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 Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 11:35 pm
[Harold...]
Harold knew how upset, mad, Casey would be. If he had even heard a part of what he said he would be mad as heck…but surely Casey knew that that creature who kicked Einian’s tail wasn’t his usual self. Didn’t he? ‘ I don‘t know why I‘ve been so psycho lately…’ Was it really just to make sure Casey was his? Was he really that possessive? They had been separated for a long time, and he had been okay with it because they were friends. Then Bella leaves, and Casey is messed up for so long…and Harold didn’t know what to do. Or how to feel. Why had it been…so wonderful, to curse Einian out? Why did he hate the p***k so badly to want to beat him to a pulp? Harold sat on the bathroom sink for the longest time, trying to think about the consequences of his actions…and why he even did them in the first place.
~
Eventually, Harold limped out of the bathroom without any make-up on. Having washed it to clean his nose, the man limped towards Casey with a deeply sorrowful expression on his face. Laying his hand on Casey’s shoulders, Harold then retracted it and swallowed the remorse in his throat.
“ I‘m so sorry about what happened…earlier…I don‘t know why I‘ve been so upset at Einian. You should know that I was just saying bullsh*t to get him to leave Bella alone. I don‘t know her like you do…I wouldn‘t really mean that stuff. But I‘m sorry for saying it.”
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 12:23 am
“ I don‘t know who the father is and I don‘t need to, but it really depends on you and…Him…if you think it‘s right and he‘s not a jerk then I‘d at least share the news.”, Bella needed to finish drinking her tea before she could formulate her thoughts enough to make a reply. ‘ Has Casey been a jerk?’ A little. Yes. Maybe. ‘ Enough to warrant not knowing about his offspring?’ No…he couldn’t help how he felt. At least he cared enough to not want to hurt her anymore. Harold was the one who had just been cruel in the way of relaying that fact. ‘ But that news would have been devastating enough! He didn‘t need to…sleep with me…and crush me like an ant.’ Bella didn’t understand what was up with Harold…but unfortunately, she was too upset to go anywhere near him. Or Casey…who was obviously madly in love with him and didn’t have the time of day to say hello.
“ I don‘t know what to say…or if I should tell him…but I‘ll keep thinking on it. Right now…I don‘t think he even wants to talk to--”, Bella’s eyes absentmindedly looked about the room long enough to see the time on the clock. ‘ Oh no!!’, rushing up from her seat to get in line for another drink. Bella knew they had to hurry or they wouldn’t make it back to school in time for their next class.
~
Walking into her next class, that was unfortunately shared with Casey, Bella rushed to her usual seat in the back of their woodshop class and waited for Iorwen to walk in and join her. An elective that happened to be the only one free, Bella frowned as she grabbed the plastic goggles by the wall and looked for the pieces of wood that they had been carving and sanding yesterday for their shared project. Looking very much like a lumberjack, Bella hoped that hiding out in the back of the class would work like every other day of school. Harold was usually in their class…but with the bloodied up knee she saw…the idea that he might not be there made Bella nervous. ‘ Oh please be home nursing him Casey…’
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 12:33 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ See my awful life in a cage.
I'm suffering for years, but you don't care.
Casey knew that even though that one cig he had was long gone that he'd still smell of it. Taste like it, but he didn't care much. He had no desire to be kissed at the time any how. Harold's a rival, though unwelcome, did get something of a smile on Casey's pensive face despite his thoughts. He was still considering how he'd get to talk to Bella without Harold stuck on his leg to avoid. It didn't look like it was going to happen on college. Yet, where could it then?
Casey listened to Harold's words and excuses. Yet it seemed to leave him as cold as before. It seemed that lately Harold had a different creature living inside him. Some sort of evil twin that Casey hadn't seen before. No that wasn't true, he had seen it before when the man had broken down on his bedroom floor. What if he hadn't seen the worst yet? That was a rather scary thought.
"Don't say it then to begin with. Especially if you don't mean it."
Casey sounded mad, but pretty calm to. He gazed in the eyes of Harold knowing that he was looking at the Harold he knew now. He was as sweet as a puppy now. Enough to make Casey's heart melt, but he couldn't just let this pass without a single word.
