| http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c13/v ... anskje.jpg);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;">ans serif; font-size:12px;line-height:12px;text-align:justify;color:#585454; padding:12px;margin-bottom:220px;"> 300+ His ears flattened fully and he wondered what was happening. She shook his mental balance, and he did not know how to react. The darkness had started to seep away the second she showed her emotions. The way she lashed out on him was even less than he deserved, but he could not help feelings arise in him. He wanted to hide away in the darkness and let someone else take control for once, but all of a sudden no one wanted to be behind the control panel, and Haku was all by himself. Actually, he realized that her words struck him as much as his struck her. All the chocolate male had wanted was to be immortal, but she was killing him. Firefly still was able to make him sad. Why did she hold the power to manipulate him so? No one else could ever get to him like this. He was unreachable to the majority of the souls here, even those he considered friends. Not to her, she could claw and rip out his guts with her sharp words.
Of course she deserved better, so why could she not disappear out of his life, or just rip out his throat right there and then? The Lilium wondered if he would be able to stop her if she decided to do so.. From Rage and Inferni to a scared little bunny. Where was the strong sociopath when he was needed the most? What did he want? Oh, if he only was able to answer that question. The male jerked away as the other figure lashed out after him again, but she managed to get hold of his hair and pulled him down towards her. Her whisper reached him and he was filled with terror as she opened up the door and exposed herself somewhat emotionally. Maybe exposed would be a wrong word to use, but it was too obvious that she still cared. Where had he been when she had needed him? In Deuce's arms. She made him feel like such a failure, because under all the arrogant crap, maybe that was what he truly was.
I wanted to see your face. His words stumbled somewhat, and he tried to pull slightly away from her. He wanted to be angry and empty for affection. He wanted to be in control. He thought he actually truly was sorry for what he had made her go through. It made his body ache more than anything. |
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