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Should I Add A New group if so which one.

Poll ended at Thu Apr 04, 2013 5:08 am

A: Gay Couple
5
45%
B: Newly Weds
4
36%
C: Another Army couple
1
9%
D: Different Idea? (P.m me :P)
1
9%
 
Total votes : 11

Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Ohkami » Fri Apr 19, 2013 3:00 pm

XX Eddie XX

Eddie nodded as Aaron walked out of his bathroom, and walked into his kitchen. "Sure thing... Are you alright Aaron?" He had dropped the topic of language. Spanish was good, since it was close to French in ways. Eddie had taken Spanish in high school, since he had been fluent in French his entire life, and the school would not let him be in French class. He remembered the teaching telling him that when he spoke Spanish, he had a French accent, and he just smirked at it with a shrug, saying that if he ever went to Spain, he would just say he was from France. He didn't remember much of Spanish, but it was a step to helping Aaron. He fixed the scotch, a malt, called Campbeltown, that he always kept in stock. He had saw him reach to his pocket, before what looked almost like a breakdown, and then going off to the restroom. "Here," he went on, walking over to him with the drink, as he lightly placed a hand on Aaron's forehead to make sure he was alright, a worried look in his blue eyes as he looked into Aaron's own blue eyes.

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I looked over the mail. It was a few bills, as per normal. However, there was one thing I stopped a looked at, longingly, the key still in the mailbox as I did. Our bills said either to Aaron Ford or to Ren Curtis. However, there was one thing we got that always was for both of us, and simply would say "Mr and Mr Aaron and Ren". It wasn't anything major. Just the rent, which included electric, water, sewage, and garage pick up. It had both our names, since we were both on the lease. They didn't need to send us a bill per say, but did as a kind jester, so that everyone remembered when to pay. The rent was due on the first, but they gave us until the tenth to pay, just to help out. Aaron and I paid as soon as we got the letter. Easy and simple. No waiting or worry if they got the check. I rubbed our names, as if it was the last time I would see it, but shook the thought off. "Come on," I said, with a kind pat on Gambit's head, putting the mail in the inside pocket of the duster I had on. I remembered I left my jacket at the cafe' the night I got sick, and decided to walk there to get it back. Then I would turn right around and come back home. I just needed to get out and not think for a bit. Putting my ear buds in my ears, I turned on the music on my phone, and made sure it was a group that would have no love songs on it before walking on.
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Drops of Gold » Fri Apr 19, 2013 3:34 pm

.:Aaron Leveene Ford:.

I looked into Eddie's soft, caring blue eyes and forced a smile onto my face. Why did it have to be raining and why did Ren have to leave soon? I took a sip from the glass and felt a warm, gentle hand on my forehead, my eyes drifted back towards his own and I had a slight glimpse of what it'd be like with another person. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temple again. I couldn't cheat on Ren, I couldn't. Why did Eddie have to be so... Perfect? I took a glance at Eddie's lips and quickly looked away, my eyes full of guilt. I could feel my heart begin to beat fast as the hard liquor got into my system. I finished the drink in one sitting and sighed as the effects of the alcohol began to wear me down. "Eddie, I..." my words trailed off as I didn't want to say what my mind had thought. Often, when I was drunk, I had my foot in my mouth, saying whatever came to mind, but tonight I wasn't going to let that happen. The last words of that sentence lingered in the back of my mind like an awful ghost. want you to kiss me. I stood, scooting my chair out and checked the time on my watch. I finally found the right words to finish my sentence, feeling awful about them. "I should start heading home. Ren's expecting me and I don't want to be tired tomorrow. We can work on this tomorrow, same time and place?" I asked, the alcohol easily comforting me. When I heard my answer, I nodded and grabbed my belongings, thanked Eddie for the meal and the "help" and got in my Camaro. I hummed the song I had been working on and sighed, feeling every word pierce me like the cold ruthless rain outside. The song was Goodbye from Catch Me if You Can. I stumbled into the apartment, my vision partly blurry and saw Gambit gone. I sat down at our bar and set the tickets on the table. I walked into our bedroom and reached into my drawer, searching for the blue cube that held the precious diamond inside of it. I grabbed it and set it on the counter top as I poured another glass of scotch. It wasn't as good as the one Eddie had made since mine was just plain scotch. I ignored the burning sensation and took another large gulp, flipping the lid up and taking out the ring, holding it with my thumb and index finger. It's not like all hope was lost, but Ren seemed to think it was. Who knew if I would live with him in a month?
He was learned, purist, precise,
universal, a hard student, and at
the same time given to musing,
“even chimerical,” said his friends.
He believed in all the dreams:
railroads, the suppression of
suffering in surgical operations,
the fixing of the image in the camera
obscura, the electric telegraph, the
steering of balloons. Little dismayed,
moreover, by the citadels built upon
all sides against the human race by
superstitions, despotisms, and prejudices,
he was one of those who think that science
will at last turn the position. Enjolras was a
chief; Combeferre was a guide.

