BAYARD, JUDE ALEXZANDER

[jude]

SEVENTEEN. RETURNEE. STRAIGHT. BADASS. ANDY SIX.
( JUDE ALEXZANDER BAYARD )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

The name is Jude, and I'm only going to tell you my first name cause i don't really want you to know who i am, so let's leave it at jude. I'm seventeen years old and to be quite honest, I don't really know what the fuck to do with my life. but let me give you some info since you're so nosy and want to know. I'm not nice. if you fuck with me you're really going to fucking regret it. I don't have a filter, and i don't care what you fucking think of me. I don't like interaction unless it is with the female persuasion, and that's just for the sex. I don't really give a fuck any other time. I don't like people.. I don't like interacting with others and I'm not nice. I'd much rather be alone rather then talk to people and I doubt that'll ever change. A lot of people think I'm a douche, someone who doesn't really give a fuck about anything but himself.. and actually.. that's quite true. Most of people's impressions don't really bother me because most of what they think and say is a lot of the truth. It doesn't matter though, it's not like their opinions matter to me. actually no one really matters to me, which.. i guess that makes me really fucking selfish, but it's actually the truth.

I.. don't really like talking about my past, but it's whatever really. The fact was that.. my family was.. all right. My brother.. oh.. yeah.. i have a twin, in case you didn't know, his name's jharn, he's a little bitch though. Anyway, we were kinda close when we were little, it was whatever, we had our different tastes but at the end of the day we were still brothers, identical twins. I was the more talkative though, i preferred to talk and interact with my parents whereas jharn was the more introverted one. In my early teens my dad started taking an interest in us.. or me rather. We started going to the gym, he wanted to make sure i knew how to take care of myself.. and well, i agreed. But the more time i spent with my dad the less time i had for my brother, and that was when things changed. I realized how much of a pussy jharn was, and how much of a mothers-boy he was. I couldn't stand that. He needed to grow the fuck up, needed to take a stand as a man. So naturally we picked at him, tried to get a rise out of him to see if he'd rise to the occasion and show us what he was worth. He never did. And our pranks just simply got worse and worse. It was fun for a while but we knew he'd never do anything drastic. That was when we decided that it was probably best to get rid of him.

I acted as if i was all sorry and apologized to him, hoping that he'd feel comfortable enough to join me and my father out on the beach one day. He agreed. We tried to kill him that day, drown him really, but it never happened. He ended up knocking us both out, finally rising to the occasion and he swam to shore. It wasn't too long after that that me and my dad moved away, feeling the same mutual hate for my brother as he did. It wasn't until later that my brother came back for me, and attempted to kill me. I was stabbed, close enough to the heart to kill me, but i lived. I may have been unconscious for a few hours.. but I'm here today, and have been sending my brother letters to let him know I'm still alive. I don't really know what i plan to do, but honestly, it won't be good.

SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hhey bitches, it's rawer and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about 390403945 years. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up by PM, AIM, MSN, EMAIL, etc. i'm also in the eastern time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, other characters!

hahahaha no.