"That wasn't you back there Harold. How do I know I'm not talking to that thing right now?"
Casey couldn't lie about it. He just couldn't, but could Harold take that sort of honesty?
Exorcise my violent insanity.
Share my distressing grief and die with me. -One death every forty seconds-
დდდ
XXX
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 1:30 am
   RETURNMORETOCEN【Enigma⌒o f⌒freedom】RETURNMORETOCEN
【Unclosing⌒a n⌒unseen⌒d o o r】RETURNMORETOCEN ☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽RETURNMORETOCEN
Iorwen was kind of sad that they had to go back to class, but there was nothing to do about it. Bella was hurrying along like always and Iorwen was coming in at her own slower pace. She wasn't as involved with all the dramatic things that happened to the brunette, but at least now she didn't have to hide that extra bit of concern because she seemingly had convinced Bella she could be trusted on that part.
"Relax.", the blonde whispered as she sat down. "Nothing can harm you while I'm here." Iorwen then smiled before she put on her own glasses and the safety glasses. It wasn't really comfortable for her ears, but she had no choice. It was that or not seeing the details properly on that piece of wood. Talking of the wood, Iorwen helped looking for it and found it not to far away. She moved to pick it up and set it front of Bella.
"We might be able to get this finished today." Stated the blonde, glad for the prospect. This was one of her less favoured courses and the sooner she didn't have to get this any more the better. She didn't get why she even got this, but she also knew education had a habit of not making sense.
☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 7:49 pm
[Harold...]
“ Don‘t say it then to begin with. Especially if you don‘t mean it.”, The words were kind stabs, and Harold grimaced from the acidic fluid burning from the emotional wounds. But Casey wasn’t done yet, and Harold waited to hear the real weapon be unleashed.
“ That wasn‘t you back there Harold. How do I know I‘m not talking to that thing right now?”, Harold didn’t know how to answer that. How to reassure him. ‘ I have no idea if I‘m different now than I was, other than knowing I‘m acting out of character.’ Shaking his head back and forth very slowly, Harold leaned on the nearby wall or locker and let a solemn face bubble up and contort his features. The man was deeply contemplative, and at the moment he contemplated only glum subjects within his mind. ‘ Casey doesn‘t know…and I don‘t want to tell him…but if I don‘t…then our relationship will just keep crumbling apart.’
“ Casey…I‘ve been taking antidepressants for the past few weeks. It hurts…watching you suffer, and I just didn’t want you to see me sad. I didn't want to make things worse...But I think they are interfering with my other meds.”, Embarrassed and ashamed, Harold couldn’t look Casey in the eye, and even kept a few inches of space to try and protect himself from emotional attacks.
“ I think I‘ll go home for the rest of the day…let the medication wear off…and go see my doctor. Maybe he‘ll know whats going on.”, Nodding to himself as if it was already discussed and agreed upon, Harold tried to give his boyfriend a strong hug and a peck on the cheek (since he didn’t deserve one on the mouth) before limping towards his car. Humiliated more than ever before, Harold spent the entire walk feeling quite distraught for himself. ‘ I can‘t tell him I have mental problems. He‘d think I was crazy.’ Perhaps he was, but the man wasn’t ready to admit defeat just yet.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 8:29 pm
[edited her poly!]
“ Relax”, Iorwen whispered after the sound of the nearby chair being dragged across the floor could be heard outside of Bella’s own ‘little world’. “ Nothing can harm you while I‘m here.”, Bella glanced up from scraping the satisfying paper over the wood to see a smile on her friend’s pretty face. Bella thought that she meant Casey more so than any dangerous equipment, and so the brunette passed her a pleasant smile. As there were many individual pieces in their project before they assembled it together to make a large ‘keepsake box’, Bella happily wiggled (in her head at least) at seeing another piece of wood that she was able to sand for a few hours.