~Victor Hugo, Les Miserables
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby ~ Oh My Glob ~ » Fri Apr 19, 2013 3:45 pm

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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Ponzu » Fri Apr 19, 2013 3:46 pm

(course ^-^ )
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Ohkami » Sat Apr 20, 2013 6:36 am

XX Eddie XX

"Yeah. Sure. That's fine," Eddie replied to Aaron, but before he could say anything else, Aaron was out the door. Eddie clasped on his couch, with a heavy sigh, and hit the arm of the couch hard in frustration. Did he do something wrong? Just what was it? He pulled out his phone, and tossed in to the side of him. He hoped Aaron was okay, he looked a little tipsy when he walked out. Eddie cursed under his breath, and poured himself another glass of wine, and took a drink. That boy was driving him wild, and it both felt good and annoyed him. Another night alone, it seemed. And again, all to get home to that Ren. Just what did he see in someone who acted like love between the two of them was some forbidden sickness or something. Well, what better thing to do now then drown ones sorrows in some fine wine and Greek food. "Cheers."

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I walked to the cafe' from the weekend, and waved as my normal waitress walked over to me and Gambit. "Hey," I said, as I walked inside, to get dry from the rain, at least for a bit. "I think I left my jacket here this weekend. Saturday, I think. Do you still have it?" She laughed, lightly touching my shoulder, and walked in the back. I felt kind of bad for her. She was a good looking girl, but I wasn't into her. I had Aaron. At least, I think I had Aaron. I shook the thought out of my head, and walked to the side so that I wasn't in the way. The cafe' was so used to me, they didn't care about Gambit being inside. More so right now, since they knew it was raining, and he wasn't that wet. I made sure to keep the umbrella over both of us, and him close to me. The regular barista that mad my drinks, and walked over with a to-go cup, tell me it was on the house, since they heard from a friend about me getting sick. I thanked them, and again as I was handed my jacket. Telling them I still wasn't 100% better, and with an easy laugh, I walked out. With a light sigh, I thought about everyone here and everyone at the party tonight. It wasn't too far from here. Just a few blocs away. However, I looked down and smiled at Gambit. No, home would be better. I needed to get better, not worse. "Let's go home," I said softly, to my dog, and then walked on.
When I opened the door, I was startled to see someone inside. "You scared me," I told Aaron, as I unhooked Gambit's leash and let him to the kennel to dry off all the way, having already ran a towel on his feet just outside the door - I had brought a small hand towel with me, so I didn't have to worry about it when I got back to the flat. I took off my long jacket, and placed the umbrella and other jacket down, as I hung my keys by the door. I looked at the glass of scotch by Aaron, and the look on his face. Someone, this all looked too familiar. This was what he did when something was wrong. This was what I used to always come home. This was an angry and depressed Aaron. I thought I saw something on the bar, and in his hand, but didn't want to question it. Sometimes questioning things would start a fight, and I didn't want that right now. "What's wrong, love? I thought you wouldn't be home yet." I smiled lightly at him, as I took off my shoes, still at the door.
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Drops of Gold » Sat Apr 20, 2013 10:07 am

