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| At Tragic Heights; NEW! James/OFC short story...sequel to Firewalking and HYBTB | |
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | March 22, 2012, 7:01 am Post #61 |
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☠ (R.I.P) † Return Is Possible †
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He had sex with Fran I hope not More and why only one update a day More!!!
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| Scorpion Flower | March 22, 2012, 7:08 am Post #62 |
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Outlaw Torn
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No. Definately not. He won't cheat.
Edited by Scorpion Flower, March 22, 2012, 7:22 am.
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | March 22, 2012, 7:42 am Post #63 |
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☠ (R.I.P) † Return Is Possible †
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She will Oh having James under the shower, who would want some other guy
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| Scorpion Flower | March 22, 2012, 8:02 am Post #64 |
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Outlaw Torn
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Kasia, now you just made me laugh. None of your guesses are right:)) I already wrote a woman who kind of cheated on James, on Twin Soul You're Always a Strange. |
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | March 22, 2012, 8:10 am Post #65 |
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☠ (R.I.P) † Return Is Possible †
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So I know a half of the story No cheating I hope a lot of sex between them though
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| cmania | March 22, 2012, 9:25 am Post #66 |
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Frantic
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this story it´s kinda funny wanna more bab´s |
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| Tallulah | March 22, 2012, 11:58 am Post #67 |
Bad Seed
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Good stuff, keep going! |
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| Lilith | March 22, 2012, 7:02 pm Post #68 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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xD hahahaha! Pretty smart move from her to go out looking stunning. The first part... Now I wonder what is going on.
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| Scorpion Flower | March 23, 2012, 9:19 am Post #69 |
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Outlaw Torn
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After 40 minutes I saw James approaching us. Diana stared at him for a second. “I can’t get used to it.” She told me making me giggle. “Act cool Di, he’s just a guy.” I said. “Hi.” James told me, bending over me to kiss my lips, then he greeted Diana who shot him an embarrassed smile. “Let’s go?” “Sure.” I said. I got up and kissed Diana goodbye, James held my hand and we walked to the van. “Had fun?” He asked. “Yeah…” My answer was a bit absent. I wanted to know about his encounter but I thought it would be a bit rude if I asked him straight away. James ordered the driver to take us to “The Sunset”. I knew that restaurant but had never been there, because it was not a place I could afford, I was rather curious but it revealed to be quite simple, only it had an astonishing view to the ocean. Holding my hand on our way in, we were greeted by a guy dressed in black, contrasting with the decoration of the restaurant, which was all in white. He took us to a table near the huge windows and brought us the cart straight away. “What are you going to have?” James asked me looking at the cart he had in his hands. “I don’t know…maybe this shrimp salad. It sounds nice.” I said. James raised his eyes off the cart to look at me. “Hum…I might got with the stake. I feel rather hungry.” We made our order and then we were left alone. James caught my hand in his and caressed it with his thumb. “Are you ok?” He asked sweetly. “I am sorry you had to leave so suddenly this morning.” “I wouldn’t stay there. Come on…” I said rolling my eyes. “It was so awkward.” “I know babe…” “How did it go?” I took the chance to ask. He looked at me for a few seconds, then he spoke. “It was alright. She brought the papers to sign.” Then he shut up and I felt like that wasn’t just it. “Just that?” I insisted, I wanted the whole story and all details. “She signed it already.” He said. I curled an eyebrow. Was he avoiding telling me more? “Just that James? I mean, come on…she didn’t come here just to give you the papers, right?” He looked away, contemplating the view and stayed silent, then his head turned to me again. “Look…I want to be honest.” I nodded. “She signed the papers, after all we had agreed with it, but she came here to tell me something before I signed it.” “And that was?” I felt the lump in my throat forming again. “She told me she has been missing me, that these months away since I left the house made her realize that she missed to have me around.” “So she wants another chance?” I asked feeling my voice running out on me. James nodded. I gulped. “What did you say?” “Nothing.” He simply said. I looked at James in disbelief. So, she asked him to come back and he said nothing? My fears had a bit of truth after all. “You said nothing? I mean…James…if you said nothing she’s going to think you’re gonna think about it.” “I was caught by surprise Nadia. I thought we had this all figured out, we both agreed with the divorce, we talked about it seven months ago, long before I met you. I thought we were clear. None of us wanted to be in this marriage anymore, so I don’t understand. I didn’t know what to tell her. Put yourself in my shoes.” “I have been in your shoes James. Mark also wanted me back remember? And I told him that I had moved on, because I am with you and I am in love with you, so I don’t want him to think that he still has a chance. If you didn’t tell her anything she’s going to think she has that chance, that you’re divided. Are you?” James shook his head. “It’s not like that. I love you sweetie.” “But you didn’t tell her that.” I felt my eyes watering so I looked away from him, it was somehow hard to look at him that moment. “I don’t want to go back to her.” He affirmed. “Well, then you should have told her that.” I shot. “Did you sign the papers?” He shook his head again. “The papers are in our suite.” “You didn’t even sign the papers? James!” I exclaimed. “Hey, I need to process it in my mind.” “Process it in your mind? To me it’s very clear you are shaken by her proposal and