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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 0:30:00 GMT -5
"Not when we were arguing! I was going to do that before and I was just turned away from you, I didn't walk anywhere when we were speaking." Brandon pushed her over onto her side, giving her an annoyed glare and then shaking his head at her. "You were crying." He said, leaning over her, one arm behid her back and his stomach pressing against her hips, his head cocked to the side.
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Post by Milk on Mar 4, 2008 0:32:08 GMT -5
Bella kept her eyes low. "No I wasn't." she denied untruthfully. She didn't want him of all people knowing she was crying. She kept her gaze away from him, her pink eyes dark and moody.
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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 0:35:39 GMT -5
"I was watching you cry." Brandon replied lowly, watching her still, he leaning closer. "You should go home." He stated and then slowly moved away from her body, laying back and letting the rains water plaster his bland hair to his smooth and pale face.
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Post by Milk on Mar 4, 2008 0:37:26 GMT -5
"And you should go to school, but I don't see you doing that either." she growled, pulling her knees to her face and then hiding her face. I hate you. she thought, wanting to beat him up and cry more about her life. Where's freakin' MEgan when you need her? she thought.
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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 0:41:12 GMT -5
"Cry." Brandon demanded, sitting up straight quickly and glaring at her. "You're a wimp, you know that?! Quit running away from your fucking problems and face your life, it's just the way it was supposed to happen and you're going to have to deal with that!" He growled into her ear, one of his hands grabbed onto her wrist so she couldn't run away again.
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Post by Milk on Mar 4, 2008 0:44:11 GMT -5
Bella looked at him, her eyes fire red. "Don't tell me what to do!" she yelled, shoving him away and trying to break his grasp. She hated being told what to do.
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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 0:46:03 GMT -5
He smirked and held onto her wrist tighter. "I'm going to keep saying shit like that until you cry, so just do it and get it over with. Don't keep it in you little wuss, you can't even keep your own emotions in check, you're hopeless." Brandon told her, eyes dark and staring at her.
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Post by Milk on Mar 4, 2008 0:48:21 GMT -5
A fist met his nose and suddenly she was on top of him, beating the crap out of him. He was enflaming her inner fire, which wasn't the smartest thing to do at her young age. Control= lack of it. "You're a mother-fucker! An asshole! A douchbag! WHy the fuck did I have to go to jail today, god damnit! I never would have met you you prick!" she yellled, her fist hitting his cheek again. Her body was warm from inner flames warming her outter.
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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 0:52:16 GMT -5
Brandon took it for a while and finally stopped her by grabbing onto her wrists and planting them on either side of his torso. "You think that hurts... hn... You're sadly mistaking. Like i thought you could do any damage in the first place." He said, his voice darker then before, he had a cut on his cheek from the skin tearing and a cut on his lip to, they were both slowly beginning to bleed. "Bella... You need this, because you're weak."
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Post by Milk on Mar 4, 2008 0:54:47 GMT -5
Bella glared down at him, trying to get free. She was panting in anger. She was really beginning to hate him. I will not cry. Not in front of you! she thought, beginning to struggle under his hands. "Lemmego!" she yelled, struggling harder and tearing her skin a bit on her wrists.
((aah...stubborn characters...got to love 'em...(kinda)))
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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 0:59:52 GMT -5
((Lol. Yeah.))
He shook his head, his grip tightening again to an almost breaking point. "Bella..." Brandon purred, rolling their bodies over, they were both muddy and wet. He had her pinned to the ground roughly. "Don't make me hurt you anymore. Just cry and you can hit me all you want, you can hate me more to."
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Post by Milk on Mar 4, 2008 1:01:51 GMT -5
Bella glared up at him, no longer struggling. She felt weak...Pitiful. Tears broke through finally and she turned her face away. She let the tears fall, but refuest to look at him while she cried.
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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 1:05:36 GMT -5
His grip loosened on her and he sat up more, getting off of her and sitting on the ground. Brandon pulled her body up and to him so she could lean against him, he didn't watch her cry though, just listened to it. "I cry when I can't face reality to." The teenager whispered to her softly.
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Post by Milk on Mar 4, 2008 1:07:50 GMT -5
Bella cried a bit more at what he whispered. "I don't get it! WHy did they have to die? It doesn't make sense! THey weren't drunk, the fat bastard was...They had their seat belts on...drove the speed limit...How come they had to die? Why didn't the drunk die? Why didn't he go to jail?" she asked, all mostly rhetorical questions. In truth, her parents had only died a few months ago. With all sorts of different problems going on at her new home, school, and her friends, she hadn't had anyone to cry to.
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Post by Koops on Mar 4, 2008 1:11:14 GMT -5
His arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him and tucking her head under his chin. Every now and then Brandon could be nice, even to a girl he'd probably only meet once. "Let it all out, Bella." He murmered, the rain pouring down on the even harder, they probably weren't even visable to anyone at the moment besides each other.
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