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Post by Becca on Oct 13, 2009 1:33:51 GMT -5
She turned and followed him before stopping. She frowned, feeling her heart starting to break.
"Go up the hall, take a left. Follow that hall and you'll come outside. Go to the gate...You'll be released."
She said quietly her voice quivering.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 13, 2009 1:39:11 GMT -5
He stopped walking and looked at her, disappointment clouding his eyes. Her words were dorwned out by his shouting. "You kept this from me. You could have told me, you can tell me anything. I never gave you a reason to believe otherwise. Why? Why rebecca? Was I just a meal you like to play with before you eat? or did I not matter enough to you?" He shooking his head as sadness began to take him over. He followed her directions and left, going back to his condo.
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Post by Becca on Oct 13, 2009 1:42:56 GMT -5
Becca stood, staring at him as tears felled her eyes and slowly ran down her face. She said nothing, for he was right, she should have never kept it from him. But she wish he understood things were not that simple. She had rules too, especially dating a human. She watched him go, haven just stood there an taken the lashing. After a few minutes of just standing there she finally left herself, but she didn't go back to her condo.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 13, 2009 1:48:34 GMT -5
His condo was a mess, a victim of his anger. The couch was turned over as well as the table and chairs. Paintings and pictures were knocked over and the glass broken. He now sat on his bed, a bottle of vodka in his hands. He was stripped now, only in basketball shorts and his sorrow. He wasn't a drinker, but he didn't know what other vice to go to. He loved Rebecca, more than anything in this world. But she kept this from him and that made him question her. Besides, they couldn't be together. She would never age and he would and would eventually die. Nobody needed that heartbreak.
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