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Post by alliya on Feb 22, 2011 23:03:22 GMT -5
  I'M THE NEW CANCER[/B][/size][/font][/size] •• N E V E R • L O O K E D • B E T T E R ••[/i] A N D Y O U C A N ' T S T A N D I T- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Alliya leaned against the wall in Blake’s room. She had spent all day in there and they had finally decided to get on the school chat. Usually she was on it all the time, but she happened to sign out of it this morning on her way over to Blake’s. She had seen one name in the chat that made her immediately put her phone down for the time being. That was until she saw Blake’s computer screen and saw Ian flipping out. She didn’t want her brother getting into a fight. She would rather have them just leave her alone so that she could forget about it.
She pleaded with her brother to just leave her alone, she knew that she could handle Blake since they were in the same room right now. She looked over at Blake and could see just how furious he was. She went and kissed him lightly. She knew that he wouldn’t calm down so easily, but she needed to find a way. Both him and Ian didn’t need to go after her. She wanted to just forget that it ever happened, but she sadly didn’t think that it would be that easy.
She closed his laptop and sat in his lap. She nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck and wrapped her arms around his neck. ”Just forget she’s even alive” she said softly. She didn’t want to have to keep dealing with these types of things. No one would like Monroe because of it, but she was still insecure about everything. At least for the time being.
She shut her eyes and just listened to his heartbeat. It was rather intense but that was probably because of the fact that he was pissed, but still she wanted to forget everything. With Ian just telling everyone in chat that she was raped made it worse. She didn’t want everyone knowing, and the fact that a good majority did know now was rather bad. They would probably want her to talk about it. Or they would just act completely different around her and end up feeling bad, it would make her feel ostracized.
She leaned up and kissed him again before pushing on his chest a little so that he would lay down. She then laid her head down back in the crook of his neck. She let her one arm rest over his stomach and the other was playing with his hair. ”I love you” she said softly.
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Post by kristakalon3 on Feb 24, 2011 15:01:52 GMT -5
Blake was, pretty much, pissed off again. The words that he'd said on the chatroom to Monroe didn't even cover the rage that he felt inside of his body whenever he saw her name pop up on the screen. If Alliya wasn't there, he would have went into a total rampage. But he tried to stay atleast a little calm for her, but ofcourse, she was reading everything that was going on in the chat so she knew how mad that he really was. He couldn't help it, though, she just pissed him off so bad. The things that she said felt like nails on a chalkboard; it got to him. Alliya didn't deserve this, she didn't deserve any of the shit that had happened to her.
His eyes looked over at Alliya while he was still on the chat. Monroe said to check her, because she had cut her up. He didn't know why he didn't notice it before, but now he saw the place on her cheek and that just pissed him off even more. He was going to say more to her, but Alliya made him get off. When she closed his laptop, he was about ready to run out of his room and after that girl. Usually, he wouldn't he think about hurting a girl, but she deserved it. She'd hurt his girlfriend; the most innocent girl that he knew. He didn't even have a chance to stand, though, because she sat in his lap. His body was shaking, that's how mad he was that he'd had an encounter with that girl. He shook his head when she said to forget that she was alive, "I can't do that, babe," He said quietly, but he wrapped his arms around her waist and let out frustrated sigh, closing his eyes.
Blake honestly didn't care if Alliya didn't want him to go after her, he knew that he was going to. The girl loved pain, though, so he didn't even know where to start to get back at her. She was one fucked up chick, that was for sure. He pulled the hat off of his head and threw it to the side. He had to throw something around, but he didn't want to do anything major because of Alliya. He didn't like her seeing him when he was this pissed off, because sometimes he knew that he could seem scary. He'd scared his mother plenty of times when he really got pissed off and she was at home. He knew that he wasn't here for aggressive anger problems, but sometimes it could seem that way.
He let out a sigh just before she leaned up and kissed him. He willingly laid back on the bed and kissed her back. He knew that he couldn't do anything.. yet, atleast. He just wanted Alli to be happy again, like she used to be. Before all of this shit happened to her, "I love you too," He said, in a very quiet tone.
"speech"
WORDS; 535
TAG; Alliya
OUTFIT; click.
MUSIC; give me novacaine by green day
CREDIT; thavron @ caution
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Post by alliya on Feb 26, 2011 1:55:28 GMT -5
I'M THE NEW CANCER [/B][/size][/font][/size] •• N E V E R • L O O K E D • B E T T E R ••[/i] A N D Y O U C A N ' T S T A N D I T- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Alliya sighed when he said that he couldn’t forget that she was alive. She couldn’t either, but she wanted herself to be able to forget it, but with the reoccurring nightmares, and constantly being reminded didn’t help either. Everyone began acting different around her, including Blake. He didn’t know how to act around her, whether she would want to kiss him, want him to touch her. Hell her brother was so much more careful around her. He hadn’t accused her of having sex with Blake since that day. Although they didn’t talk much, other than Alli just telling him to calm down and not go after Monroe.
Alli knew how fucked up Monroe was. She had raped her, and enjoyed every minute of it. She liked controlling her. She could tell just by how she handled the knife that she was good at it. She didn’t want to lose anyone close to her from that bitch. She wanted things to just be dropped. She actually regretted telling them.
She let out a small laugh as he sighed. It was cute. He knew that with her on his lap she wouldn’t let him do anything. Although it would be easy for him to just pick her up, set her back down, and jet out of the room. She knew that he wouldn’t do it. When he leaned back and laid down she smiled. It meant that he was giving up on leaving.
She smiled and buried her head into his body. She was blushing, madly. Although he told her that he loved her all the time, certain times like this it really got to her. She loved him crazily, and loved being near him, but sometimes wondered what he was missing out on. Although she knew that he didn’t think of it that way, he had given up a lot of opportunities to be with her.
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