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Jul 31, 2005 02:39

This place is a shithole.

Why can’t we live somewhere nice?

We don’t even have proper running water.For fucks sake, don’t know why the bint needed bloody running water any…Oh sod it, I’d long since stopped trying to nut out why women wanted or needed anything. Didn’t much care either…’course there was one thing I cared about, and that was keeping ( Read more... )

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 24 2005, 12:44:58 UTC
Don’t know what the stupid bint wanted from me, I thought as I stalked angrily through the house towards the master bedroom. Oh wait, yes I bloody well did! She wanted me to admit my undying love for her, lay it all bare so she knew just how much she could put the boot in, just how much I’d let her walk all over me. Well sod her; I wasn’t doing that this time. No bloody way.

‘Sides, I didn’t love her. I was fond of her, yeah, and I wanted her around. For a good long time even, but that didn’t mean I loved her.

Fuck!

Sitting down on the side of the big king-sized bed I ran my hand through my hair. Don’t know what I was being such a wanker about. Don’t know why I couldn’t just admit I cared about her. Guess I kinda did though, didn’t I? Sod it. I pulled back the sheets and got into under them. That’d come back and bite me in the arse, that I was bloody sure of.

It wasn’t long before I heard her slip into the room and the sound of her shuffling around and slipping into bed with me made me feel good, I can’t lie. Being alone’s never much of a giggle, and Tara was the best company I’d had in a long while. Just wish she didn’t want so much from me, though…

"Sorry. I know there are things...things you haven't told me all about, it's ok...It's just that...I love you and I want...I want that back...But I know you can't - at least not now - and I'm willing...I'll wait, right here with you till you do."

Fuck…

"Forever if I have to..."

Sighing, I turned to face her. She looked a treat; lips all swollen, eyes soft and she smelt like sex and sin and decadence. Something that I hadn’t felt in a while stirred inside me but I pushed it away. Why did I always have to get like this? Why…oh fucking hell…

“Thanks,” I said softly, stroking her cheek. “Thanks for…the car and that. I wasn’t really angry, I like it.” I smiled softly and leaned forward to kiss her, gently this time. As it turned out I’d had enough rough-play tonight.

“How ‘bout I take you out for a drive tomorrow night?” I suggested, grinning cheekily and wrapping my arms around her waist. “Somewhere special…we can keep on breaking in that back seat.”

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