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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 0:06:51 GMT
Ryder hugged him back, tightly. "I will, leaf. Go be strong." He kissed his forehead as he ran off into the night. He needed to find him soon. There was no telling what he would do to their house. Obviously his brother would have told him what happened and that would mean the cat was out of the bag.
"I know your mom very well." Christrain grinned. This girl had no idea who he was and she wasn't strong enough to fight him now. "I believe you had a run in with my brother earlier."
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Dec 15, 2012 0:09:20 GMT
Post by Forrest/Leaf/Teagan on Dec 15, 2012 0:09:20 GMT
LEaf went back upstairs to his moms room, he managed a weak smile, taking his dads seat and holding his moms hand...
Forrest tilted her head at him, a frown on her brow "you hurt my mama didn't you?" she asked, back up until her abck hit the back of the chair and she started edging sideways, tryign to get away from him, her eyes blinked rappidly
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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 0:41:53 GMT
"I didn't hurt your mother. I simply... Didn't give her an option." His tattoos showed now, giving away who he was. His eyes narrowed. "I hear that your mother can't keep her mouth shut though, seeing as you tried to kill what you thought was me." Christian sat straighter in his chair, staring at her. He smirked. "You see, mommy and me, we had sex, consensually, the day of the shops Christmas party. And then, when I asked her if we could continue, she said no."
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Dec 15, 2012 0:43:55 GMT
Post by Forrest/Leaf/Teagan on Dec 15, 2012 0:43:55 GMT
Forrest stared at him, watching him,her eyes glancing at his tattoos "why did you bring me here?" she said softly, her eyes getting wide, she chewed on her lip, fingers pulling at the blanket, wanting to go home "i want to go home...." she made her lip bleed a little, making herself whimper
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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 1:22:34 GMT
"To prove a point to Brooklyn that she can't just run her mouth about me." Christian was talking casually now. He would give her back, eventually. He moved his finger along on the table. "I imagine your daddy will be here soon, but I can't promise that you'll be spared from witnessing it. Why were you all alone anyway? Huh? Brother get you? Ryder yell at you? Your moms better off with me."
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Dec 15, 2012 1:24:56 GMT
Post by Forrest/Leaf/Teagan on Dec 15, 2012 1:24:56 GMT
Forrest looked down at her hands, picking at her nails, she shifted in her seat, letting her gaurd down "daddy stopped me from hurting that man, then told me off and Leaf grabbed my arms..." she glanced up "whys mommy better off with you?"
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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 1:33:18 GMT
Christian laughed. "That would be just like him. In all honesty, he's just keeping you safe." Christian wasn't a bad guy until he was pushed too far, and breaking an agreement was definitely too far. "I can keep her working a full time job. She doesn't have to deal with your dads crazy dramatics. I can please her daily. It's better here."
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Dec 15, 2012 1:36:07 GMT
Post by Forrest/Leaf/Teagan on Dec 15, 2012 1:36:07 GMT
"what about me and my brother?" she frowned at him, shifting in her seat, she rubbed her face, her eyes and tried not to yawn but couldn't help it. "mommy wouldn't leave me and Leaf" she went back to chewing on her lip, eyes growing heavy as the exhaustion started to catch up. Forrest binked at him, then at teh clock, then back at him
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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 1:52:52 GMT
"You know, she said that too. She said he would never give up her kids and that was why we agreed she would never tell anyone." Christian shrugged. "She broke that promise. It's not my fault if she breaks the agreement. Nobody was supposed to know." His voice was soft now. He wasn't going to torture her, but any torture he could bring to Ryder and Brooke was positive in his eyes.
Within two more minutes, there was slamming on the door. "Just in time." Christian smirked and stood up. He knew that Forrest's eyes were drooping. She couldn't stop him. He opened the door and glared at Ryder. "Can I help you?"
Without any words, Ryder put out his fist and connected with Christian's face. "Do not ever touch my wife."
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Dec 15, 2012 1:56:03 GMT
Post by Forrest/Leaf/Teagan on Dec 15, 2012 1:56:03 GMT
Forrest heard the banging, she struggled to her feet, her face scrunching as she tried to get more awake, she stumbled to the kitchen doorway, blinking into the dim hall as a smack sounded, she peered out, fear on her features as her sleepy brain couldnt comprehend who was hitting christian, and how she knew them.
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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 2:08:12 GMT
Christian bucked up at him after getting punched. "What the hell is your problem." His voice was cold as he steppe outside and made the door cracked so that Ryder couldn't see in. "We fucked. What else do you want to hear? I had sex with her. She had sex with me and your lovely little daughter tried to burn me into a crisp." He advanced on him, getting frustrated.
"No! She is in the hospital in labor because of your dumbass! She's five and a half months pregnant and you stress her out so bad that she could lose the baby!" Ryder's voice was loud as he screamed at him.
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Dec 15, 2012 2:16:32 GMT
Post by Forrest/Leaf/Teagan on Dec 15, 2012 2:16:32 GMT
Forrest frowned "daddy?" she said softly, trying to get to the door but she suddenly fell down, too tired to move, she curled up onto her side, "daddy!" she callled, trying to be loud but sounding more like a kitten calling for its parent
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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 2:50:38 GMT
Ryder thought he heard someone say daddy but he wasn't sure. He went to move Christian aside but while he had let his mind wander, Chris had time to whip out a gun. His eyes widened. It was pointed right between his eyes. He bit down on his lip and closed his eyes. "Please don't shoot me." His voice was soft. He wanted to be back at the hospital with Brooklyn.
"Why not? Why shouldn't I shoot you?" Christian narrowed his eyes, his finger playing on the trigger.
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Dec 15, 2012 2:52:43 GMT
Post by Forrest/Leaf/Teagan on Dec 15, 2012 2:52:43 GMT
Forrest saw the hard metal thing, and a shriek came to her throat, it seeped out "daddy!" she managed to yell and pull herself ot her feet "please don't shoot my daddy" he whimper came out as she tugged on Christians hand, like a child of 5 asking for a treat "please don't"
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Post by Brooklyn York on Dec 15, 2012 2:58:46 GMT
Ryder saw Forrest and his heart dropped. "What have you done with her? Is she hurt? Forrest, are you hurt?" His vice was full of concern but the gun was still pointed at his head. "Let me go, Christian. Let me get back to Brooklyn. And my daughter!" His voice was more stern now. He wanted to be free of this individual but it was not working out.
"She's not yours anymore, Ryder!" Christian started to push his finger down on the trigger, but before he could push it too far down, Ryder swung his hand up and knocked Christians arm as he ducked. The bullet went into a nearby tree as Ryder snaked it out of his hands. His PTSD was kicking in again.
He was not in his own mind again and as he grabbed the gun; he felt the feelings flooding back into him. Ryder's eyes were dark now. His breathing ragged. "I said, she's mine. We're done." This voice wasn't familiar. It was hard, loud, cold, icy and definitely from someone in the military. Without thinking a minute more, Ryder pulled the trigger.
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