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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 26, 2007 23:26:27 GMT -5
Marinna walked into the park, wearing a pair of dark, skinny jeans with a bright blue baseball tee and a black jacket over it. Her feet were covered with a pair of black and white converse sneakers that barely made a sound as she walked. Another night in the park, hoping this time that little Ella girl wouldn't sneak up on her. She looked around, green and red plaid blanket in hand. Some would call her crazy for wanting to come to the park late at night, in the freezing cold, while it was snowing.
However, she didn't mind the cold and she was just looking for a way to relax. Looking at the stars helped her to let go of everything that was going on. It was like her escape from reality. Looking around quickly to make sure there weren't any damn girls on horses riding around the park in the middle of the night, she placed her blanket on the ground underneath her favorite tree. She then sat down on it and laid back, the stars shined so much tonight, it was amazing. The gentle snowfall just added to it, making her smile from it's beauty.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 26, 2007 23:58:39 GMT -5
After getting publically beaten in the cafeteria at the school, his wounds had not yet healed, his face was still nicked and cut, and he had a wrap around on his head, he had a black eye, and stitches in his other eyebrow.. He looked pretty rough, but he wasnt a crybaby. The only reason he lost is because Tyrone had his goons jump in. He would fight Tyrone again any time, any day..
But he came to the park to think, to get away from it all, alot of shit was going on, he had problems definently, and he missed talking to Rinna, Rinna was a good friend.. He couldnt afford to loose that.. But he walked along the sidewalk, whih had a thin sheet of snow and ice on it from where it had previously been shoveled.. But it was like midnight, he didnt think anyone would be here, until he seen a womanly figure, as he got closer, he noticed it was.. or was it, Rinna?
Tonight he wore a pair of brown cowboy boots, they were Justin boots., a pair of tight nuthugger Wrangler rodeo bootcut bluejeans, a tucked in white longsleeve Remington Redneck hunting shirt with a rebel flag on it, and his tanned Carhartt jacket, his beltbuckle which had a big golden J on it was visible, as his Green and black John Deere hat sat snugly on his head above his headwrap.. He looked at her with his one non swollen eye, and decided to talk to her, "Hey there.." He said, as he came up beside her.. He then seen it was Rinna, he gasped a bit.. "Oh, sorry.." He said, as he turned away, kind of sadly and headed for a bench.. he sighed to himself..
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 27, 2007 0:06:57 GMT -5
Marinna looked up and saw Jackson. The aftermath of the commotion at school was pretty bad. It looks as if he'd gotten the short end of the stick when everyone jumped in on him and then Tyrone busting him up with the brass knuckles. "No, wait," she said looking up at him as he was walking away, "Sit, really. We should talk."
She was wanting to apologize for everything. The womanizer comments and such in the pre-fight had probably been due to her. She waited for him to sit down, thinking about every word she was going to say. She had missed talking to him, a lot. She wanted to know everything that had been happening with them since the ball game anf she wanted to tell him about her and Viktor.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 27, 2007 0:13:12 GMT -5
Jackson raised his head and looked at her as she approached him, he took a marlboro red out of his pocket, out of the pack, and lit it with a cheap zippo lighter.. He took a drag off of it blowing smoke out of his nose as he put the lighter away, he looked over at her.. "Well, I really wanted to talk to you to.." He said, sighing a bit, but it was true, he really did.. He inhaled about half of that cigarette in 2 minutes.. He sighed a bit, looking at her as he finished his cig off, and put it out on the ground.. He turned to look at her.. "So..."
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 27, 2007 0:18:53 GMT -5
Marinna looked back over at him, "You know I hate that." She was referring to him smoking the cigarette. The smell of the smoke was enough to make her puke. It was by far the nastiest smell ever. Sh looked over at him, waiting for the words to come out of her mouth. I'm sorry, was it really that hard to say?
"Listen," she said looking at him, "I'm sorry for everything. The fighting, the getting you beaten up, wishing for you to get beat, EVERYTHING. I hope you can forgive me." As she finished her speedy apology, she took a long deep breath and looked up at the stars in anticipation of a response.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 27, 2007 1:48:25 GMT -5
Jackson looked at her, blowing the rest of the smoke out of his nose, he then raised his head to speak to her.."Well, I used to hate it too, until shit got so damn fucked up around here.." He smiled, looking down at the ground.. He rubbed his stitches in his eyebrow gently as he then kicked some snow with his boots, he raised his head as she apologized, he nodded his head.. "It's alright, It's mostly my fault anyways.." He said, looking down admitting his defeat.. He then reached over, putting an arm around her and pulling her close as he hugged her in a friendly-like manner.. "Listen, I'm gonna always be here for ya, Through the good times and the bad, ya understand?" He said with a smile, it took a hell of a man to do this after a girl did some of the shit to you that Reetard did to Jack.
