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 Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 10:33 pm
"Demons cant get sick..."
He looked down at her and held her close.
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Irvine had followed her and took over filling out the paper workd. He was rarely nice to anyone.
"Family is a nice thought...I never knew my parents well....it happens when they're killed in a mob hit..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 10:51 pm
Rolling her eyes, she looked up at him.
"You're not who you once were. We're pretty much normal now, just with little additions."
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Crossing her legs, getting quite impatient with this fellow, she put her head in her hands and looked up at him, giving off a little growl.
"I don't have family. What is wrong with you?"
Sitting up, she put her hands on her legs, as if protecting herself though he hadn't even touched her since he slapped her to wake her up.
"First you call me a b***h, twice, and you know what, you weren't just calling me one because I am one. But that's besides the point! Now, just because you see a girl all beat up and in a bad mood, you feel pity for her and you're filling out her forms, though you have no clue what the hell has been going on!"
Resting her head in her hands again, she ran her hand through her hair and brought it out, covered in blood. Growling again, she let out a sharp intake of breath as she winced, hitting the injury dead on. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a pair of glasses and shoved them on her face, her vision clearing with just a little bit of blurr. Pulling the forms from his hand, she filled them out quickly before giving them back to the nurse.
The doctor came sooner than expected, and ended up taking Irvine along with him. Even after she had a bit of rest and her stitches were in, he gave Irvine a sheet for her medications and how much rest she needed, how often he would have to check up on her because of her concusion, then said good luck, speaking towards the relationship he actually thought they had.
Elissa walked over and glared at the doctor. Pulling her glasses back out of her purse and putting them back on, she took the sheets, though this time she was a bit more gentle.
"Thanks for stickin' around despite my bad attitude, but I'm going to have to end this horrible first date early. I need to go find a place to live, go wrestle my stuff from that escape psycho, and get my meds filled. I don't think we'll be trying this again, because it was pretty shitty. Bad timing for a date, I suppose."
Walking outside, he finally got to see the true beauty to this mess of a woman. When a black mustang pulled up, she completely relaxed and a pure smile crossed over her face, her eyes beaming with joy at the red-head that stepped out of the car. But the moment was short, because soon she had slapped the girl upside the head.
"Just where the hell have you been, Liz!? Ugh. Forget I asked. Got in a fight with the stupid wench and now I need to go find a place, I'll stop by your house later tonight if I fail to find myself a home."
Turning around, she looked at Irvine and offered him a smirk.
"Thanks again, Dollie. Maybe I'll see you around under better circumstances, and sorry for being Queen b***h, I'm usually not that bad. Maybe we'll meet again under different circumstances. If not, well, then I'd just like you to know I appreciate all you did for me."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:50 am
Jakob looked around after the making of a video and watched as a gorgeous punkish girl slowly walked up towards them. She gave Maybe his water first, then the other band members. When she left him out, he raised a brow. He was about to speak, but before he could say anything Elissa had already answered his question.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm getting it, hold your horses. Jeez."
After moving out on her own, she had to get a job, and she had this job offered to her. The pay was really good, they even fully paid for her brand new car and house, so she had no payments to make except for bills on her house, but if she was having a problem they even took care of that for her. But dealing with the impatient singers was a little nerve racking. Walking back with water, she shoved it into his hands and looked up at him, putting a hand on her hip.
"Anything else?"
"Yeah... how about a number or something?"
Elissa looked down with a smirk on her face before she laughed softly and looked back up at him, tapping a foot on the ground as she put both hands on her hips, then reached up a hand to flip his hair, looking him square in the eye.
"Sorry. It takes more than just a pretty face and a big reputation to get that."
She turned and began to walk off. She had a job to do.
"Like what?"
Jakob called after her, for the first time in a long while, he spoke with a smile on his face.
"I don't know. Determination or something. You figure it out, Mr. Famous."
She called back in a very sarcastic tone of voice as she continued to walk off, rolling her eyes lightly. Boys. Well, famous boys were horrible. They were the worst. Always so cocky.
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 3:44 am
Elissa sat in her new home, well, it was a duplex, but Elizabeth was living on the other side, so things worked out. She sighed as she leaned against a wall of her home and stared out the window as the rain fell down. As usual, she was wearing nothing but her white button-up shirt. Walking up to the couch and sat down, glancing at her boxers as she sighed and closed her eyes. I wonder what happened to that Irvine fellow. Wonder if he's okay..
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 10:07 am
Irvine had been thrown to the ground from a moving vehichle outside of where Elissa had been. He was well pretty ******** up. Whoever it was did a number on him, he had several bruises and some lacerations. He must of crossed the wrong people to get this kind of treatment.
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