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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 4, 2007 0:15:43 GMT -5
"I am, I am." he protested, bring an arm out so he could move her misplaced hairs onto the correct side of her part. "This so isn't worth it." saying all this was just stupid. It shouldn't be happening, everything should just stay how it is. It's perfect right now, why must there be changes? He held back any kind of 'I wish I were dead' comments and thoughts, which was what he really had meant but he wasn't gonna let her know that.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 4, 2007 6:32:32 GMT -5
She craned her head a little more into his fingers, still not getting any of the comfort she needed. "M-maybe... maybe they'll make up. Mom and Dad. This could just be a fluke... every couple fights now and then."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 16, 2007 3:16:43 GMT -5
"...I just don't understand why he had the need to call me in the middle of the night and- just all that...he said...was it really nessacary, like really." It was true, he wasn't exactly telling her everything father told him over the phone, but it hurt him to even think of it now- He was fighting to shun the thoughts to the back of his head. They weren't welcoming.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 15:19:26 GMT -5
"C'mere..." she soothed. She turned him onto his side and held him close to her body, in a spooning position. Her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, not giving him any room to pull away. "You shouldn't be thinking about this," she put her chin on the top of his head. "You have too many things to think about. Leave it to the morning, Em. We can figure everything out then. Right now, I'm here and you're here. And no force on Earth could ever change that."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 18, 2007 18:59:03 GMT -5
He scoffed, only really half listening to what she was telling him. As it was she was being so kind and tending, he was tired of crying and couldn't listen to it anymore. It was too overwhelming now, and she was right. Leaving it to the morning would be wise. Though now he was planning on completely ignoring any phonecalls from home. ...Sure he says that now. He'd never not answer his phone if mommy came a callin. And not just because he'd probably get a nice head smacking for it. "Please. What things?"
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 19:01:06 GMT -5
"I dunno," she lifted her chin up and ran a hand down his head to flatten his hair before replacing her chin on top. "School. Auditions. Your parents. Me."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 18, 2007 19:09:44 GMT -5
"Fuck auditions." he mumbled and then went on to nuzzle his face into Caylee, right above her cheast, the front side of her' left shoulder. His stomich growled, but more rumbled than actually roared, so he was sure MJ hadn't heard it. Besides it's not like he was going to do anything about it now. Maybe they could get breakfast together in the morning anyway.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 19:13:03 GMT -5
She sighed, "Look Em, I know you don't want to smile, but if you don't, God help you, I'll make you smile." She couldn't deal with his morosity. If he didn't start acting like normal, then she'd never get better herself. He needed to cheer up before she could even think of starting. She bent her head slightly and bit a piece of Emmett's hair, shaking her head slightly. That tactic always made him smile.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 18, 2007 19:17:07 GMT -5
"Awww, dooon't..." he nuzzled deeper into her, taking the excuse to do so. Her body heat against his warm forehead just made him more awkward, while his elbows came closer into his sides. Though he didn't regret it at all. He just wished she'd stop spazzing him out, like she does so well, sometimes without even knowing it. "I'm smiling, you just can't see me."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 19:22:13 GMT -5
"I can tell," she let go of his hair. "You're not smiling. Maybe if I poked you over here..." she poked his side. "Or here?" his other side. "Or both?" with both hands.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 18, 2007 19:28:58 GMT -5
Emmett yelped, squelled, and flinched all at the same time- it was quite a talent. He thrusted into her and clinged as if holding her would save him from her, which they all knew just didn't match with plain out science but held her tight, digging his body into her for protection. His mind said run away, but his body held her close, it was always like that, he had no idea way, and it probably wasn't wise reasoning. "I'm smiling!" he stressed, but more like a whispered yell.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 19:30:39 GMT -5
"I don't feel you smiling," but she rested her hands back on his waist, basking in their closeness. "I feel you moping. And being sad. Smiling, Emmie. Smilesmilesmile. I'll poke you more if you don't."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 18, 2007 19:36:12 GMT -5
Her teasing would surely kill him. He wasn't sure if he'd turned red by now, but his face and nerves and stomich certainly had that feeling of when he did. He was almost sure that that kind of think could actually kill him, it was so...tense, he was so tense, and awkward, and it was just all so much it made his arms sore, and his wrists worn. It wasn't the best feeling, and yet he had a soft spot for it. Maybe just because if she didn't do it, she just wasn't his Mary Jane. His lower torso jerked as he felt her hands at his waist, and even though they had formally been there, now his nerver endings felt threatened and he tried to escape her touch. He mumbled a 'don't' and bit his lip.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 18, 2007 19:39:20 GMT -5
She craned her head to look at him in the eyes. She bit her teeth into her bottom lip which was turning into a smile of her own. She hugged him tighter, pulling him up into her. "Are you smiling yet, Emmerz?"
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Dec 18, 2007 19:49:17 GMT -5
"I told yoooou..." he whined and darted from her stare. Though having her stare at him while he looked away and feeling her eyes burning into the side of his head- that feeling was a million times worse than just looking at her dully. Still he didn't and stayed into her shoulder. "I aaaam...I have beeen..."
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