Scripted Away
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Levi just rolled his eyes at Hunter's reaction.
"That's why i said that i don't know them", he grumbled back. "Seriously Hunter, if you would hear anyone else tellitelling you about a relationship affecting a person that much, for such a long time, you would tell them to shoot them to the moon. But you aren't able to see this here objectively. Holy shit, stop snapping at me like that, I just asked a question."
By now, he was growling.
"If you ask me, Jim should get himself in order before starting a family. Everything else is just reckless."
He got up from the couch with a sigh.
"I gotta go now. Call me, don't call me, whatever you want. Cya."
He made his way into the city, and raised one eyebrow when he walked past a huge, white house, with an old truck standing in front of it.
Something was laying on the driveway.
A game?
He picked it up and rang the doorbell, to give it back to whoever had lost it in their way from the truck to the door.
Rachel blankly stared at the ground for a moment, rewinding what had just happened, and lastly keeled down beside jim, taking his hand.
"You really start believing Jeffreys now?", she asked, gently stroking some hair out of his face. "You know he loves to twist the truth to fit him however he wants. Goddamn how often do i still have to prove that i love You?! Eh?! How often will you doubt me over and over again and act like i was some bitch who just acted like she loved you without any reason? You are such an idiot."
Clenching her teeth, she hit his chest as the anger welled up inside her again.
"AND NOW SHAPE UP AND STOP DYING YOU GOD FORSAKEN DUMBASS!! I STILL NEED YOU HERE, GOT ME?!" she bent down to kiss him softly and stroked over his cheek. "I swear I will kick my foot into your ass until it comes out of your nose if you die here!"
Bailey chuckled softly and took Emma's hands.
"Okay, take a deep breath. C'mon, you have to put on your dress, and then we'll see what we can do with your make up. You got everything? Priest? Location? Best man? Bridesmaid?"
"That's why i said that i don't know them", he grumbled back. "Seriously Hunter, if you would hear anyone else tellitelling you about a relationship affecting a person that much, for such a long time, you would tell them to shoot them to the moon. But you aren't able to see this here objectively. Holy shit, stop snapping at me like that, I just asked a question."
By now, he was growling.
"If you ask me, Jim should get himself in order before starting a family. Everything else is just reckless."
He got up from the couch with a sigh.
"I gotta go now. Call me, don't call me, whatever you want. Cya."
He made his way into the city, and raised one eyebrow when he walked past a huge, white house, with an old truck standing in front of it.
Something was laying on the driveway.
A game?
He picked it up and rang the doorbell, to give it back to whoever had lost it in their way from the truck to the door.
Rachel blankly stared at the ground for a moment, rewinding what had just happened, and lastly keeled down beside jim, taking his hand.
"You really start believing Jeffreys now?", she asked, gently stroking some hair out of his face. "You know he loves to twist the truth to fit him however he wants. Goddamn how often do i still have to prove that i love You?! Eh?! How often will you doubt me over and over again and act like i was some bitch who just acted like she loved you without any reason? You are such an idiot."
Clenching her teeth, she hit his chest as the anger welled up inside her again.
"AND NOW SHAPE UP AND STOP DYING YOU GOD FORSAKEN DUMBASS!! I STILL NEED YOU HERE, GOT ME?!" she bent down to kiss him softly and stroked over his cheek. "I swear I will kick my foot into your ass until it comes out of your nose if you die here!"
Bailey chuckled softly and took Emma's hands.
"Okay, take a deep breath. C'mon, you have to put on your dress, and then we'll see what we can do with your make up. You got everything? Priest? Location? Best man? Bridesmaid?"
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