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 Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 3:20 am
“ Bella…you mean everything to me.”, The intitial surprise at hearing those words was almost a slap to the face.’ What ever could you mean?’, Bella leaned her face away from Casey’s chest just enough to hide the sudden change in her body temperature. Physically she remained ninety-eight point five degrees; but, her skin covering her entire body suddenly began to grow very cold…and perhaps from desperation, her mind came up with a better alternative. ‘ Casey…you’re being too sweet. Really. You keep up with these unintentional guilt trips and I’ll just have to pinch some sense into you.’, Smiling in the dim glow from the window, Bella shook her head and chuckled under her breath at Casey being so wonderfully caring towards his friend.
“ Can I stay tonight?”, Lighthearted and jovial, Bella smiled brighter in the darkness as her friend leaned away. Had Casey been able to see the play in her eyes, he would have known she had not guessed his true meaning, but as it was Bella thought nothing of grasping his hand and leading him towards her bed. Just a long t shirt and little shorts having been her pajamas since she first started having slumber parties, the detail that the very selective angles of moonlight flooding through her window had gone quite unnoticed. Even as she crawled on her bed and scooted towards the wall to pull the top of two pillows towards her to separate them for what she thought would be a pleasant chat or a peaceful sleep. Snuggling close to Casey when she was able to, Bella hugged her painfully adorable friend and nestled close to his chest to press a soft kiss over the fabric.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 6:40 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
Casey was surprised to find Bella pull him towards the bed ever so willingly. Casey wasn't sure if she knew what she was doing and inside his chest Casey could feel his heart break at the thought of having her so close for a whole and complete night. All he could wonder was if he would be able to resist doing something stupid. He had the utmost trouble to tell his body to stay calm. He had no real intention of letting anything happen tonight.
He stopped at the edge of the bed long enough the remove his shoes before he crawled in. He was however glad to find pillows between him an Bella. She wouldn't notice what was developing in Casey's pants. His heart was jumping like mad though and he was afraid it was about to burst out any second. He had to lightly swallow when she scooted in even closer once he had properly laid down. And another one of those gently kisses on his chest. He was sure her lips had felt his heart thrumming like mad in there.
Casey however didn't just let Bella pull back after that gentle kiss on his chest. He grabbed hold of her head, letting go of a breath he didn't know he was holding. He pulled his face closer, his breathless breath closer. He just couldn't resist, he kissed her tightly on her lips not knowing if she'd throw him out, tell him to stop or... indulge that feeling.
((He did NOT come in with that intention xP)) 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 26, 2011 2:06 am
What are you doing!? STOP IT! Bella’s heart screamed in anguish of such cruel heartbreak being imposed upon it unwillingly. Kissing Casey back should not have hurt as badly as it did, but the kiss had been a fluttering of a butterfly wishing to hope in something that could not possibly be true. Slammed down and beaten like a piece of glass, Bella’s heart began to palpitate painfully within her chest and the pain was evident on her face (by feel since it was too dark) as she turned her face enough for a smack sound to gently tear their lips apart. Did Harold put him up this?!, Strangely, Bella could not believe that, even though there was an element of possibly in the accusation. Isn’t he in love with someone else?! What is he doing? Bella could not bear the thought of another meaningless night.
“ What are you doing Casey?…Aren’t you…dating Skull?”, Her heartbreak evident in her voice, Bella emotionally withdrew a thousand miles away just by scooting away one little inch from Casey’s body.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 3:18 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
For a mere blissful moment it seemed that Bella was returning that one small kiss. It made Casey's heart flutter, but a mere second later the broke it like a chrysalis and sent his fluttered heart amiss. Casey thought of getting out of there, but... He couldn't do that. He couldn't make the same mistake twice. It kept replaying in his head, the warmth of her lips. Now more real than a second before.
“ What are you doing Casey?”
Yes what exactly was he doing? This was something that could be called cheating or making it all worse. Casey knew he should've been able to just let her small bits of affection pass, but how could he? How could he, when his heart was ready to jump out of his chest for her on a platter.
