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| Terrible Things; This is Sad, but it is a love Fiction with James/OFC | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: December 13, 2011, 8:51 pm (4,595 Views) | |
| Nah Bruno | December 27, 2011, 2:51 pm Post #31 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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You got a good stuff here! I liked it!
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | December 27, 2011, 8:57 pm Post #32 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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We rode back with all the windows down and Casotr's Ipod blaring Eye of Beholder. He was slapping his knees trying to keep time with the drums, and my girl was in the passenger beating the dashboard showing my son up. He got frustrated and finally started air guitar. I smiled at him through my review mirror. He nodded and mouthed that he really liked Bailey. I winked at him and smiled softly. When we arrived home Castor took up the job of putting away all the gear. I patted his shoulder and he was off to his buddies. I wrapped my arms around Bailey and smiled down at her. She burried her face in my chest shyly. "What? What's the matter?" I asked chuckling lightly. "The poparrazzi...they're having a field day with this..." "So let them." I tilted her head to face mine and kissed her lips gently. I could hear all the shutters going off as they all tried to get a shot better than the guy next to 'em. I smiled against her lips and whispered in her ear for us to head inside. When we strode in, I slammed the door shut with my foot, and pulled her jolting figure against my chest. She relaxed slightly, at the feel of my lips against her soft skin. "You shot me in dick today. That wasn't nice." I rubbed my hands over her breasts and squeezed tightly eliciting a moan from her lips. "You tried to make me dance." I bit the tender spot behind her ear and felt her spine shiver against my back. "You plan on kissing me to make it better? It hurts." I whined. She pushed her ass back against me and ground slowly. "Feel better yet?" I moaned quietly and sighed. "Mmm not quite." Her hips rocked slower and deeper against me. I gripped her shoulders and spun her around. I pressed down and forced her on her knees. I grabbed hold of the flaps of my camo pants, I tugged them open and presented myself to her. She smirked and placed a soft kiss to my shaft befor taking me in down to my base. I was shocked at how well she handled me. Most girls, in the past that is, would gag and cough. But not her. She was able to take it all the way to the back to her throat and still suck hard. I tossed my head back, tangling my fingers in her hair, I pressed myself further down her throat. She moaned against me and the vibrations went down my shaft, all teh way down my thighs to my toes. I sighed and she moaned again. Sending me over the edge, I exploded my seed across her warm tongue. She licked her lips and kissed my hip. Raising back to her feet, she pulled my pants back around my hips for me. "You know, you look sexy when you wear them this low." I smiled and kissed her cheek. "You think so? How bout I jsut not wear them at all?" "Well that would be nice, only if your son is gone and we are enclosed in a bedroom." I chuckled and kissed her cheek again. "Sounds perfect to me. So uhm, are you gonna tell me bout this Braxton guy or is that for another time when we're layin in bed together?" "Can it be for another time?" I smiled softly. "Of course. If that's what you're more comfortable with." She ran her hands down my sides and kissed me slowly. I pulled away at the feel of my phone vibrating. "Hang on babe. It's Matt. Hello?" "Dude, get to the shop now. That fuck face is back. And doing his own personal detailing to your Widow!" "Fuck!" Hung up and buttoned my pants racing to the counter grabbing my keys. "Looks like I'm gonna meet this Braxton quicker than you'd like. Get in the truck lets go." SHe didn't object but she hesitated towards the truck climbing in cautiously. I sped off towards the shop in rage. I looked at Bailes from the corner of my eye and could tell how umcomfortable she was. "Baby?" She didn't look at me but she nodded. "DOn't be afraid. I'll handle him." "You don't know him." She whispered painfully. We pulled into the back of the shop and I locked the truck helping Bailes out. I saw the guy keying the gas tank of my precious motorcycle. "Hey! There a fucking problem here?!" I pushed Bailes behind me and the guy jolted looking in my direction. "Who the fuck are you?" "James. Hetfield. You must be Braxton." He