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Post by rylie on Oct 17, 2011 19:32:29 GMT -5
 I wish this, between you and I;could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
It had been a couple days since the lessons in the Auditorium and since she had screwed everything up again for the second time. Soon they would be headed on their way to France to appear as a couple before his parents for her to meet them and this was going to be a disaster now that she had ruined whatever bit of peace had started to stem between the two of them, she had been so consumed by feelings and thoughts of what had happened between them that she had been stupid enough to state that she wanted closure and kissed him! After she had been the one to break up with him when she had arrived in France, how was this fair to him? She had beating herself up over it though for the last at least twenty four hours, she was back being the feeble and meek servant for him and not daring to ever meet his eyes when she saw him and back to receiving her instruction on paper though this time was not because he was awkward around her but it was because SHE was awkward around him and really she did not blame him for this all, really after that she deserved to be fired, no matter if there had ever been feelings between the two of them or whatever you called what happened over summer it was not appropriate for her to kiss her boss, she did not have those rights and she never would. She was a servant, nothing more. The two of them could hardly even be called friends anymore, there was far too much baggage between the two of them, they were broken beyond belief and it seemed whatever she did to try to make it better only ended in her making it worse and she was coming to accept that it was her fault and that she should have never meddled with it. It would have been a hell of a lot simpler if she had just chosen to ride that one afternoon half an hour later in the day and she had never run into him, though should would never wish that, Bentley was a large part of her life and summer had been a slice of heaven, something that would not be allowed to last though. She wished sometimes that he was not a Prince but rather a normal everyday person that she could allow herself to fall for, but that was selfish since he was much more than that and she was lucky to even get the chance to be around him, to serve him and be completely loyal to the French Royal Family.
Her job was one that she loved dearly and would never want to give up she was starting to get settled into being around Vineheart even if she had only been there a little while before she graduated and she was enjoying that her horse was kept just off the school grounds at the stables, where his horse Zar also was. Zar was a piece of Bentley that was allowed to see her completely vulnerable, a few time she would go out to see her own horse and just slip into the large white horses stall to whisper to him and tell him just how much she wished that it was different between her and Bentley but how it was impossible and could not be allowed to happen. She liked to think that the horse understood, and he was a good listener and would just stand there quietly, it made her feel better a lot of the time. Since she had sent the text to Bentley she had not received a message back until now where there was a call from him on his cell phone, she had just been reading through a French newpaper on her laptop seeing as even though she knew she screwed things up she was still doing her best to do the best job of researching recent events, though when she answered it, it was not his voice but rather a girl on the other end telling her that she was needed back at his dorm. Uttering quickly that she would be right there she slipped on her jacket, just in case and jogged down the hallway through the staff end and adult portion where she lived to the boys dorm that was not too far away and it was like a replay from the night that she had already taken him back from the Ice Box. The German princess that she had known be the one that he was supposed to marry stood there looking a little more than pissed off though there was a look of relief that crossed her face once his servant arrived and she looked to the girl stating that she would allow Bentley to explain what happened and thanked her before walking back out in the direction of where Rylie had come from. With a frown crossing her face she looked up to meet his eyes. Are you ok? She asked gently. It was obvious that something had happened so she stepped into his dorm room, by the swelling on his eye he was going to need some ice and to get out of the hallway before anyone else noticed, she held the door open for him stepping inside. She was not going to lecture him like he was probably sure that she was going to. I am going to get some ice, I will be right back. She uttered gently jumping right to her job seeing as this was the only way to take away the awkwardness between the two of them. She stepped out the door again and jogged down the hallway towards the common room knowing that they would have a fridge there and probably some ice and she was pleased that she was right and returned to the dorm room carrying it and wrapping the bag of ice in a towel before handing it to him.
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Post by bent on Oct 18, 2011 1:28:04 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size]
Ever since the night in the auditorium, Bentley had been thoroughly confused. Rylie had called them off due to the whole social class thing(which he still resented entirely) but that night she had been the one to bring up something about closure before completely catching him off guard. While the kiss had been very much a shock, it only proved to him that nothing had changed, no matter how he had tried for it to. Still the same electricity caused by the emotions she was able to provoke from him, the rush of feelings that he had tried to ignore were now very fresh and when he had finally got a decent thought in mind to try to speak this over with her, she was already running towards the door. This image still managed to sadden him as now it was a reminder of just how bleak things were for the two of them. It was impossible to make everyone happy when the one thing that truly provided him with joy was forbidden entirely. After staring after her for some time, he had sat on the stage with his head in his hands to try and figure out something to bring them through this and since the past few days, this had been to no avail. How badly at times he wished he was nothing close to royalty, that they had still run into one another and the feelings were the same, only that he was simply one who could be with whoever he wanted rather than having the entire country breathing down his neck when it came to decisions. He wanted in the least to show Rylie how things would be if he had it his way yet at the same time this would only make it worse. Already they were not speaking, except for the occasional monosyllabic response here or there. While he had thought they had been moving forward, here they were moving two steps backwards in the opposite direction. This was what pushed him over the edge as he could not handle this again, there was so much going on and well the impact that all of this had on him was definitely not anything on the positive side. He still missed her and now it was even worse again.She did not know that he had been at the barn the same time as she had once and while he was walking around to see his horse, he had stopped dead in his tracks at the sound of the familiar voice. Originally he was just going to leave until he had made out the words that she was saying and this was something that only added to the hurt of this as he knew all along that she was having difficulties with this also.This he did not know how to react to, but he had simply left with the hope that she would not find out he had been around.