“…Aren’t you…dating Skull?”
Casey swallowed tightly looking away from the silhouette that had just moved away from him and turning his gaze to the moonlight in the room. How could he say this? Whatever he did now, it would just wind up with at least one broken heart. He felt like he was standing on a crossroad with different road sings. One said it lead to Bella, another said it lead to Harold and yet another to nothing. There was no way he could explain that kiss.
"Yes..." Answered Casey silently his voice almost wallowing in the sadness he still felt because of the broken kiss. Casey thought for a second. Decisions... He chose to lie. Technically he was still dating Harold, but... The man had been off. That really wasn't the Harold he knew...
"...I was... But..." Casey felt like he was taking a stab at his own heart. "Not any more."
Somehow that felt truer that it really was. Somehow Casey felt like Bella might just spot the lie and he didn't dare to move.
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 26, 2011 4:18 am
[Did not expect this from Bella]
“ Yes…”, Casey’s voice sounded so hurt and broken that Bella turned her head away and shook it back and forth in disbelief as a hand reached into her chest and squeezed. ‘ Damnit! I knew it!’, having hoped for that ‘no’ hearing yes was still painful to have heard.
“…I was…But…Not anymore.”, Casey was silent then. Abnormally quiet, and in the confines of her own mind Bella could come up with only one conclusion. Casey was here because he desperately needed to be comforted. As reassuring as it was to know that it was her that he wanted to be nurtured by, surely kissing her wasn’t the best course of action after a bad breakup. If they did break up…Sometimes Harold could be terribly argumentative, and perhaps they had simply had a hurtful argument. Whatever it was, Bella could not see Casey’s face; but, seeing his facial expression was enough for her to believe that Casey was heartbroken. ‘ I can’t be selfish and…and use his hurt for another night together.’ that would be…that would be just as bad as Harold; the person Casey was obviously hurting for…’ Sleeping with him…or just kissing him…would hurt too much for both of us in the end.’ and feeling a bittersweet taste on her tongue, Bella leaned forward, cupped her right hand to Casey’s mouth, and pressing her mouth to his own.
If only for a moment. Enough time to savor one last brush of affection. Saying goodbye to her dreams, Bella tried to ignore what she thought was desirous reciprocation before slowly pulling away and folding her arms around Casey’s body. The man needed hugs during this difficult time…not…something he would regret later.
“ I’m so sorry…”, Unsure what else to say, Bella parted the embrace and began to crawl off of the bed. Not to reject or run away from Casey, but to just part for a little while. ‘ Perhaps talking about what happened…can reveal some way to fix their relationship.’ Determined, Bella bent to turn on the lamp before using one arm over her chest to hide the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath the oversized sports T shirt. Don’t flake on me now Bella. You can do this! Him being happy is what is most important. And somewhat trembling, Bella’s slightly pain-ridden face softened and appeared to be quite caring.
“ Well…don’t worry about that Casey.”, Bella forced herself to be more encouraging than she felt.
“ Tomorrow is another day. I’m sure we can talk to Harold and fix everything up tomorrow!”, Forcibly bubbly, Bella smiled before hopping towards the door and touching the doorknob. Turning back after opening the door slightly.
“ I’m going to get some pretzels…want some cocoa?”, Bella thought that if she couldn’t comfort Casey in the way he wanted…she could at least make comfort food. And smiling again, though there was a subtle pain in her eye, Bella started to leave the room.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 5:54 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
The silence was horrible. Filled with the pain both of them had been stacking up. This was no good. There had to be a way to drain all this hurt out of their lives or they might just choke in it. Casey wasn't expecting Bella to draw him in for another kiss though. It felt horribly bitter sweet though. Like the woman was just saying goodbye to his love. No... No! It's you I want, his mind thought in complete protest to what seemed to be happening.
