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[mydadleftme]

>>J.I.N.X.X<<
Jinxx simply sighed heavily, leaning back in his chair and staring at Sammi, unsure of what to say. He wasn't sure why he had never thought that maybe she had given up on him and moved on, he didn't blame her, he probably would have to. But it still came as a major blow to him. And what about that kiss in his driveway only moments before? And her saying she loved him, and how he had responded that he loved her too? It was all so confusing to him now. Clearing his throat, he stood up, running a hand through his hair. He didn't want to be the one to stand in the way of Sammi being happy again, and if she wanted to marry this guy, fine. "I uh, I think you should probably leave," he said quietly, looking away from her now. Saying those words hurt him, as he didn't want her to leave, but he needed time to figure things out.

[kopus]

That one was a heart breaker. And we didn't even get to the kissing scene. xD Give me a second.

[mydadleftme]

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Tears fell with every word. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself. She couldn't take it any longer. It was the moment of realization that hit her full force. She hated herself for losing their baby. She wanted to hurt herself, and through out the years, hurting Jeremy was the best way to hurt herself. She was a crying, shaking mess, and she couldn't take not having Jeremy's arms around her anymore. In one slow, heart-fluttering step, she got so close to Jeremy. She kissed him hard, making up for the years she'd dreamed of the moment. Her heart was melting. It was falling apart and then falling in reverse on an agonizing repeat. She buried her face in his chest, held him tightly, and just cried. She wanted him back. She was tired of pretending she hated him. She was tired of pretending that him coming back for her hadn't made her feel like she's just walked through the gates of Heaven.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," she said. "I'm sorry."

{{Yeah we did xD
And yes, it was very heart-breaking. I feel so bad for the both of them now ;n;}}

[kopus]

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Her eyes narrowed slightly. She shook her head, almost dumbly. "We haven't talked for four years, you come to my house out of the blue, and sure I gave you a rough ride, but you don't get to do this," she said. "You don't get to kick me out and act like a sullen little kid. That's my job, and I'm done with it, okay? You have no idea how strange of a situation this is for me, okay? You have no idea. I've been having to juggle two different lives with two different men, and don't you dare act like I was the last girl you slept with."

[sighcotic]

{Bump for my post o:}

[Jaybat]

(Freaking short posts...)

Roxanne

For a few moments after she walked outside, she stood still in one spot for about five minutes. Her mind was wandering, and it was really starting to make her mad. Roxanne was staring at the ground, but she wasn't actually seeing it. It was blurry and distorted, and it looked... weird. The music, in combination with the funny fuzzy ground was making her head spin.

Roxanne blinked every so often to get herself to focus, and she shook her head. That worked great. Then she started moving, taking very slow steps across the lawn, and that helped even more. She was focusing much more. A different song played on my iPod, and it was a lot louder and faster than the previous one. That definitely helped.

Then she heard something else that wasn't part of the song. She looked up for a second and blinked, very confused for a few moments. Roxanne just stared at the truck that pulled up. It took her a few moments to realize that she'd seen the truck before, and it took her even longer to figure out where. Then came the dog, and Roxanne smiled. She knew where he came from. She watched Trixy as he came towards her. She figured that Jake was nearby, probably in the truck, but for the moment she chose to ignore that fact.

CC

Apparently the ground was just as interesting as the wall inside. Why was he staring at the ground? What was so interesting about it? There wasn't anything. He as just distracting himself, which was stupid. There was no reason to do that. Just being stupid and scared. CC shook his head at himself and forced himself to walk. He had no idea where he was going, but he didn't care. He recognized the places he walked by, but he didn't stop. He just needed to move and keep moving. If he stopped, his mind would start bringing up painful memories. Not that he wanted to forget those, he just wasn't in the right mood to remember them now.

Like Ophelia. He didn't want to think about what she thought of him now. Of course, CC wanted to know, but he couldn't. Not yet. He thought he was being stupid and trying to run away, but he couldn't help it. He didn't want to deal with it right now. Except he did. Some part of him, some part that he was ignoring, really, really wanted to know. It wanted to go back to the way things were years ago, even though he knew that it wouldn't happen. There was no way that could happen, so why did he want it to? The past was the past, and CC knew that he couldn't always think of it like that, but he could for now. On some level, it was easier to just ignore it for now.

He kept finding things to distract himself from his mind, but it didn't work for very long. He glanced up every so often to make sure that he wasn't going to run into anything, even though there wasn't that much directly in his path that he could actually hit. Concentrating on the things in his way did help clear his mind a little bit, though, so that's exactly what he did.

