Post by desiree kira ambrosio on Jun 17, 2013 15:39:48 GMT -8
| [atrb=style,width: 420px; background-color: efefef; background-image: url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/0478144b9f16c95a37367d1aca56b45c/tumblr_mkfax8tDxp1s97ldco1_500.png); padding: 5px, bTable] DESIREE K. AMBROSIO 34 | STRAIGHT | POLICE OFFICER | EMERGENCY | MICHELLE RODRIGUEZ THE INTERVIEW HELLO. THANKS FOR COMING IN TODAY. SHALL WE START WITH YOUR NAME? -she ran her hands up and down her legs, one of the habits she pulled when she was uncomfortable. this situation definitely made her uncomfortable, they were in couple's therapy for christ sakes. desiree sat there as her husband spoke, she could feel him look at her but she kept her eyes forward.- "and i'm desiree ambrosio, but you can call me dez..." THAT'S A NICE NAME. WHAT DO YOU DO FOR A LIVING? -desiree scratched the bridge of her nose as he talked about his job. ha, mayor. when she was younger she never thought she would utter the words that she was the mayor's wife. it was completely foreign to her still and she had had that title for a while now.- "oh uh, i'm a detective and have been for a few years now" - she finally got the courage to look at him, going by his face and body language he did not want to be here. which didn't make sense because he was the one who suggested it. she crossed her legs over one another and sighed before she returned her attention back to the therapist.- INTERESTING. WHAT DO YOU DO FOR FUN? -it didn't annoy her that he was the mayor, he could've worked a basic nine to five job and if he was happy then so was she. she didn't marry him to have that title, she married him because she loved the person he was..or use to be. things were so different now.- "yeah, his idea of fun is spending time with everyone but me.." -of course he just couldn't let her go without saying something about her comment. she should've just kept her mouth shut but she couldn't help how she felt. she made the effort, why couldn't he?- "here we go... it's not my fault people do stupid things and i have to check them for that. you knew this is what i always wanted, so please." -she rolled her eyes before looking back at the woman- "and i've cut back on my hours, so don't start.." -they continued to bicker before she could even answer the question herself. the interview just started and she was already more exhausted than she had been doing a full day's work- "anyway, um..for fun, is it weird to say that my job is probably where i have all my fun? i get to help people and spend time with my best friend who just happens to be my partner, which is a plus. i also enjoy hanging out with my family and my husband, even if we get into it sometimes. it's all out of love though, so no worries. i've always been the tom boy of the bunch but i'm still in touch with my girl side, there's nothing better than being a strong woman, you know? i'm a bit of a sport junky, mainly football and hockey because they're contact sports and it's nothing better or sexier than watching guys go at it." WOULD YOU SAY THOSE ACTIVITIES REFLECT WHO YOU ARE? -she learned from before that she would just keep her side comments to herself"yeah, of course. i've never been the type of girl to want to go shopping every weekend, or was too afraid to get dirty. i'm always up for a challenge and if one is brought to me, i have a hard time turning it down. competitive is the word i'm looking for and it's one of those things that's good in some ways but can also be bad at the same time. i think it stems from growing up in the huge family that i have, a majority of my extended family is all boys so us girls had to learn how to fit in and deal. growing up i hated being stuck in the house and learning how to cook when all i really wanted to do was go out and play with my everybody. i didn't understand what my tia's and my abuela were really doing, you know, i didn't get that they were teaching us how to be women. back then the only thing i knew was that i could race my cousin and beat him, i didn't know that there was a difference. i still don't think that there is a difference really, most of anything that a guy can do - so can we as women, if not then even a little better. even though i'm all tough, mentally and physically - i still have my feminine side that i like to indulge every now and again. i've grown to love cooking and i wish that i had more time for it but with work getting so busy lately, it's rare that i have the time. A COOL CAT LIKE YOU MUST HAVE A TON OF SUITORS FLOCKING TO YOU, HUH? -her fingers interlocked with her husband's on instinct as he talked about her. she places the back of her hand up to her mouth, biting on her index finger to keep her smile from showing. well, at least she knew that her heart still fluttered when he talked about her.- "how am i suppose to top that?! damn, um..i mean it's obviously my husband who is the only one flocking me. he's one of my best friend's and i know that i can trust him not only with my life but my heart as well. he's an amazing man on the inside as well as out and i'm so thankful that he was brought into my life." -to be honest she wasn't sure if there was someone else flocking her because she hadn't talked to paul about that night so many years ago. she wasn't sure if that night meant anything to him or if it was just the alcohol that made them do it. desiree had no clue and she never asked because she feared what his answer might have been.