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Post by MARY ANNE CHARBONNEAU on Feb 24, 2012 22:37:20 GMT -5
i'm waiting some some kind of miracle [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 250px; height: 290px; padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 99%; overflow: auto] Mary Anne carefully wiped the tears out of the corners of her eyes, trying not to further smudge her makeup, before stepping out of the cab. Thank god she had managed to get a cab back to the tour grounds or else she had no idea where she would have ended up. As she stepped out, her ankle turned unnaturally in her heels and she let out a yelp of pain. Fuck that. She would just walk to the bus without shoes and hope that she wouldn't come across any broken glass. So she picked up her shoes by the heels, paid the driver and got out, looking around to figure out where exactly she was.
Soon enough she managed to make it over to the You're Not A Hero bus without too much trouble. Mentally though she was a mess. Onyx had just broke it to the girl that Phoenix had gotten her pregnant. The biggest whore on tour. At first she didn't believe it, but eventually she realized the Onyx was telling the truth. Her words stung with every syllable. More then anything though Mary Anne was mad at herself for being stupid enough to trust Phoenix. She should have seen this coming. She knew something like this would happen sooner or later and she should have just left when she had the chance. She was mentally kicking herself and hadn't even begun to really think about what she was going to do to Phoenix. Everything that even slightly reminded her of him made her want to break things.
So it was hard to go onto the bus and try and pretend nothing was wrong. She wanted nothing more then to just break everything he owned and valued right now. The asshole deserved it. He went off and ruined everything they had for some stupid slut. Of course he would never say 'I love you' back, he was probably thinking of all the other whores on tour he wanted to fuck before he died of lung cancer or liver failure. She held in her anger though and managed to wave politely at the guys on the bus. They were just obliviously playing video games and waved and yelled back before being sucked into their game again. Mary Anne pulled out a suitcase and just started going through all of Phoenix's stuff, taking what was hers. She never really realized how much they shared things. But she had all of her essentials at least and what she hoped was the majority of her stuff shoved into a bag for now.
She wasn't quite sure where she was going yet, probably a hotel for a few nights or something. As long as she didn't have to see his fucking face she didn't care where she was. The girl staggered down the bus steps, her hair falling into her face. She stopped at the bottom to try and push it back as best she could but she was so disorientated that it took longer then normal for her hand to find her head in the first place. After a few seconds though, her hair was out of the way for now so she looked up to see the most disgusting person on the planet. She sniffed and tried to blink back the tears that were still sitting on the rims of her eyes. She was trying to take her stuff and leave before he got back but apparently she wouldn't get to have the luxury. "Fuck off." was all she managed to say to him. [/style] | [/style] |
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Post by PHOENIX ELI HARTE on Feb 28, 2012 18:20:11 GMT -5
feelings unknown and you're all alone. [/style][style=width: 450px; height: 30px; background-color: E8E8E8; margin-bottom: 3px; font-family: verdana; font-face: 8px; font-size: 20px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: 000000; font-variant: small-caps; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; width: 450px; padding-bottom: 8px;]flesh & bone by the telephone lift up the reciever. [style=width: 330px; height: 280px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; align: center; padding: 10px; line-height: 90%; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: e5e5e5; opacity: 0.7;"]For the longest time Phoneix’s head had been spinning. He was not sure what had happened really but it seemed like his life and been turned upside down. He had just found out that the biggest bitch on this tour was carrying his baby. That was something that he was not told every day. So he bit down on his bottom lip as he ran a hand through his hair. He had no idea what he was going to do but he had to figure it out fast. It would not be long before everyone knew that it was his and not some random guys because Onyx had been so sure that it was his. He had fucked up royally, that much was true. And he was taking it one step at a time, although he had no idea what he was doing. There were a couple of other people that were pregnant he supposed he could have asked them what the fuck he was supposed to do. Although he was sure that most of them had no idea what to do either but he would feel better if he asked them. So he had just walked around the city and tried to clear his head. He had hoped that the fresh air would help him but it was really making him even more nervous then he already was if that was even possible. He had to say that he could not believe that he had let this happen. Fuck what was wrong with him? He had been so careful before so what was different this time? Maybe he was scared that Onyx would have bitten his head off after. She was probably capable of that if she really wanted. It was not fair though, to bash her like this even though he really wanted to blame this on her.