strutted towards me so I, with as much intimidating swag as I could get, I made my way towards him. He dropped the tiny pocekt knife to the floor and I sighed in relief. "How the fuck you know my name?" I almost laughed at how short he was compared to me. Though he was more filled out than I, I still doubted he could kick my ass. "I have people. What're you doin here?" He scoffed. "I'm looking for Bailey. someone told me she was with you. I've seen you before. You think you're hot shit cause you're in a metal band and you fuck every man's girl. Bailey is taken you alcoholic piece of shit." I shook my head smiling. Mocking him. "I don't drink anymore and I haven't since 2002 fuck wad. And you're right. She is taken. By me. Thanks for pointing out the obvious." I could see the red of anger rise to his cheeks, his eyes go bloodshot from frustration. His fists curled and I ducked out of the way, ramming my knee where ever the closest body part was for me to reach. I made contact with his rib cage and he coughed. Grabbing me around the waist he slammed me into the metal gate. I winced in pain as I felt the discs in my back rattle. One more like that and he'd be all over me. I pushed against him as hard as I could, turning the tables til he was against the gate. I jammed my knee into his inner thigh over, and over again. His fists continued there hammering against my rib cage. I didn't even know what this was about and yet I was in a full body boxing match with someone I didn't know. Or care to know for that matter. I stopped suddenly when I head Bailes crying out for me to stop. I stood straight and looked in her direction. Matt had his arms around her tightly lifting her feet from the ground to keep her from rushing towards us. Without warning, he clocked me. Right under the jaw. I fell back and slammed my head against the concrete. I could feel his figure on top of my waist. I opened my eyes to see his fist raising. I covered my face with my forearms and he changed his mind pounding my ribs again. I groaned and moaned shifting to each side. But he continued. I raised my fist as fast and with as much force as I could and hit him sqaure in the nose. Blood spilled instantly down his mouth and onto my shirt. I hit him again and again, sitting up I straddled him again. Pinning his arms on either side of his shoulders. "Fucking stop! What the fuck?!!! I don't even know who you are and you're trying to kick my ass!" He spit blood in my face and I closed my eyes, sighing to regain composure. "You have no fucking business with her..." "Oh really? I've worked with her for a long time. Clearly it's you who doesn't have business with her Braxton." He spat at me again and I jammed my knee further into his ribs. I held it there in place tightly, he winced and wriggled making the pain worse. "Quit struggling and I'll let you go." He stopped so I let him up. He glared at me and wiped the blood from his mouth and nose. "Tell Bailes I'll be watching her and as for you. I'll fuckin be back." I stared at him completely dumbfounded. I had no clue what this was about but it damn sure wasn't gonna wait til she was comfortable. He strode away and I turned towards Bailes. I could see her shaking and crying so I rushed towards her. Matt let her go and stepped back. She fell against me and I winced. I'd be bruised but that didn't matter right now. I stroked her hair soothingly. "Shhh it's okay. I'm sorry." She slammed her fists against my chest and yelled against her tears. "No it's not okay!! Look at you! You're not sorry James!!! You're hurt and it's all his fault and he's gonna come back! Fuck you! You should have never hit him back!" She reached up and slapped me. "What was that for?!" "For being an idiot!! I thought you weren't like that anymore?! You lied to me!" "I didn't lie to you Bailes. I was just trying to protect you! He hit me first baby...I'm sorry." She shook her head and turned on her heels. "Stay away from me James." I opened my mouth to say something and moved my feet to chase her, but Matt rested a hand on my chest. "Don't man. Let her go cool off." "But sh." "It doesn't matter. She;ll be okay, I'll talk to her. Just go in the garage or something. No, matter of fact, go fix those scratches. And by the way, it wasn't any of your fault.." MORE SOON
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| Shannyn(: | December 28, 2011, 5:02 pm Post #33 |
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Tongue-tied & twisted just an earthbound misfit, I
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MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!MORE!!!!!!!!! This was gooooooooooood bro! Ah, so intense!
