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Don’t Cry Out. – (Chapter: 5. Transition stage.)
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Aiden seemed to start to laugh, making a brief, sharp exhale, but didn’t seem to be in a laughing mood. “I just…wanted to talk to you about something.” He said it apprehensively; as though he weren’t sure he wanted to go through with the talk, after all. His attitude put Spencer a little on edge, but it couldn’t have been worse than the breakup he’d put her through last week.
“What about?” she mused, absently flipping through a memo pad resting on the countertop. She suddenly found herself staring at what looked like an old grocery list. Milk, eggs, flour, vanilla…the ingredients were familiar to her, and only seemed to match up for one thing; pancakes.
She was the first to wake up, and, for this, Spencer was eternally thankful. In a way, deep down, she’d hoped that the person lying next to her would have been the first to awaken – and leave. However, she was simultaneously grateful that she would be the one doing the leaving, here, and guilty for not wanting to stay in bed after her first night sleeping with Aiden.
She looked over at him, observing his face as he slept on. He looked like an ogre.
She sighed and frowned slightly, turning on her side to face him fully and hoisting herself up on her elbow to examine him. The sheet she’d been huddled under slid down a fraction, and she looked down at herself. She was still wearing her bra. They’d wasted no time in removing it; gotten right to business. She thought about this as she looked at Aiden’s bare chest, poking out from under the sheets. Almost instantly, she decided that he wasn’t very attractive.
She paused in her thoughts. This wasn’t what love was supposed to be like. Spencer had always assumed and imagined that you were supposed to wake up to the face of a sleeping angel, or the warm smell of coffee, or the remarkable sensation of soft, hot breath on your neck. She’d hoped for at least a kiss. Instead, she’d gotten an ogre.
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oooh back story! I likadebakstory! All one new word for you. I like the socks too :) I sympathise with socks, much like Spencer. I have so many single sock pairs. I just wear odd socks. I wrote a whole song about odd socks. It was fun. Anyway, sock musings aside, I’m still hiding out with the cookies in teh nuclear bomb shelter because the fall out from the emily lie is going to threaten humanity I reckon. She’s just so in love, i hope Ash can understand that. I hope. Man oh man. I hope. Do I ever… I’m hoping a lot here. Anyway, it’s getting lonely in this bomb shelter so if you want to make with some more chapters, you’re welcome to join me for cookies. I invited goober… don’t know if she’ll come.
A revolution??? Hmmmm, yes, now it all makes sense… :P
i never even thought of the whole revolution thing…but it makes perfect sense! i believe you’ve just solved one of life’s greatest mysteries. i always figured they were all piled up on some island in the pacific or something…anyways. great post, as always. but a party with glen? doesn’t sounds promising. unless . . . ashley will be there? haha. we can always hope.
oh man i totally love your inanimate objects life story. it’s totally funny but it also make weird sense. only you can do it so perfectly. sorry bout the emotional stuff on my last comment. i’ve since calm down and will give ash another chance to redeem herself. which she must!! and soon too!! and save spence from all this misery cos it’s making me cry. update ASAP!! :D
Lets get the party started so Spencer can have some fun and hold her head up. She paid way too much attetion to her socks so, she needs to get out, meet some hot girls, make Ashley jealous and play some more mind games. I don’t think Spencer is wrong for lying to Ashley. Ashley treated her like shit and ruined her first experience with a girl. Spencer doesn’t owe her anything. I think she’s acting werid though, lol. I want to see her with more confidence. Maybe Ashley can help Emily. And then Emily can knock some sense into Spencer and then Spencer will come around. See what your doing? See how confusing that sounds? Post more soon please. Loved this chapter….I figured Aiden was bad in bed, too.
