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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 16:52:19 GMT -5
"I didn't see him looking at her that way," she said. "but it makes sense..." She hummed. "This may turn out to be more difficult than I thought it would be...If Chase is putting his moves on her, she might fall cause he's a- please forgive me for saying this, but he's a decent guy."
"Where should I start?" she reluctantly caved, feeling bad since he was trying so hard. Stephen leaned back and crossed her arms, wondering where AngelCakes was.
They're dead, she answered and licked his fingers. She crawled into his lap and curled up, purring softly. And just cause you don't understand animals means we don't hurt your feelings, she muttered.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 17:08:35 GMT -5
Hayven nodded, the word's she spoken searing his mind. "Yeah, well, that makes sense, since life's been pretty decent to him. I mean, look at the guy, he's a doctor." Her words had obviously struck a soft spot in him, though he tried not to let it get to him. "I'm sorry for snapping, Colby." Hayven immediately apologized. "It's just, its a lot easier to be decent and all that noble shit when you've lead a soft life."
"Wherever feels right." Chase said, leaning back in his seat as he listened.
Damon petted her, his thoughts drifitng off as he spoke."You hungry?" he suddenly asked the cat, glancing down at her. "We've got some tuna and milk downstairs if you want it." he offered, shrugging.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 17:16:31 GMT -5
"I know, and I know that saying that hurt but...Hayven...Girls want decent guys. That's like...Number two on the list!" she said, looking worried for Damon. "I just hope she picks Damon..."
"...Personally, I hate therapy. I always drop out cause normally...I don't like to discuss me. My job used to be to discuss everything about someone else other than me." Stephen paused. "My parents ditched me with my aunt when I was five. Seriously, I can't do this unsedated?" she asked.
She shook her head. She would eat later. At least nodding and shaking she could do. And counting. She could be a smart cat, she figured. Kat licked his hand and nuzzled it, hoping she was offering him some mental solace.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 17:27:39 GMT -5
"Whats number one on the list?" Hayven asked, confusion on his face. "Oh, and, I was hoping I didn't have to remind you of this one, but look who you ended up with. I mean, I'm not exactly the epitome of a decent guy. I don't have a job- not a good one, unless you count ADH, but that's dangerous and doesn't pay all that much- I'm not a college graduate, I used to sleep around all the time, and I'm sure as hell not responsible. Your happy you ended up with me though, right?" Hayven asked, hoping he hadn't just talked her out of marrying him.
"Stephen, I know it's painful, but you have to if you ever hope to overcome your problems." Chase said, not willing to let her off the hook so quickly.
Petting her again, Damon leaned back in his chair. "You know, I think your about the only friend I have right now- guess that makes you my best friend." he said, laughing bitterly. "You don't mind, do you? Cause it doesn't really matter if you don't, but I figure I should ask just to be polite." Damon drawled, wishing he could do something- anything to numb pain.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 17:51:30 GMT -5
"Number one is abilities in bed, and I know you aren't exactly dictionary definition of decent, but you treat me very well and don't sleep around anymore. Decent just means 'treats me as I want to be treated.' And you do that for me," she said and kissed him. "Better than how I want to be treated even- I'm like a princess!" SHe hugged him tightly.
She sighed and looked away as she continued. "They left me with my aunt. My aunt verbally abused me all the time...Called me dumb, worthless, piece of shit, ugly, fat, irresponsible, replacable...She beat at my self-esteem all the time...She used to not feed me right because I was 'fat' so that when I started to not eat a lot...and that grew into anorexia...Middle school it got worse as I went through hormone changes. Now I was a 'slut...bitch, good-for-nothing-whore, et cetera..." She sighed. "Purging was a good way to lose weight quicker and stop eating since your mouth tasted nasty, so I did that for awhile in high school." She paused for input.
She shook her head and rubbed against him, then crawled up on his chest and stood on her hind legs and licked his chin.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 17:57:14 GMT -5
"And plus, I'm excellent at number one." Hayven laughed as he hugged her, his mischevious grin back on his face. "And I'll be able to prove that to you again once you little tykes pop out." he said, looking down at her stomach as if to tell them to come out already.
Chase was silent as he listened to her, nodding but saying nothing as she paused. Nodding his head when she looked to him for input, her urged her to go on.
"Well, aren't you affectionate." he laughed, stroking her gently. "Guess we both could use a little comforting." he said as he continued to pet her.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 18:07:56 GMT -5
Colby laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I agree...Two more weeks, maybe less if I go in prematurely," she said, looking afraid. "God, that's going to hurt like hell..." she mumbled.
"My friend Beth used to care for me when she could...But I quickly picked up a way of acting that made her worry less..." She sighed. "After high school we went into the modeling business, she as a model, me as her assistant. My boss was a picky bitch so I tried to look good like the models had to...I didn't sleep around or anything...I've had a few scares though from my few interactions...I got pregnant once, and miscarried...I don't date very often, cause work...I like drinking cause it numbs me...that's pretty much my life..." she said, staring at the wall. "Can I go find my cat?"
