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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 11:46 pm
You will not stay because you will not let yourself stay, Miss. You proved that tonight. You stopped yourself from talking with Maria. A woman who only wanted to welcome you and love you. You have thought only of yourself since you have been here, even putting me at a distance. If that is how you wish for your stay to be, then so be it. And now I bid you good night, Miss. Eric stopped, giving her a long look before turning to head back to the west wing.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 11:56 pm
She blinked, then walked into the room and slammed the door with all the force she could muster. She dropped the knives on to the bedside table, or whatever similar she found, and flopped down on the bed. she gave a small scream of rage and threw one of her shoes against the door. "Who else should I have thought of?" she whispered angerly at the door, tears streaming down her face. "Who?" she snarled with a bit more volume now. "Why shouldn't I save myself the pain that's coming?" she threw the other shoe and screamed in frustration as loudly as she good then flopped onto her back on the bed when that didn't help. she pulled the pillow over her face and sobbed into it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:08 am
You are thinking about yourself in the wrong way, Little One. We want to be your friends. You assume that we all wish to hurt you. That is not the case. I want do not wish to do such a horrible thing, and neither does Maria. Whatever sadness you hold in your heart, we wish to share with you, no matter how great it is. Please, let us in, let us be your friends.
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:09 am
*You may not wish to hurt me now, but everyone does. I'm allowed to be tired of hurting! Everyone who ever tries to take care of me turns out to hate me or winds up dead! At least the hag got that pout of the way with and went straight to hating me! At least there I didn't have to wait and wonder!*
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:20 am
Eric nosed the door open and bounced up on her bed, something he considered a potentially dangerous move. Everyone does not wish to hurt you. That you believe that is hurtful. How could you ever think such a thing of me? I have never hated you and I never will. I know you have been hurt before, but please don't let yourself be lonely and unhappy all your life just because someone has not treated you as they should have.
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:23 am
*No, you're more likely to hurt me by dying thinking you're protecting me, like Leelee,* she sent with a sobbing hiccup. *I'd rather you just hate me, then dying a stupid death like that. At least if you hate me, you're still alive.* she sent miserably still laying on her back, hugging the pillow to her face and crying.
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:35 am
Shh....that will never happen. I cannot die. I will live forever until I decide to greet the dawn. And second, it is impossible for me to hate you. It hurts me more wanting to help you and not being able to comfort you or care for you as you should be than it would if someone drove a stake through my heart. I beg you to let me be in your heart and your life.[/]
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:36 am
*be careful what you wish for* she muttered darkly in a bitter mental voice.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 7:51 pm
I will wish never regret meeting you. I could never regret anything that had to do with you, Little One.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 11:16 pm
*You'd be surprised* came the grim sending accompanied by a choked sob.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 11:23 pm
I will never be regretful. Nor should you. We have been given a gift to know one another.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 11:36 pm
"hope you kept the receipt," she mumbled.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 10:10 pm
Eric growled low and nipped at her lightly. I grow tired of this attitude. I can rattle for days on how much you have come to mean to me, yet you insist that I am merely wasting my time. What have I done to not be worthy of you?
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:51 pm
"What have I done for you to think so much of me anyhow? You just met me!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 11:57 pm
You have no idea what it is that you mean. Those of my kind have great powers, though at a cost. As we age, we lose the ability to see in color and to feel emotion. The only thing that we can feel is the thrill of the kill. To one who has not felt anything in centuries, this can become addicting. And if one of my kind gives into this feeling, they become terrible creatures that are so addicted to the high of the kill that they become depraved and horrible monsters. There is one way that a male of my kind to regain the feelings and the colors without the loss of his soul. They need to find a light to dispel the darkness from their souls. You are the light I have been searching for for so long. But it is not only that that draws me to you. You are a strong and determined individual. These are characteristics I admire. And even if you were not the flame, I would have helped you and comforted you. You deserved at least that much from me...from everyone.
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