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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 8, 2015 19:24:40 GMT -5
He kinda felt a slight burn when she said she had no one else to turn to but it subsided as he made it make since to himself. She hardly knew him so why would he be the first one she'd call. The the question.
"Yeah. Used me, abused me, and hell tried to pin all the blame on me in the end. I was so stupid."
He would drink some more, not as fast as Gab not that he was afraid of getting drunk it took a bit of liquid courage to do that to him. He had spent a few nights with his brother and friends drinking so he had worked up a nice tolerance to it.
"Hell maybe I'm still stupid. I doubt I'd be able to notice I was being taken advantage of even if it were happening in my face."
He shook his head at the thought.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 19:39:59 GMT -5
Oh the bitter irony just dripped in a palatable form from Angel. If she hadn't been though her own fair share of being used and abused in order to keep herself pain free over the years. Well she might have actually felt something. He was still stupid it seemed.
"Family shouldn't do that. But family sucks." She would say sadly, once again making it sound like she had her own problems with her own. Gabriella would then put her bottle down between her legs and hold it in place. Before wrapping her arm over his shoulder and leaning against him.
"I'm sorry...sorry if I made you feel a little like that again calling you out." She would say, holding him next to her like she cared, like she was truly upset for what she had been doing. "I'll make it up to you."
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 8, 2015 19:45:40 GMT -5
"Family sucks."
Angel agreed drinking some more. Then she would wrap her arm around him and said she'd make it up to him, he only shrugged.
"Don't worry bout it. Like I said."
He would turn and look at her with a smile.
"You're my friend so the least I could is help you out."
He would turn back around taking a nice deep gulp of his drink.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 19:55:35 GMT -5
Gabriella would look down as if ashamed at him calling her a friend again. "But I just chased you off and then called you up." She would say awkward reaching around him so as to pull her bottle from between her legs, while still wrapped around him. Drinking some while she would still coiled with him.
"Why are you so nice?" She would ask, the first question that she was actually interested in. Knowing what made a guy tick, made it some much easier to know how to act in a way in they wanted.
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 8, 2015 20:16:32 GMT -5
Angel didn't mind her cuddling up with him, he didn't take any particular note in it merely thinking she was still cold. Drinking more he would just smile and shake his head.
"Truth be told, I'm not really a nice guy. If it comes down too it I'll do whatever it takes to survive. So an accurate question would be 'Why do I do nice things?' and the answer to that is simple. I hat to see people suffer for no reason. Nobody should be made to suffer pointlessly, and least of all suffer alone."
He would drink again, finally getting down to half a bottle.
"I guess thats really the best answer I've got for now."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 20:34:17 GMT -5
Gabriella would notice that he didn't seem to care about the action of her getting close. No reason to try and push along that line of approach and would just settle into the point where they were. And would listen to him. From where she was sitting he was a nice person, but maybe he was forcing himself to be in the same way she was acting.
'Time to make him feel like he is trusted. I'd hate to do this.' Gabriella would think to herself, she had already mentioned her bad arm so being more detailed shouldn't matter to much. Once he was finished talking, Gabriella would uncoil from him and stand drinking, a few gulps before put the bottle down on what remained of a table.
She would then even though cold strip off her jacket. Revealing the corset she wore underneath, but what was more noticeable to the eye, if he wouldn't get distracted by her. Was the sheer size difference in her arms. Her left hanging dead to the world. "I'll always be suffering." She would say turning to let him see the bad arm better. "All the god damn time." She would say, getting angry as she brought up her own arm, before taking a step and punching a wall.
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 9, 2015 2:49:39 GMT -5
Angel was a guy after all and would shift uncomfortably as she took off her jacket revealing... more than he thought she would. Though he quickly recovered noticing her arm and he was saddened.
"What... if you don't mind my asking, what happened?"
