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Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 2, 2016 19:40:59 GMT -5
Her face turned a deeper red when he spoke about just joking about knowing about her crush on him. Things got even worse when she asked why he never said or did anything. She was left completely speechless and she shifted her gaze away from her, bringing a hand to her mouth as she looked towards the window. Her stomach suddenly turned to knots as she stayed in front of him. The only thing she wanted to do right now was dig a hole and jump right into it.
"Uhhh, yea, as kids. You're right. I ...yea." She was stuttering as she tried to play this off as nothing more then him teasing her until she called her a beautiful, happy hippy. She wasn't even sure her face could turn even more red right now.
"You..you think I'm beautiful?" She wasn't about to let him go now. He was going to stay here and explain all this to her. "Because I don't think you're a stick in the mud."
He watched her turn seven shades of red and keep getting redder. She was stuttering and stammering. He heard her words and smirked, "wait you don't still like me do you? I thought you'd be smarter now. You can do better than me, and you know that. You're smart, I ain't right for you."
She asked if he thought she was beautiful. He simply nodded. "Of course I think you're beautiful, I mean look at you. You're sexy beyond fuck and hold yourself well." She said he was t s stick in the mud. "But it's just crush. We could never be together. We're opposites. You're still playing off when we were kids. You know who I am now, what I'm like. You're smart enough to figure I'm not a good guy."
He stepped closer to he. "Come on Amarie be serious with this. Me and you, ain't ever gonna be a thing. Because you can do better."
Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 2, 2016 21:30:09 GMT -5
"Jesus Arden, how am I supposed to respond to that?" She turned away from him for a second, bringing her fingers to the bridge of her nose as he spoke about them not having a chance together. She heard him rise up off the bed and take a step towards her.
"Yea, I know, but I always thought maybe, sometime in the future, you'd come around. It's something that never really left my mind. I know we all kind of grew up and grew apart, but I still thought of you."
She turned around to see him a little closer, looking down at the crudely wrapped arm and the bandages on his face and arm.
"Remember all those times when we were alone? You were so nice to me. Ernie was just trouble, always trying to get me to show him my underwear and Owen just thought I was some dumb kid. I always had so much fun climbing trees with you. You were the one that always helped me get higher."
She shrugged and sat down on the edge of the bed this time leaving him alone. Although if he tried to run, she would tackle his ass, regardless of the more intimate conversation they were having.
"If you say we're not going to ever be a thing, then I guess that's that but if you think I can do better, just go downstairs and think about that." She laughed and shook her head looking up at him with a bit of an exasperated sigh. "Look at the world around you Arden. No one is better then anyone else right now. We all have to figure out how to survive."
"Come around to what? You want me to fall for you? Give in to some crush. I mean I thought of you too, I thought of all of you. I mean once you grew up I could admire you, hint that puberty mark. You flourished. You think I was gonna settle down with you? Shack up or something. You moved on, got an actual job you out grew the bayou. Sure you stayed, got that job down at the mechanics, but you outgrew us," Arden said looking at her.
She went on to talk about the things hey did growing up, alone together. "Yeah I remember. Ernie was always a bad influence. Maybe I had a little crush back, I don't know. You were the only girl that wasn't family either, that probably helped." He gave a laugh and sat beside her. He turned to her, looking her in the eyes. "Remember that one day? The big oak tree on McCreedie's property. The one we could never climb, not even Owen and I. You were set on climbing it. Used your brain and got me to toss a rope up. When the others gave up, went home for supper we stayed. Spent the whole dam night once we got up there in that tree, just me an you, laughing, telling stories."
He smiled. "Hell I remember when Ernie and I taught you how to swim. You didn't give up on us, on me. You kept trying, had to pull your ass outmofmthe water half a dozen times. There was that one dugout, giant hole inthe ground that would collect rain water. We would spend hours in there, all of us. Covered in gross muddy water, splashing and goofing."
Arden stretched his legs out. "I'm not saying it ain't possible. Hell it dam well may happen. There ain't no one else around. But I still think you deserve better than me. I'm a piece of shit, I treat you and my family like shit. But if that's what you want, who am I to say no."
Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 3, 2016 6:33:05 GMT -5
Amarie couldn't believe what she was hearing. He noticed her too but he never acted on it, not because he didn't want to, but because he thought of himself so lowly. She always thought Arden was so confident by the way he acted and carried himself. She never saw him with other girls, although when they got older and spent less time together, she didn't know where he went or who he spent his time with. She could see him and Ernie frequenting a few bars in the area.
