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 Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:40 pm
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[Poor casey!]
Harold had been spending a few minutes in his English class making sure that he understood the specifics of an assignment that was due. After the teacher verified that the student had been right in his assumption, Harold walked out of the class with his backpack slung over his shoulder. Truth be told, the wild-looking young man was very worried about his boyfriend. What man wouldn’t be? It hadn’t taken two days of seeing that dark cloud re-settle over Casey’s head for him to go out and buy him another ring to wear. Perhaps it helped a little, but each day Casey seemed to grow steadily worse. Or whatever it was that Casey was feeling, he was just having a harder time keeping it a secret from him. ‘ Its hard for him right now…but he‘ll get better.’ After all…he was here for Casey.
Walking out into the hallway, Harold’s mouth curled in an affectionate grin at the sight of his lover. Without wasting a moment, Harold folded his arm around Casey’s shoulders, leaned in, and kissed him. Nothing too passionate, but nothing quite chaste either. Grinning from the affection that Casey hoped more than believed would distract him, Harold wasted no time in grabbing Casey’s hand and holding it down the hall. Sometimes they got a few stares from the homophobics, but Harold didn’t care. Casey was still wearing his ring and he couldn’t be happier about it. ‘ He‘s doing alright. Shouldering through this drama, but everything will be alright later.’ Harold didn’t have the slightest clue of Bella’s currant condition.
“ How was class?”, the man asked as the glimpse of a familiar brunette walked into the cafeteria at the far end of the hallway. Possessively squeezing Casey’s hand, Harold cast a worried look Casey’s way and felt his heart sink at seeing the expression on his face. ‘ Please don‘t be sad today Casey…’ Harold just couldn’t bear it as well as Casey was handling everything.
“ Just give her a minute…”, Harold stopped walking but did not let Casey’s hand go. He was no longer squeezing Casey’s hand, but the young man still hoped that his boyfriend wouldn’t let go and walk down the hall to talk to her. Bella looked ill and her face seemed to pale over every time Casey was in her sights. Harold was really worried about the man next to him right now, and without a second thought the man gave his boyfriend a hug.
“ I‘m sorry Casey…”, Harold knew that Casey wanted to talk to her, but of course Harold had told Casey the honest truth. Her mind was fragile and she was upset about the incident, and with Bella looking so ill, it wasn’t hard to convince Casey that her illness was from their argument. ‘ It hurts her to see you…’ So far, it seemed that Casey genuinely believed that lie. Which, in hindsight of what Harold had done, was probably true in retrospect.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 1:59 am
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 RETURNMORETOCEN
【Enigma⌒o f⌒freedom】RETURNMORETOCEN
【Unclosing⌒a n⌒unseen⌒d o o r】RETURNMORETOCEN
☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽RETURNMORETOCEN
Iorwen noticed that Bella was looking a bit odd at her food. Like it had been unsettling her to even look at now. It wouldn't be the first time that Bella had stopped eating right in the middle unexplained. Iorwen wasn't sure why, perhaps it was that Bella had noticed that little thundercloud named Casey or perhaps that darker man the male had been hanging out with allot lately. It had taken Iorwen a while to realize, but eventually she had managed to conclude Casey was at least gay. Io had wondered if that was one of the reasons Bella lost her appetite from as soon as she saw the male's haircut. Well at least for the time being she was eating.
“ Sure. That sounds like fun.”
Great! She agreed and that was good thing. This was a perfect chance to give Bella an opportunity to talk about what was troubling her stomach so much. So far Iorwen hadn't bluntly asked about that possible pregnancy, because there were always people around and even in Bella's stead she'd want to keep it all a secret for as long as possible as well. All that was left was when.
“ I don‘t have classes after this…so if you want to go in a few minutes…we could…”
Well this sounded less certain than her confirmation, but Iorwen liked the sound of that. The sooner the better, the less weighted Iorwen's own consciousness could be. Io just wanted to be able to support the brunette as best the could.
