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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:10:31 GMT
"Please say something." I say quietly, unnerved by the silence.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:13:55 GMT
"What would you like me to say?" I ask hoarsely.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:17:24 GMT
"Something, anything, silence is killing me here." I mutter then flinch.
Bad way to describe it.[
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:19:07 GMT
I half grimace painfully, before muttering, "Nice choice of words."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:23:41 GMT
"Sorry, foot into my mouth again." I mumble.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:27:17 GMT
"Yeah, no kidding," I mutter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:28:04 GMT
I pull my legs up to my chest laying my head on them."I fucked up real bad huh?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:29:27 GMT
I start to argue then just nod, "Yeah, you fucked up."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:34:56 GMT
I nod, a bit thankful for the honesty."A lot?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:38:14 GMT
"A fair bit," I nod slightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:42:18 GMT
"Ever willing to forgive me? Or will it take some time?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:45:12 GMT
"I don't-...I don't know," I reply honestly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:46:51 GMT
I nod slightly, knowing I deserved it.
"I deserve that, also I understand if you don't want to put up with me anymore."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:49:44 GMT
"That would be stupid. If I didn't want to be with you anymore, I wouldn't be so bothered, would I?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 21:54:35 GMT
I shrug,"Don't know how you put up with me sometimes, God knows Charlie's stopped."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 21:58:36 GMT
I glance up at her briefly, "He has?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 22:00:02 GMT
I nod slowly, a lump rising in my throat.
You are not my cousin! You are not my MJ! His voice rings out in my ears.
"Yeah." I mumble.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 22:06:20 GMT
"Fucking idiot," I mumble, more to myself than her.
Not everyone is as well experience with suicide as you, fucking moron. How would you react?
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 22:07:44 GMT
"He kept going on how I wasn't the same, Bella said that too." I mutter quietly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 22:08:42 GMT
"Well, you're not," I say quietly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 14:08:14 GMT
"How?" I ask quietly,"I still feel the same."
Just not as happy as I was
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 14:40:38 GMT
"You're just...you're not," I say quietly, "You're not the same girl I fell in love with, and-...I don't-...I don't know."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 14:50:28 GMT
"Am I gonna get better?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 14:51:49 GMT
"I don't know, are you?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 15:03:54 GMT
"I want to." I mutter quietly,"It's gonna take tim isn't it?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 15:04:39 GMT
Or it won't happen at all.
"I imagine so."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 15:13:54 GMT
"You don't love me as much as you did before do you?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 15:15:35 GMT
"I don't know," I answer quietly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 15:20:19 GMT
I nod slowly,"I deserve that then."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 15:22:32 GMT
I don't reply.
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