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 Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:19 pm
Amelia blinked. She looked really confused now. "He yelled at me though, told me I was spoiled," she said bluntly. "Am I spoiled?"
"That's real food, bud," Rosalie said. "My mother always said I was a health nut though. Besides I stay the right weight because of how I eat and I always get full." She poked him slightly in the stomach. "That is what your food does to you."
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:24 pm
"No, your not. He was probably mad when he said that,"said Cast softly. "You should talk to him."
He stared at her, 'am I honestly that bad in the weight department?' he asked, while his heart beat faster.
"I'm not that fat..." he looked away from her, "lets see the rest of your house,"he said shakily.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:29 pm
"Oh," Amelia said looking down again. "He still probably hates me." She wasn't really convinced of the fact that he could even have the slightest bit of concern for her.
"Want a carrot?" she asked. "And no you're not fat. You're lucky anyways. You don't get cold as easily." She was blunt about her words and she walked out of the kitchen towards her office which wasn't much of an office, more of a space to put books that she read between photo shoots while they were doing her hair.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:33 pm
"He probably doesn't...you should talk to him. Not make assumptions. Don't worry, it'll be fine."
"No. I don't want a carrot. I'm not hungry right now or thirsty. and I am fat. Plus you should see me in winter cold as hell."he stated stoicly his words spewing with self hate and resent towards himself, he followed her and looked around, "...how in the world can you aford...dear god don't answer that," he slapped his head forgetting about her career for a moment, his good mood returned quickly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:44 pm
Amelia was silent after he spoke and Delilah looked like she was sleeping.
Rosalie didn't really react much to his comment. "I like to read too. Too bad you can't bike and read at the same time without killing yourself...." she said. She spoke fast now like she was in a rush to get somewhere or say something. "You know what. I hate going to the gym alone. I don't even know why I go?" She started walking away almost forgetting that he was there. She wasn't paying attention to where she was going either and ended up running into the end of the door and knocking her breath out. She gasped slightly and then fell over.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:48 pm
Mitch helped her up and pulled her closer to his face, "If your going to ask me something or tell me something then you should just ask or tell right away to get it out of the way. Even if it offends me."
He released her once he put her back on her feet.
"Also...if your on a bike that doesn't go anyware...then you can read without killing yourself...just don't get too engrosed in the novel like I did in gym class when I was a teen. I was reading a book with an action scean and ended up jumping out of my seet and into the person next to me because I got excited."
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:51 pm
Rosalie was still trying to get her breath back when she was put back on her feet. She was clutching herself at that point so she could barely hear him. She leaned against him slightly as she waited for her breath to return.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:54 pm
He held her close, "those bikes that don't move suck. They really hurt your a**."he commented, "and other places which I wont name, do you like those things?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 10:56 pm
"I... can't... breath," she gasped. She was starting to recover from getting her breath knocked out. She still leaned against him and closed her eyes and tried to focus on breathing.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 11:00 pm
"That's because your too skinny, it wouldn't have hurt so bad if you had some weight on your bones."he said, "...how in the world do you run into a door? Stairs I can understand, same goes for a fridge...even the microwave, but a door?"he laughed, "you ok? Breath in and out like...like la-la...that thing girls do when their pregnant."
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 11:02 pm
Rosalie instinctively glared at him for his comment feeling a bit offended. She focused on her breathing though and managed to get it back. "Jerk," she snapped lightly. She walked out the door then though she was still in slight pain. She was hungry for carrots so she put them on the counter in the kitchen.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 11:07 pm
"I am a jerk,"he said following her, things spun a bit and he stopped, "hey, where the hell did I put that water bottle?" he grinned and poked her, "you know I'm messin' with you right? Your fine the way you are." he said, "but I am a jerk. Get used to it, ah, just like Romeo,"he said dramatically putting a hand to his head like a damzle in distress about to faint from a fright.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 11:11 pm
"So I chose a jerk over a jerk?" Rosalie said sounding a bit aggrivated. She took a glass out and filled it with water and handed it to him. She turned then and walked out trying to calm down. When she got to her bedroom she slammed the door and sat down on a chair next to the door.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 11:17 pm
He put the water on the counter ignoring the dehydration; he went up to her bedroom door.
"I may be a jerk but that’s only in the joking manner. I'm not the type of guy to ever cheat on a woman, hurt a woman, go against a woman, and do something to purposely upset a woman. I am not a man to do certain things. A jerk over a jerk...in my eyes you haven't chosen anyone. You are no longer dating a jerk. Now you’re free. Just not from the inner demons, "he stated walking away from the door, "Yo! I'm leaving for home. Not feeling well, see yah." he stated shoving his hands in his pockets before leaving the apartment.
"Bon au revoir, la jolie dame Rosalie!"he called out before the door shut.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 11:22 pm
Rosalie heard him leave and couldn't help but begin to cry. She went to her bed and laid down on it and began to sob into the pillow. She felt like a complete idiot now.
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