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Post by Ravyn Alebaster on May 14, 2009 15:48:28 GMT -5
“I don’t know Will, but do you think I would still be wearing my clothes if we did anything.” He asked her raising one eyebrow. He watched her storm off and sighed, what the hell had he just gotten himself into. He followed her downstairs and heard her whistle for the dog just the moment that he was about to enter the kitchen. Right..the dog..
He changed quickly and ran into the kitchen, barking, holding his head to the side. He was happy she had believed the whole drunk story. Now he could aswell have some fun right ? He scratched his paw against the fridge and held his head to the side. He was kind of hungry anyway, although it would probably be weird. On the other hand, he had to make her believe that he really was just a dog, nothing more. She probably wouldn’t think it was weird since he hadn’t eaten anything, atleast not in his dog form.
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Post by Colt LeStrange on May 14, 2009 15:56:23 GMT -5
Willow smiled when she saw the dog enter the room, and hopped down from the counter to open the fridge. She grabbed some steak she'd cooked the night before last, and quickly heated them up just a little bit in the microwave. Setting them down on the floor, she allowed the pooch to eat. "Good boy." she cooed to him, and hopped back up on the counter. She was calm, for now at least. "Daemon!" she called for her friend. "C'mere, I have someone for you to meet."
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Post by Ravyn Alebaster on May 14, 2009 16:02:31 GMT -5
Dae watched her patiently as she heated up the steak. seriously stake?! He loved steak. He started eating when she put it down. He didn’t mind having to eat like this, his dog side was just as much a part of him and he’d accepted that. His head shot up as she called for him. Just great, he ran out of the room, changing back in his human for the minute he was out of her sight. “Yeah ?” He called, walking into the kitchen. He held his head to the side. "So, who'd you want me to meet ?"
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Post by Colt LeStrange on May 14, 2009 16:12:51 GMT -5
"Wait." she called to the dog, but it was too late. She frowned and then looked up to see Daemon enter the kitchen. "Uh.. my dog, but he ran out of the room." she said, and swiftly walked passed Daemon, out into the living room. The dog was no where in sight, and that made Willow curiously arch an eyebrow. She whistled, "C'mere boy, c'mere."
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Post by Ravyn Alebaster on May 14, 2009 16:28:25 GMT -5
Daemon grinned shaking his head, it was actually kind of funny, if she only knew. He watched her walk out of the kitchen and changed back into Dae. He barked and ran up to Willow, jumping up and down. He calmed down after about half a minute and lay down on his back closing his eyes. She would probably call for him again so he would probably have to change back again too.
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Post by Colt LeStrange on May 14, 2009 16:36:43 GMT -5
Evy turned to see the dog, but there was no Daemon. What the...? she thought, and patted the top of the dog's head. "Daemon?" she called out. Mintues passed by and she saw either the dog or her friend, never the two at the same time. Finally, she called for Daemon again, but this time has turned just in time to see him changing from dog form to human form. Willow stumbled backward, and caught herself before she fell to the floor. "You... you're.." she started, and shook her head. "It all makes sense now. How you ended up in my house..." Willow's mind was racing, and then she thought of something. "Shit! I told you things that you weren't even supposed to know! Ugh! How could you?"
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Post by Ravyn Alebaster on May 14, 2009 16:45:07 GMT -5
Daemon kept changing back from dog to himself, enjoying himself. He froze though as he saw Willow staring at him stumbling backwards. “Yeah.” He watched her closely expecting her to faint or something. A normal human would probably be screaming bloody murder by now. “I was curious, I’m sorry.” He said holding up his hands. He walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders, “I know.” He smiled. “I actually have a chance, you have no idea how you made me feel when you said that.” He said grinning.
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Post by Willow Hale on May 14, 2009 17:10:31 GMT -5
Willow eyes widened, and she lightly laughed. "When were you going to tell me that you were some sort of dog shifter?" she asked him, punching him in the arm. "Am I your best friend or not? What did you think I was going to think?" She gave a frustrated sighed, and rubbed at her temples. She opened her eyes when she felt his hands on her shoulders. Willow frowned, and pushed his hands off of her. "Like hell you do." she said, being stubborn. "What makes you think you deserve a chance?"
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Post by Ravyn Alebaster on May 15, 2009 0:08:56 GMT -5
“That’s just the thing will, I didn’t know what you were going to say.” Daemon said. “I’m still waiting for you to go into shock or something.” He said, looking at her closely. He sighed when she pushed his hands of her shoulders. “Guess I should have seen that one coming.” He muttered. “So what you’re telling me is.” He said smirking, walking closer to her again looking her right into her eyes. “That all you told me was a lie, that you don’ t like me, you didn’t think our kiss was amazing.” He said, looking at her lips for a few seconds. He smirked, “You’re telling me you don’t care at all, that I feel the same way.” He said.