“ I’m so sorry…”
What was she talking about? Did she.... Oh no she thought she had been the cause for another coming break up. But no! Just no! Casey tried to protest, but he was too frozen and his breath too stuck to do or say anything. He shook is head at her encouragement. He didn't feel in any way encouraged.
“ Tomorrow is another day. I’m sure we can talk to Harold and fix everything up tomorrow!”
Casey looked away from Bella. There was nothing to fix, Harold was gone. In the place there was a violent, nervously jealous person. He only returned his gaze to Bella in the doorway when she asked if he wanted some cocoa. Casey lightly nodded at that, watching her leave.
Go after her and explain it better! His mind yelled and in few seconds Casey scrambled up and then in all silence followed Bella's footsteps through the door. He merely chose a direction based on a small bit of light coming from one side. He slowly and found Bella in, yes of course, the kitchen. With her back towards him. Casey lightly swallowed the nerves that were coming up inside him and approached Bella from behind and lightly laid his hand on her shoulder knowing that she'd face him, with a little shock at most.
He gave her sweet smile and drew her into a hug, not afraid that she'd noticed that little problem he'd been struggling with for almost as long as he had been around Bella tonight.
"I only want to fix us."
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 26, 2011 6:38 am
[Casey...stop being so irresistable]
‘ I wish I could just turn everything off.’, If Casey was suddenly her step-brother, then she would officially be fuel for a soap opera. Rushing into the kitchen just to get away from the pain of seeing Casey, Bella purposefully wasted the time looking in the fridge for a moment even though neither pretzels or Cocoa powder would be found within it. Finding ale, though she wasn’t sure who owned it, only reminded her that all of this started over liquor, and the suggestion of drinking it –with Casey- was an incredibly painful thought. Not that she even could, but the idea was forced into her head. Closing the door, Bella was about to waste more time when a hand touched her shoulder.’ Casey?’, Bella turned around like expected, but only half-way towards him. There was a strange determination on his face that strongly resembled that night all those weeks ago. Before Casey jealously led her upstairs and they…Obviously, he had something he wanted to say, so she watched his face.
Drawn into a hug, that she almost fell into from letting Casey control her body, Bella was strongly surprised to feel a very slight pain against her abdomen at their bodies colliding together. ‘ Ow! What the?’, Thinking there was a rock in his pocket, Bella hastily looked down with a ‘what the’ expression still painted on her face. Remaining quite tomboyishly serious the entire time she lowered her chin, the second she saw a slight bulge in his white jeans her face flushed and then paled. First from surprise, and then from desire. A fire had been burning within her body since their kiss on the bed, and Bella could no longer deny that she was attracted to him as well, but surely Casey wasn’t in his right mind right now? ‘ That doesn’t explain the look on his face.’ Letting herself be held, Bella folded her arms around Casey and held him; if only to hide her blush by pressing her face into his chest.
“ I only want to fix us.”, Those words, combined with the heated organ being pressed against her body, only filled Bella’s head with scandalous thoughts. More particularly the sensations and appearance of Casey’s body over her own. Weak at the knees, her body easily submitted to Casey’s own in hopeful longing. Her heart was another matter, and it wanted to be completely satisfied before allowing Bella to fully give in. How do you know this isn’t just sexual? He is being very bold, and he doesn’t do that unless he feels very strongly about something. How do you know he’ll still be here in the morning? I left him remember? He wouldn’t leave me…I wouldn’t leave him. What about Harold? Are they really over?! Bella leaned up and kissed along Casey’s neck in ravenous longing to be kissed and caressed. Fully giving in to the person she was madly in love with. ‘ He wouldn’t do this if he was with someone else…’
Firm in that belief, Bella kissed up Casey’s neck to his jaw, then up to passionately kiss him. Caressing her lips over his pierced mouth in a little dance that begged for reciprocation. She wanted to answer him back; but…were words really necessary at this point? Not really aware of herself beyond physical sensations, Bella raised her right leg and tried to fold it around Casey’s hip to press the spaces between their legs together. Wearing her short little pajama shorts, it would not be hard for Casey to feel the physical heat of how strongly she desired him.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 7:14 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
It seemed to take Bella whole second to react and return the hug. Casey was sure he was dreaming though when he felt Bella's lips and teeth in his neck. The raven simply let the brunette happen to him and held his breath as he closed his eyes. When their lips met it simply became an almost passionate war of feelings that had been held back for. Casey countered her every move and he didn't need words to know what was going on once again. They just didn't have drunkenness as an excuse.