With the impact of Rylie, as well as schoolwork and the upcoming trip to France, he just was not sure what it was he was supposed to do. He had been explained what to do in situations here and there but of course nothing close to this caliber. And with all of the complications with it, he really did not know who to go to to speak with it about or anything as it pretty much had to be kept under wraps still otherwise something would happen and he would get kicked from the throne completely.He wondered if that happened without Rylie being exposed as well, that she may give him a second chance but then again he knew better than to go on about hoping of such. Hoping never did muchand for him and he knew this. Ending up at Ice Box that night clearly had not been a brilliant scheme since it was clearly going to end even worse than the night in which he had called Rylie before summer. Now he was at least a little more sober but obviously more injured, courtesy of Pirzi.Of course he knew this was not the least bit her fault as he had been the one looking for a fight and purposefully pushed her over the edge without hesitation. He had just wanted to get a reaction out of some one, and this had had quite a bit to do with the alcohol that had been mixed in. When he had agreed to go, he had tried to get her to avoid speaking to his sisters yet it was now a guarantee that Marie would definitely find out about this rather quickly and Reena would probably follow suit however he was not sure that his youngest sister would even try to care. What did it matter now anyway? Truly he hoped more than anything that Pirzi would not bring up the whole road incident as it really had not been a serious thought but he was sure she had thought otherwise. Nothing to do now as he would not be able to convince her or do anything. Now all he could do was wait. When she had told him to call Rylie, he half way wanted to argue against it although did not want to piss the princess of any more as they were already in a mess as it was but he simply dialed the number before handing the phone in her direction. Really he did not want to speak with the girl right now as he did not even want her to see him like this at all. Plus this would probably manage to make things even worse which he did not quite believe to be entirely possible. They spoke briefly once his servant had arrived and he was fairly pleased as the German princess exited not very long afterward. Still as Rylie tried to meet his eyes, he quickly averted his gaze towards the floor. He did not quite answer her question though it definitely was hurting now, he simply nodded but before long she was running out the door to get ice. As she was gone, he went and sat on his bed to wait for her to return, sighing quietly and hoping that his room mates would not be disturbed in all of this commotion. Thanks. He mumbled quietly as she brought back the ice and he applied it to the large bruise. I don't think the German and French families are quite even though the score is now tied. He stated halfheartedly, trying to make things a little easier. Glancing down with a small frown, he then looked back over towards her. I'm really sorry you got sucked into being my servant.I'm an idiot. He muttered, truly wishing that she still could have served another royal, better than both he and Clara combined as that was what she deserved; not that she deserved to have to serve anyone in general.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes, I'm somewhere with you. [/size] [/font] WORDS ::one one six four
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Post by rylie on Oct 18, 2011 20:59:35 GMT -5
I wish this, between you and I;could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
Lately she had been doing something that she had sworn to herself that she was never going to do in all of her life, she had been writing in a journal about all the things that were bothering her and the problems that she was having. She had always vowed that she would never do that since she had seen enough drama filled movies where someone that was not supposed to see what was written in them ended up getting a hold of them and even though it was meant to be something private it came back to bite the other person in the ass who had been the one to write everything. Really nothing in hers was bad things it was just her own feelings about what was happening with her and Bentley and a place for her to try to write it down in order for her to get it out of her mind and where it was consuming every rational thought that she was attempting, she needed to get it off her mind somehow and nothing else seemed to be working as of right now. Plus one thing that was nice was that she really did not know a lot of people around Vineheart which was meaning that she was not going to get blackmailed with her journal since there was no one that would be interested in what the French servant was writing about, unless it was used against Bentley and even then while she knew that there were suspiciouns of something happening between them it was not as though anything had been confirmed and they were more interested in everything else that was happening such as ringing in the new year of school and the new Queens, which did give a little reprieve on Bentley she felt. She knew that he was close to a breaking point though since there was only so much that one person was able to stand before they went off the deep end and this really tended to worry her so even though it was awkward again between the two of them after the kiss in the auditorium she had been doing her best to make sure that she kept a close eye on him. Tonight though she had not heard anything from him and she found that to be a little strange even though she tended to have her nights off. So as she had been sitting at her desk and finishing up studying the news in French when she had gotten the call her stomach had sunk a little when it was apparent in the mans’ voice that he had been out drinking and then there was a person that she did not recognize there as well as she was able to hear a girls voice so something definitely had happened and she did not know what to make of the situation besides the fact that she was needed, NOW.
Not at all surprised when she arrived to see a very pissed off looking German princess and Bentley looking as though he had been punched though at least he seemed a little more subdued now and slowly he was sobering up. She could not help but feel responsible since she had been the one that had caused him to hit the breaking point surely with the kiss between the two of them and this caused her to feel a little nauseous as she profusely thanked the Princess for calling her and bowing politely at the waist before she was on her way and wanted to get away from Bentley as soon as possible and that made her even more curious as to what would have happened that would have caused such a repulsion between the two seeing as she knew that Pirzi was very close with Bentley’s sister Marie and she would have always assumed that Bentley and Pirzi would get along, though she did know that Bentley had kissed her twin brothers girlfriend last year at the Rose Ball and punched Xavier so maybe that was where the harsh feelings stemmed from but nothing was for sure. Luckily it appeared that both Tanner and Alaric were out for the evening and therefore the drunken stammering was not going to bother them and the fact that she was going to be making sure that he was alright. Neither of them talked and she was strictly in work mode as she ushered him into the door and closed it behind them before then announcing that she was going to go get him ice since it would minimize the bruise on his cheekbone. It took her no time at all to return to the room and she was glad that he did not even seemed to have moved when she arrived back and he was handed the ice wrapped in a towel from their bathroom so that it was not too cold. She was not going to give him a hard time knowing that it was not going to do any benefit for either of them she knew that he was embarrassed. He stated that the German and French families were now tied and a small laugh was uttered as she watched him. She hits hard for a girl. He then looked a little remorseful as he stated that he wished that she could have been working for someone else and not dragged into working for him and she shook her head. I could ask for nothing more, I have a wonderful boss who I care about, and I am very sorry I did not keep a closer eye on you tonight. I have a feeling that it could have been avoided. She truly did love her job and he was not a hassle at all, especially not in comparison to the other Royals. Never a dull moment, Bentley, not around you. She said in a playful tone, for once she was feeling a little more comfortable.
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Post by bent on Oct 18, 2011 23:04:01 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size]
He knew it was idiotic, the way he dealt with his problems but yet he had not found an alternative. Obviously getting drunk did not get rid of them either but it only made them disappear for a temporary amount of time really.And in the end it usually only resulted in an even worse setback but at this time Bentley was not in the mood to consider all the consequences of this as he was well aware of one right now. He could not wait to hear what Fred would have to say about this.But as he was instructed to dial Rylie's number, it was that that caused him to feel shameful. Above practically everyone, he did not want her to know of this as he was sure she would be the one to figure out exactly where this was stemming from. He did not want her to know how weak he was and the last thing he wanted was for her to blame herself as it was his fault, he was the one who had everything.While he was sure she had noticed how it had affected him as it was obvious, he did not want her to see it could be quite this bad and that he was this pathetic about it. It was a definite weakness but not even he wanted to admit the level it came down to as it may have been considered over zealous to say the least. Nonetheless he still withheld the same feelings as before, was stuck in the same rut as that of the beginning. The damned, never-ending rut that he wanted out of more than anything. But now he had failed to go anywhere but backwards as this would only add to what was between he and Rylie he thought since it meant that she would probably start talking to him, not that he minded that but it was just the aftermath of it all. Things just could not be comfortable between them for long since sooner or later emotions managed to get tied in there somehow and one or the other tended to slip up. Now he understood why he had never been submissive when it came to feelings before as they generally ended up being nothing more than a pain in the ass as they had been the reason he had gotten himself in trouble here and there as of lately. Why could they just not get over this or possibly find the way in order for it to work? He had given up on both accounts as neither had gotten him very far but he was yet again stuck in the same spot.
After getting punched by Pirzi and even though she still helped him, things were terribly awkward as he waited for Rylie as he did not know then whose company was worse. Part of him thought Rylie's may have been just because of the silence, but then again Pirzi could turn out to be physically abusive, as he had learned.Not that he had a choice either way and at first things weren't bad simply because his servant went to fetch some ice so he could think of how to react a little more with her.Really he just wanted this to be finished between them, to have some sort of relationship without all the awkwardness involved. That, he could definitely live without. He was lucky now that both his room mates were out as he was a mess and well he was there with his servant and was going to try to take advantage of this fact. Joking comment was made about the German and French families being even but he knew this wasn't the case once siblings were added into the mix. That was not something to think about right now though.He nodded lightly in agreement at the comment about her hitting hard for a girl. Very. He commented quietly.As he continued on to apologize to her, he was shocked by her response but of course she would never agree that he was right. It is not your fault at all, you were not hired as a baby sitter. Eyes were raised to meet hers as he uttered this with a small smile flashing across features.Light chuckle echoed out as she stated there was never a dull moment, which between the two of them there definitely was not. Why are we doing this? He asked, rhetorically. It's difficult for the both of us to be so close to one another, I understand but do we honestly need to push one another away completely? Brow rose in confusion, not very positive that this made much sense or was a really coherent thought. Swallowing a small lump in his throat, he cocked his head to the side as eyes swept across her features. As dangerous as this action was, he could not help it as he gently pushed aside a stray lock of hair. Here he was, teetering them on the edge once again but all that had been on his mind recently had been that small, brief kiss from a few days prior. He snapped back into reality and dropped his hand, looking away quickly as he realized what had just corrupted his thoughts. There was something to look forward to in France as there he would not have to hold back nearly as much. So yes, he was counting down the days to their trip but would not let her know of this since that would have just been even worse. The least amount of complications, the better. Sorry. He mumbled quietly, hoping that she would not run away as even though he would run after her, he would probably fall on his ass in the process. Trying to avoid the subject of what had happened at Ice Box as well as try to keep her there as long as possible, he decided to try to start a simple conversation or something along the lines of one. Other than this, how was your day?
