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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 15:42:19 GMT
"I don't want to," I mumble after a moment.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 15:53:13 GMT
"Then what do you want?" I mutter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 15:55:17 GMT
You. I want to stop fighting with myself and to help you get better. "I don't know."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 16:05:00 GMT
Great fucking help that is. I just nod slightly, not sure how to reply.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 16:05:58 GMT
I glance back at him, then back at the ground,"I'm not helping you get rest by standing here," I mumble,"I'll go."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 16:16:59 GMT
"You don't have to go." I'd rather you didn't.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 16:24:15 GMT
You always make it like this MJ, not knowing whether to say or to go. I nod weakly,"Okay."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 16:30:24 GMT
"Thanks," I try and smile weakly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 16:32:06 GMT
"Anything for you," The words are out of my mouth before I can stop myself. What happened to your weren't going to love him anymore?
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 16:46:12 GMT
I glance at her in mild surprise, then just back at the floor anymore not sure how to reply as she didn't even mean to say it.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 16:48:12 GMT
Stop trying to fool yourself. I take a step towards him, taking his hand,"I don't want to love you, but I don't think I can stop."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 17:00:35 GMT
I keep hold of her hand as she takes mine, grateful for the contact, "Sorry."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 17:03:27 GMT
I shake my head,"Don't be," I mumble, leaning up and kissing him softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 17:17:12 GMT
I kiss her softly back, but break the kiss quickly, mumbling against her lips, "I really am so sorry."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 17:20:17 GMT
"Just don't talk about it," I mumble, kissing him again.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 17:46:22 GMT
I nod slightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 18:03:44 GMT
II keep my hands on his shoulders, not sure if I touched him I"d end up hurting his wrists.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 18:46:12 GMT
"It's fine. It doesn't hurt," I mumble, noticing how careful she's being.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 18:49:44 GMT
"Sure?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 19:05:41 GMT
"Yeah."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 19:07:16 GMT
I nod weakly, still keeping my hands on his shoulders.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 19:17:01 GMT
I smile weakly, lightly taking one of her hands in mine, although having to reach up stiffly to manage it.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 19:20:40 GMT
I smile weakly, keeping hold of his hand.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 19:29:51 GMT
I have a sudden and very insistent urge to apologise again but manage to fight it back.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 19:37:23 GMT
"Please, please." I mumble."Don't make me go through that again?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 19:41:33 GMT
I shake my head, "Never again. Promise."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 19:44:51 GMT
I nod weakly, hugging him lightly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 19:51:58 GMT
I stay still a moment, then hug her back, resting my head on top of hers and carefully keeping the inside of my wrists from touching her. I figure I've bled enough on her today.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 19:54:10 GMT
I bury my head into his neck,"I don't want to lose you."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 20:12:34 GMT
"I don't want to leave you," I mumble.
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