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Post by blakee on Jan 24, 2011 17:15:24 GMT -8
[/font] "consider me gone."[/size][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote] Luke gritted his teeth when Lane brought up Karlee. Sure, it was only a hook up, but still. His eyes cut to Bridger to gauge her reaction. She was pissed. Which only made his temper boil more. "Don't even get pissed at me, Bridger. Especially considering the guy you've been screwing is standing at your front door," he said, his voice relativly calm, but there was an edge to it. He was going to live with a double standard. It had been last night, yes, but when was the last time that these two had slept together? Besides, he didn't have sex with Karlee. At least not yet anyway. No, he chose to keep things.. more distant.
The situation was going quickly from bad to worse. For some reason, his temper was all flared up and all he wanted to do was get the hell out of it and fast. Luke grunted and turned away from Lane, leaving him and Bridger standing in the doorway. This was getting out of hand and fast and Luke didn't want the fight. Or so that's what he told himself. He'd been aching for a fight ever since he got to Addison, but no one would bother to pick a fight from a kid who lived in the middle of them. His broad shoulders shrugged once whenever Lane said that once he calmed down, they could all hang out. Yeah, because that was at the very top of his to do list.
He turned quickly when Lane went on to say about overstepping boundries. He looked at the man standing at the door and let out a cold, harsh laugh and returned to stand behind Bridger. "Real considerate to bring the son you bailed on into this," he snapped. "Yeah, Lane. I'm tryin' to overstep my damn limits. They aren't empty threats, Lane. Remember that." He turned to walk away and rolled his eyes at the way the night had taken a turn. Maybe it would be for the best if he left. What was he thinking? Luke shook his head and turned back into the apartment, but he turned again and was back at the door. "And stop swearing in front of her."
When Lane turned to leave, Luke gritted his teeth. He turned away from the door and away from Bridger's grasp and back into the apartment. Dumb hillbilly. He muttered the entire way back the hallway and before he knew it, he found himself laying back on Bridger's bed. This entire night had gotten completely turned around he now he was just pissed. He sighed, feeling the soft blankets against his bare back and he stared up at the ceiling for a long time and thought about everything that was going on. How could he be so stupid?
His hand hung over the side of the bed and he felt his duffel bag on the floor where he had left it and he groaned softly. He shouldn't have snapped at Bridger... again. It wasn't fair to her, but then again, she couldn't exactly be upset with him, right? It's not like it was all his fault or anything. She was doing the same thing. Only difference was, Luke made sure that no one showed up without him knowing that they would.
tag: bridger and lane.
comment: bah! there's nothing for him to get really mad over. ><
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Post by buckle2 on Jan 26, 2011 17:40:12 GMT -8
    - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color] Bridger cut her eyes to Luke sharply as he spoke, "Don't even get pissed at me, Bridger. Especially considering the guy you've been screwing is standing at your front door," She rolled her eyes and shot him a look of anger. She had no idea that Lane was going to show up. Besides, she hadn't even hooked up with him in a while. Bridger could at least semi control herself, whereas Luke screwed anything in sight apparently. The thought of Karlee made her blood boil, and Bridger threw her words at Luke out of frustration, "At least I can do better than a little sixteen year old, you pedophile." Bridger turned away from Luke and stepped forward, away from his body. She listened as he went on about Lane's son and she rolled her eyes as he told him to stop cussing. "I'm not a child.." She muttered the words under her breath and let out a sigh of relief when Lane began walking towards his truck. She raised a hand to return his goodbye and smiled after him, a sad smile, "Bye, Lane..." She felt awful for the way Luke had treated him, but she knew he would be alright. He was probably already on to the next girl's house.
