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Post by Milk on Jul 2, 2009 21:01:29 GMT -5
Stephen nodded, but then froze. She looked away. "I know it'd be...bad...but maybe...it wouldnt' be too bad. I'm sure if we both tried, it could be very good..." She was starting to cry again. "Could you leave me alone for awhile?"
Kat let out a low rumbly noise again and laid down. Mr Sarcasm... She cleaned her face despite the fact she hated cleaning herself in the form. Throw me a shrimp if you're going to feed me while you cook.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 8, 2009 16:19:32 GMT -5
Chase hesitated, not sure if it was a good idea to leave her alone in the state that she was in. "Stephen........I'm not really sure if that's a good idea." Sighing, he decided he'd just stay put outside the door and come in if he heard anything suspicious. "I'll be in the hall if you need me." Chase said, opening the door and going out into the hall. Looking up, he was surprised to see Damon standing in front of him. "Hey, what are you doig here?" Chase asked, knowing he might have to interfere if Damon intended to see Stephen. "Stephen doesn't really want to be around anyone right now..." C hase said, his voice trailing off. "Yeah, well, let her tell me that." Damon said, his voice cold and sharp. Chase was taken aback by his friends icy tone. "Everything alright?" Chase asked, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to another. "Fine." Damon said, pushing past his friend and bumping shoulders with him as he went into Stephen's room.
"Oh, come on now! Don't give me that look! This is Colby's lunch! Maybe I'll make you some if your a nice little kitty cat." Hayven said, filling the plate he had in his hand with some turkey and gravy, mashed potatoes, corn, and macaronii. "Besides, my girls eating for two and it looks like you could stand to skip a few meals if you know what I mean." he said, winking as he started towards the stairs.
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Post by Milk on Jul 8, 2009 16:30:49 GMT -5
Stephen looked up when the door opened, about to complain to Chase but instead saw it was Damon. Her mouth closed and she looked at him, confusion on her face. What was he doing here? Not that she didn't want to see him, but this was surprising. "Chase let you in?" she asked, confused by Chase's actions.
Kat growled at him, watching him go upstairs. I'm a fucking street cat! I need to GAIN weight! Jerk, I am so going to throw up in your shoes, she thought and listened to him vanish into Colby's room. She shifted and pulled the milk gallon out, chugging a few gulps then she stole some cheese, an apple, some meat, and some veggies. Once she was fed, she she shifted back and went to go find somewhere private to lick herself clean so she could toss it up in Hayven's shoes.
Colby looked at the food that Hayven brought in. "Wow, it's like a buffet or something,'' she teased.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 8, 2009 17:20:22 GMT -5
Damon laughed half-heartedly, looking back at Chase as he closed the door behind him. "He didn't exactly let me in- more like I told him if you wanted me to leave, I would but I wanted to hear it from you and not him." Damon explained, surprised she hadn't demanded he leave the moment he set foot in her room. "Are you alright?" Damon asked, noticing her eyes looked like she was on the verge of crying.
Opening the door with his foot, Hayven laughed at Colby's comment. "Well, your eating for four nowadays. Besides, this is how much I would normally eat, and there's one of me. There's leftover's if your still hungry. Shouldn't you be about as big as a house by now anyways?" he said, beaming as he handed her the plate of food. "Bon Appetite." He chimed, grinning.
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Post by Milk on Jul 8, 2009 17:34:42 GMT -5
It was Stephen's turn to laugh. "That's a stupid question, and you know that,'' she said softly to him, looking away. The bruise he'd given her on the cheek showed since her hair was drawn behind her ears. She was shaking slightly- not out of nervousness of him, but because she was starting to get some strange feelings inside herself. ''Chase isn't mad that I haven't kicked you out yet, is he?" she asked, slightly amused with Damon's actions.
Colby laughed and started to dig in, complimenting him throughout the whole process. He was a good cook. She paused every so often and mumbled about a kick of sorts. Kat the cat came in and looked around for Hayven's shoes, and then bolted out to go find Damon, Chase, or Stephen so she could get some affection.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 8, 2009 18:35:10 GMT -5
"I dunno. Do you want to ask him?" Damon asked, jealousy slightly seeping into his voice at the fact that she cared if Chase was upset or not. "I can leave if your worried about him getting mad at you..." Damon said. He felt a sharp pain in his chest at the aspect of her ending up with Chase.....god, he hadn't imagined it would hurt this much. He supposed the fact that she was moving on with a friend of his, now ex-friend, didn't help the situation, nor did Chase's betrayal.
