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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 16, 2007 21:24:31 GMT
"Played for and got," I growl, pushing her off me sideways.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 21:26:01 GMT
"Fucker." I hiss, kicking out a him, before tackling him back down, twisting his arm behind his back.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 16, 2007 21:29:29 GMT
I wrench my arm out of her grip, pushing my shoulder into her and knocking her forwards, putting a firm hand on her back and attempting to hold her down, "Enough." I snarl.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 21:33:56 GMT
"Fuck you." I snarl, ramming my shoulder up, and hitting him in the face, rolling onto my back, kicking out at him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 16, 2007 21:40:15 GMT
I stumble backward slightly, but manage to snake an arm round her chest, bringing her back with me and keeping my forearm at her throat, "Fuck you," I growl.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 21:43:33 GMT
I yelp in surprise trying to pull him off, jamming my elbow into his ribs,"Bite me." I hiss,"Cheating bastard."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 16, 2007 21:45:30 GMT
I double over, but only relinquish my grip slightly, "That was below the belt, don't you think?" I snarl.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 21:47:43 GMT
"Nothing's below the belt with you," I growl, trying to pull him off.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 16, 2007 21:49:20 GMT
"I was pretty sure the comment about people throwing themselves off towers was!" I say louder than I intended, pushing her away from me again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 21:51:23 GMT
I stumble slightly, glaring back at him,"Oh and hitting me was justified?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 16, 2007 21:52:38 GMT
I falter, then answer honestly although in the same tone as before, "No."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 21:56:21 GMT
I keep glaring at him, trying to slow my breathing down."Do it again, yell at me, hit me, do something to make me hate you." I mutter.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 16, 2007 21:57:20 GMT
"I thought you already did." I reply, breathing hard.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 22:32:11 GMT
"I told you," I say trying to keep my voice level,"I can't hate you, I can't stay mad at you and I hate that! So do something to make me hate you and then I can get on with my life!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 17, 2007 19:19:21 GMT
"Fuck you," I shake my head slightly and turn to leave again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 11:13:14 GMT
I stand there breathing hard, glaring at him."Right back at you, you fucking son of a bitch."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 18, 2007 20:04:58 GMT
"Original, how did you come up with that?" I remark sarcastically, not turning back round to look at her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 21:22:55 GMT
'Oh fuck off!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 18, 2007 21:25:26 GMT
I laugh hollowly and carry on down the path and away from her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 21:34:06 GMT
I clench my fists angerily, trying and failing to keep my temper.
Without thinking, I reach over to the table, grabbing an item at random before throwing it at the back of his head.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 18, 2007 21:35:14 GMT
I close my eyes for a moment, trying to control my temper as something hits me in the back of the head, then give up and turn back around, "What the fuck is your problem!?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 21:38:51 GMT
"Your my fucking problem!" I yell back,"Fucking cheating, lying bastard!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 18, 2007 21:40:27 GMT
"Yes, we've already established that!" I yell back, "You tell me to leave, I'm leaving, then you throw shit at me and yell at me somemore, what the fuck do you want?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 21:46:17 GMT
I want everything to be okay, like it use to be.
No you don't. You want him out of your life.
Just shut up all of you!
I didn't know what happened next, I didn't realize I had even moved towards him.
All I knew is I was kissing him, and I wasn't pushing him away.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 18, 2007 21:48:44 GMT
Without pausing to think, I kiss her back.
Just like normal.
Or not quite.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 21:51:54 GMT
I pull him closer to me, still angry as hell but not pulling away.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 18, 2007 21:53:05 GMT
I move closer, wrapping an arm loosely round her waist, not sure I actually wanted to be this close to her when I was still pissed off, but not caring all too much.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 21:56:35 GMT
I lean up slightly, biting down on his bottom lip.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 19, 2007 20:25:57 GMT
I part my lips, deepening the kiss.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 19, 2007 20:30:35 GMT
I pull him closer to me, leaning up against the wall, still kissing him.
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