"I like the sound of that.", The blonde's smile was rather sweet. She was looking forward to going. "But you should try to eat as much as you can first. Just don't... force it." However, in that same minute a rather unwelcome male decided to sit in front of both of them.
"Bella! I haven't seen you in forever. How you doing?"
Einian! Now's a bad time...
Iorwen's smile pretty much fell of her face, but instead of an angry death-stare-grimace Io managed to maintain a neutral expression. She didn't want Einian to interrupt now, she wanted him out of the way so they could go when Bella said so.
"Seems like you don't want my company any more... Or did you forget?"
Einian managed to sound a little hurt, probably enough to remind Bella that he had taken that offer for another place about a week ago.
"I've almost started looking for another place."
☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 2:35 am
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~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~
See my awful life in a cage.
I'm suffering for years, but you don't care.
Casey attempted a smile when he saw Harold, something which became more genuine after that kiss. The fact that Harold could still make his smiles real was one of the reasons Casey didn't act on his doubt, the reason why he kept fighting that voice of Bella in his head with a fury. At least it had shut up about the cologne and the hair and that was a charm or it seemed like that.
“ How was class?”
"Fine... Same as always", Casey didn't quite enjoy his last class. It was named literature, but it felt more like a history of the work works in history. He still had to find the books they were supposed to read this semester and Casey didn't like the idea. It seemed the set theme was romances and just reminded Casey of how bad it had turned out with Bella. At least Harold was a good form of support. It wasn't Harolds lucky day though. Today Casey had recognised Bella's hair.
Bella!...
Casey wanted to walk on, but Harold stopping stopped Casey with a small tug. Casey looked back at the raven his eyes a little wide and then they were cast to the floor. Don't show how it breaks your heart. Thanks to practice Casey was able to swallow the liquid that had been rising to his eyes and look back into Harolds eyes.
“ Just give her a minute…”
Really?
Shut it!
Giving Bella a minute. He had given her a week, but as more time drew Casey away from that last argument, the more urgent it seemed that he'd talk to her. Harold's hug made Casey sigh, but still return it in earnest. I love him, but I wish he'd give me a chance to talk with Billy.
“ I‘m sorry Casey…”
"It's al right... I'll move on eventually."
That's a lie. He couldn't move on, not while he felt that Bella was in the same ten square miles as him. As long as it was even half plausible they'd bump into each other Casey would feel a churning doubt in his stomach and a need to make real and proper amends. Even if it meant that they parted afterwards, Casey wanted to break the silence and talk for real. Yet it seemed that everything was bent on keeping that from happening.
"Lets just ... Lunch."
Casey smiled a little and then gave Harold a short peck on his cheek before starting to go for the cafeteria. He wouldn't be able to find Bella there. She blended just too well into that crowd.
Exorcise my violent insanity.
Share my distressing grief and die with me.
-One death every forty seconds-
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:27 am
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“ I like the sound of that.” Bella’s eyes flickered towards Iorwen just in time to see a sweet smile plastered on her face. ‘ Why do I have a very bad feeling about this?’ Bella smiled back, before she grabbed yet another chicken nugget and proceeded to nibble at it.
“ But you should try to eat as much as you can first. Just don’t…force it.”, Bella was in mid-bite when she heard those words from Iorwen, and suddenly the brunette seemed to lose her appetite. ‘ cr*p! She knows!’, What use was there in hiding if her new friend suspected that she was pregnant? ‘ I honestly don‘t think that the baby needs chicken nuggets.’, feeling the subtle sensation of being watched by a mother hawk, the brunette opened her bag of carrots and began to pull one out to nibble on when another familiar voice distracted her attention from the bag.
