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Nov 4, 2007 21:31:07 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 4, 2007 21:31:07 GMT
She shakes her head, burrying it into his shoulder. He's a brute. You should show him, Rosie. Show him your bruise. And that'll accomplish, what exactly?
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Nov 4, 2007 23:25:35 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 4, 2007 23:25:35 GMT
He raises an eyebrow,"You don't love him?" He asks quietly. I love you though.
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Nov 5, 2007 20:07:05 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 5, 2007 20:07:05 GMT
"No," She said quietly into his shoulder, "Not at all."
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Nov 5, 2007 23:54:27 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 5, 2007 23:54:27 GMT
"Then why are you marrying him?" He asks, the words coming out of his mouth before he can't stop them.
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Nov 6, 2007 21:09:25 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 6, 2007 21:09:25 GMT
She shook her head, moving away from him and to her feet. She'd thought Jack might understand, someone who was so close to his own family, she'd assumed he'd know what it was like to be willing to do anything to please them. Wrapping her jumper around her more, she was careful to keep her sleeves down, especially over the wrist that was bruised, "It's what Dad wants, Jack."
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Nov 7, 2007 22:37:39 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 22:37:39 GMT
"But what do you want Rose?" The words were spilling from his mouth before he even knew it. "Your not a little girl anymore you know, you can choose want you want to do, who you want to marry."
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Nov 7, 2007 22:43:08 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 7, 2007 22:43:08 GMT
"I know what I want," She replied defensively, arms wrapped around herself in some subconscious gesture she didn't quite understand on a conscious level, then stopped, realising she actually had no idea what she wanted. Then of course, she reminded herself she knew exactly what she wanted, she was just unable to say it out loud, so she settled with saying it in her head. I want you, Jack. But I want to keep my family happy. And I don't think I can do both.
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Nov 7, 2007 22:46:10 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 22:46:10 GMT
"Then what do you want?" He shoots back, rising to his feet."Keeping your family happy by marrying someone you don't love?"
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Nov 7, 2007 22:49:24 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 7, 2007 22:49:24 GMT
"I don't-...you-..." She stopped, knowing nothing would come of getting herself angry, "Why-...oh fuck it all, do we have to talk about this?"
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Nov 7, 2007 22:55:48 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 22:55:48 GMT
"Yes, we have to fucking talk about this." He mutters, tangling a hand in his hair then stalking over to the wall, slamming his fist against it.
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Nov 7, 2007 23:01:53 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 7, 2007 23:01:53 GMT
She flinched, looking away from him and at the floor.
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Nov 7, 2007 23:03:51 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 23:03:51 GMT
He sighs, getting his temper under control before he'd let something else slip. Putting his forehead against the wall, hitting it against the wall a few times before slipping his hands into his jean pockets."I'm sorry." He mumbles, not looking at her,"Shouldn't have raises my voice."
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Nov 7, 2007 23:05:43 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 7, 2007 23:05:43 GMT
She nodded, then reminded herself he wasn't looking at her, "Fine," She said quietly.
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Nov 7, 2007 23:07:47 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 23:07:47 GMT
"No, not fine." He says, voice cracking from the effort to keep it steady,"Not fine at all."
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Nov 7, 2007 23:08:58 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 7, 2007 23:08:58 GMT
"I know," She said, even quieter, blinking rapidly to stop the tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
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Nov 7, 2007 23:12:30 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 23:12:30 GMT
He glances up, anger disappearing. Way to go jackass, made her cry. He walks over to her, cautiously putting an arm rouns her shoulder,"Ah come on Rose, don't cry." He mumbles,"I'm sorry."
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Nov 7, 2007 23:18:05 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 7, 2007 23:18:05 GMT
"I'm not," She mumbled, not pushing him away but not moving closer either.
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Nov 7, 2007 23:21:33 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 23:21:33 GMT
"I'm sorry." He mumbles again, pulling her closer to him,"I didn't mean to put all this pressure on you, I know how much your family means to you." Almost as much as you mean to me.
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Nov 7, 2007 23:25:02 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 7, 2007 23:25:02 GMT
She moved closer as he pulled her, but then of her own accord, "I'm sorry Jack," She mumbled against him. I don't want it to be like this.
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Nov 7, 2007 23:26:25 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 7, 2007 23:26:25 GMT
"You've got nothing to be sorry for." He mutters, resting his head lightly against hers.
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Nov 8, 2007 19:14:54 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 8, 2007 19:14:54 GMT
"No, no, I do," She insisted quietly, closing her eyes as she leant her head lightly against his. I'm sorry I'm too weak to break away like I should.
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Nov 10, 2007 16:59:15 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 10, 2007 16:59:15 GMT
"No, you don't." He says, brushing the hair back off her forehead,"Rose I get it. Your family...you'd do anything to make them happy. I get it, okay? Don't worry."
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Nov 10, 2007 18:17:21 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 10, 2007 18:17:21 GMT
She half-flinched as he brushed the hair back off her forehead, she didn't like people doing that anymore. Not since Cal had started doing it to her. "Why would my family want me to do something that makes me miserable Jack?" She asked quietly, not really expecting a reply.
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Nov 12, 2007 3:13:07 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 12, 2007 3:13:07 GMT
He ingores her question, watchnig her reaction as he pushes her hair back. Gently cupping her face in his hand, he makes her look up at her,"Does he hit you?" Jack asks quietly.
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Nov 12, 2007 18:18:12 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 12, 2007 18:18:12 GMT
"What? No! How can you ask me that?" She stammered immediately, recoiling from the touch, unable to meet his eyes. No, he just gets annoyed that you won't let him near you, Rosie? Yes, that's precisely it. You're pathetic.
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Nov 14, 2007 0:47:34 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 14, 2007 0:47:34 GMT
"Rose," Jack mutters, reaching for her again.
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Nov 14, 2007 20:19:02 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 14, 2007 20:19:02 GMT
She immediately drew her bruised arm closer to her chest, wrapping the other arm round herself as well so the gesture wouldn't look as weird, "What?" She mumbled.
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Nov 15, 2007 3:14:09 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 15, 2007 3:14:09 GMT
"You know you can tell me anything Rosie," He whisper, gently taking hold of her hand."Come on Rose,"
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Nov 15, 2007 20:46:33 GMT
Post by Rose Eden on Nov 15, 2007 20:46:33 GMT
She stayed silent for a moment, then shook her sleeve down over the purpling bruise that wrapped around her wrist and said very quietly, "He didn't mean to, Jack."
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Nov 15, 2007 22:58:59 GMT
Post by Jack Tucker on Nov 15, 2007 22:58:59 GMT
Jack's face darkens as he clenches his fist, turning back around,"I'll murder the motherfucker. He didn't mean to, bullcrap! That's bull and you know it Rose, when you hit someone it's cos you want to,"
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