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes, I'm somewhere with you. [/size] [/font] WORDS ::one zero one six
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Post by rylie on Oct 19, 2011 0:28:01 GMT -5
I wish this, between you and I;could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
Drinking had never been something that she had ever been involved in, she had never liked the idea of losing control since she was a person that tended to operate on everything that was set out for her in a meticulous fashion and she had been that was from a young child. She had always been organized and this was something that was valuable for being a servant, she needed to be organized since she was serving a Royal whos life was never anything even close to dull. Bentley always had something on the go whether it was good or bad or something in between, he was a handful but she did enjoy that aspect of it and just wished that he would be a little more careful so she did not spend a lot of her nights worrying about him and wondering if she should go check on him just one more time or text him to make sure that he was not getting himself into trouble. She was regretting not doing that right now since she could not help feeling that she had let him down even though she knew that if she told him that he would fight her stating that. He did not expect much from her and she tried her best to make sure that she did as much as she was allowed, she wanted his life to be as easy as possible since it was only going to get harder in a couple years when he was going to be King, she did wonder if she was still going to be with him when that happened. After all most servants seemed to be in a lifetime gig when they were involved with their Royals and while she had always thought that it was something that was going to be temporary for her and she was going to go to school and get a regular career she was becoming accustomed to it and she had a hard time picturing her life without Bentley being in it, she enjoyed serving him and she had changed her mind about what her destiny was, though she had been so set on other things she would be just as happy serving the French prince and future to be French King. It was an honor, and an opportunity that she would never turn her back on, he was far too important for that, she knew that she had not been his servant for long but loyalty ran deeply in her blood and once you were a person that Rylie felt she needed to protect there was nothing getting your name off that list.
She hated that she had been the one to hurt him and wondered every day if it had been the right thing, well actually she wondered a lot more than just every day probably close to every hour and the kiss last week had been something that had told her that it had all been wrong, giving up on something that powerful between the two of them was something that was a huge mistake and where had the previous Rylie gone? The one that was not concerned with status and the one that knew to trust her feelings and go with them no matter what, the vulnerable one that trusted too easily and fell hard, she had fallen for him and he was the first one that she had felt this way for and nothing was going to change that. The fact that she had done everything to forget him and the feeling being around him provoked and yet here she was just as weak in his presence, it meant a lot. Was any of this going to go away? Was it ever going to not be awkward for the two of them? It did not seem to be happening any time soon and it was just causing the two of them more pain than anything so why were they doing it?
He added that Pirzi punched very hard for a girl. I am not even going to ask what happened. She murmered quietly and really it did not matter, she knew that the two did not have the best relationship and she was just happy that he had gotten back to the dorms and was safe since she had been scared the night that he had called her last year and scared to know that he had been left alone and belligerent at the Ice Box, this seemed to be happening a lot more often than she liked. He commented that she was not hired as a baby sitter and she shrugged lightly. Maybe not but I care about you Bentley and you are under my care which means that I worry about you. I also hope you know that I wish to serve you as long as you will have me. She told him meeting his eyes, probably not a conversation for when he was drunk though that did not seem to matter so much because he was in a decent mood and seemed to be sobering up.
He asked her why they were doing this and brow raised slightly and she felt her breath hitch in the back of her throat though the gaze that landed on her was not broken and green eyes were focused on him. She was not too sure if she was supposed to say anything so she remained silent in hoping that he was going to elaborate and he did, commenting that he knew that it was difficult between the two of them but asking if the two of them really needed to push each other away completely. No. She uttered in a whisper that could probably not even be heard. They didn’t need to keep pushing each other away; being closer would make her job a lot easier. He tilted his head to look at her. You’re drunk. She stated but not in a malicious way, just a matter-of-fact tone. You are my boss, and the future King of France. And yet even though she said all this it did not seem to matter to her. He pushed away a small strand of hair and all she wanted to do was fling herself the rest of the way closer to him and tell him exactly everything crossing her mind. He jerked his hand back and apologized to her but she shook her head. Don’t be. Here she was back to the vulnerable state as she sat there shifting uncomfortably. Biting her bottom lip nervously she shuffled closer to where she could wrap her arms around his neck in a comforting and soothing hug, that’s what both of them needed right now, hugs made everything better, and also hid the fact that she was so close to tears that she was biting her bottom lip and eyes were pressed closed to keep them at bay. She desperately hoped that his roommates were not around and were not going to walk in at any moment since surely that would upset him.
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Post by bent on Oct 19, 2011 1:35:33 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size]
Never would he even come close to blaming this on Rylie. He still did not see it as a part of her job description as he should have been more responsible in the first place. Was it not obvious that this was his fault seeing as he had not dealt with his problems in a more civil and proper manner? This behavior would definitely have to change in the future due to the whole thing about having to rule a country. Then he definitely could not just go get drunk until he had a plan as to avoid a nuclear bombing or something, he would not be able to handle something like this otherwise he would end up in a mental place and be impeached from the throne. What a great future that would be. He did not know what her plans were when it came to being a servant but she was free to stay or leave as she pleased and he would be accepting of this entirely as he would respect whatever decision she made because it was not like he was going to force her into anything even though he had done so in a way when he had hired her before she had a chance to say otherwise.Of course he liked to think that she would stay but then again that did not mean anything for them either though he truly just did like her as a person and just a friend in general as it was. They just needed to get as far past the awkward stage as possible since it kept pulling them back in like an endless whirlpool.They could get through this somehow, couldn't they? They had to as he did not want this to end on a bad note and wanted her to stay around as long as possible. He also wanted more than this but this was very well known. Despite all of this, they deserved better than the way they were going and he knew it inside.
The whole thought of being a king one day still terrified him as he really was self conscious about what mistakes he might make and his inability to handle them. Then of course making decisions which he still frowned upon his past ones on a daily basis. Of course it was hard to know now how he would do later on but he sincerely hoped that he would manage to get his shit together and do a decent job when it came to ruling. One thing was for sure when that time came, he was determined not to be known as many of the past French kings were; he was not going to be a man whore in any sense.As long as he was able to do this and balance out the other stuff in a good way, he would be set or so he believed and hoped.
It was nice, the fact that Rylie was not going to ask about the situation with Pirzi as he really did not want to speak of it at this time and hoped that maybe it would just smooth over which he knew for a fact that it would not. At least it was over now even though it would probably live on in the press later or whatever but for now, it was finished. He tried to speak against her stating that she should have watched him by stating that she was not his baby sitter and small smile formed loosely on lips when she stated telling him that she cared about him and that was about the only thing he heard entirely. Right then even, it made it hard not to do something that would cross the line and be another setback between them.
