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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 9:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 9:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 10:01 pm
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So it was all just an illusion? Looking up at her, Mark suddenly got up and hugged her from behind, just like he did with Deumos a few months ago, before she could climb the stairs.
"I forgive you..but..that is the thing I'm afraid of the most..losing you..." he sobbed a bit holding onto her shirt. "I forgot you could look into my mind and pull out my fears, I..I just want you to be with me always..I feel like I've failed you..I'm sorry! I should be the one apologizing."
Mark's heart was beating, and he still was shaking. He held onto her. "I don't know what to do anymore! I hate this! I hate the fact that you have to die!! I know this isn't your fault! Even if it is I don't care anymore! People change, heart's change! What you did long ago was in the past..this is the Deumos and Isabel that I see now!" he sobbed calming down a bit.
"I don't mind being scared, or playing that game. I know how much you need it, but if we ever do that again..I can't go down the road of you dieing on me. You are a demon, scaring is what you do, but you're also a woman. A woman with a soft heart. I love you both, and I wouldn't change any of that for the world!" he said hugging her a bit more now as he was standing up straight. His arms gently wrapped around her waist, he pulled her to him kissing her cheek.
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 2:58 pm
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She was suddenly grabbed in to a loving squeeze, before even taking a step up. The hug felt really nice, she was shocked he was so forgiving of what she just did to him. "It was cruel of me, I wasn't thinking..." The woman gave a sigh, loving his arms round her. "I was just, caught up in it all, I lost myself... but.. then you just.... broke down. It.... it made me realise even more how much I mean to you, I just never saw it before.."
Her dainty, un-clawed hand cupped his damp cheek softly. "Don't ever think you've failed me.. ever. You could've easily not come back, or bolted at the thought of being a parent. But you didn't.. your here. You try and visit me as much as you can." Isabel took one of Mark's shaky hands in hers. He was probably still freaked out by the weird hands coming out of her stomach, that too was cruel. She gently guided it to where one of the little ones were moving. "And... I know our children will have an amazing life with you.."
A sigh left her lips once he mentioned her liking all the scaring and things. "If I'm honest, it's all I can do in here. There is nothing to do, so a visitor thinking they can try their luck is entertainment, nothing more. I can't leave here, I can't contact anyone.. not that it would matter if I knew anyone, I'd out live then being stuck here." She pulled him into a hug of her own, stroking his hair softly "You don't need to do anything for me, just look after them... I'll think of something.. trick him, I don't know.. I have a small idea"
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2013 8:32 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 18, 2013 3:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 9:18 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 10:53 am
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As he wrapped his arms round her body, a few candles flickered into life around so he could see at least. She knew he didn't like the darkness, so felt the urge to please his needs.
It was then his hand moved to her stomach once more, and his words made her feel a tear coming on. Though she managed to keep a composed face for him. "Who says you won't?" the blonde woman smiled to him, running a hand down his cheek. She was trying to be positive around him, Mark didn't need any stress on him with his studies and work.
Hearing of his soon departure made her even more down, not that she showed it. She was going to be alone again. For who knows how long. "Don't worry about it, your life comes first, I will always tell you that" The thought of more cake just made her mouth water "That will last me for a while, thank you...." Isabel smiled, giving a peck to his lips softly. "So when do you have to leave?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 11:09 am
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"Isabel..you don't have to keep up appearances anymore...let your emotions out." he said to her softly noticing her blank expression. She could hide it well as a demon, but he could tell she sounded hurt a little.
This caused Mark to tear up and hug her gently. "Cry..laugh..feel emotion..just be yourself..after all it's you and me...and the little ones of course. I don't want you to bury any pain anymore, let it out..if I can handle being scared to death I can handle your emotions." he said softly placing a gentle kiss upon her lips.
He loved this woman, nothing would stop him from trying to save her and have more children with her. Mark was going to show her the world, one way or another, even if he had to follow her and the demon to hell just to get her soul back! Mark wasn't going to give up on her.
Glad for the lighting, he gently cupped her slighty chubby face. "I love you, we should have more cake. I have about an hour left I suppose..how about we cuddle, while I feed and pamper you a little?" He cooed kissing her lips once more.
"I won't be around at night, but I will still leave you gifts in the day." he said resting his forehead against hers gently, his eyes now closed. Mark was so deeply in love with her. He loved just sharing little moments like this one with her. "I love you...forever and always..." he wispered to her softly.
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 1:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 1:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 3:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 3:39 pm
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"I am too." he said looking up at her and smiling. They spent a little more time together down in the slave's quarters. When his hour was up he kissed her lips, made sure he had the story, then kissed her again.
"For the first time in a while I get to vanish before you do." he sighed sadly as they stood in the room they met in. "You'll be what four or five months when I return again? Time just goes by so fast..I love you."
Looking over at the cake he smiled. "It's yours, I'll make sure to bring you food to keep you and our little ones well nourished. Everyday I'll think of you..I promise." Hugging her he kissed her once more, before touching her lips and winking. Walking out of the room he would let her follow him out if she desired. It was odd going home in the night, it had apparantly rained too because the smell of damp grass filled his nose as he closed the door and stepped out into the night.
----------------------------------------- Two months and one week later....(five months pregnant I think?) -----------------------------------------
Mark kept his promise and made sure to leave a weeks worth of food in the room. He wouldn't visit for a while, he had planned on visiting her towards the end of the second month but he was too busy. Not a day went by that he didn't think of her or the life inside of her. Oh how he missed them. After the second month rolled by he felt so guilty. Yet was surprised that a week later he was given three days off in a row.
Monday night he would surprise her with more of his story. He had been busy writing during the bits and pieces of the past two months. The night was clear when he walked up to the mansion.
It was a bit later than he had hoped for. He figured she was probably out of the portrate by now. The tall mansion seemed like an old friend to him. Staring up he had a box of donuts under his arm, and a duffel bag hanging from his shoulder. Mark was going to surprise her by spending the night with her.
The large door creeked open and he walked in. It felt like ages since he'd been in the mansion. Walking up to their room, she..wasn't there. Odd..the painting was still there, but usually she was sitting there. Wrappers and empty food containers littered the bed, at least she was eating.
Then suddenly he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and something round slightly press into his back.
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 6:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 6:36 pm
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