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Post by Desiree Hale on May 31, 2011 20:52:00 GMT -5
Desiree slowly opened the door to Trever's dorm room. She hadn't been here in a long while. Stepping in, the first thing she saw was his bed. Practically running to it, Desi jumped into his bed, laughing even though she knew the moments to come would be hard to explain. He still wanted to know why she had been missing for so long, but she couldnt help it. She was a completely different person when she was with him. And to be honest, she loved it. Moving to sit on the edge of the bead, she patted on the space beside her. She smiled at him,"Sooo... you wanted to talk..?"
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Post by Trever Valens on Jun 1, 2011 18:05:06 GMT -5
Trever walked in, trailing behind Desiree. He shut the door behind him and locked it, just in case. He didn't want any unnecessary interruptions from anyone right now. He lightly chuckled as he watch her settle in to the dorm she had practically once called home herself, seeing as how much time they had spent together. Trever sighed though, feeling like all of it was never real. She left so abruptly, he had once even tried telling himself that the entire concept of her was all a dream. But how could it be? She was here again and he knew that he was in reality. He couldn't deny her existence anymore. She was home. He crossed his arms over his chest and walked over to his bed, not sitting down yet. He looked down at her with his sad eyes again. "I want to know what happened." That was all he said, the words sounding as cold and unmoved as his stance.
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Post by Desiree Hale on Jun 1, 2011 19:07:06 GMT -5
Desi watched as Trevers face went for the familiar smile she went crazy for, to something much colder. It almost looked unforgiving... As he asked the first of what she guessed would be many questions, her smile vanished from her lips and she dropped her head, looking at her fingers that she messed with as she spoke slowly. She knew she wasnt good with words and was afraid that he might take something htat she meant goodheartedly the wrong way. "Well, i really dont have a good reason for why i left... i wish i did," she took a quick breath,"I just...just needed some fresh air.... something new." That was all she could come up with. "But im back now," she spoke quietly, reaching her hand out towards trevers face and tracing his jaw bone with her index finger,"and i promise ill never leave again . . ." She had the urge to kiss him, but instead, she bit her lips, the taste of her cherry chapstick invading her mouth.
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Post by Trever Valens on Jun 1, 2011 19:25:31 GMT -5
Trever listened to what she had to say, making absolutely no movement in his face or the rest of his stiff body. He looked like a wall...an irregularly shaped one, but a wall none the less. Make that a concrete wall. Not just any concrete wall, but the concrete walls he had grown up with. The ones standing over 20 feet tall, surrounded by Galbadian guards, and even the snipers posted up at the watch towers that shot anyone trying to get in...or out. He grew up with these tall...dark, even hateful walls. They surrounded him all through his time in his homeland of Timber. He knew what being a wall was. He knew far better than any wall what being a wall was. And a wall that killed was thing king of walls. But he hadn't quite gotten to the level of wanting to kill her. He just wasn't going to break easily. If anything was going to break him, it had to be a lot better than that meager blow.
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Post by Desiree Hale on Jun 1, 2011 21:06:53 GMT -5
Desiree frowned when he had no reaction other than looking at the wall. Self control was slowly slipping away each second she waited for any other reaction then stiff silence. She knew what she wanted, but doubted he wanted the same. Looking at him, she took note of each and every detail, comparing them to her memories of him. In her memories, he was absolutely one hundred percent perfect, but looking at him, he was more than that. A greek god would be a better description of him, but still didnt cover it. She took a deep breath, trying to hold in the littlest bit of self control she still kept, but his smell made her lose it. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she tried to pull him down onto the bed on top of her and kissed him repeatedly. "Im in love with you Trever C. Valens," she whispered into his ear, before kissing down his jawbone multiple times and got to his lips once again.
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Post by Trever Valens on Jun 1, 2011 21:33:47 GMT -5
((Oh shit, bitch respected the C. XD ))
As he watched her struggle, he could not help but feel sorry for what he was doing. It wasn't completely her fault he supposed. She didn't mean to hurt him. He realized there was something else going on in her mind than trying to simply appease him. It was very complicated. But he just felt that something else was there conflicting her. He was about to let out a sigh but right as his defenses went down to do so, he found himself on top of her on the bed. She whispered words into his ear that he thought he'd never hear from such an angel and then began kissing him repeatedly. She even respected the C., which was rare. He found it very hard to control his male tendencies from here but he kept a decent amount of composure as he kissed her back. He broke this kiss and looked into her eyes. He didnt know what to say. In fact, he was kind of scared. Did he have the capacity to love anyone? Could he trust her again so easily? He never felt so unsure in his entire life. Trever took a moment to breathe and think carefully about what he would do next.
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Post by Desiree Hale on Jun 2, 2011 6:41:12 GMT -5
((Good or bad thing...? Lmao))
He broke off her kiss and stared into her eyes. Desiree sighed and dropped her head down onto the bed. All of the trust that they had built up was suddently gone. If he had forgiven her and acctually believed that she was going to stay, everything would be perfect right now. Maybe more than perfect... She closed her eyes. Knowing he was watching her made her feel a little self concious, even though it never had before. She felt so weak compared to him now and she knew that she would do absolutely anything to have him back to the way he was before... "Babe. . ," she stopped talking... Maybe he didnt want her anymore... and if he didnt then kissing him and calling him 'babe' wasnt really going to help anything... "Trev," she started again ",Ill do anything... please, just tell me how to fix this. . ." Her voice cracked and she was afraid to sound stupid saying anything else and got ... "please. . ." She whsipered, her eyes beginning to water, so afraid to lose him.
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Post by Trever Valens on Jun 2, 2011 17:35:18 GMT -5
((Good thing XD ))
If there was anything he hated more than a woman crying, it had to be a woman crying because of him. With the exception of those sluts who play it off like they be having his kids in order to get his money. That ain't chill by him or worth his sympathy. But obviously this wasn't one of those cases. Trever flung himself over her and landed sideways on the small space that was left on his bed, the top of her head now just maybe an inch from his chest. He placed his hand on her cheek and made her look at him. "You're acting...pathetic..." She didnt have to beg for him, hell he didn't want her too. She was too good for that. This was all just too sudden for him. She just came back and was already asking him to marry her and have babies with him. Maybe an exaggeration but that was how heavy this all was to him. "All you have to do is be yourself. I've forgiven you. But I just..." He thought about it for a moment. He wanted her. He really did. "We just...gotta make up for lost time. We step back a bit and just let it a happen from there. I got no problem taking you around. So I rather just go through that again and let it all fall into place. Can't rush into things like this, ya know?" He looked at the ceiling then, wondering how she would take that. It wasnt like it was a step back at all really. He was giving them the chance they needed, he felt.
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