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | December 29, 2011, 7:56 pm Post #34 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Hahaha thanks my friend hahah did you catch the shout out? Haha
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | December 29, 2011, 8:43 pm Post #35 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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I did as Matt suggested and made my way to the make-shift gym next to the shop. I was angry, I was sad, I was confused. I took everything that I felt, and I tossed it at the punching bag. I looked up at the chain holding it. I smiled as it rattled. Fall fucker. Fall. I thought. I'll just string you up again and hit you more. Fall you fucker. Cmon. Fucking fall already! I hit it twice as hard feeling the tendons in my shoulders pull and retreat. I hated everything at the moment. Braxton for the fight he caused, Bailes for slapping me, Matt for not stopping me..Fuck everyone. This wasn't my fault. I hit the bag again. And to somewhat of a relief, it fell to the concrete floor with a solid thud. Didn't bounce or roll anywhere. Just fell. Right in front of my feet. I sighed and wiped the sweat from my brow, I walked to the mirror hanging on the wall and tugged my shirt off slowly. Wincing at every little movement. When I glanced in the mirror, my shirt on the ground, I could see purple and black spots already forming around my torso. I touched my fingertips, gently to the sensitive flesh. I turned, and with much pain looked over my shoulder to see my back. There was a massive blue bruise on the lower end. Right were I slammed into the gate. I touched my hand to the back of my head. There was a lump from smashing it against the ground. But no blood. No throbbing. But I'd feel it tomorrow. I leaned my hands on the wall and stared at my beaten figure. To the grey blue eyes, down the red chest, over each bruise and welt. My hips scraped raw, my knuckles bloody and as well, scraped raw. I was a mess. No wonder she slapped me.. GARAGE/MATT & BAILES I made my way slowly to the scared girl in the corner. My heart ached at the site of her. Her knees tugged tightly to her chest, rocking back and forth soothing herself. Tears streaming down her full cheeks, lips quivering. I kneeled in front of her. "Bailey?" She didn't look up at me. Just shut her eyes tightly and stayed rocking herself to calmness. "Bailey, he did it for you...You gotta understand that..He was trying to protect you sweetheart.." We were a pair. Siblings with no blood relation to prove it. She stopped crying and laid herself against my chest. "It's okay girl. You gotta tell him you know that. Just as much as I. Don't let hurt him by not letting him protect you. It was Braxton's fault. He swung first." I took up the job of rocking her. Her sobs muffled in my shirt, her tears soaking through to my skin."Bailey? PLease say something to me...Let me know you understand.." She looked up at me, her eyes bloodshot and rimmed. "I don't wanna lose him..He'll leave when he finds out.." I shook my head and sighed. "How could he leave you for something that wasn't even your fault? You should know better than to expect that from him Bailey. Look, just tell him and go with it. The worst he's gonna do is go after Braxton." She shook her head violently. "No! he'll get himself killed! Brax is dangerous! James..he's too soft he's too fragile." She jumped away from me and pressed herself against the wall. Crossing her arms over her chest, shaking her head. "Bailey, I think you and I both know that James can hold his own. That was proven today...Let him protect you Flicka. He wants to and he's trying..If he gets hurt, so be it. He did it so you wouldn't." I brushed the hair out of her face and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She kissed my cheek in thanks and hugged me tightly. "Everything will be okay. And if James has his way, which he will, Braxton will never set foot near you again. Trust that little Flicka." She nodded in agreement against my shoulder. I rubbed her back consollingly for a moment longer before she pulled away. She looked towards the damaged bike. She sighed and shook her head sadly. "Fix that before James' does it out of anger and fucks it up more." I chuckled and nodded a yes ma'am. I watched her walk off before I smiled to myself and shook my head going to grab the bike. JAMES/GYM I ran my hand down my face and walked towards the small cabinet. I yanked it open and grabbed the bottle of Vicodin. Pulling the cap off, my movements stopped and I dropped the bottle. Her cold hands were gliding down my back slowly and gently. I dropped my head to my chest in relaxation. It felt so good, so soothing. Her lips were pressed against my shoulder blade for just a moment. Then they were gone. "I'll make it better. You don't need those." I could feel her breath on my skin as she whispered to me. "I'm so sorry I slapped you Jaime. I'm so, so sorry." I turned in her gentle touch and held her face in my calloused, bloody hands. "You listen to me. You have nothing to be sorry for. Understood?" I was scolding her like a child, but she nodded and nuzzled my palms. "You look like you're in a lot of pain.." I smiled and shrugged. Wincing at the stupid decision to try and move. "Go sit down, and I'll nurse you." I smiled and sat on the barstool. "Nurse huh? Mind dressing up while you're at it?" I saw her smile and her back raise in a light giggle. "You nearly get your ass handed to you and yet you're still horny. God, men." "Gotta love us." We smiled at each other and I held her hips as she dabbed a cotton square to my split lip. "You gonna massage me tonight?" She smiled and shook her head. "Nope. Because barely touching you causes you to wince in pain baby. Maybe the night after tonight." I smiled and nodded in understanding. I grabbed her working hand and squeezed it comfortingly. ""I love you Bailes. I didn't want you to get hurt...I was trying to protect you. And I always will. Even if it bruises me, cuts me, or even kills me. I'll always protect you. Whether you like it or not." I watched the color drain from her face when I said if it kills me. "Don't worry, no one can kill the mighty het." I smiled but she didn't respond to it. "James..please don't say that." I stared at her confused. "Say what my baby girl?" "That you'll protect me til it kills you..PLease, please don't say that..It scares me.." I pulled her against me, her hands rested on the tops of my shoulders. I kissed her collar bone and nuzzled my nose against the hollow of her neck. "It's true...the truth is scary baby. I mean every word of it. I will. Please let me...Please tell me about him..Why was he here? Why is he watching you baby? What did he do to you?" She pulled away from me and turned her back towards me. Her arms crossed protectively across her chest. "Baby?...Bailes? I won't run baby...I promise you..I love you Bailes don't be afraid...Please?" She relaxed a bit and turned to me. Her face down in as much sadness as I've ever seen her before. Her bright smile was hidden, hr beautiful eyes, clouded and misted over. "He did unimaginable things James...And I wish he would just kick the bucket already.." I wrapped her in my arms. "Lets go home, to your Skip, and we'll talk about it okay?" She nodded and I sighed in relief that she actually agreed. I waved to Matt when we stepped outside. I carried Bailes, painfully, to the truck and set her down in the passenger seat. I slammed the truck door and winced at the quick movement of my shoulder and rib cage. I strode to the drivers side hopping in and roaring the engine to life. We didn't speak the whole way back to her little, personal, country home. MORE SOON
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| Shannyn(: | December 30, 2011, 11:26 pm Post #36 |
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I DID! :horns2 hehehe. Dude, you need to post more, soon! Like... NOW!