“ Bella! I haven‘t seen you in forever. How you doing?”, At first impact of Einian’s voice, Bella’s eyes clamped shut rather painfully. ‘ Just what I need…someone else I have to turn down.’, truth be told, Bella was debating the possibility of moving in with Iorwen someday down the road, and with Einian being here, she remembered the question that she had asked him a week ago that she had completely forgotten about.
“ Oh, hey Einen.”, She clamped her eyes shut while thinking an expletive. ‘ Its Einian! Stop goofing his name!’Pretending not to notice her mistake, Bella couldn’t help but wonder if einian was going to bring up the housing situation. ‘ what we‘re my reasons for asking him to stay with me in the first place?’ The reason came to her mind like a smack to the face, and Bella grimaced at the memory of it. Distracting herself by eating the carrot in her hand, Bella flashed a pleading glance at Iorwen before the man started talking more.
“ Seems like you don‘t want my company any more… Or did you forget?”, Bella responded with the same neutral stare that Iorwen was directing at Einian. ‘ No…I didn‘t forget…’, She just couldn’t handle seeing Harold and Casey together after what happened, was she wrong to just kick Pino out of the car and leave? Oh probably, but she didn’t regret her decision any more now than she did at the time. Trying not to grimace her usually grim expression, Bella grabbed another chicken nugget so as to finish eating as quickly as possible.
“ I‘ve almost started looking for another place.”, Bella suddenly began to chew slower to delay making any forms of reply. ‘ Fuddruckers.’, What was she going to say to this? ‘ I would normally have changed my mind in a heartbeat…but with being pregnant now…’ Bella looked towards the table where Harold and Casey usually sat and felt her stomach tighten uncomfortably. Just imagining him standing there stole away her appetite, and with a sigh the girl pushed away her paper tray.
“ Ior.”, Bella smiled towards her new friend as she stood from the table and turned her jaw to look at her. “ I‘ll be right back, then we can go.”, Bella offered a reassuring smile before walking to the other side of the table with an invisible mask plastered upon her face. Smiling like a regular person, Bella attempted to lead her friend towards the doors that lead outside into the sunshine air.
“ I didn‘t forget silly. Things have just been busy lately. What with watching Pino.”, Letting out a laugh, she kept walking outside with the man without even sending Iorwen another pleading glance. What she was about to do, Bella honestly didn’t want her new friend to know about.
“ Well, the room has actually been taken…”, By Iorwen if she was really lucky and decided to save her from this torment. “ But if you still want to come over sometimes and hang out, that would be fine with me.” Best get to the point.
“ Been questioning my sexuality a lot lately…know what I mean?”, Bella was about to elaborate when she thought she saw Harold and Casey seated at a table. The neither of them seemed very happy that she was talking to Einian, and Bella didn’t even try to look at Casey’s face. She knew why he would be upset, after all, her brown eyes just couldn’t leave Harold’s face. ‘ Why does he look mad?!’, Bella couldn’t understand it, and feeling horribly uncomfortable with the eyes of lord of all evil staring at her, Bella smiled in awkward glory before rushing back to the table to grab her things.
“ I‘ll see you another time Ei. Iorwen and I are going…out for a while…have fun at classes!”, Bella hoped to pull her new friend out of that table fast as she could. Not because her friend wouldn’t go, but because she didn’t seem to be moving fast enough. Harold was getting up from the table, and the robot was back on her face. ‘ Move Ior! Move; move; move!’, Frustrated with waiting, even though she did seem to be moving, Bella hurriedly paced for the hallway that led towards the parking lot before that incubus got within ten yards of where she stood.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:51 am
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[Uh oh Einian...]