.:Aaron Leveene Ford:.
I was startled as well when Ren walked in and attempted to hide the items in my pocket. I stood up and stumbled over to Ren, looking at him. "Ren, I feel like you think I'm pulling away from you," I said, a worried look coming over my face. I walked over to him and looked at his beautiful face. "That isn't the case," I whispered. I clumsily searched my pocket and pulled out the tickets. "I want to show you how serious I am about us," I said softly, placing them in his hands. "It took my life savings since I'd gotten out of college," I explained, a small smile on my face. I left out the part about the ring as I wanted that to still be a surprise. I swallowed and looked at Ren. "I know it seems like Eddie and I have something, but we don't. You're the only one for me Ren," I said, looking into his eyes. It was always hard for me to express my feelings, especially in front of those I truly cared for. I always hid them behind alcohol and hoped I didn't just break down.
He was learned, purist, precise,
universal, a hard student, and at
the same time given to musing,
“even chimerical,” said his friends.
He believed in all the dreams:
railroads, the suppression of
suffering in surgical operations,
the fixing of the image in the camera
obscura, the electric telegraph, the
steering of balloons. Little dismayed,
moreover, by the citadels built upon
all sides against the human race by
superstitions, despotisms, and prejudices,
he was one of those who think that science
will at last turn the position. Enjolras was a
chief; Combeferre was a guide.

~Victor Hugo, Les Miserables
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Ohkami » Sat Apr 20, 2013 11:09 am

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I wasn't sure of all the words that were coming from Aaron's mouth. My eyes searched over him, as I watched him come over. He was drunk. I could tell, not just because I saw that glass on the bar, but because he could hardly walk, or stand. I tried to hang onto every word he said, with the smell of scotch on his breath, but I couldn't tell if what I was hearing was true. I looked down as he placed the tickets in my hand, and felt myself get sick as he told me how long it took him to save for them. For two tickets to Italy. It got worse when I saw the date of departure. I swallowed, trying to hold myself together. "Aaron, I..." I started, as I looked up and saw his eyes meetings mine. I was mixed up at his words. Maybe I was just being paranoid. I was so scared to lose him, that every little hint of something new scared me. So, to try to protect myself from being hurt, maybe I was putting up a barrier between us. I wiped at the tears on my face, feeling stupid for crying. I shook my head, and quickly wrapped my arms around his neck, slightly having to pull up, but not too bad due to our small height difference, and held him as close to me as I could, and as tightly as I could. "I'm so sorry, Aaron. I'm sorry." At this sudden moment, I felt every little fear I had about no longer being with Aaron hit me at once, and I couldn't help but breakdown. I didn't want to. Part of me wanted to just walk away, but the sound of the rain wasn't helping anything. Rain to me meant Aaron, and hearing it mixed with his voice made me weak.
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Drops of Gold » Sat Apr 20, 2013 11:24 am

.:Aaron Leveene Ford:.

I felt my body relax as Ren's arms wrapped around my neck. I sighed as I felt his warm, salty tears on my t shirt. At his words of saying sorry, I wondered why he was apologizing. It was my fault he felt like that. My blue eyes traveled down to the ground. I felt my muscles tense at the sound of rain and let out a slight huff. I couldn't take advantage of Ren, not now. I pulled away and checked my back pocket for the ring, worried Ren might see it. I closed my eyes in a long blink and watched Ren, wondering what it'd be like if he did leave me. What would I become? I'd probably have to go into a mental institute or rehab for alcohol abuse. I sat on the couch, rubbing my hands over my eyes and face. I wondered why there was so much pain right now. Leading up to these last couple of days, I was just fine. Ren and I were happy and, sure the whole being secret thing bugged me, but it wasn't as big as it was in that moment. I turned around, searching for Ren, afraid he'd left while I was zoning out. "Ren, I'm so sorry," I whispered, my hands falling to my sides. I lay on the couch, watching the rain and Ren's perfect body become mirrored in the dark TV screen. I licked my lips in frustration with myself.
He was learned, purist, precise,
universal, a hard student, and at
the same time given to musing,
“even chimerical,” said his friends.
He believed in all the dreams:
railroads, the suppression of
suffering in surgical operations,
the fixing of the image in the camera
obscura, the electric telegraph, the
steering of balloons. Little dismayed,
moreover, by the citadels built upon
all sides against the human race by
superstitions, despotisms, and prejudices,
he was one of those who think that science
will at last turn the position. Enjolras was a
chief; Combeferre was a guide.

