The Fall
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Thread Topic: The Fall
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"I just don't..." he was speaking when she suddenly kissed and cut him off. Michael opened his eyes in shock, then closed them. Accepting her kiss happily, he closed his eyes and held her there for a second, returning the kiss.
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When she pulled away her breathing was slightly kicked up as was her heart. Opening her eyes she blushed and looked away.
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His face flashed to red too, "Ally," he whispered, looking down. Then he looked over and met her eyes. He wanted to ask why, but wasn't going to.
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"I gotta go." She placed both hands on his chest and soft pushed him away. Flushed and confused at her own behavior she ran a hand through her hair and escaped to outside where her bike was waiting.
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He watched her, unable to say anything. He simply watched her go, he was too stunned for words.
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Once on the bike she was off and once at home she sat there in her drive way dumbfounded. "I'm an idiot." She whispered quietly into the night sky.
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Michael stayed in that chair a while, just looking up at the ceiling, playing that scene over and over again.
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Rubbing her face she eventually went inside and found her father sitting at the table. And across from him.. No. Tristan. Tristan gave her a happy smile until he smelled Michael on her and he growled quietly.
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He eventually made his way back up to his room and lay down. Michael closed his eyes, and saw both images, at the same time. A curious duality.
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"Dad.." She growled, body tense. "Sit Ally." Her father said quietly and she did so. He didn't have a choice. He was her alpha. "Me and the Elders talked to Tristan and have decided a few things. Yes, it was wrong for him to run but now we see that we have a better idea. We are going to join your pack, him, and he has a few friends.." Ally growled and said, "combine the packs.. No. I won't marry him!" She flew from he chair.
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Michael sighed, going to his Surface and queing up Netflix. He started Rambo: First Blood, and turned the volume up.
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Her father turned a icy look into her but it was always filled with regret. "We don't have a choice Ally.." Tristan looked up at her and sneered slightly. "No." She hissed and ran out the door. Once outside she shifted and took off. She knew Tristan would be hot on her heels eventually.
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He almost started taking notes on the movie, the ways Rambo uses to neutralize enemies.
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Growling quietly to herself she ran fast. Suddenly something grey slammed into her side and sent her sprawling. Gasping for air she silently snarled at the male. Tristan looked before her.
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Quietly, he reached into the drawer and field stripped his pistol and grabbed the cleaning kit, and started cleaning the gun.
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