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Post by Colt LeStrange on May 15, 2009 17:15:19 GMT -5
"I will admit that I'm rather shocked. Being just a average... human..." she spoke franticly, trying to find the right word to use. "The thought of people such as you are thought of as only myths.. Is this your way of telling me that werewolves, vampires and fairies are really too? Anything like that?" Willow shook her head rapidly, and laughed like a mad woman. "No, I'm not going to go into shock." she told him, "I might need to pinch myself later to reassure myself that I'm not dreaming, but no fainting or anything."
Willow rolled her eyes as she heard what he muttered, "Shut up." She ran a hand back over top of her head, and sighed her own self. Her hazel eyes looked up as he began to talk again, and she backed up against her front walk way wall. Blasted wall! Why can't I just shift into nothing right now? He knows I'm lying my ass off. she thought to herself.
Her breath caught in her throat as his eyes looked at her lips for a few, and butterflies began to fly around in her stomach. "Does it matter what I think, Dae?" she asked, taking in a deep breath. "No. It doesn't. Like you would ever want to be with me, actually be with me. Not just sexually, but actually commit yourself to a relationship." At least she was getting out what she felt to his face instead of beating around the bush anymore. "I'm not just some play toy, and I refuse to be such. Yes, I will admit it to you now, in human form - I am crazy about you. I have been for awhile, but denied it until yesterday."
Quickly Willow took a chance to duck around him, and head back into her kitchen. "I can't stop thinking about you. I crave you, all of you. Daemon, my gut tells me you're my soulmate. The guy I'm supposed to be with, supposed to.. give all of me, too. I find it ironic that my man-slut of a best friend would turn out to be that guy." she said, turning around to face him as she knew he'd followed her into the kitchen. However, when she turned she found her face not even an inch away from his own. Again her breath caught in her chest, and Willow could have sworn she was going to pass out from being so close to him. "If I ever was to give you a chance, Dae, then you'd would be telling me you're in it for the long run." she explained, her eyes flickering down to his lips and then back up into his eyes. "Because if you ever hurt me emotionally.. well, let's just say I won't think rationally."
Willow smirked, "I guess that's an expected answer from a masochist that loves physical pain to push out the mental remourse." Before anything could happen, such as a kiss, Willow pulled quickly away from him. Willow mentally rolled her eyes at herself, she was such a chick. Just a girl who wanted to be loved and literally would kill (whether it be the guy or herself) in order to be loved. She sighed, and looked at him, "Just stay here. Ok? I'll be right back."
Ending the conversation for just a few minutes, she ran upstairs with her mind still whirling. She changed from her pajamas to a pair of white skinny jeans and a yellow t-shirt with Spongebob Squarepants's face on the front. Looking in the mirror, she decided that her hair was still fine. Grabbing a few silver rings from her dresser top, she slipped them onto her finger. A simple silver band on her right thumb, her high school graduation ring with her birthstone in the middle on her right ring finger, a silver band with an engraved butterfly on her right pinky and a diamond silver ring on her left ring finger. Hurrying downstairs, she re-entered the kitchen. "So what are you..?" she went to ask him, but suddenly was struck my dizziness.
"Wow.. I feel so diz-" she went to say before she passed out right in the floor. She'd become so overwhelmed with everything that her body couldn't take it anymore. She was stressing, confused and still in shock in what she'd found out about Daemon. She needed to got to the hospital, and hopefully Dae was going to take her. However, the only way he was getting in there with her, what to lie. Whether he said he was her brother, cousin or husband was up to him. With a ring on her finger, it was probably more believable if he said he was her husband.
((yeah, i have a feeling this is a bit much in one post, but.. the muse was there and it wouldn't stop. lol))
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Post by Ravyn Alebaster on May 16, 2009 10:00:51 GMT -5
Daemon decided not to tell her she was right, that werewolves, vampires and fairies really did exist. He didn’t want her to freak more, what he defiantly thought she was doing. He shook his head smirking as she told him she was not going into shock. “You know, a normal person would probably be running away screaming by now.” He said.
He grinned as her breath caught in her throat. He was glad she didn’t really freak, think he was a monster or something. “It does matter.” He said. “You think I can’t commit myself to a relationship ?” He said, raising an eyebrow. “Will.” He said, pushing her against the wall, his face just inches from hers now. “The only reason why I have never commit myself to a serious relationship is because I’ve never found the right person.” He smiled, “You are different than anyone I’ve ever met, you are special.” He sighed, “Know that I’ll be fighting a lot harder now too.” He said grinning.
