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 Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 8:41 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way But Peter continued to pursue an answer. "But why? It's not like I'm going to get pregnant," he persisted, leaning on on arm as he stared down the incubus. And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 8:49 pm
Hayden Belmont Beads of sweat began to roll down the side of Hayden's head, he turned his head to avoid looking at him. "I-It's nothing. Don't worry about it. Are you hungry? I'm hungry. I wonder if I still have that ramen left." he said as he tried to scoot to the edge of the bed.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 8:54 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "If it's nothing, then why won't you tell me?" He crawled to Hayden, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and holding on to him. "Hey, come on, tell me!" And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 12:55 am
Hayden BelmontHayden squeaked as he was imprisoned, but defiantly shook his head. "No, there's no need to know!" he persisted.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 1:01 am
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "If it involves my body, then I definitely need to know!" he insisted. "What, is it poisonous? Will it kill me? Tell me, Hayden, come on!" And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 9:53 pm
Hayden BelmontRealizing that Peter wasn't going to leave him alone about it anytime soon, Hayden sighed. "It's just something about being a hybrid, okay?" he said. "It's deadly to a human unless they're our mates."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 9:57 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "Mates?" he repeated, confusion unclouding only a little bit. "Well, how do you become mates with someone?" And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:01 pm
Hayden Belmont"D- Well, uh, I finish in them." Hayden put bluntly, though he was looking away awkwardly as he spoke. "I can only do it once, though." he added and finally looked back at Peter. "Whoever I do that to will be my mate for life. I'll always be by their side."
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:10 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way It was slowgoing, but Peter was starting to get it. "So you have to have complete faith that you're really in love with them," he said, removing his hands and looking away from Hayden. "That it's not just stupid hormones making you think that it's love, right?" And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:20 pm
Hayden Belmont"Well, yeah..." Hayden mumbled as he scratched the back of his head. "But, I mean, it's not just that. It's also-"
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:26 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "So what, you just pretended to love me to get into my pants? To get a free ride?" interrupted Peter, standing off of the bed and grabbing his clothes. "You think that just telling me you love me will get you out of paying me or something? I bet you knew that I was a prostitute all along, didn't you? Didn't you?!" He threw one of Hayden's shoes at the teacher's head, yanking his pants on and leaving his shirt half open. Hysterical, the artist went on a mini-rampage, tossing the teacher's things at him, and even some things that belonged to Peter. "I should've known better! You were just looking for a free meal! Get out of my sight, you cretin!"
But Peter wouldn't give Hayden the chance to leave. He stormed for the door, yanking his phone off of its charger and running out, barefooted, into the dark, cold night. And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:31 pm
Hayden Belmont"Wha- Hey! Pe- Peter!" Hayden grunted and held his arms up to defend against the barrage of items thrown at him. "Calm down! Let me just-" There was no use. Peter already assumed the worst and was yelling his head off. Just give him time to settle, then he could properly explain the side effects.
With a sigh, the incubus got up and put his clothes on. He stepped to the doorway and peered out. Peter was already gone. How would he look when he would learn the truth, the teacher wondered.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:40 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way Once he reached the corner, Peter pulled out his phone, dialing a number that he'd never wanted to dial ever again. "Hello, Aldrich? Can... Can you come pick me up?" he asked, putting his pride aside to beg the man he'd once hated.
Around thirty minutes later, Hayden's phone started ringing, an unknown number on the screen. And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:47 pm
Hayden BelmontHayden was cleaning the room (it'd be nice for Peter to walk up to) when he heard his phone buzz. He turned around and picked it up, gazing at the caller ID. Huh, an unknown number. Sliding it open, he held it against his ear and said, "Hello?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 10:56 pm
"You should be more careful with your property," said a low voice with a strange accent, although it should've been familiar to the Aussie. "I'm sure you didn't mean to chase Peter into my arms, but I thank you, nonetheless, Mr. Belmont. I missed him very much."
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