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Post by Christian on Oct 17, 2007 22:54:26 GMT -5
"I can't look at you," he whispered in such a voice that only he could hear. ((Sorry; must go! 'Night!))
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 17, 2007 22:55:59 GMT -5
((Goodnight!))
*She stepped forward, leaning closer to hear him.* I'm sorry, what did you say?
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Post by Christian on Oct 18, 2007 20:05:38 GMT -5
"I said that I have something in my eye," Christian quickly lied.
Life was a tangled web of lies. No truth; exactly why he'd wanted to escape the turmoil of the city. The noise of Paris just heightened the effect of it. But what he'd despised in the city was part of him also. I'm the world's number-one hypocrite, the man thought.
He added quickly, "I don't want to look silly in front of you."
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 18, 2007 20:07:45 GMT -5
Oh, please. *She knelt down in front of him, looking intently at his eyes.* Let me help you.
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Post by Christian on Oct 18, 2007 20:16:06 GMT -5
"No, it's fine. I'm fine."
Christian slowly turned away to conceal his eyes, brimming with hot, unshed tears. At the moment, he hated everything. He hated himself, he hated the city, he hated the country, he hated Enjolras, he hated Belladonna.
No. He loved her, much more than words could express. But Christian also held a place in his heart for Sydney, who'd stayed by his side during times of extreme hardship. He couldn't choose, and it made him feel worse.
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Post by Parisa on Oct 18, 2007 20:24:09 GMT -5
*She frowned, tilting her head to try to see his face.* No, you aren't fine.
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Post by Christian on Oct 18, 2007 20:28:40 GMT -5
Christian couldn't help gritting his teeth to resist from breaking down then and there. "You always know. How is that you always know, Bella?" ((Going out for dinner! Should be back in two hours or so. Until then, !))
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Post by Katie Scarlett on Oct 18, 2007 22:28:11 GMT -5
**I CAN HEAR THE BELLS!**
What's wrong, Christian?
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Post by Christian on Oct 19, 2007 16:19:21 GMT -5
"I can't do this anymore, Bella. I can't stand having to be off to the side and watch you being happy with Enjolras. I can't stand pretending to be joyful and everything. I can't pretend that I'm okay with it because, truthfully, I'm not. I'm tired of acting like it's nothing, and I'm sorry."
He hung his head in shame.
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 19, 2007 21:36:17 GMT -5
What-what do you mean?
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Post by Christian on Oct 20, 2007 23:22:30 GMT -5
"You know what I mean, Bella. You always have.
"Well, I think I may have to return to the city, to Paris. The country was not what it once seemed to me long ago... Maybe the noise and distractions there will suit my imagination far better."
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 20, 2007 23:25:37 GMT -5
*Her beautiful face fell.* I don't want to force you to leave the country, Christian, I-I...I thought you were still in the city, I thought it might help to be farther away so that we had less of a chance of running into each other and that it might...it might help. *She bit her lip.* I'm-I'm so sorry, Christian, I...I really...I'm sorry.
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Post by Christian on Oct 20, 2007 23:41:19 GMT -5
Christian took Bella's face in his hands and looked into her sad yet beautiful eyes.
"It's not you, Bella. It was never you, so don't you think that way. It's me who should apologize... I'm sorry for being such a bastard and a coward and a fool. But I'm afraid that I cannot change who I am and my feelings."
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 20, 2007 23:45:31 GMT -5
*She looked down slightly, her long golden eyelashes sweeping the tops of her cheeks. ((The place right under your eyes, obviously, like your eye-bags, but that sounds so unromantic, sooo...))* I would never want you to change who you are, I just...You aren't a coward, or a fool, you're-you're Christian. And you shouldn't apologize, you-you haven't done anything wrong.
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Post by Christian on Oct 21, 2007 21:16:59 GMT -5
"And some days, I wish I wasn't such a wangsty character Christian. Sometimes, I wish that my life and love was simple and easy to follow.
"I can't look at you or Syd with a straight face. I'd burst out crying at the top of my lungs or some other silly thing."
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