Post by mason elijah delaney on Jul 5, 2012 1:07:26 GMT -5
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[rs=2] | EARLY CHILDHOOD Born August 1, 1984, Mason Elijah Delaney is the oldest of the three Delaney children and is, by far, the least favorite of them. Even as a small tike he found ways to cause mischief and grief to those around him, causing great distress to his young parents. For him it was all good harmless fun, but to his neighbors and the community it was a cry for help due to lack of proper parenting. They believed that his parents, only nineteen years old at the time of his birth, couldn't possibly ,at their age, know anything about being a good parent--that they wouldn't even be able to provide for him properly let alone themselves. Their outrage was not unseen when Delaney son number two was brought into the picture when Mason was nearly four. Mason, of course, was excited about being an older brother and tried his hardest to help his parents out. That didn't last though, not when he realized most of his parents attention was now on the new baby rather than him. He would through fits in public in form of throwing himself on the ground screaming so everyone could see, and sneak out in the middle of the night after his parents put him and his brother to bed for the night and hide in the neighbors garden until morning all for the sake of hearing his parents panic when they couldn't find him in bed when they woke. As he grew older his behavior and personality grew with him, but not in the way his parents had hoped, especially now that he was beginning to influence Delaney son two. The two boys would do everything together at this point and there was pretty much never a quiet moment in the Delaney household, or a calm one at that. They were always getting into something and wrecking some kind of havoc. There was even one time the two almost set the house up in flames. No one could understand what their parents had been thinking by the time Delaney son three came into the picture when Mason was ten. They just knew that the town didn't stand a change with three hellions on the lose. Little did they know that Delaney daughter would be the mellow and most well behaved of the group. Mason, though did begin to mellow out at the age of twelve when his father was first diagnosed with a malignant form of brain cancer. He loved having a good laugh, but he always knew when to be serious, especially after the punishment he received with Delaney son two after the fire incident. And when his father passed away three days after his thirteenth birthday he changed completely and shut just about everyone out--unable to process of deal with the loss of his father. TEENAGE YEARS Mason stayed completely shut off to people after the loss of his dad. He socialized with others, his brother's included, when a situation would call for it--mostly in school--but did nothing more than the bear minimum. He didn't even participate when he was forced into therapy at the age of fourteen after reciting a morbidly inappropriate poem in his English class. His mother, still mourning, had know idea how to help her eldest son when she was having her own problems letting go. She was barely able to continue forward in life, but forced herself to keep moving for the sake of her children. It was something she was sure Mason knew, and he did. At the age of sixteen things started looking a little better for Mason. After being assigned with Alyssa, his tutor for history, he slowly began feeling again. There was something about her that made him feel alive again, something that opened him up. He began talking more and smiling--something his family hadn't seen in years. Mason even put more effort into school and began bringing up his grades. By the time spring break came around he and Alyssa became a couple. Though, that happiness only lasted about a year. Halfway through his junior year his life was once again completely flipped upside down. Alyssa was pregnant and before he had the time to completely process the news she was telling her father that he had raped her, and that if she told anyone about it he would not only kill her but her family as well. He was arrested the following week charged with rape in the third degree. Unable to afford a good lawyer Mason was appointed a public defender and despite good efforts he was unable to prove Mason innocent. He was seen as a bad seed in early childhood, and was still looked at as such. Mason was incarcerated at the age of eighteen. TEN YEARS IN THE STATE PIN After being processed Mason once again completely shut down. All he could see the first few days upon arriving in Oakdale Prison was the look of complete and utter disappointment and disgust on his mother's face. He was sure, if not anyone, that she had believed his innocence like she claimed. After seeing that look on her face he wasn't too sure anymore. He wasn't sure about anything. It didn't take him long to learn and understand the system of prison. The man lowest on the totem pole was everyone's bitch, especially if that man happened to be charged with a sexually based crime like rape. For the first couple of months he stood there and took the beatings he knew he didn't deserve in effort to feel something, anything at all. A couple of times he even ended up in the hospital with grave injuries, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He hoped that some arrogant bastard put his ass out of his misery. Death beat sitting there and rotting for the next ten years. That all changed when, after six months in, that he got his first visitor. The last person he had ever expected to see again. Alyssa. He sat and stared at her behind the glass as she sobbed apologizing for what she had done. That she never wanted it to go as far as it did, and that the only reason she had said what she had was the fact that she was scared of his father. Her admission sparked a little life in him in the form of one single emotion. Anger. The last thing he remembered before blacking out was screaming at her at the top of his lungs that he would kill her, because what life could he possibly have after this? After already being titled a sexual offender and a felon.<p> After that he started standing up for himself. Challenging anyone that dared to try to lay a finger on him, and because of that he spend many nights in solitary confinement. But as a result the other inmates left him alone. He was easy to snap and didn't care what the consequences were anymore. His life was already over in his eyes and there was nothing he could do to get it back. He hated his life and the people he associated with, or, like his family, his was forced to associate with. No one could be trusted and he was thankful that he was able to learn that a young age. He just wished it had been under other circumstances. RELEASE DAY After serving his full sentence Mason was released at the age of twenty eight, and was more than a little shocked to see his mother and brothers waiting for him on the other side of gate to take him home as the put it. As far as he was concerned he had no home and had no family. They had not once come to see him in the last ten years and letters had been a rare feature. If it hadn't been for the lack of money and transportation he would have walked right passed them. It was needless to say the car ride back to his childhood home was quiet, not even a bug dared to make a peep, and once the front door was unlocked, Mason took his minimal belongings and rushed to his old bedroom. Something he was never told no longer existed, but now in its places was a home office of sorts. It was in that moment his mother told him that he wouldn't be living there with them. That he could stay there the night, but he would be taking residence the next morning in the small apartment above the old bar his father used to own. And that without a choice he would be running it with minimal pay so that he could keep the roof over his head. |
lana. twenty-four. ten years. |