Making the wrong choices...

Nov 08, 2005 19:28

Andrew. And me. Andrew and me in a, no, next to a bed and then...no. It, I was in shock. I was drunk, I was not myself and it could not...should not have happened. That was in no way okay, allowed, or appreciated. But that begs the question...who initiated? Had I made the move? Had he just taken advantage? Why can't I just forget about it? Although ( Read more... )

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andrew_sidekick November 9 2005, 05:14:57 UTC
After our little talk, Faith and I went our seperate ways. Mostly because of the fact that a munch of vamps showed up as we were walking back to the hotel. As much as I professed that I could take care of myself, as seen before when I took out one of those blood-sucking feinds, Faith quickly reminded me that five, was more than one. Therefore, I quickly ran before any of them saw me ( ... )

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wicked_xand November 11 2005, 21:59:05 UTC
Not five minutes into my planning there was a knock at my door. Now, I knew that I had four people in the whole world who I'd want to be behind that door. But with the voice came the realization that it was not only one of those people but a person currently on my not to speak to list. Well, I guess Andrew hadn't read the list. And I can't just say nothing, he obviously saw me come up the stairs. Shit ( ... )

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andrew_sidekick November 13 2005, 17:25:59 UTC
As I heard him give me permission to open the door I hesitated for a second and thought about just turning around and headed back to my room and forgetting this ever happened. But I knew I had to face this...otherwise it would haunt me for the rest of my unnatural life.

I slowly opened the door, my heart beating a million beats per second and I saw him relaxing on the bed with his arms above his head which completel caught me off guard and I flashed back to the other night when all of it happened.

I couldn't help it, recaps of him kissing me, groping me, undressing me...

""Uhh, thanks. Look Andrew, I think...I think you should go."Thats what he said to me after we....after ( ... )

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wicked_xand November 20 2005, 16:41:56 UTC
I couldn't believe I had actually let him come into my room after all that had happened. Wait, not all. Just...what had happened. Not alot happened. Right? God, everything was blurring. First I can't remember who had initiated and now I don't know what happened? This was going well ( ... )

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