He also knew that he was going to have to tell Mary Anne sometime soon. He wanted to let her know himself. He wanted to be the one to break it to her so that she would not be as mad as she could have been. If he did not tell her she would blow up and then he would lose her forever and that was something that he did not want to happen. He loved the girl too much although right now she was not going to believe him. He still could not believe that he had fucked up this royally. And he knew that his girlfriend was going to rip off his balls and spoon feed them to him. He was prepared for that. Or she would do what most girls did and just try to under mind him. She would play mind games; girls were fantastic at that. He bit down on his bottom lip once more, wondering if he could really prepare himself for that. Probably not. So he shoved his hands in his pockets and made his way towards his bus. If she was not there he would text her he figured to meet him there. He was not sure if she knew or not but he was praying that she had no clue. Although he knew that there were a lot of big mouths on this tour so the part of him telling her himself could have already been done by Heaven or Onyx herself. If Onyx did tell her he was going to kill her, that much was for sure.
When he got to his bus and got on he quickly waved towards his band mates and then turned to find Mary Anne packing. Oh fuck, she already knew. He bit down on his lip and winced when she told him to fuck off. “Mary Anne please let me explain. [/color]” he said, rushing towards her side and taking her things out of her suitcase. “ Don’t go. Please just listen. It was an accident. A one time thing and I’m so sorry.[/color]” Yep, he had definitely fucked up and he wished that he could have gone back in time. Then maybe she would have stayed and he wouldn’t be an expecting father. [/div][/style][style=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000000; font-variant: small-caps; width: 450px; height: 20px; background-color: E8E8E8; letter-spacing: 3px; padding-bottom: 8px;"] words: 698 | tag: mary anne ( chrissie ) | notes: ):[/center]
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Post by MARY ANNE CHARBONNEAU on Feb 29, 2012 0:57:00 GMT -5
i'm waiting some some kind of miracle [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 250px; height: 290px; padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 99%; overflow: auto]Mary Anne glared at him. "I don't want to hear it Phoenix. Im sick of your fucking excuses for everything. Maybe you should try just doing something right for a change." She grabbed the stuff he was unpacking and started shoving it back in again. Normally she would have taken her time to pack neatly and make sure everything fit well but right now all she cared about was getting the hell away from Phoenix. The girl really was sick and tired of hearing his excuses though, one person could only take so much. And eventually they just started to seem totally fake. If he really was sorry and he really cared, he wouldn't make the same mistake again, would he? Mary Anne was obviously stupid enough to believe that since she had put up with it this long. This was the last straw though. He didn't deserve another change, he had used up all of his already.
She then snorted, "I'm sorry? Do you really think that's going to fix this?" she stopped going though things for a moment to look at him. "You got a girl pregnant you retard. You can't undo that. And no matter how much you fucking beg me it's not going to change the fact that you have to take care of her and her baby." Besides the obvious fact that she was pissed that he slept with Onyx in the first place, she was more upset about the fact that Onyx was pregnant. She had no idea how active Phoenix planned to be in the baby's life or if Onyx would even let him. Still though, she had a feeling that he would spend a lot of time with it and with Onyx, which she wasn't at all comfortable with. She wasn't comfortable with telling him not to either though. He should take care of his kid, even if its mother was a bitch.
She ran her fingers through her hair because she was stressed, and just looked at the man in front of her with a mixture of disgust and pity. "Way to go Phoenix. You fucked literally everything up." she spat. He really had in her eyes at least. He would soon be having a kid and he was still young and had his whole life in front of him. The girl he knocked up also happens to be a huge whore and a total bitch to most people, someone who even he had trouble putting up with. And now he would have to spend time with her, and if he really wanted to do what was right he would have to marry her. The girl didn't really see that happening though, somewhat to her relief. She didn't know what she would do if he married Onyx. Sure Mary Anne was done with him and never coming back again, but she still couldn't stand to think of him with someone else. She would have to work on that.
