luka rachelle braden ,

[luka braden-weathers.]

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Luka was going to be a mother.

Holy shit, what a turn of events. It didn’t even have a nice ring to it did it? Luka Anneto, mommy. Luka had to rephrase this when she thought about it ‘Lying, cutting, suicidal whore drank too much and needed to get off and picked drunk ex-boyfriend.’ Didn’t that sound better? It sounded grand when she told herself.

Luka tried to fight off the thoughts that surrounded this sensitive subject, but every time she looked at her stomach she wanted to punch herself in the face. She still couldn’t believe that she was going to be a mother, and a seventeen-year-old one at that. She hated how she gained more weight than ever, but since she worked out by walking and running more than usual it didn’t seem to show at all and that was a goal she was looking for. No one could know that Luka was pregnant, because even though she never really had much of this she hated attention. She didn’t want the sympathy or the ‘congratulations, is it a guy or a girl?’ talk that people usually had when they were pregnant. She wasn’t going to deal with having sympathy here, because it would more than likely be fake sympathy. She didn’t want to be a grown-up in nine months, and she would have to get some serious work done on her mind so she didn’t turn all psycho on her child and somehow kill it. Tallon was right, she did need help, and she needed to grow-up so quickly, because the days were ticking away. She had to go from shut-in, cutter, alcoholic, cocaine lover to an adult. Okay, so she mostly recovered from alcohol and cocaine but she needed to be more out there and not cut. What if she did it in front of the kid? It could traumatize the thing and she didn’t need her child growing up like she did. Well, the child’s father would be with a guy, so it was starting already. Great. She wasn’t ready for this, but she had to put on a brave face and toughen up and she was doing just that.

If you had to ask Luka if this was a stressful thing, she would answer rather quickly with just ‘yes.’ She had to go to the gym more, watch what she drank, ate and work out a bit more, because the news had said that the most weight you should gain is barely anything. She would do just that, and if Tallon worried about her, he could come with her on her daily events of stuffing her face, school, more stuffing and then gym till she burnt off all the calories so it didn’t add to a baby bump. That was stressful enough for her, and the constant reminder that maybe Tallon didn’t want this baby added even more stress. Maybe she was starting to care too much? She carried about Tallon’s opinion in that note and said that he didn’t need to worry and she had it all under control, but she didn’t. She couldn’t grasp the fact that a living child was growing in her stomach, and god she didn’t want to deal with it, but she couldn’t kill it. Luka barely had any sleep at night, because she would think about how she could be left alone with the baby. She could barely concentrate in school, and sometimes she had gotten morning sickness in school and it was just horrible. Then when Tallon and her were in class, and they sat next to each other in that class it made it even more awkward. Having the father of your child next to you, and him not even your boyfriend? It had a major effect on Luka, but maybe not Tallon who knows? Then she would have to pay for the kid, well, her parents could pay for the kid but living with it for eighteen years? She’d be thirty-five when it graduated from college. It’d be five when she graduated from college. Shit.

The lights were off in Luka’s dorm, the blood and shattered glass cleaned up. Settled down in her cozy bed, she could feel a little bump on her tummy and she even laid a hand on that stomach and took a deep breath. Tears stung her eyes as she realized how badly she screwed up, but she wouldn’t give the kid up. Maybe it was the fact that she was watching Click that got to her and not the baby. The window curtains closed, but a little light from the sliver of curtain that didn’t close all the way left a streak across her room. She was so tired, and the comfort of the bed didn’t help either, because she couldn’t go to sleep or her mind would grow restless and wake her up, yet again. She decided to stay home from classes that day, because she kept throwing up and she couldn’t get up from her bed so she just stayed in her dorm. If Luka dozed off all she could think about what was being in front of a broken down house in the middle of nowhere, and watching Tallon wave goodbye to her and walk out of her life, and he’d be hand-in-hand with Scout. Then she’d wake up, and in cold sweat she’d cry. She was also letting her defensive guard down by crying more and more.

Thinking about the dreams made Luka hold her blanket tighter, and then she begun to submerge herself in the movie again, a water bottle tucked under her arm. The thoughts of Tallon laughing in her face would keep flash through her mind, and she coughed a bit. Watching as the father was about to die, Luka let a few tears fall from her eyes and she wished she could run into the television screen and there she would cry as the rain blended in almost perfectly. She had the sudden urge to call her father, which could be quite strange seeing as she hated him.