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | January 1, 2012, 8:59 pm Post #37 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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When we pulled up t her place, without even putting the truck in park, she jumped out of the still moving truck and sprinted towards the little barn where her knight was waiting. I sighed, parked the truck, and made my own way to the small shed. I walked in and she was kneeling, her arms draped around the large animals neck, her face burried I could hear her crying. I stood behind her and rubbed her back comfortingly. "Babe, it's okay. I'm here." I heard heavy footsteps, but I dismissed them feeling as if the pouhnding in my head was pulling tricks on me. "Bailes, cmon baby...it's okay.." I tugged at her waist and pulled her back against my chest. I rocked her slowly. "I'm right here..Right here to listen baby.." I snapped my head around and nearly pushed her to the ground when I heard the all to familiar voice of Braxton. "Oh how sweet. Big badass James is really just a softie. I'm here to." He nodded his head a shit eating grin plastered across his cheeks. I tried to figure out how I didn't see his car or whatever he drove. I stood quickly, and my hand rushed to my head and I swayed from the immeadiate blood rush. "Little dizzy there buddy? Not used to being hit that hard?" I glared, but he was right. Although it wasn't because of not being used to being hit hard. It's not being used to slamming into concrete. "Dude, I don't even fucking know you. Why are you trying to pick a fight with me?" I could feel Bailey shaking behind me. Her arms pressed to my back, her fists clenching my shirt. Her lips were quivering between my shoulder blades. I felt the sweat start at my brow in frustration and worry. "She belongs to me James..Don't you see? She was never single. She's been mine for awhile now. Haven't you Bailey?" He stretched his neck to look around my broad frame. I cocked my shoulder to hide her more. "She's not a piece of meat that you can claim as property. You need to leave..Please." He smirked and cocked his head to the side. "Oh you think I do?" I nodded my head. His hand reached behind him and I prayed that Bailey didn't feel me tense. "Cause that's not what I think." He dropped his hand back to his side. I could see a shiny metal across his knuckles. This boy wanted to play gang with me. Fuck. I pushed my hand behind me and grabbed her hip tightly. "Let her go boy, and it'll be the worst mistake you ever made. You say you'll protect her if it kills you. Lets see if you can live up to that." He stepped forward and I stood my ground. I grabbed her belt and kicked her cowgirl boot with my heal. She seemed to get the message and bolted for skip. Jumping on his back like a gymnast and kicked him hard. He took off out of the barn. "Now, it's just me and you. Fight me, but don't hurt her. She didn't do anything." he glared. 'she bedded you. She cheated on me." "She was never yours Braxton. What did you do to her that has her so frightened?" He stepped forward again. "I trained her. That's what I did. She's a woman. They're meant to be trained. You see, we're men. They do what we want." I shook my head. "Who fucked with your head as a boy?" He swung and with much pain I ducked cheap shotted him in the groin. His fists uncurled dropping the brass knuckles. I kicked them out of his reach. He retaliated and tackled me at the knees. I fell forward, my head spinning. My arms gripped his waist and we hit the floor. His weight crushing my sternum. his fist grasped my jaw and squeezed tightly. I tried as hard as I could to ram my knee into his ribs but he didn't budge. Let alone groan. "You can't win Het. She's mine. I'm gonna get her, and I'm gonna kill you off. Like a soap opera. See how this works?> She's my whore. Not yours." I glared and gripped his shirt in my palms. I didn't know what got into me at that moment but something about that comment pissed me off to a point where i thought the demon I used to be was completely gone. But he jumped out somewhere. My fist caught him right in the mouth over and over again. He loosened his grip, I hit him again. This time nailing him under the eye splitting the skin. He let go of me and tried to regain control. But my right fist pounded directly into his sternum. I watched him roll off me and try to opull the air back into his lungs. I jumped on him, pressing my full weight into his chest. I raised my fist, slamming it against his cheek, splitting skin again. His face lolled to the side. I hit him agin with my left hand this time, watching his head loll to the other side. I grinned. The blood formed under his lips and a little trickle down his cheek and under his eye. I hit him again. This time he went slightly limp. I grabbed his shirt and lifted him up. Bringing our faces as close as possible. "Getting your ass kicked again princess." He spit at me. I hit him again. Hard. So hard I felt my bones in my wrist ripple. I