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Dec 29, 2014 20:06:49 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 29, 2014 20:06:49 GMT -6
"Not a problem, Artemis, you help me more than you know. Lately we have been lost in our feelings, and this represents my utmost desire to return to what we were."
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Dec 29, 2014 20:36:38 GMT -6
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Post by Nero on Dec 29, 2014 20:36:38 GMT -6
I knew he was referring to Belle's mother. "Belle's mother rubbed a nerve I think is still exposed... and unfortunately we just keep butting heads in the worse way..."
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Dec 29, 2014 20:40:52 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 29, 2014 20:40:52 GMT -6
Bishop turned her around and stared into her eyes.
"I love you."
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Dec 29, 2014 20:42:11 GMT -6
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Post by Nero on Dec 29, 2014 20:42:11 GMT -6
"I love you too." I stared into his eyes and even smiled.
"But.."
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Dec 29, 2014 20:45:06 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 29, 2014 20:45:06 GMT -6
Bishop tilted his head at the dangerous word.
"But what?"
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Dec 29, 2014 20:47:20 GMT -6
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Post by Nero on Dec 29, 2014 20:47:20 GMT -6
"We dance around it... I want to talk about my parents... Not a lot.. but I think it may by needed."
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Dec 31, 2014 12:38:10 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 31, 2014 12:38:10 GMT -6
"I agree, but only if you really want to."
Bishop moves to look Nero in the eyes, deeply.
"Where do you want to do it at?"
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Dec 31, 2014 13:55:20 GMT -6
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Post by Nero on Dec 31, 2014 13:55:20 GMT -6
"Anywhere but a church?" I smiled sheepishly at him, wrapping an arm around him.
"Remmi likes this little diner near here. They make some killer sandwiches, we could go there?"
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Dec 31, 2014 16:01:25 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Dec 31, 2014 16:01:25 GMT -6
"Sandwiches were all you need say."
Bishop and Nero walk hand in hand out of the church, closing the door behind them as they walked towards the car. Driving a short distance, they arrive at the diner and exit the car.
"I've seen this place but I have never thought to eat here."
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Dec 31, 2014 20:02:32 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Dec 31, 2014 20:02:32 GMT -6
"Well you know me and Remmi, we know all the good places." We took a seat in the back, away from the few customers that where here this early in the morning.
The waitress took our drink order and walked away as I looked across the table from me. He smiled at me and I started the hardest thing I've done in awhile.
"My mother's name was Marie and my father went by two names. I knew him better by Tylor. He abandoned Marie and Me when I was 6... She was a mess, to say the least, and turned to alcohol to numb the pain."
I stopped as the drinks showed up.
"Know what you two want?"
"I'll take the omelet, egg whites only. With bacon and cheese."
"And for you?"
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Jan 2, 2015 11:11:13 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Jan 2, 2015 11:11:13 GMT -6
Bishop looked up at the waitress.
"I'll just take whatever the special is today.
He said, trying to not sound as uninterested in food as he was. He was hungry, but Nero wouldn't continue her story with her standing there.
"I can see the resemblance to Belle's family, and also why you reacted the way you did."
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Jan 2, 2015 18:50:55 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Jan 2, 2015 18:50:55 GMT -6
"Yeah... Tylor gave me the same spill Belle's mother did. 'Leaving for our safety...' as if a child is safe with an unstable parent..." I leaned back in the booth as my leg started to bounce. My eyes drifted down to the place setting on the table.
"Tylor was my wrestling manager... For years before I found out he was my father... He thought he could just be a part of my life and for Belle it would have been worse. She thought her mother was dead.
There is no love in abandoning your child, no protection... It's just selfish."
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Jan 2, 2015 18:57:50 GMT -6
Post by Bishop on Jan 2, 2015 18:57:50 GMT -6
Bishop put his hands palms up on the table, underneath where Nero was looking, as though to offer them to be held.
"That made you the Artemis you are today, and...it actually makes me think what my parents think of everything Michael and I have done.
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Jan 2, 2015 19:12:19 GMT -6
Post by Nero on Jan 2, 2015 19:12:19 GMT -6
"Parents are a horrible thing." I sounded like I was joking, but it hard to tell exactly given our topic of choice. I put my hands in his and looked up to meet his eyes.
"You didn't turn out too bad." I smiled at him, at least as much as I could.
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Jan 3, 2015 5:21:33 GMT -6
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Post by Bishop on Jan 3, 2015 5:21:33 GMT -6
"A matter of perspective I suppose."
He kept his words simple, and encouraging. He was here to learn, and to support. That was his love, resounding and true. His heart welled at the sight of her glistening eyes, looking at him as though they were exposed. This was a side of Nero that not many saw, and just for a moment, it was the only side he remembered.
The waitress arrived as they were staring at each other...
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