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Post by Belladonna on May 26, 2007 13:59:12 GMT -5
It's just my voice. It's no big deal. I would give up a lot more for you to live. *She closed her eyes at his touch*
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Post by Christian on May 26, 2007 23:40:58 GMT -5
Christian let his hand drop to his side.
“Just your voice? No, not just your voice, Bella. It’s a part of you, a part of who you are. I can’t believe that I was the reason that it was taken away from you.”
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Post by Belladonna on May 26, 2007 23:51:06 GMT -5
*Her eyes flew open and she gazed at him intensely* Your life is worth much more to me than my voice. I can...survive...without my voice, but I could not live with myself knowing that I had an opportunity to save you from death and I passed it up.
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Post by Christian on May 29, 2007 22:40:36 GMT -5
“I am afraid, Bella, that that opportunity has already come and gone. This was to be my time. Death and Fate have already been so kind as to spare me twice. How long must I wait until I go? Think about it. A man is barely freed from the clutches of death. His closest friends must pay the price. I can no longer stand by and watch as loved ones sacrifice their treasures to save me, a mere penniless writer.”
Christian sighed. “I shall find Death and I shall tell him of my current situation. If all goes well, then everyone will be restored their happiness. Perhaps, I should further coax him so that no one remembers me…”
The man looked into Bella’s eyes, welling with tears.
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Post by Belladonna on May 29, 2007 22:51:33 GMT -5
No, Christian. If Fate had meant for it to be your end, she would not have agreed to our bargain. You are meant to live, Christian! *Her jaw was set and her gaze steady* I know I don't have the power to stop you from, in effect, killing yourself, but if you do...then you'll have killed me, too. It doesn't matter if you want to be with Sydney in the end- just knowing you're alive will keep me strong until I die. If you take that away-I will have nothing left.
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Post by Christian on May 29, 2007 22:54:14 GMT -5
"You can't let me get in the way of your happiness, Bella. I'm the one whose ruining it all for you. Just let me go. I hate seeing you like this."
A tear slid down Christian's cheek.
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Post by Belladonna on May 29, 2007 23:00:53 GMT -5
You have never ruined anything for me! Everything that has been ruined, I've done myself. You have picked up the pieces for me. *She stopped, feeling as though someone had just punched her in the gut* If anyone has ruined anyone else's life, I've ruined yours, and I...I'm so sorry.
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Post by Christian on May 29, 2007 23:02:22 GMT -5
"Stop Bella. Stop doing this. Stop blaming yourself for something that I've set on myself." Christian embraced Bella tightly.
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Post by Christian on May 29, 2007 23:10:06 GMT -5
((Err, need to go. Bye! )
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Post by Belladonna on May 29, 2007 23:10:15 GMT -5
((OMG your avvie. *dies*)) *Bella's eyes floated closed for a fraction of a second before she stood up* Christian. I'm not going to let either one of us ruin your life...again. You can't die yet because of my deal with Fate- so live it fully and don't you dare give it up. Consider it a gift from me, please? And I- I'll go try to prepare myself for having someone else's baby. I- goodbye. *She handed him back the coat he had allowed her to borrow and began to walk out of the kitchen*
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Post by Dr. House on May 30, 2007 1:49:45 GMT -5
((*iz ded cuz of deh wangst!!!1* I love you two to death! *Huggles*
*diez again cuz of teh avi!1*))
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Post by Christian on May 31, 2007 22:22:09 GMT -5
(( ;D))
Christian wondered just what Belladonna meant by “preparing” herself. He grabbed ahold of the girl's hand just before she disappeared beyond the door.
“Wait, Bella,” he sighed. “If you're willing to stay with me and endure whatever obstacles will come your way, I'll let you. But I just don't want to see you get hurt.”
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Post by Belladonna on May 31, 2007 22:26:28 GMT -5
I would do anything for you, Christian.
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Post by Christian on May 31, 2007 22:29:21 GMT -5
"I don't deserve you." Christian looked down shame-facedly at his hands and wrung them.
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Post by Parisa on May 31, 2007 23:03:40 GMT -5
**AS BELLA**
Christian, stop it. I don't deserve you. And...if you want to leave me...I wouldn't blame you. I would leave me if I were you.
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