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Post by baboune51 on Jan 24, 2009 3:21:16 GMT 10
They 're always in love one of the other one ! udapte soon !
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Post by shelby on Jan 24, 2009 11:44:50 GMT 10
Aw! The look! I can just picture that amazing look! Update soon! I can't wait to find out what happens next!
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Post by suzanne on Jan 25, 2009 1:39:42 GMT 10
Chapter 12 No. She had worked too hard damn it. She let the reality of how he had won their bantering game tonight sink in. She tore herself away from her happier submissive state. F**k this. She was done arguing with him. If he was going to continue to use Sam as his back up, she couldn’t compete. Her backup wasn’t hers anymore. It was pointless. All of this. What were they trying to prove anyways? Not knowing how to surrender to him, she let out a bitter laugh of frustration, letting the anger in her stare attach daggers to her words. “You win.” Luka didn’t know how to respond. He went with the obvious. Figured it was the best in these situations. “What?” “You win Luka… alright?” Abby surprised even herself with the darkness in her voice. What kind of person had he turned her into? “You happy? I’m tired of this shit, so you can brag all you want about how you screwed Sam to get back at me for hurting you. But I’m not going to waste my time fighting with you anymore Luka because… I’m just tired.” Abby didn’t realize how close her face had moved towards his until she had spoken her last words. She could tell he was obviously brewing up some type of defence for her last comment and she knew she had to leave soon or else something would happen. They were both so unbelievably stubborn. It made her sick really. She moved in a little closer, close enough to feel the hot fumes that now radiated from his skin. He was pissed. But he wouldn’t get the last word if she had anything to do with it.
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Post by shelby on Jan 25, 2009 2:32:46 GMT 10
And now they should kiss! Nice update!
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Post by suzanne on Jan 26, 2009 2:19:03 GMT 10
Thanks! Here's the next chapter, some bad language!! Chapter 13 She lowered her voice to a whisper that could only be heard in the close proximity she had created between them. “So go f**k your female nurse all you want, Luka. See if I care. I think it’s about time I stopped watching you screw insecure women because you can and started dating men without a history, who don’t get sick enjoyment out of cheating on their girlfriends and forcing them to confide in a man who would never hurt her...like you did.” She realized her sentence had slowly stopped making much sense, but he would get the meaning and she let the words, open scares across his chest. Why the hell was she trying so desperately to hurt him? Her words had stunned him into momentary silence. One that she knew wouldn’t last much longer. The last line she didn’t want to say and it was evident with the tears that filled her eyes. She got up off her stool and took one step towards him. Leaning close into Luka’s ear she whispers, “My biggest mistake?” She almost couldn’t get it out. She choked on the tears in the back of her throat. “Letting myself love you.” The last words were barely audible. She didn’t care. She was done. With that, Abby hastily made her way to the exit, grabbing angrily at her coat and breaking into a run once she hit the door. She couldn’t breathe. She needed air. As soon as she made it out she inhaled violently as the waves of emotion and weeping threatened her every breath. The rain seemed to mirror her frustration as it hit her skin relentlessly, drenching her from head to toe in regret and anguish. She made her way hastily towards the hospital to find Susan or Carter. She really needed to buy a f**king car. This was ridiculous.
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Post by shelby on Jan 26, 2009 3:37:53 GMT 10
Nice update! I can't believe Abby just told Luka off like that! Update soon! I need to know what happens next!
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Post by baboune51 on Jan 27, 2009 23:36:49 GMT 10
Abby is jealous of Sam ? nice udapte , udapte soon !
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Post by suzanne on Jan 27, 2009 23:36:57 GMT 10
Chapter 14 It took Luka what felt like hours before he could break the rigid hold Abby’s words had had on his body. He blinked twice, hoping that it would slow everything that had just happened down to a pace he could comprehend. Her last words where all he could think about at first. For so long he had unconsciously craved for the words “I love you” to fall form her lips and be directed toward him. But not like this. Never did he dream like this. He almost allowed himself to get lost in questions of what her last few words implied but then the realization of what she had said before hit him in a mad fit of anger. She actually thought he would sleep with someone else to get back at her? For some reason, Abby’s assumption that his feelings for Sam and his relationship with her, had only been about her and not his own happiness made him burn with rage. Even if Sam had just proven to be a failed attempt at getting over Abby… he had given everything he had into trying to make that relationship work. But every f**king time she always found a way to inhabit his thoughts and emotions, permanently. And her knowing this the entire time is what really ticked him off. When the f**k would this stop being about her? His face tensed into one of alarming resentment as he slammed his bottle down on the counter. Shit, he had to find her. He had no f**king clue what he was going to say or do. He had lost all control of himself, which both excited and annoyed the hell out of him. It reminded him of her again. Of how they were never able to hold anything back, up until they fell apart. And since then, he had been doing nothing but holding back. But he couldn’t do it anymore. He had to put her in her f**king place. Where that was, he still didn’t know.
