User:Danaemerritt/pagetitle/1 character study

Mr. Q Danǽ Merritt

Mr. Q was born to a prestigious Italian family. His parents were powerful and well-known to the city and the media. He had an older brother, of whom much was expected, demanded, really. His brother, who we’ll call Henry, didn’t seem to mind his given role or treatment, as that was mostly his personality, to step into the ‘family business’ as it were. The family over all was lukewarm on the outside, but very cold overall, with individual rivalries and competitions, and worst of all, the parents had favorites. The father, a lawyer, favored Henry, while the mother, who was a very sly, manipulative, and cold woman, the unseen director, favored Mr. Q. He was hands-down the black sheep and everyone knew it and made no efforts to hide the fact, telling it to his face. His father not-so-secretly abhorred Q’s occupation as a nurse and later an EMT, considering Q to be a pansy and a weak man because of his caring and ‘lack of backbone’. While his family was scheming and backstabbing, Q was the epitome of kindness and caring, always insisting that good be done. The words saint, hero, and martyr could be applied to him with all honesty as Q was selfless. His selflessness did not end at his family and friends. He would help anyone he saw who was in need, being the definition of a helping hand. Far from hating his own family for the wrongs done, despite being exploited by them time and time again, Q still loved them. He used to wear the ‘rose-colored’ glasses, do not be mistaken, but he saw their faults and still recognized them for what they were and accepted them, both the mistakes and his family. His bond with Henry was very close, uncommonly close, despite being used and thrown to the wolves, not to mention the media, by his brother. They were often turned against each other by their parents, who would try to pit them against each other for their own causes. The siblings, however, while occasionally buying into their parental crap, would, in the end, remain very much brothers. As a nurse, he used to sit in with the terminally ill, also known as ‘the dying’. This didn’t bother him, despite being hazed constantly by his family, sometimes in good humor, about it. His mother claimed to like his chosen profession, that he put himself through school by himself without the use of his father’s money. She said there were too many lawyers in the family. Although the validity of her claim is doubtful considering her sly nature. Q felt that just because people were dying didn’t mean that they should be neglected or pushed aside, they are still people. His patients and their families loved and adored him for his level of caring for complete strangers that he integrated into his own life. After having an epiphany, he realized that while good was being done through him with the terminally ill patients, he had a calling elsewhere.