Casey drowned into the kiss, his insides burning hotter when he felt Bella's leg press tightly against his hips. His hands moved down the small of her back and one grabbed hold tightly, wantingly of her less than innocent leg. The other hand simply cupped the cheek of her butt. A small silently wanting moan came out of Casey's lips in the kissing as he lightly lifted Bella from the floor turned and pushed her onto the cooking isle in the middle of the kitchen.
Casey took a deep breath in the short moment that the kissing broke before pushing Bella back with a deepening kiss. He pushed further and further until he had no choice but to crawl on top of her to keep kissing. His hands wandered, easily finding Bella's chest and squeezing through the thing fabric of what were her pyjama's.
Casey doubted that they would stop unless somebody else came in.
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 26, 2011 8:01 am
Feeling Casey’s moan against her lips more than hearing it, Bella’s eyes closed and she hungrily kissed the moment their mouths ceased the minimal parting. Trailing her fingers up Casey’s neck to clutch the underside of his jaw, Bella instinctually folded her legs into a mixture of a ‘frog-like’ position combined with a vice clamp. Tightening the inside of her thighs around Casey’s hipbones in the carnal attempt to press his groin further between her legs. That strongsensation being enough to make any woman cry out softly into her lover’s mouth, Bella thought of nothing other than trembling her hand down his chest to please him and would have done so immediately, when his hands wandered over the cotton fabric of her shirt and squeezed before her hand had even trailed past Casey’s collar bone.
Unable to contain the feminine groan, Bella leaned in to quickly n** a nibble on Casey’s bottom lip to somewhat savagely plead for Casey to continue. Her every nerve tingling ferociously in sensual torment, Bella quickly folded her legs around Casey’s jeans to press his groin into her body even harder as her right hand began to trail between their bodies down his abdomen. Her mouth otherwise engaged in a tangled, passionate, flurry of all the emotion she felt beating roughly within her chest. Unaware that she whispered something quite erotic against Casey’s lips in a pleading voice, Bella folded her left hand around Casey’s body in the feeble effort to hold him close with more than just her thighs.
Completely oblivious to the small racket that they were making in the midst of this moment.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:23 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
Casey completely went into the moment only paying attention the Bella's sounds, body and lips. If he hadn't been so into their joined actions then he might have noticed that he had accidentally pushed an empty bottle from the counter they were on. He simply continued on kissing Bella tightly and squeezing harder as he noticed her hands trailing over his abdomen down and down. His mind begged her to move just a little bit faster. The button on his pants popped just when.
"Oh god! ... Sorry."
That was Iorwen. In a sudden fit of panic of a killer caught red handed he pretty much jumped of Bella and fiddled with his pants button out of sight. He was sure his cheeks were blazing red. Why did they have to be caught? He turned to the blonde not sure if he had just hurt her feelings or not. Would she even appreciate it? All he could tell was that there was the shock you'd get if you ran in on two people making out like they had been doing. He looked up at Bella trying to see if she was just as ashamed as he.
"I thought you were a burglar." Added Iorwen managing a bit of a humorous smile. Casey swallowed tightly, not sure what to do or say.
"Maybe... I'd better go." He uttered silently and without waiting for an answer he pretty much left the kitchen and the house.
Iorwen didn't look disappointed or specifically hurt only a bit shocked and surprised of her midnight discovery.
"Don't worry about me..." Said the blonde in her usual friendly tone. She couldn't be mad for something that had never had a chance to become.