As Hayven caught the sandy blonde furball move into the room out of the corner of his eye, his head snapped to attention as he focused his gaze on the cat. He was quiet until it left. Turning to Colby, Hayven said, "Colby, I don't want you left alone with that cat, alright? She's dangerous."
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Post by Milk on Jul 8, 2009 18:47:42 GMT -5
"I'm not afraid of him getting mad at me, I just don't want some long lecture.'' She informed him. She had only a small romantic interest in Chase, and that was only because he hadn't hurt her. She noted the jealousy between and sighed to herself, running a hand through her hair. ''Damon...'' She murmured, tears filling in her eyes again. ''...I...'' She looked away, pulling her knees to her chin and curling into a ball as she tried to word this next comment delicately. She couldn't. ''I don't know how I can trust you again,'' she whispered. She was hoping he'd understand she still liked- maybe even loved- him, but she couldnt' trust him.
Colby stared at him, serious faced for only one minute, before she broke out in laughter. She laughed and she laughed and she laughed. ''You're joking, right? It's a CAT, Hayven. I mean, it's a house cat and it doesn't pose much danger...'' She giggled, wiping her eyes. She'd laughed herself to tears. ''Did you two get in an argument or something,'' she teased him, kissing his cheek and giggling.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 8, 2009 19:37:33 GMT -5
Damon's jaw tightened as he tried to control his emotions. She was right, and he was glad- she shouldn't trust him, who knows what he would do the next time he got drunk. He was dangerous, especially to her, and he wasn't strong enough to keep himself away from her- at least she was. Clearing his throat, Damon looked down to hide to tears welling in his eyes. "Your smart- keep with your instincts."
"No, but I thought you should know, I was thinking of cheating on you with her." Hayven said, frowning only for a minute at her mocking him before cracking a smile and replying with a joke of his own.
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Post by Milk on Jul 8, 2009 19:53:49 GMT -5
Stephen shook her head, wiping her eyes and sniffling. ''I'm not smart, Damon...'' She whispered, wiping her eyes once more. ''My instincts contradict what I just said,'' she admitted very softly. The bad shaking started again, and she stood, pushing against him. Anger, that was what she had started feeling. ''I trusted you!'' she snapped suddenly, looking up at him. ''Oh god, I trusted you so much even though you were so mean...You treated me like dirt! I trusted you....'' She sobbed, her hands beating against him in weak fists. It was like punching a wall. Her body kept shaking. ''I think I loved you...'' She whispered and the beatin stopped, and she just cried. A shakey sob broke from lips and she felt her head lean into his chest as she went on. ''I shouldn't still love you...It's all wrong...God, I'm all wrong, I'm all wrong,'' she cried, crushing his shirt in her fists, holding tightly to him. She was shaking all over, angry with him, with herself, with Chase. She was just angry and hurt and confused- why did she still love him?
''Oh, yeah, because cats are so your type,'' she said with an eye roll. ''I don't see why you don't like her. Sure, she's moody, but we're werewolves. That's a normal reaction from cats.''
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 8, 2009 20:38:40 GMT -5
He inhaled sharply as she told him she had loved him- and that she had trusted him. Damon wrapped his arms around her, holding her as she cried. "There's nothing wrong with you, Stehpen. Absolutely nothing wrong with you. This is my fault- my sin." He whispered, hating himself for the hell she was going through right now because of him. "I think you should know that I love you, and I hate myself for what I did to you. If I could take it back, Stephen, I would. I would bear the pain for you." he said, his voice raspy as it faded in and out. God, he wished he was dead- dead for what he'd done to her, what he was doing to her, and what he could do to her in the future.
"I don't like her 'cause she scratched you." Hayven said, his tone sounding like he felt totally justified. "And nobody touched my woman. I don't care what species you are." Hayven said, a mischevious grin crossing his lips. "Or would you rather me not care?" he asked, wondering if he was being a tad overprotective. "I'm sorry, Colby, it's just- I already lost you once, when I died. I don't wanna loose you again. And you know street cats, they carry all types of diseases and crap, but I guess....If you like her, I'll give her another chance."
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Post by Milk on Jul 8, 2009 20:58:55 GMT -5
((buwa ha ha ha...for later))
Stephen felt a sob bubble up and she clung to him. She just kept crying and mumbling things, mostly bad things about herself. A lot of apologies, a lot of pain. She apologized for being weak, for making him feel bad, for being unable to trust him. She said several times she wanted to trust him with all her heart, but she didn't know how to now. After awhile, she just shook in his arms, clinging to him as tight as she could. Strangely enough, she needed him to sooth her now, and she didn't understand why at all. She had stopped crying at least, but her face stayed nestled in his chest, inhaling his hot scent. ''You won't leave, will you?" she asked, voice scratchy and afraid. She was afraid of him, but she was terrified at the thought of his not being there. Her stomach felt goopy she suddenly noted in the midst of her panic. ''I don't feel good.''