Daemon followed her into the kitchen stepping right behind her, listening to her. “I could do that.” He said, when she told him he wouldn’t have to be in it for the long run. He’d never tried it before but trying a new thing wouldn’t hurt. “You think I would hurt you ?” Daemon said shaking his head. He nodded when she asked him to stay here. He sat down on the counter waiting for her to come downstairs again. He could do the long relation ship, he loved her, or he really thought he did. It was weird, she made him feel different.
He jumped down when she entered the kitchen again, he looked concerned at her. She looked pale. He ran towards her when she fell to the floor. He picked her up and did the first thing that came to mind, he had to take her to the hospital. He’d have to stay with her too. While running he tried thinking of a good excuse. He noticed the rings on her fingers and sighed relieved, thankful that she had put those on. He ran into the crowded emergency room and immediately got a doctor to take her. He told them he was her husband and found her this way in the kitchen, hoping they would fall for it.
-- about 45 minutes later --
Daemon sat next to her bed, not moving. He wanted her too wake up. She’d been out cold for way too long now. He hadn’t left her side for a second though. He got up and placed a hand on Willow’s cheek smiling weakly. “Please wake up baby, come on, you can take this.” He muttered. He waited for a reaction and sighed when none came. He moved his hand through her soft hair before sitting down again on the chair, waiting.
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Post by Colt LeStrange on May 16, 2009 16:40:14 GMT -5
Everything came in flashes to Willow well she was unconcious, and her mind covered mostly the important parts of their conversation prior to her fainting. Starting with his first statement: "You know, a normal person would probably be running away screaming by now." "Who said I was normal?" Willow had retorted.
"You think I can't commit myself to a relationship?" "The only reason why I have never commit myself to a serious relationship is because I've never found the right person." "Who says that I'm the right person though?" she has asked weakly.
“You are different than anyone I’ve ever met, you are special.” "Special in the head." she commented back to be funny, but her thick sarcasm drowned the funniness out.
“Know that I’ll be fighting a lot harder now too.” "You do that." she had stated.
“You think I would hurt you ?” "I don't just think, I know you will. Even if you say I'm different than any other girl." she spoke softly, almost too soft for even herself to hear.
Willow tossed and turned a little bit in the bed once Daemon had taken his seat back in the chair. She mumbled something that sounded something like Daemon's name and then something about a "fake dog." Soon after her muffled words ceased, her hazel eyes fluttered open. She looked all around the room, and then her attention landed on Daemon. "Wh-what am I doing here?" she asked in a whisper.
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Post by Ravyn Alebaster on May 16, 2009 18:01:14 GMT -5
Daemon’s head shot up when he heard Willows voice, thinking she had finally woken up he jumped up and was by her side in seconds. His hopes were crushed though when he noticed she was just talking in her sleep. He sighed disappointed and was about to sit down again when he suddenly heard her ask what she was doing here. “Willow.” He said relieved, he pulled her into a tight hug. “God don’t ever do that again, you scared the hell out of me.” He said, he pulled back and looked at her closely. “You fainted, don’t you remember ?” He asked concerned. Had she bumped her head while falling down ? He started beating himself up about how he should have caught her.
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Post by Colt LeStrange on May 16, 2009 18:10:09 GMT -5
Willow hesitantly hugged Daemon back. Had what she dreamed real? Or was it all apart of a long as dream and she'd really done something to end up in the hospital and she just doesn't remember anything? No you idiot! Everything you remember, dream and before, it all really happened. she confirmed with herself mentally. Pulling away from the hug, she looked to all the cords hooked up to her and then back to Daemon. "I do remember, but... Was it really that serious that you needed to bring me here?" she asked him stubbornly. The doctor came into the room, and it was a female one at that. Great! Eye candy for Alebaster. she quipped silently.
"Mrs. Alebaster, how are you feeling?" she asked Willow. Immediately Willow shot up in bed, eyebrows arched and her blood was boiling. "What did you call me?" she asked the doctor. "Mrs... Alebaster?" the doctor questioned. "My last name is Hale, not Alebaster." she quickly shot down the doctor with her words, and then she whipped her head around to look at Daemon. "What the bloody hell did you tell them, Dae?!?!" She shook her head, and cursed under her breath to herself. "WE'RE NOT MARRIED! WE'RE NOT EVEN DATING!" The doctor was utterly confused, and constantly looked back and forth between the pair. "Mr. Alebaster?" she questioned, wondering if maybe the patient had hit her head a little too hard.
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Post by Ciara Milano on May 16, 2009 18:56:42 GMT -5
“Yes, I needed to make sure you were okay.” Daemon replied. Daemon looked up when he heard the doctor come in but turned his attention back to Willow. Unlike Willow thought he didn’t care about the doctor, she could be a supermodel for all he cared about, Willow was all he cared about right now. Daemon froze when she called Willow miss Alebaster, he knew she probably wouldn’t react too well too that. And surprise surprise, she did. He looked at the doctor and sighed. “Could we have a minute please.” He asked her.
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