winced at the feeling. I hadn't jammed my wrist back like that since 80 something when I punched a papparazzi. His eyes closed and he slipped out of my sweaty grip. He just lay there and I took a breath rolling off him. I stood, feeling the vertigo kick in I rested my hand against the wall. I heard the faint thunders of hooves on the grass. I could hear the harsh breath leaving the soft nose, and the gentle sobs of my girl. I heard her feet hit the ground and felt her cool hands against my neck. She was a bit blurry but I assured her that I was okay. Her grey, misty eyes trailed over to Braxton laying unconscience on the ground. "Don't worry, he'll be alright." Few minutes later the cops gathered the large man and loaded him off. "James...I..I need to..." She didn't finish her sentence before she puked all over me. MORE SOON |
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| Shannyn(: | January 2, 2012, 12:11 am Post #38 |
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:O WOAH!!! MORE MAN! THIS IS GOOD
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| Voxx | January 2, 2012, 1:00 am Post #39 |
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Some Kind Of Monster
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Very Dramatic! I'm looking forward to more
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | January 2, 2012, 8:43 pm Post #40 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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I stared at her shocked. I watched all the color drain from her face and she fell forward. I quickly leaned forward and caught her limp, heavy form. For such a little one, She was pretty heavy. I did my best to hang her over my shoulder and carried her into one of the padded stalls. I for one was too dizzy to carry her myself to the house. I layed her down in the saw dust and ran to the fridge. I grabbed a cold bottle of water and glided the bottle across her forehead and down her cheeks. I pressed my finger to her neck, still felt a pulse but it was faint. I smacked her face gently and somewhat awkwardly. Her eyelids fluttered after a few smacks and she lolled her head to the side. "Jesus fuck Bailes you scared me. What's that fainting all about?" She shook her head and sat up slowly rubbing her temples. "I..I don't know. But I feel really queezy..." She stared up at me and her face was drained, her eyes were sunken in. It was like she went from being alive to being half dead in seconds. "Do I need to take you to the hospital?" She scooted back quickly and shook her head violently. "No! No..I'm fine. I'll be alright." I stared at her confused. "Bailes, you need to tell me what's going on right now..This is not waiting til you're comfortable anymore. Who is that prick and what's going on with you?" She ducked her head down embarrassed and scooted towards me. "You promise you won't think less of me?" I stroked her cheek with my finger smiling assuringly. "Of course. It doesn't matter what happened then. I just wanna know." She sighed and traced her fingers down my arm and over the split flesh of my knuckles. "Braxton and I...we were a lost cause..Everything was great in the beginning, he was a prince. Then..he got in this accident and he started drinking...He would come to the barn in the middle of the night and try and shoot Skip...I would distract him with sexual touching...and it worked for a little while. Then he just got plain violent...Calling me a whore, hitting me every now and then..The days I wore make up to the shop was to cover the bruises. Matt..he knew what was going on and would console me..But when Braxton found out about him, he accused me of cheating and beat the shit out of me..I was in the hospital for a week or so..He ruined me..He tried..he.." I enclosed my arms around her and rocked her til she stopped shaking. "What did he try?" She shook her head and cried hard. "Bailes..tell me.." "No..I can't..." I kissed her head, "Yes you can.." She nuzzled my chest and spoke softly. "He tried to rape me...I was lucky that Matt was picking me up that day. I'm ashamed cause I know I never did nothin wrong, but it's burned into my head that somehow all thsi is my fault...You know, I heard him tell you he trained me..Well he did...He trained me to be afraid, to be hurt, and to never love. He would drag me around by my hair, he wouldn't feed Skip, and everytime I tried to he would hit me and take the food from him. I almost lost my best friend. James..Honestly, I don't want to love you..." I sighed and rested my chin on her head in silence. I knew she wouldn't want me to say sorry, or to question her. But what she didn't know, is that the next time I saw this prick, I'm gonna put that .45 in my truck to good use. It's been begging for a reason to be fired. I stroked her back as calmly as I could. "James?" I continued staring into space. "Hmm?" "Please say something...You're scaring me." I leaned back to look her in the eyes. "I'm scaring you? How am I scaring you?" "You're so