Hehe~
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Bella: You do? o3o *snuggle* *calmly* Let's go sit in her room together and wait until she gets back.
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Quintin: Aye.. I have to share my name, though. *squishes her cheeks* -
Bella: *happy clapping*
Shadow: *strolls in, dumping the passed out Cat on the bed* ..Heh..
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Quintin: For now!
(I might fall asleep soon. In case I do, night, I love you~!) -
Shadow: Hello, Taylor.
Bella: *stares at Dark*
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Quintin: *ruffles her hair* -
Shadow: I'm good.. You?
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Quintin: Hmmm. I guess I have nothing better to do. *grins* -
Shadow: You guess? :P
*suddenly mewls, rolling halfway off the bed*
*still asleep*
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Quintin: *goes through*
(owo What soap?) -
Bella: .. *sternly* Daddy!
*and jumps up, eyes wide*
*scurries to closet, slamming the door closed*
GET. OUT.
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Quintin: Soooo?
(Link it to meh
Oh and morning~) -
Bella: No! *closes the door* ;~; You gotta talk!
T-There's nothing to talk about!
Bella: There is. Go back, Daddy. And get out of the closet, momma.
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Quintin: *lays down, sprawling out* Sure.
(When you are, link it.
How are you~?) -
*stays in closet*
Bella: *slips into it, dragging out Dark, who's covered in clothes*
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Quintin: *derp*
(Yus.
Good, I suppose. owo) -
Dark was silent as she stared at the man she had been married to. It sickened her that she was being such a coward. But it was her fault they weren't together, and she knew that nothing could change that fact. It was her fault. Her fault.
After a minute of silence, Taylor finally spoke up. "If you want another chance, I'm willing to give it to you, Dark. But you've broken my trust, and it'll be hard to get that back." He looked down at his feet, taking a moment to recover. "I just can't believe that you'd do that to me-"
"I don't deserve it! It's my fault that we're not together, it was all my fault, no matter what the kids try to say. You shouldn't try to give me another chance. You should go.. Go find another woman. Find someone who's totally trustworthy, who can take care of Elacie and the kids.. Someone who isn't a total idiot like me," Dark cut in. She stared at him with disbelief in her eyes. She shook her head, turning away.
"It was my fault that I took the s---, that I let it take control. And it didn't even work, it was all me asking Pride for a kid. It wasn't some dumb love potion or whatever, it was me clearly cheating on you. I don't deserve your love, not that I have it anymore, and I don't.. I don't deserve your promise ring! You're the only one who's been loyal in this relationship. I feel like I'm a whore."
She sat on the floor, her head in her hands. Taylor slowly stood up, walking over. He reached out a hand, starting to pet her head. "You're always beating yourself up, Cat. But hey, you don't need to worry.. I'm giving you a chance because I think you can handle it. You just admitted that it was on your own account and not someone else's fault. That's what I wanted to hear, Dark. I wanted to hear that it was all on you. It shows that you knew what you were doing. And from what I hear, you seem to regret it. Take a few days to decide on me or Pride. I'll be waiting for you." He pulled away from her, exiting the room.
Dark sat there in disbelief. She thought that he hated her, that it'd never work out. She knew that although Pride was nice... No, she wanted Taylor. She sniffed, wiping her nose. Softly, she muttered, "You left your shirt."
(^WHAT SHOULD BE HAPPENING)
*stareeeeeeeeee*
Bella: ...Talk.
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Quintin: Ready as always. :P
(*kisses back*) -
(cries)
..I don't want it.
*goes back into closet*
*from closet*
I don't deserve it, okay? And I bet someone had to talk you into it. You don't even sound like you want to give me the chance, you made it sound like it's for me and not for the both of us.
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Quintin: *smiles, stroking her hair*
(*purr*
Alright.) -
...Don't go! I just..
*opens the door, peering out at him*
*eyes are teary*
Why do you want to give me another chance? Do you really love me?
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Quintin: *nose twitch* *siiiigh*
(Me: *trying to fix stuff* *makes everything worse than it was* *cries*) -
..
*in a tiny little voice*
I'm so sorry that I f---ed up.
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Quintin: Yes?
(i was trying to clean
and now my floor is worse than what it had been) -
*runs over, tackle hugging him*
*gets dem clothes all over him*
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Quintin: ..I'm bored. Not exactly upset.
(I dun have enough space to put the s--- I took off the shelves anywhere else but I need the space for books and siiiiiiiiiiigh) -
*rests head on his chest, closing eyes*
*softly*
Thank you.
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Quintin: I dunno. :I *huff(
(my dresser doesn't have space
and my desk doesn't have space I need to clean it as well
nOTHING HAS SPACE) -
*sniff sniff*
*tail curls around his hand*
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Quintin: We could.. Um..
(I'm getting a real bookcase soon~ :3)
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