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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 15, 2012 13:08:05 GMT -4
 He yawned for the third time since he opened his eyes a few minutes ago. He had yet to get out bed. Theo had no idea, why he was up so early. He absolutely despised early mornings, and if he wasn’t so committed to staying in shape he’d roll over and go back to sleep. Working out. That was the reason he was up so early. He lay in bed contemplating if it was really necessary. But he knew he had too, he couldn’t not do it. He, every day, was up at 5:30, and out running from 6 until 9:30, it seemed like the only thing he could commit too. He sighed. He really didn’t want to get out of bed, but he knew he had to. He yawned and stretched for a few minutes, before getting out of bed. He didn’t have the biggest closet in the world…actually what he had couldn’t really be classified as a closet, but he made do with it anyways
He was still a little sore from the wrestling match him and his roommate had the day before. His roommate was damn good, he could at least admit to that. He rubbed the spot on his arm that got the most abuse. “Ass.” he smirked, and looked up to make sure his roommate hadn’t heard him. He hadn’t. He was knocked out cold snoring. Theo envied him. He wished he could go back to sleep and sleep for the rest of the day. But he had a work out to stick too.
He made his way over to his closet and threw on his typical workout clothes, of gym shorts and a wife beater. He had always been the type of person who put his pants on before his shirt. He dug through his drawer searching for his favorite pair of socks. His short, ankle, polka dotted socks. He had gotten them a few years ago as a present and loved them on spot. Yea he knew that it wasn’t the most masculine thing in the world for him to own, but well he loved them anyway. He put on his white sneakers, and ran a comb through his hair. He grabbed his wand and a pair of sunglasses and took a look in the mirror one last time before heading out the door. “Fresh, as usual,” he said to his reflection. He laughed a little at that, and left out of his bedroom door.
It was nearing the end of his work out and Theo, found himself down by the lake, and decided that here would be a good place to rest. Pulling a cigarette out his back pocket, he lit it and leaned against the closest tree, by the swings, letting his mind wander. Theo was trying to be a good boy. Trying and failing miserably. He didn’t like who he was becoming, or what he was doing with his life. Okay maybe that was a lie, he did enjoy some aspects of what he was doing with his life. But he didn’t like how he was doing it. ‘At least, I still got a banging body,’ he thought, but that was due to his tedious workout schedule that he never strayed from. He did it no matter the weather, and no matter what or who he did the night before. ‘Who,’ he thought. Theo laughed bitterly taking a long drag from his cigarette, and blowing it out. There seemed to be a lot of who’s recently. Not that he minded, Theo did love a good party, and sex always seemed to follow one.
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tagged: rachella
outfit: clicky!
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Post by Rachella van der Bilt on Apr 7, 2012 16:08:09 GMT -4
 (( Template didn't work so I putted my reply in a image, here is the outfit: CLICK HERE )) |
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2012 11:21:14 GMT -4
Theodore slid down the tree, exhausted. He had been up since five that morning, like he was every morning for his run around the grounds. He closed his eyes for a bit, not falling asleep, but simply relaxing. He allowed his mind to drift back to the previous night. It had been a wild night if he remembered correctly, lots of drinking going on. Theo wasn’t the type of person who would normally go drunk at a party… okay maybe he was but normally he at least maintain some type of control. What had happened? He was still slightly hung over from the night before, and the pitter-patter of feet, or random chirping and/or croaking from the animals moving around him was totally not helping his headache. He rubbed his temples, trying to ease his pounding head, his mind still on the party last night. Something important had happen, that he wasn’t remembering, and that bothered him a little. He shrugged off that feeling and opted to not think on it for a while. Maybe it would come to him later, if he let his mind rest for a little while.
He took a long drag from his cigarette, and let out a deep breath, taking in the early morning atmosphere. His head shot up after a few minutes... something was in the air. What was it? Quickly he scanned the immediate area that was the lake, and that is when he noticed that she was standing not too far from him. She was Rachella Evangeline Van de Bilt, she and Theo had a thing in the past, and well let’s just say it didn’t end well. He was notorious for breaking girl’s hearts, and she was no exception… yet… ironically he had broken his heart in return. It sucked yea, but it happened to everyone. He’d be lying if he said that he didn't sometimes regret cheating on her, he'd also be lying if he said that he had never found himself daydreaming about her on the occasion.
She was just as beautiful as she remembered, and slightly hated himself for breaking her heart. Their relationship, by no means had been perfect, nowhere close to it, but he knew that they had loved... each other to the fullest extent of the definition. He could admit he hadn’t handled any of it very well. Not her, not the relationship, and definitely not the breakup, and now he was paying for it.
“What are you doing sitting here?”
