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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:08:15 GMT -5
no but seriously heeeelp meee does she apologize? whaaat?
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:11:02 GMT -5
hmmmm well we could leave them on bad terms and skip time again lol or not
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:12:59 GMT -5
eeks what would he respond to better? 8o probably now maybe? because if we skip he has time t compse himself and harden his heart again. lol
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:13:59 GMT -5
u r probs right lol
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:16:03 GMT -5
okay i shall try my best oh geez she shouldnt have slapped him you should have convinced me not to make her lol
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:17:28 GMT -5
does she have to play the sad card he has never seen her be really be sad before
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:18:59 GMT -5
hehehehe >B^)
hmmmm honestly idk maybe???
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:19:33 GMT -5
their whole relationship rests in your hands now you must make the decisions for us //shrivels
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:20:29 GMT -5
i shall make a post for us, then torf you must not take three more days after this d8
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:28:07 GMT -5
OH NO THIS IS TOO MUCH POWER WHAT IF I MESS UP
ill try not to
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:31:04 GMT -5
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:31:24 GMT -5
alright give me like 20 minutes and it shall be up ^^
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:32:48 GMT -5
20 minutes jfc slow down sonic
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:34:21 GMT -5
i edited my post up there heehee
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:38:43 GMT -5
NOOOOOOOOOO
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:39:07 GMT -5
lmao tho PERFECT USE OF THAT FACE
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:40:34 GMT -5
Realizing what she had just done, Bree took a horrified step back. Never was she a violent person, EVER. She had never laid her hands on anybody like she had just done with Luke. But, perhaps, she was even more horrified by her rant. Years ago, she had vowed to always lift Luke up, no matter how he had acted. And in this very moment, she wasn't ranting to lift him up, she was ranting because she was genuinely furious with how he had been acting. She tucked her hands under her armpits, and a look of consternation crossed her face. When he turned to leave, she scowled. It was always, ALWAYS like that with him. He always left first, and he rarely fought back. It was so unsatisfactory when you argued with someone, and they didn't respond back. And that was exactly why she had flown at him just a few moments before. sneak peak
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:44:07 GMT -5
AHHHHHHH I NEED MORE OMG
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:44:27 GMT -5
if you leave me hanging fo r 3 days i swear
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:49:21 GMT -5
Now you now I felt //sobs
Almost done!
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:50:46 GMT -5
Another sneak peek "Stop! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Bree started to sob in her panic. The poor woman was absolutely petrified that she would never be able to live with herself again.
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Post by torr on Jan 1, 2017 23:53:50 GMT -5
why are you doing this to me the suspense
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Post by Amber on Jan 1, 2017 23:59:16 GMT -5
Her fingers gently curled around his arms. A brief feeling of dejevu wafted across her memories, but she hastily pushed it aside. She couldn't think of how he would react moments from now. She would be fine, as long as he wouldn't mess around with her emotions like he had before. I swear no going to bed until i post the whole thing
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Post by torr on Jan 2, 2017 0:00:00 GMT -5
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Post by Amber on Jan 2, 2017 0:11:33 GMT -5
Realizing what she had just done, Bree took a horrified step back. Never had she been a violent person, EVER. She had never laid her hands on anybody like she had just done with Luke. But, perhaps, she was even more horrified by her rant. Years ago, she had vowed to always lift Luke up, no matter how he had acted. And in this very moment, she wasn't ranting to lift him up, she was ranting because she was genuinely furious with how he had been acting. She wanted him to feel the pain she had felt all those months ago. She tucked her hands under her armpits, a look of consternation crossing her face. When he turned to leave, she scowled. It was always, ALWAYS like this with him. He always left first, and he rarely fought back. It was so unsatisfactory when you argued with someone, and they didn't respond back. And that was exactly why she had flown at him just a few moments before.
And then when he turned around, her eyebrows furrowed warily. And when he started ranting himself, her eyes widened in utter surprise. All along, this boy could preach! When he was finished with his own rant, she took a hesitant step back, a look of confusion spreading across her features. When he finally turned away, she took a shaky breath. None of this was really a surprise for her. And being away from him for so long, it didn't upset her as much as she thought it would. Tthe only thing that continuously bothered her was the belief he had about her lying to him out of sheer malice. A heavy silence floated in the air for what seemed like an eternity, for her. She just stood there awkwardly as thoughts and realizations flitted around in her brain.
