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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 6, 2011 14:05:07 GMT -5
I couldn't help but snicker. "Was it jus' 'cause of m' big feet?" I asked in a joking manner, obviously having too much fun from the whole big feet thing. Whoever thought of that first obviously knew I'd get a kick out of it every time.
I couldn't quite comprehend why she was defending Bear, but hey, I wasn't the one that was with him. She knew him better than I did, so maybe he really was the way she was describing. I must admit, though, I had to laugh when she said that he was more scared of water than I was. I wanted to say that that was ridiculous, but then I'd basically be calling myself ridiculous, so I didn't. "So... he cheated on Becca with y'?" I asked, trying to make a map of all this in my head. I really couldn't get over the fact that Bear, behind all that crazy stuff, was nice. That word just didn't fit him at all.
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 6, 2011 14:19:08 GMT -5
Tam laughed.
"No, it was more the hair...mostly physical...actually now I think about it, you were the first person I ever spoke to, even before Chicago I think...I so would have been all over you...if you hadn't been so choked up about Chicago. Then I got to know you and I thought that you had way too many issues already, then after that the idea just became a bit weird...it's still weird actually," She laughed before wrinkling her nose as he spoke.
"Yeah, I was walking around the abandoned building and he was on the stairs sharpening his knife so I went over and we were talking...then as far as I remember he grabbed one of my tits...then somehow we ended up shagging," She said lightly.
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 6, 2011 14:47:19 GMT -5
I remembered the first time I ever met Tam. It had been when Chicago was with Kaleb and I was a complete wreck. I was mad at myself for not having acted fast enough, and of course I had leaked a few venting moments to Tam. Pft, of course I had issues. I still have issues. "Yeah, s'a bit weird." I said.
I quirked an eyebrow when she told me of she and Bear had it off in the abandoned building. "So he grabbed y' 'n' then y' turn 'around 'n' have sex?" I asked, somewhat in disbelief, but I found it hilarious for some reason. "Well damn. If I'd'a known that worked earlier..."
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 6, 2011 15:12:02 GMT -5
"Yeah," Tam said pleasantly.
"Well I said my tits were uneven then he sort of unexpectantly grabbed them when I was mid sentence then he kissed me...so I kissed him back...then I made him chuck the knife because it's just weird snogging someone with a knife in their hand then we ended up shagging," She finished pleasantly.
"Semp!" She laughed, nudging him.
"I'm not THAT easy...actually I am when I'm drunk...then I'm really easy but usually I do have standards, I choose when I shag people and I only shag them if I want to, if some perv I didn't fancy grabbed my tits I would have slapped them...but Bear's yummy," She grinned broadly.
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 6, 2011 15:27:40 GMT -5
I chortled when she nudged me, getting another kick out of the whole tit grabbing thing. Of course I could never do that well I did do that once with Chicago, but that's not important right now, but it was fun as hell to josh around with Tam. I'm not a big perv, you know. Sure I threw some of my original morals out the window, but in the big scheme of things, it doesn't matter.
"Well, y' were easy enough t' drag off last night." I pointed out, smirking. I don't even really remember how or who convinced who to go off, but for her to end up here with me, of all people, she really must've been drunk. "Well, yeah... he ain't too bad lookin'... Unless y' mean 'yummy' as in eatin' him out or somethin'..." I shrugged and looked at her.
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 6, 2011 15:43:49 GMT -5
"Well seeing as I can't remember much of last night at all and my head is killing me, I'd say yes, I did have quite a bit to drink so I would have been pretty damn easy to lead astray," She laughed.
"He's even better with his clothes off, and I do mean yummy as in hot," She laughed.
"He doesn't have quite as big feet as you though," She teased innocently.
OOC: Muse just died x.x
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Post by Bear Keeni on Aug 6, 2011 16:05:09 GMT -5
"True, true." I said. "Though I had 'bout three jars of moonshine b'fore I came, so I was in the same boat y' were in." I really needed to quit drinking moonshine, but it's so damn good. It's like trying to quit chewing your favorite brand of gum.
I snorted in laughter. "Well I'd hope not, 'cause it'd be weird for someone short as him." Being the tallest guy on campus certainly had it's perks, but also drawbacks, such as having the largest feet and that automatically meant--.... yeah. I could see over everyone and then get yelled at for blocking people's view, so it was a win-lose situation for every perk. "Now that y' told me he's hot, was he any good at the shagging?"
