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Post by Skittery on Dec 29, 2011 22:13:52 GMT -5
"You thought...what? That...that I was cheating on you or something?" he asked softly, though his heart flared as he spoke the words.
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Post by Script on Dec 29, 2011 22:15:16 GMT -5
She sighed, looking down. "I don't know what I thought. I just...I thought you didn't want me anymore. Not after everything I did to you..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 29, 2011 22:21:49 GMT -5
"That's what I don't get, Maggie. Why do you think that you did this to me?" He really wanted an explanation.
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Post by Script on Dec 29, 2011 22:23:42 GMT -5
She blinked up at him. Shouldn't this be obvious?? "I--I got you into this mess. I pulled you into all my drama from the very beginning. I--I got pregnant...go you to wanna keep the baby with me...and then--then lost it..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 29, 2011 22:49:24 GMT -5
He shook his head. "You didn't make me do anything of those things, Mags. Unless you have mind control powers unbeknownst to me... I'm my own person, always have been. And I make my own choices. And I chose you. I'll always choose you."
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Post by Script on Dec 29, 2011 22:51:45 GMT -5
She stared at him a solid minute before doing anything. When she finally moved, she stepped closer to him, hesitating a minute before sliding her arms around his waist and pressing her cheek against his chest.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 29, 2011 22:53:57 GMT -5
He hugged her back, closing his eyes, willing the tears lurking behind his eyes not to escape.
"You...you wanna know what I was doing those nights when I was gone?"
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Post by Script on Dec 29, 2011 22:55:32 GMT -5
She hesitated again, then nodded. She needed to know.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 29, 2011 22:57:14 GMT -5
He was probably going to regret this because it made him seem like a fool. But oh well.
"I just walked around. Crying."
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Post by Script on Dec 29, 2011 23:01:01 GMT -5
She held him tight. "Oh, Michael...Michael, why didn't you come to me? We--we could have at least cried together..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 29, 2011 23:04:20 GMT -5
"I don't know, Mags. I'm just not used to crying with someone. I thought I had to be strong for you. I was embarrassed. Take your pick." He realized now that leaving Maggie to go feel everything on his own had been a bad choice. Maybe the worst possible choice.
((okay bed for real now))
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Post by Script on Dec 29, 2011 23:05:29 GMT -5
((Night! Have super fun times tomorrow!))
She looked up at him, touching his face. "I--I thought you were mad at me...I thought you blamed me."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 30, 2011 8:33:35 GMT -5
He shook his head, feeling quite ashamed that he had made her think those things. "No...it was just hard to be around you. Knowing that you weren't..."
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Post by Script on Dec 30, 2011 13:48:52 GMT -5
She looked back down. "That I was't having your baby, anymore..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 30, 2011 18:52:15 GMT -5
"Our baby," he corrected, his voice soft. "But that doesn't mean I don't love you anymore..."
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