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Post by mush on Oct 13, 2008 0:24:29 GMT -5
He took it, but didn't eat it, he just let it sit in his hand. "Do you know Alanna?" he asked. "She was a Bronx girl for the longest time... did you ever meet her?"
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Post by Tate Potter on Oct 13, 2008 0:28:38 GMT -5
She winced, and then shook her head, "No, I can't say that I did. Did something happen to her?" She wanted to help him but she was unsure how. She needed to find Sweets, she could help him and she knew him better. But for the moment she'd listen. He needed someone to listen to him right now and he needed to eat. "You don't look very well..."
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Post by mush on Oct 13, 2008 0:33:17 GMT -5
"She left," he said simply. "She went home with her family, and didn't even say good bye..." how could she do that? How could she know that he loved her so much, and just leave without telling him. "I just... don't understand. How could you disappear without telling the people you love that you're leaving?" He looked at her with his sad bloodshot eyes, searching her for an answer.
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Post by Tate Potter on Oct 13, 2008 0:40:11 GMT -5
She blinked at him, that was very very serious and the look in his eyes made her heart hurt for him. How did her mother handle this? Her hand reached out and she touched his hair gently, it was curly and a bit shaggy she felt bad for him.
"Never say Good-bye unless you intend on saying Hello again? I don't understand either. I can't understand what would make someone do that to someone they love but she had a good reason for it.."
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Post by mush on Oct 13, 2008 0:46:53 GMT -5
He shook his head, he didn't know either... and he didn't believe she'd come back. He moved his head away from her hand for not wanting to get attached to anyone at this point... ever again! He sat the bun down on the other side of the bench, not wanting to eat anything, he felt too ill to eat. He wanted to throw himself off of the Brooklyn Bridge, he felt so awful. He didn't think it was possible to be this low. "Thank you for trying Tate, but I should go," he said as he stood.
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Post by Tate Potter on Oct 13, 2008 0:52:03 GMT -5
"Mush you can't do this to yourself," she really had no experience in anything like this, but she was being honest and she looked it in her face. "Every road you travel is getting you ready for something special and every person is going to show you something magical. Don't shut everyone out-- you're to good a person to do that.." she actually pulled back, brushed her hair out of her face. It was getting cold her now but she worried for someone she hardly knew and it showed in her face. And she would hurt for him because it was her nature.
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Post by mush on Oct 13, 2008 1:00:10 GMT -5
"I'll be alright," he reassured her, "eventually." Though he doubted his words were true. "You tell me what good this is," he said turning to face her fully, and angry. "You tell me why her leaving was a good thing! The woman I love is gone! How is that good?!" he didn't understand, and if she was going to try and figure it out, he wanted to know how she was thinking. Because her suggestion didn't make any sense.
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Post by Tate Potter on Oct 13, 2008 1:05:53 GMT -5
She didn't flinch back like she'd wanted to, it'd been a really long time since anyone had shouted at her like that but she took a step back and deep breath.
"Well," she looked at the ground and she looked up at him, treading ground lightly. "Aren't you a better person for knowing her? I'm not saying her being gone is good but she thought you a lot of things while she was with you right?"
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Post by mush on Oct 13, 2008 1:12:10 GMT -5
Mush sighed. she had a point... unfortunately. For lack of a better plan he sat down right in the middle of the path. "She was... wonderful, she was perfect, and she's gone and... she's not coming back. He closed his eyes again and looked down ready to lose it, ready to just cry for days and days on end. "What am I gonna do?"
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Post by Tate Potter on Oct 13, 2008 1:36:44 GMT -5
She opened her mouth to protest, Danny would have tried and stop her from making this kind of mistake. She was trying to help someone she hardly knew, and she bit her lip, folding her arms as she watched him.
"I don't know what you can do, but wasting away won't help you or anyone. You need to eat and take care of yourself..."
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Post by mush on Oct 13, 2008 1:42:07 GMT -5
"Why bother," he said quietly. "Thank you for your concern, but I'm not hungry," he said. "I'm not tired.. i'm not..." he was numb that's what he was. "I'm just... I dunno," he said shaking his head. "But I couldn't eat anything," he reinstated, knowing that was what she wanted.
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Post by Tate Potter on Oct 13, 2008 2:24:20 GMT -5
She sighed, "You're sad-- and upset and nothing in the world makes any sense at all right?" God she wished someone was here to help her, Sweets-- Danny-- anyone that might understand how to help him.
"When my mom died my dad felt the same way.."
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Post by Prince on Oct 14, 2008 18:40:10 GMT -5
He stopped and looked up at her and blinked. "Yeah," he said nodding. He sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry 'boutcha parents," he said quietly. "Seems like ya got through it though... what'd you do?"
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Post by Tate Potter on Oct 14, 2008 21:53:38 GMT -5
How had she managed her mother's death? She lifted her head and sighed for a moment before she spoke, "Well, I reminded myself that my mother would have never wanted me to be so sad because she'd done amazing things in her life and wanted me to do the same. She'd never want me to forget myself or feel sad because she's not here with me because she'll never leave me. She'll always be in my heart guiding me.
"I think it could be the same for you, Mush.. you and this girl... she's still with you but if she is like you say she wouldn't want to hold you back..."
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Post by mush on Oct 15, 2008 0:39:43 GMT -5
((oops! Sorry about that.  it was me)) He sighed. It all made sense, that was the annoying part. If anything Alanna would want him to get on with his world than moping around. But the difference was she wasn't dead, she was just gone... he could go hunt her down. He should. He should run off to Louisiana... that's where she was from right? Oh it didn't matter, he's search every state south of New York to find her again. Then again, maybe she didn't want that either. Maybe she didn't say goodbye to make him come chase her. Maybe she just wanted to be left alone. Maybe she didn't have time. There were too many possibilities, it didn't explain anything. "What if you were in love?" he asked as he looked at her. "In love like you'd never been before. Why would you leave without so much as a wave, or a letter, or a note?" he asked. She was a woman, maybe she could figure it out. |
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it was me))