“ We might be able to get this finished today.”, Bella snorted/choked on a laugh as a response. ‘ She‘s kidding; right?’ Their project being done was like a housewife thinking the living room was fine and dandy. It was nice and acceptable, until one had an interior decorator come in to take a look at it. Bella was no grand artist, but she could see the blemishes in the wood that needed to be sanded. Little bits that needed to be cut, that she was just too pernickety to short-cut even though they would get a B plus on their project if they did hammer it all together now. Bella knew that Iorwen wasn’t quite fond of this class, but it was an ‘art elective’ so while Bella had signed up for this early Iorwen simply hadn’t had any better options. ‘ No matter…when I take chem with you…I‘ll be completely clueless.’, so far, Casey hadn’t shown up with Harold…so she didn’t have anything to worry about…
" We'll be done when we're done Winnie. Until then, you'll just have to endure the tedious.", Bella let out a little giggle and continued to rake the sandpaper against the wood.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 1:46 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
The news that Harold was taking anti depressants was kind of shocking. Something Casey wouldn't approve of willingly, but it sounded almost like Harold knew what he was doing. Casey already knew Harold took meds -having seen them in the male's house- but what they were and what for Casey never figured out. Names said nothing and there wasn't a leaflet with information stuck onto the pills.
“ I think I‘ll go home for the rest of the day…let the medication wear off…and go see my doctor. Maybe he‘ll know whats going on.”
Casey nodded, that sounded like a good plan. Let the crappy mess of chemicals wear of. Casey figured that if he really wanted to know what Harold was taking that he could ask Iorwen on an of chance. Talking of the blonde. Didn't she spend allot of time with Bella these days? A small nervous knot formed in Casey's stomach at the idea of a chance that had slipped in his mind, but he was distracted by Harolds hug. The male was going to go home and Casey couldn't honestly stomach going to class alone right now.
"Harold wait!", cried out the raven, but the painted male was already to far to notice. Without much doubt Casey went after Harold. That was also his easy ride that was going to leave. It didn't take too long for Casey to catch up just in time before Harold would start the car he drove. The raven open the driver side door and had a more concerned look on his face. He couldn't let Harold drive with a limp leg.
"Come on scoot over, I'll drive. Screw class...", Commanded the raven. Casey usually didn't put up such a commanding tone, being quite a bit more submissive than Harold. Yet it didn't sound like Casey was going to let Skully change his mind.
Hard to define, it always is
It's hard to scream with your throat full of glass -I get in line, I always do-
დდდ
XXX
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 2:06 am
RETURNMORETOCEN 【Enigma⌒o f⌒freedom】RETURNMORETOCEN
【Unclosing⌒a n⌒unseen⌒d o o r】RETURNMORETOCEN ☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽RETURNMORETOCEN
" We'll be done when we're done Winnie. Until then, you'll just have to endure the tedious."
Iorwen giggled a little as well. It was tedious, but at least she had a partner with a sense of humour from time to time to work with. Wood just was something that made Iorwen feel incredibly useless. It wasn't her thing. yes she was good for measuring, weighing and brewing things as exact as it could be done. Well at least with considering continuity she told herself. Nothing was exactly as it was. Everything differed from what you had measured, a tiny bit or allot.
"Well I tell you, it's easier to make soap."
Iorwen started to sand the piece she had that was actually pretty much unfinished. She knew however Bella would take a turn at it as well and make it look fifty times better then when it had left the blonde's hands.
((crappy... Bella still hasn't asked Iorwen to move in =P)) ☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 3:04 am
“ Harold wait!”, Harold certainly heard his boyfriend in the background, but his inner monologue was a bit more important at the moment. You know exactly how bad it will hurt if you hide this for months. Years. It will crush you. Destroy you. To be honest, Harold was only imagining the pain he would feel, and his heart was prematurely breaking because of it. You should just tell him now and end things before its too painful. ‘ I can‘t.’ at the moment being without him completely was just as painful a thought. Selfish, for once, Harold shook his head as he walked through the parking lot and opened his car door. Stepping inside, the man was about to turn on the car when his door opened and Casey was there. As endearing as this little scene was, seeing Casey’s face only reminded him that soon…it would all be over.
“ Come on scoot over, I‘ll drive. Screw class.”, Any other day Harold would have smirked a ‘******** yes!’ and scooted; but for once the man shook his head. Avoiding eye-contact, just to keep from showing the pain in his gaze, Harold raised his arm as if it was a barrier to purposefully keep his boyfriend out of the car.
