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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 0:35:35 GMT -5
Spot was back from Chicago. He went to his old apartment only to find out that Rae had long gone.
He now sat on Tristan and Nevadas couch, trying to ignore the daggers Nevada was sending him. He had nowhere else to go, what was he supposed to do? What he didn't know was that Nevada had sent someone to tell Rae of his arrival.
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Post by raven on Nov 12, 2011 0:39:19 GMT -5
Tristan stood in the corner of the room smoking a cigarette. It was awkward, so awkward and extremely tense in the room. He hated this. He also hated knowing that he was about to witness Rae rip Spot a new asshole.
The front door opened and Rae stood there for a second and stared at Spot like he was some sort of ghost. Then she charged into the room and slapped him across the face.
"ASSHOLE!"
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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 0:42:57 GMT -5
Nevada had to bite back the smile she had at watching Spot get slapped. She stood up and walked over to Tristan, motioning her head for them to leave.
Spot's head hit the wall with a loud thud. 'good to see you too, Rae.' spot said, rubbing the side of his face.
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Post by raven on Nov 12, 2011 0:45:15 GMT -5
"Don't you fucking talk to me like that! Don't get fucking smug with me!" Raven screamed at him.
Tristan followed Nevada out of them room.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 0:53:49 GMT -5
Spot sighed, 'say what you have to say Rae.' Spot said knowing Rae needed to scream at him.
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Post by raven on Nov 12, 2011 0:55:49 GMT -5
"I don't even know where the start!" She shrieked and then started pacing. "You left me! You just fucking left me after...after everything. I'm the mother of your child! You left us Spot! You left Sean, our son! I've been alone, raising him, doing the best that I fucking can! When I look at him, I see you and I then I think about what you did to us you son of a bitch!"
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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 0:58:50 GMT -5
Sean. Spot felt his stomach clench at the mention of Sean.
'I know that what I did was shitty. I aim even gonna try to explain it.'
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Post by raven on Nov 12, 2011 0:59:31 GMT -5
"Then what the hell are you doing here?" She crossed her arms and glared at him.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 1:04:10 GMT -5
'if you haven't forgotten Rae, I still live here.' Spot said, clearly not understanding he should tone it down a bit.
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Post by raven on Nov 12, 2011 1:08:44 GMT -5
"NO! YOU DON'T! You stopped living here when you decided to part yourself in Chicago for three months! This is Tristan's place! You don't have a fucking home anymore! KNOW WHY? BECAUSE YOU TOOK OFF AND I COULDN'T AFFORD TO KEEP IT!" She was clearly in a rage and was no longer rational. She stormed toward him.
"We are sleeping in a bunk in the Manhattan lodging house! During the day I peel fucking potatoes and pour tea for a delightful old woman and worry about who is watching Sean! I am barely scraping by and you have the balls to say you live here!"
She pointed a finger right in his face. "Sean doesn't even know you. He doesn't remember you. He has no idea what you look like, what your voice sounds like...Nothing. You are merely the person who knocked up his mother and left her. he is MY SON. MINE! YOU have been no fucking help whatsoever!"
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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 1:12:55 GMT -5
Spot looked down, he knew she was right. Knew it. Knew he was terrible, that he'd fucked up beyond belief, 'I'm sorry,' he muttered
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Post by raven on Nov 12, 2011 1:14:44 GMT -5
"That's it? You're sorry! You're just fucking sorry! Good, you should be sorry you rotten piece of shit!" She was clearly losing her mind. "WHAT DO YOU WANT!? Was this it? If it is I need to get home to my baby."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 1:18:57 GMT -5
'I don't know what I want. I just wanted to come back to new york.' he said tiredly. 'look I know I don't deserve you okay? I don't deserve you or Sean.' which was why he hadn't told Rae he was back. He was hoping to disappear.
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Post by raven on Nov 12, 2011 1:20:12 GMT -5
"You're right you don't." She said sternly. "Now you're back in New York. Stay the fuck away from me and my son." She sneered at him and turned to go.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Nov 12, 2011 1:28:02 GMT -5
'please-please don't keep Sean from me.' he said softly, looking up at her retreating back.
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