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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 20:19:07 GMT -5
"I'm not using you! And I don't want to be with him!" ... lies. "For Christ's sake, Ari. You've had your mistakes. And you made me forgive you. Remember when we first met? You were an asshole. And I fucking forgave you!"
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 20:21:10 GMT -5
"Would you stop being a stubborn jackass for two seconds?" she requested, exasperated. "What do you want me to say, Ari? I said I was sorry. I don't fucking regret having sex with you! It was an ACCIDENT!"
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 20:26:42 GMT -5
"That is so outrageous. I am not hot for my best friend. For-- gah! Ari, I was hot for YOU! I don't use people for sex. I'm not like that"
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 20:36:19 GMT -5
"I'm not trying to convince anyone! I'm TELLING you that I DON'T have feelings for Emmett. I don't. He is my best friend. You... I don't even know what the fuck you are. I don't have feelings for Emmett. If I would, I would act on it. LIke I did with you."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 20:51:09 GMT -5
Caylee sighed roughly and ran a hand through her short hair. "Whatever. Go ahead."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 20:56:02 GMT -5
She tried to push his fist away, but it was after the action. "Yea... whatever..."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Dec 16, 2007 21:04:44 GMT -5
She opened the door after a few seconds and ripped off the sign that she put there before and crumpled it up. She sat on the bed and reached for the phone, with the thought of calling Emmett. Her hand froze, and then retrached. She cringed, but sank under the covers, curling into a ball.
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