She started packing again and trying to move things around to fit in her bag. "At least tell me that it wasn't while we were together..." she said quietly. She want sure if she really wanted the answer but she was already pissed at him. How much worse could it get? [/style] | [/style] |
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Post by PHOENIX ELI HARTE on Feb 29, 2012 17:54:10 GMT -5
feelings unknown and you're all alone. [/style][style=width: 450px; height: 30px; background-color: E8E8E8; margin-bottom: 3px; font-family: verdana; font-face: 8px; font-size: 20px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: 000000; font-variant: small-caps; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; width: 450px; padding-bottom: 8px;]flesh & bone by the telephone lift up the reciever. [style=width: 330px; height: 280px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; align: center; padding: 10px; line-height: 90%; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: e5e5e5; opacity: 0.7;"]Phoenix winced when she told him to shut up pretty much. Okay yeah, he deserved that. He deserved all of it really. He had fucked up big time and there really was no way he was going to be able to fix this. He did not even know how to fix this, that was the main problem in all of this. He did not want Mary Anne to leave him. And she was right about his excuses too. He had an excuse for everything. Every time he was late there was an excuse for that. Every time he nearly goofed there was an excuse for that. He was just a horrible being and he really wanted to just shoot himself in the face. Well, not that extreme but he did fuck himself over royally with this one. And he had every intention of shoving Onyx down the stairs and then telling t he dark haired girl in front of him that she lost the baby. Whoops, not his fault. Although it would look like his fault when she came out of that with bruises and cuts. But he would just say that she was a very clumsy girl. God, it was terrible that he already had excuses for that lined up and he really was not going to do it. So he shook his head and then ran a hand through his hair, stressing out. “I know but I just...it was a mistake. It meant nothing. [/color]” she probably was not going to listen as he rushed those words out of his mouth, trying to get time to speak while she screamed at him. He probably could not fix this and it made him near hyperventilate. He had no idea what he was going to do now. What could he do he had knocked someone up. Someone who was not his girlfriend and the biggest bitch on tour. He was fucked. Okay so maybe sorry had not been the word that he should have used. He probably should be kissing the fucking ground she walked on right now instead of saying sorry because how many times had people said sorry and not mean it? it was just one of those words that got thrown around that no one really meant but said anyways just like the word love. But he really did love Mary Anne, it was just hard for him to show it he guessed. So he ran another hand through his hair as he tried to think of something, anything, to say to her. She deserved that at least right? “ I know, I know. I didn’t mean for it to happen. I just...I wasn’t thinking.[/color]” he said, saying anything that was coming to his head at the moment. But he could not clear his thoughts. His mind was a big fat jumbled mess and he wanted nothing more than to be calm but he couldn't. “ Not her per say. She probably won’t even want me in the baby’s life since, well it’s Onyx.[/color]” he thought out loud. And not to mention that she was not particularly fond of him but he could say the same thing about her so it was whatever. Yep she was right. He did fuck everything up. In a matter of seconds he had made everything go from pretty good to pretty shitty. He really did not mean for this to happen but it had. He was not sure how it had but fuck he was confused about this. Maybe he really should just lightly shove Onyx down the stairs and call it a night. Or day ro whatever time it was when he did it. He was not sure when but he really was going to do it. Well not really. That would not be nice. He was just so jumbled in his thoughts that he was thinking crazy things right now. He couldn’t help it. “ I know. I am so sorry.[/color]” he told her, wishing that she would just take a couple seconds to listen to him. But she seemed determined to go. Dammit. She then asked if he had had sex with Onyx while they were dating and he shook his head. No, he was pretty sure that they had one of their many famous break ups when they did the deed. “ No I’m not that dumb.[/color]” he then watched her put her clothes back in her suitcase and he sighed. Well he guessed that this was it. he really did not want it to be but she was not listening to reasoning. He would try to get her to say with all of his heart though. Since, you know, he loved her and all. [/div][/style][style=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000000; font-variant: small-caps; width: 450px; height: 20px; background-color: E8E8E8; letter-spacing: 3px; padding-bottom: 8px;"] words: 811 | tag: mary anne ( chrissie ) | notes: sorry it's so shitty.[/center]
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Post by MARY ANNE CHARBONNEAU on Feb 29, 2012 22:02:10 GMT -5
i'm waiting some some kind of miracle [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 250px; height: 290px; padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 99%; overflow: auto] Mary Anne just continued glaring at him. ”Yeah well it’s a mistake you’re going to have to live with for the rest of your life. I don’t think you understand.”She kept tossing things back into her bag, almost done ‘packing’. ”Even if I fucking wanted you, you still won’t have time for me.You’ll still blow me off like you do all the fucking time!” Okay, well, maybe she was exaggerating a little but still, he had a bad habit of being late to things and forgetfulness. Mary Anne had tolerated it for quite a while, which would have been hard for her if he was anyone else. But he was Phoenix so she didn’t mind waiting, she didn’t mind his constant apologising. Now that she thought about it though she had put up with far more bullshit that she should have. ”Of course you weren’t thinking! You obviously don’t think about anything, you’re a fucking imbecile.” She really shouldn’t have been just calling him names and swearing, since she knew it wouldn’t really help anything. But damn, it did make her feel the slightest bit better. Not really though, no amount of insults would get her over the heartbreak that she was currently feeling, but she would try her hardest to make it do so. She pushed her hair out of her face again, sure that her normally nice hair looked like a raccoon’s nest by now. ”Thats not my problem. It’s yours.” She said, poking him in the chest hard. ”I hope I never see your fucking face ever again, or her’s, or your obviously screwed kid’s.”