"I was so awkward back then. Skinny arms and legs, big feet, buck teeth. Thank God for braces." She shook her head and watched as he sat down next to her. "I remember Ellie yelling at Owen all the time for being an asshole. At least, that's what she would tell me while we sat in her room and listened to music. I'm not sure he was that much of an asshole though."
She put her hands on her knees and looked to him, shaking her head. "I don't know what I deserve Arden but I know what I've always wanted." Again, she blushed as she looked away from him. He needed to sleep and rest now. She got up and went to the little bathroom off the bedroom, opening a little bottle of aspirin she found, popping two pills into her hand and bringing them back out.
"Here, you'll need these for pain." She watched as he took them and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You need to lay down Arden. You have to rest. Don't go into this fight half broken. Remy will make this all work out. Once those bikers at your house are gone, those bikers will leave and all can go back to normal." At least as normal as it could get.
"Yeah but look at you now. Gorgeous, slender, perfect curves. You dam well out grew all of that. We all did. I remember how skinny I was, always with some kind of scrape on my face. Couldn't grow a lick of facial hair, still can't. Remember that summer when the barber shop closed down, and our parents had to cut our own hair. I had that awful bowl cut. You girls were lucky they let you keel it long. Like it better now though, suit you better," Arden said with a laugh.
He watched her. "I remember that. She's always yell at me to get out every time you two,were listening to music. And Owen wasn't an asshole. Most every thing me and him did were because Ernie told us to, and we didn't want to be no chicken. Owen was more of a goofball, he liked pranks, on all of us. He wasn't an asshole, just easily influenced. And Ernie and I were bad influences. Plus Ellie thought everyone was an asshole."
He smirked as he listened to her talk, placing her hand in her knees. "Yeah I still can't shake that. You always wanted me. After all I did to you." She stood up and moved to the bathroom. He shook his head and took the pills when she came back. He swallowed them and felt her hand on his shoulder. He reached out and placed a hand on her side, his eyes looking up at her.
"I know Remy will. But I ain't tired. And I can't sleep knowing a fight may break out down there. If something happens, I want to be able to go down, kick some ass. But only if things get out of hand. Plus I was enjoying our chat, a trip down memory lane. Don't want to stop that yet."
Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 3, 2016 7:42:01 GMT -5
Amarie groaned a little as he started complimenting her again. If he thought she was so pretty back then, she couldn't imagine why he wouldn't at least try. Ernie knew he didn't have a shot in hell with her but did Arden really feel the same way? Arden, somehow, always made her feel special, even when he was teasing the shit out of her with Ernie and Owen. She somehow knew he didn't mean it as he was so sweet and gentle with her when they were alone.
"I miss life before all this. You know, one of the things I miss the most is those big, neighborhood crawfish boils your daddy used to have. The big Christmas get togethers for everyone in the neighborhood." She sat back down on the edge of the bed next to him as she stared a picture on the wall.
She only met the people that used to live here a few times and she was a little sad they didn't spend time getting to know the people around them. The picture was of the farm house after it was first built in the 1800's. It looked so clean and new in the old black and white photo, unlike now with dirty walls and paint peeling outside.
"All the parents would have a good time while us kids played. Remember the one time when that family...who where they...Cliffords or something like that...showed up all dressed up in their Sunday finest? The rest of us were in jeans, overalls and t-shirts, practically covered in mud. I think that was the night Owen and his daddy actually brought an alligator to cook up." She laughed thinking about that night.
"I remember us all looking at it and getting closer and all the girls screaming when the damn thing moved."
She leaned back on the bed, using her hands to support her as she looked over to Arden. "But, I'm telling you Arden, if you keep telling me how pretty I am, I'm gonna get the wrong impression about you and me even after you told me that we ain't getting together because you ain't good enough for me."
"Yeah I miss it too. Life was simpler, didn't have to fight for your own dam house, Werner worried about dead coming all around yah. When all this is over, we'll do a big crawfish boil. When we get our house back. You, me, Remy, we'll get a net, scoop some crawfish on a boat, and gorge ourself on njght on them." He grinned, "maybe get some gumbo going the next day. You still can't handle all that spice we used to add? The one that made your eyes water."
He looked at the photo with her. He remembered the photo his parents had, of the town when it was first built. All the farm shot from a plane. It was different now, so much had changed. He smiled and watched her, leaning back against the wall, stretching his legs out on the bed.
"Yeah it was simpler for sure. Parents would drink, we'd chase each other and roll around the playing games. Always daring each other that they couldn't do this or that." When she spoke of family that lived here he started to laugh. "Oh k remember. All prissy and fancy. Even there dog was clean, unlike old patches. But when did we ever wear our Sunday finest? Think the only time was when someone's grandma died. I remember I only wore the one suit, wore from age eight, to sixteen. Wasn't even bought for me, had been Ernie's before that. Oh yeah. That gator, was Remy's first time eating gator. Man Owen and his pa could cook. Give him any meat he'd cut it up and make a dam find meal. Ernie would tease him that Cookin' is a woman's job. Owen would just say 'didn't see you complaining after six helpings you pig,' the. We'd all laugh and eat some more."