Colby smiled at him and kissed his cheek, and then his lips. ''You are rightfully over protective, and she seemed pretty clean. If you don't like her, I'll avoid her for you, okay? But seriously Hayven, you're worried about a housecat harming me. And you called her 'dangerous.''' She snickered and kissed him again. ''That's just funny.''
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 8, 2009 21:33:28 GMT -5
Keeping her tucked into his body, Damon moved onr hand to her forehead to check her temperature. "Your not running a fever..." Damon said, concern thick in his voice. "Maybe it's having you around." Chase said, obviously having been at the door listening to the both of them for a long time. Bitterness was thick in his voice as he eyed Stephen in Damon's arms. Damon pegged Chase with a cold stare, hating him for trying to turn Stephen against him and now for interrupting their moment. "Or maybe it's from having you analyze her like she's some type of nutcase." Damon shot back, pulling Stephen towards him possessively. Chase had heard it all- Stephen saying she loved him, Damon aplologizing and luring her in again. He hated that Stephen seemed to have a soft spot for someone so poisonous to her. "Don't you think you've hurt her enough?" Chase asked, his words cut short as Damon surged foreward and pinned him against the wall. "Keep your mouth shut, pretty boy, before I fry you to a crisp. Don't presume to think you know shit about how I feel about her- or anything about her or me. We all knowI'm not good enough for her, you don't need to remind her every time you two are behind closed doors." Chase's face flashed with realization as he grimaced, knowing Damon must've heard him. "Damon-" "Keep my name out of your mouth. You may have been my twins best friend, but I doubt he'd still be friends with what you've become. Maybe your better than me, and maybe your better for her- but guess what, you'll never understand what it means to be through hell and back again- you'll never understand her like I do." Damon growled, hate for both him and the man he had trusted in his eyes. Chase felt a pain in his chest at the truth in Damon's words. Pushing the guy off of him, he glanced at Stephen, wondering if this was what she wanted.
"I'm glad I can still make you laugh at least." Hayven said, wishing he wasn't as overprotective of her as he was- he couldn't help it- he loved her too god damn much to stop himself. A small grin appearing on his face, he remembered the look the cat had given him back in the kitchen. "Colby, trust me- she's not a normal cat. She's got some creepy voodoo going on or something. She's smart too, it's like she really understands what I'm saying."
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Post by Milk on Jul 8, 2009 21:53:45 GMT -5
Stephen let out a soft noise as he held her, slowly becoming comfortable with him again. She wiped her eyes and looked up at Damon, still feeling awful, and then to Chase in surprise. She couldn't believe he'd say anything so awful about Damon. Then of course, Damon marked his territory by shooting something just as mean at Chase, and pulling her to him. She didn't struggle or protest- she wanted to be his, even if it was all wrong. She gasped softly and took a step towards the men by the door, but that one step was one too much. She froze, looking green, and something clicked in her head. She mumbled 'pee stick,' and then bolted to the bathroom and threw up. Morning sickness. She had a stab of yet another round of panic as she wondered if she was pregnant.
Colby shrugged. ''That's weird,'' she said and hummed. ''Maybe she's a runaway- like the owners left her collar off because she's an indoor cat, and she got out through a window or something...Nah, housecats aren't that intelligent.'' Colby sighed. ''She seems cute though.''
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jul 8, 2009 22:31:10 GMT -5
Turning around to see what was wrong with Stephen, Damon rushed to her side with Chase on his heels. "Move, Damon. Your not a doctor- your not what she needs." Chase's words obviously had a double meaning, one that was true enough to make Damon move to the side to make room for Chase. Damon's jaw tightened, hating that he couldn't be everything Stephen needed. Leaning down beside her, Chase spoke to her in a calm and collected tone. "Stephen, what symptoms are you experiencing?"
"Yeah, or maybe they kicked her out.." Hayven mumbled, laughing slightly. "And yeah, I guess she's kinda cute from a distance when you don't have to look at her....or hear her....or smell her, for that matter." he added, wrinkling his noise.
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Post by Milk on Jul 8, 2009 23:13:55 GMT -5
Stephen shot him a very dirty look. She head heard Chases's comment. ''The kind that pregnant woman ha-'' She threw up again. ''Get me a pee stick.'' She was in a foul mood now. She had two men pining after her, one an annoying doctor and one she loved but was hurt by.
Colby laughed and kissed him again. ''I'm sleepy...'' she said in a slow voice, sighing. She'd eaten most of his food.
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