Then he started questioning them, hoping that it would end the distance that he wanted to dissolve entirely. He did not want to have to write her notes every time he needed something done, did not want to avoid her while in the same room or anything. He did not want to have to eavesdrop on her speaking with his horse in order to know how she truly felt about this. He continued going on, looking at her quizzically as she looked to have spoken but at the same time he was unable to hear what it was she may have said.Truly, he wanted them to be closer again and for things to be easier; simple if that was possible. Gaze became a little more emotion bearing as he looked at her now, frowning as she confirmed he was drunk but at the same time he was starting to think a little more decently though she was denying whatever he said by continuing on to tell him things he already knew. He was her boss and supposedly future King of France although he could pass on both titles really in his own opinion. Shaking his head, he sighed lightly before reaching towards in hope that it might spark something, that he might be able to uncover her feelings as well as his so they would have no choice but to give in.And as he pulled away, it was a regretful action which he apologized for and was confused when she told him not to be. He did not know what to do at this point so simply sat there, feeling like a fool as he pressed the ice pack against his injury. For a moment, both were awkward yet again and silent until she was the one to break this state by hugging him. Giving in, he wrapped his arms gently around her back and pressed his face against his shoulder.L'habitude d'abandonner.{Wont give up.} Lyrics murmured quietly to himself, not paying attention to anything else that may have been going on around them. Knowing somewhere that it was very wrong but at the same time knowing that he would rarely have another chance, he pulled away though only in a slight amount to gently rest a hand on her check and press lips to hers in a tender kiss. This was not allowed to last though and he glanced into her eyes for only a quick moment before wrapping back up into the hug to try and act as though nothing had happened and yet again wishing that he had not just pushed her away again.More than anything he needed her and wanted her right now as he was not feeling so great by this time and about ready to crash.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes, I'm somewhere with you. [/size] [/font] WORDS ::one zero nine six
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Post by rylie on Oct 19, 2011 19:34:51 GMT -5
I wish this, between you and I;could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
She knew that he would never blame her for this since it was simply not the way that he was, he allowed far too much blame to fall on his shoulders even when she did not think either that it was that large of a deal or it was not his fault to begin with. He was a worrier or so it seemed as he did not want to burden people with his problems and he tended to allow them to build until he was unable to handle it anymore and he would then explode in the form of doing something that looked less than appealing on his reputation like going to the Ice Box and drinking until he was belligerent and bitter tempered and she was easily able to picture exactly what had happened with Pirzi since she had seen him drunk once before and knew that he was the type that would have gotten in her face and since they did not get along he probably said something that was going to piss her off and therefore he might have even deserved to be punched but really never did Bentley deserve to be treated in that manner no matter what he had done to provoke her, that was simply because her opinion on him was biased though and knew what was going on in his life right now and that it was not easy for him, sure it did not make it right but it did tend to bring a little more understanding to the situation though and she was going to make sure that all of this was going to be fixed though, he did not need to deal with any more drama and this was a part of her job that she took very seriously. Damage control.
It was just immaturity that was causing him to lash out in this way and she knew that it would only be a matter of time before he was going to get all his shit together and realize that he needed to be mature in order to rule the country that he was going to be taking over and that he had far bigger problems that he was going to have to deal with without self-combusting. She would be there for him during that though, she would make sure that he was off to the right start and do whatever he allowed her to help with. She knew deep down that he was going to be a wonderful King and very powerful all he needed to do was start taking pride in the things that he was a part of and start to realize that everyone had faith in him for this role but himself. If his parents had not thought that he was going to be a good King then they would have elected one of the other members of his family as heir she had seen that there were other families that were like that when the eldest did not turn out the way that they would have hoped. When he started of speaking of whatever was between them and asking why they felt the need to keep pushing each other away there was a change in her where she was no longer able to keep the distance that she had put between them, it was dangerous and he was turning out to be her undoing and yet she did not mind this at all. She wanted nothing more than to admit her feelings for him. Everything was so tense between the two of them as she watched as he reached out to brush a strand of hair away from her face and then recoiled like he knew he had made a mistake but this caused expression to soften significantly and for her to tell him not to be sorry and he looked a little confused by this all until she drew him into a hug. The words that he spoke to her in French were things that were understood and caused her heart to flutter in her chest in the way it had always been between them. Where had they gone wrong? She was so weak to not be able to resist this but who would not want to feel this way? Je suis content. The French words were becoming easier and she no longer had to think of what placement of words came first when she spoke in the language. They were dangerous words between the two of them, of which she was not too sure what to think or what they were going to mean. As she felt him pull away a small panic set in thinking that he was going to utter to her how much of a mistake this was but it was quite the opposite when there was a gentle touch on her cheek and his lips met hers, this causing her heart to soar, this all felt so right. As she was pulled back into the hug lips grazed his neck very gently not caring that he smelt like alcohol just wanting to be as close as possible and never to let go, she was scared to.
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Post by bent on Oct 19, 2011 21:36:20 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size]
While he told himself over and over that it was time to start working towards his problems in other ways and being able to confront them, he was just unable to do so at this point. Over the summer, it was not as though things had been flawless but they had been looking up more than this so therefore then he had strayed away from drinking up until here and now. This year he had sworn to himself that he would grow up a bit more, mature in order to start looking towards what ruling a country was going to mean for him. Yet when the relationship he had wanted became a train wreck, he had resulted to this. But tomorrow this would kick his ass and he would regret it as he knew what had come up between he and Pirzi might haunt him for the rest of his life even and while he would try to make amends, this would only put things so far. Now there was nothing in his power to do right now as he was in no situation to try and make peace nor did he believe the princess would even bear to listen at this time. If anyone, Rylie was the only one who would but right now he was not even thinking about telling her as he was just glad to be in the same room and speaking with her again, even while in a drunken haze.Even if she was mad at him, he knew Rylie would not raise a hand against him yet find a solution another way and he just wanted to be with her right now, no matter what. She was a stress reliever for him which she was already doing just by being near him and understanding at the same time. For now she did not lecture him and this he was grateful of as he would get that numerous times later on for multiple things. Now he just wanted her; wanted them if it was possible.