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: Thu Aug 04, 2011 5:35 am
“ Oh god! ...Sorry.”, Bella’s reaction was to freeze in place while Casey hurriedly fumbled to fix the button that she had undone. Turning her eye from Iorwen to try and wordlessly keep Casey from just bolting away like always, her face was paint white while his was blazing red. Never a good sign, if her stomach was deciding how to interpret his expression.
“ I thought you were a burgler.”, Bella tried to chuckle at Iorwen’s joke, but her eyes were ever on Casey as he seemed to motionlessly back away towards the door before he ever moved.
“ Maybe…I’d better go.”, ‘ Woah, woah, woah…Wait!’, Her eyes bulged open like a frog just in time for Casey to rush from the house. Bella had opened her mouth to stop him, but as the only sound she made having resembled a mumble, she just closed her mouth and watched the now-closed door. Not even suspecting that Iorwen would have liked her, simply because it was still hard to spot who was strait and who was lesbian and not ashamed by it, Bella just turned her head towards Iorwen with an apologetic look. She couldn’t look Iorwen in the eye to explain what in hell just happened…deep down, Bella wasn’t even sure of it herself. Especially right now, when Casey had just bolted like a burglar Iorwen had joked about.
“ Don’t worry about me…” Iorwen sounded like her usual friendly self, but somehow that just made the brunette feel worse. The complete opposite of comforted, but not in the least bit mad at her friend, Bella couldn’t speak. Feeling horribly ashamed for this entire affair, Bella dismounted the island of the kitchen to sweep up the broken glass. Unable to do anything, even apologize for waking Iorwen up or scaring her. Not speaking, even if Iorwen asked questions, she simply said basic answers that didn’t really answer any questions. Rushing back to her room, Bella tried to make sense of the flurry in the kitchen.
‘ He said that him and Harold were over…he said he only wanted to fix us.’ Her brain had its own opinion. Then why did he bolt the first second someone else saw you two together? If that was really true, he wouldn’t have any reason to go. He would consider himself your boyfriend. Casey always bolted though…No. If he really wanted to fix you two more than anything else he would have sucked it up and stayed. While that seemed logical, Bella was not entirely convinced. She knew her Casey, or at least, she thought she did. ‘ He…he did bolt awfully fast.’ She could imagine him leaving the room, waiting in the bathroom perhaps, but he left the house entirely. His car was probably long gone by now. Not thinking ill of Casey, Bella sat back down on her bed before seeing her open window and feeling quite foolish for reasons she couldn’t explain. ‘ He came over to apologize, and we ended up almost sleeping together again. Wow. Great way to fix things Casey.’ Feeling quite strange, Bella wasted no time in standing up to close her window for once. Shutting the curtains, Bella wasn’t sure what she was going to say to Iorwen tomorrow. Or Casey.
He said he wanted to fix ‘us’ while pressing an erection against your thigh? It all felt too horribly like something Harold would do. ‘ No. No. Casey wouldn’t play me like that.’ But it certainly felt like it, Bella wasn’t going to deny how played she felt. Can you really deal with being rocked to and fro like a rowboat in an ocean storm? She was already pregnant. Did she really want more stress right now? Could she really be with someone when their trust had been broken? That trust would take time to build, and they had tried to get back together and it didn’t work out very well. They got caught, he bolted. ‘ Whether I keep him or her or not. I can’t keep cleaning up every time he leaves.’ Meaning that in more ways than one, Bella felt like crying all over again. She didn’t, of course, but it did take her a while to go to sleep. The girl had a lot of thinking to do, and none of her conclusions sounded in any way optimistic.