Bridger quickly refocused her attention on Luke and shoved past him into the house, slamming the door behind her. She brushed past him, using her elbow to give a slight push. She knew her small body wouldn't do much, but she figured he would get the point. Anger flashed through her mind as she replayed the incident in her mind. She didn't even care so much about the fact that Lane had come over and ruined their night. She was too focused on Luke and Karlee. Jealousy surged through her mind as she whirled to face Luke, her accent flaring, "Out of all the girls you could have screwed...Karlee? You know I can't stand her." She shook her head slowly and backed a few steps so he couldn't touch her without moving forward. He was not getting out of this one by sweeping her off of her feet with those charming eyes and chiseled features. Bridger was serious...she couldn't believe he was such a player. She was seriously doubting whether or not the whole thing would work out. Clearly they were both very 'active' when it came to physical needs. Bridger got around, but at least she hadn't commited to someone after coming from messing around with another girl. Her eyes flashed as she lashed out at Luke, "Why don't you just have Karlee as your girlfriend?" She knew she had probably gone too far with that one, but she didn't care.
She watched as Luke retreated to her bedroom, and she let out a sarcastic laugh. He was running away from it. A hint of pity crossed her mind at the thought of Luke's anger problems, but it soon vanished as her anger took its place. She wasn't afraid of him. It wasn't like she hadn't been man handled enough in her lifetime. She could take it without even making a noise. Something told her Luke wasn't going to hurt her, though. She knew some very choice words were going to be thrown back and forth, but he wouldn't get physical. She wanted this night to be over so she could get on with her life. She only had to endure this fight and then she could forget about him if necessary.
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WORDS - lazy
NOTES - aww xD
TUNES - rainbow veins , owl city.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0
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Post by blakee on Jan 26, 2011 18:01:32 GMT -8
[/font] "i pray your tire blows out at 110,
i pray you pass out with your best friend,
and wake up with his and her tattoos."[/size][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote] Luke only heard half of what Bridger was saying. Sixteen? What the hell was she going on about? He didn't care to listen anymore and he rolled his eyes at her going on about something or other. He was to the point where he didn't care to listen anymore and so he wasn't going to. It was something that he had become quite the professional at considering he had to spent eightteen years listening to his mother's boyfriends complain about how he was a bad son and he should be shipped off to some military school or something along those lines. Not that he cared and he'd learned that he can easily shut them off, just like he was going to shut off Bridger.
He snarled from his place on the bed and was back on his feet in an instant. "What the hell do you care, Bridger!? God knows you only wanted me for a fun night tonight! Yeah, it was real considerate of you to let me shower in peace and let me believe that you actually cared!" His blood pulsed through his veins and he turned away sharply from her and snatched his bag off of the floor. He began shoving all of his clothes inside of it and came back around to face her.
His jaw muscles cletched and his muscles buldged with effort. It wasn't her that he wanted to hit. He actually wanted to leave the apartment quickly and keep away from her. But his anger was beginning to surge and apparently him not yelling at her in at the mall was only him saving up for another time. That time was coming soon and he wanted out fast. Running was the only thing that Luke had in him. Running and fighting were the only things that he had ever been good at and his options were only for running right now. He didn't want to fight. Not with her and not here. Not whenever everything was coming out.
"If I wanted to date Karlee, I would have stayed there, Bridger! I would have ditched work for her like I'm doing for you! Apparently that was a mistake!" he snapped and eyed the doorway. She was small, but at the moment, it looked like she was huge and was taking up the entire doorway. He hand flicked across the part of his stomach where she had elbowed him. It hadn't hurt at all, but it was just the fact that she had done it.
Luke shook his head and looked for another way out, but there was nothing except a long jump down to the street and he wasn't Batman. He wasn't anywhere close. "Was I wrong to hope for something more?" He snorted and approched her, keeping himself a mere inch from her as he looked down into those pretty eyes. She was awful pretty, but that wasn't going to change anything. Not now it wouldn't. He was caught between a rock and a hard place. He sighed and thought about muscling passed her, but that didn't seem right. He didn't want to touch her right now. He had a feeling it would shock him.
tag: bridger.
comment: uh ooh.