Being enveloped into a hug had definitely caught him by surprise but never in the mood to dismiss the action as it was probably as close as he could get to her for some time as it had been far too long for his liking. Bentley wanted her back so bad it was not even funny nor had he ever imagined feeling like so. He was not supposed to fall for a servant, but it was too late now as emotions had developed deeper than he'd imagined as he never thought something so short would have felt so bad once it came to the end. Here they were, both fighting feelings whenever in the same room with one another but tonight he was on the edge of giving in entirely however did not due to how she was reacting. This was a lot better than what had been before, even if it only lasted for a short time since there had not been a time like this for the two of them in some time. Everything had been cut off since the end of summer practically and now he could not even hide the elation that was caused by the fact that they were hugging one another. Funny as he generally was not the hugging type although he was in no mood to let the girl go since it would surely cause the break between them again. Words were uttered in his own language, not thinking she would catch on but then again she did know something as she replied that she was glad of this.Smile overcame features instantly at this since it would surely mean something the following day, would it not? If he remembered the following day of course. Nonetheless it kept him pleased for now and then lips were pressed to hers for only a fraction of time as he did not want to push her away but simply could not fight the want to follow through with such an action in return to what had happened a few days ago. Several times, he'd been tempted to kiss her although it was forbidden after she put an end to them but now he did not care. To his luck, she did not move away and he was grateful as they were able to continue to sit there and hold her close to him with a soft sigh. Small shiver radiated along his skin as her lips touched there lightly but it was enough to be addicting in his book as every moment with her was savored entirely as he knew that this always ended bad it seemed though now he was not thinking of this.There was not time nor did he care to think about logic at such times. All that was on his mind was the girl, every thought consumed after she had been the one to hug him. Gently pulling her closer to him, he slowly leaned back on the bed to lay on his side, gaze running across her face as forehead was rested against hers. Princesse, He uttered softly, reaching up to let his fingers run lightly along her cheek. Please do not leave me. Lyrics requested quietly, meeting her eyes and admitting that he wanted her to stay there, needed her. At this time he was not even considering his room mates, as currently they were gone so in his mind they were forgotten entirely. This did not matter to him anyhow as he needed the girl in all honesty and was waiting on her response to this in silence. At this point he would do anything in his capability to make her stay as he did not know if she would return if she were to go out that door and this worried him.He did not want to see her go and wanted her there with him.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes, I'm somewhere with you. [/size] [/font] WORDS ::nine eight nine
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Post by rylie on Oct 20, 2011 1:17:52 GMT -5
I wish this, between you and I;could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
The Bentley that she had grown to know, while they had not been around eachother too much was nothing like the man that had been moping around the school since he had returned for his last year. It was impossible for her not to feel some sort of guilt because of it since it had been since the day that she had broken it off with him and what made it worse was the questioning of if she had been right in doing so, not too sure if this was all one large mistake that she was going to end up regretting for her entire life. While she had been attracted to her partner in Capall and found him very attractive the two had been together for almost six months and NEVER had she felt the way that she felt for Bentley about him. Even though it had been a short amount of time he was the kind of person that left an imprint on your life when you were no longer with them. When she had started to get to know him he had shown a vulnerable side of being unsure of whether he was going to make a good ruler and the things that he exposed to her, along with the problems with his sisters was something that she had enjoyed being his confidante for. It was hard to be there for his problems when not only was she one of the problems but they were also really not talking. She knew that he took his problems with him to the Ice Box when it all became too much and there he was intent on being free of them for at least a little while and ended up getting himself in a little trouble hence the last time that she had rescued him, she only wished that it had been the way that it ended up tonight instead of him being involved with whatever happened with Pirzi and having to rely on the German princess to take him back to his dorm room, this was yet another thing that she needed to make sure that they were clear on. You know you can call me when something like this happens right? I will always be there for you and I promise not to lecture you. She uttered gently. It was not her place to lecture him, she was not his mother and she was just working for him so therefore she was to be there for him and have his best interests in mind but she did not plan on influencing his decisions.
She had surprised even herself when she had hugged him and she felt like she was close to breaking down while being held close to him, she had to fight hard with her emotions and bite her bottom lip to keep from tearing up and she definitely did not want to cry in front of him, this could not happen, he had all of his own problems to worry about he did not need to worry about the fact that his servant was an emotional mess. Taking a few deep breaths though she was able to settle everything a little more and just relax in his presence with a small smile crossing her face, a genuine one that had been hidden since the day that she had called it quits with him. She knew that he had not expected her to know what he had been saying when he had muttered in a whisper the French phrase but one thing that he would come to learn was that when she was determined she was a very quick learner and it seemed essential that she learnt French it was a language that could always be used, it would also be easier for her to get into the course she had in her mind when he graduated if that was something that was in his future, post-secondary at least. She knew nothing of the Prince’s plans but she did assume that since his sister had been allowed to go to college that it would be the same for him even though he was the first heir to the throne. If she was going to serve him for a prolonged period of time it was going to help to know the language since a lot of time was going to be spent in France and she did not want to stick out like a sore thumb and be helpless when it came to mundane tasks. Already she had finished most of her refreshers and was starting on the more complicated phrases and different tenses of the verbs but she was sure that she could carry out an entire conversation in the different language.
She was happy that he seemed to be pleased at her response to his statement in French she did not know what this was going to mean or what it was going to lead to but she could not help but be nervous about it. The kiss told her everything that she needed to know, this was much too amazing to fight. She could not help but feel selfish that she was allowing this to happen when she had been so adamant that it was not a possibility. This time she was not going to push him away, if he did not want this to happen then he was going to have to be the one to tell her that, she was not going to be stupid enough to push him away yet again. He laid back on his bed and in change pulled her with him until the two of them were laying on their sides facing one another. Forehead touched his lightly and eyes met his as he spoke, the French word rolling easily off his tongue. I am not a princess. She uttered softly. It was going to take enough of her effort to remember the part she was playing when they were going to be in France and this was something that was making her nervous so she did not need to start that now. As she lay there though she could not help moving closer to place a gentle kiss on his cheek, I would not dream of it. She told him, making no attempt to pull herself away from all of this. She did not know what was going to happen tomorrow when he was brought back to his senses but she was going to make the best of being here with him right at this moment. She could tell that he was not feeling too well and it would only be moments before he was going to crash for the evening though she did not mind. A small and contented sigh passed through lips as she allowed her eyes to close peacefully for a moment before reopening.
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Post by bent on Oct 20, 2011 23:22:58 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size]
Initially, Bentley had been frightened by what had become in Riley, hence this was what had lead up to the first instance where she was the one to rescue him from Ice Box. And that had been then, where now feelings were ten times that at the least.While it had not been the feelings alone that had worried him, it had been the knowledge of how things would turn out in the end. They never had much of a chance it seemed, especially after he had her switch to being his own servant. While his parents had known of Marie's relationship with the German servant, he thought things would be different for him. Of course they had not been overly accepting of his elder sister's choice and he could imagine it would only be worse for him. After all he was the first in line, the eldest son who they had had high hopes for. He wondered now if it was Marie's relationship with Meinrad that had pushed his mother towards the arranged marriage idea as it had been a recent thing actually, though he would never come close to blaming Marie. All along he had been told and pushed towards royal girls, something his mother never forgot to remind him of yet nothing had ever become of that. Here and there maybe a dance or a conversation, but nothing more. His personal life had been a bit scattered itself and definitely not something the queen would have smiled upon but this was out of her control in his opinion.Had they known about what he had been like in the past few months, he probably would have been slaughtered. He could care less about the fact that his parents would positively be less than thrilled about the whole him and Rylie thing, not that it was there any more. While near the beginning of summer he was sketchy about publicity,no longer did it even pop into his mind really. Now this was all pointless as it had been made absolutely clear that nothing more was to come of them as she would not allow it even though feelings still were barely below the surface.Maybe one day he would convince he out of this, forget about everything she had said and help them both come back to their senses. It had been obvious, even with the small kiss in the auditorium that there was more between them than they were letting on now. But every step towards that resulted in two steps backward and caused the unnatural awkwardness between them which he would do anything in order to prevent it.