He watched her lean back. She spoke about her and him again, he didn't know what to say at first. This was all new. He didn't know why he didn't do something sooner. Maybe it was the age gap, maybe it was because she was his sister best friend. Or maybe he just didn't think he truly was right for her. Any way, he didn't know what to say.
"I don't know, maybe I changed my mind. Maybe you can settle for soemthing less, lower your standards now that everyone is dead." He smirked. "I thought it was a childhood crush. That you didn't have feelings for me now. It changes things, because maybe I do now too." He looked away from her. "All this talk about us growing up as kids. We didn't even get to the good part, us as teens. All that drinking, the old party house. Playing all those stupid party games, like some bad eighties teen movie."
"You ever there when we played that one, in the closet. What was that called?"
Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 3, 2016 14:40:28 GMT -5
Amarie listened and smiled as they spoke about the old parties and how they used to act as kids. They weren't much better as teenagers, but that's when Ernie and Arden started to get a little more wild. The ante was usually upped with them and firecrackers turned into bb guns...bb guns turn into real guns and drugs and alcohol became more then just the old 'just say no' slogan. It became 'oh hell yes' for some of them. Not her. She didn't like drugs, but she did have booze at the parties.
"You mean five minutes of heaven where you, meaning the girls, get chosen to go into a closet with a boy and make out? I hated that game." She laughed and shook her head. She got chosen once and it was awful.
"I had to go in there with Elliot. You remember that kid? Kind of tall, lanky guy, buzz cut. He was a good kisser, but all he wanted to do was get his hands under my shirt." She shook her head and laughed. "He joined the police force you know."
She ignored the fact he said feelings for her as she spoke, trying to process it, although it seemed weird that somehow they just popped up.
"So what, now you think you could have feelings for me? Like you just turned on a light switch and there they were? If I hadn't said anything, if I had just let you tease me about having a childhood crush, what then? Would you still feel the same or is more about possibly getting a piece of pussy now, Arden?"
Last Edit: Mar 3, 2016 14:53:28 GMT -5 by Amarie Elliott
"Yeah that one. I Remember how all the girls were scared to pick me and Ernie. Them St Moreaux boys that their momma's warned them about. Yet they gushed over us when we brought the booze to play those stupid games. But Owen though,mhismbaby face and blue eyes, the girls worshipped him. I surprised your crush wasn't on his ass,"'Arden said calmly. "I remember Elliot though too. He was at Ernie's hearing. Dam funny now thinking that he picked Ernie up on those phoney rape charges. Half the kids we went to school with became cops. Jake, Duke, Otis, all fuckin' pigs. Elliot looks the same too. Still was tall,making,managed head. Only now he has that cop 'stache."
He listened to her again. His gaze fell down when she finished speaking.
"Maybe I thought your feelings for me ended as a child. Hell I didn't have them till you grew older. By then I was already grown up, I couldn't do anything. Get my ass thrown in jail for being with a kid," Arden said with a huff, "then you grew up too. I'd see you around town, with that smile. We only talked, hell at family gatherings, and a few times in passing. We grew apart. I admired you from afar,fixing bikes and cars. You ignored me then. Maybe that's why i fell for yah. This ain't about pussy Amarie, I never gave a fuck about that. Never did before, don't now. So what I teased you, I thought you outgrew the dam feelings. Maybe what I feel is..I don't know, attraction. But feelings are involved. I knew you my whole life."
Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 3, 2016 21:35:09 GMT -5
Amarie shook her head and laughed as he spoke about Owen being the apple of all the girl's eyes. "Well, honestly, I always thought he was pretty hot, but he would never look twice at a girl like me. He saw me like a little sister, like all ya'll did."
She looked over at him as he sprawled out on the bed offering a smile. "Besides, I didn't want to be like all them other girls. He had a ton of girlfriends. I didn't want to be in one of those lines."
She pushed back on the bed, leaning up against the other end of the frame as she turned to look at him slightly. At least she wasn't blushing as much when he was talking about her crush on him. "You were never like a brother to me even though Ellie was like a sister. You know how shy I was..and still am. It was only by pure accident you found out about this." Now that blush did creep up her cheeks as she spoke about this. Damn, she wasn't any good at this.
