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 Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 2:33 pm
The door to Peyton's room was flung open but carefully closed, to avoid Peyton's nosier neighbors for the moment. There was no ice cream this time, but there was a big and immediate hug. "I'm sorry men and boys are ******** idiots alike. They can't ******** help themselves but it doesn't excuse the s**t you gotta go through one bit I hope he gets the poops for a week and his stupid floppy hair starts falling out in the back."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 3:35 pm
The intensity of jump, nearly g open was enough to make the Sun jump, nearly dropping her glass of water, but she saved it at the last second. Just before strong arms were gathering her up into a hug, and right then and there she nearly lost it. She hadn't cried when she'd seen the ring and the key(still sitting on the table, but there was now a second ring to join the first). She hadn't cried when Noah was apologizing, she hadn't cried when she kicked him out of her room at the end of it. Stubbornly, no tears had been allowed to fall, though admittedly she was still so pissed off over the whole thing she hadn't had time yet to be hurt. Until now. After a second or two the cub was placed on the counter with care, and a much smaller set of arms were coming up to circle around Amercia's waist as Peyton leaned into her, head pressed into her collarbone.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 3:59 pm
A quiet fell. America had seen Peyton upset before, but anger and worry were the points her emotions caught on and flared. Well tread paths, easy to go down and years worth of dealing with. This was nothing so familiar and America's heart ached to see it. Noah had been Peyton's first in so many ways. After awhile, stroking blonde curls and tanned back, she stated quietly, "I love you, Pey. You're strong and you're pretty and you're smart and fun, and sometimes people think that means it's okay for you to be the one to hurt, because you can handle it better than most. But it's not okay, and it doesn't make anything hurt any less."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 4:20 pm
It felt like her throat was closing up as America spoke, and she had to draw in a deep breath, holding it, to keep from breaking down. Her eyes closed, she had to count to ten, then to fifteen, before she drew back slowly and folded her arms across her stomach. "You're gunna make me cry," she warned, looking up at soft hazel eyes.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 4:25 pm
"If it's in you, let it the ******** out honey." America gave her an encouraging smile, "I'm your Moon, I won't let anything bad happen to you just 'cause you got a bit of feelings in your eye."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 5:19 pm
The problem was, Peyton didn't want to let it out. She was stubborn, and proud, and he didn't ******** deserve the tears. She blinked, frowning deeply, before having to look down and away, fingers plucking at at her sleeve. Anger was so much easier, she just wanted to hold onto that. Keep it wrapped around her like a warm blanket, but kindness cooled the flames, and the hurt welled up in it's place. A deep breath made her thin chest rise and fall, and she unfolded her arms again so she could rub at her eyes. They felt hot, moisture stinging at the corners. "He thought he loved me," she spoke up softly, bitterness making her voice thick. " Thought."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 5:37 pm
This is why you don't rely on other people. It was the first thought, near reflexive after years of building her life around it. People change their minds, people let you down. But it was almost immediately drowned out by the surge of sympathy that followed. "Well I think we should sit down and finish that ice cream. Because I need something sweet after hearing that load of bullshit." She stalked to the minifridge and dug out the last two, ranting all the way, "Boys are sweet, but so ******** stupid, Pey. They don't know what they're doing or saying, even the nice ones. Maybe especially the nice ones. Assholes, swear to god next time I see him I'm gonna pull him around by the ear just like that Sunny lady. Who says s**t like that as if it's at all okay? Let me tell you Pey, there's two kinds of love people have in them, and one's forever but the other is just..." the redhead threw herself down on the couch, " for now. And some folks they think there's only forever, so if they end up with for now then it's all, Oh I was wrong. Like <********> them, that's not even realistic and no reason to take a big s**t all over something that was good right up until the end." America, flushed and angry, huffed a bit and took an aggressive bite of ice cream.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 6:07 pm
This is why you don't let people close. It had popped up a few times already, but every time she shoved it back down. Maybe it hurt, but how many good, amazing bonds had she formed with comrades and friends since coming here? Too many to go back to the way it used to be. She couldn't do it anymore, she wasn't that aloof, lone wolf, but so much more. Her head lifted at the proposal, and though she didn't have much of an appetite, a little chocolate might do her some good. So she followed America to the fridge(limping only a little), grabbing the other carton and a pair of spoons, then dropped unceremoniously onto the couch beside her friend. Very nearly on top[/o] of her friend.
