Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.
Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.
Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.
River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.
I may not have ever been in this exact situation but I know enough about guilt and blaming yourself to know what must be going through her head right now. Even though I can't read minds, I can tell enough just by her body language that she's wishing she was the one instead of him and it's killing me to see her this way. She keeps holding herself tighter and tighter till I fear she might pop a blood vessel somewhere vital or at least cause bruises on herself. I want to gently pry her arms away to save her skin but I'm afraid that if I touch her, she might implode or something. I don't want to trigger anymore grief than she's already feeling and to be honest, I'm just awkward around crying girls to begin with. She looks up at me about the time I'm pulling my hand back. I look at her almost apologetically but there's a flash in her eyes that tells me maybe she wouldn't have made me regret that decision so much after all. I never know to react in these situations, what to do to make it at least a little more bearable. I never know which girls like to be touched and which want to be left alone, who will slap my helping hand away and who will lean into it for strength. I want to be her strength but I don't want to force anything on her and if she doesn't want affection right now, I'm not about to make her push me away for something so stupid. I just want to be there for her. It seems to get through to her a little when I tell her that Aiden wouldn't want her like this. There's a flicker in her eyes that maybe I'm right and that makes me feel a little better. So he was a good guy then if she can instantly know he wouldn't want her blaming herself. I hate the guys who manipulate and bully, the ones who always take their girlfriend on a guilt trip for not putting out or wanting a new makeup brush or something else petty and stupid. At least I know now Aiden wasn't like that and it makes me feel better. He must have treated her right then. She acquieses in a soft agreement and though I know it doesn't mean that poof, she's better and I don't have to worry anymore, at least I do know that she will not be so depressed and maybe she'll want to eat instead of going bulimic or something else of that nature. Maybe she can at least put one foot in front of the other and grieve in a healthy way instead of wishing herself dead every five minutes. That's all I can ask for. As she moves off the couch, I lean back a little, giving her room in case she wants a bubble or something but she surprises me by coming to me and leaning into me, her whole body melting into mine like she wants something and this time, I'm more than happy to oblige. With a warm smile on my face, I curl my arms around her protectively, pulling her in close so that she an cry or just hide her face or whatever it is she wants to do. I reach out now, my hand gingerly stroking her hair, trying to find something comforting to do. I smile wider at her thanks. "Not a problem at all, sweetheart. You're worth it. I'll be here for you." My eyes widen a little in surprise when I feel her soft lips on my cheek and my eyes practically glow with affection, knowing she's only thanking me for being here but even so, it means something. I sigh and continue to hold her, ready to be like this for just a few minutes or even hours on end. I wouldn't mind either way. My muscles won't fatigue or cramp and when she's ready, I'll be here to help her back to her feet and cook her a meal or carry her to bed. Whatever she needs, I won't leave her until she asks me to. |