Post by ezra on Nov 6, 2012 20:00:51 GMT -5
ezra joseph sullivan
"The skeletons come out to play, when my mind wonders and memories fade"
fighting back the tears, mother reads the
NAME ezra joseph sullivan
GENDER Male
NICKNAMES Ezzie, Ez, anything people think up.
AGE 26
MEMBERGROUP Enamour
POSITION Manager
SEXUALITY heterosexual
PLAYED BY joseph gordon levitt
note again. sixteen candles burn in her mind,
HI I'M LYDIA AND THIS IS STUFF ABOUT MY UNCLE:
"Couldn’t get a word out of my uncle huh? I’m not surprised. He has this way of subtly diverting the topic to where he wants, and then you forget what you wanted to talk to him about in the first place. I’m immune to it now, it’s been...what? five years? Yeah, five years. Five years since what I bet you’re asking, he probably didn’t say anything about what happened. But since you brought me here to talk about him, might as well start when everything change.
As I said, it was five years ago. He was...22 I think, I was 11. My mom and I went over to Ezra and Lillian’s (his wife) house just to play some board games, eat pizza and hang out ya know? Ezra and my mom were always really close, we say him and Lily at least twice a week; we didn’t have any other family after all. My grandparents died of natural causes when I was young, but that’s besides the point. Anyways, my uncle and I left to go get the pizza, leaving my mom and Lillian to talk about whatever it is women their age talked about. And when we came back...they were both dead. A robbery attempt gone wrong, I guess.
Ezra’s never been the same since, he acts like he’s fine, doesn’t even tell anyone about it. But I know him better, he’s hurting. So am I. Unlike him, I find ways to vent it all, in ways that don’t exactly please him. No one would actually call me a slut (they all know I can kick their asses) but I guess it’s sort of what I became. I think Ezra blames himself, didn’t think he spent enough time with me when he became the manager for Enamour. It’s not his fault, nothing is. Even though he blames himself.
He still wears his wedding ring. We were out to dinner...when was it...a year ago? About? It was a bar and restaurant, and he went up to get a drink. These two ladies came up to him and asked if he would like to join him (in that way that implies they want to sleep with him later) Do you know what he told them? He told them he was married. He told them he was married even though Lillian had been dead for four years. That’s when I really knew. He wasn’t over her, didn’t want to move on from her or their unborn baby. Did I mention Lily was pregnant? It was a girl, Charlotte they were going to name her. Thinking about it just makes me sad....
Nowadays, Ezra just pours his heart and soul into managing Enamour. It was something he always wanted to do. Why, I don’t know. He has the talent to be in his own band, but he’s never one for the spotlight. Sees the beauty in all the behind the scenes work or something like that. And when he’s not doing that, he’s trying to raise me. Which I don’t make easy...and I feel bad about it. But it’s not like he’s around all that much anyways. He tries, he really does; and don’t get me wrong, it’s not all bad! Do you know how many bands I’ve gotten to meet, free concerts I’ve gotten to go to? It’s great, but we’re suppose to be talking about my uncle so lets go back to that.
He’s a great guy, really. He’s not very stubborn, only if he needs to be. Loves Enamour to death, loves me to pieces. And if you tell anyone about any of this, I’ll kill you! Seriously, I’m the only (besides the police and his old friends.) that knows what happened. We moved away from that area for a reason. Is that enough information? Whatever. I have to go now. Plans and stuff.
Oh! I uh, have a picture of the two of them. Ezra and Lillian I mean. And don’t think it’s weird because I always carry this picture, a picture of my mom, and a picture of me and Ezra in my wallet. Sometimes it’s good to remember, ya know?
anyways, here it is. She was so pretty..."-hands the interviewerthis picture.
she take the blame, it's always the same.
YOUR NAME VIOLETTT
SOMETHING AWESOME I need to stop making charries.
she goes down on her knees and prays
