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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on May 31, 2009 20:28:37 GMT -5
Ivy was in bed with a terrible hangover. After leaving Robbie she had gotten wasted and brought home some beautiful girl from the bar. She didn't even want to touch a man, she just wanted to forget, but now that she was home in her bed, after sex on a bathroom floor she just wanted to rip out her hair, she wanted t scream and shed her skin. She felt dirty.
She'd just cheated on Robbie. If they were still together after that fight away. But she was going to tell him because Ivy was not going to let him call her a liar anymore.
Ivy had already gotten up and taken several showers, his skin red and slightly raw from all the hot water and scrubbing but she didn't feel any better.
She was lying naked under her sheets trying to sleep with a pounding head, but she couldn't do that either.
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Post by --- Robbie Alix McGuire on May 31, 2009 20:41:51 GMT -5
Robbies night had headed on the same path as Ivys, he'd got totally shit faced to the point where he didn't quite rememer everything, he talked to some group of chick but that was as far as he had gone with that. He'd wanted to do more, bring one.. or more, back with him but he jusy couldn't make himself. Drunk or not his newly grown concience wouldn't let him do as much as flirt.
He woke up in his empty bathtub, fully clothes and incredibly hung over. The sun wasn't quite so likeable at that hour when all he wanted to do was sleep, even if he was in the bathtub. His roomie was in the doorway shaking his head with a mug of coffee looking ready to laugh, but the guy was kind of scared of Robbie so he didn't let it out and tried to hide it. "Rough night?" he mused.
Rob grumbled under his breath before getting up, walking out the door and snatching the guys coffee before he could even take a swig of it. "Cock off." He disapeared into his room for a while and came out with different clothes on and left without another word. He took his mustang to Ivy's dorm and headed for her dorm stopping outside to breath and think over what he was planning on saying for himself. He felt bad, he'd been such an idiot to her the night before. Sure she'd lied but she didn't deserve what he had thrown at her.
He raised his fist and knocked 3 times, he never usually knocked but he didn't really feel like he had the right to just go ahead and let himself in.
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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on May 31, 2009 21:01:53 GMT -5
Ivy groaned loudly and sat up in bed, half of her wanted to ignore it. But the faint hope, and fear, that it was Robbie made her get out of bed, wrapping herself in a blanket because she didn't want to take the time to put clothes on. She padded to the door, not saying anything. She heaved open the door, looking tired, disheveled and uncomfortable thanks to the fact she'd rubbed her skin raw. She probably looked like crap, but eve when she did she'd been told she still looked good, maybe that was a plus.
"Hi Robbie." She said meeting his eyes. "Look, just so you don't call me a liar again, do you want me to tell you what I did last night?"
[/b] if he didn't want to know, she wouldn't tell him. Ivy wondered if she sounded guilty or not. She sure felt guilty, maybe that was obvious too.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by --- Robbie Alix McGuire on May 31, 2009 21:15:18 GMT -5
Robbiesdidn't look all that great himself, he was hung over as hell, tired and he wasn't all of himself like he usually was and it showed on the look on his face. Still, he looked oddly good. Even behind those dark bags under his eyes. Eyes that were looking to the floor by the time she opened the door. He didn't want to look up but he managed to force himself to look up at her. "Hey." he mumbled quietly.
He was still going over what he was planning to say when she interupted his thoughts with what she said. The tired look in his eyes was replaced by a nervous, slightly annoyed yet curious look. Did he really want to know. "Er... Yeah." he knew he'd find out anyway. From someone. The beauty of this city was that someone always saw something. He walked in, past her to sit down and made himself look up at her again. "Go on, fire... just... skip anything I don't need to know." he was trying to keep his cool this time. He was pretty sure he knew what she was going to tell him but he had to hear it. Like it or not.