[Helmuth]

{{ So here's my horrible post. }}

Ashley wasn’t expecting her to be there. He was truly expecting an empty house, leaving his knock on the door unheard, echoing in the chambers of his empty heart. And he was about to leave, fearing the worst. She had left. The girl in denim wasn’t his. And he knew, he knew if he had left over all of that time, never giving her a call, then he didn’t deserve her. He didn’t.
So he turned, his boots shuffling away. Hurt edging into his heart. But this is what he deserved. And he was about to walk off the porch when suddenly the sweet smell of reality and freshness was in his arms. So small and thin she was… so frail and crushable. And yet, it was happening. She was here.
“I thought…” His words came out as a shock whisper. But he shoved the thought away, knowing that this wasn’t a dream. She was here. He held her close, his arms softly embracing her. All of the soft, warm feeling grew strong his heart. He pulled away, wanting to know that this was really happening. His hands cradled her lit face and those starry eyes that stared back at him. “Vintage.” He breathed, utterly surprised and doleful with himself. And then hate began to break, eating at him. He pulled away, furious. “Don’t touch me, this will be over in a minute.” He said sharply. His hands bawled into fists, wanting to pound something. But he didn’t break anything. He rubbed his mouth, fuming with himself. Finally, he turned back to her… and this time, there were tears in his eyes. “I wasn’t… wasn’t expecting you to be here.”

[sighcotic]

❤ vintage foster • single • twenty-two • wearing • timid

Vintage squeaks, watching as he balls up his fists in fury. She internally breaks as he turns back to face her, noticing the tears welled up in his orbs. "I.... I never left, Ashes." She says simply, reaching up to gently wipe away Ashley's tears. "Don't." Vinny mutters quietly before taking Ash's hand, leading him into her now dead silent house. She shuts the old door, her icy gaze still aimed up at him. "Why would you think I would leave?" The fragile girl asks quietly, curious to know his response. The soft jingling of her cat's collar echoes throughout her home, breaking the silence that lingered for a while.

{this sucks. .-.}

[kopus]

{{ Yes! We are back on the rp again. And yet none of my other role-play partners on other role-plays have replied to me. -- Anyway, this one is going to be stupidish.:P

ｊａｋｅ

Jake laced his fingers together nervously as he looked out the window to see Roxanne with little Trixy. It took a few long moments to open the car door and get out of his seat but once he managed that he didn't move from the cars' location. Roxanne and Trixy were roughly around ten or fifteen feet from him and the car but he didn't move. He wanted to but he didn't. Silence grew from them both while the only thing that happened was Trixy being snuggled. Jake leaned back his head in irritation at himself. Why could he not say anything to her? He had left for years, even if they were in contact by phone for a few years after. the years he'd been gone counted up to something like six or seven but those first three years he talked to her on the phone every day but than it faded out through the years until no phone calls at all. Jake sucked in a breath and walked over to her. Roxanne was the same, maybe older and a little more broken but she was still the same Roxanne that Jake dearly loved, or said he loved. He was garbled, and couldn't think now. Only a few feet away and ... "Roxanne ..." A warm smile grew on his face. Sadly, Jake's words were stupid. That's all you have? He thought to himself. Looking down at Trixy at Roxanne's feet, Jake was disappointed to figure out that his dog was not going to give him any advice or help for this one. Jake ruffled his hair with his hand, turning around in every direction nervously until he finally set his eyes on hers. "I've missed you."

[mydadleftme]

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Her eyes narrowed slightly. She shook her head, almost dumbly. "We haven't talked for four years, you come to my house out of the blue, and sure I gave you a rough ride, but you don't get to do this," she said. "You don't get to kick me out and act like a sullen little kid. That's my job, and I'm done with it, okay? You have no idea how strange of a situation this is for me, okay? You have no idea. I've been having to juggle two different lives with two different men, and don't you dare act like I was the last girl you slept with."

>>J.I.N.X.X<<
He sighed, running his hand through his black hair again, this time his hand rubbing the back of his neck in something between frustration and something else. "Listen, I'm not trying to be the sullen little boy, alright? I'm trying to sort these things out. This is all very confusing and almost aggravating, and I know you feel the same way. I don't blame you for moving on. If it was something you wanted to do, then who am I to stop you," he replied, looking around the room aimlessly for a moment before letting his gaze come to a stop on Sammi, the frown still set on his lips. "You shouldn't have to try and juggle the two different lives anymore. You don't deserve being forced to do that..."

{{wb}}