[/b][/color] Theo sucked in a deep breath at the icy tone in her voice. A voice that had once spoke to him in nothing love and admiration. “It’s near the end of my run… you know the one I take every morning… I was just taking a break,” he said quietly. He suddenly found himself a little nervous. He hadn’t spoken to her since their break up and he wasn’t sure what to say. “What about you, you’re not normally up this early, why are you here?”[/b] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] ---------------------------------------tagged: rachella outfit: clicky!notes: so now that we're back at this...this is going to be fan freaking tastic![/size][/center] |
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Post by Rachella van der Bilt on Jun 14, 2012 15:40:23 GMT -4
Rachella hesitated for a moment, she wanted to walk away, out of his sight, but she didn't want him to think that he drove her out. She thought about it for a minute and then sat down and lean against the tree, but she didn't sat too close to him. She ignored his question, he didn't have the right to ask her anything.
She stared at the black lake for minutes and didn't pay any attention at him. But she couldn't do it, not thinking of him, it seemed impossible. She remembered being told that she was beautiful every day, he made her feel special. He even took her virginity, it was really sweet and intimate and they waited for that so long. But not long after that he cheated on her, didn't he have no decensy? She felt how she got angrier and angrier. She once was a strong female, a person who knew how to get what she wanted. But that person was gone, nowadays she was a wreck and that was all his fault. She didn't even reconize herself anymore, she hated the person she saw in the mirror. The person she saw was weak and ugly. Ever since their breakup she lost many weight, you could count all her ribs, it was disguisting.
It wasn't like she was anorexic, she was just never hungry. Some people ate their pain away, Rachella did this with no eating at all, sex and strong drinks. Her parents were watching her closely when she was home, they knew there was something wrong. At home she got even more depressed, pretending that she was the perfect daughter was exhausting and made her feel even more hatred. Why did she had to be scared they wouldn't accept her? They were her parents, weren't they supposed to love her for who she was?Ever since their break up she partied almost everyday till early hours and almost every party ended with her being really drunk and sleeping with someone. She even once woke up next to a girl, she could sneak away before she woke up though. But she doesn't really want that to come out, she just hoped that girl doesn't remember anything either.
She took a deep breath and she folded her arms around her knees. She has slept bad for weeks now, she looked very pale and she had dark circkles. She was on the verge of tears, all those years he lied to her. And he wasn't gonna get away with it. She looked at him angrily. "You will pay for this." (I don't know how to describe it but she kind of looks like a crazy person who wants to kill him ;P) Word count: 446 (gonna post the template soon) |
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 14, 2012 16:58:18 GMT -4
As Theo took a long drag from his cigarette, he found that he couldn’t quite meet her eye. He found himself a little nervous since their break up and he wasn’t sure what to say when he was around her. He didn’t get nervous very often. Actually he didn’t get nervous at all, and the fact that he was feeling this way unnerved him quite a bit. He knew she had an effect on him, always did, but it always amazed him and confused him to know end.
She surprised him by sitting beside him. it was obvious that she was still pissed at him, even though it had been a good number of weeks since they broke up. Of course he couldn’t blame her he had been an ass. His eyes roamed her body. She had lost quite a bit of weight, and looked terribly unhealthy. But she still the most beautiful person he had ever seen. She was a gorgeous specimen, more beautiful than just about anything he had ever laid eyes on, and at least to him anyways. He found himself distracted by almost everything about her, from the way her brown hair hung down from her head, the way her big brown eyes would look up at him in total adoration, (he missed that especially), to the fact that even in heels he was still a good couple of inches taller than her. Yup… he had fallen completely head over heels in love with her. But he could never let her know this, all that he felt, all that he still felt. God it still hurt.
"You will pay for this."
Her voice rang out and broke him out of his reverie, and a little bit of fear ran through him. He had missed her terribly. Everything thing from the playful banter that moved so easily between the two of them, to the loving contemplative silence that was never awkward. God he had been such an idiot, and there was nothing else, there could not be anything else that he would ever regret more than losing her. He wasn’t even sure how it had happened. One minute he was drinking with a couple of friends at a party the next he had found himself in some random skank’s bed. He had only ever cheated on her that one time. One time in over three years, and he felt absolutely terrible about it. Sure he had the occasional wandering eye, but what guy didn’t. The point is he never cheated on her until that night..
“I miss you, you know.” He said after a few minutes taking another drag from his cigarette, “I am so sorry, I hurt you, so sorry. You were my best friend, the best thing to ever happen me, you know, and I miss you… and yeah… I’m just going to shut up now.”
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tagged: rachella
outfit: clicky!
notes: lol i gotcha |
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Post by Rachella van der Bilt on Jun 17, 2012 3:48:25 GMT -4
“I miss you, you know,” Theodore suddenly said. Rachella looked away, she couldn't look at him if he was gonna say such things. She was sure she would burst into tears if he did and he didn't deserve them. It was his own fault, he was the one to cheat on her and not the other way around. She wished he shut up, she couldn't handle this. It was too soon, she still had feelings for him. “I am so sorry, I hurt you, so sorry. You were my best friend, the best thing to ever happen me, you know, and I miss you… and yeah… I’m just going to shut up now.” She bite her lip and fought against her tears. She tried to put on a mask but she couldn't. It only took a minute before the tears where streaming down her face. She hid her face in her hands, she didn't want him to see her crying.