- COOL BEANS. THEY SAY YOUR FAMILY SHAPES WHO YOU ARE. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOURS? -as her husband talked about his family, she took the time to think of how she would answer the question. did she need to mention her mother? would that call for some more questions to be answered? whenever her mother was brought up she started becoming annoyed and fidgety, wanting to tell whoever brought it up to shut up and leave it alone. she released her husband's hand and placed her hands in her lap as she got ready to speak up. this was a therapy session however, so it needed to be done.- "i'd like to think that my family is pretty awesome, um..my mother's name is claudia and my father's name is david and they're both from the dominican republic. to be honest i don't really know that much about either of them because i was raised by my aunt marisol, actually me and my other three siblings were all raised by my tia because my mother found it easier to chase after a man than to raise us. claudia and david split a little while after having me and she moved on to the next guy and started the cycle all over again. four kids and four different fathers and last i heard she was still with the last one which is great, i guess." -she shrugs her shoulders before clasping her hands together in her lap- "i hope it works out for her, she seemed happy so that's all that matter right? so i have one older sister, veronica and two younger siblings, sofia and marco. we're all fairly close, veronica is back in the dominican while the rest of us are scattered across the states. sofia's in california while marco is in san antonio and i'm here because..well i just never left after we moved here first. my aunt is more like my mom in my eyes, i even call her mom and i call my biological mother by her first name. as far as i'm concerned a woman who can stand up and raise eight kids on her own, she's one hell of a woman and aspire to be just like her." -desire smiles at the thought of her family, they are the reason she goes out everyday and protects the people out in the world.- "like i said, besides my relationship with my parents - the rest of my family and i are as close as close can get without being weird." AND YOUR LIFE? TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST. I'M EAGER TO HEAR. -she twisted her hair around her fingers absently, zoning in and out of her husband's response as she had a mental replay of her life in her mind. after a few minutes it was her turn to go and she placed a small grin on her lips.- "do we have that kind of time?" -she asks with a laugh before licking her lips quickly before she continued- "i was born in the dominican republic, santo domingo to be exact and growing up there was amazing. i mean everything from the weather to the culture and a majority of my family being there, it was just a place i never thought that i'd leave. i figured that i'd spend my entire life there, go to school and later on raise a family and all that good stuff but life dealt a different card. for as long as i could remember my aunt raised me and my siblings, along with her own children in this small little house next door to my grandparents and my other relatives. my mother never was around, only on major holidays did she stop by but a little while after my sister was born - she stopped showing up all together. it hurt not only me but my family to our core that she would choose random men over us and because of that, i don't think i'd ever be able to forgive her." -she was beginning to feel uncomfortable and she began to shift around in her chair before exhaling- "but enough about that let's talk about something else, like us moving to the states. when i was like, i don't know eleven we moved here to maine so that we could have a better life. a bigger opportunity to make our dreams come true, at least i think that's how tia marisol put it.." -desiree lets out a quick laugh before glancing around the room- "i missed being back in my country but i knew that if my tia thought that this was a better place then she had to be right. if she says something it has to be true, at least that's how i invisioned it in my mind. mama marisol said it, so it must be true." "going to school here was different than back home, here instead of speaking spanish all of the time - we had to speak english and although it wasn't difficult it was challenging at times. i mean, it was so much easier for all of us to just talk to one another in our native language than in english where we knew little words here and there but not that much. so not only did we take english classes in school but we also learned outside of school, that way we wouldn't be left behind in the dust. my aunt and other relatives who gradually started coming to the states didn't feel the need to learn, they felt that their glory days had left them and it was up to us to carry the torch. they wanted us to go out and be better than they ever were and i'd like to think that we all did that in our own way. see, they wanted us to go to college and become these big name citizens and my older sister did, my two younger did and well i..i mean i tried it but it just wasn't my thing. it wasn't that i ever did bad in school, i actually did very well for myself but i just couldn't get into the classes and the environment. i gave myself a year to try it