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Post by Sunny on Jul 20, 2008 1:50:40 GMT -5
-Jason looked at her blankly, under it though was confusion "People who ahven't been there have a hard time understanding hoe painful and strong the adiction is." Jason didn't move he needed it now. He didn't want to but he did. He sat there wanting it to be with a girl that he could conect with like Cara, but cara was a lady she'd never go for it.
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Post by carajean on Jul 20, 2008 2:00:37 GMT -5
Cara rose from the bed and picked up her suitcase. Opening it she removed the few clothes she had taken back to Birmingham with her. "Believe me, the adiction isn't the only painful part about it." She told him. "I've been there many a times." She looked at him over her shoulder. "All the time I was in my uptight English schools, learning the proper way of doing things, I wished I were a Lady, that some part of royalty would come and take me away from the hell that I call life." She laughed as she turned around and sat on the ground. "Then I face reality and tell myself to stop day-dreaming. Horses make a really good distraction to everything else.""
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Post by Sunny on Jul 20, 2008 16:04:38 GMT -5
-"You had a sex adiction?" He stated blankly. He sat there calmly just lsitening to cara's voice.
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Post by carajean on Jul 20, 2008 16:13:41 GMT -5
Cara laughed and shook her head. "Probably would have made life a little more interesting." She rested her head back against the wardrobe, it would be so easy for her just to close her eyes right now and let sleep take over. "I was normally the person under the one with the addiction."
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Post by Sunny on Jul 20, 2008 16:24:27 GMT -5
"It would be the same with me and you." He said staring at his feet.
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Post by carajean on Jul 20, 2008 16:40:45 GMT -5
She gave a sleepy smile. "There are herbs you can give to horses, mix into their feeds, with hormonal imbalances. I wonder if the herbs would work just as well on humans." She said as she played with the cuffs on her shirt. "I am going to have such a hangover in the morning."
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Post by Sunny on Jul 20, 2008 16:51:23 GMT -5
-Jason laughed a bit. "well I better get going, call that hooker." he got up and headed for the door.
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Post by carajean on Jul 20, 2008 17:37:33 GMT -5
Cara rose to her feet and followed Jason to the door. "No doubt I will be seeing you around." She said, her voice losing the sleepiness from a moment before. "Have fun, but not too much. And again, I am sorry about what my mare did."
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Post by Sunny on Jul 20, 2008 22:08:46 GMT -5
-"bye cara" he said with a slight half smile and then he left
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Post by carajean on Jul 20, 2008 23:10:11 GMT -5
"Bye." She replied.
Once he was gone she pushed the door closed. She walked back over to her bed and sat down. However much her head was pounding and how inviting the idea of sleep was, she had no intention of going to sleep.
Leaning over the edge of her bed, she reached underneath and pulled out her guitar case, one trophy she had managed to bring back from St Marys when she was there. Putting the case on the bed, she opened it and pulled the instrument out.
After replacing a couple of the strings and tuning the guitar, she strummed a couple of cords. Closing her eyes she let herself melt into what she was playing.
"smile an ever lasting smile
a smile can bring you near to me
don't ever let me find you gone
'cause that would bring a tear to me..."
She placed her hand over the strings to stop the music as she swallowed hard. "Why'd you have to leave me?" She whispered into the room, a tear sliding down her cheek. Before she had woken to the voice of the nurse, it was her parents she had seen, and just before she could reach them - or they her - they had vanished into thin air, and she had woken up.
"talk in ever lasting words
and dedicate them all to me
and I will give you all my life
i'm here if you should call to me
you think that I don't even mean
a single word I say
it's only words
and words are all I have
to take your heart away"
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Post by Sunny on Jul 21, 2008 10:59:30 GMT -5
-Jason stood out side the door and listened. The music was beautiful. Jason stood there and listining to Cara slid to the floor.
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Post by carajean on Jul 21, 2008 18:23:00 GMT -5
"da da da da da da da
da da da da da da da da da da
da da da da da da da
da da da da da da da da da da
this world has lost its glory
let's start a brand new story
now my love
you think that I don't even mean
a single word I say
it's only words
and words are all I have
to take your heart away"
She opened her eyes as she whispered the last line. Rising to her feet she placed the guitar in the corner of her room and removed a scrapbook and a handful sketchbooks out from the bottom of her wardrobe.
Sitting on the bed again, she scattered the books across the bedspread. These books contained her memories... well good ones anyway. The sketch book contained drawings of children she had fostered with, or other kids in orphanages. Ponies she had meet in the past. The scrapbook had newpaper clipping of all the different competitions she had been in that had made some paper or magazine.
She picked up the scrapbook and leafed through the pages; there was a young girl smiling out of the pictures, in a leotard holding flowers, in a skating outfit, looking hot and flustered but like she was on top of the world, Sitting astride one pony or another, clearning fences or riding around a dressage arena, or a young ballerina dancing through some scene. Slamming the book closed, she threw it across the room. She wanted nothing to do with the girl smiling out of the pictures. She was a washed-up has-been, ask anyone at St Marys.
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Post by Sunny on Jul 22, 2008 11:43:55 GMT -5
-Jason got up and sobberly walked to his room.
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