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Post by baboune51 on Jan 29, 2009 3:06:07 GMT 10
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Post by suzanne on Jan 29, 2009 22:52:35 GMT 10
Chapter 15 Luka hastily threw what he had left for cash in his pocket on the counter for Lee and made his way to the door, determined to end whatever had been going on between them once and for all. The brisk air threatened to send chills up his spine. But it was the scene in front of him that ultimately sent the coldest gust of wind through his entire body. He saw her there. Soaked and angrily trudging her way to the street that separated the bar from the hospital. He broke out in a mad run toward where she now stood, waiting for the traffic to clear so she could cross. “Abby!” He was now a couple feet away from her, but the anger in his voice could have been heard for miles. “Damn it, Abby! You’re f**king unbelievable you know that?!” He had given up trying to control the volume of his voice. The traffic speeding behind them acted as some sort of lame excuse. He knew they would be yelling regardless. Abby’s eyes were bloodshot as she turned to face him, arms crossed tightly across her chest. She couldn’t believe he had the nerve to follow her after what she said. Nevermind… who the hell was she kidding? It was Luka. “Me?! Are you…” The anger she had just spent all her energy trying to suppress began to well up within her. “Are you f**king kidding me?!” Her arms flew up in repulsion as she took a giant step closer to him, in order to take him in. She knew this was it. His eyes met hers in a mad rush of intensity and distress. “No! Abby…” His mind was racing. “God… damn it! You have no right! Where the f**k do you come off… you had no right!” He was now close enough to touch her, so he did. He roughly grabbed her by the arm and began leading her back to the parking lot. He couldn’t think clearly as it was. He didn’t need hundreds of God damn speeding cars to make it any worse. Abby was thrown off by the contact and once they were far enough away from the street, she placed both hands on his chest and pushed him with as much strength as she could muster, which happened to only make him retreat a couple steps. “No right to what Luka?” Her voice had become unsteady when she wanted so badly to make him believe she was stronger than this; than him and every f**king memory he sent flooding through her mind with just his touch.
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Post by shelby on Jan 29, 2009 22:56:09 GMT 10
Great update! I love how you make it seem like being in Luka or Abby's body. Update soon!
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Post by baboune51 on Jan 30, 2009 3:33:57 GMT 10
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Post by suzanne on Jan 31, 2009 3:13:34 GMT 10
Chapter 16 He was still so angry, he hadn’t noticed how shaky her voice had gotten. “You…” Shit, now his voice was starting to give out as well. He cleared his throat and looked her confidently in the eye. “Sam. Do you think my f**king world revolves around you Abby? You honestly think I would sleep with her in order to, what was it, get back at you for hurting me?” He let a bitter laugh escape his mouth as he realized she was taken aback slightly by his words. “Did it ever occur to you that, maybe… I was moving on?” He had begun to pace in one steps, from left to right. “That I was sick and tired of being hung up on somebody who made it blatantly clear she didn’t want me?” He stopped and waited for her reaction. The first batch of words surprised her, but the second round just made her feel entirely selfish and disgusted with herself. He was right. He was so right it hurt, in ways she’d never been hurt before. Who was she to prevent him from moving on? She had after all rejected him. Why did she continue to cling so desperately to him as if, as if she had never moved on? As if Carter and Sam had never happened? Could it be… that she still, underneath all the baggage and history, had found a way to continue loving him? This realization hit her even harder than the first one and she tore her gaze away from his, taking a step back. She hadn’t realized how hard she had been breathing before. She tried to calm down, but her heart wouldn’t stop racing. The emotions were too much and she felt the tears flood her eyes. What was worse than realizing she had been utterly self-centered and wrong was the reality of his words. He wanted to move on. “I’m sorry, Luka.” She still didn’t meet his gaze. She couldn’t bring herself to. Luka just stood there in amazement. Like hell he’d let her surrender just like that. He still had so much left he wanted to say to her. To do…to her. “What?” He raised his voice and took three steps closer in hopes of provoking her from the daze of self-misery he had successfully placed her in.
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Post by baboune51 on Jan 31, 2009 3:22:53 GMT 10
a frist kiss ? Nice udapte
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Post by shelby on Jan 31, 2009 11:35:35 GMT 10
OOOOOh.....a kiss? You have to update this again soon! Nice update!
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