Kat mewled and spotted a mouse. She bolted from him instinctually and chased it, running into the wall. She saw that the mouse bolted to the bathroom, through the bathroom, and into the next-door room. Then she bolted of the room and sniffed, following the scent of the mouse.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 18:25:16 GMT -5
"Don't worry, love. I'll be with you the whole way." he reassured her. "And your strong- you'll do wonderfully." he said, squeezing her hand assuredly. "Oh, and love, you think we should start fixing up the old house. I was thinking, we could make the room we stayed in our own room, and the one Stephens stayed in the nursery. Aynon's old room can be a second nursey, maybe we can make on for the girls and one for the guys. I don't want you or the kids getting any splinters, so maybe I can order for the woodworks to be polished and we can get some new furniture put in. It'll be our home soon, so we should jazz it up our style." he said, smiling as he hugged her. "And we need diapers- lots and lots of diapers. Oh god, and wee need clothes, and baby monitors, and blankets, and binkies. Oh, and we can't forget bottles."
"Uh, I suppose, but we'll need to finish this conversation later." Chase said, his eyes meeting hers. He tried not to let the sympthaty and empathy he had for her show through his facial expressions- he tried to keep himself proffesional, and emotionally detached...and he failed.
Damon got up, moving as if he was an 80 year old man as he slowly tried to follow the cat and see what had lured her away from him.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 18:36:04 GMT -5
Colby let out a soft noise of hapiness. "Yes, we do need to fix up the house," she agreed. "We should make a list of things we need. Do you want me to start working once they're in school?" she asked, wondering if she should be stay at home or not. She kissed his cheek. "I wonder what we're having."
Stephen paused at his expression, unsure how to react, but moved on quickly and left the room to go get her cat- wherever she was.
Kat had the mouse pinned and was playing with it. Stephen was about to round the corner and find her.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 18:55:51 GMT -5
"Only if you want to work- I want you to do whatever makes you happy." he said, grinning. "I hope we have at least one boy, so I can take him fishing, and teach him football." Hayven said,his eyes again brimming with excitement. "Well, I think I'll hire some guys to refurbish and make sure the house in nice and strong. I don't want any of the floorboard giving out on you or the children with how old the house is." he said, writing it down on a sticky note to get back to. "Here, let me start a list." Hayven said, walking over to the desk in the room and taking out a notebook and a pen. "Okay, where should we start." Hayven said, smiling as if they were getting ready to play a fun game of sorts.
As Damon rounded the corner and saw the cat pinning the mouse, he swiftly moved foreward and swooped the cat up before it could finish off the mouse. "Now, look at you! I let you out of my sight for one minute and you go for the kill. Hehe. Don't worry, I get it- survival of the fittest." he said, shaking his head.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 19:00:53 GMT -5
"I want one girl to go shopping with," she said, smiling dreamily. "Okay, lets see...Baby beds. We need cribs, things for the cribs, clothes, diapers, bottles, food, toys...Oh! Rockers! A rocking chair!" She listed. Colby smiled at him. "We need a big bed in case they have nightmares as they grow up."
Stephen had reached for the cat at the same time and stared at the mouse on the floor as it scurried off, then looked up at Damon. Her heart ached in her chest and she stood straight. She looked up at him, shaking slightly, but then looked to the cat. "So...Angelcakes likes you," she said in as confident a voice she could muster.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 19:16:01 GMT -5
"And for other things." Hayven said, grinning mischeviously as he added 'big bed' to the list. "Ohh, and blankets. And lots of baby food, and bibs. And baby powder. Sheeze, theese babies are going to be expensive. Good thing ADH earnes me a good salary." he said, laughing. "And I guess I should probably see that ADH headquarters gets repaired." Hayven said, shrugging. "Eh, everythin will work itself out." he said, kissing her again.
"Angelcakes?" he asked, looking down at the cat. After a moment of silence, he handed the cat to her, "Sorry....I didn't know she was yours..." he muttered, looking down.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 19:20:13 GMT -5
She smiled and thought. "Baby chairs, baby movies, baby music, baby books, baby shoes and socks...Mommy and daddy clothes..." She sighed softly and let out a funny noise of surprise. "They kicked me." She was surprised still.
"No, it's fine...She seems to like you," she said, holding her hands up. Kat was purring and nuzzling him affectionately. "...Is Angelcakes too...cute?" she asked, probably surprising him that she wanted his opinion.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 2, 2009 19:34:37 GMT -5
"Really!" Hayven said, bolting up and putting both his hands on her stomach. "When?! Where?!" he asked excitedly as his eyes brimmed with joy and excitement. "God, I still can't believe were starting a family. You and I, colby, and three tots." he laughed, looking down at her stomach and then back at her.
Damon stood there, shocked for a moment that she had asked his opinion. "Uh...no." he stuttered, trying to focus his thoughts. "No, its a nice name. I like it..." he said, knowing she could've named the cat princess peach and he would've liked it.
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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 19:40:01 GMT -5
"I bet we'll have more than just three," she laughed and held her hand over the spot where the kicking was. "Right here. I can feel little feet or hands or something...It's so weird," she said and smiled happily at him as she laid back so he could feel.
Stephen stood there, feeling awkward. This was good to test the trust-rebuilding waters. "So...She was chasing a mouse..." she noticed aloud, trying to wade in the feelings of dread, instead of drown in them. Kat listened silently.
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