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Post by Belladonna on Oct 21, 2007 21:33:48 GMT -5
*She bit her lip slightly.* I'm sorry, Christian. No- let me apologize. I'm sorry that I ran away. I'm sorry that I got pregnant. I'm sorry that I interfered when you fell in love with Sydney. I... *She took a deep breath.* I can't say that I'm sorry I fell in love with Enjolras, because I'm not, but I AM sorry that I did it while we were still engaged. I'm sorry that you had to find out that I'm pregnant again over dinner. And I'm sorry for inturrupting your time in the country. *She stood up as if she were going to walk away.*
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Post by Christian on Oct 21, 2007 21:41:43 GMT -5
Christian seized Bella's arm in a tight, blood-circulation-cutting grip.
"Don't apologize to me for those things. They were and are inevitable things, nothing you could have done to change it. And now that I think about it, you must have gone through these same stages when I was with Syd.
"So, don't say sorry. I deserve what I'm getting. It's Fate and karma."
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 21, 2007 21:43:00 GMT -5
Don't say that, you don't deserve this kind of treatment! You know what Fate is like, she's horrible.
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Post by Christian on Oct 21, 2007 21:52:28 GMT -5
"But what she decides is written in stone, I'm afraid."
A tear fell and splattered on the rocks.
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 21, 2007 21:54:23 GMT -5
*She gently wiped the tears off his face.* Not neccesarily.
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Post by Christian on Oct 21, 2007 22:03:42 GMT -5
Christian took both of Bella's hands in his own. "Thank you," he whispered. He abruptly turned and began to run, away from her, away from Enjolras, away from these painful memories. Away to the city. ((Must take my leave for the night. Sorry! G'night! )
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 21, 2007 22:11:05 GMT -5
((Goodnight!))
Christian! *She ran after him and grabbed him.*
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Post by Christian on Oct 24, 2007 21:28:12 GMT -5
((Hallo! ) "Yes? Is there something you desire, Bella?" Christian could not conceal the breaking of his voice.
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 24, 2007 21:41:53 GMT -5
((Bonjour!))
I...I just...I don't want you to run away.
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Post by Christian on Oct 24, 2007 21:50:06 GMT -5
((Espanol pwns your frances! )) "I shall not run away. Perhaps I will hide from the world... until it is safe again for me to resume life. I don't know what to do." Christian bit his lower lip until it started to bleed, and yet the tears still flowed down his face. ((Need to go shower and will be back! Later, gator! )
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 24, 2007 21:54:14 GMT -5
Christian. *She pulled out a neat white handkerchief and handed it to him.* Please, Christian- just stop. Stop for a minute. And breathe.
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Post by Christian on Oct 25, 2007 21:00:35 GMT -5
The sobs wrenched through Christian's chest not unlike the coughs caused by the bout of tuberculosis he had had a few months back. He shook his head in despair. He couldn't just stop then and there.
"I'm... sorry..." he gasped between sobs.
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 28, 2007 18:59:44 GMT -5
Breathe, Christian, breathe. *She helped him sit down, hoping that he would calm down slightly.*
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Post by Christian on Oct 30, 2007 22:43:45 GMT -5
Christian managed to wheeze between uncontrollable sobs and gradually, they died down altogether. He laid a hand firmly on Bella's shoulder and squeezed.
"Thank you... but I really should... go..."
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Post by Belladonna on Nov 2, 2007 20:22:32 GMT -5
Are you sure? *She looked at him seriously, eyes wide.* You're ok?
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