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Post by Kurt Casper on Mar 7, 2010 1:23:47 GMT
Kurt watched as Kit pulled away. It wasnt like Kurt was interested in Kit anyway. He was interested in Zane. And he intended on things staying that way.
"Sounds good. You coming Brendan?" He asked, looking over at the boy.
'No. I think Ill stay.' He said, floating back inside. He floated to Dianes body, reaching out to stroke her cold cheek. He looked hurt, torn, broken. And it killed Kurt inside.
"She shouldnt have fucking done what she did. And it pisses me off that she gets away with it and he has to stand over her dead body, WONDERING WHAT THE FUCK HE DID WRONG TO DESERVE THIS!" He said, punching his car. His knuckles began to ache.
"You want me to drive you back to school?" He asked Kit.
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Post by Kit Livingston on Mar 7, 2010 1:33:02 GMT
Kit sighed and looked down. He couldn't deny he'd never been a fan of Diane, but he still thought he had to defend her as no one else seemed able to. "Sometimes these things just happen," he said with a shrug. "We do everything right, we follow all the rules, and something we don't understand just..." he paused, "Just makes everything go wrong. Makes us do things we'd never dream of."
He looked down, and pulled himself around to get to the car. He put a hand to his stomach again, feeling the pain running through him again that he'd forgotten about. But he ignored it. "Believe it or not, I know what he's going through. My sister... she was engaged for two years before her fiance admitted that he'd cheated on her. They lived far apart, and he explained that he'd just... fallen for the other person. She were there when he was hurt," he paused, "Doesn't make it hurt any less. That takes time. Lucky he has an eternity now." [/blockquote] |
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Post by Kurt Casper on Mar 7, 2010 1:38:00 GMT
Kurt watched him, wondering what he was thinking.
Brendan didnt even have enough people to have pall bearers. So they just got four men from the funeral home to carry his casket. Kurt felt a little guilty. Maybe he should have been there for him in life..
"I dont think hes very happy about that.." he said, climbing into the drivers seat of his sports car, leaving the funeral home to Diane and her family.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Mar 7, 2010 2:01:19 GMT
Antosha smiled in his sick little fashion, touching her skin with his death bringing hands. "Your right, little girl. I killed her by fucking her." he purred, his voice sending shivers down her spine. "Because I love her I got to watch it all pass me by while I was stuck in the side lines. So don't you dare get your bitchy ass in a twist over me. Because I will show you what hell[/b is." he turned his coal eyes to her, holding her wrists together painfully as frost tried crawling up her arms. "This is what I've become because of her, does it look good enough for you?"
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Post by "Bexi" Leggert on Mar 7, 2010 2:05:42 GMT
Bexi glared at him, her fire meeting his ice. She shook, trying to free herself once more, but it was clear that her heart wasn't in it. She just wanted him away from her, wanted to be able to cry and scream and destroy something. "You're a sick freak..." she said under her breath. |
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Post by Ryan Stuart McLain on Mar 7, 2010 2:09:46 GMT
Ryan held onto Bexi tightly as she fought to free herself. He wasn't particularly strong, but Liam was and together they had managed to pretty much control the angry girl. He gave Antosha a meaningful I told you... look, not daring to free Bexi until he was well out of the way. Bexi wouldn't stop until one of them was unconscious if freed. She doesn't understand... he thought, looking at her and then back to Antosha, wondering if he could read his mind as he'd heard he could.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Mar 7, 2010 2:28:20 GMT
Antosha punched the wall behind her head, watching it shatter at his touch. "You think I'm sick?" he hissed, voice growing deeper as he pressed his face to hers. "You think I'm sick?! The only sick one here is YOU! You and your stupid ideas got her taken from me! She was going to be mine, you stupid cow!" he growled, a small (slightly strange) part of his brain wondering if he would transform back into a cat. Again. At least then he could rip their throats out.
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Post by Brynn Ciel Devereux on Mar 7, 2010 2:30:50 GMT
It was almost unrealistic that De died so suddenly along with Brendan. It was almost uncanny but he knew the deaths were linked. Of course this was a bit after De had said she was leaving but now she was gone for good. Brynn had also scryed Mel and Mayu’s resurrection, as well as the boy known as Markus. He was beginning to see how unrealistic this school was becoming. Entailed in death and sadness. He reached the building seeing Mel not far off, he wasn’t exactly going to say anything. He walked inside.
Many people were there, most of which he had an idea of who they were. It was a mess in front of him, people were yelling and some fighting. Basically acting like children and at a funeral. From what he overheard in the conversation it was an issue of burying. Brynn was watching the side of Anto he’d never seen. His eyes panned the area when it hit him. These people, all were just teenagers being put in adult situations, overreacting and creating drama they say they hate. These kids feel quick and he realized how stupid some could be claiming undying love for each other, it almost made him laugh. Brynn wasn’t saying that they were bad people but all of them were similar with hearts of glass or extreme emotional problems. He realized how…normal he was compared to these people.