silent..You usually have something to say." "Well I'm not gonna speak cause I don't have anything to say. Sorry." She felt my anger and frustration. She raised from her position in my arms and stared at me blankly. "Bailes, what do you want me to say? I know an apology is the last thing you wanna hear so I'm not gonna say it! If you want me to say something than here. I promise you that the next time I see the little prick I'll kill him. Happy? It's not what you wanna hear but oh well. That's how I feel. But don't you think for one second that I would ever treat you that way. You don't want to love me fine. But I know you need to. And I'm gonna love you whether you fucking like it or not. And you don't have a say in it. You can slap me and try to push me away, but it ain't gonna work." I sighed and rubbed my rib cage soothingly. She still continued to stare at me. "Now is the time where you say something back. See how that works?" She glared at me and rushed to close the space between us. I tried not to laugh at her attempt to be a bad ass with her head only touching my shoulder. "I have nothing to say so I'm not gonna say anything." I smiled, "Ah but you're speaking now. So clearly you do have something to say." I smirked down at her and she giggled "Look Bailes, i do love you. And I know you love me to you're just afraid. And I'm okay with that. I'm a patient guy, I can wait for you." She smiled and kissed my cheek. "Isn't it the other way around? Aren't I supposed to wait for you?" "Not in this situation baby." I kissed her forehead softly and inhaled her fainted smell of shampoo. "Lets go inside. I need an ice bath. I'm fucking sore." She giggled and patted my chest. "You're sore? Try racing off bareback on a horse. Then we'll see who's sore." I smiled and grabbed my crotch. I shook my head with a playful disgusted look. "No, I think I'm good. My buddy serves me well. I would never put him through torture. You women, I don't know how you do it." She laughed, and I tried but it came out as a pain filled groan. "Ooo baby calm yourself. I'm not even touching you." She winked and I smirked. "Oh you think you make me groan like that? You wish babe." She slapped my chest and I felt my eyes bulge in pain as the air hitched in my lungs. "That's what I thought." We wlaked towards the house hand in hand for the first time. I held the door for her and walked in behind her. I made my way as quickly as I could to the bedroom. Stripping my clothes off as fast as my aching body would allow me. I turned the cold water on and stepped in. I tensed at the sensation but soon relaxed. My eyes drifted closed and I leaned my hands against the tile wall. I smiled to myself as an image of Alexi appeared behind my eyelids. "Hello James. You look like shit. But I'm so proud of you. She deserves you, ya know? This is the James I know. And the one I love. She's gonna fall in love with you, if she hasn't already but remember to be patient and slow with her..She's fragile and I'm telling you that the road ahead, things are gonna try and tie you down, but do yourself and her a favor, don't walk away..Keep your feet moving at all costs and that way you won't thin about it so much." I nodded my head slowly in response and she disappeared. I was too tired, too dizzy to even care or pay attention to listen to what she had to say. SHe'll come back when I fall asleep and tell me again. She always does. I turned my head quickly when I felt the spray leave my back. I opened my eyes and wiped the water from my eyelashes. She was standing with a towel open and a gentle smile on her face. She gestured for me to step into the towel and let her dry me off. I reached my hands down and covered myself, trying to be a little decent. She giggled and blushed running the cotton towel down my chest, across my shoulders and down my back. She planted tiny kisses along my body whenever she found a tickle or sore spot. She let the towel slip from her fingers and we stared at each other in silence. My hands still covering myself, I could feel the red reach my cheeks as I felt myself grow against my palms. Her tiny arms wrapped around my shoulders and hugged me gently. Kissing the scrape on my neck. "I think I love you James." I smiled and leaned against her to hug back. "Stop covering yourself and wrap your arms around me." "I'm trying to be.." "Decent. I'm aware. But you don't have to be. I like you all bare and exposed. Just like you like me that way. So please, hold me." I hesitated but did as she asked of me. I felt her lips pen against my neck and her warm tongue trace over the wings of the tattoo. I groaned softly and hugged her tighter to me. "Baby, I'm to sore.." She nuzzled me. "I never said I'd make you." I smiled and lifted her. Laying her down on the soft bed I cuddled against her. "You look so sleepy baby." SHe smoothed my hair back like I was a child. "I only just got into a fight with brass knuckles. You know, nothing to be worried about." She smiled and kissed my forehead. "Just sleep