talesofaweirdgirl

Bonjour à tous!

Je me nomme Jess, j'ai maintenant 18 ans. Ce n'est pas tellement compliqué, je suis une fille qui aime généralement la vie. Je ne suis pas facile, je chiale et je fais tout les temps, mais je suis passionnée. Je fais tout à fond, je suis comme ça tout le temps. J'aime la musique, je chante aussi. J'ai une obsession pour les années 80, je ne sais pas vraiment pourquoi. Enfait, oui, mais ça peut parraitre étrange pour certains. Bref. Je suis Geek aussi, j'ai aussi une obsession pour les super héros et tout ce qui les entour. Je suis Scorpion dans l'astrologie et vous savez ce qu'on dit de nous? On est des cinglés. C'est un peu vrai, mais nous sommes les personnes les plus loyals et les plus passionnés.

En bref je veux devenir photographe et je veux aider les gens. J'y travaille tout les jours. J'espère rencontrez beaucoup de gens merveilleux et aussi les personnes qui m'inspirent. Je me cherche encore, mais j'ai presque trouvé. Je trouverai un jour.

Merci d'avoir prit le temps de lire, à bientôt.

Jess. 2016 xxxx

—What happened to you?

Words came out like a whisper. He looks at me without blinking and turns to the window through which he entered. I try not to stare, but he amazes me. Why is he there? Is he in trouble? I breathe deeply.

—Answer me would be at least...nice.

He turns to me and I can see his bruised face now. My heart misses a beat when his so pure blue eyes melt into mine. One foot at a time I head to this mysterious man. A ball is formed in my stomach when I'm close to him. My hand is ferevish when I deposited it on his cheek. Cuts and blood under my finger as I go gently. I look at his wounds. Nothing is really serious but it will remain beautiful scars. In my movement he suddenly stops me. His hand held my wrist, his gaze pierces me. I drop my arm then directs me to the bathroom to find a care Kit. I found it and quickly returns to the living room. He still standing, staring at me. I awkwardly sit on the couch and he did the same. I'm getting closer. I took a gas and alcohol then begins. When I deposit the gas on his cheek, he swears. A smile graces my lips. I therefore continues but more gently. I feel like he looks at me while. I'm not accustomed to this kind of attention. And moreover, nobody came home covered with blood. I notice a lot of blood on his t-shirt but ask him to remove it while it's clearly strange? I clear my throat and began.

—Hum...can you remove your t-shirt...please?

He looks at me always as passive but I can see a certain spark in his eyes. He then removes his t-shirt knowing full well that I'm watching. A huge cut is carved in his chest. The blood has dried but something tells me that when I'll put alcohol on this cut the blood will flow. My hand goes straight to the hack when he stops me.

—Do not touch.
—But how I clean this without touching it?

He sights and released my hand. I took a gas and alcohol then gently press against the wound. His hands cling to the couch. It stands stiffly trying not to scream or cry. I filed my free hand on his. He relaxes little by little.

—It's alright, I'm almost done.

This wasn't true, but I prefer to reassure him that worry him. I continue to press the gas on the wound, it's more and more painful for him. His eyes fill with tears and he holds my hand strongly. Finally I finished and then cleans the blood on his body.

-Thank you very much.

My eyes into his. His words make a bombshell into me. I get up quickly to escape his gaze then directs me to the bathroom with the Kit. When I come back, I look at the time and it's one o'clock am. I don't know if this is a dream, but I don't want to wake up. I come back in the lounge and he is always there, no t-shirt.

—You can stay sleep... I don't know the story of your injuries, but something tells me that you doesn't fall down the stairs.

He outlines a thin smile, enough to make me crazy. I don't know him and he doesn't know me and I melt like a fool. What is wrong with me? I pass him blankets and some pillows and then come back to my room. I am totally exhausted. I need some sleep. I slide under my covers and quickly fall asleep.

I heard a huge noise that wakes me up. I get out of my bed not completely awake and then walk to the lounge to see what happens. I turn the corner and see my ex boyfriend. When he then sees me, he pushes me against the wall. Jimmy slaps me and scream.

-HOW DID YOU?

I panic and scream. I try to tied me in his grip, but nothing to do. He hits me and continue to scream. Like me.

-YOU LEFT THEM TAKE ME ! YOU'RE JUST A SLUT!

He hits me harder then disappears when I feel a gentle caress on my cheek. I suddenly opened my eyes and he's there.

-You're okay?

He fixed me with his big blue eyes filled with concern.

—Yeah. I'm alright...
—You could not stop screaming, I thought he had arrived something.

He's at few centimetres from me and I can feel his breath. Even if it's dark, I can see his beautiful angel face. He is picking to go, but I retained.

—You... want to stay please?

I don't want to do this horrible nightmare again.

—You'd like that I sleep with you? In the same bed?

I quickly agrees. My cheeks get hot.

—Of course.

He fits on the other side of the bed and then makes me face. His blue eyes portray me, I know. He also knows that I do the same.

—So what was about?

I look, questioned.

—What you're talking about?
—Your nightmare.
—Yeah...that. It's a very long story.
—We have the night.

He looks at me with insistence. I sight and bring back the blanket on me.

—May I know your name? I mean, you entered my home covered of blood and I don't even know your name..

He laugh and then smile.

—I'm James and you are?
—I'm Mavis.
—Nice to meet you, Mavis.
—Nice to meet you, James.
—What was that nightmare about?
—You never give up don't you?

He shakes his head and laugh. That spark reappear in his eyes.