“ Lets just…Lunch.”, Harold hid his concern very poorly as they walked down the hall and into the cafeteria. Usually Harold just brought his own lunch, and today was no exception. He really wants to talk to Bella. But that meant that she would probably end up telling Casey what had happened. ‘ No she wouldn‘t. She‘d be too mad to give him the time of day.’, That certainly seemed plausible, and Harold felt himself relax. The longer he waited, the less he thought that Bella would want to confess. Harold knew that eventually the heart stopped wanting to be with another person. Not ‘stopped loving them’ but the desire to be involved with them sometimes disappeared. It had happened for Harold before, with an old ex, and he didn’t need to ask whether or not Bella still wanted to be with Casey. Every time she saw them together Harold saw that look of pain and nausea. She was broken, and it was all to Harold’s credit. ‘ I had to drop an atomic bomb, or we would feud over Casey forever.’
Sitting at their usual table, Harold opened his bag and pulled out a small tray of sushi. With that came, of course, a pack of breath mints, but for the rare times when he brought the exotic dish for lunch, he didn’t mind being thought disgusting for five minutes. It was something to joke about, sushi breath, and the man could already feel himself laughing and thinking up reasons to distract his boyfriend via jokes. Without another word on the subject of Bella, Harold took a piece of sushi in his fingers and brought it to his mouth. By the time he had eaten three of the six pieces, Harold’s eyes finally spotted Einian walking away from the route he usually took to sit by them and in following Einian, Harold’s eyes saw Bella and Iorwen. ‘ Is that a** seriously doing what I think he‘s doing?’, Harold knew in his stomach that the man was not really gay.
Realizing that he had been staring at their table for three minutes strait, Harold felt Casey try and see where he was looking, or at least it seemed so out of the corner of his eye, and with that discovery his appetite disappeared. ‘ Oh no.’, Grimacing and biting another piece of sushi, Harold watched Einian and Bella start walking towards the hallway alone. ‘ F***!’, If -he- didn’t go confront him, Casey would. He didn’t need to be brilliant to remember how upset Casey had been at that party a long time ago, and he had to be supportive of the same things that Casey cared about. Feeling his mouth tighten, Harold turned to Casey.
“ Hang on Case.”, Harold brushed his hand over the man’s shoulder reassuringly before popping another sushi into his mouth and getting up from the table. Dusting the rice off of his hands, Harold started to walk towards where Einen and Bella were standing. Bella, of course, freaked out like a giselle and tried to hurry Iorwen out of the room. ‘ Run run little rabbit.’, Harold thought feeling some strange concern for the brunette before his eyes turned back to the prey of the moment. Einian. When he was close enough to be within touching distance, Harold tried to grab Einian’s shirt, drag him out of view of people in the cafeteria, before attempting to slam him against a wall of lockers.
“ What the ******** are you doing?!”, Harold was not a happy camper. Glaring with an evil eye, the man let go of Einian long enough to crack the fingers on both of his hands before standing up strait -like a dolled up jock- and sending him another threatening look. Whatever explanation Ei gave, it didn’t matter.
“ I‘ll keep this short and sweet. If I see you near Bella again I‘ll stove your head in!”, to prove his point, Harold slammed his fist into the locker beside Einian’s head loud enough for a loud slam sound to echo throughout the hallway. His ring making a small dent in the locker metal, Harold snarled in Einian’s direction before trying to shove the man onto the floor and walking back into the cafeteria.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:12 am
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Cowboy and Codeslinger
𝕰𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝕵𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝕯𝖚𝖇𝖔𝖎𝖘XXXXXXXX
W A S P
one million keys to open your doors
one million scars to cover your holes
a million codes to open your doors
a million names to cover your floor
~ • • ☆ ★ ☆ • • ~
It was funny for Einian to hear Bella call him Einen, but his was oblivious to the fact that it was the name of the bad guy in dragon heart. Well actually it was Einon, but Einian didn't know what Bella had referred to so it didn't matter much. Though it would be a most fitting role for the man with the Mohawk. Einian was just a little to easy with stepping over corpses to get his goals, but he didn't force anything more than he had to. Especially now, with Bella looking even less than happy to see him.
Damn I really took a bad time didn't I?