He was worried the question might upset her though so he was unsure of how she would respond. He would get up and start to walk towards her after she punched the wall but decided it was better to let her have her space for the moment she most likely didn't want any close contact at this point.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2015 14:59:42 GMT -5
Gabriella would feel the slight throb of her knuckles from hitting the wall, but managed to stop her anger redirecting to Angel at the question he asked. Had he come closer to her while she was like that however, she probably wouldn't of. Angel had made a smart move by halting himself from coming over. To lie or not to lie, that was the question. It didn't work as well as Shakespeare, but it wasn't like Gabriella had any stock in old playwrights anyway. She would move away from the wall again and reclaim the bottle of vodka. Draining the last of it she would stagger pass Angel and let herself collapse back into the sofa.
"I was born that what fucking happened."
She would growl, but the was a true edge of sorrow to her voice. She would lay back into the sofa and look up to the ceiling, and while allowing tear to fall would have made this act to get his sympathy more believable, there was no way she would actually let herself do so.
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 10, 2015 14:03:51 GMT -5
Angel sighed and shook his head. Damn...
"I'm sorry..."
He would take another swig of his drink before setting the bottle next to her and taking a seat next to the fire place. He would just sit there in silence letting her be the first one to speak when she was ready.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2015 19:20:53 GMT -5
Gabriella would sit in silence for a few minute, before standing up and reclaiming her hoodie from the floor. She would take some time to struggle in order to put it back on, wincing slightly but glad of the drink in her system as she forced her arm back into it.
She would then pull one of the sofa cushion free of the, and throw on the ground a little off from Angel and collapse into it. Trying to be near the fire to warm up more. Another few minute would pass in silence before she would finally looked up to him.
So why is this place abandoned anyway?" She would ask looking around the broken down room.
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 11, 2015 0:29:24 GMT -5
Angel shrugged.
"Don't know my brother and his buddies had been hanging out here for as long as I can remember. Probably something happened the original owners left and nobody ever renovated the place or something I would suppose. So my brother and his gang took over this place as their meeting place."
Angel would relax a little now feeling warmth from the alcohol flow through him, he was definitely not drunk but he could feel it.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2015 0:52:27 GMT -5
So his brother was in a gang and this was there old spot, wow they hadn't aimed very high. However she couldn't say much she had stayed in worse. Something from when he had first mention the place stuck in her mind.
"But they don't use it any more?" She asked, he had called it his brother old place, and that he didn't use it any more and only Angel apparently knew about it still. Did something happen to the gang and his brother. Possibly connected to the used and abusing he had had in the past, the one that his brother had tried to let him take the blame for. Maybe his brother had got in trouble for something after all.
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 11, 2015 3:04:30 GMT -5
Angel would sit there silently for a few moments, turning to watch the flames.
"No."
He would finally say. Then he would get up and walk over to the bottle she had left sitting next to the couch downing more than he had previously. Then he would sit back down next to the fire place, though facing it, watching the flame burn the wood that was in there.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2015 14:24:51 GMT -5
Well that was most certainly a soft spot for him, better not to push it too far in one night. She had already imposed, she didn't want to piss him off as well. Gabriella would curl up on the sofa cushion on the floor next to the fire. The warmth of both the fire and the drink in her system was finally helping with her arm.
From her new position she would simply watch Angel in silence, as the heat washed over her. Expecting to eventually pass out where she lay, unless Angel try to speak to her again. It was probably foolish to fall asleep with someone else around how she was, but she didn't care.
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 12, 2015 4:26:32 GMT -5
Angel would finish off the bottle tossing it into the fire. After watching it burn for a few moment he would stand up and stretch.
"Well I'm hitting the hay. You're more than welcome to stay here tonight if you would like. The sofa is comfortable and it will be warmer in here with the fire. But if you'd prefer some privacy there are a few rooms here more than welcome to take one. But I am heading to my room."
With that he would shamble off towards the hallway into one of the random rooms and partially close the door behind him. Slipping out of his clothes wearing only his boxers and undershirt he would put everything inside his back pack then he would climb into a sleeping bag that was laid out on the ground flipping the back pack over using it as a pillow. Then if Gabriella had no interest in further conversation he would attempt to go to sleep.
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