Knowing that his parents wanted him to marry well with a royal girl in mind, he still did not believe in this. He did not believe in the practice of arranged marriages. Why should one country have to marry into another in order to keep the peace? Why did he have to marry someone just due to their heritage? This he did not agree with and had fought all along the way and still was going to fight it. He was going to have relationships and marry whoever the hell he pleased, somehow. He would prove the valid point behind this, show his parents that he was capable of finding himself a proper bride no matter the social class. As king he was going to make himself and his country as happy as possible. Being King meant sacrifices and all of that but really did it entail a rule on marrying another royal? No, Bentley had honestly looked into this. Technically, once he turned eighteen he had the right to marry who he wanted and what not, as long as she was eighteen or older. Not that marriage was something he wanted now, it was just a point brought up in his mind. He still believed he would be able to fight this and prove his valid point. He was not going to fall victim to his parent's arrangements and he was not going to allow Marie to be a part of that either. For Reena it was a bit late and his fault but he would try to make something of this as he was still trying to make it up to his youngest sister all this still seemed impossible. Something had to be done though and this was something he understood without a doubt.
Listening to the words that were spoken to him, he nodded for a moment before smiling weakly. Thanks. He mumbled quietly, not really wanting to elaborate on this as it now probably seemed like a constant occurrence to her as of now. Yet with being wrapped into a hug with her, he was unable to think anything else as even in the state he was currently, he knew in the back of his mind that this was not something to disturb. Then and there, he had to refrain from smiling so much that he looked like an idiot but not every day was he able to do this.It was an opportunity far too good to pass up. Hearing her speak to him in French was a pleasant surprise as it was something he definitely could get used to but he did not want her to feel as though she was forced to say the language. And now, unless he studied another language himself, he could no longer utter things that were not quite appropriate for her to understand. He would have to keep his feelings as well as his thoughts to himself all together which was a daunting task for him actually. Occasionally, he would slip up and he was very aware of this.While the words had been uttered aloud to himself, he was glad now as she understood the meaning. He still was not going to back down from this as he did want something of it to continue. Surely there was a positive side to this somewhere.When he kissed her, it was assuring to himself that there was hope as she did not seem objective of this and it felt too good for words. Frown crossed his face for a brief moment, shaking his head lightly when she tried to argue the word he had spoken to her. Anyone can be a princess. He stated quietly before continuing on. You are my princess. Lyrics uttered with a small smile, not willing to hear any argument coming from her. Feeling exhausted though not wanting to close his eyes with the fear that she would disappear, he then asked for her to stay and smile broadened at the kiss that was placed on his cheek. Arms remained lightly wrapped around her sides and he was very pleased with the answer she uttered in return. I don't want to give you up. Slowly, eyes ran across her features as lids continued to get heavier and heavier though he tried to fight it. Hearing her sigh, he was able to watch for a moment as she closed her eyes and briefly noticing as hers reopened again. He drifted off into a peaceful sleep not long after this, exhausted and not feeling so hot after all that had happened that night however it felt easier to sleep with the girl that close to him as well.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes, I'm somewhere with you. [/size] [/font] WORDS :: one two two five
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Post by rylie on Oct 21, 2011 11:16:53 GMT -5
I wish this, between you and I;could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
This night was going to complicate things, she knew that but since when were they not complicated between them even when they were not involved. While things between them the last little while had not been visibly complicated she knew that it was terrifyingly complex with fighting the feelings that she had no idea where they were stemming from. If she had known how to exterminate them then she would have a long time ago but it seemed impossible. There was no way that she could see to get rid of them, perhaps if she spent a few months away from him, though that had not even worked since she had essentially done that over the summer when she had been working for Clara and had not seen him, he had come to visit her once but really the two had spent two months apart before she had come to France at the very end to start work for him, so the feelings were more powerful then time apart which meant that even if she were to spend time away it was not going to affect them and she would come back only to have felt like she had been tortured for the time away. Plus, there was no way that she was going to leave him, he was already making decisions that were less than responsible and she adored her job, she needed to keep an eye on him, she was responsible for him now and lately he had been having a few close calls she needed to see to it that it never escalated to anything more than that. When the told him that he was able to come to her for anything he thanked her and this caused a small smile to settle on features with a pleasant and almost relaxed expression, one that she had not been wearing for quite some time. Before now she had been so compelled by worrying about things that really she did not feel like she had time to be carefree and happy with not talking to him it was hard to know what was going on in his life and hard to make sure that he was not getting himself into trouble, she had to resort of rash measures that involved the barn manager of where he kept his horse and making sure that they had her phone number in case things were to happen, though that had worked out in both of their favors since it caused the two of them to be back on talking terms, temporarily at least.
She had been taking a liking to learning French and it seemed to come back to her easily since she had known all the basics well, and when she got something in her head that she wanted to do there was no one that could be more determined than her. Accent and pronunciation came easy for her as it always had and it was not really something that you were able to teach someone but now her vocabulary in the language was building and she had a grasp on even some of the harder phrases, she did plan by the end of the year to be able to take the test that would certify her bilingual, something that would always come in handy. Just in case, she was the type of person to prepare for the unexpected. She did not pull away from the kiss, it was not going to end in the same way the one in the auditorium had, after all where was the point in her running anymore? She needed to be there for him tonight to make sure that he did not do anything stupid even though she was almost positive that he was sobering up. She could not help wonder if this was the alcohol talking and forcing him into kissing her though, she did not allow it to bother her though since it was much too enjoyable to damper the mood. He uttered to her in a low voice that anyone could be a princess and she shook her head once more though she was not going to argue with him knowing that he was stubborn and not going to allow the idea to go. He then told her that she was his princess and a bright red tinge crept up her cheeks as she looked away from him for a moment. At least when they were set to go to France and visit them being in a relationship might be believable considering the chemistry between them. She could not help but kiss his cheek lightly and this caused him to grin back at her and mutter that he did not want to let her go, to tell the truth she did not want him to let her go either so there was no protest in that and she did not feel the need to say anything else. She could tell that he was getting close to passing out by the tired look that crossed his face, she also knew that he was going to feel terrible in the morning when he woke up. All she could do was hope that his room mates were not here for the weekend since she really did not want to have to try to explain what happened and why she was here, in his bed. It did not take long for him to fall into a light sleep but there was a long time that she just laid there listening to his heart beating and staring at the ceiling running through things in her mind and trying her best to make sense of it, finally though the thoughts seemed to tire her enough to lull her into a light sleep. As was normal for her though she woke up at the crack of dawn to freeze to the spot realizing that she was not in her own bed in her own room but rather draped under the arm of the French prince and her boss, this caused her to tense a little but she did not want to wake him and knew that it would at least be an hour until he woke up which gave her the perfect amount of time for her small journey. Luckily neither of the other boys were in the room which meant that they must have been away visiting family or something else. She snuck out from under his arm, taking a moment in the bathroom to make herself look presentable before rushing out the door and in the direction of her own room. After a brief shower and change of clothes she was feeling a little more refreshed and started on the next leg of her journey, Asprin was grabbed as well as breakfast from the cafeteria before she was away jogging up the stairs to the boys dorms, the food and Asprin being left on the bedside table before she sat lightly on the couch across the room with a small amount of homework that she needed to finish and becoming absorbed in the work.
