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 Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:31 pm
As soon as he was released, he went to rearranging it, to make sure it wasn't stretched or worse, torn, frowning irritably even as he realised it was unscathed. He relaxed. Just a bit, but kept a very wary eye on her in case she tried to touch it again.
"I am your friend. Or I was?" he gave her a baffled look. "I don't know what your problem is lately, I've been nothing but ******** reasonable to you, and I've told you everything."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:36 pm
"A friend wouldn't be treating me this way William. A friend wouldn't be trash talking and being generally nasty to their friends crush. A friend wouldn't out them to the whole ******** island. A friend wouldn't be doing half the s**t you are doing lately." she moved in close again. Not grabbing his shirt, she wasn't as shitty a friend as him she told herself.
"So really. What the ******** is wrong with you if you insist you're my friend?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:47 pm
He clenched his hands as she came back into his personal space again, on the brink of summoning Tracey, aware she was hurt for whatever reason and now had a good idea of what could really hurt him if she lashed out. He didn't really want to give her the chance.
But summoning a weapon was a really bad idea with his current rap sheet. So he resisted.
"I can't like all your friends sadly. And I don't like Sasha. I really ******** don't like Sasha. She's a b***h. She is. I'd dislike her even if you weren't interested in her. She's all the ******** things I hate. As for outing you, I told you, that wasn't intentional. I do a lot of s**t I regret when I'm drunk. A lot. This was small ******** potatoes."
He shrugged "So if liking everyone you like is somehow mandatory to being your friend then I guess, under that contract, I'm not your friend."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:49 pm
"You didn't give a s**t at all until I liked her." her tone clearly accusatory, "So want to try again asswipe?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:58 pm
"No, I did give a s**t. I never liked her, she was just a boring little ******** bartering chip that other people used, and then she sided with Jerry and showed her true colours as another little geeky ******** nerd. Which are clearly your type. I've never liked her, its only of late that I've realised how much." he narrowed his eyes.
"She didn't even fight back when I tripped her up. I mean she kicked at my shins but that was ******** it. That was all. Passive. I probably could have beat her up proper and she wouldn't even have fought back." this bothered him. It bothered him a lot, it made him hate her with an edge, a dangerous dark edge he couldn't even explain.
"No matter how much you complain at me, I can't like her."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:02 pm
"That's fine and good. I never ******** asked you to like her. Just lay off her. She's mine." she quite literally bristled at that statement before clearing her throat, "I-I mean, you don't see me giving Harrison this kind of bullshit do you?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:06 pm
"I can't promise to "lay off her" or I'd be bullshitting you. When I don't like people I let them know that's the case." he shrugged.
"And I don't care if you give Harrison that kind of bullshit. He's a big boy, he can handle it himself. He doesn't need me white knighting over insults." he smirked with just a slight hint of fondness "Especially when I insult him just as much on my own."
He gave her an even look. "Besides, she's not yours right? Its one sided anyway? You are wasting your energy."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:15 pm
"Shut up." she snarled, "She is still mine. As a friend, okay? You don;t see me pissing on your man parade or your individual men."
She grunted in annoyance, "Why can't you just let me be happy?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:22 pm
"I don't care if you piss on my man parade." he had to suppress a childish grin at that phrase. "Or my individual men. Both of whom can handle themselves. I don't see why you can't let your little Sasha look after herself, it'd do her good to man up a bit."
"Besides I'm not some ******** evil person, what makes you think I'd do any major damage?" he shrugged flippantly.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:27 pm
"I know she can, that's the only reason I don't shred your ******** shirt. I just don't like you rubbing it in my ******** nose all the time. Calling her a b***h on twitter? Is that meant to accomplish something?" she inched a little closer into his face again, ensuring he felt her hot huffing breath. She was pissed okay. She was sick of having to hear about this bullshit.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:36 pm
Again the threats at his shirt. Again the urge to summon Tracey. It was too close to the quick, he didn't like one bit that she was aware of his weakness in this situation, yet far too ready to threaten it.
"You aren't going to make me nice. You should know that. You say you were my friend but you don't even know that much about me. I call people whatever the ******** I want. I call Ace a b***h too. He doesn't give a ********. Only person flipping out here is you."
He actually got off the chair and backed up away from her defensively. "And get the ******** away from me, I don't even trust you not to do anything."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:40 pm
"Why don't you trust me not to?" she laughed loudly before attempting to keenly follow.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:46 pm
"Because you've never known when to stop." he kept backing up, gradually getting more and more defensive, clearly not in the least bit happy about the predatory way she was following him. "Because you don't give a s**t about what matters to me."
< Familiar >
<< Whose side are you on? >>
"I used to trust you a bit, now I don't even ******** feel like I know you any more. You are just another ******** weird.. " he didn't say what he wanted to say. "Back the ******** off. Or I'll have to summon Tracey and that with all the ******** idiots here will probably get me killed." he laughed humourlessly.
"I was having a good day."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:49 pm
"Funny. Sounds like you're describing yourself." she grinned wildly, "What's a matter William, can't handle yourself?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 8:54 pm
He backed up a little more, giving her a rather wide eyed look. No he couldn't handle himself. Because he would do the worst possible thing in the situation. Because he was well aware how ******** horrible he was.
"If you are suddenly me then I don't want to be anything to ******** do with you any more."
Narrowing his eyes he clenched his fists all the tighter, closed off, defensive. "You of all people got to know I can't handle me."
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