That kid would definitely have some trouble, since he most likely wouldn’t be raised in a good home. With a mom like that it would make a lot of sense, and if Phoenix was never there it would make things even harder on it. Even though Mary Anne was royally pissed at Phoenix and Onyx, she couldn’t help but feel bad for their kid. She shook her head. ”Do you expect me to just put up with this? Do you really think sorry is going to help? You’re obviously NOT sorry, or else you wouldn’t be in this mess. You would have learnt from your past mistakes and actually tried to be a better person.” She just bit her lip when he said that he hadn’t gotten Onyx pregnant while they were still dating at least. As much as she was relieved she was also oddly upset because she couldn’t hold that against him now. Damn. ”Well...well...good.” What else was she supposed to say? [/style] | [/style] |
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Post by PHOENIX ELI HARTE on Mar 5, 2012 17:25:01 GMT -5
feelings unknown and you're all alone. [/style][style=width: 450px; height: 30px; background-color: E8E8E8; margin-bottom: 3px; font-family: verdana; font-face: 8px; font-size: 20px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: 000000; font-variant: small-caps; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; width: 450px; padding-bottom: 8px;]flesh & bone by the telephone lift up the reciever. [style=width: 330px; height: 280px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; align: center; padding: 10px; line-height: 90%; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: e5e5e5; opacity: 0.7;"]He knew that he would have to live with this mistake. Mostly because he was sure that Onyx would throw it in his face a couple times, if not all the time. So he bit down on his lip and nodded at her. And every time she would throw something in her back he would try to take something out, telling her that he wanted her to stay. But it was no use, no matter what he did she was going to leave. It was pretty obvious that she did not want to be with him anymore, who wanted to be with someone who knocked up the tour’s biggest bitch? And then he blinked at her. “I don’t blow you off. Or at least most of the time I don’t. [/color] Why did he say that? This was not about blowing it off more than it was about her leaving and him trying to explain himself. God he was an idiot sometimes, although that was probably apparent to most people in the world. He was, however, always late by circumstances that he could not fix. Well, at least not most of the time. And he really did not mean to be late, of course he didn’t. If he did then he was a fool, which is exactly what he was. So he bit down on his bottom lip and wondered if he could turn back time and change all of this. It really freaking sucked. “ I just...It was....nevermind.[/color]” he really could not think of anything to say to justify him. There probably was nothing he could say to justify his actions. He just did not want her to go you know? But her being pissed was an understatement as she yelled at him some more. Well whoops. So he just blinked at her, unsure of what to say by this point. Phoenix really could not help but feel bad for his own kid. At least he knew that he could be a good father but what about Onyx? How could she control herself? Would she just bitch it out every single time it did something wrong? And lord help him if it turned out like her. That was not going to fly with him. But she was right. He should have been the better person and told Onyx to shove off. “ I am sorry. I’m the most sorry I’ve ever been for anything. But if you can’t stay then what do you want me to say? I’ve tried to explain and you won’t hear of it so I guess there’s nothing I can say.[/color]” it stung as he finally made the realization that he was not going to be able to do anything to win her back. At least not right now since she was obviously pissed as fuck at him. But he really did want her to stay he just loved her so much you know? [/div][/style][style=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000000; font-variant: small-caps; width: 450px; height: 20px; background-color: E8E8E8; letter-spacing: 3px; padding-bottom: 8px;"] words: 505 | tag: mary anne ( chrissie ) | notes: shitty.[/center]
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Post by MARY ANNE CHARBONNEAU on Mar 8, 2012 22:40:01 GMT -5
i'm waiting on some some kind of miracle [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 250px; height: 290px; padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 99%; overflow: auto] All Mary Anne knew right now was that she was mad at Phoenix and that she had to get away and stop thinking about this. She didn't know where she was going to go but she figured she would probably find a friend with an extra bunk eventually. For tonight though a hotel would do and she knew that she was going to have to drink something. The girl wasn't about to sit around and think about all of this. No, that would only make it worse and she would probably end up over analyzing everything to try and figure out what she did wrong. She really didn't want to do that so she planned on going out and getting smashed, anything to help her forget about this for a while. "Yes you do Phoenix, you're always late and forgetting about things too." She insisted before zipping her bag up as he tried to defend himself again but gave up. She wasn't going to listen to him now no matter what he said, maybe later when she calmed down but sure as hell not now.
