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 Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 4:24 pm
Greta shifted on the ground so that she was laying on her stomach. Tristian... she whispered before burying her face in the sand.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 4:57 pm
Tristian frowned and moved closer to Greta, pulling her up by her shoulders to get her face out of the sand. Greta...?
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 5:42 pm
The woman let her head fall forward, her eyes closed lightly. He still loves you, doesn't he? Even after what you did to him... Greta pulled away from Tristian's hold. You might as well just go and be with him. I know you want to. I probably wouldn't be able to make you happy like he could anyhow. What do I have to offer? She laughed weakly. What can I give that can compare to someone like him? I don't even have a ******** home. I'm never on good terms with my mom. My own daughter refuses to acknowledge that I'm her mother. She covered her face again and shook her head, still laughing. My life is a joke. Why would I ever think that I could choose what I want. To fall in love with someone finally and want to spend the rest of my life with them, and have them feel the same way? I'm the stupidest person ever.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 5:50 pm
Tristian looked to Greta a long moment, taken somewhat by surprise with her words. He gently pulled her hands from her face and cupped his own hands to her cheeks. You're not stupid...And you can compare...You have a lot to offer...I'm just scared. he admitted, frowning before he sighed softly. You could come live with me in my family's house...I offered already, remember? Or we could find somewhere for you. He shook his head some and brushed his thumbs over her cheeks, frowning still. He was quickly attatched to the girl, and it broke his heart when she left. Each time she left. If he gave in and she left again, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to handle it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 6:00 pm
The woman sighed. Tristian. I'm ready to settle down. I know I'm still really young, and this kind of thought shouldn't even be crossing my mind, but... Greta placed her hands over his on her face. If I have children, I can't be like I used to. I've changed. I want to live my life with someone I love, and that someone that I love is you. She closed her eyes tightly, still crying softly. But I don't want to be with you if you are still thinking about him or longing for him or with him. It won't work out.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 6:42 pm
Finding it hard to make sense of words, Tristian leaned in to kiss Greta softly, hoping she would gather what he was trying to say without him having to actually say it. He was still going to have to tell her something, though he wasn't sure she'd want to hear it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 6:56 pm
Greta stayed still for a moment before pulling away. Tristian, I don't want you to kiss me unless we're going to be together, she said lowly. She took a deep breath. I want to know. Are my hopes meaningless? The silver-haired girl began to cry more steadily, closing her eyes tightly. I want to know right now.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:36 pm
Tristian closed his eyes tightly and took a step back, shaking his head. I'm sorry, Greta...he managed, his voice terribly forced. I can't do this...I can't tell you that i'm going to forget everything...It's going to take time...and you don't seem to want to work on it. The boy's heart sank, and he half wanted to disappear before she could offer her opinion. He moved his hands off of her cheeks and wrapped his arms around himself, looking to the ground between them to keep from letting her see his tears.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:43 pm
Greta opened her eyes and looked to him sternly. Tristian, I'm not asking you to leave him! I just want to know who you're more in love with. I want you to tell me if I'm wasting my time! she exclaimed loudly, moving her arms around rather wildly. And I don't want to work on it if I don't have a chance. I'm not being selfish or anything. I just want to know if we have a chance. Us. Not you and him and me. Me and you. You and I! She paused to take a deep breath, exhaling a scream.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:50 pm
Tristian cupped his hands over his ears as Greta screamed, and his frame trembled faintly. He shook his head as he lowered his hands, and offered a pleading look. That's not a fair thinkg to want to know either, Greta...I love him, but I don't know you as well as I know him. What I do know about you I do love, and yes, you do have a chance. And I don't think you're wasting your time, but I can't be sure if I am or not. You say you love me now, and that you want to be with me now, but what if things change?? He let out a pathetic cough of a cry and shook his head, wiping his tears.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:56 pm
Tristian, you're being fickle. You think I'm asking too much or something? I'm not. I asked you a simple question, and you can't even answer that. Greta stood up, brushing sand off the front of her. You say I might change, that you don't know how I'll be after time... But what about him, Tristian? He's not God. He's not perfect you know. You think his love can last forever, but mine can't? She rolled her eyes. Though she was still sad, she was becoming increasingly frustrated with him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 2:40 pm
But it's not a simple question, Greta! Tristian half shouted half whined. It might be a simple if I knew you like I know him, if we were closer the way I am with him, but we're not! The blonde shook his head and clenched his teeth a moment before his shoulders fell again. I wish we were, but it just seems like we never will be. Because you get angry with me and leave, and that just doesn't seem like grounds for a magical relationship...He had to admit, though, he wanted a magical relationship. Someone to stand by through thick and thin, that he could love with everything he had and who'd do the same.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 3:32 pm
I've said this before, and I guess I'll say it again, she started calmly. I've changed. I was going through a tough time. There were things going on. Not to mention the fact that I'm confused as hell by you and what you're doing in regards to your relationship with him! she shouted through tears. It's driving me crazy how much I love you, and I just want to know if I'm wasting my time and emotions on something that doesn't have a chance! Greta moved her hands to her face once again and dug her nails into her cheeks. Tristian... I know you don't know me like you know him. But keep in mind that I haven't been around as much as he has. We haven't known each other as long. Why can't we take the time to get to know each other... To get to love each other? Or at least have you love me as much as I love you... She sighed, letting her arms fall to her sides.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 5:37 pm
I didn't say we couldn't take the time to let something develope, Greta...Tristian tried to say, steady as he could. I just don't want to get hurt...I'm just scared. He was lacking the energy to shout or be upset anymore, and was rather desperate for a rest on a couch, wrapped in a blanket.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 11:41 am
Greta looked to Tristian. You're scared to get to know me, but you weren't scared to get to know him? Tristian, it seems like you highly favor him. You're acting like he can do no wrong. She sighed and shook her head, adverting her gaze to the ground. I guess I didn't need you to answer me, I know the answer on my own...
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