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Well smooth ol' me cut my left thumb this morning while making breakkie, so I'll have a bandage for about a week *sigh*made the day real fun. First day of the semester. Both my science teachers use the same room and are female, makes things easier. And my drama teacher seems real neat. The drama room is so cozy, and this freshmen boy I'd already had my eye on sits next to me, and I found out some more about him in the icebreaker activities today. I'll be waiting for Bri's final shove, but if you all will, dare me to ask if he's seeing anyone. Otherwise I'll just wuss out.
And, school front done with, next chapter! This one thanks to the lovely Kate Bush
Chapter 4
"God..."
"I take it that means I'm doing well?"
"Mmm, shut up...yes..."
"All right, wanted to make sure that wasn't a painful 'God'."
"Ohh....mmm, Jer, you're amazing."
"You're going to give me an ego."
"Hmm...you know what would be even better?"
"Mand, no."
"But...condoms are-"
"I won't risk you like that."
"Look, if you're going to leave me anyway we might as well..."
"No, you've got a life to live."
"Not without you I don't."
"...Thank you for making me feel needed."
"It's still a no, right?"
"Damn straight."
"Hmph. Oh well, least I've got you."
"Is something wrong?"
"Huh?" Amanda blinked and glanced down, feeling her skin heat when she saw Marcus' eyes by her hips.
"I said is something wrong. You don't seem into it."
"Oh...just thinking about tomorrow. Polishing up the album, couple interviews. All that rot."
"I'd like to think I'm a little more interesting than that boring shit."
She laughed, pulling Marcus in for a kiss when he moved up beside her.
"'Course you are baby" but it was a lie. He wasn't that interseting anymore. Since the dreams began getting more detailed, she had drawn away from him. No matter how much she resisted the pull of this fantasy, it kept tugging her back with sweet words and touches.
Blinking again, Amanda leaned her head against Marcus' shoulder.
"I'm sorry babe, I'm just really tired. Tomorrow night, okay?"
"Fine. Sweet dreams."
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"Jer..."
"The answer's still no, Amanda."
"But..."
"I don't care that you're leaving. I'm not going to risk giving you this plague for one night of pleasure."
"But we should at least let it go out with a bang."
"Slam the door then. I'm not doing it."
"Sometimes I wonder if you're telling the truth about how you got it."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Blood transfusion my ass. You're so scared of fucking me, I'm sure you got it from some pansy."
"I'm not reducing myself to your level Amanda, and I'm not giving in just to prove your lies wrong."
"Fine. I guess I'll be leaving then. Bye-bye fairy."
Jeremy sighed, letting the liqour slide down his throat, savoring the delicious burn. God, if only he could do something like this to his brain. Use some wonderful drug to burn out the memories of her. Not the sweet ones, just the ones towards the end. Like that night.
It had started out fairly calm. She was finally leaving, there was nothing he could do about it. She had declared her love for him again, reassuring him that even if their relationship was ending she would always hold him close to her heart. He'd cried a little, letting her pet and stroke him. Then she had started pulling off his pants and he snapped out of his sorrow.
He had tried to back away, but then Amanda began to plead. If he would just fuck her, she'd find a way to stay. She had tried to strongarm him into sex many times, but even the thought of losing her forever couldn't make him give in. As much as he adored her, hated that she was going away, the thought of keeping her and having her suffer like he did hurt so much more. So he'd done the only thing he could.
He let her go.
And, school front done with, next chapter! This one thanks to the lovely Kate Bush
Chapter 4
"God..."
"I take it that means I'm doing well?"
"Mmm, shut up...yes..."
"All right, wanted to make sure that wasn't a painful 'God'."
"Ohh....mmm, Jer, you're amazing."
"You're going to give me an ego."
"Hmm...you know what would be even better?"
"Mand, no."
"But...condoms are-"
"I won't risk you like that."
"Look, if you're going to leave me anyway we might as well..."
"No, you've got a life to live."
"Not without you I don't."
"...Thank you for making me feel needed."
"It's still a no, right?"
"Damn straight."
"Hmph. Oh well, least I've got you."
"Is something wrong?"
"Huh?" Amanda blinked and glanced down, feeling her skin heat when she saw Marcus' eyes by her hips.
"I said is something wrong. You don't seem into it."
"Oh...just thinking about tomorrow. Polishing up the album, couple interviews. All that rot."
"I'd like to think I'm a little more interesting than that boring shit."
She laughed, pulling Marcus in for a kiss when he moved up beside her.
"'Course you are baby" but it was a lie. He wasn't that interseting anymore. Since the dreams began getting more detailed, she had drawn away from him. No matter how much she resisted the pull of this fantasy, it kept tugging her back with sweet words and touches.
Blinking again, Amanda leaned her head against Marcus' shoulder.
"I'm sorry babe, I'm just really tired. Tomorrow night, okay?"
"Fine. Sweet dreams."
"Jer..."
"The answer's still no, Amanda."
"But..."
"I don't care that you're leaving. I'm not going to risk giving you this plague for one night of pleasure."
"But we should at least let it go out with a bang."
"Slam the door then. I'm not doing it."
"Sometimes I wonder if you're telling the truth about how you got it."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Blood transfusion my ass. You're so scared of fucking me, I'm sure you got it from some pansy."
"I'm not reducing myself to your level Amanda, and I'm not giving in just to prove your lies wrong."
"Fine. I guess I'll be leaving then. Bye-bye fairy."
Jeremy sighed, letting the liqour slide down his throat, savoring the delicious burn. God, if only he could do something like this to his brain. Use some wonderful drug to burn out the memories of her. Not the sweet ones, just the ones towards the end. Like that night.
It had started out fairly calm. She was finally leaving, there was nothing he could do about it. She had declared her love for him again, reassuring him that even if their relationship was ending she would always hold him close to her heart. He'd cried a little, letting her pet and stroke him. Then she had started pulling off his pants and he snapped out of his sorrow.
He had tried to back away, but then Amanda began to plead. If he would just fuck her, she'd find a way to stay. She had tried to strongarm him into sex many times, but even the thought of losing her forever couldn't make him give in. As much as he adored her, hated that she was going away, the thought of keeping her and having her suffer like he did hurt so much more. So he'd done the only thing he could.
He let her go.
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yay! more short stories! *giggles effusively* these make me happy :D
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And I'm glad you liked this chappy. I've got a block for the next one. I think I'm going to go back and flesh out all the other chapters to see if that brings in anything.