Then he came straight out and said what they both knew was happening. She just looked at him for a moment, thinking about how much she would miss him. But she couldn't go back now, she couldn't let him just get away with this with no consequences from her. He would have to learn from his mistake and she would have to try and learn from hers she supposed. She kind of hoped that this would just be another short fight and that they would manage to patch things up in the end but she had the feeling that it wasnt the case. Still she was starting feel like maybe going out wasn't the best idea. Curling up in a ball and crying her eyes out was starting to feel like the better option. "I... I'm sorry too but I can't let you just do something this stupid and get away with it. You'll just do something worse next time and it'll just get worse and worse and..." she just let her sentence trail off as she picked up her bag off the bed , avoiding making eye contact. [/style] | [/style] |
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Post by PHOENIX ELI HARTE on Mar 19, 2012 18:28:10 GMT -5
feelings unknown and you're all alone. [/style][style=width: 450px; height: 30px; background-color: E8E8E8; margin-bottom: 3px; font-family: verdana; font-face: 8px; font-size: 20px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: 000000; font-variant: small-caps; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; width: 450px; padding-bottom: 8px;]flesh & bone by the telephone lift up the reciever. [style=width: 330px; height: 280px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; align: center; padding: 10px; line-height: 90%; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: e5e5e5; opacity: 0.7;"]Phoenix scratched at his scalp as Mary Anne told him that he was always late and that he forgot things. Yes, he got that. Well, he got that a lot really because he did forget things. Maybe he should have been a better boyfriend but you know, there was obviously nothing he could do about that now. So he sighed and ran a hand through his hair once more, wishing that she would just stop packing all of her stuff and listen to him. That would have made him a really happy camper right now if she could just do that. But obviously she was not going to so it was useless but he would probably try to anyways because he could. That was that and he would really try, he really would. “I know but I don’t really mean too. [/color]” okay so maybe he should just keep his mouth shut for now since he obviously was not doing himself any justice at the moment. Obviously he just did not know when he should stop talking and that was the problem. Well whatever, that would be saved for much, much later when he actually needed to focus on it. Right now he needed to focus on his relationship. He really could not believe that she was going to just leave him. He felt his breath catch in his throat as she explained that he could do something terribly worse and he hated to admit it but she was right. Who said that he would not fuck something else up? No, he was not allowed to think like that, not at all. He needed to make things okay so he can fix this and have things be the same. What he really needed was something familiar and she was definitely something familiar. God they had been friends since he could remember so why would he throw it all away now? “ I won’t fuck up more. I won’t.[/color]” he said, trying to convince her and himself. Of course, you really could not fuck up more than he already had right in this moment but you know oh well. Whatever, he would just keep trying to make her stay. What else was he going to do when he needed some emotional support or something? Zane was not really helping with anything since he had his own problems to sort out and everyone else just sucked so yeah, she was it. God this was a bummer. [/div][/style][style=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000000; font-variant: small-caps; width: 450px; height: 20px; background-color: E8E8E8; letter-spacing: 3px; padding-bottom: 8px;"] words: 412 | tag: mary anne ( chrissie ) | notes: sorry it's so sucky D:[/center]
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Post by MARY ANNE CHARBONNEAU on Mar 28, 2012 14:04:43 GMT -5
i'm waiting on some some kind of miracle [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 250px; height: 290px; padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; text-align:justify; color: #333; line-height: 99%; overflow: auto] Mary Anne just sighed as Phoenix said probably for the millionth time that he didn't mean to be late. And she really did want to believe him, she had every time before, but if he really didn't mean to wouldn't he have figured out that he should change something by now? You'd think he'd have realized why he was always late so that he can prepare against it but clearly he didn't care that much or he would know how to be punctual by now. And it wasn't like he was born yesterday either, this had been going on for years and he had years to try and fix it. It was a little too late to try and change things now. "You always say that... Wouldn't you have fixed it by now if you really cared?" She asked before picking her bag up. For some reason it felt as heavy as a ton of bricks. There wasn’t that much junk in there, was there?