you’re having second thoughts. That’s so clear. You teased me this whole time about being divided and look at you, in the end you’re the one who’s divided.” “I am not! Damn it! Just try to understand.” “Well I don’t and I refuse to understand. She told you she wanted to try again, you didn’t say shit to her, and then she gives you the papers, already signed by her and you didn’t sign it. What’s there to understand? I am not stupid. I may be young and all the jazz but I am not stupid.” “Babe…” He said patiently. “Don’t you babe me!” I was pissed off at him. “I am getting a clear vision of the whole situation so don’t you fucking babe me.” “Nadia, you’re being unreasonable. I love you.” “Yeah…I can totally see that now.” “Don’t be like that.” He said grabbing my hand again and giving it a light squeeze. “It’s easy for you to say.” I could be exaggerating but something inside of me was telling me I was not, so I stayed rather silent during lunch and so did he. I looked at him by the corner of my eye several times, he looked a bit distant, craving even more fear in my heart. Though he denied he was divided, I felt he was. Women can sense these things from far. After lunch we went straight to the venue. In the van he tried to talk to me, divert my attention and was sweet and tender, but I couldn’t be the same to him, I couldn’t give him tenderness when I wasn’t sure what his feeling for me were anymore. God, my heart became so tiny and tight, as if a hand was holding it and squeezing it until I couldn’t breathe anymore. Already at the dome for the second and last show of the tour, we let go of each other. We went separate ways, guess James lost his patience, and deep inside I thanked him for the space he was giving me. Not that it changed anything, it didn’t, the more apart from me he was the more I thought I was right. We only talked about professional stuff, we were only together when I had to be with him during the interviews and meet n’ greet, then we went separate ways again. He wasn’t rude when he spoke to me, his tone was not cold, but indifferent, considering the moment we were going through. I expected him to insist, to make me talk more, but he didn’t. He didn’t do any of that, as the day went by I could only feel him more and more distant. I was desperate. The show was alright, not good or amazing, just alright. James was quite disconnected from it, and after it, instead of going to the farewell party, I went straight to the hotel. James came back with me and on our way there, there was nothing but silence between us. He didn’t try to hold my hand as he usually did and honestly, I felt like he was letting me go, until we got to our suite and the door closed, and he made his voice being heard. “I’m going to take a shower and then we’re going to talk.” He said. I didn’t answer, when I looked at him, he was already on his way inside the bathroom, so I went to the balcony and sat on a chair watching the view. I rehearsed all the things I had to tell him in my mind over and over again. It was like a cassette that when you reached the end you rewind it and played again but when I heard his heavy footsteps approaching me it all vanished, erased. James pulled a chair and sat by my side. “I hate it when you go all silent on me. The whole afternoon Nadia, you didn’t say a word.” “You also didn’t ask.” “And do I have to ask? Can’t you just come to me and say it? I know this might seem wrong but you’re making things a lot more weird than they really are.” “I don’t think I am. I had the courage to tell Mark we were really done, you? You stayed silent. I guess your silence speaks for a thousand words.” James grabbed my arm and pulled me to sit on his lap, but I resisted. “No, I don’t want to go there.” I said with crying voice, my eyes were flooded. “What for? So you can cloud my judgment with your sweetness? No…go inside and sign the damn papers, that will prove me wrong.” I left James alone at the balcony. I went to the bedroom and began to change to my nightgown with tears falling down my face. I had realized I loved him more than I thought I did, and that I wasn’t done with the talking, there were a few more things that I wanted to tell him. I opened the door, but instead of talking I just stared at him. He was sat at the table, reading the papers with a pen in his hand, I turned back and closed the door again. I washed my face and then brushed my teeth and sneaked into bed, shutting down the light. I remained awaked, unable to sleep, and it took him long to come to bed. He turned the light on his nightstand on and my eyes blinked adapting to light again. He rested the envelop there, then he left to the bathroom and closed the door. The envelop stared at me and I stared back at it, reluctant. But I stretched my arm and opened it, taking the papers out of it. What I was doing was terribly wrong, but I had to see it, and he hadn’t signed it. I put it all back inside and put it back on the place he had left it. About an hour, a pen in his hand and he hadn’t signed it, that meant something. James came back and I turned on the bed giving him my back. I forced myself not to cry and then I felt his hand on my arm and his lips on the back of my shoulder. “You must be out of your mind if you think you’re going to touch me tonight.” I hissed jerking him away. “Don’t touch me.” “Nadia…” He called my name lowly. “Don’t say anything, don’t talk to me.” I felt his arm around my waist, his weight coming over me and his lips touched my ear. “What are you afraid of?” He asked. “Baby…” “Right now I am not just afraid, I am certain.” I turned on my back to look at him, my tears were falling. “You don’t love me.” “That’s not true.” He said calm. “I do love you, and you don’t have any idea of how much I do.” “Really? Then why aren’t the papers signed?” I confronted him not caring if I was giving away that I went to check it. James didn’t answer, instead he let go of me and came back to his pillow, shutting down the light, returning the bedroom to darkness. Guess I pissed him off. |
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| Tallulah | March 23, 2012, 11:17 am Post #70 |
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | March 23, 2012, 12:34 pm Post #71 |
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dgjllkjhds Asshole Fucker How can he be such an ass? He was moaning about Mark and now he us doing something even worse. More
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| Lilith | March 23, 2012, 1:26 pm Post #72 |
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♥ Jaimelicious ♥
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Oh, Fuck! Shit! Crap! I would also send him to hell! He was like a monkey on her back about Mark, but he comes to do this?