The outrage was so much easier. The threat of tears passed as her own indignation and fury responded to America's, and she scowled as she kicked her feet up, yanked the blanket down on top of both of them, and grabbed the remote. The TV went on, and the menu screen of the Mean Girls dvd flared to life.
Mean Girls cured everything.
"I hope he's ******** happy now." It didn't sound strictly sincere... Peyton handed America a spoon.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 6:17 pm
America snorted and wriggled her a** into the cushions, "Well I hope he ******** questions himself and his ability to love someone genuinely for like....eight and a half years." It sounded incredibly sincere. "And that he gets ice crotch next time he has sex."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 6:26 pm
it helped. having someone else be genuinely angry on her behalf. it helped so much in fact that the tiniest of smiles touched soft lips before the Sun was cuddling in against America's side and open the carton of ice cream. Chocolate this time, plain jane and delicious. She took a bite, sucking on the spoon. "I figured something was wrong," she said, twirling the spoon idly as she hit play on the movie. "So it wasn't really a huge shock." Lingering aggression was taken out in the form of stabbing her spoon into the ice cream with more force than was strictly necessary.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 6:50 pm
"That flibbity-floppity assbutt," America commented direly. "He just warmed you up with a long ******** abandonment out of the ******** blue." Watching the school cliques get introduced, she added, "I guess it's one less thing to worry about." A pause and then, more brightly. "And you're free to get on that kinky stuff."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 7:06 pm
That shocked an amused snort from the Sun, but it was woefully short lived under the weight of of America's observation. How very true it was. That was what pissed her off the most, not the break up itself(though that did hurt), but the ******** approach. The weeks of awkward, clipped responses, and then nothing. It had dredges up painful emotions from the past, dug in deep. A small nod of agreement followed, then a thoughtful silence, that ended in a small shake of her head. "Maybe, though it's not like I'm really in much of a mood for it atm." To be fair, she wasn't in much of a mood for anything at the moment.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2015 11:53 pm
"Well maybe some vitamin D will put you in a better mood," America said with a dubiously innocent look. Watching Aaron Samuels on-screen the redhead rolled her eyes. "He's not even that great and his hair is kinda stupid. Like, from the eyebrows to the top of the cheekbones he's okay and I'd hit it, but definitely not go to war with a hot b***h like Regina for his a**." Digging into her ice cream, she asked, "So did you date any guys at all before? Like even first crush hand-holding type dating counts, okay."
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2015 1:27 pm
"Vitamin D- oh." Peyton sank down until she was laying across America's lap, forcing the ice cream out of her way in the process. The redhead was free to keep eating it, but she had to maneuver around the dainty blonde to do so. She pillowed hr cheek against folded arms, curling in close to the taller girl. "He's kinda cute, but meh." Right that moment all guys were stupid assholes, so Aaron Samuels wasn't going to be cut any slack. "Kinda," she answered softly, frowning. "Before Deus I had a boyfriend at one point in time, but it didn't last long or go very far. Then there was Salomon, who I thought liked me, but started blowing me off out of the blue also. And..." The frown deepened, and she turned her head, pressed her face into her arms. "I guess he doesn't really count, actually. So never mind." She'd never dated Taym, was certain her feelings for him had been one sided, and beyond a little flirting and one abrupt kiss there had been nothing between them. Well, minus the New Years thing, but that didn't really count. It wasn't really them.
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2015 8:07 pm
Snickering as Peyton got the joke, the America gladly lent the blonde her lap as furniture. She did, in fact, continue to eat her ice cream, skillfully not dripping any into her lap or its new cushion. With a curious sound at the mention of Solomon and a small aside, "Oh yeah, I remember you two were all frolicky first Christmas I was here," America listened and then went quiet at the last. For awhile it seemed as thought she'd dropped the subject entirely, but then the next thing she said was, "Things were a bit complicated between you two, right? Probably a lot like having a boyfriend without any of the perks. Did the same to me whenever we 'broke up' after never really dating in the first place." A pause and then an aggressive spoonful of ice cream, "Boys are really ******** stupid."
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