He let Bella lead him where ever when she told Iorwen she'd be back and Einian wondered what all this secrecy was for. Einian could've sworn the two girls looked like bff's or something and last Einian checked girls kept no secrets. They'd ******** a guy together if they had to... Okay it's not that bad, but that's just what Einian thought about it.
He was glad to hear Bella didn't forget. That managed to whipe the frown of Einian's face
"Yeah I know.... brothers", Said the raven a bit impatient and wanting to hear Bella say the yay or the nay.
“ Well, the room has actually been taken…”
Wait? What? If this was another gay guy Einian would make sure to punch that idea out of his head once he figured out who it was. It'd probably never get to that, but Einian was definitely a bit mad that he was being put of again
“ Been questioning my sexuality a lot lately…know what I mean?”
He wasn't talking to Casey was he? That little numbskull was the doubter, not Bella right? So what was the big deal then? Did she really have to find another to fill his shoes? Another to fill that bed! Einian was feeling somewhat cross now. Yet that disappeared when he say Bella turn all jittery and make a quick goodbye and pretty much ran off.
What got into her?
His mental question was quickly answered, by a rather enraged Harold grabbing his collar. Hey! What did I do? Einian didn't quite know what to think of that sudden action, but he didn't have much time to think about it.
“ What the ******** are you doing?!”
"Whatever the ******** I'd like!"
Oh, bad answer. Guy was cracking his knuckles and looked really like he was seriously going to punch Einian in the face.
“ I‘ll keep this short and sweet. If I see you near Bella again I‘ll stove your head in!”
What did he have to say who talked to Bella and who didn't? Seemed that Harold thought he was going to get away with this intimidation and Einian didn't feel like doing that. At least the stupid kid's shove hadn't managed to get him on the floor and Einian didn't feel very afraid of a gay sissy.
"Oi, Sprinkle Princes! What's you problem?"
He really hoped Harold would stop walking now. At least that would give Einian time to make it just a little worse.
"If you want to start a fight, start it now! I'm not afraid or are you afraid the ballerina won't like your eye blue?"
Come on now. Harold started this... Einian wanted to make sure he could finish this. At least he had taunted enough, but right on cue the little ballerina decide to come in.
"Don't do anything stupid."
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I don't want to give people hope when there isn't any...
Why not? But we need hope! |
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:25 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 1:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 6:32 pm
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[]
Being shouted at with a: ‘Whatever the ******** I’d like’, Harold could distinctly remember snarling; but upon seeing the way Einian’s face returned the venom, the make-up covered man adjusted his shoulders and slouched slightly on his knees like a wrestler. Feeling the strange, intuitive, vibe that he was being discriminated against, Harold narrowed his eyes and waited for any sudden attacks. Harold was definitely gay, but in being gay he cared a great more about his physical appearance than the usual man. Which meant that Harold worked out from time to time. Out of every gay person who attended the State college, he was probably the least likely to be tossed about in the featherweight division. Harold was in the wrestling team all through high school, or did Einian not know that little detail?
“ Oi, Sprinkle Princes! What‘s your problem?”, Harold almost growled.
“ You‘re my <******** problem!”
“ If you want to start a fight, start it now! I‘m not afraid or are you afraid that the ballerina won‘t like your eye blue?!”, Ballerina sounding a whole lot like the word ‘Bella’, Harold had -of course- misinterpreted Einian’s meaning and grimaced from revulsion. ‘ Like hell I care what Bella thinks!’ This meant war, and when Casey’s words could be heard; Harold barely even noticed him standing there. Harold just barely turned his head and directed his anger -unintentionally- at Casey.