—No, so now tell me everything.
—Okay. I will tell you all. There was a long time ago when I met Jimmy, my ex boyfriend. At first he was the perfect guy I always wanted. He was kind and he knew how to make me smile. Everything he say, I believed it. How could I be suspicious? Sometimes he couldn't control hisself. He was violent after a year. And he begins to hide things from me. Then this day came and changed my life. I discovered how he earned his life. There was guns and drugs inside our room, hide. I didn't realize all this time. 5 years exactly. I started acting weird. I was nervous because I was afraid. At first he didn't realize. I met a guy. A very nice guy. I don't remember his name because...he hits me so hard that I forgot. I stayed some months in hospital. But then. I met this guy. I told him everything and he told me what to do. I called the police and they took him. The life was normal until he escapes from the jail. I was learning how to live again when he came to my house. When he came I didn't remember him at the beginning. He was really angry and he pushed me on the floor. The other guy came in and they started to fight. I crawled under the table and I couldn't watch anymore. It was horrible. Jimmy was killing him. I saw something heavy and I knew it would be enough to stun him. I get up and hit him. He fell down and the other guy get up and took me in his arms. His eyes were blue like yours.

He smiles.

—...He took my face in his hands and he kissed me passionately. Every nights I tried to remember who it was. That day is still blurred in my head. And til this day I have nightmares... This is it. The more brief I can tell you about that story.
—Mavis...
—Yes, James?
—I have something to tell you.

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Bonjour à tous! Je ne suis pas certaine encore, mais je compte peut-être commencer une histoire. Je ne sais pas si elle va être courte ou très longue, mais bon! J'ai envie d'essayer quelque chose et vous me direz ce que vous en pensez. ;)

 
Alors voilà! C'était bien long avant que je vous écrive mon article et j'en suis désolée. Comme le titre vous donne bien une idée du sujet, je vais commencer. Je suis allée au Comic Con de Montréal pour la première fois de ma vie le 3 juillet dernier. Je dois avoué que je ne m'attendais pas du tout à cela. C'était incroyable! Il y avait des gens déguisés partout (ça va de soit), des kiosques de plein de choses encore plus incroyable les unes que les autres, puis j'ai vue un des acteurs principaux de la série Arrow. J'ai assisté à la fin de sa conférence et j'ai été surprise d'apprendre que le héro préféré de David Ramsey (l'acteur en question) est Flash. Moi et mon amie Sophie avions fait le tour des kiosques ou presque, nous avons acheté quelques bandes dessinés et beaucoup de macarons. Je n'étais pas vraiment déguisée, mais j'arborais mon chandail de Flash puis portais une jupe qui donnait un style de costume. L'année prochaine je me suis jurée que j'allais y retourner avec un meilleur costume, celui d'Artemis, la jeune archer et acolyte d'Arrow dans la série animé "Young Justice". En bref, j'ai A-DO-RÉ! Je le conseil à tous les fans de jeux vidéos ou de super héros. ;)Voilà ce qui conclut mon article sur le Comic Con! 

Stone. x

Ayant joué le rôle de Clark Kent ou le super héro Superman dans ''Man of Steel'' récemment, Henry Cavill est mon sujet d'aujourd'hui.

Il est né le 5 mai 1983 à Jersey, une île Anglo-Normande. Il est d'origine britannique. Il a quatre frères et il est le plus jeune.

Henry Cavill dans son costume. Man of Steel 2014.

En 2001, il fait apparition pour la première fois, dans le film ''Laguna''. C'est ainsi qu'il marque ses débuts professionnels puisqu'il tenait le rôle principal.

À l'âge de 16 ans, Henry rencontre l'acteur Russell Crowe, qui tourne le film ''L'échange'' dans son école. Le jeune ose alors aborder l'acteur puis lui dis ceci: ''Bonjour je m'appelle Henry. Je pense devenir acteur. C'est comment le milieu du cinéma?'' ''Parfois c'est bien, parfois ça ne l'est pas. Mais c'est sympas de jouer et ça paie bien''. Lui répond Russell. Au moment de son départ, Henry reçoit un paquet de bonbons, un maillot de rugby et un CD de son groupe et le tout accompagné d'une photo sur laquelle Crowe avait écrit ces quelques mots: Cher Henry, un voyage de plusieurs milliers de kilomètres commence par un premier pas.

Quelques années plus tard, durant le tournage de ''Man of Steel'', Henry a la chance de revoir Russell, lui qui l'a encouragé à se lancer dans ce métier. Russell joue son père kryptonien dans le film. La première fois qu'ils ont tourné, il s'est demandé pourquoi son visage lui était familier. Il a dit à Russell: ''Je suis le petit gros qui ne vous a pas demandé d'autographe''. Il l'a regardé ahuri puis il s'est souvenu.

En bref, c'est l'une de mes anecdotes préférés le concernant. :)

Il a été élu l'homme le plus malchanceux d'Hollywood car il avait auditionné pour les rôles de: Bruce Wayne dans ''Batman Begins'', Clark Kent dans ''Superman Returns'' et James Bond dans ''Casino Royale''. Malgré ses échecs, il réussi tout de même à avoir le rôle de Clark Kent dans ''Man of Steel'' un peu plus tard.

Il prévoit être dans Batman vs. Superman: The Dawn of Justice et dans Justice League encore aux côtés de Ben Affleck.

On ne se le cachera pas, Henry est un bel homme et de fait il a eu de nombreuses relations qui n'ont malheureusement pas durées. Il a même été fiancé. Ellen Whitaker était l'heureuse élue, mais la distance posait problème. À cet époque Henry tournait au États-Unis et elle, elle habitait en Angleterre. Ils ne se voyaient donc...jamais. Jusqu'à ce jour, il est toujours libre.

Ce qui conclut mon article sur le beau Henry Cavill. J'espère que vous avez apprécié.

Jessyca Stone. X