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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 20, 2009 23:57:01 GMT
Antosha growled again, sighing inside himself. "Enough, I'm sick of your crap. Now die you asshole." he jerked the knife swiftly across Bryce's neck, smiling as it nearly cut the skin to the bone. No more games. No more dances. The man was filthy, he shouldn't have existed. With a final effort he spat down towards the man's head, a curse to the dying. No one could survive losing that much blood. With a swift movement he wiped the blood of his knife and slips it back into his pocket.
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Post by probie2 on Dec 21, 2009 0:01:37 GMT
Dante held Abigail as she began to cry hysperically. He rocked her back and forth, carressing her hair gently.
"Thank you.." he said to Antosha. "She can finally live in peace now.."
Dante picked her up as her legs gave out, and held her close, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
"Dont cry.. Its all over now.." He purred, looking down at the guys limp and lifeless body. "Its all over now.."
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 21, 2009 0:09:43 GMT
Antosha grabbed the guy by his legs and teleported out, ignoring all of them. Once he was far enough away he quickly set the body on fire, staring at the flames with no remorse what he'd done. The man had warnings enough.
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Post by probie on Dec 21, 2009 1:03:16 GMT
Abigail smiled at Dante. She raised her hand to his cheek, plucking a leaf from his hair. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burrying her face in his chest. She looked up at him.
"Can I go home now, Dan? Im really tired.." she mumbled, yawning.
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Post by probie2 on Dec 21, 2009 1:09:05 GMT
"Yeah." he whispered, carrying her to his car. He sat her in the passanger seat, buckling her seatbelt. He started the car and took off, pulling his PSP from his back pocket in the proccess. He buckled his seatbelt as he drove, glancing over at Abigail occasionally. His heart stopped when he saw how scared and traumatized she was. He felt so bad, as if it was all his fault. When in all reality, it really wasnt.
I should have been able to protect her. I should have been there when she needed me.. he thought as he drove, looking over at her as he realized that she was asleep.
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Post by probie on Dec 21, 2009 1:15:31 GMT
Abigail woke when she felt herself being moved. She looked up, realizing she was being carried to her apartment by Dante. He opened the door carefully, and laid her down on the bed. He tried to stand but Abigail grabbed him by the arm.
"Dan.. Dont leave me. Please. Stay with me.." she mumbled sleepily.
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Post by probie2 on Dec 21, 2009 1:23:06 GMT
Dante smiled and slipped into the bed with her, covering them with a blanket. He pulled her close, kissing her forehead. It wasnt like he had intended to leave once he had dropped her off. He was going to go to sleep on the couch. But whatever Abigail wants, Dante is willing to give it to her.
"Alright.. Im here.." he whispered, holding her close.
"Im here.."
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Post by probie on Dec 21, 2009 1:28:05 GMT
Abigail curled up in his arms, feeling safe and secure. She looked up at him, then pressed her lips to his, blushing deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body to his. Something told her not to do this. Something told her that he wasnt interested in her in /that/ way. But she couldnt help wondering what it was like to kiss him; what it would be like to be with him- the guy she'd known since she was a little child, the one she considered more of a brother than a friend.
But she just couldnt help herself.. Dante was right here, in her arms, and she was taking the chance.
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Post by probie2 on Dec 21, 2009 1:31:01 GMT
Dante put his hands on her hips, running his tounge across her bottom lip. He held her close, afraid that if he let go, she would change her mind. He'd wanted this for a long time- longer than he could remember. But this totally went against everything he'd known. Abigail was like a sister to him, closer than any biological siblings could be. And there was something about this -the both of them lying in bed together, kissing (of all things)- that seemed so wrong..
But, God, it felt so right..
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Post by probie on Dec 21, 2009 1:35:00 GMT
Abigail pulled away, a hollow feeling developing in her chest.
"I-Im sorry, Dan.." she mumbled, looking at him innocently. "I.. I know its wrong.. I shouldnt have done it.."
But on the other hand.. "I-Ive always wanted you.. But Ive been so afraid to tell you. I thought you would get mad at me if I told you.. If I told you that I loved you.. That Ive loved you ever since I met you. And that Im not just emotionally attracted to you.. Its a physical desire too, Dan.."
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Post by probie2 on Dec 21, 2009 16:06:44 GMT
Dante looked at her, words eluding him. How could it be that two people could be so in love, and never tell each other? How could it be that they felt the same way about each other, but they were so afraid to acknowledge that?
Dante would never understand the way things worked, the way the heart and the brain constantly contradict each other. He would never understand why love had to be so complicated and why they were so afraid to take chances.
"I love you, too, Abbs.." he whispered, running his hand through her hair. "And God knows, Im afraid to loose you by fucking this up.. But I dont know how much more of just being friends I can take.. It makes me happy and tears my heart to shreds, all at the same time. Theres something about you that drives me crazy, makes me loose sleep at night. Theres something about you that I cant quite put my finger on, but it makes me love you all the more.."
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Post by probie on Dec 21, 2009 16:13:02 GMT
Abigail looked at him, then leaned back in for another kiss. She ran her hands through his hair as her tounge touched his gently. She blushed and tugged off his shirt, running her hands down his chest. She had never seen him without his shirt off, and to her, it was simply amazing. He seemed so perfect to her, so amazingly perfect. Even his little flaws made him perfect to her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck again, her lips finding his once again as she pressed her body to his.
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Post by probie2 on Dec 21, 2009 16:20:05 GMT
Dante suddenly felt completely naked, even though he was still dressed from the waist down. He had the sudden urge to pull the blanket around him and hide, but the way Abigail was looking at him made him change her mind. At least one of them could get enjoyment out of this. And to Dante, it was torture.
He didnt dare remove her shirt, but slipped his hands up her back. His hand slipped to the small of her back as he pulled her closer. His other hand was entangled in her hair, keeping her lips to his.
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Post by probie on Dec 21, 2009 16:29:57 GMT
Abigail blushed deeply as she began to unbutton Dante's jeans. She slipped her fingers into the waistband and pulled him close, wondering what was going on in his mind.
"Dante.." she mumbled in his ear, growing more and more anxious by the second. The butterflies in her stomach made her feel almost sick with desire. "Please.."
She gave him that innocent look again, hoping it would make him feel bad for making her wait.
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Post by probie2 on Dec 21, 2009 18:25:59 GMT
Dante smiled.
"Alright. Alright.." he mumbled, as he pushed her onto her back and got ontop of her. He looked down at her, her beauty shocking him once again. Even when she was plain clothed, Dante still found her ravashing. He began to unbutton her blouse slowly, teasingly. All his thoughts were jumbled, uncoherant. But he didnt care. He wanted nothing more than to be with Abigail, right here, right now.
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