my knight." I kissed her collar bone and closed my eyes. Drifting to sleep instantly. When I awoke the spot next to me was cold. I ran my hand over the sheets where ever my arm would stretch to. I sighed coming to realize nothing was next to me. I didn't wanna get up. But I moved my leg over the edge of the bed anyway. As I sat up, I quickly fell forward. Shit, I was a lot more banged up than I thought. I raised up on my arms and balanced myself on the nightstand. I was naked. that was odd. I don't recall having sex last night. I rubbed my temples, why can't I remember? I smelt her perfume before I felt her hands on my back. She was stroking my spine with a warm rag, kissing my shoulder blades and whispering short words against my skin. I sighed and looked over my shoulder. "Did we have sex last night?" She looked at me confused. "Uhm, no babe." "Then why am I naked? Did you undress me or try and make a move on me?" She was somewhat stunned with my tone and stopped her ministrations with the warm rag. "Baby, you took a shower, I dried you off, you carried me to the bed, and we laid down. You fell asleep naked. We didn't have sex or even so much as touch each other. We just cuddled." I pushed off the night stand and lost my balance. Her arms grabbed my waist and held me steady. "I think I shoudl take you to the hospital. You're pretty beat up baby." "No. I'm fine." "Why you being so defensive? I'm just trying to help." I glared slightly and pulled out of her grasp reaching down and pulling on my briefs and jeans. "I don't need it. I'm a man, I'm fine. I'll get over it. It's just a headache." "I don't think it is James. You don't even remember last night." "Yes I do." I spoke sternly, my voice gravly. I hoped that she'd buy it but her expression showed that she didn't. She backed away from me and looked at the ground. "I made breakfast...Feel free to grab you some. I'm gonna head to the shop." "You're not going anywhere." I noticed her hands start to shake. "What is wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?" I shook my head confused. "Acting like what?" "You're being a dick James. I'm trying to take care of you and you're throwing it in my face." I stepped towards her. "Because I told you I didn't need your help." I shut my mouth the minute I heard ALexi's voice in my head. "Watch your step James. You're on centimeter from crossing the line. Don't force her to run from you. You were doing so good. DOn't throw it away by being an ass." MORE SOON
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| Shannyn(: | January 3, 2012, 6:11 pm Post #41 |
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Like you said dude, that was deep ![]() I WANT MORE MAN! & you know which part i'm waiting for...
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| kaleyjane | January 3, 2012, 7:48 pm Post #42 |
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OMG what is happening with James??!! MOAR!!
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | January 3, 2012, 8:07 pm Post #43 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Oh Shannyn, do I know what you're waiting for? Hehehehe We were standing so close, her breath was hitting my chest. She looked down and nodded with a simple 'Okay.' She turned away to head for the door but I grabbed her wrist and yanked her towards me. Her face went white and she fell to her knees covering her head with her left forearm. "No! Please! I'm sorry! I was just trying to help you! James...please don't!! I'm sorry baby..." She looked at me, tears welling in her eyes, lips trembling with fear, her face white as a sheet. I let go of her almost immediately. "Bailes..I wsn't..I would..." She scooted back away from me, shaking her head from side to side. She really didn't believe me. "Bailes, please. I wasn't going to hurt you..I was just going to hug you...Baby cmere." I searched her face for an answer but it was just blank. Her eyes absent from reality. I had scared her. I didn't mean to. I kneeled in front of her and touched her shin gently. Rubbing my palm up and down her leg til I leaned far forward making her lay back. I rested my lips next to her ear. "I would never hurt you." I could feel her chest shaking against mine, her hands gripped her jeans til her knuckles went white. "Bailey, please relax...I'm not going to hurt you my girl." I nuzzled her cheek with my nose and she whimpered softly. I had dug myself a real deep hole and I had one foot inside with no leverage what so ever to push myself out. I opened my mouth to speak, but refrained. I placed a gentle peck to her cheek, then her jaw, then the tender spot of her neck. She shivered but still remained frozen still. I touched my hand along her side feeling the goosebumps rise underneath her shirt. I tried to keep my breath steady, but her being so uncomfortable, made me uncomfortable beyond belief. I gave up when she whimpered once more. I sat up on my heels and ran my hand over my face. "I'm so sorry Bailes...Do you want to be alone?" I opened