“ Get out Case. This wont take longer than three minutes.”, Barking the order while piercing Casey with the cruellest death glare any person was capable of making, Harold flicked his eyes back towards the snivelling, worthless, enemy and pulled a ‘trip move’ so fast with his foot that Einian would have to do an awkward trip or jig just to avoid it. However, tripping the man was not what Harold had planned out. With his ‘friend’ preoccupied with dodging his foot, Harold leaned his arm back at a ninety-degree angle and tried to sock the man in the face with a devastating left hook. Feeling something hard, which could have been Einian’s face or the locker behind him, Harold’s other hand was moved upwards defensively to be ready for any kind of return attack. Perhaps the man got in a few good hits, but at one point Harold’s mouth was close enough to Einian’s ear to curse a vicious statement in a tone that was only loud enough for Einian to hear. If possible, Harold said it while his hands attempted to squeeze his throat.
“ ‘Whatever the ******** you want’ huh? I‘ll tell you ‘what the ********’ you want!”, Harold tried to scratch his fingers -if- there was any resistance or struggle towards his trying to choke-hold the man. Using his legs to try and kick Einian in the knee-cap, he leaned in with another of his vicious snarls to finish the point the was trying to put across.
“ You want to ******** Bella. You want to <******** her until she cries out and begs for your release! But I have news for you. Bella‘s transexual!”, Harold tried to roll over his new mortal enemy, pin him down if possible so that he could finish. If there were attacks, he paused to try and fight back; struggle to gain the upper hand again. Harold was in no way finished cursing the ******** out, but he still mumbled curses to keep Casey from being privy to any of this information. If his boyfriend was smart, he would have rushed to get the security guards to break up their fight or something.
“ Bella is a man trapped in a woman‘s body. Why do you think we all call her ‘Bill’?”, If he could, Harold tried to punch Einian in the jaw, attack in any way while the man was stunned. If he felt stunned at hearing such news, Harold wasn’t too proud to use the mental delay to his advantage.
“ Tell me Einian! How does it feel to be gay? How does it feel to want to ******** a man!? You make fun of me and Casey. Too ashamed to admit your own tastes!”, At that brutal statement, Harold tried to pin his enemy to the ground in all his wrestling training. It took effort and skill not to accidentally break Einian’s neck or severely damage something between his legs; but Harold (wounded, bruised, and bleeding from a few wounds) leaned in towards the man to try and bite down on his earlobe before whispering oh so gently:
“ You want to know what Billy sounds like? What she sounds like when her thighs are parted and the bed is squeaking?”, Harold rocked his hips so that Einian wouldn't miss the meaning before he coldly and skillfully imitated Bella's moan into Einian's ear followed by quietly gasping the words: 'Oh Casey! Oh God; Casey!’ laughing in emotionless evil, the man then tried to punch Einian one more time in the stomach for good measure before peeling off of him and getting up from the ground. Wiping the blood under his nose and licking it from the back of his hand to appear subliminally sadistic.
“ You leave all of us fags alone or I‘ll ******** you so hard you wont be able to s**t strait!”, With a broomstick handle.
What exactly had come over Harold? The man honestly wasn’t sure. He didn’t suddenly have romantic feelings for Bella that led him into a jealous rage, but this man was a p***k who he had genuinely disliked from the first moment he saw him. The fact that Harold had at one time thought the man was gay perhaps led to some jealousy because he shared a roof with Casey, but whatever the reason, the man wanted to fight and Harold wasn’t going to back down. He’d waited too long to not have a say about the d**k’s horn-dogging ways interfering with his boyfriend‘s emotions. If Einian hadn’t come around, Casey never would have slept with Bella.
Walking away, though not unscathed, Harold slightly limped through the small throng of spectators to see Bella standing by the door of the cafeteria with a shocked expression on her face. Harold just sent her a nod and a wave before waddling strait towards the men’s bathroom to wash the blood out of his clothes and clean up after the tie or barely-won victory. ‘ I don‘t care if it was stupid Casey. I really wanted to punch him in the face.’