~
Driving to school through back-roads in the hopes of not seeing Casey or Harold’s car, Bella parked in the back parking lot and stared down at the evidence of being so out of character. Having always purchased breakfast at the college and eating it in the cafeteria, Bella stared down at the McDonalds breakfast aromatically altering the inside of the car. She felt like a bandit, eating in her car, but she just couldn’t risk facing Casey right now. Pulling out the oh-so-tasty hash brown, Bella wasted no time in nibbling it away to nothing before unwrapping the egg McMuffin and taking a bite out of it. Fifteen minutes later, Bella was walking into her first class drinking the remainder of her orange juice. Tossing it into the bin with all the prognostics of a very awkward day. Taking her seat next to Iorwen, she was thankful that Casey wasn’t in this class, and hoped that he wouldn’t try and look for her in the hallway. If he didn’t, then her brain was right, and if he did; well, her head had already tugged her in too many directions to feel confident pursing a relationship. ‘ I wonder if he regrets what happened…’
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 2:53 am
~ • Carl • Cαsε[y] • Jøнηsøη • ~ Can't stay awake, burning alive
I cannot breathe this poison air filled with lies.
Quite unexpectedly Casey had slept at home and alone, perhaps more alone than ever before. His mind wouldn't settle though. It kept blaming him of backstabbing two people at once in mere minutes. His heart felt empty though as if he had managed to take the road to lose both the people he love at once. Casey cursed feeling so torn between a man and a woman. Only he really could manage to get into such a weird triangle. Casey dreaded seeing Harold today, he might just see it in Casey's eyes. Then again... Would he really see Harold?
Casey didn't know who his boyf- I mean ex-boyfriend was any more. The raven felt surer than before that he'd let go of Harold and not out of doubt. The eerie absence of the painted man in the morning only seemed to strengthen the feeling that he was dealing with a stranger. Yet, Casey had another problem... Bella
It hadn't been the wisest plan to run out like that, but he didn't know quite what to do in all his shame and running hadn't worked out as well as it had first seemed to. He felt like he had taken another stab at Bella, but... They had talked again and that was something that helped to give Casey a bit more confidence. He just hoped he wouldn't be treated with silence because he had run out on her. Ugh... He only seemed to make horrible choices, but the night had felt wonderful otherwise.
He had gone to school on his own -with the lack of Harold- and had tried to search for Bella for about half an hour fruitlessly. He just went to class, where he knew Bella wouldn't be. He couldn't wait for another two months to undertake something again.
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: Fri Aug 05, 2011 4:10 am
[I wonder where Einian went]
‘ What was I supposed to say? I can’t stop fantasizing about the girl you have feelings for?’, Come-on, Harold wasn’t born yesterday. While it might have taken him some time to work through all the signs, Harold had come to suspect that Casey was thinking of someone else more and more often. Who else would it be than Bella? Simply because he either wanted to talk to her, or avoided her like she would give him a fatal disease. Hours of time to think to himself, good or bad, resulted in only one revelation. ‘ Whats the point of keeping this going? I wanted to be with him for so long and when we finally do, we can’t stop thinking about another person.’ Sad as it was to admit it, their time was up. He could stall it, or try to, but really; that was kind of pathetic.
Upon being visited by his doctor, Harold checked out and called a taxi to take him home so that he could get ready before classes started. I want you to go home a rest Harold. Ha! Like Harold could rest when there was so much on his mind. ‘ No. I have to talk to Casey.’ Someone else as well. Hurriedly showering and throwing on his usual black clothes, Harold stuffed his backpack into his car and drove to school. Driving down Maple street, Harold’s eyebrow raised in curiosity when he thought he saw a familiar truck. ‘ Is that?’ Watching the truck for a half mile, Harold saw that it had to be Bella’s truck. ‘ Why is she driving down this road?’ Worried at her out of character behavior, Harold followed the truck into the college’s back parking lot and climbed out of his car waiting for Bella to dismount her truck.
‘ Whats taking her so long?’, Unaware that she was nibbling on her breakfast, Harold leaned against the outside of the driver’s door of his car with his arms crossed over his chest. That woman took so long to get out of her car that Harold withdraw the package of cigarettes from his pocket and pulled a half-burned cigarette from the package. Lighting it and pressing it to his mouth, the man had only taken three drags when Bella’s truck door opened with a creak and Harold tossed the cigarette on the ground to hurriedly step on it. Rushing behind the girl to catch her, Harold grabbed her arm and swallowed his pride.