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 27, 2007 1:51:35 GMT -5
Marinna looked back over to Jackson, "I know that, Jacky Poo. I hope you know i'll be here for you as well. Did you hear about me and Viktor getting back together again?" She smiled when she said his name, she just became overjoyed at the mere thought of him. That boy made her so happy, "What's new with you?"
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 27, 2007 1:57:12 GMT -5
Jackson nodded his head as she asked him if he had heard of her and Viktor, he nodded his head a bit.. "Yeah, I heard.. But I dont really think that he likes me too much.." He said, with a slight tilt of his head, he looked up at the sky, watching the snow fall and hit him on the face, it kind of releived the pressure and soreness of his face, which would take a couple of weeks to heal from the shit that it had to go through.. "You better hope I dont get my hands on Tyrone when he's alone.." He exclaimed, running a hand down his own cheek, feeling the swollen, cut places..
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 27, 2007 2:02:05 GMT -5
"I don't think so either," she said in reference to Viktor's feelings about him, "I think it's because of Tyrone and maybe hearing about the other night when you bruised my arm from dragging me out of Chloe's car." She looked down to her arm, where the bruise was covered. "Oh, well shit happens." She looked back up to him, "Don't go after him, it's only going to get worse." She didn't want Jackson to get hurt more but most of all she didn't want Viktor to get dragged into all of this. Even though, in the condition he's in right now, he couldn't do much about it anyways.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 27, 2007 2:05:26 GMT -5
Jackson turned to look at her, she should have known that if she pissed him off it would have gotten violent. He shook his head a bit.. "Well, I cant help what happened in the past.." He said as he grabbed her arm more gently and looked at the bruise, he shook his head and then let her arm go free back down to her leg where it rested. He sighed a bit as he coughed, the effects of smoking those cancer sticks was already prevalent in his body.. He then turned to her as she made the comments about Tyrone.."No, Rinna.. This is one thing youre not gonna talk me out of, That son of a bitch is gona get his ass kicked even if I have to go drag him out of his house." He said this in a harsh tone, he meant it.
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 27, 2007 2:23:01 GMT -5
"I suppose," she said looking down at her arm, "I was kinda asking for it, I guess." She looked down now at her feet. Something was on her mind, you could tell but she was still deciding whether or not to say it. She looked back up at him, "I still care about you and I don't want to see you in the hospital or worse in a coffin, kay? I already had to see Viktor messed up due to a stupid car wreck on the stupid iced-over roads and had to go to the hospital and see him like that. I don't need to go see someone else hurt," she finished her speech nearly in tears. She felt really passionate about Jackson not fighting.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 27, 2007 2:37:37 GMT -5
Despite her hatred of him smoking those cancer sticks, he took out another, and lit it up. He took a long drag off of it, flicked his ashes and held it to his side.. Trying to diverge the smoke away from her, he blew the smoke in the oppisite direction away from her.. She then made her comments about him going to the hospital and stuff like that.. "There aint gonna be no goin to the hospital unless its Tyrone.. I'm gonna kick his ass, and fuck him up." He said, sighing a bit. Luckily his face would heal one hundred precent, the only scar being on his eyebrow, and that would be covered by the hair there.. He took another drag of the cigarette, looking down at her, he could tell she was cold.. "You're cold, you want my jacket?"
[I'm out, goodnight! Finish up tomorrow!]
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 27, 2007 2:42:23 GMT -5
"No you're not, Jackson!" she exclaimed. She wasn't about to let something horrible happen in the town, and when those two went at it, it most likely would. "I could use that," she said in response to the jacket thing. "So what's been happening since you and I got into it at the parking lot, besides getting beat?"
[sucky post, sorry. Goodnight.]
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 27, 2007 13:03:34 GMT -5
Jackson was a stubborn son of a bitch, when he had his mind set on somthing, he was sure as hell gonna do it, by god. And there was nothing no one would do about it.. "Yeah yeah, we'll see about it.." He said in a rather pissed off, cocky tone.. He said, as he took off his carhartt jacket in a gentlemen like fashion, handing it over to her, smiling a bit as he laid back against the bench, the snow kept falling.. "When the fuck is this damn snow gonna stop.." He said as he turned towards her, his breath smelt of a mixture of cigarette smoke and whiskey the more she smelt of him..
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Post by Marinna Neilson on Dec 27, 2007 13:10:01 GMT -5
Marinna chose to ignore the comment about her seeing, she just acted as if he told her he wouldn't try to fight Ty. "I don't know, but I love the snow. It's so peaceful and calm, beautiful," she said as she snuggled herself underneath his jacket. "So, are you just going to ignore my question about the other night at the game? What's with you and that one chick?" she asked curiously as she caught a whiff of whiskey on him, "Wait, have you been drinking? I hope you didn't drive here.."
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