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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 20:04:23 GMT -5
"I know what she is okay? I'm the one that grew up with her. Thanks for your unwanted input." ...Emmett didn't even know he had it in him. He looked at Ari from over his shoulder, his side facing him. He went back to looking at the phone but he couldn't concentrate. "Look- just- Stop saying shit you don't really know about. You act like you're her brother. How do you think you can- like- Like you could seriously tell me things about Cay - Honestly YOU're the one that doesn't know her so... just... shut up." he rambled and snapped the phone closed. "'What she really is'? What do you even mean by that?" he questioned, speaking in the tone he heard often from his father when he thought Emmett wasn't making sense.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 20:31:48 GMT -5
"She's not like that at all!" he snapped back turning to him completely. Even taking a step closer as he went on. "You know- I don't know what this is- if your jealous or- or you're mad at me because we got together when you two didn't work out - but you can't go around saying that shit. It's not true." he jaw hurt, he was clutching it so tightly. "Be sour all you want - but MJ won't do that to me - She's my best friend." he was sure of it and his words were strong. Though of course, way in the back of his tone was some boiling paranoia.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 21:06:48 GMT -5
Emmett glared back at him with wide eyes and he responded and leaned into him with that deep tone of his. I happened to fuck her first. And with that Emmett's hands were curled and panted on the front side of Ari. He gave him a quick sharp shove backward - even if Ari was about half a foot taller than him, and even that aside intimidated Em like hell he couldn't help it. There was a line that had surely been crossed and he had to react.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 21:21:04 GMT -5
"Shut up!" he told him again, even whiner than he had the first time. His stringy hair flying forward as his head jerked with his words before falling back into place. He was probably red by now, if not some kind of pink. Ari was hitting all the wrong - or maybe in his eyes right - cords. Insulting Caylee, talking about their sex life, making a stab at Emmett's muscularity. Emmett was ready to chuck the cell phone right at his face - if he hadn't already dropped it at his feet.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 23, 2008 21:43:07 GMT -5
While Emmett and Ari had been doing this bit of business, Caylee was in the room, snacking on chips and gossiping about ... well, her and Emmett with her roommates.
She was on her bed, lounged out sideways, one hand propping her head up, the other in the chip bowl.
"... I'm not really all that googly over Emmett, am I?" she asked the girls, after swallowing of course.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 21:55:34 GMT -5
Emmett only shoved him again. He couldn't believe himself. He back up quickly but kept the same expression on his face. He didn't even know what he was doing. But as Ari kept taunting him he couldn't keep himself back.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 23, 2008 22:20:58 GMT -5
"PDA? Oh please!" Caylee rolled her eyes. "I'll have you know, Emmett hadn't even French kissed me until today at lunch. Emmett is so shy, come on. Be serious. I'm like, training him to like PDAs. We are not overusing them in the least. I'm afraid to, honestly."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 22:27:47 GMT -5
"Awwwww..." Marc cooed. "Seriously?" she turned to Pru with a grin then back at Cay. "I think that's pretty damn cute." she admitted, her homeland accent coming in on 'cute' making it two clear syllables.
First he stepped back, second he stumbled, third he tripped over his feet while his arms tried to swat away Ari's. On the fifth shove he fumbled on his flats and tried to keep his scrawny frame balanced. His comments made him sick and with that he kept his his feet planted while pushing him back off of him with his lower arms, thrusting his body forward but keeping his feet in place. A grunt along with the force. "Shut the fuck up - Sh-Get outta here!" he went on mumbling more phrases all the same the boys were beginning to fumble against each others arms and shoves.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 23, 2008 22:34:24 GMT -5
"I haven't gone far with him at all. I don't want to scare him away. Do you know how depressed I'd be if I lost Emmett? After all I put him through?" Caylee shrugged. "I would do anything to keep him."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 22:59:07 GMT -5
Emmett winced as he was thrown to the wall like some Shakespearean pun. His eyes were shut tightly as he could feel Ari's knuckles dig in past the material of his shirt and sharply into his collar bones. He was on the balls of his feet and he went back and forth between which toes to balance on. When he opened his eyes to see this matching eye make up bully of his he was terrified. He could have screamed if his heart wasn't wedged in his throat. He stared hard into Ari's eyes as he taunted him with things Emmett never wanted to hear, and he believed them all. It killed him. He began to squirm and struggle trying to peel himself from the wall next to the door of his girlfriend's dorm. The front of his shoes scrapped against the cold floors as he flailed and he shook his head back and forth before he could get Ari off of him. He almost stumbled forward when he was able to stand on his own feet but Ari was in the way. Instead he bent over to catch his breath and tried to get his thoughts together as everything seemed to be happening so fast.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 23, 2008 23:41:31 GMT -5
"......I didn't hear anything..." Marc answered her after a moment of silence so they could listen. She looked over at Caylee to see if she would disagree and her and Prudence were hearing things Marc wasn't.
"J-just- ... get out of here!" Emmett pleaded and went back to the childish shoving. It was all he could do right now. He didn't want to hear Ari's voice anymore - and he was disgusting to look at.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 23, 2008 23:43:30 GMT -5
"Knowing Emmett, he's probably calling back fifty times to make sure he got toppings that everyone likes," Caylee teased her boyfriend, even though he wasn't in the room. Actually, she had thought she heard some noises, but figured it was the music.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 24, 2008 0:00:44 GMT -5
His head swung to the left and he fell right back against the way Ari had held him up to seconds ago. As his back tapped it his feet easily slipped from under him. He fell to the floor, smashed up against the wall coming to the tiles with a thump on his backside. He groaned as he head his head and then tilted it back to bang against the wall. That didn't help. Emmett was whiling quietly in pain and he was breathing short sharp breaths over and over again, each sounding more like a cry than the last. "Shit...s-shitshit..." he chanted, in complete shock.
Markie's head turned as she jumped back away from the wall. "I heard that." she pointed out quietly and swallowed the chips in her mouth.
He sat up straighter and tried to get to his feet. It hurt like a betch and he kept a hand against the wall to keep him up. He glared up at Ari between his crazy bangs and he wanted to pounce, attack, bite, rip apart. He couldn't even move from his spot. "Ffffuck you..." he got out and continued to baby his injury.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 24, 2008 0:02:25 GMT -5
Caylee's head had also turned into door. "What in the fuck was that?"
She slowly got up, making her way to the door. "Do you think we should see what's going on? It could be dangerous."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 24, 2008 0:03:59 GMT -5
Her comment made Marc a bit nervous. Before she didn't know what it was. Now she didn't want to know what it was, though this was putting ideas in her head. "What do you mean, dangerous?" she asked quietly and stood straighter, but didn't move towards the door with Caylee, instead staying behind Prudence.
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