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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 27, 2007 2:56:45 GMT
Briar sat in the den, thinking about some things.
She'd just put Hailey down for a nap and Jenny was in her room, not wanting to come downstairs.
She sighed and sat back on the sofa and looked into a fire she'd started.
Colors of orange and red were blazing everywhere and she got lost in thought about what she'd said before she left.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 27, 2007 3:15:57 GMT
I walk in, extremely upset since it was my last day on Earth as a mortal. The next day I was going to be a ghost again. I walk into the house, my head hung low since Briar still wasn't home yet.
I see someone sitting on the couch just staring at the fire. It was her, Briar. I sigh and walk over, but stop suddenly thinking of everything she said, how it was pretty much a mistake that she married me. I decide to bite my lip and go sit with her, but I wasn't saying a word.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 27, 2007 3:22:38 GMT
Briar felt another weight from somebody push down another cushion on the sofa.
She looked over only to see Logan, he looked depressed.
You caused that.
She looked down and sighed, not saying a word.
She knew what she wanted to say.
She wanted to pretty much scream 'I'm Sorry' and hug him, but she didn't.
{{I g2g -.- Stupid curfews. Byeee}}
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 27, 2007 3:26:58 GMT
I look at her for a second, her face all sad and looked upset.
"Briar, I...If you want a divorce and marry someone you love, we can." I say with a heavy sigh.
Of course I still loved her. With all my heart, but if she wasn't happy, then I wanted her to be with all my heart, even if that meant shattering mine.
[[awww...booo. You want to make him a banner? I don't want to...lol]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 27, 2007 20:12:37 GMT
Briar looked over at him with surprise and shook her head, "No," She said. "I-I said that because I was scared of what my dad would say if he found out. And you're going to be a ghost again soon..I have having doubts afterwards."
She looked back into the fire and continued, "I told my dad. About everything."
{{Suure, tell me what to put on it though XD }}
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:16:01 GMT
"What do you mean by everything though?" I ask her softly, slightly upset at the fact she would have to be married to a ghost and raise the babies by herself. Of course Shelby would help, but it wouldn't be the same.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:20:55 GMT
"Alex, baby, Hailey, us. Everything," Briar mumbled.
She looked over at him for a moment then remembered what Shelby said at the spa and narrowed her eyes angrily and clenched her fist.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:25:22 GMT
I look down at her hand, seeing it was clenched tight.
"Is something wrong honey?" I ask her taking her hands, and holding them.
[[muhahaha. ]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:31:21 GMT
Briar took her hands out of his and nodded, "Yeah, there is."
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:35:07 GMT
"Now what?" I stand up frustrated, practically yelling.
All this bickering and I started thinking why I even married her.
I stopped in my tracks and shook my head. "What's wrong?" I ask her softer, relaxing my tone.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:40:17 GMT
"When were you planning on telling me you tried to kiss Shelby, not too long ago might I add," Briar practically yelled.
She may have vented out some of her anger on that lady, but not all of it was gone.
She stood up and shook her head, "Graciela was probably right all along."
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:41:58 GMT
My eyes widen. "She told you that...." I say in a whisper. I put a hand through my hair and sigh, not knowing what to say.
"What do you mean Graciela was right?" I ask her sternly.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:46:54 GMT
"Yes, she told me. She's my best friend why wouldn't see?" Briar asked, facing him.
She shook her head, "That I'm just a girl to help you get closer to your perfect Rubalyn. That once you get closer to her, you'll get rid of me just like you did her."
She looked down, angry tears threatening to spill over.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:49:29 GMT
I sigh. "Rubalyn is not perfect..." I say crossing my arms. "You are..." I say biting my lip a bit, knowing it was a lie.
[oooo, burn. lol i had to.]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:52:24 GMT
"We both know that's a lie. I can even see it in your eyes," Briar said coldly. She shook her head and wiped her eyes before she took off the ring and band, setting it on the table. "Have a good afterlife Logan, you obviously don't love me the way I do you."
{{Haha, sweet. What do you want the banner to say?}}
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 1:55:17 GMT
I glare at her slightly. I grab her wrists and kiss her forcefully.
[[lmao. he does love you btw. lol Ummm...honestly I don't know. Something that deals with can't having someone (shelly) he loves, but loves another (briar) just as much. A two love thing.]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:03:08 GMT
{{ =] I know. Briar doesn't though lol. I'll find something x] I'm a poet, you just don't know it.}}
Briar gasped slightly and tried pulling from him.
When that didn't work, she settled on kicking him in the groin.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:05:02 GMT
"Fuck..." I groan, falling to my knees. "You know, I need that..." I glare at her coldly as I was nearly falling to the ground.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:11:22 GMT
"Oh fuck you," Briar said coldly, wiping her lips as if he had contagious germs.
She walked around him and towards the kitchen.
She wasn't planning on leaving yet, to get all her clothes and things would take a few days.
She put her head in her hands as she walked, her eyes welling up with tears again.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:18:30 GMT
I stand up a bit and limp to the kitchen.
"Briar, I can explain..." I say leaning against the counter since I almost fell again.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:24:00 GMT
"I don't care if you can explain or not," Briar mumbled, sitting down at the table, away from him. "You tried to kiss my best friend while I was gone Logan! Do you kno whow i must be feeling right now?!"
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:25:46 GMT
"Briar, I was spending time with Shelby because of Jenny. I felt like nothing ever happened. That we never got divorced. I didn't even meant to try." I say truthfully.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:31:57 GMT
Briar looked up at him for a moment then looked down.
She was way stressed out, trying to decide whether to believe him and stay or pack her things.
She'd been stressed out for a while though, so she didn't care about that.
Briar sighed and said, "I don't know what to believe."
{{I'm going to give Logan a scare with the babies for a moment =] You know how if you really stressed when your preggers and you get stomach pains? Yeah, that x] }}
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:35:10 GMT
"Briar, I'm telling you the truth, right now. I love two people." I say not looking at her.
[[dun dun DUN!!!]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:46:20 GMT
Briar put her head in her hands, her fingers pulling at some of her hair.
"I can't even fucking believe this," She said quietly.
A moment after she said that, she felt a small pain in her stomach.
She put a hand to her stomach and looked down at it.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:49:11 GMT
I look at her move a hand to her stomach.
"Are you okay, is the baby alright?" I ask her limping over to her.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:54:14 GMT
Briar nodded but grimaced when she felt another, only a little worse.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:55:37 GMT
"I think you need to go to St. Mungo's..." I say to her, taking her hand.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:57:55 GMT
"Don't touch me," Briar growled, slapping his hand away from her own.
"And no, I'm fine." She looked down at her stomach and whimpered, "I'm fine."
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Post by Logan Vassler on Nov 29, 2007 2:59:56 GMT
"No, no you're not..." I say to her, taking her my the wrist now. "Let's go."
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