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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 25, 2008 15:31:10 GMT -4
He looked at her with his dark eyes. They were intense, full of questions. "What did he do to you?" he asked in a firm voice.
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 25, 2008 15:45:34 GMT -4
Hit me.. she said, whispering. She wanted to tell him more, but her voice wouldn't let her.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 25, 2008 16:02:32 GMT -4
Jacob's dark eyes flashed in anger. Not at Camille, but at Jayden. He sat down and scooted close to Camille, though he knew he would be mad at himself later. "What else?" he could tell there was more.
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 25, 2008 16:08:42 GMT -4
She took a deep breath before speaking again. He hit me whenever he got mad. Even when he wasn't mad, he'd hit me. He.. she stopped, sighing. She didn't know how to say it. It was.. weird. You didn't just randomly tell people these things. .. Used to touch me. And I don't just mean a hug.. she said, continuing. Turning back to him, she spoke, pain showing in her eyes. Jacob.. He's the reason that.. I'm not.. she stopped again.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 25, 2008 16:40:22 GMT -4
Jacob's dark eyes were pained. He listened with heartaching disbelief. He wanted her to tell him everything; open up. Even if they ended up not dating, couldn't Jacob be her friend anyway. "He used to what, Camille? What did he used to do? How did he used to touch you?" He wondered. Jacob was angry. He was glad that he was made to destroy vampires. Perhaps he could start on this bloke.
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 25, 2008 16:47:26 GMT -4
In ways I shouldn't be touched. she said, looking away. Jacob.. he raped me. I'm not a virgin anymore because of him. she said, looking back at him, her eyes showing how badly she wanted to cry. How badly she wanted to be anyone but herself.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 25, 2008 17:00:42 GMT -4
Jacob threw himself off of the bed and stormed into the hallway, punching the wall. He hit the wall with an astounding force, cracking a hole in it. His body shook like a tuning fork, his anger radiating off of him. Jacob swore loudly before muttering long sentences in his tribal language.
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 25, 2008 17:06:31 GMT -4
She watched as he left the room, sighing and laying back on the bed. She shrieked as he swore, hitting the wall and making a hole in it. She didn't go by him, though. She was afraid to.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 27, 2008 2:37:41 GMT -4
Jacob was trying to calm down, but he was a blurr. His shape wasn't holding and he was very dangerous. Jacob was trying not to phase and he was winning, but who knew for how long? This was horrible, his vibrating like a tuning fork. He was ashamed at how he was behaving, but honestly! The things that man had done to Camille! That wasn't right. That wasn't how you treated someone.
Five minutes more passed before Jacob could hold his shape together with minimal shaking in his hands. Occasionally he would feel the rash of heat flood down his back, but he ignored it. Slowly he pulled away from the wall and walked to the doorway of Camille's bedroom.
"I'm sorry," he said in a husky tone.
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 27, 2008 12:25:03 GMT -4
Hearing footsteps, she looked up, seeing Jacob in the doorway, and hearing him say sorry. Sighing, she looked away. It's not your fault.. she said, almost whispering. Pulling her knee up to her chest, she sighed. She didn't know what to do. Or what he'd do for that matter. Currently, she was afraid. Afraid of what he mght do to her.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 27, 2008 14:04:25 GMT -4
Jacob could see that Camille didn't trust him. At the moment, he didn't really blame her. It wasn't her fault - it was his. Jacob was a horrible, awful person. Oops. Jacob was crazy sometimes.
"I am really sorry, Camille," he said gently. Jacob took a few unsure steps into her room. He paused, waiting for a minute, before proceeding to the bed. Jacob took Camille into his arms. He was better - he was okay now. He was going crazy, he was feeling crazy, but he wanted to let Camille know that he was there for her. That he cared about her.
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 27, 2008 21:48:04 GMT -4
As he spoke, she exhaled, hearing him take a few steps into the room. But she didn't look at him. Not yet. Feeling the bed move, she felt his arms around her. Wrapping her arms around him, she rested her head on his shoulder, sighing. I shouldn't have told you.. she whispered, wondering what he'd say. Although, if she hadn't told him, none of this would have happened. But she wondered what he thought of her now. Now that he knew why she was how she was.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 27, 2008 22:39:54 GMT -4
Jacob felt bad for Camille, but he didn't hate her. He hoped that she didn't think that. "No, no, no," he murmured. He pulled her close. "Thank you for telling me. Thank you for sharing your past with me. Thank you for being so honest with me. I truly appreciate it," he said honestly. He pulled Camille as close as he possibly could.
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 27, 2008 22:44:56 GMT -4
She exhaled softly, closing her eyes as he spoke. She didn't say anything, though. She sighed, wondering what to say. What did you say when you just told someone the reason you are who you are? You don't know.. how hard.. it was to trust just you.. she said, her voice changing pitch. Now, if she were a human, she'd be crying. In a way, she was glad she wasn't crying. Back when she was a human, she hated crying in front of others. And she knew guys hated it too.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 27, 2008 22:54:10 GMT -4
"Oh Camille," he said, rocking her back and forth. Jacob held her close to him and just held her. "It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay. Thank you so much," he murmured. He held her close and just rocked her. He mused with her hair a little bit. He just wanted her to know that he cared about her, but not in a sick way or anything. He cared about Camille as much as he could and he felt so bad for what she had gone through. If he could, he would hurt the sick man that had made her like this.
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