Lyra Morgan
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 13, 2007 20:37:19 GMT -5
But Lyra wasn't finished. "Most of them hit me, that's why I kinda avoid the manor at all costs. I stay here for Christmas holidays while my parents go off, Merlin knows where. But, over the summer, I haven't had anywhere to go," she continued explaining. Closing her eyes, she laid her head on his shoulder again, her arms around his neck. She was close to tears, and she hated it because it made her feel weak. Lyra Morgan was not weak. She'd tell herself that every night. Saying that it'd been happening for a little over seven years, and she hadn't broken yet. Now she was beginning to wonder if she'd been broken all along as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Don't tell me you're sorry," she whispered, "You have nothing to be sorry for. Not a single thing. You didn't do any of this to me. Mother, she should apologize, her boyfriends, they should apologize, even my father should be apologizing. You," she shook her head against his shoulder, more tears escaping, "You do not apologize to me." [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by Romeo Davis {Inactive} on Feb 14, 2007 9:04:14 GMT -5
Romeo rubbed her back soothingly, his body relaxing from her closeness with each passing second. He wished he wouldn't have asked. He hated seeing women crying, and here she was about to shed her tears upon his shoulder like it was some normal thing for her to do. "I'm still sorry Lyra.." He muttered, patting her lightly on top of the head.
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Lyra Morgan
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 14, 2007 9:14:46 GMT -5
She leaned back, looking at him. Shaking her head, Lyra looked sharply at him through the tears in her eyes. "Stop," she said, blinking as she tried to clear her vision of tears. For the most part, it worked. "Why do you keep apologizing?" she finally willed herself to ask. [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Romeo Davis {Inactive} on Feb 14, 2007 9:19:18 GMT -5
Romeo took a step a back as she looked up at him and immeadiately shot his hand up to bite at his already too short finger nails nervously. He honestly didn't know why he was apologizing, he just was. Besides, he had done some awful things to the girl in the past without knowing her true story as to why she was this way. "Let's just say that i've said some pretty nasty things about you behind your back..and i'm sorry..I should have known better.."
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Lyra Morgan
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 14, 2007 9:26:54 GMT -5
Sighing, Lyra walked over to the couch, picking up her book. "That's fine," she replied, flipping some pages. "How could you have known? I never told anyone except my mother who, in return, smacked me across the face with a book and called me a whore." She said it as though it was nothing, still turning pages. "Come sit." [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Romeo Davis {Inactive} on Feb 14, 2007 10:29:46 GMT -5
Romeo nodded and sat down on the arm of the couch next to her, resting his elbows on his knees and rubbing the slight stubble on his chin softly. She seemed to be fine about all of this now, which showed that this had been going on for quite a long time. And her mother..well..she was a right bitch and she had been for years so that was nothing new. "You know..Miss Morgan..this doesn't change anything..I still hate you.." He laughed, poking her in the side to try and lighten the mood a bit.
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Lyra Morgan
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 14, 2007 10:37:19 GMT -5
Squealing quietly, Lyra twisted around and laid back on the couch, smiling. She nodded, seriously. "Feeling's mutual, then," she smiled, happy to be anywhere but on the subject of her past. Though he still hadn't seen. The scars, bruises, none of it. For her, no matter what she was discussing, if someone showed her, it seemed more real than just hearing it. But she continued smiling and laughing. Acting like she was completely fine. Lyra was always good at acting. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by Romeo Davis {Inactive} on Feb 14, 2007 10:45:43 GMT -5
Giving her a small wink as she laid down across the smooth leather of the couch, Romeo turned his back to her so that he was facing the far wall. "Well..now that we got that established, I won't mind having to crush you now would I?" He asked. But without waiting for an answer, he had already slipped from the arm and fell right down on top of her, his back crushing into her chest but not too hard that it actually caused any pain. "Whoops.." He laughed.
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Lyra Morgan
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 14, 2007 10:53:34 GMT -5
Lyra let out a quiet, slightly startled, shriek. "Hey, hey, hey!" she laughed. "Get the hell off me," she said, squirming slightly as she tried, and failed, to push him onto the floor. Though she wasn't actually trying, had she been and he would have been on the floor. Giggling, she laid still, finding that she wasn't helping herself by moving around. "I knew it," she mutter, playfully, "You're trying to bloody kill me." [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by Romeo Davis {Inactive} on Feb 14, 2007 10:57:57 GMT -5
"Aww Darn..you've figured out my plan already." Romeo replied, as he made to get up off of her. But instead he decided to trick her again but sitting up halfway before slamming back down again. "My plan is to squash you flat and then sail across the black lake on top of you. Pretty twisted but oh so awsome at the same time.." He shrugged, getting off of her at last and sitting down on the small space that wasn't occupied by her.
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Lyra Morgan
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 14, 2007 11:04:31 GMT -5
Glaring playfully at him, she pulled her legs to her body and sat up. She looked at him blankly for a moment. "You're demented," she commented, nodding her head, with a completely serious tone. Twisting a strand of white-gold around her finger, she came to a conclusion. Maybe it wasn't so bad that he knew the real Lyra. Whom she'd always referred to as Starr. It was like she had a split personality. Lyra was a hardcore, cold, bitch while Starr was almost innocent. Thing was, Starr died that November night when she was ten; Lyra made sure of that. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by Romeo Davis {Inactive} on Feb 14, 2007 11:11:29 GMT -5
Romeo wriggled his nose in distaste and poked her again as she sat up for no particular reason. It felt like they were kids again, to be honest, the times when they were allowed to play together and be mean. Those times were fun. He looked over at her and shrugged, letting a small grin spread across his face. "Well it was either that or cut you up into tiny peices and store you in my book bag..which would you prefer then?" He asked seriously.
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Lyra Morgan
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 14, 2007 11:19:10 GMT -5
Lyra pondered this a moment. "Hmm," she said, tapping her lips with her finger, as though she was deep in thought. It took everything she had to keep her from laughing out loud. She couldn't help but smile. "I've missed this," she said, unaware she had actually said it. It was meant to stay inside her head where all her thoughts belonged. Though, of course, the blonde almost always thought out loud. In fact, it took her several moments for her to figure out she actually said it. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by Romeo Davis {Inactive} on Feb 14, 2007 11:24:33 GMT -5
Romeo grinned as she began to think out loud and draped an arm over her shoulder, bringing her so close that their heads banged together with a loud thump accidentally. "Aww..Lyra misses me..thats so sweet..and yet pathetic at the same time!" He snorted, nodding his head slowly to get the pain from their collision out of his head.
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Lyra Morgan
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Seventh Year Prefect causing a .crimson. f o u n t a i n
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Post by Lyra Morgan on Feb 14, 2007 11:31:16 GMT -5
"Fuck," she said, rubbing her head. "No more pathetic than you are," she said, grinning. She shook her head. "Honestly. Just admit it, you missed me as well." She said, yawning despite the fact it was around three o'clock in the afternoon. Damn my inability to sleep, she thought, almost to the point where she was struggling to keep her eyes open. [/size][/blockquote]
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