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| Scorpion Flower | March 24, 2012, 8:08 am Post #73 |
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Outlaw Torn
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I woke up the next morning in an empty bed. I tip toed until the door and peaked, James was sat at the table, already dressed, having breakfast and staring at the papers. I could see him struggling from there and my heart ached. Before I joined him, and I needed some courage to do that, I took my morning shower and got dressed too. When he heard the door opening, he turned around to look at me. “Coffee is still warm.” He said. I sat in front of him and he gathered the papers together but didn’t put it inside the envelope. “I think we need to talk.” I told him courageously, since I had been thinking during the shower. “Serious talk…right now I am truly hurt.” “I don’t know what to tell you…” He said low, and at the same time his eyes also went low. Not caring if he was there, I stretched out my arm to grab his divorce papers, just to acknowledge he didn’t sign it. “Don’t say anything.” I said determined. I put it back to its place and got up, didn’t even eat. “It’s clear, very clear.” He grabbed my hand. “I have to say something. It’s not what you’re thinking…” “Clearly it is what I am thinking, otherwise you would have signed it already. Why is it so hard?” James moved from the chair to the couch and stared at his feet, resting his elbows on his knees. “I am going to pack my things. I’m staying in LA, you go to San Francisco and live your life. Do what you want to do.” I told him choking, my tears again assaulting me and betraying me. James didn’t move or tried to stop me. That was another stab in my heart. I sobbed low while I packed all my stuff, I couldn’t take the pain I was feeling inside. I had been with him little time, nothing that I could compare with Mark, I had been years with him, but it was hurting me much more. When I was done, I cleaned my eyes and pushed my bags until the living room. James was still sat on the couch, in the same position. “I hope you have a nice life, I truly do.” I said. Then I opened the door to get out, expecting him to say something to stop me, at least I hoped. “Bye…” I whispered, but he didn’t move, he didn’t look back, nor did he say anything. I closed the door and walked to the elevator always expecting him to stop me, but nothing. He didn’t show up and I concluded I had taken the right decision, to set him free. I just left…numb and lost. The pain almost too physical. At the street I called a cab and ordered the driver to my address. “Miss, is everything alright?” He asked looking at me through the rear mirror when we stopped at a traffic light. I just shook my head with tears falling down heavily. “No…” I said. “Nothing is alright.” With that I ended the conversation and I guess the driver felt too uncomfortable to ask me what was happening. When he parked in front of my building, I paid him and climbed the stairs to my apartment. I took everything to my room and didn’t bother to open the windows, I just tossed myself on the bed and I cried loud. I cried, I yelled, I punched the mattress. The pain was unbearable. When I calmed down I called Diana and asked her to meet me. I needed a friend, my closest friend. “Nadia!” She exclaimed with a horrified face when I opened the door. I concluded I looked bad, but I just burst into tears against and she pulled me to her, holding me tight. Pulling me inside, she closed the door with a hand and the other patted my hair. “What happened?” “I left him.” I said. “I left him and it hurts so much. God…I am suffocating…” Diana pulled me away from her to look in my face. “Why did you do that?” I cleaned my tears and took a deep breath to calm down, then we both sat on the couch. “She asked him to come back and he got all divided…I just think I made his decision easier…” “Oh Nadia…” She whispered, her eyes saddening. “I know…He broke my heart and I asked him so much not to break it. Why do I always get stuck with the wrong guys? Why?” “Aren’t you overreacting, I mean, maybe he was shaken up by what she told him, but maybe he wasn’t thinking to go back to her. I know you…you’re stubborn and you’re tempestuous, not to mention impulsive as hell.” “No…I am not.” I shook my head. “The papers were there and he didn’t sign it. Not yesterday and he stayed for about an hour staring at it with a pen in his hand and not today when I saw him doing it again. I think I am right…” “Well…” Diana pulled me to a hug again. “I am so sorry Nadia.” “I love him so much.” I sobbed again, my shoulders shook. “How am I going to live without him? Why did he have to do this?” “Oh my friend…” I was sure Diana was running out of words to tell me, so she just stayed there holding me and stroking my hair while I cried. “He didn’t do anything?” She asked when I calmed down a bit. “No…not