“ No.”, Harold shook his head again.
“ Casey…I just need to think alone. I‘m not myself.”, Trying to be more reassuring that he felt, Harold averted his chin and looked up at Casey and forced a smile.
“ You can screw class if you want, do whatever, but I…just need some space. I have a lot on my mind…that I need to process…”, The man let out a broken chuckle.
“ Heh, if you don‘t get in there…we‘ll both fail woodshop.”, with that Harold turned on the ignition and playfully shooed his boyfriend away. He vowed to call later, but whether he would or not was entirely up to his mental health and how he would feel later that day.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 3:29 am
[edited her poly!]
“ Well I tell you, it‘s easier to make soap.”, Chuckling at that comment because Bella couldn’t imagine how making soap was ‘easy’, the girl was suddenly reminded of their private talk in the bathroom. Which reminded her of the subject that she had yet to bring up to her friend. ‘ I might as well ask now…’, Shaking her head, Bella -tried- to be as ‘casual’ as she could be. Her hands still repetitiously scraping the sanding paper against the wood.
“ Speaking of soap…”, Bella began. “ Einian has showed interest in moving in with me.”, Realizing how that sounded, Bella shook her head and leaned in close to whisper near Iorwen’s ear.
“ He‘s…not the father…but I…well I thought he was gay, but every so often he seems to make moves towards me. I‘m worried that if he takes the room, he‘ll want to be with me…”, With a sigh, Bella knew that no one would be paying any attention to her while she was in the back of class.
“ While…sleeping with him might…be a good cover…its just not right to me. I don‘t want Einian thinking I‘m having his baby, so if you weren‘t tied down to your room at that house…the room will be open in a week. If you want it, I think I could convince my room-mate to save it for you.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:22 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
“ No.”
Casey growled a little at Harold denying him passage to the car. He wasn't going to let Harold get away with a simple no.
“ Casey…I just need to think alone. I‘m not myself.”
Alone? Casey shook his head a that. He didn't care any more if Harold wasn't feeling like himself. If really was just meds it'd be over soon. Right? At least Casey thought so or figured so.
“ You can screw class if you want, do whatever, but I…just need some space. I have a lot on my mind…that I need to process…”
Well, he was going to skip class, his mind was made up on that part. If the result possibly was failing the class Casey didn't mind. A one time skip couldn't exactly get that result in Casey's mind. The goal was pretty okay and all Casey wanted was to figure out if Harold was still alive in that body.
When Harold turned the ignition, Casey forced his way in and stopped it and kept a hold of Harold's hand to avoid the man would start the car again needlessly.
"Look I made up my mind. If I must I'll make up by dancing to the Spice Girls if I must. So scoot over, I'm driving." Casey said all that in a much firmer tone and then pressed his lips firmly against Harold's. When he broke the kiss Casey added an overly sweet. "Please?"
Casey wasn't planning on taking no for an answer. He didn't want to go to class alone, not with Bella there and even less with this current mess between himself and Harold. Nor did he want to let Harold drive home alone with a limp leg. Casey was still mad about that idiot fight, but he figured Harold could make it al right in a second if given the right and proper chance.
Hard to define, it always is
It's hard to scream with your throat full of glass -I get in line, I always do-
დდდ
XXX
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 1:06 am
RETURNMORETOCEN 【Enigma⌒o f⌒freedom】RETURNMORETOCEN
【Unclosing⌒a n⌒unseen⌒d o o r】RETURNMORETOCEN ☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽RETURNMORETOCEN
“ Speaking of soap… Einian has showed interest in moving in with me.”
That big headed stump. Why had he shown an interest to begin with? He wasn't the father of the kid that was coming, was he? Iorwen pretty much thinking the worst frowned to avoid a grimace coming up on her face.
“ He‘s…not the father…but I…well I thought he was gay, but every so often he seems to make moves towards me. I‘m worried that if he takes the room, he‘ll want to be with me…”
Iorwen felt as if her mind had just been read by the brunette. At least what she had thought wasn't too true. Einian gay sounded like a serious joke. He seemed to run after everything with boobs and a c**t whenever he believes he could get away with it. So Iorwen more then understood that Bella seemed to dread the idea that he'd be in a room alone with her. Iorwen Didn't like the idea much either.