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:58 pm
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The last thing Bella seeing was Harold, bloodied up and limping, the shocked brunette followed Iorwen out of the school and rushed towards her own car before Casey could follow or stare at her and thus enter into a depressive state. Why Harold was acting so…Casey-like…and fighting Einian had boggled her completely, and throughout the entire car ride Bella tried to contemplate his reasons for fighting him. ‘ Maybe to keep Casey from wanting to fight?’That seemed like a plausible reason, but was it really that much of a bad thing for her to just -talk- to Einian? ‘ Why would Casey disapprove of it anyway?’ he was protective; yes, but not controlling! Casey was an enigma, or at least, he had been the past five weeks.
Pulling into the parking lot, Bella parked the car and stepped out of the truck before locking it. ‘ Please don‘t think this is a date…’, Bella wordlessly begged as she walked towards the café and stepped inside. Having followed Iorwen there, they met halfway to the door and walked into the shop together. With a smile, Bella was led towards the private table, and Bella felt her heart sink anymore. ‘ She picked an intimate table!’, Her gruff face appearing quite quizzical, Bella sat down after ordering a soy London fog and smiled at her new best friend…who unfortunately asked the one question she didn’t want to hear.
“ I…think you have…something to tell me.”, With Iorwen purposefully speaking in soft tones, Bella suddenly realized what her friend was asking. ‘are you pregnant?’ Iorwen already suspected it, and lying about it further would only lose a few notches on the bar of trust that she was starting to form with the blonde. ‘ I guess I‘ll have to tell her…’ better late than never, and so far the blonde seemed quite trustworthy, so if she was going to hope for Iorwen to move into the room next door, then she had to give a little and extend the trust herself. Give and take. Frowning, though not upset at her friend, Bella let out a quiet; hurt, sigh before nodding her head up and down.
“…I think I know what you‘re asking me…”, Bella’s bottom lip began to tremble as her eyes started to water with unshed emotion. Why she was so tearful lately, Bella didn’t know, but she firmly blamed it upon the hormones stirring her brain into a jumbled mess. ‘ Confess girl…before she finds out because you can‘t fit into your old clothes.’
“ and the answer is yes...I thought…that the tests we‘re negative…but it seems that they weren‘t.”, She paused as a barista brought them their tasty beverages. Smiling courteously until the man walked away.
“ I don‘t know what I‘m going to do…I just know that I don‘t want to get rid of it.”
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 11:47 pm
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Cowboy and Codeslinger
𝕰𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝕵𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝕯𝖚𝖇𝖔𝖎𝖘XXXXXXXX
W A S P
one million keys to open your doors
one million scars to cover your holes
a million codes to open your doors
a million names to cover your floor
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Einian hadn't know what he got himself into. He could get in a few punches here and there, a kick or two, but this f** fought like a ******** devil. Yet the bottom line of it all, Harold seemed to have some serious issues. Einian was already thinking the same of Bella, but for how bad it was Harold was the absolute king.
The first punch had been a full hit, with Einian too busy trying not to trip and it made his ears ring. The man tried to ignore the little devil's words through out the fight and struggled to get in punches of his own, but his ears just kept ringing and hearing Harold snarl his insults hurt his ears. That didn't feel to good and didn't feel any better when his head almost slammed into the ground. It was all a blur and Einian could only think about trying to get the mad man of him in any way he could adding kicks to his heavily outmatched arsenal.
He was glad when the male finally let up and left the scene of his crime and Einian scrambled from the floor, but his head kept feeling like there was a drum in it. What the ******** is this? Einian kept walking through the hallways until he was out and could get some air. He was however surprised to find Casey there.
"I don't have a problem with you." Einian said only half lying. Okay they had their differences, but it felt like a normal kind of squabbling. That from a minute ago felt like way over his head. Like a drunkard he managed to get his smokes out of his pocket and offered one to Casey. Who accepted it even.
"But your boyfriend, if you can still call him human, is bloody insane."
The male was very grumpy and happily lit his own cigarette and the one Casey had taken from him. Funny he couldn't remember seeing Casey smoke before and he was doing it like a pro.
