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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 20:34:23 GMT -5
Fancy shook. Her whole body shook. Her knee's got weak. "I-I'm not leaving you..." even though it was very clear to the both of them that she was. "Money... honey i need the money..." she felt dizzy and faint, the rain stinging her eyes. She looked towards the sky, the rain splattering her delicate face. "I'll.... I'm..." she was unable to finish that sentance.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 20:36:31 GMT -5
He pulled her out of the rain, pulled her into his arms, holding her up. "No.. No, you're not going anywhere. I told you, im going to take care of you. I meant it, love. You're..You're the only thing keeping me alive, you and the baby... Love, you cant go now. Not now."
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 20:39:56 GMT -5
She pushed his wet hair off of his face. "Don't say that..." she whispered. Her train left in five minutes. "Red... I know you want to... but i think we both no that you can't support the both of us, soon to be the three of us..." she held him tightly. "I don't want you working yourself to death... go home, get out of this rain... I don't want you any worse than you already are" she sighed. "Besides... honey, i'll be back..." she didn't want to go, but she thought she had to...
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 20:42:23 GMT -5
"No." He said sharply, holding onto her with all his strength, "No, you're not going anywhere, and if you do.... Im following you." He meant it to. "If i have to sell everything i own, you aren't leaving me." He laid a hand on her stomach, "You two are not leaving me."
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 21:03:11 GMT -5
She buried her face in his neck and sobbed. "I don't want to Red..." she cried. "But what am i gunna do?" she sounded so pathetic and miserable as she uttered those last few words, it was as if she was lost. No, she was lost....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 21:08:44 GMT -5
He wrapped his arms around her, "Stay with me, trust me. Let me take care of it.... You love me, dont you?"
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 21:12:28 GMT -5
This only made Fancy sob harder. "Of course i do..." she cried. She held him as tight as she could, refusing to let go. "I don't deserve you honey..." she muttered into his neck.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 21:14:28 GMT -5
"You deserve more than me." He nuzzled her hair, breathing hard. "But love, trust me...Trust me as you love me... and dont go. Please. Im begging you."
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 21:15:59 GMT -5
She held him there for a few minutes before replying. "I'm not leaving you Red..." she kissed his cheek. "Never..."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 21:19:55 GMT -5
"Dont leave me at all." He sighed, "Dont leave Brooklyn, dont go anywhere." He needed to make sure, he had to make sure.
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 21:22:24 GMT -5
Fancy groaned. "I can't not leave Brooklyn... as much as i'd love to stay with you..." she sighed heavily. "I can't stand Spot... thats all there is to it... and i'm sorry..." she pulled back from him slightly. "but i won't leave you now... or tomorrow, but Ace is gunna want me back at the lodging house sooner or later..." way to break a moment Fancy....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 21:27:45 GMT -5
He sighed and looked away, "What....Are you going to do about it?" He murmurred.
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 21:40:09 GMT -5
Fancy looked at him, a mixture of confusion and sadness on her face. "About what?" she put her arms around him. "I'm not leaving... if that's what you mean..."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 21:41:52 GMT -5
"About...Spot." He couldn't look at her. "He's my...well, he's family to me, love. I...i cant just leave him..."
He couldn't choose. He couldn't choose between them. It was too much.
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 21:45:38 GMT -5
Fancy placed a hand on his cheek and turned his head towards her. "Hey... I'm not asking you to choose... i just, well he and i don't get along all that great... honey you know why..." she didn't want to hurt him, but you couldn't blame her for wanting to move on.
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