She picked up the water bottle gently and screwed the cap off and took a healthy gulp of water out of it, and continued to the watch the movie. This could possibly her third time watching it in a row; yes she had no life whatsoever. She continued watching and the urge to call her father grew more and more heavier until she just couldn’t take it. Getting up from her comfortable position she ran to her bag and got her cell phone and dialed the phone quickly.

”Hello?” A sweet quiet voice rang out, and she realized it was Katie. Smiling just a bit, she responded with a quiet, “Hi, Katie.” Katie let out a gentle laugh and then began to talk, “Luka, I didn’t know it was you. How’s school? Dad is a wreck; he keeps getting into fights with Franko about stuff and takes it out on me. How did you live through it huh?” Luka studied her scarred arms as she sighed a bit and then opened her mouth, words spilling out quite slowly and quietly. “School’s okay, I mean Tallon is here, so I have his support-“ “You mean, your boyfriend of two years Tallon?” Katie asked, and all she received was a grunt of agreement and Luka continued. “But, Katie, I’m pregnant. I need to talk to Dad okay? Give him the phone, please.” Luka begged and Katie responded with a quiet shock filled okay. “What Luka?” Her father asked, his voice quiet and somewhat caring as to this situation and she just coughed a bit. “I heard you and your lover are fighting.” She responded flatly. “Frank and I are in a rough patch okay? I just keep getting bombarded with work, but Franko wants to go to Italy, but I don’t have the time.” Her father confessed, and it sounded like he needed help, so Luka just spat the help out. “Dump him, or just say no.” A quiet laugh rang through her ear and then her father confessed, “Always straight forward, just like your father. Luka, I need to go anything else you want to say?” His voice was quiet and nice and Luka just smiled, “I love you, dad.” She chocked out, tears stinging her eyes. “I love you too, Luka, sweet dreams.” And then the phone was off, and the conversation had ended. She didn’t tell her father he was pregnant, and Katie wouldn’t tell unless she was given permission. So she was safe for now.

She walked back to her bed, phone in hand and she plopped down and smiled. The first time in about eight years that Luka said she had loved her father. God, what was she becoming? Some softie? Some daddy’s girl, well she did need his money, but she did love her father. No matter how hard it was for her to convince herself, she really did. Placing the phone on the table, she heard a clatter and sighed gently and continued to watch the movie content with what had just happened. If Tallon would call her, or text her, she would come. She wanted to help Tallon in this mess, and she really wanted to have that coffee party they agreed to, since Tallon didn’t want a tea party for some reason. She was the old Luka right now, like she was in that note, the one who cracked jokes and the one who was caring and sweet and she was like that right now.

Spooked out by the vibration of her phone, she flipped it open quickly and read the text message from Tallon, well his name in Luka’s book was, ‘TALLON TURTLE.’ Since nothing sexual started with the ‘t’, well maybe something did, she just didn’t know it. Responding with a nice little, ’aokay’ she sighed and got up. Going to her closet, she picked out a tight pair of black jeans she still fit in, a nice ‘BRING ME THE HORIZON’ shirt, and a baggy sweatshirt. Smiling softly, she walked over to her bag and picked it up, emptying the school supplies in there, she placed the orange bear he had gotten her and a nice can of coffee and tea for their party. Yes, Luka was going to surprise him with that party they promised. Tucking her phone and key in the back pocket of her pants, she walked out of the door closing it with a soft click.

The grass was a bit moist as she power walked to the boys’ dorms. Once upon entering, she quickly went to the wing where the higher dorms were held, and walked up the stairs the bag hitting her hip once or twice. Upon walking and seeing the gold numbers on the door she stopped at Tallon’s door and knocked twice and said, “Anal services, your anal pleasure is my command.” There she waited for Tallon to come to the door.

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all about your character ' '

name:luka rachelle braden
age: nineteen and a half
gender: female
band and posistion:
scheduled nurse – merch!
celeb/PB:
amy anesthetic!
likes:
tattoos
fun dip
strobe lights
loud music
stuffed animals
licking guitar strings
cutting her tongue
playing with her hair
humming to songs
milk with honey
old-fashioned head phones
music in general
talking on the phone to people
dislikes:
people who have sex constantly
medications
razor blades
doctors offices
all girl bands
homophobes
clowns
having to use manners in publis areas
people she has never seen before
rapists/child stalkers
big black vans, as in cars
animals in general
allergies


personality:
the only way to a heart of a screw-up is with a wrench.