"I haven't really had many boyfriends. The few I did have were other mechanics and they left me because I wouldn't sleep with them, I think. I don't know. You really should sleep, Arden. You ain't gonna be no good to anyone injured and wound up."
"Plus you weren't blonde enough for him," Arden said with a laugh, "you may have been a little sister then. But that was then. Everyone sure as hell didn't see you that way when we grew up. None of us saw anything like that in anyone once we grew up. And I don't blame you, I wouldn't want to be like the girls he was all with. Shallow, you were always more than that." He smirked and laid back.
He saw the blush and grinned. She was so cute when she blushed, shy, stuttering and stammering. "I wasn't? Guess I didn't protect you like I did the others. You could look out for yourself. You may be shy, but you were smart. I'm surprised you didn't say something sooner. I thought you outgrew your shyness. Guess we both couldn't make up the nerve to do anything."
He laid back. "I haven't had many girlfriends either," Arden said calmly. He meant it, a few local girls, a bartender. None lasted. "You think I should sleep? You going to go run down there, or are you staying to babysit me some more?" He laid down stretching out his legs. He put his good arm under his head. "Stay here, lay down. Not the first time we've slept together. Just a quick nap."
Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 4, 2016 6:23:53 GMT -5
Amarie watched him as he spoke and nodded with a smile as he spoke about her not being 'blonde' enough for Owen. "That's true. What happened with him? Did he make it? Have you seen him?"
She didn't see him at all and honestly she really wasn't looking for him. She knew Owen and Arden were also tight, but like he said, everyone kind of grew apart. He stated that he was in the same boat that she was when it came to seeing and dating people and thankfully he didn't probe deeper into her love life before all this.
"Well, we're here now, together. I suppose that counts for something, right?"
When he laid down and stretched out, it looked like he was finally taking her advise to rest and be prepared for more. They were going to have a long next few weeks on their hand and they had to be vigilant. She was nervous about what was about to happen and nervous they were out manned, but not necessarily outgunned. When he asked her to lay down next to him, she slipped off her boots and laid down, looking up to the ceiling.
"I'll stay here and babysit you for a bit. Just sleep. If something happens, I'll wake you up."
"Owen, hell last I saw him he was leaving for a trip. Taking his dad to see some sick aunt or uncle. He left a few weeks before, I ain't seen him since. Didn't really talk to him much either. We grew apart same as you an' me, or anybody else in our close circle. I still used the meat shop for storage or to make deliveries now and then, but I don't think he liked it. He did it out of friendship, taking the path down the dark turn. Storing illegal drugs and alcohol in his shop." Arden shrugged. "He was pretty angry at me last we spoke, took a swing at me. I was just lucky it wasn't with the meat cleaver."
He looked at her, "it does count for something. Maybe this end of the world crap was what we needed. Shock us to see who we truly are. I ain't much, but I'll do what is needed. You get that right? Maybe this is fate, destiny, if you believe all that crap, but it brought us together again, soon all of us. I know Ernie's out there, Ellie, even Owen. We'll all be together again."
He laid back down. Pulling off his boots with his free hand he rested his head on the pillow. He hadn't slept in an actual bed in weeks, it felt good, better than the ground. He closed his eyes, thinking of Amarie laying next to him. She was laying in the side of his broken arm, he couldn't touch her, couldn't really do anything with one wing.
Rolling over he looked at her. Leaning forward he pressed his lips against hers. It was soft, light, and quick as he pulled off. He rolled back over and fsce the other way, close his eyes so he could get some sleep. He felt his body relaxed, he would be asleep soon, she could think all about that and scold him when he got up.
Post by Amarie Elliott on Mar 4, 2016 10:48:21 GMT -5
Amarie lay quietly next to his side as he spoke about Owen disappearing then doing more illegal stuff for Ernie. She was surprised to hear that considering he always seemed to be the one that would walk the straight and narrow path. She kept that thought to herself and really hoped what he was saying was true.
"I miss Ellie." She did. Ellie was her best friend and although she really didn't know Remy that well, when they did hang out, she always liked her. She didn't quite party like the rest of them and she assumed it was a city girl thing. Remy also went on to college and into the world of medicine.
She just laid there when they were done talking, assuming Arden was drifting off to sleep when he rolled towards her and leaned in to kiss her. It was soft and quick, reassuring that what she was telling him would not go unnoticed before he turned his back and rolled to his good arm to sleep. Her heart was racing in her chest, beating so loudly she was certain he would hear it. She didn't say anything, frozen with the lingering sensations of his lips against her. If he wasn't so injured, she was certain more would happen. But he had to rest. He had to.
Last Edit: Mar 4, 2016 17:49:25 GMT -5 by Amarie Elliott
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
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Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
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