out and i didn't like it all that much, so i dropped out and signed up for the military." "my aunt wasn't all that thrilled about it, she didn't think it was safe for me to join something that was so male dominated. she was worried about my safety and i told her that she didn't need to worry, i knew how to take care of myself - i'm a tough broad. at first i was going to go with the marines and then i drifted towards the air force but then i landed on the coast guard and it was the one branch that she settled with. so once i had her blessing, i enlisted and started living my own life and it's been a great ride so far. while i was there it's where i met my partner, paul, and also my husband gavin - which is still weird for me to say sometimes. my husband. it's not that i never thought that i wouldn't get married, it's just that it's all surreal to me - a little bit." -she smiles a little herself, scratching the side of her face before looking up at the therapist- "but yeah, it wasn't love at first sight, at least not with me - i was more focused on furthering my career and hanging out with my friends, not looking for love. but life has a way of changing things up and after two years of dating, he proposed and we haven't looked back since." -she looked down at the ring on her finger, twisting it around a bit before looking back up at the woman- "anyway, what i was trying to achieve is becoming a cop, i remember seeing them when i was younger and thinking; wow, they look cool, i want to do what they do - which is exactly what i did when i was in the service. i went to ait for it an-..." -she stopped talking and frowned at the interviewer, after she heard the question she dropped her frown and smiled- "it stands for advanced individual training, it's where everyone goes after bootcamp is over to learn about their jobs. i wanted to be a cop so my schooling involved all things officer oriented." "i was in the coast guard for six years before i was honorably discharged and started making a name for myself in the brunswick precinct. i'm currently thinking of becoming a detective, i think it's high time that i move on to something new. i have a knack for solving crimes and i like trying new things and taking on new responsibilities. of course, being a detective would probably take away more of my time..so it's another thing i'm debating." What about a secret? Everyone has a secret. -she gets ready to answer but is cut off by the sound of her phone ringing which brings out a disgruntled sound from her husband. desiree could've sworn she turned her phone off or at least had put it on vibrate. oh great, this was going to start yet another fight.- "sorry, sorry. i thought i..sorry." -she hits the power button, shutting it down and places it back into her pocket. at least this gave her some time to think of what meaningless secret she wanted to spill.- "my relationship with my mother wasn't always the best and even though i told her that we'd work on our relationship..i honestly have no plans in doing so." -it hurt a tiny bit to say that but the majority of her heart was completely okay with it. she loved her mother, that was inevitable but as far as she was concerned that mother and daughter bond was broken.- "i'm over the whole thing but..i don't know. time will tell.." -desiree mentally sighed in relief when the therapist bought the so-called secret about her mother. everyone who had known des knew that her relationship with her mother was estranged, her real secret was something that she had been harboring since the night before her wedding. she had slept with her best friend, paul, on the eve of her wedding and she feels absolutely guilty over it. she has no idea why it happened --well-- she blames it on the alcohol but there's a part of her that feels differently. that maybe she wanted it to happen, she doesn't know because she tries her hardest to not to think about it but since she sees him every single day, it makes it difficult at times.- ALRIGHT. TIME'S ALMOST UP. TELL ME ABOUT YOUR DREAMS. QUICK! "a dream of mine is to have a kid someday, when neither of us are not so busy with work - to really settle down and have a kid or two. maybe, i don't know. we've tried in the past and for some unknown reason..it hasn't worked out. it's like my body can't handle it and it's..it's hard. i've had two miscarriages and after the second one, i haven't wanted to try since. -desiree's theory on this is the universe is punishing her for cheating on her husband and not telling him. it's denying her the one thing she use to desire the most and she feels until she comes clean, she'll never be able to bear a child. only problem is she has no intention of telling gavin what happened the night before their wedding, so she'll just learn to deal. she's always been good at adapting to her evironment, it's been tough but she's doing well.- AND THAT'S A WRAP. IT WAS NICE GETTING TO KNOW YOU. -she smiled tightly at the woman before her before glancing at gavin and offering him the same smile. desiree wasn't sure if this was a good idea as of yet, she didn't feel any different. if anything she felt the same, maybe a little bit worse - the awkward tension was thick in the air. she honestly felt like she couldn't even breathe.- "same here, thanks for your time." BEHIND THE MASK ALEXA | 21 | CENTRAL | LAM | TABITHA, MATTEO, ELVANA ..haha. just sign me up for that emergency crew! |