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Luka isn’t the one who likes to show the weakness of sadness. When younger Luka was always beaten to the ground, and when she grew up and said no was no, she found weakness wasn’t the answer anymore. So as you can guess, Luka is a very strong person mentally and emotionally, which is a very vast transition from being a weakling in the past. To be quite honest, Luka doesn’t take shit anymore, she could occasionally dish it out, but she won’t take it. In easier terms; Luka will punch you in the face if necessary. It’s just the habit she had been placed in from growing up and being that little pushover girl with the bad temper. Luka’s bones aren’t made of metal, but they’re not made of glass anymore.

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As you read before, Luka can actually show the sign of sadness, but she doesn’t go all out and starts sobbing on the scene. Luka is quite the sensitive person actually, and if you make a joke about her she’ll easily go into a mode of this ‘premature’ sadness, you can call it that. When Luka gets upset, she doesn’t cry due to the fact that she hates the feeling of salt water dripping down her face, and the vulnerability you show when you’re soaked in tears, so Luka has been known not to show that. She can be set off easily when it comes to being sad, and then it changes to anger if someone keeps playing with her mind or teasing her, and when that happens something just sets off in her brain, it’s like a mix of sadness and anger and since they’re the same they seem to cancel each other out, which just leads to an empty face and for the time being Luka goes into the state of ‘numbness’ or a neutral feeling.

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You know how sadness and happiness have their little cousin anger? Yeah, say hi to little anger. Like most people when they’re in their teens say they are always pissed off or upset, it’s true, for Luka. She isn’t angry all the time, but people like to make her pissed off because it’s funny to them, so Luka really only gets pissed off for shits and giggles. When she gets mad Luka seems to snap at everyone, and she just wants to explode, sometimes she actually does she once punched her wall in her old room and it left a dent init, and a broken hand for Luka. The anger issue isn’t something you can really stop with the girl, it’s known that even the simplest things could make Luka go on a rage parade, and even in her room you can see some pen and marker stains and other miscellaneous stains on the walls because of her anger. Some people have thought Luka wasn’t a great friend because when she gets pissed off she tends to take someone’s secrets and blurt them out, stupid trait well Luka is a stupid girl, okay not really, but you get it. Hopefully.

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Even though Luka might blurt out somebody’s secrets when she’s pissed, which is actually on a rare occasion. Luka is really the type to be loyal, she’s grown to know that people need to have at least one person who can keep a secret, and here comes Luka. The girl might have her own problems in life, but she doesn’t got bragging them around, and when a friend needs her assistance she’s there, only when she’s free thought that’s her only flaw. If Luka is busy then she won’t come, only if it’s a dire emergency. Of course then Luka will stop probably shooting up or snorting, and go and help her friends even if she’s high she’ll somehow sober up to be there for her friends, yeah somehow. Last time this happened Luka was soon passed out as her friend was crying because of her boyfriend breaking up with her, it sucks faking trying to be sober, really it does.

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Every person has their downfall; every strong person has their weakness. Superman has kryptonite and Luka has tears. When she’s on the verge of just breaking down she just cries, even though she is strong, she has her moments. Luka isn’t at all a crybaby, but she is a weak person on the inside. She’s like the Beast from Beauty and The Beast, she may look rough on the outside, but she’s just a big softie on the inside. It shows at times as well, when you see her you might want to give her a big hug because she just has that natural look of looking tired, sad, and angry at the world. It’s the exact opposite, Luka has that certain look, that if you look into her eyes and study her face hard enough you’ll see a girl breaking down. Seventeen years of trying to build up this exterior, this mask to hide everything and yet when you study her close enough you’ll realize she’s just a hero with a big downfall. If you see her cry, congrats, you’re a lucky one.