“ Wait.”, Her eyes widened at seeing him, and Bella’s brown eyes seemed to be searching his face for something like a frightened animal. She didn’t jerk out of his arm though, she just looked rather stunned that he would be talking to her.
“ Yes?”, Her voice didn’t sound mean, and strangely that irked Harold. He had expected Bella to still be pissed off about the last time they tried to all be friends at Casey’s house, and this lack of anger disturbed him. Don’t be a pansy, just do it.
“ Can we talk?”, Bella seemed to stop breathing and stare about the room as if she was looking for someone in desperation before her arm seemed to lose all defensive muscle strength. Huffing a breath, it was like Bella gave up before looking at him with a determined expression.
“ Okay.”, Harold led Bella towards the nearest private space, the backstage of the cafeteria, to talk about some very important subjects.
~
Ten minutes later Harold had walked into his first class and sat down to be ‘educated’ in a horrendous math lecture. Bella had promised not to talk to Casey until he did, which was not much of a comfort for him. Dreading the awkward subject that was going to happen very soon, Harold could only concentrate on tapping his pencil against his desk. ‘ I have to do this now…before anything else happens…’ As unpleasant a confession that he was going to make, it would only make their break-up harder if he stalled it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 5:03 am
   RETURNMORETOCEN【Enigma⌒o f⌒freedom】RETURNMORETOCEN
【Unclosing⌒a n⌒unseen⌒d o o r】RETURNMORETOCEN ☾ ❂ ☽~┈━─═─☽ ❁ ☾─═─━┈~☾ ❂ ☽RETURNMORETOCEN
Iorwen wasn't sure what to feel. She adored the tiny brunette, but finding her with the little thundercloud on top was quite a bit of a shock. It hurt the blonde, but she had done a well enough job of hiding it. Last thing Bella needed was her last pillar to crumble under her drama. The blonde had found it incredibly odd to see Casey run of. Perhaps he felt guilty being caught by Io, because she had been to one to help him talk to Bella without unwanted eavesdroppers. Io didn't know what had conspired to get her to catch the two in what seemed to be raging love fest. She didn't have a chance against that... Or did she?
In the morning Bella had been in a hurry enough to avoid the blonde completely. Iorwen tried not to take note of it. Hoping that another day wouldn't leave her so alone in the house. For a minute she preferred the manly racket of Einian. Yet, that would help her to shake that dreadful feeling either. In to many ways she felt like she had lost a race she didn't know she was in. Forget it...We'll see what happens next
Her patience was quite the virtue, but now it didn't seem to be a very good one.
Iorwen wasn't sure what to read on Bella's face, but it definitely looked like the brunette was carrying a big weight on her shoulders just then. Iorwen gave her a smile when she settle on her seat. The blonde reached out and squeezed Bella's shoulder. Right now Iorwen could care less for their class, she was concerned with how things would go from now on.
"You alright?" She asked in a soft whisper.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 6:03 am
“ You alright?”, Normally Bella lied or said the usual ‘I’m fine’ but was there really a point to concealing something that Iorwen already caught her doing the night before? ‘ If I can’t talk to her…I won’t be able to talk to anyone.’ Shaking her head back and forth without the courage to look into Iorwen’s eyes from shame, Bella leaned in towards her friend while keeping her eyes upon her desk.
“ No…I don’t think I’m okay…”, That phrase was so hard for Bella to say, but once she started her mouth just couldn’t stop. Thankfully they were in the back of the class, so she did not expect to be interrupted.
“ Last night Casey told me he and Harold had broken up when they hadn’t.”, Bella’s face contorted from an inward pain as her hands tightened into slight claws.
“ I feel so foolish and ridiculous…and I’m tired of being hurt by someone who was supposed to be my best friend.”, Braving her eyes to quickly lock with Iorwen’s just to sneak a look of her expression, Bella stared back down at her fidgeting hands.
“ I think Casey’s the father...he doesn’t know…and right now I’m not sure if I want to tell him yet.”
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