a word, not even looked at me when I left. He just stayed there, silent…glued to the fucking couch…I deserved more than that.” “Oh Nadia…” She whispered. “I have to let go of him. What did I expect?” “Where’s your cell, maybe he called?” She suggested. “I turned it off.” I said. “Maybe he called Nadia…you don’t know…” “I’m quite sure he didn’t and I don’ want to turn it on again just to find out I am right. He was doubtful, that’s why he let me go.” Diana didn’t say a word, and as another crying attack assaulted me she held me tight against her once more. Late at night Diana left, I didn’t bother to have dinner, I wasn’t hungry at all. I crashed on my bed and cried again, my eyes were so damn sore it hurt but the pain was insane. Later, I reached for my cell and had the courage to turn it on, putting it right away on my nightstand, with no courage to check it. Then it started beeping and I reached out to see it. Five missed calls from James and then a text asking me to call him. I put it back on the nightstand and then the thought began to corrode me. The part where I struggled not to respond to his plead and the part where I wanted to do it. My love spoke louder, echoed in my head, a loud voice yelling at me to do it. I called him. “Nadia…” I heard his voice on the other end. I didn’t say a word, only a soft sob escaped my lips. “Are you crazy?” He asked. “What were you thinking by leaving like that?” “I think it was pretty clear you were having doubts, I just made your decision easier.” I said not caring my voice sounded so painful and crying. “I am not having doubts Nadia, I think it’s normal to be caught by surprise and be reluctant. I love you damn it! Why can’t you believe in that? Trust me…” “I can’t…” I whispered. “I saw you struggling…that’s not normal if you really knew what you want.” “I want you.” He affirmed. “Come back…” “Are the papers signed?” I asked him giving him his chance to redeem himself. James stayed silent. “James…” “No…” His voice broke. “I still haven’t signed it.” I pulled the phone away from my ear as a groan escaped my lips. “Then I won’t come back.” I spoke to him again. “I am leaving tomorrow Nadia. You know where the airport is and the time we were supposed to be leaving, I’ll wait for you there but if you don’t show up…” He didn’t say more, I knew what he meant. “I am not going to San Francisco while you’re having doubts. I am not going there to be your entertainment while you decide what to do. I deserve more that.” “Fuck!” He yelled. “I don’t have fucking doubts! I love you damn it! Why are you so stubborn? I don’t have fucking doubts, I don’t have fucking doubts!” “This is not stubbornness. This is me wanting the real deal. I want the real deal James, I want a man who is sure that he wants to be with me. I want a man free to love me. I want love to happen, I don’t want a person divided. That is what I want and I don’t think right now you are capable of giving me that.” “Have I not given you that while we were together? Didn’t I love you enough?” “I thought you did, until this happened, then, and quite frankly, you changed. Your attitude towards me changed. You even let me leave without saying a word! I don’t want to be someone’s second choice, I had that and if I wanted to stick with it, I would have stayed with my ex boyfriend. I think I am making myself pretty clear. I want it all if not then I don’t want anything.” “Then let me prove it to you, let me prove you I can give you everything. I can give you that. I am in love with you for Christ’s sake.” “I won’t go with you. Don’t wait for me at the airport ‘cause I won’t show up.” “Come with me…” His voice so begging it was ripping my heart in tiny pieces. “You know where to find me. So if anything changes and you see it’s really me you want, then you know where to find me. Until then, I’ll stay here and I’ll move on with my life.” “Nadia…” “This is my final word.” “You’re being silly. I love you so much…” He told me. “Then you know what you have to do.” With that I hung up the phone, the least, things didn’t end without a final conversation and he knew exactly what my intentions were. No more I heard from James that day, nor the day after. He came back to San Francisco and I stayed in LA, alone and unemployed again. Edited by Scorpion Flower, March 24, 2012, 8:13 am.
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | March 24, 2012, 9:37 am Post #74 |
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Oh James!!! You need to make things difficult, don't you. I hope this is not the end. More
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| Shayniz21 | March 24, 2012, 11:25 am Post #75 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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OMG I balled during these last two chapters, ugh my heart is breaking for Nadia! More please, its tearing me apart. |
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