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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on May 31, 2009 21:26:52 GMT -5
Ivy nodded lightly, like she'd been expecting that. She shifted slightly in the doorway. "I went to a bar, got totally trashed and screwed some brunette in the ladies room. If it makes you feel any better, I've showered for hours but I still feel dirty as hell. I've rubbed myself raw over it. I just... I was hurt and upset and wanted to forget, but that's no excuse, and I am sorry." Ivy said, her voice perfectly sincere, and if he couldn't tell then something was wrong with him.
She stepped aside and pulled the door open farther. "You wanna come in?" She asked quietly. She'd understand if he didn't. But Ivy wanted things to be fixed, because she did love him. She really did.
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Post by --- Robbie Alix McGuire on May 31, 2009 21:38:34 GMT -5
Robbies didn't really know what he was supposed to say to that. How he was supposed to react when he hadn't even been able to do that even if he had wanted to. It did hurt. More than he had thought it would but there was something about the fact that it was a chick and not a guy that made it a little less painful. A little less threatening.
He swallowed hard when she was finished and eventually said "Oh" but that was all that slipped from his mouth. He just nodded when she invited him in and then walked into the dorm room through the space she left ajar. He sat down in the living room and rested his hands in his hands to try and think. "I guess it is kind of my fault." he finally mumbled. "I was such an insensertive prick. I was just pissed off and high and..." I'm sorry? Those the words your looking for Rob? Yet it wasn't easy to spit them out, apologies really weren't easy to come by with him. "Am sorry." it took a lot but he got it out. Eventually. And it sounded as sincer as he could possibly expect it to sound.
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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on May 31, 2009 21:48:35 GMT -5
Ivy shut the door and went over to him, sitting on the couch across from the chair he was in. She watched him look more tormented than he ever had in front of her before. And when the word sorry left his lips she knew he meant it, he'd never once said that to basically anyone before. he never admitted a fault. She laid a hand on his thigh and looked at him.
"Sorry I was so jealous, and that I didn't tell you about my daughter. I didn't tell you because it hurts to talk about it. At this point, and certainly two years ago when I had her, I wasn't the mothering type. But a part of me wants that kid so badly... I just couldn't face that. And not in front of you because I hate being vulnerable, and I didn't want you to see me like that." Ivy finally had words for what she had done and why. And maybe he would understand. She'd never really shared any of her emotions with him, except occasional anger, happiness and of course lust. He saw little else.
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Post by --- Robbie Alix McGuire on May 31, 2009 22:10:49 GMT -5
Emotioned weren't really Robbies thing, he was only ever good at showing anger or acting like everything was all fine and dandy. Everything else stayed bottled up and away from the judging public eye. So he knew what she meant and he did understand and he could relate. That was about all he could relate to mind you.
"You want the kid back?" he looked up from his hands sharply and suddernly. He could cope with the idea of her having a kid somewhere else with someone else but having it back? Even the way he felt for her might not have been enough to keep him there for that.
---- Sorry, block S:
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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on May 31, 2009 22:21:47 GMT -5
She pulled her hand away at the sharpness of his actions. "Robbie, I want to forget I even had a kid." She said looking right at him. "I just." And away her eyes went again. "If I got pregnant again, I don't think I could give it away. A part of me wants to be a mother, thats all. I'm not heartless okay, If you'd given birth to a human being, a bit of you, wouldn't part of you want to have it? Look, don't worry about it. It's not like I could have her back if I wanted too." Maybe that wasn't completely true, but she had nothing going for her, no reason why they'd let her have it. No doubt the kid was happy. It didn't matter now.
"Can we just put it behind us? They're not supposed to contact me, it won't come up again." Ivy said with a sigh, holding her own head now. The hangover was crazy and this wasn't helping. She just wanted to make up.
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Post by --- Robbie Alix McGuire on May 31, 2009 22:34:08 GMT -5
Robbie hadn't meant to be a prick about it, he was just, taken aback by the way she said it. The way he had heard it, it sounded like she wanted to have the kid back, that was all. He sighed and looked down for a minute then looked back up at her and reached across to take her hand in his.