Before she even knew it, she approached him, albeit a bit less angry this time. But a look of panic had settled on her features. It couldn't end this way. If it had to end at all, it HAD to end on a neutral note. She rushed past him, and halted in front of him, displaying her arms out in front of her. "Stop!" She begged, placing her hands on his arms.
"Stop! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Bree started to sob in her panic. The poor woman was absolutely petrified that she would never be able to live with herself again. "I didn't mean to hit you! I swear!" Her fingers gently curled around his arms. A brief feeling of dejevu wafted across her memories, but she hastily pushed it aside. She couldn't think of how he would react moments from now. She would be fine, as long as he wouldn't mess around with her emotions like he had before.
"I just couldn't take it anymore. The hatred, everything. It was too much..." Never would she have resorted to begging, but she knew that desperate times called for desperate measures. "I know you don't care about me. I do not even care if you care about me, at all. You never cared in the first place. But I couldn't stand the seething glares or the hatred that you are showing me. You won't look at me, you won't speak to me, you can't even STAND me. All I wanted to do was work in peace. Keep the past behind us, and just act like strangers that can coexist..." Her grip on his upper arms tightened briefly before they loosened.
"I WANT you to be happy with yourself. Be bold, self-confident, ANYTHING! I am SO happy that you are content with yourself, and the people you now have in your life." She became silent for a few brief moments, before continuing. "I never want to put someone down like I just did." Sighing deeply, she shut her eyes. "I don't want to get closer to you. I just want the past to be behind us. If we ever cross paths, let us not be overcome with anger..." She chewed on the inside of her cheek briefly, before continuing once again. "Months ago, we were growing apart. I wanted to do something with you, and then, seeing those girls, I got jealous. Do you remember what you asked me? You asked why you weren't capable hanging out with pretty girls. And then, I told you that you COULD. That there was nothing wrong with you at all. There were so many positive traits you had, if you just let people closer, then everyone would love you." Her eyes remained firmly shut. "I do not know how, but you took it the wrong way. Now I know why. You thought I was lying to you when I told you I loved you." Her eyes slowly opened, and she tilted her head to peer up at him.
"And then, you proceeded to do this..." she smiled hesitantly, mimicking his response months ago. And then her hands traveled slowly down his arms, gently taking the arm away from his face, before she pulled his hands down and grasped them tightly. She gave them a soft squeeze, and stepped closer until they were only a few inches apart. "And then, you said you understood. You understood that you never wanted to see me again."
Her eyes closed once more. "Do not tell me you had no feelings for me back then. That you hated me. Because it is a lie. You did care what I thought about you, back then. That's why you got so mad. But I never knew that." Taking another deep breath, she opened her eyes again. She observed his features, a flash of guilt crossing her eyes when they landed on his reddened cheek. "Luke..." For the first time in months, she used his name. At this point, she wasn't petty enough to care that he would never use hers again. "I am not asking for an apology. A fixed friendship. Nothing. In a few weeks, we will never see each other again. What I am asking for...is forgiveness. And belief. Please believe me when I say that I love dyou back then...that I NEVER wanted to hurt you. That I wasn't lying. And please, please forgive me..." She was laying everything out on the table now. Although her pride was injured now, when she looked back years from now, she would feel content. Content that she had tried everything possible. "Luke...please." She was in a state of near hysterics. It couldn't end like last time. Tears streamed down her cheeks, as she clutched tightly onto him. "Please forgive me."
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Post by Amber on Jan 2, 2017 0:12:06 GMT -5
Taaddaaaaa now its your turn 83 you like?
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Post by Amber on Jan 2, 2017 0:16:32 GMT -5
Torr? TOOOOOOOOORRRRR?
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Post by Amber on Jan 2, 2017 0:24:33 GMT -5
OMG Torr I told you not to leave! //sobs
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Post by torr on Jan 2, 2017 0:28:21 GMT -5
whoops sorry was on youtube lol im gonna read rn
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Post by Amber on Jan 2, 2017 13:20:19 GMT -5
I am having so many feels reading this post and listening to slow music
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