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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 20:53:49 GMT 10
"I...I'm sorry." he said regaining control of himself, his anger once again put aside. How was it he could almost forget his past or at least put into aside all the rest of the time but with Christine....
"Y...you do?"
He did? How had she not noticed that before or had she but now....after their 'talk' she finally had a reason to truly notice.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 25, 2015 21:01:49 GMT 10
"You fucking, deaf, I said get of here!" She snarled, rising to her feet, glowering at him, grabbing him by his throat. "I hear you've dared to lay a hand on my baby boy, you won't live to see divorce from your Mrs..." She let go, cuddling her son close, "you ring me if you need anything, ok baba?" "Yes mum, you alright?" "I've had worse sweetie, now you have fun," she kissed his forehead, quickly wiping the slight blood left there as she walked off, limping slightly, having twisted her ankle on the landing "You really shouldn't do that dad..."
"I do, silly little thing"
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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 21:04:57 GMT 10
"And she should know how I feel about the subject." he stated "But she just keeps pushing and yes I lost it but... Nither of you understand."
"Y...you think I'm silly and little?" she questioned "S...shouldn't you be...w...with your friends?" she asked noting that some of them were giving them looks.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 25, 2015 21:25:09 GMT 10
"Talking is nothing compared to hitting dad... Do you hit Ana, or is mum just that 'special'?" He asked, not liking how he seemed to be excusing his actions so easily, crossing his arms, "you're more like Teddy when you want to be..."
"In a cute way baby, they can go fuck themselves, I wanna be with you"
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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 21:55:06 GMT 10
"Since I am his father it's HE who is like me and your mother isn't far behind. She has a temper on her to but....she likes to turn a blind eye to things. IF she actually stopped to think about things she may realize I have my reasons."
"Why?" she questioned "None of you have ever liked me....fact it's your group that are the ones that tease me."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 25, 2015 21:57:33 GMT 10
"Just... Don't ever hit my mum again. Ever. I saw enough of her being thrown around when I was little, I don't need the supposed 'good guy' being just as bad as the heaps of shit I knew of in New York... Come on, mum keeps spared clothes in your size in the guest room,"
"Baby, people change, and I want to
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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 22:07:35 GMT 10
"I don't care about the clothes. Charlie, there is a reason I told you about her all the way back then one she has clearly forgotten. If....she were in my place she may understand but....I didn't and don't want history to repeat itself."
"Why? People don't just wake up one morning and decide their going to change and if you really want to change you'd STOP calling me baby."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 25, 2015 22:09:46 GMT 10
"You are covered in stir fry dad..." He smirked, sighing as he shook his head, "I ain't and I ain't mum, I'm my own person, now please can we... Try to have a good day?"
"Yeah they do, nah, you are a baby, so adorable and cuddly"
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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 22:15:57 GMT 10
He sighed. "O know you aren't your mother, or me either for that matter and our sister proves that just because you shear DNA doesn't make you follow in footsteeps but there are paths that people take that do."
"And helpless with need for constant looking after an...how do you know I'm cuddly?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 25, 2015 22:18:29 GMT 10
"Can you... Go try and make up to mum before we go? I'll go find clothes that match what you're wearing so Ana doesn't freak or something when you get home in different clothes..." He said, walking to the spare room.
"Yep and yep, I know because i do," he said, cuddling her close
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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 22:25:26 GMT 10
"I don't think your mother wants to kiss and make up as they say and in truth my boy I don't think it wise right now for me either."
She gasped falling against him her lips a mere inch from his. "M....must you keep doing that?" she breathed.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 25, 2015 22:27:00 GMT 10
"Not listening till you go try..." he called back.
Christine sat in her bed, reading one of her books, soft music playing in the background
"Yes, cause I am persistant
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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 22:29:24 GMT 10
"Then I guess I'm just going to be proving were you got your stuborn side from."
"I can see that but it still leads me to question as to why. As I said you never so much as said hello to me before, what changed?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Jan 25, 2015 22:30:22 GMT 10
"Please dad!"
"I saw the person inside, a sweet shy little lady who needs a bit of love
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Post by witch on Jan 25, 2015 22:38:01 GMT 10
"Why is it I'm always the one running after her?" he questioned.
"You make it sound like I'm a dog." she stated "Yes....I do wonder about love, who wouldn't? And yes....I...I have hoped for someone in my life but...I'm one of those people whove always questioned the whole, tall dark stranger thing."
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