"I hope you know what you're getting into." Einian continued. He just kept taking to avoid giving into that annoying daze in his head even though it hurt to talk.
"I really don't know what his problem is and he seems to be fixated on your Bella an-" And everything went black.
Later on Einian would wake up in a hospital with doctors telling him he had a concussion and a cracked, just not broken, jaw. Lucky him...
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I don't want to give people hope when there isn't any...
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:22 am
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~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~
See my awful life in a cage.
I'm suffering for years, but you don't care.
Casey didn't listen when Harold told him to get out. Even if he wanted to he couldn't have. He had been to stunned by that almost mad look on Harold's face. He hadn't seen the male like that before and wouldn't have expected to ever see such a look on anybody's face. Casey wondered what had gotten into the painted male and underwent half of the insults Harold was throwing at Einian. Little did the male know they also hit another target. In mere seconds Casey's heart had become collateral damage. The raven pretty much ran after he heard Harold make Bella into a man trapped in a woman's body.
Outside, Casey felt like he could still hear the male snarling, but now much clearer and near his ear. Strangely enough the Bella in his mind was silent, but only a minute later it seemed Einian was there to replace her.
"I don't have a problem with you."
Casey nodded, knowing it was at least half true if you looked back at the out of hand argument from a minute ago. If anything they hadn't swapped punch or taunted each other to do so. For once Casey was glad to see a cig. He had quit two years ago, but now he could use one and a very strong drink for that matter.
"But your boyfriend, if you can still call him human, is bloody insane."
Human? That look hadn't been human. That gaze had been evil, abnormal and in no way the Harold Casey thought he knew. Casey wondered if the male was already looking for him while Einian kept on rattling.
"I hope you know what you're getting into."
Casey didn't know that any more. He was more doubtful than ever and memories of his own mother warning him for possessive and obsessive people didn't help. It seemed Harold was both. Casey had always know the possessive side of Harold, but what he had just seen was a new side entirely.
Before Casey could properly realize it Einian fell silent and collapsed into the other raven. Casey did the only thing he could do and that was dragging Einian to the nurse's office. She in turn decided that she couldn't do much about the male's state and called an ambulance. After it arrived -in silence- Casey stayed behind alone.
I think it's time you talked to me now
For once... I agree
You're afraid, aren't you?
Much, but now more of him than of whatever you could do to me
And the possible heartbreak?
Does it matter? It's already shattered...
Right now the last person Casey wanted to see was Harold. But so bare in the hallway he knew he was going to be found in the hallway.
Exorcise my violent insanity.
Share my distressing grief and die with me.
-One death every forty seconds-
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 1:57 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 10:46 pm
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Bella listened to Iorwen’s comforting words and smiled when her friend reached over and squeezed her hand. Without thinking of it, Bella reached her hand over towards Iorwen and attempted to clasp her hand again. Trying to intertwine their fingers, the brunette squeezed her hand back. Just feeling some small remnant of comfort felt wonderfully encouraging. If Iorwen was there, Bella could imagine shouldering through this mess. Everyone seemed to be on their toes, and Bella simply regretted the blonde being caught up in all this drama. ‘ If Casey turned out to be my half-brother…we‘d be in a soap opera.’ Shaking her head, Bella used her free hand to grab her coffee and take a drink.
“ Don‘t worry about those men though. They won‘t notice until you‘ll be showing and I wont say a word.”, Of course Bella believed her friend, and tried to smile as brightly as she could. ‘ Does she mean…Casey and Harold? Does she suspect who the father is as well?’ her heart raced in worry, but then she swallowed and remembered Iorwen’s experience. ‘ Perhaps she means…our men…don‘t notice. Or maybe men in general.’, Deciding not to fret or boggle the moment with concern, Bella smiled and stared down at her tea latte.
“ Do you think I should tell the father…or keep this to myself?”, Bella wanted to keep this a secret, but at the moment, she was susceptible to advice from her good friend.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 11:23 pm
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