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Post by buckle2 on Jan 26, 2011 18:56:34 GMT -8
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color] Luke's words felt like a slap in the face and Bridger couldn't help but flinch a little. ""What the hell do you care, Bridger!? God knows you only wanted me for a fun night tonight! Yeah, it was real considerate of you to let me shower in peace and let me believe that you actually cared!" She couldn't believe that he actually thought that. If Bridger had wanted a fun night she would have called Lane. At least he didn't make her feel like a piece of crap. She crossed her arms across her chest and glared at Luke for a moment before speaking, "If I only wanted you for a fun night, I would have made it pretty damn clear from the beginning. Apparently I have a tendency to come on too strong!" She spit the words at him, feeling the sudden urge to scream. She breathed deeply, restraining herself from making things worse. She watched as Luke thrust his clothes into his bag. Did he really think she didn't care about him? Why else would she have commited to him and promised to stop seeing other people? If she wanted him for sex then she would have been in the shower in an instant. Luke's words cut deep, and Bridger turned away from him quickly, hiding the liquid that was forming in the corner of her eyes.
She tried her best to block out his words, but somehow she couldn't. ""If I wanted to date Karlee, I would have stayed there, Bridger! I would have ditched work for her like I'm doing for you! Apparently that was a mistake! Was I wrong to hope for something more?" She whirled around in an instant, the tears coming quickly. One more exchange of harsh words and they would fall. She wiped at her face in a jerking fashion and stared at Luke who was now only an inch away from her. She saw his eyes survey the room, looking for a way out. She quickly sidestepped, out of the door, and yelled angrily, "Fine! Get out, Luke..if I'm such a mistake then leave!" The tears came, as expected, and Bridger turned on her heel and ran into her bathroom, slamming the door behind her. How dare he say that coming here was a mistake..she was all wrong about Luke. Her knight in shining armour turned out to be a dud.
Bridger sank to the tile floor and wrapped her tiny arms around her legs as they tucked against her. She momentarily thought to lock the door, but she figured Luke wouldn't bother coming after her. They had ruined their shot, and Bridger wasn't about to let him see her like this. She was determined to not let him get the best of her. Wiping at her eyes, Bridger used her shirt to clear away the mascara and eyeliner that had smeared across her face. She sniffled a few times and stared blankly into space, waiting to hear the slam of the front door, signaling that he was gone...for good.
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WORDS - lazy
NOTES - aww xD
TUNES - rainbow veins , owl city.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0
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Post by blakee on Jan 26, 2011 19:19:51 GMT -8
[/font] "good god, you're coming up with reasons.
good god, you're draggin' it out."[/size][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote] The slam of the bathroom door was the last thing that Luke registered. He sighed and let his head fall forward again and his shoulders slump. Way to keep on making it clear that you like her. His gaze shifted between the bathroom door and the hallway. It would be easy to leave and to run away from this entire thing. It would be so easy for him to forget that anything had ever happened with Bridger Stone and he could continue living his life how he had wanted it to go. He was used to it and it would be so easy to walk out right now, but yet there was something that was keeping him here. He knawed on his lip for a long moment and let the duffel bag slip from his fingers and rest softly on the floor at his feet. He sighed and ran a hand over the back of his neck and over his still bare chest. Apparently he'd forgotten his shirt and rolled his eyes at himself.
Tears. That was what kept him here. Once again, he had caused Bridger to cry and this time, he wasn't there to hug her and let her whip her face on his shirt. Instead, he was out here and she was in there, hiding from him. He stepped into the hallway and paced out to the door once, back to the bedroom, back out to the door and finally back to her bedroom. The bathroom door was still closed. He walked to the door silently, holding his hand out to place it on the door knob, but froze. He couldn't. He stepped back and ran his hands through his hair in frustration for himself. He sighed and stepped to the door again, his hand raised to knock, but once again, he froze. Luke turned away from the door and paced her room for a long moment. She had to know that he was still out here and still, she didn't open the door for him. She didn't call for him. He'd done it bad this time and so he returned to his bag and lifted it and headed to the door.
"Come stop your crying, it'll be all right.
Come take my hand, hold it tight.
I will protect you from all around you.."