“ While…sleeping with him might…be a good cover…its just not right to me. I don‘t want Einian thinking I‘m having his baby...”
Damn right you didn't want to think that. The guy had the sense of responsibility of a toddler. Besides, why would Bella want to cover it up so much? There was no use in it other than making things worse than they already were.
“"...,so if you weren‘t tied down to your room at that house…the room will be open in a week. If you want it, I think I could convince my room-mate to save it for you.”
Iorwen wasn't quite expecting that turn into a request. Yet she liked the idea of moving in with somebody she actually knew. So far she had hardly spoken with Casey and Einian she rather didn't know. She lightly nodded before answering.
"I'm not tied down. I'd love to move in with you."
☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 12:39 am
“ Look I made up my mind. If I must I‘ll make up by dancing to the Spice Girls if I must. So scoot over, I‘m driving.”, It was very had to be mad at a man you cared about when the image of them dancing to the spice girls made Harold want to giggle. Before he could laugh, or otherwise comment, Casey pressed his mouth against his own and Harold’s bad mood seemed to melt away. Replaced by another mood altogether.
“ Please?”, ******** did he have to use secret weapons? Shaking his head, Harold leaned over Casey’s body to close the door and lock it. A very devious smirk crossing his mouth as his hand attempted to turn off the ignition and turn on the air conditioning. With one quick glance about the parking lot, Harold grinned quite dashingly at the fact that there were no people around to witness them. Leaning in, he pressed his mouth to his boyfriend’s and caressed his lips over the matching piercing in Casey’s lip. The metal soundlessly clinking together, Harold grazed his hands up Casey’s neck to frame the underside of his jaw before a smack sound tried to bridge the gap between a deep kiss and a make-out session.
“ We both know you‘d dance to the spice girls anyway.”, Harold teased before attempting to pull Casey on top of him while lying down in the bed of the car and motioning a ‘come hither’ with his fingers.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:49 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
It seemed to have had effect at last! Harold seemed to finally agree, though Casey hadn't pretty much gotten to his last ditch effort to get Harold to listen finally. Though was this the result he had wanted? The devious smirk didn't spell out much too good, or... Friendly.
We both know you‘d dance to the spice girls anyway.”
Uhu... Harold could say that again and it would still be damn true. Casey let himself get pulled down by Harold, only fully realizing what was playing in his head and pants when he saw that pretty little finger. Oh, this was way too naughty...
"it's official Harold. You're insane.", Casey whispered, his voice already hazed over with that damnable lust. That one feeling that could just push every bit of worry out of the way. That same feeling pushed Casey to kiss Harold again, deepen it and draw it out longer. It had to break though, he still had to breathe. With a hazy look in his eyes Casey moved to bite Harold's chin and then bite in the males neck.
Hard to define, it always is
It's hard to scream with your throat full of glass -I get in line, I always do-
დდდ
XXX
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:37 am
[I'm going to post this, and you are going to like it. jk, but I demand hope so.]
“ Then maybe I should swallow a pill.”, Harold spoke rather darkly as that devilish smirk overshadowed his face. The pressure beneath his jeans combined with the strength of how strongly he ground his crotch against Casey’s was almost painful, and Harold made no secret of how thick his lusty voice had become. Raising his free hand to tightly squeeze Casey’s neck to pull his lover to him, Harold softly slammed his mouth against Casey’s own before slipping his tongue into Casey’s mouth. Groaning heatedly against Casey’s mouth, Harold closed his eyes under the wake of how delightful the texture of Casey’s mouth felt against his own. Lost within that sensual feeling, Harold wasn’t quite aware of how strongly his groin was grinding into Casey’s own; only that the pleasure shivered down his legs from his erection and flooded throughout his body. Lovingly stroking Casey’s neck as his tongue explored his mouth, Harold began to trail his hand down Casey’s body and grab Casey’s hip to further push their groins together as his own hips kept slowly rocking.
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