As much as she was trying to convince herself it wasn't true, she knew that she didn't really want to leave. Slowly but surly she was starting to think that maybe leaving wasn't the answer. Maybe the could work things out. She shook those thoughts out of her head though. No, those were wrong. He had to learn his damn lesson. He had fucked all this up himself so now he'd have to just deal with it. She just frowned at him trying not to just pout as she said in a small voice, "I wish I could believe you." She really did, but all the things that he had ever said and not backed up rushed themselves to the front of her mind. Not that there were really that many but at the moment they were all she could think of and it seemed like everything that came out of his mouth was a lie.
She felt the urge to just start crying and bury her face in his chest but she could never do that. That would be ridiculous and probably make her seem insane. So she just stood there holding her bag and watching him, a tiny piece of her hoping that he would somehow know what to say to make her stay. But even she didn't know what that would be so how could she expect him to know? "Phoenix.." she started, not quite sure yet whether or not she wanted to say what she was actually thinking. [/style] | [/style] |
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Post by PHOENIX ELI HARTE on Apr 8, 2012 13:40:05 GMT -5
feelings unknown and you're all alone. [/style][style=width: 450px; height: 30px; background-color: E8E8E8; margin-bottom: 3px; font-family: verdana; font-face: 8px; font-size: 20px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: 000000; font-variant: small-caps; text-shadow: #000000 0px 2px 2px; width: 450px; padding-bottom: 8px;]flesh & bone by the telephone lift up the reciever. [style=width: 330px; height: 280px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; align: center; padding: 10px; line-height: 90%; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: e5e5e5; opacity: 0.7;"]Right now Phoenix really wished that he would have paid a little bit more attention to Marry Anne and not be a late little shit. Then maybe she would not have wanted to leave you know? Maybe, if he had tried hard enough she would not feel compelled to leave and things would be fine for right now. That was really how he felt and how he was always going to feel. Probably until the day he died. So really he knew that this was all his fault. If he had not slept with Onyx, or even spoken to her then things would be find and dandy wouldn't it? Yes, if you asked him things would be beyond great. And that is what sucked about this whole situation. God he was an idiot wasn't he? And then he winced at her words because she was right. She was always right. "Yeah, but...I just really do care. If i didn't would I be here now? [/color]" he really hated how he has just sounded like a weak son of a bitch but whatever, he really did not care about that. Phoenix wished that she would drop all her things and stay with him. That was really all that he wanted right now. He had never wanted something so much in his life to be completely honest. But it seemed that she was not going to budge with this. Well that really sucked he supposed. So he bit down on his bottom lip as he thought as hard as he could to say something, anything, to make this right. Maybe there really was no hope for them. He was holding on to a false hope. SO he blinked before looking at the ground. " I promise.[/color]" He said in another small tone. God he hated how he sounded so small but it really was how he felt. He guessed this really was it. There was definitely no going back and he had lost her forever. This really did suck and it felt like he had just gotten hit in the gut. And that was really a bad feeling. And that was when she said his name and he immediately looked at her. " Yeah?[/color]" He asked, urging her to continue. He probably would not like what she was going to say based on this whole conversation but whatever. He was willing to take that risk. [/div][/style][style=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align:center; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000000; font-variant: small-caps; width: 450px; height: 20px; background-color: E8E8E8; letter-spacing: 3px; padding-bottom: 8px;"] words: 400 | tag: mary anne ( chrissie ) | notes: bleh.[/center]
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