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 Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 8:31 pm
Her weapon was getting more insistent.
"Because I'm selfish and I want you to stay." It was stupid and foolish and he didn't want her. He didn't want to be here. She should let time pass before making decisions or doing anything drastic. There would always be hope. She would always hope. She was just really bad about giving up sometimes.
"I don't want someone else to make me happy." Too soon, too soon. Too soon to dump things like this on him. But he should know.
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 8:41 pm
"You want me to stay?"
He let out a bitter laugh.
"Were you not the one who pushed me away just a second ago, who said I had no obligations towards you? Who are you now to say that I should stay? Maybe you were right. Maybe I did forget you because I wanted to, because you can never make up your damn mind. Maybe I got tired of you always giving me mixed messages. Maybe I'm just sick of it all, and wanted to end it. Maybe I'm just sick and tired of it all. Stop pretending. Just say you hate me. Say that you never want to see my face again. Tell me you want me out of your life forever. Or don't. You don't have to. I get it. Right now, all I am is a reminder of someone who failed you. All I am, is a reminder of every painful memory left behind. Well, you don't have to worry, because I'm done. I'm sick and tired of trying to be someone I'm not. I'm not your boyfriend. Perhaps I was, at one time, but I'm not anymore. So stop kidding yourself, and move on."
He didn't want to try anymore. It hurt too much. It hurt him to say that, but he'd rather her hate him and just move on. It hurt too much trying to fix something beyond repair.
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 9:31 pm
Armagnac was cursing.
Sherry clenched her fist and pulled on his shirt before letting go, moving him at least enough that she could step in front of him without too much trouble. She slapped him, not quite as hard as she could, but close enough.
"Stop telling me how I feel. I'm not pretending anything. I love you, you stupid arrogant jerk. I did and I will. So don't you dare tell me what I feel, because you don't know. You don't even know me, because you forgot and I damn well hope it was worth it." She was looking at him as she spoke, anger evident. The safe emotion that took the tears away.
"I just wanted you to be happy, and I didn't want to push myself onto you, because that's not fair to you. I never wanted a pretend boyfriend.You're the one sending mixed messages. Talking about dates and things when you just met me and then trying to run away. Why don't you ******** grow a backbone and tell me what you really want? Or don't." She stepped in a little closer.
"Do what you want. Run away and forget me again. It's easier, I'm sure." She felt those stupid tears trying to come back. "But do it knowing it's not what I want you to do."
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 10:15 pm
He hadn't expected her to lash out, not like that, and staggered back slightly, hand touching the spot where she slapped him. His eyes widened slightly as she spoke, choosing to keep quiet until she finished.
His hand dropped, cheek still stinging slightly, and he turned his head, making eye contact with her.
"Then tell me what you want. I just wanted to help you, to repay you for helping me. You're right. I shouldn't have come here out of obligation or pity, and I admit I did come here out of a bit of both. But I did want to get to know you more. I wanted to know why I had forgotten about you, and though I can't speak for my past self, I have a feeling I know why."
He lowered his head, not wanting to see her reaction for this part.
"I think... I forgot you not because I didn't care about you, but because I wanted you to have better. Even in the time I was here, I could see how hurt you were, and every time I tried to coax it out of you, you'd try to keep it bottled up inside. I can't help but feel there's something about me that I'm keeping from you, that if you found out... no. I think I was trying to protect you from it. Even now, I don't know if it was better that I forgot it, but..."
He sighed, not knowing where he was going with this anymore.
"What I want is for you to be happy again. I want you to forget all those unhappy thoughts, and maybe... maybe you could, if I was out of your life, since I seem to be the source of them."
His gaze held hers again, a slight frown on his face.
"I don't care if you push yourself onto me. At least you're being honest. And I... maybe I won't push you away. As I am now... there's no one else I can really turn to, especially since Chester's gone, and..."
Was he really going to admit this to her? It wasn't like... he really had anything else to lose. He already expected her to let him leave, so even if he did... well, he was prepared.
"I was serious about the offer. I do want to spend time with you, to get to know you better, but I realize that's unfair to you, since you've been through all this before. I just... I don't know what I want anymore."
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 11:26 pm
She'd waited, giving him time to say what he had to say, the anger slipping away as she listened. The silence that followed his words lasted two heartbeats, and then she sighed. "I want you to be happy. I want to be the one that makes you happy, like you make me happy. You're not the source of unhappy thoughts, you make them go away. Yeah, sure. It hurts right now, but it can't magically not hurt. Being forgotten sucks. But it doesn't change the way I feel about you. I know that's selfish of me, but that's the way it is." She laughed and wiped at a tear. "And I want you to stop trying to push me away so I can 'find better'. That's just as stupid now as it was last time. I decide who deserves my love and my time, no one else."
Sherry sighed again, and looked at the floor. "If you want to spend time with me and I want to spend time with you, then stop making it difficult. I mean, there's plenty I can learn about you, too. You're not exactly an open book." She looked at him again for a moment, then her gaze shifted to nothing on the wall. "And we never really had a date or anything, so nothing's unfair. Not that that's what spending time together has to mean."
Sherry looked at Jake again. "I'm...I'm confused, too. But I know what I want, and I know who I am. I don't know how to not flirt with you, but I can learn. I just... want you to be with me because you want to." Friend or otherwise, she told herself.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 9:35 pm
It hurt that he was the one that caused her pain, that he was the one that ended up forgetting her, but he couldn't help but feel his face heat up at her mentioning that she wanted to be the one to make him happy, and... had she really been flirting with him all this time? If so, either he was doing a really poor job of picking it up, or her definition of flirt was different from his.