((My muse died too. Dx ))
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 6, 2011 16:56:00 GMT -5
"...isn't moonshine illegal...and bad for you?" Tam frowned, somewhat preoccupied as her fingers hit an especially stubborn tangle.
"You know what, when I can be bothered to get up, I'm going to the fucking hairdressers!" She cried in aggravation. Somehow Tam's hair had always grown pretty fast, in those usual golden shaggy curls, she'd had them nearly at her arse once but had cut them off after endlessly catching her hair on things. Not a pleasantly experience. At all.
"He would look a clown," She giggled.
"And yeah, he was good, actually he was AMAZING, I love it rough and I'm pretty sure rough is all he does...I had lovebites for ages afterwards," She sighed happily, her lips stretching into a silly smile.
"But then that bloody fat bitch came back and he gets her up the duff and suddenly he doesn't give a toss anymore. then he acts like it's MY fault when I attacked her, she's a BITCH Semp, she was all going on about how I would 'end up alone and by myself' and that 'nobody'll ever love me'," She scoffed although she did still feel the sting of those words, her careless demeanor cracking slightly before it broke.
"And she found out the rape and she said I deserved what I got and I was asking for it...so I flipped and I hit her..." She said quietly, her gaze dropping as she felt the rare and horrifying sting of tears.
"I don't know, maybe I did," She said thickly, giving a small 'nonchalent' shrug.
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 6, 2011 19:53:57 GMT -5
I shrugged a little. "Depends where y' get it." I said. "I jus' happen t' get mine from a.... a semi-legal distillery." I rushed the last part and forced a fake cough so that it all mashed together and hopefully didn't make any sense to her. "'n' it only hurts y' if y' have way too much all at once, which is definitely not what I do." Okay, so maybe I did that all the time, but that didn't matter right now.
I couldn't really imagine having sex with Bear, but I didn't have time to figure it out since Tam went off on a rant, calling Becca all sorts of things. I don't know, Becca seemed like a nice girl... but apparently she wasn't to Tam. Tam obviously hated her. "Well... if I ever had gotten Chicago pregnant 'n' I was with someone else, I'd ditch 'em for her 'cause it'd be m' fault for screwin' up her life by givin' her a kid, so y' gotta be there for her. Maybe he was thinkin' the same thing." I couldn't believe that I was defending Bear, but maybe he really was feeling the same way I would have if I were in his shoes.
When Tam went on to telling me what Becca had said about the rape, that was where I drew the line. I turned over onto my side to face her, putting a hand lightly on her shoulder. "Tam, no one deserved t' be raped. It's always jus' a freak occurrence. 'n' don't even bother tryin' t' give m' a reason as t' why y' deserved it, 'cause y' don't. Yer a good person, Tam, 'n' sometimes shit jus' happens t' good people, deservin' or undeservin'. 'n' though I don't think y' shoulda hit her, she really is a bitch for sayin' y' deserved the rape." I tried to look her in the eye with my only good eye to prove how sincere I was. Everything I told her was what I had told Chicago when I found out that she had been raped when she was nine. She had said she thought she deserved it, but I told her no, sometimes bad things just happen to good people. She didn't accept that I thought she was a good person at first, but eventually I got through to her. Hopefully I would get through to Tam on this, too.
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 7, 2011 2:04:12 GMT -5
Tam raised an eyebrow sceptically although a little amusedly too.
"Just be careful, you need to look after yourself, we love you and it's stupid to risk everything for the duration of the stuff," She said before giving a sigh.
"I know, I know, he's crazy about Becca and I'd have thought he was a right fit if he'd left Becca up the duff on her own, it's that everything was simple then it was all conflict and stuff and I guess it was just me, because if you ever hear Bear talk about Becca or defend her, you can tell he loves her. I guess I just wanted that, someone who loved me properly like I loved them," She said quietly, trying to make tone casual...and failing epically.
She gave a wry snort at the next part, shaking her head.
"Don't give me that crap Semp, I've already drummed that into my head. It wasn't a freak occurrence, it was just me being stupid and blind, I walked right into it. He called I went bloody running then he just shipped me off to his friends and left me. It didn't matter how hard I screamed for him, he didn't come back because he didn't give a fuck. Then afterwards, like a week or two later, he turns up like mornings wrong then he said I was 'overreacting'. That's the kind of guy I end up with, no matter where I am in the bloody world," She said, forcefully wiping her eyes as the tears began to roll down them. Tam had always sighted crying as one of the things she just didn't do, she got angry, yes, but breaking down and sobbing all over the place hardly ever helped anyone.