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Ever heard the words ‘helpless romantic’? well if you open up the dictionary Luka’s face might be there. When she goes out with someone, she likes to cuddle up with them, hold their hand, give them hugs, give them presents, anything really. It’s just the way she gets all happy from the feeling of her heart beating quickly, and her stomach down back flips, and it just makes her smile constantly. Now, when they break up with her, she takes it rather well, she’ll cry and probably drown herself in chocolate ice cream, but she’ll get over it rather quickly. One thing Luka has never, ever, ever said to someone is that she loves them with all her heart. Yes, she has she loved someone, but she never said it like so, ‘So and So, I love you so much that I want you to be mind forever,’ Luka barely believes in that strong of a love, no one has proved her wrong, and she’s happily waiting.
other: Brendonurieisgod :] and sorry I totally half-assed this D :
parents:
nelson tristan braden
lulu christina braden - deceased
siblings:
tina linda braden – six years old
history:
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Luka was never meant to be welcomed into the world, and when she was, it wasn’t a great encounter. Her mother barley held her, and she would just say that she couldn’t believe the condom ripped, and Timothy couldn’t believe that the birth control was defective, see they were already at a rocky start. Luka was born nine inches and about five pounds, making her two months premature, so those in the hospital nurtured her, the nurses always saying how cute she was, and the doctors sometimes stopping and looking over all the babies. When Luka had to go home she was crying, her mother holding her too tightly, her father barley looking at their daughter. He didn’t want anything to do with Lucy or Timothy, and he’s job called for him to travel to Japan for a month or so, and he couldn’t be happier for that moment to come. Skip to thirty minutes later, and you find them in front of a rather big house in North Carolina, her father did get much money for his job, and at the time Timothy’s mother was living them, and she had much money saved up, so she put it in building the house for the three now four. When Timothy’s mother laid her old hazel eyes on Luka, she instantly fell in love with the infant and upon that the parents were relieved of every baby duty they were suppose to have. The grandma would spoil the daughter and teach her how to be a woman.



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Luka was now a toddler, baby fat still there and her legs barley supporting the now twenty pound girl. She would walk anywhere, her parents not bothering to put up the baby protectors, they thought she wouldn’t fall down the stairs, so they didn’t waste money on her. Luka’s first word was ‘grandma’ her first step was with her grandma her first baby everything was with her grandma, and when Luka was three or so years old the seventy two year old died of a sudden heart attack in her sleep. Nobody saw it coming, and the person it affected most was Luka, now she had two heartless bastards to watch over her, and the only person who loved Luka was dead. She was only three or so when it happened, so she couldn’t go to the funeral, and she stayed with the baby sitter instead. He was about the age of sixteen or so, and he would play with Luka, and he kept saying what a cute girl she was and how he was happy to baby-sit her, it was her first memory with someone other than her grandmother. Trevor, of course probably wouldn’t remember, but every time Luka was asked her most treasured memory she would bring up her grandmother and then the baby sitter, they showed her love, and only them.


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School. Abuse. Fat. That’s to describe Luka’s childhood right there, of course when she was going through school she was getting beaten by her mother bruises scattered over her body, and Luka couldn’t tell, this started at the age of seven, her mother would grab her arm rather tightly and throw her on to the bed and her mother would always ‘YOU’RE A WORHTLESS PIECE OF SHIT, YOU ARE, YOU ARE.’ So when the years grew, so did the abuse. Luka was even kicked in the ribs and punched in the stomach by her mother, saying that she shouldn’t feel it because she’s so fat, and what wasn’t helping was the fact that kids at school always made fun of her. Calling her Fatty and Chubby, but you know the years grew the names grew and then Luka decided to purge. Shoving food down her throat and then throwing it up to release all the tension, and the weight. Dropping from a huge one hundred forty pounds to a one hundred twenty, Luka didn’t become addicted to throwing up or something, but it did help her get a healthy figure. What didn’t help was her mother was still abusing her, and her father was always away, and if he wasn’t he’d probably help her. One day Luka was so fed up of the beatings, that she pushed her mother and ran off. She just ran off and didn’t want to come back.


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Luka was of course found, and brought back by the police and upon inspection of her body they found out she had a bruised stomach, and a broken rib, and they asked Luka where she received the abuse and she just said ‘Don’t take me home,’ and instantly they knew it was a family member. Escorting her home they only saw the girl mother and the mother was taken out of house, and soon arrested for charges on child abuse. Luka was at the age of seventeen, but lied and said she was eighteen and she was able to take care of herself at that point, but as soon as her mother was gone Luka had to go to the hospital calling up an old friend they took her to the hospital and helped her with injuries she received from her mother, and then Luka was back to normal after that. Soon, Luka was getting a job as a merchandise seller for Scheduled Nurse, and she loves the tour a whole lot.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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