~Victor Hugo, Les Miserables
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Ohkami » Sat Apr 20, 2013 12:03 pm

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I couldn't bring myself to move when Aaron pulled away from me. I just stood there, trying to catch my breath in our dim flat, feeling myself shaking. I couldn't break my eyes from him. Why did I fell like everything was suddenly falling apart, and we were trying to keep it together with broken string? I loved Aaron, I knew that. There wasn't another person on Earth I wanted to be with. No matter how hard I tried sometimes, I couldn't get him out of my mind. All I ever thought about every second of the day, was the next time I would get to see him. I just wanted to see him smile again. As he spoke my name to tell me sorry, I flinched at the words. I wasn't sure why. I suddenly thought that maybe it was a good thing I had to leave in a few days. Maybe we just needed some time apart. Since we moved in together, I couldn't remember the last time we didn't come home to each other. There was maybe a weekend or two that one of us was gone, but it was normally for a holiday, so really, we were both out of the flat and someplace else. Most times I had to leave to go shoot something or record something, I was only gone for a day, or less. If it was more than that, we made a vacation out of it, and went together. Maybe we just needed some time to think. I looked again at the tickets in my hand, and slowly, painfully, walked over to Aaron, laying them down on the table, not sure what to do or say. I didn't want to say the words I just thought. I didn't want to admit it.
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Re: Troubled <3 Love Semi-lit Open

Postby Drops of Gold » Sat Apr 20, 2013 12:25 pm

.:Aaron Leveene Ford:.

I felt my muscles relax as the alcohol settled into my veins. I breathed out a long sigh as I watched Ren set the tickets down on the table. I fought my closing eyelids to no avail. They fell shut and I dreamed I was running away from something, alone in the dark. Alcohol always made my dreams worse and it killed me to wake up and not catch the ending. I woke up with a start. It was dark and I was afraid my dream had come true. I shook my head to clear it and felt my pocket for the ring. My stomach dropped when I couldn't find it and I looked around the room. My system had restarted and the alcohol was drained. I felt a strange sniffling in my nose and mucus down the back of my throat. My stomach swirled with everything I had consumed and I ran to the bathroom. I sat hunched over the toilet and felt a worse headache than I normally did when I was hung over. Could Ren have still been contagious? The thought of getting sick now made the feeling come again and I sighed, flushing the toilet and wincing at the loud sound. I pulled out my phone and googled my symptoms. So, I was either wasted a few hours ago or I had mono. I knew I wasn't since I could remember it vividly. My stomach dropped and I sent a text to Eddie. Ren's going out of town and I think I have mono. Can you stay here to take care of me? If not, I'll just stay with my parents. I then emailed the director and threw up again. Ren couldn't know I was sick. I would just act like I was hungover. I reached for my dark sun glasses and put them on my face. I sighed and hoped I'd get better by opening night. At least I was giving the understudy a chance...
He was learned, purist, precise,
universal, a hard student, and at
the same time given to musing,
“even chimerical,” said his friends.
He believed in all the dreams:
railroads, the suppression of
suffering in surgical operations,
the fixing of the image in the camera
obscura, the electric telegraph, the
steering of balloons. Little dismayed,
moreover, by the citadels built upon
all sides against the human race by
superstitions, despotisms, and prejudices,
he was one of those who think that science
will at last turn the position. Enjolras was a
chief; Combeferre was a guide.

~Victor Hugo, Les Miserables
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