Notes: You've made it hard for me, now I've made this hard for you xD You know I've been thinking over two days how she would react on this? I was like: it's so cute, please forgive him. But then I was like: no she can't, she still needs her revenge and he doesn't deserve to be forgiven.
Words: 166 (I am sorry for that, sometimes I have this writer block, the next one will be longer)
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 17, 2012 13:29:55 GMT -4
Theodore and Rachella had known each other for years, almost their entire life, and she was without a doubt his oldest friend. They weren’t all too fond of each other when they first met. She was kind of snotty, and spoiled, and didn’t want to play the games he wanted to play. Of course he wasn’t much better, now that he thought about it, he had been just as spoiled, and just as snotty as she had been, and refused to play games she wanted to play too. But in his defense, what straight nine year old kid would want to play dolly’s and house, really?
A small chuckle left him at the memory of one particular instant between the two of them when they were seven. She had been pestering him to play house with her for like 2 hours before he had finally gave in. She had smile at him and kissed him on his cheek. Back then he had thought it was the grossest thing ever, and had briefly considered backing out of the deal, but she had smiled at him, and he’d do anything for her smile. And that stood true today.
They had stopped talking for a bit when they first arrived at Hogwarts. He couldn’t remember the reason but back in the day, he really didn’t need much of a reason not to like a person. He had been a bit of a jackass, back then. She had changed that about him. Anyways, he had made a point of avoiding her, until they had been paired up on a project and he had been forced to talk to her. Conversation had flowed so easily between them, and that shocked him a little. He had never connected with a girl like that before, hadn’t connected with a girl like that sense. But he still had hope that he might one day again. A not so small part of him wanted her back, but he knew that it was probably better for them not to get together again… well at least until they could over this. He was bad for her and he didn’t want to hurt her again, couldn’t live with himself if he did. He could barely live with himself now.
He looked over at her and realized that she crying. He couldn’t handle that. Hesistantly he wrapped an arm around her. He wasn't sure how she would handle him being this close to him again. BUt he couldn't leave her there in tears, not when he loved her, “Don’t cry Rach… Look I’m sorry… I know I’m a jackass. I know…just… don’t cry okay.”
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outfit: clicky!
notes: she should do it..."forgive", and then get back at him lol just an idea |
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Post by Rachella van der Bilt on Jun 29, 2012 13:08:15 GMT -4
When he wrapped an arm around her she stiffed. What was he thinking? That it was all gonna be okay now? She totally wanted to beat him up but then an idea popped in her head. She could use this against him, it was obvious that he missed her. If she could make him believe that she wanted to be with him she could do the exact same thing as he did to her. Maybe she could make it even worse, he deserved this. She hid her face in his shirt and a devious little smile appeared on her face. She felt the tears stopped streaming down her face. Her smile fade away. She then looked up to him. "I missed you too," she said quietly and kissed him softly on the lips. ((OCC: Erica you are genius xD you just brought me her revenge plans, it does fit her a lot  )) |
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jul 1, 2012 19:49:55 GMT -4
Words couldn’t express how shocked he was when she allowed him to comfort him, and he was physically blown back at her confession of missing him too. When she kissed he was beside himself. The kiss was searing, intense, and enveloped his senses like nothing else he had ever experienced, which was saying something when he took in to account all the girls he had kissed. All in all he was in shock. It was like nothing he would’ve expected. I mean she hated his guts not ten seconds ago. Here he thought she wanted him dead, worse than dead, and maybe she did, but damn that was hard to believe when she was kissing him like this. He couldn’t complain, because well, he was being kissed by a gorgeous gal, the girl who he literally loved more than life itself, the women who up until now he was fairly sure he was never going to give him the time of day again. He smiled into the kiss and pulling her closer to him. He was going to enjoy this while he could, for it may never happen again.
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outfit: clicky!
notes:haha i try, i have a feeling he is going to be one hurt puppy by the end of this plot |
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Post by Rachella van der Bilt on Sept 23, 2012 13:17:26 GMT -4
Rachella kept an eye on him while they were kissing. A warm feeling took over and with horror she noticed that she actually liked it. She closed her eyes and her hands roamed over his hair. She stopped the kiss for a few seconds to got on his knee and then pressed her lips passionate on his. She didn't care if anyone was watching, it was just him and her now. And now they were kissing each other, she could better make the best out of it. After all, she didn't want him to notice what her truly intentions are. She opened her mounth and gently pressed her tongue on his lips.
Note: Haha, poor Theodore <3 Rachella is totally lying to herself when she says she is just making the best out of this, we all know she likes the feeling he gives her. lol.
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