"I... I suppose you're right. I'm not you, so I can't speak on behalf of your feelings. If you want to go after this failure of a hunter, then by all means, go ahead. Who am I to stop you?"
He gave a small smile.
"Though, if you were flirting, I don't think you were trying hard enough."
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 10:17 pm
Of course she was right. She knew that. The only people that knew exactly how she felt were her and Armagnac, and the lindwyrm didn't fully understand how she felt. Though she'd not hesitate to point out that Sherry didn't fully comprehend everything, either.
As Jake continued speaking, even before he showed her that little smile, Sherry was beginning to turn red again, or at least redder. Between crying and feelings she was pretty sure she was already a lovely shad of pink.
"I...um..." She closed her mouth and glanced at the floor, a bit flustered. She wasn't immediately sure about how to respond to that. Any of it. It was...like an invitation. There was no other way to take it, was there?
"I," she repeated, "was trying really hard not to flirt with you." Ok. She didn't know if it was all flirting, really, but she had been trying to not do what she would have normally done. Besides, it's really hard to flirt when you're trying not to bawl your eyes out.
Sherry stepped a bit closer to Jake. "Not that I'm very good at such things anyway," she said, smiling through drying tears. One hand reached out and her fingers brushed at the hair above his ear, as though pushing it back as she leaned in a little closer. "And you're the only one who can stop me," she whispered.
Armagnac mumbled some kind of agreement at that, and did the thing she does when she's turning her back on a situation. Sherry noted a hint of satisfaction emanating from her weapon.
Smiling, she let her hand rest on Jake's cheek, her thumb running over his cheekbone. "I have to warn you though. I'm extremely selfish, and my weapon wants to murder you for making me cry."
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 10:35 pm
Oh. Well. He had been meaning for it to be like a joke, not for her to actually...
He found himself stiffening, face flushing slightly when she moved closer, feeling her fingers in his hair.
"What if... I don't WANT to stop you?"
... he should really think about what he was saying before actually speaking.
His face grew warmer as she touched his cheek, and he felt his heartbeat quicken.
"Are you trying to make me stay or scare me off? If the latter, I'll have you know I don't scare that easily."
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 1:23 am
Sherry didn't think she could blush any harder, but her expression might have grown a shade more flustered. Her own heart was fluttering, her emotions still running high from everything that had happened so far. With Jake's words and her own proximity to him, well. She looked at him, still smiling, still lightly running her thumb over his cheek. "Well..." she whispered, almost unsure of what to say. It was hard to tell what he was thinking, and she wasn't really sure about what she was thinking, either. She took another step closer, her free hand reaching out and grasping his shirt as she leaned in to press her lips to his. A soft, simple kiss. Maybe a little hesitant, a little shy, but definitely a kiss. He could interpret her answer to his questions however he wanted.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 7:20 pm
He told himself not to step back as she drew closer, but couldn't help but stiffen slightly when she pulled him closer. His eyes widened slightly when he felt her lips against his, but a moment later, he relaxed, his own eyes closing as he wrapped his arms around her, completing the kiss.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 9:31 pm
Sherry relaxed when she felt Jake do the same, pressing a little more of herself into the kiss, for just a few moments, before leaning back and letting it end. "Are we starting something?" She whispered the question while her eyes searched his face.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 11:12 pm
His arms were still around her waist when she ended the kiss, and he gave her a curious look, lips curling into a smile.
"That depends. Do you... want to start over?"
He knew that for her, there had already been something between the two of them, but for him...
Well, figuratively speaking, that had been his first kiss (or second) since he didn't recall anything about her, and though it still felt new to him, his lips tingled with a sense of familiarity about it, like it had happened before.
He sighed, resting his forehead against hers as he closed his eyes.
"I can't... promise that I won't do something that'll end up hurting you again, but as long as you promise not to give up on me... then I won't either."
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 11:34 pm
Sherry let go of his shirt and let that hand fall to Jake's waist, her other hand on his neck. She nodded, and let out a small breath of relief when she felt his forehead on hers. It was warm (Everything on the island was warm, but this was a nice, comforting warm.), it was familiar. She could almost forget being forgotten. Almost. Maybe, more or less starting over was a good thing.
"Then I promise not to give up on you," she said. Her fingers began to lightly brush at his hair as she leaned against him, both familiar gestures for her. A thought struck her and she had to ask, "I'm not rushing things, am I?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 11:52 pm
Getting to know your girlfriend again as well as develop feelings for her all within the span of a day or two. No matter how he looked at it, he was pretty sure something like this usually took time. At least, much more than two days. A week, maybe. A month, more likely. But that was just it. They already had all that time before. Just because he forgot, didn't mean it hadn't happened. And he had felt drawn to her, despite everything, so perhaps...
He only let out a soft chuckle, shifting so that he pressed his lips against her forehead.
"Not at all." he murmured. "We can skip a few steps here and there, but if you want... we can start from the absolute beginning."
Which meant... less touching and kisses, but at this point, he wanted her comfortable more than anything, and so, if that meant they had to take things slow, he was fine with that too.
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 4:47 am
Closing her eyes, she smiled at the sign of affection. His words made her smile widen a bit, and she leaned on him more. "Not the absolute beginning. I'm not making another awkward love confession." She gave a tiny laugh. Sherry bit her lip in contemplation. "I suppose we could start anywhere between there and here." Her arms squeezed him a little tighter and she left a kiss on his cheek. Then she stepped back just a little, so she could look him in the eye. "Do you have time to spend the afternoon with me? If you want to, that is."
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