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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 19:10:27 GMT -5
"Something wrong?" Peter asked, seeing Taylor's fists clench. He squeezed Izzy's hand gently again, taking a small step closer to her protectively.
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 19:14:11 GMT -5
Taylor's jaw locked as he moved closer. "Nothing." he grunted. He took deep breaths before turning to Izzy. "What have you been doing with your life?" he asked calmly.
"I've been, you know, doing nothing. Just... relaxing."
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 19:22:00 GMT -5
Peter smiled in amusement at Taylor's reaction. "That and arguing," he laughed.
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 19:32:02 GMT -5
"Izzy always was a trouble maker. I didn't think she'd change." Taylor said, forcing a laugh.
"I'm not so bad!" Izzy protested.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 19:34:13 GMT -5
"Probably not as bad as you were, but you still have your 'annoying arguement' moments."
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 19:38:29 GMT -5
"Yeah, I guess. But uhm, Taylor, not to cut this reunion short, but I kind of came her to talk with Peter. You don't mind, do you?"
Taylor looked startled a bit, but quickly regained his cool. "Yeah, we can catch up nother time. We could go to the movies, or to that resturaunt I saw."
"Maybe." Izzy said as he walked away.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 19:40:19 GMT -5
Peter smiled. "Now, time to talk. I want to know more about you."
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 19:55:39 GMT -5
"Well.. You know I grew up in the orphanage, but I didn't tell you that when I was 7 I ended up being adopted. The family... They weren't the nicest. Mr and Mrs Ruma were their names, so for a while I was Izzy Ruma. Except... they were very high class, and I was Young Izabelle Ruma. Not Izzy. They would hit me. Alot. Withing the first twenty four hours, I was beaten to near death. Luckily, I let my persistince and stubborness take over and they were soon driven mad by me. But... Taylor... I forgot... Taylor kissed me, told me he loved me before I left. And then when I got back." she siad, clenching her fists. "When I got back him and my best friend Candi were dating. I was heartbroken. I didn't speak to him much, but... I still loved him."
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 20:00:43 GMT -5
Peter listened carefully, feeling sympathy for her when he heard about her new family. When she came to the part about Taylor, he scowled. "How dare he hurt you like that," he hissed, clenching his fists as well. "He doesn't deserve your polite words." His expression softened when he thought of the other day with Dana and Katie. "I will never hurt you in any way or form, Izzy. You know that."
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 20:05:36 GMT -5
"I know, Peter. If I didn't trust you, I would'nt have stayed, now would I?" she teased him. "Now it's your turn."
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 20:17:54 GMT -5
He sighed. "It's a very simple matter. I lived in Florida before me and my father moved here. My mother and father were very happy together. My mother died when I was six, and we were both very upset by her passing. My father started drinking every night. After a couple years, he decided to move here. He kept drinking every night. He didn't have a job, so we had to live off of what he got from his previous job in Florida. Almost a year ago, he wanted to drive me to the park. It was silly, because it was ten 'o clock at night. He crashed and Rain, Jared, and Ulee found me, turned me, and that's that."
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 20:22:01 GMT -5
Izzy listened, watching him speak. "Well, were equally screwed up." she whispered, laughing.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 20:25:23 GMT -5
He laughed along quietly. He kissed her. "Well, at least we have that in common," he said and smiled.
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 20:28:49 GMT -5
"We have more than that in common. Were.... Well, I'll figure it out one day."
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 20:31:30 GMT -5
"I know one other thing we have in common," he said. "We both love each other."
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