"Alright... but it... she's definatly not mine... right?" he had to say it, he'd been pretty sure it was his for a whole long 4 days, he had to make sure. Unfortunatly that brought on another thought though... Who's was it. She. It was a little intimidating. Having someones kid probablly would bring two people kind of close. It would if it were his. It would tie her and whoever it was together. Right? This was another reason he hated relationships. There wasn't ever anything to be unsure about when it came to sleeping around, there was of course all the grose crap, and pregnancies but otherwise... everything was simple and easy.
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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on May 31, 2009 22:41:00 GMT -5
"Definitely not yours." Part of her wished it had been though.
"I found out I was pregnant after coming home from two weeks in Cali. The father is a guy I had a fling with there. Unfortunately he's in NYC. I ran into him at Barnes and Noble, but the point is, she isn't yours and no matter what I want, I can't and won't take her back." That had to be clear enough, part of her did want her kid, just not anytime soon probably.
"That leaves us. You and me. We are still an 'us' right?" She asked, unsure of what he'd say, only because she didn't know how hard he was taking any of it. She wanted him to stay, but she had to make sure.
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Post by --- Robbie Alix McGuire on May 31, 2009 23:00:08 GMT -5
Robbie listened and thought about her last question for a short minute before he gave her hand a small squeeze. "On one condition..." that unusual, stuck in thought look had disapeared from his face and one of his more common, Robbie smirks was on his face. The look that only really could mean one thing.
Come on, was there really any better way for them to prove that things were alright than doing what they did best? With the exception of the last time. But he didn't want to think about that, it was depressing and, just no. Bad sex was something he didn't want to remember.
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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on May 31, 2009 23:08:04 GMT -5
Ivy saw his face and laughed, pressing her forehead to his. Was his condition that she sleep with him? That wasn't really a problem for her, even if she had a splitting headache. Ivy figured he did too.
"Is sex the condition?" She asked with a smirk. "Because that's not really a difficult one." Ivy was glad things were better, getting better, were already better. If they could get through this, they could get through anything as far as she was concerned.
If their sex was wonderful again, then they'd know they were on the right track. last time had been terrible, but that was a blip, a mistake. And now that they both knew she loved him, maybe that woulc make things even better.
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Post by --- Robbie Alix McGuire on May 31, 2009 23:51:00 GMT -5
Robbie laughed and looked into her eyes when she rested her forhead on his "It's not meant to be" he smirked and kissed her, carefully and passionatly "I love you." He'd never once said those words and he hadn't panned to say them at all, especially not at that moment but they just came out, totally involentary and unstopable, but they weren't even scary or hard to say the way he imagined they would be.
He knew he loved her and she'd already told him she loved him, even if she probably hadn't meant o, so what did he really have to lose saying them aloud for her to hear them? It did make it a little more real, a little more official and make him feel like he was in a little deeper than he already felt but it was kind of like an adrenerline rush, the ground was getting further away but it just made things that little more dangerous, scary and fun.
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Post by IVORYmercedesSMITHSONIAN on Jun 1, 2009 7:00:44 GMT -5
Ivy's breath caught in her throat. He'd never said that to her before. Not ever. Not once during so many years. She doubted he'd ever said it to anyone and meant it. But Ivy knew he meant it now. "I love you too Robbie." She replied softly before catching his lips up in a kiss, her fingers running up into his hair.
Ivy needed to feel close to him, needed him. He'd been ignoring her for days, they were really in love. Despite the fact that they figured they'd never be the loving type. It was obvious. And now that it had been said out loud, they could move on, keep going. They could grow.
The kiss wasn't gentle, but it was passionate and needing, and when she released his lips she smirked. "Well, I'm already undressed." She teased tugging lightly on his shirt. Love didn't have to change the way they played.
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