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 7, 2011 13:01:12 GMT -5
"You'll find someone." I said, trying to stay optimistic. "There's 'bout.... I don't even know how many guys out in the world. Surely there's gotta be at least ten perfect guys for y." Even though it seemed far-fetched, I thought it was true. There's plenty of fish in the water and I highly doubted that all of them were the same, so there had to be some that were good enough for Tam.
I took my hand off her shoulder as she began ranting once more, but this time it was different. I had never seen Tam so broken down like this, and it killed me to see her tears. She was always so strong, so out-going and vibrant -- tears just didn't fit her. It pained me to visualize what she was describing and I felt bad for her. But when she said "that's the kind of guy I end up with," I paused. Did she mean "end up with" as in relationships or one night stands? This one night stand didn't mean that we were going to end up together, but still. "I'm not like that... am I?" I asked quietly, looking back over at her. "Kaleb wa'n't like that... 'n' I doubt Bear woulda let that happen if y' had gotten together with him..."
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 7, 2011 14:20:49 GMT -5
"There are millions of blokes in the world but I don't think I can be bothered to look for them anymore, the ones I find are usually awful," She breathed almost tiredly, pushing her hair out of her face, the tip of her nose and eyes turning the same pink they did on the odd occasion she did cry.
"Of course you're not like that," She laughed thickly through her tears as she wiped her eyes.
"And Kaleb was the complete opposite, that was the problem, he was too...I don't know...nice I guess and I don't know about Bear, it never would have happened and I doubt he'd care, he's busy with Becca," She shrugged quietly.
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 7, 2011 19:32:12 GMT -5
There wasn't really anything I could say to her to make her feel better. The phrase "Oh don't worry, you'll find him someday" was just way too overused and I doubted that it would make her feel any better, so I decided to just keep my mouth shut.
It made me feel a bit better when she said I wasn't like what she had been describing, but I wasn't here to make myself feel better. I wanted to make her feel better, though I didn't quite know how to go about doing that now, so I shook my head slightly. "I honestly don't know what t' tell y', Tam." I said reluctantly, looking over at her apologetically. I felt bad for not knowing what to say, but really, what could I do? The best thing would be to change the subject, but to what? I had nothing -- absolutely nothing.
((My brain died. x.x ))
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Post by Tamara George on Aug 9, 2011 16:30:31 GMT -5
Tam took a deep breath, settling herself and wiping her eyes once more. That was the thing, she couldn't expect anyone to be able to come up with some kind of magical solution to it all because there was none and there was no point in demanding one of them. If an answer was to come from anyone it'd have to be herself, it was her who knew how she felt, her who understood her own reasoning and her alone who'd be able to scold and ultimately comfort herself. It was the same thing she and Sage had spoken about that time in the locker rooms, they were both supposedly so selfish yet there was still so much being held back that it never felt like that.
Strange but true.
"I'm sorry," She said after a bit, having pulled herself together and she gave a sniff, her tears already having come to a halt.
"I didn't mean to go crying all over you," She said with a small laugh before sitting up, running a hand through her hair.
"We should probably get up, I'll attempt some pancakes!" She grinned, her self pity and unhappiness soon pushed behind a cheerful exterior as she slipped out of bed, picking a random shirt off the floor and shrugging it on.
"I'll err...see you downstairs," She said before disappearing out the door.
OOC: Gah it's so crap, my muse died halfway through again!!
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Post by Semper Capone on Aug 11, 2011 19:52:11 GMT -5
"S'all right t' cry." I told her, but she was already up and pulling on a shirt, heading out the door to go downstairs, leaving me by myself.
Sitting up, I sighed and rubbed my face. I felt like shit, despite everything that I had done. This pulsing headache wasn't doing me any good, either. Looking over on the nightstand, I saw the picture I had taken of Chicago when she wasn't looking, a sudden spike of guilt striking me. She had disappeared and then I go off after about two months and have sex with her sister. As unintentional as it was, I knew I would never be able to forgive myself for it. Even though she was gone -- and most likely dead -- I still loved her more than anything else. And yet, here I was, betraying her with her own sister. I put my head in my hands. People would tell me that I needed to move on, but that was the thing: I couldn't. She was one of my two one and only's, and she literally just vanished into thin air. How was I supposed to just get over that and forget it?
I got out of bed, trying to not dwell over Chicago anymore than I normally do. Pulling on some shorts and a shirt, I headed out of the room and slowly made my way downstairs, trudging over to the kitchen where I assumed that Tam was.
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