<font color=navy> /he stormed into her room..not so happy. rather...displeased/</font> <font color=00cc99>-.i feel so shitty.-</font> -- Mariah's Room

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Date Posted: 22:39:07 01/21/04 Wed
Author: Mariah/Lucias
Subject: /he stormed into her room..not so happy. rather...displeased/ -.i feel so shitty.-

Mariah... /he said..vocals already warmed from previous yelling. for few minutes he watched her combing out her hair in the long mirror/ Mariah! /he snapped at her/ do not ignore me when i call you
-.her eyes rolled as she came to look at him, she pinned her hair up.- oh, where have you been? i haven't seen you in a while..just here and ther -.her brows rose to him.-
i'd want to play games with you, but i must ask this of you. are you sleeping with Tortello?
-.she looked at him with disbelief..trying to avoid his question completely.- i'm not playing games and no i'm not messing around with Adrien -.she sneered..how many people truly knew?.-
/he eyes narrowed on her/ quit shittin' me Mariah Melita! i am in no mood for this. are you or are you not!
i don't have to tell you. you are not maman or papa -.she sneered.- plus it doesn't concern you anyways.. -.she began to move away from him.-
/fists curled..he wanted to grab her by the shirt and shove her against the wall/ is that why you haven't been in your room some nights? sneaking around to see Tortello. were you pregnant that day you made me take you to the clinic?
i'm getting an abortion..happy? i was raped okay! are you happy now? -.she began to cry. this was all too much. but at least she was playing it off.-
/his eyes softened at her weeping frame/ oh whatever.. you haven't been out this house. so you are fuckin' Tortello! /he growled, jaw set/
-.she could have killed herself there.- i am NOT! -.she screamed loudly, glaring at him.-
/he shook his crania and took hold of her arm/ you are a horrible lier. i don't want you to see Tortello again..do you understand me? /he whispered lowly..toned with fury/ potere i suoi peccati non sono mai perdonati.
-.her eyes lit with intimidation, trying to take her wrist back.- Me ha lasciato va! -.seh exclaimed with anger as her hand moved across his face-.
/his facial expression spell bewilderment. his sister slapped him. he stared at her/ your actions have given yourself away. i am disgusted by you Mariah.. /with that he left her to herself..overly angry/

[.et: may your sins never be forgiven .. let me go!.]

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