Ha. Socks. I don’t know if you know this but I hate socks, but I guess as long as you’re describing what they’re feeling and not what they look like, that’s ok. This was an awesome post. You are now my absolute best friend! But don’t feel the need to say the same thing to me. My wanting friends seems to send people running from me. Don’t feel like I’m pressuring you to be my friend. I’ll just call you my friend, ok? Ok! Also…this is the best line ever. EVER. The best line I have EVER HEARD: “Aiden had sex the way he pumped gas into his car: uncap, insert, unload, and pull out.” My God, you are amazing. So AmAzInG! How did you get this fucking good at writing? My LORD! …and normally I don’t curse to such extreme degrees or use Caps that often. Feel Special. Caps are my own unique way of showing love or affection. :) XOXOXO LOOOOOOOOOOVE!
awe, that was a sad chapter. But really good. And it was totally worth the no-coma-wait. Id much rather have more chapters like these, and more risk of a coma, then smaller chapters, cha.
oooh back story! I likadebakstory! All one new word for you. I like the socks too :) I sympathise with socks, much like Spencer. I have so many single sock pairs. I just wear odd socks. I wrote a whole song about odd socks. It was fun. Anyway, sock musings aside, I’m still hiding out with the cookies in teh nuclear bomb shelter because the fall out from the emily lie is going to threaten humanity I reckon. She’s just so in love, i hope Ash can understand that. I hope. Man oh man. I hope. Do I ever… I’m hoping a lot here. Anyway, it’s getting lonely in this bomb shelter so if you want to make with some more chapters, you’re welcome to join me for cookies. I invited goober… don’t know if she’ll come.
A revolution??? Hmmmm, yes, now it all makes sense… :P
i never even thought of the whole revolution thing…but it makes perfect sense! i believe you’ve just solved one of life’s greatest mysteries. i always figured they were all piled up on some island in the pacific or something…anyways. great post, as always. but a party with glen? doesn’t sounds promising. unless . . . ashley will be there? haha. we can always hope.
oh man i totally love your inanimate objects life story. it’s totally funny but it also make weird sense. only you can do it so perfectly. sorry bout the emotional stuff on my last comment. i’ve since calm down and will give ash another chance to redeem herself. which she must!! and soon too!! and save spence from all this misery cos it’s making me cry. update ASAP!! :D
Lets get the party started so Spencer can have some fun and hold her head up. She paid way too much attetion to her socks so, she needs to get out, meet some hot girls, make Ashley jealous and play some more mind games. I don’t think Spencer is wrong for lying to Ashley. Ashley treated her like shit and ruined her first experience with a girl. Spencer doesn’t owe her anything. I think she’s acting werid though, lol. I want to see her with more confidence. Maybe Ashley can help Emily. And then Emily can knock some sense into Spencer and then Spencer will come around. See what your doing? See how confusing that sounds? Post more soon please. Loved this chapter….I figured Aiden was bad in bed, too.
Ha. Socks. I don’t know if you know this but I hate socks, but I guess as long as you’re describing what they’re feeling and not what they look like, that’s ok. This was an awesome post. You are now my absolute best friend! But don’t feel the need to say the same thing to me. My wanting friends seems to send people running from me. Don’t feel like I’m pressuring you to be my friend. I’ll just call you my friend, ok? Ok! Also…this is the best line ever. EVER. The best line I have EVER HEARD: “Aiden had sex the way he pumped gas into his car: uncap, insert, unload, and pull out.” My God, you are amazing. So AmAzInG! How did you get this fucking good at writing? My LORD! …and normally I don’t curse to such extreme degrees or use Caps that often. Feel Special. Caps are my own unique way of showing love or affection. :) XOXOXO LOOOOOOOOOOVE!
awe, that was a sad chapter. But really good. And it was totally worth the no-coma-wait. Id much rather have more chapters like these, and more risk of a coma, then smaller chapters, cha.
Wow thanks for backing up and telling it like that. It was wonderful. I really like your story. PMS
Wow thanks for backing up and telling it like that. It was wonderful. I really like your story. PMS
oooo… those scenes with aiden in the bed made me ill. it’s things like that which make me thankful i’m gay… except girls can be gross too in the morning i guess. i’m sorry to discuss this here! your story is perfect, giving us past and present throughout it, i love how its got a very steady time line but we get bits and pieces. and your personal touch gives this story the flavor its got, a darker sad story i feel because of spencers turmoil. i suck with comments, i apologize, but thank you for your update! and the comment responses! very nice. :)
oooo… those scenes with aiden in the bed made me ill. it’s things like that which make me thankful i’m gay… except girls can be gross too in the morning i guess. i’m sorry to discuss this here! your story is perfect, giving us past and present throughout it, i love how its got a very steady time line but we get bits and pieces. and your personal touch gives this story the flavor its got, a darker sad story i feel because of spencers turmoil. i suck with comments, i apologize, but thank you for your update! and the comment responses! very nice. :)