Stopping at the door, he placed his hand on the knob, but couldn't bring himself to turn it. He sighed and shook his head and flipped the latch on the door to lock it. No more interruptions. He went to the kitchen and sorted through the pantry with as little noise as he could manage and found pasta. He smiled softly and put a pot of water on to boil and managed to bring up meat, tomoato sauce, peppers, and sausage. He smiled again and quickly chopped the peppers and put them in the sauce that was already heating on the stove. Luke smiled and then peeked back the hallway. There was still no sign of her. He placed the pasta in the boiling water and left it there as he ventured back the hallway, attempting to wave the smell with him.
"I will be here, don't you cry..
Luke wandered back to the bathroom door, his ear to it and still heard the sobbing inside. He knocked lightly and twisted the knob and opened the door slowly. When she didn't slam the door back shut, he slipped inside and sank down beside her. He lifted his arm and placed it around her and pulled her against him. He didn't say anything else and sighed, nuzzling his face into her hair and catching her sweet smell of vanilla. For a long moment, he let the silence fill them. He didn't want to say anything else and he hugged her still. "For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm..." He stopped and sighed again and kissed the top of her head. Luke kept himself silent in cases of singing, not wanting many others to hear. Self concious mostly, but he had won his high school talent show as a freshman. Still, he shuddered at the thought of singing for anyone.
"Bridger, I'm sorry."
tag: bridger.
comment: it's a choker.
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Post by buckle2 on Jan 26, 2011 19:53:20 GMT -8
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color] It seemed like she had been sitting there, hunched on the floor, for an eternity. Bridger's tears had slowly subsided, instead replaced by a deep, ragged breathing as she attempted to regain her composure. She waited to hear the slam of the front door, and when it didn't come she stayed put. Bridger had no idea why he was still in her apartment. She thought she made it pretty clear that she wanted him to leave. Is that what she really wanted, though? Her words had been cruel and uncalled for, but she felt like he deserved them. He wasn't exactly the nicest to her. Her eyes were puffy from the crying and she listened with strained ears to hear any sign of movement outside the door. She could hear Luke pacing around, his feet hitting the hardwood floors. It comforted her slightly, knowing that he cared enough to stay around for a while at least. What she wasn't expecting, however, was for Luke to start singing. His voice was deep and melodic, and Bridger laughed softly to herself. No guy had ever sung for her..or done anything of that nature.
His voice stopped suddenly, and she heard him leave the room. She sighed deeply, a shaky sigh that shook her whole body. She had cried way too much in the past day. Bridger wasn't one for getting emotional, but then again she'd never actually cared for somebody either. She heard the front door latch click, indicating that he had locked the door. She sat in silence and waited for something to happen. She was not coming out of the bathroom, so if he wanted to then he could come in there. Bridger was stubborn that way. She wasn't going to attempt to play nice first. Bridger rubbed at her eyes softly, a burning sensation raging across them. The skin was raw around them where she had been rubbing her shirt to chase away tears.
Bridger held her breath as she watched the bathroom door open. She had no time to react before Luke had pulled her against him, nuzzling his face into her hair. She closed her eyes, savoring the feel as she moved her body into his lap. Her arms snaked around his neck and she placed her head on his shoulder, her long hair spilling over his bare back. She listened to him sing, his voice soft in her ears. Bridger sighed deeply and felt him place a kiss on her forehead. They sat like this for a while before Luke's voice filled the air, "Bridger, I'm sorry." She clenched her eyes shut, forcing the tears to stay back. She knew she had already forgiven him. She had acted just as bad, and her words might have cut even deeper than his had. She raised her face to his and used one hand to caress his cheek. Her soft lips slid over his and Bridger snuggled even closer as her kiss deepened.
She pulled back when her head got dizzy, and she let her lips trace along his jawline before sitting back entirely. She offered him a small smile and placed her hand on his bare chest. "I'm sorry, too...I didn't mean any of it..." A sigh escaped her lips as she felt the burden lift off her back. She snuggled into his chest and wrapped her arms around his back, content with just having him close. Her fingers traced the scars on his muscled back and she fought the urge to ask about them. Instead, she massaged them gently with her fingers and breathed in his scent of lavender.
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WORDS - lazy
NOTES - aww xD
TUNES - rainbow veins , owl city.
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