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Sept 16, 2009 4:56:20 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 16, 2009 4:56:20 GMT 1
Stacy slipped out of the house quietly while Tristian was out doing things. He said he might be a few hours, so she'd thought about painting during that time, but she couldn't settle. So now she was sneaking out of the house, knowing it was a bad thing to do. But she did anyway. She drifted into the woods quietly, taking her camera with her. She'd take pictures. She hadn't in ages..and now that she had the camera in her hand, she felt she'd been deprived.
She took tiny sniffs of the air, not smelling humans at least. And she'd just had a pretty big meal. So she felt it was okay. She went into the woods and began to take pictures of the forest. It was rather beautiful today.
She got very still soon though, thinking she'd heard something..and did she smell that? Vampire?
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Sept 17, 2009 3:05:18 GMT 1
Post by Tristian Moore on Sept 17, 2009 3:05:18 GMT 1
Adam hadn't gone very far after his meeting with Tristian and Stacy. He had stayed in the shadows and just watched the house, waiting for Stacy to be alone and come outside. It wasn't until that night that she had finally come out into the woods and he grinned. He had his chance again. Moving swiftly, quietly, through the woods, he made his way towards where he smelt here. Coming to a stop, he slowly came out from behind the tree and saw her, grinning.
Hello there. He said in a low voice, stopping just a few steps away from her.
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Sept 17, 2009 3:20:42 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 17, 2009 3:20:42 GMT 1
Stacy stood stiffly, her muscles tense and she was ready to spring. She jerked her head in his direction as he spoke, crouching down a little. She jumped back a few yards, keeping her eyes fixed. She glared at him, "What are you doing here? Don't come near me.." she hissed, continuing to move away.
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Sept 17, 2009 3:23:45 GMT 1
Post by Tristian Moore on Sept 17, 2009 3:23:45 GMT 1
Aww...come now. I thought we were friends? He said, moving towards her as she continued to back away. Grinning, he moved quickly, now standing behind her, and placed his hands on her shoulders. His head resting close to hers. Just be a good girl now. He said.
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Sept 17, 2009 3:27:47 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 17, 2009 3:27:47 GMT 1
Stacy watched him still, following him as he ran to her side, his hands on her shoulders then. She jerked away from him quickly, shoving him away. "We are not friends. We are not anything. And you're going to leave me alone," she said firmly, glaring at him.
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Sept 17, 2009 3:34:08 GMT 1
Post by Tristian Moore on Sept 17, 2009 3:34:08 GMT 1
"We are not friends. We are not anything. And you're going to leave me alone,"
I made you! You can not just ignore me. He snapped at her. I made it so you could be with that....thing you call a man. He would have left you to die as an old woman! Now you can be with him forever. You should be greatful to me! You should be my friend. He said and grabbed her, shoving her against a tree.
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Sept 17, 2009 3:36:49 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 17, 2009 3:36:49 GMT 1
Stacy was shaking her head as he spoke, clenching her jaw. She didn't feel he deserved any attention at all from her. He'd made her this, but she still felt Tristian might have eventually..before she withered away. She hadn't really considered it much, but now she wondered. And she hated that. She was within these thoughts when he grabbed her, making a startled noise as she was slammed into a tree.
She struggled against him, pushing hard at him, growling the whole time. "We are never going to be friends! We aren't ever going to be anything!"
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Sept 17, 2009 4:20:24 GMT 1
Post by Tristian Moore on Sept 17, 2009 4:20:24 GMT 1
"We are never going to be friends! We aren't ever going to be anything!"
He growled and stumbled back as she shoved against him. Shaking his head, he just looked up at her. Because why!? I made you this way? Here's a little something...LIFE ISN'T FAIR! Things happen. I'm not a bad guy just because I did one thing that you didn't like. Get over it! He snapped at her.
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Sept 17, 2009 4:23:47 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 17, 2009 4:23:47 GMT 1
Stacy shook her head, putting her hands in her hair, "It does make you a bad guy! You made me this way for the fun of it! You could have just killed me and maybe that would have been better...But I have Tristian. He's what matters..and I don't need anything from you. I don't want you near me," she said quickly, keeping distance between them, her eyes staying fixed on him.
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Sept 17, 2009 4:26:27 GMT 1
Post by Tristian Moore on Sept 17, 2009 4:26:27 GMT 1
Yes, maybe you don't need anything from me now but I guarantee you that over the years, Your going to need me for something. When that time comes, I won't be around to help you. I will not help you. He growled as he looked at her and took a few steps towards her.
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Sept 17, 2009 4:28:34 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 17, 2009 4:28:34 GMT 1
Stacy tried standing her ground, not moving as he stepped toward her. She fixed her eyes on his, glaring, "What could I ever need from you? I have Tristian to lead me through this...to accompany me through this life," she said firmly, her eyes narrowing a little.
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Sept 17, 2009 4:33:39 GMT 1
Post by Tristian Moore on Sept 17, 2009 4:33:39 GMT 1
I'm not talking about anything that that prissy boy Tristian or whatever his stupid name is can give you. Something else will come along. Something that he can't help you with. He said as he stood in front of her, his hand resting on the side of her face. Now..I'm not going anywhere. I will always be around you whether you like it or not. Get over it and move on. He growled and turned, moving to dash off.
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Sept 17, 2009 4:36:00 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 17, 2009 4:36:00 GMT 1
Stacy glared at him as he stopped in front of him, jerking her head to the side as he touched her face, her eyes narrowing a little at him. She stood stiffly, not sure what could possibly come up that Tristian wouldn't be able to help her with. She shook her head, "You shouldn't stick around. It'll only end badly for you," she threatened as he started to leave.
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Sept 17, 2009 4:40:48 GMT 1
Post by Tristian Moore on Sept 17, 2009 4:40:48 GMT 1
Mmm...keep telling yourself that girly. He said and chuckled a little. He then took off, just shaking his head. He would get to her eventually. He knew it. No matter what she said or Tristian said...he would come back. Whether they wanted him to or not.
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Sept 17, 2009 14:02:46 GMT 1
Post by Stacy Cohen on Sept 17, 2009 14:02:46 GMT 1
She stared after him, biting her lip before she ran back to the house. She wasn't sure how long she'd been out, but she certainly didn't want to return to find Tristian back...aware of her absence. She hurried back into the house, relieved to find him not back yet. Or at least, she couldn't hear or see him..but vampires were good at being both unseen and unheard. And the house already smelled strongly of him.
She sat down on the couch, closing her eyes for a moment. She should tell him about the incident anyway. Perhaps they should leave Forks...She really didn't want that though.
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