Brynn walked up to the situation looking at Anto with a look as if this wasn’t the Anto he loved. In fact Brynn was slowly questioning if he even loved Anto now. “You’re acting like children, at a funeral.” He said directing it to those fighting everyone really. Brynn said this in a calm cool voice. “Control yourself Anto…this is a funeral and you’re letting your emotions get the best of you.” He said rather calmly. "Stop causing a scene for these people who want to mourn in peace."
Regarding the funeral he was upset but he wasn't going to display to the world like some of these kids were. He'd mourn by himself and smile to everyone else it wasn't very hard to control your emotions.
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Post by "Bexi" Leggert on Mar 7, 2010 2:41:33 GMT
Bexi looked down, her body shivering as she heard the cooling words. She wanted so much to ask Antosha what he meant, what had killed Diane, what could have helped her, what she could have done to help this. She closed her dry eyes tightly. "I..." she spoke softly, closing her eyes. "They took Brendan away. I know Diane loved him. More than some people." she added, glaring at Antosha meaningfully, before she pulled her two cousins off her.
She stayed where she was, not wanting to fight anymore even if it was her only way to deal with her pain. Maybe it was time for them all to just grow up. The excuses all seemed exactly that now - excuses. Pointless words being thrown around so that Bexi could unleash her fury the way she always had, in violence. Not that Antosha had helped. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Mar 7, 2010 2:47:28 GMT
Antosha looked down at his boyfriend, somehow unable to find that spark of something that he had thought was love. But now he knew the word for it. Pity. "What do you want, Brynn?" he asked calmly, his voice as cool as his touch. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did you expect this?" he leaned down, kissing Brynn swiftly and without emotion. He leaned back up, folding his arms and thinking about how he would kill for a cigarette.
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Post by "Bexi" Leggert on Mar 7, 2010 2:53:32 GMT
Bexi looked at the kiss, just watching it making her want to retch. "God I hope you treated Diane with more affection than that..." she said, sneering at him. "At least if you were going to fuck her up then you better have made it look a little more genuine than that," she told him, feeling a fire burning inside her and finding it incredibly difficult to stop herself from rushing forwards and tackling him to the floor. She knew it would hurt him a lot more than it hurt her.... But she resisted. Now was a battle of words. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Brynn Ciel Devereux on Mar 7, 2010 2:58:24 GMT
With the one kiss he broke into Anto’s memories and he knew full and well Anto could feel it, of course Brynn’s couldn’t be blocked out Anto didn’t know how to protect memories, they weren’t like the brain. Brynn as well dipped into Anto’s emotion realizing how fake he was. Brynn just smiled not at the kiss. “Stale.” He said rather quietly. “Anto, how do I put this…” Brynn put his finger between his eyes. “You’re acting like a fool, I think it’s best you go back to sitting and let the ceremony finish. After which you can be a jerk to people all you want.” He said not coldly but merely realistically. “I don’t enjoy being lied to.” Brynn said looking up with a smile. This marked the end of their relationship it felt actually better than he thought like weight had been lifted. Now he could really go on to the real world. “Anyways I’m sure you know we’ve been on this ride too long so I think I’m heading off I’m sure you feel the same your lips don’t deceive. Either way let’s be calm and contained this isn’t a playground.” He had no regret in fact he couldn’t help but know Anto was pitying him but Brynn felt so much better than Anto would know. “Bexi…is it? Maybe we should go back to the seats.” He offered with a small smile.
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Post by Ryan Stuart McLain on Mar 7, 2010 3:04:46 GMT
Ryan smiled at Brynn. Finally, someone else was talking sense. Well, he said someone else, when in fact Ryan had said almost nothing. He knew he hadn't been in a position to really say anything, too close to Bexi to tell Antosha to calm down, too cold to have stood a chance against Bexi's fierce heat. He nodded to him, putting a hand on Bexi's shoulder and saying softly to her, "Come on, Bexi, we can get a seat far from him..." he calmed her, knowing that it would be what she wanted to hear. Maybe one day she'd understand and learn to stop hating, but that day certainly wasn't today.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Mar 7, 2010 3:21:07 GMT
Ant shrugged, not caring what anyone thought of him. Knowing he would be outcasted in a second for doing the one thing he always wanted. "Actually, I'm leaving." he said, walking up to the casket and pulling out a single rose. The petals were a mixture of white and red, he smiled softly at Diane, placing the rose in her grasp not caring when he saw the ring. Wrapped around the rose was he best drawing of her; of them. He leaned down, kissing her cold and lifeless lips in a last passing wave of passion. "I love you." he whispered, giving her a small smile before standing up straight and walking out. Past his ex-boyfriend. Past his old friends. Past everyone he'd ever known. Ant wiped away the tears in his eyes, walking out the door and disappearing in plain sight of Brynn with a tiny wave, leaving a small black ribbon where he had been.
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Post by Brynn Ciel Devereux on Mar 7, 2010 3:27:20 GMT
Brynn watched Anto’s final acts without much interest. He watched him leave with a small smile and waved goodbye. Brynn walked up the aisle picking up the black ribbon. “Uhm, why did he have this on him? And how did it drop at the right time so dramatically? Well…trash now.” Brynn tossed the ribbon walking up to take a seat by everyone else.
He paid his respects wondering who was still here. Sure he killed all the action but they’re shouldn’t have been any in the first place.
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