my eyes and looked at her. But I didn't see my Bailey. I saw a ghost, a scared little girl, trembling with fear, not knowing whether to cry or not. I hung my head in shame and rose slowly to my feet. "I think I'm gonna call Matt to run me to the hospital." She didn't speak or so much as nod. Just sat there frozen like a corpse. I grabbed my bloody shirt from last night and went downstairs dialing Matts number. He came and got me within 10 minutes and we rode in silence to the hospital's emergency room. They examined me and all they could come up with was a few bruised ribs, bruised discs in my back, and a mild concussion which explained the dizziness and headache. We drove back in silence and I looked around for a trace of life. Nothing. Matt stared at me quiziccaly. "James, what's going on?" I shook my head and rubbed at my aching temples. "Nothing Matt. I'll be at the shop in a few hours. In the mean time please pick up my son and have him start working on that damn dirt bike of his. It's collecting dust. And tell him that if he doesn't fix it and continue with it, I'm selling it." He replied with a nod and I hoped out of his old beat up Dodge. I walked up to the house. Pain filling each and every step. I reached for the knob and twisted it. It was locked. I sighed and looked around for a key and found nothing. I turned on my heels and went to the barn. It to had been pad locked. I beat the door with my fist in frustration. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed her number. Standing by the door, I heard the phones' shrill tone ring once then shut off. She was screening my call. She really was scared of me. I went around to the back door and found it open. Silly girl. I thought. I stepped inside and saw her silhouette laying on the couch face down. Phone on the floor. I walked slowly over to her. Her head snapped up in fear and I rose my hands above my shoulders in shock. She was holding .9 mm in her right hand, her finger off the trigger but her thumb on the clip release. "Leave James.." Her voice was shaky and hoarse. "I don't think you want me to." "I do James. Please go." I stepped forward and her finger slipped along the trigger. "Baby, put the gun down. I'm not going to hurt you." I could see the tears start to stain her cheeks in the dim light. "That's what he said everytime he would come back!" "I'm not like him Bailes...I never meant to grab you that way. I was just going to hug you. Honest. Please baby, put it down. Let me show you that I mean it. I would never hurt you. Ever. Even if you asked me to. Please Bailes.." I took another straind step towards her. She lowered the weapon with a shaky arm. I quickly closed the distance between us and grabbed the gun releasing it from her hand I set it on the coffee table. I could see her eyes shining with tears and fear. "I know it's one thing to say everything will be okay, and it's another to actually believe it. But Bailes I promise you that I love you..." Her hands stroked my cheeks and I kissed her palm. SHe pulled my face to hers and our lips touched. I let her lead the slow dance of our tongues and let her touch me how she wanted. I left my hands at her waist. I comfortable, and reasonable position unless she objected to me. Her hands no longer shook as they touched me. Her delicate fingers tracing the heavy ink on my arms, then easily tending to my beat up sides. Her lips moving slow and teasingly against mine. Her breath hitting my cheek, warming me. Her thigh was between my legs pushing against me til I backed up against the wall. She pulled her lips from mine and rested her cheek against mine. "I know you never meant it. Old habits are hard to break.." I nodded, not saying anything. "I apologize for being a dick this morning." She kissed my jaw bone. "Shhh...stop apologizing to me James." "You don't deserve me." Her hands ran down my ribs then over my belly, up my chest. "Shut up. You're ruining the moment." I chuckled for a second than groaned at the rush of pain. She massaged my pecs and kissed my neck. "I'll make it better. Just relax." I smiled deviously at the dirty thoughts attacking my head. "You gonna be my nurse?" "If that's what you want." I traced my calloused hands down her back. "WIll you dress up for me?" SHe smiled against my neck pressed herself closer to me. "You ahve fantasies don't you?" I smiled, "Doesn't every man?" "I'll fulfill your fantasy, if you fulfill mine." I looked her in the eyes and raised a bro. "You have a fantasy?" She smiled deviously. MORE SOON. Yes that jsut happened stay tuned!
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| Shannyn(: | January 3, 2012, 8:26 pm Post #44 |
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| Shannyn(: | January 3, 2012, 8:26 pm Post #45 |
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WHAT THE HELL MAN YOU CUT ME OFF AT THE BEST PART!!!!MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOREEEEEEE! before i turn into the hulk!
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