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Post by bent on Oct 21, 2011 21:24:23 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size]
With they way he was thinking, or the lack of thoughts going through his mind right then, he was not beginning to think about the future and how difficult this would end up making things. He was far too consumed by the girl who was lying there with him, the one that he had his arms wrapped around and perfectly happy about this fact. Her words were something he did not pay too much attention to as he was fading but he could see when she was arguing with him which he was not going to allow. Their kisses only made him even more content as everything else had been long since forgotten, entire focus on his servant. Had he been sober, his thought process would not have been much different other than the constant worry and disbelief at the possibilities and what not. Right there, Bentley was optimistic as he was not considering how forbidden and 'morally wrong' this was, in accordance to something his parents would say. The only words that mattered to him then were the ones that came from Rylie although she did not say much and when she did it was difficult for him to hear as it was relatively quiet as well. Mostly, eyes washed over her face as he was aware of his own overjoyed expression but did not know what she was truly thinking. From the surface she seemed alright so therefore believed it was the same all the way through. While the words being spoken to her were true somewhere deep down in his mind, they were just simply things that he did not have the guts to say on any other occasion. This was of course sad, but really with the way they were, it was probably hurtful to say them anyway since either way they ran into a dead end along the road sooner or later. And if he truly found out what had happened between he and the girl this night, he would not want to take it back, only wish that he could change things a bit; like that he was not belligerently drunk and had not gotten himself into trouble with the princess. And naturally, he would wish that he would be able to remember it instead of having it flashback in a drunken haze or never be in his mind at all. Yet again, if only things were different for the two of them....
Having Rylie as a servant had turned out to be very handy actually, despite the on and off waves of awkwardness that were easily struck between them. She was more than she could ask for as she was seeing to things he did not even start to think about and doing more than he asked, which he would scold her gently about when they were not avoiding one another. Though when things were awkward, it was a bit more painful obviously since there was no good found in not having at least a civil relationship with your servant. Instead they seemed to go round and round with their childish game of either avoidance or acceptance but when the later happened, it generally lead to an event to revoke the earlier statement.At least there was a bit of progress worked into the cracks of these stages too or that was what he saw. When they were not avoiding one another, they were becoming a bit closer and generally when they became too close it was what made them take a step back. There had to be a balance, but Bentley could not manage to keep the balance, always too tempted and weak when it came to emotions which quickly counteracted the balance there. As with life though, one learned to take the good times with the bad, hoping silently that some time the good would completely overcome the bad. After referring to her as his princess, he noticed the blush that came to her face but was silent as he allowed this comment to sink into her mind as he was very proud of it at this point. When they would be visiting France, he had already planned that he was going to take advantage of that situation as he was going to let her know where his feelings still stood, convince her to give them time maybe even. Right here and now, things did not feel bad at all, quite the opposite and he was certain she felt the same otherwise she would have not stayed their beside him. He slept soundly after falling asleep and did not even stir as she moved away from him early in the morning. Later on, he rolled over in his bed and was halfway asleep as face was buried into the opposite side of his pillow. For some reason, something seemed off and as he inhaled, he knew his pillow just did not smell as it usually did. He must have been delusional, that had to be it. His pillow smelt like a girl as weird as that seemed. Waking up a little more as he though about this again and rolled back to stare at the ceiling, he had also slept in his normal clothes which was odd as well. Next thing he knew, there was a pain in his jaw which began to build gradually. He grimaced while stifling a yawn, now feeling like hell all together and drowsily stumbled to his feet. Grabbing some of his clothes from his drawers, he did not pay much attention before taking a quick shower and brushing his teeth before walking out of the bathroom while pulling his shirt over his head. Blinking, he looked to see Rylie on the couch and grabbed the aspirin that had been set out for him. He was a bit worried about what had happened last night as from what he had pieced together in the shower, he had decided that he must have had some girl in his bed with him and essentially done something to piss her off, resulting in the large and painful bruise along the left side of his jaw. And he was not at all sure if this true or how much his servant happened to know either. Hey, I'm sorry... He murmured quietly as he felt the need to apologize to her no matter what had happened, sitting on the edge of his bed and fidgeting a bit before straight out asking. What exactly happened last night? Lyrics uttered quietly, already feeling guilty as he looked at her somberly while nervously running a hand through his hair and waiting to see what she would say.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes, I'm somewhere with you. [/size] [/font] WORDS ::one one one three
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Post by rylie on Oct 22, 2011 1:08:46 GMT -5
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could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
She had woken up a little panicky, what if he did not remember anything about the night before and when he found out what happened with his servant was appalled by the whole idea? He was sleeping pretty soundly so she really did not think that he was going to be waking up any time soon. She knew that she needed to find out what had happened with Pirzi so that she would be able to fix it but that did not seem right before talking to him. She did know that it was only going to be a matter of time before whatever happened last night made it to his sister though and after that happened she was sure that he was going to need someone to be on his side, so really she was glad that they were back talking so that she would be able to be there for him during that time. She stopped herself from doing a whole bunch of small errands and she only was brief as she showered and re-dressed looking unruffled from the night before and made a trip to get him breakfast and all the things that a hangover tended to call for. She was back up in his dorm room in record time and she placed the breakfast along the side of his bedside table while then sitting on the couch across the room tucking her feet up beneath her comfortably as she read through one of the books that she had been assigned to read, she was just getting lost in the story when she looked up as he appeared from where he had been in the shower, she placed the book down on the place next to her knowing that she was probably going to have to talk to him about some parts of the night though she really wished that he would know about the two of them. She did not know how he was going to respond and this was making her very nervous. Eyes were raised to meet his. He uttered hey followed by sorry and this really seemed to be turning into a regular occurrence with him apologizing though in her mind he did not have anything to apologize for.
You have nothing to be sorry for. Not to do with me at least. She told him gently. Pirzi, well she did not know what had happened between the two of them but she had a hard time imagining the German princess just punching him for no reason. She was able to tell that he did not remember anything and while she was sure that it was for the best since really he might regret it she had wished that he would have been sober enough to know what was going on. He asked her what had happened and she straightened herself on the couch for a moment before responding. Well, you called me at about ten thirty and asked me to come here and when I arrived you were being escorted back to your room by the German Princess. I assume she punched you but we did not talk about what happened. She paused for a moment after that not too sure if she wanted to tell him the next little bit though she did know if she should just pretend that it did not happen. She knew that it would end up bothering her though. And, uh, we kissed. You asked me to not leave so I didn’t and really that’s about it. She finished with a nervous looking she did not have a clue what the sober Bentley was thinking, she did not regret the night though even if he blatantly rejected her now and they went back to the way they had been before. She got the one last time to be close with him and saw a glimmer in the Bentley that she had grown to really like over the summer. Perhaps he would be embarrassed and maybe he would be mad that she had stayed when she could have been seen by his roommates even if they were conveniently gone right now. She looked back down at the ground after running a hand through hair waiting to hear that he had to say and it seemed to be taking forever for him to speak.
Notes: Sorry its so short. Words: Seven Three One Tagged: Bentley Girard of France created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL |
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Post by bent on Oct 22, 2011 21:16:55 GMT -5
I can go out every night of the week [/size] Can go home with anybody I meet, [/font][/size]
It was not an uncommon occurrence, for Bentley to wake up one day after a night out and not recall a thing though this happened only when he had been well past having a few too many so therefore the night before he had drank quite a bit apparently. Now he was naturally paying for it the following day as when he woke up he felt as though he had been plowed over from a freight train, that was an accurate description. A migraine seemed like a term that did not begin to describe the pain in his head which of course was magnified by the fresh bruise which he was still trying to piece together just how that had managed to get there.Whatever had happened, it had most definitely not been good. Feeling this way was not the only reason he regretted his adventure to the bar, he was ashamed of this as he knew it was actually quite humiliating for himself and he was sure Rylie was embarrassed by him as well. She would find out about this, there was no avoiding it. Perhaps if he had friends, he would not have gone alone and gotten to this point or maybe they would have found something else to do. For now it appeared lucky that neither of his room mates were around; well he could care less about Tanner but he was sure Ric would try to figure out the reasoning for all of this. It was not until after taking a shower that he realized that his reason for going out drinking and trying to numb his thoughts was sitting right on his couch which in turn caused him to swallow a large lump in his throat as he tried to conjure up something appropriate to say, knowing he had let her down.After everything, even though there was supposed to be nothing between them other than the normal servant and royal relationship, he never wanted to have done this to her. She did not deserve that as she already had a handful with the up and coming venture to France which had been his fault as well. All she had done was be more of a servant than he could ever ask for and yet again this was proved as she had already gotten him breakfast as well as set aside some aspirin as she had already known of his hangover obviously. Thinking it was the best he could come up with currently, he apologized to her as it was hard to go wrong there, wasn't it? To him, it just seemed like a safe choice generally.
Though when she started speaking which he anticipated nervously, he was surprised as he was informed that she did not want his apology but someone else might which would probably explain the possible need for ice in a few minutes to numb half of his jaw. So far it seemed as though he had done nothing to hurt Rylie which was a good thing although this did not mean that he still did not feel guilty about the situation since she had to be involved. Even he was able to infer at this point that most likely whoever had punched him had had a good reason seeing as he was aware that he had the tendency to get extremely obnoxious when drunk and so therefore he was not entirely surprised that he did not return last night unscathed. As Rylie continued on to tell him what she knew, Pirzi was added into the equation and he instantly decided that she had been the one who had punched him. They had always gone round and round so therefore this would not have been much of a surprise and he would not have put it past that princess to strike out in a physical manner as she was not nearly as prim and proper as most which was known.Damn this would lead to something with Marie, he knew it would. Nothing had been said so he probably would not find the real story behind this until it came from his sister after being told by Pirzi or possibly in the gossip columns or something. This definitely would come back to bite him in the ass for at least a second time. Shit. He muttered, now concerning about something regarding the future. Because of me, I do not see any sort of alliance forming between Germany and France any time soon... He mumbled halfheartedly but was quickly distracted by the next words coming out of the girl's mouth. Eyes widened as he did not know how to respond about this or how she felt either. Oh... He mumbled quietly as brows knitted together for a moment. Of course he would have resulted to that while drunk as he would not have considered the reasons why he did not result to such actions more often. Yet she had told him there was nothing to be sorry for so then that had to mean that she was okay with it in a way, did it not? Though he really hoped this would not put a gap between them as there was a tinge of nervousness in the air and he tried to not allow it to get with him. His room mates were absent so there was no way they would find out about this which was good though he was not worrying about this right then, again wanting to see that nothing changed unbearably between he and the girl.Well it sounds like last night was...interesting to say the least. He commented at last with a small smile, trying to think yet again of what he should say in such a situation like this one. And thank you, I really appreciate everything that you have done for me. He uttered to her lightly, letting eyes wander across her features for a moment before reminding himself again of the terms they were on currently.He was being selective of how he acted around her to attempt at preserving the best possible relationship between them.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes, I'm somewhere with you. [/size] [/font] WORDS ::one zero two three
TAGGED :: Rylie <3
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Post by rylie on Oct 22, 2011 22:13:54 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 8B2323; width: 475px; padding-top: 5; padding: 10,5,10,5px; border: 9C661F, solid 8px;][/style] I wish this, between you and I;
could last f o r e v e r, lets make it last forever.
She was never the type to be able to drink she could not stand to not know what she had done the night before but then again she was just a control freak when it came to herself and she never wanted to be in a state where she was not able to manipulate the circumstances to make it work to her advantage, plus she could only imagine the mess if she had been drunk at the same time as he had, who would be there to save his ass? She needed to always be able to be there for him and really drinking had not been something that ever sounded appealing, perhaps one day soon he would grow out of it and realize that it was not something that he needed either. It seemed to only happen when he was tipped off the edge of a cliff of self-destruction so perhaps if she could prevent the deterioration then she would be able to prevent the need he felt to go and escape at the Ice Box and drink until he was a very obnoxious and foolish version of himself, surely he could not be feeling very well the next mornings so really what was making it worth it for him? He ended up getting himself into even more of a mess the nights that he did this. He just needed to realize it and there was a lot that was being banked on it. He only had this year to figure all this out since after he graduated he was going to have to be a lot more proper and she doubted that the people of France were going to tolerate seeing their future King wandering out and becoming drunk at all the pubs. It was just not very King like and while he could do it in the safety of his own home that was a cause for even more concern. She would never bring it up to him since she knew that he tended to regret it the next morning but at the same time she wanted to give him a kick in the ass and tell him that he was an idiot and tell him just how much he tended to worry her when he went off the deep end like this. She knew that it was not going to be any help though as she watched him as he came out of the bathroom and sat on the edge of his bed. Bentley needed to learn that he would always have her on his side and that she was not going to judge him for what was going on his life, she was not there to help him make the decisions though she was just there to make sure that the pieces were picked up and put back together as best as possible. Anything that he needed she was going to be there for.
She knew that his jaw was going to be sore and she was about to stand up in order to go and get him some more ice for it since that was really the only thing that was going to take down the swelling but he was already speaking again and asked her what had happened the night before so she knew that she needed to finish telling him and then if things got awkward she would at least have a way out and an excuse to leave the room in order to make the same trek as she had the night before to the common room in order to get him the ice from the freezer. She shook her head when he uttered that now he was sure that because of what happened the night before that he was not going to be able to have an alliance with Germany. She did not look that angry. I am sure it can be fixed. She told him and it was true really when Pirzi had dropped him off she was sure that the girl had had some time to cool off but more than anything she looked as though she was worried about him more than anything. She was nervous about telling him the rest and as she spoke her hands were folded together in her lap as she shifted uneasily. She was so sure of how she was feeling but now that things were out in the open she was unable to tell what was going through his mind, last night he had been so certain and things had changed for the better between them, she realized that she no longer wanted to hide her feelings but now she was back to not knowing what to do, not knowing what was going through his mind, he was probably thinking over how lucky they both were that no one had seen them and that no one had returned back to his dorm and she realized just how stupid she had been. I don’t regret it Bentley. She uttered softly and looked back down to the floor as he told her that last night had at least been interesting and she nodded lightly. He thanked her for all she had done and she shook her head. I want to be the one that you feel like you can rely on no matter what. She finished telling him before getting back to her feet. I am going to go get some ice, I will be right back. She told him all of a sudden feeling a little overwhelmed and needing to get out of the dorm room. Walking down the hall she took a few deep breaths to make sure that she was not quite as frantic and grabbed the last ice pack from the freezer and walked back with it, wrapping it in the same towel as the last one and handing it to him before sitting back on the couch again. Would you like me to leave? I wanted to make sure you were alright but I don’t want to stop you from doing whatever you need to do today.
Notes: Sorry its so short. Words: One Zero Two Nine Tagged: Bentley Girard of France created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL |
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