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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 21, 2006 12:48:37 GMT
Sienna snapped out of her little mood swing a little while later. Longer than she expected but they'd got talking about something in the film and it seemed to have broken the ice again. She still couldn't believe he'd asked that though. Even if she had took it to heart a little too much.
They carried on their talk, remembering things that had happened before, talking about stuff that had happened since and even at one point things that could happen in the future. She was intoxicated now, she wasn't really thinking about whether or not they were going to get together, but as the film finsihed and he got up to switch it off, she knew something else was going to happen. He sat down and she looked towards him, staring into his eyes a little before he moved to kiss her.
At first, she brought her hands up to his face, resting one on his cheek and the other on his shoulder. But after a few seconds the kiss deepened and she snapped out of the dream. Her hands slid down to his chest and she pushed him away, turning her head to the side and looking down, moving back on the sofa so she was leant against the arm again, further away from him. "I-I'm sorry. I just... can't. Not right now. W-we barely know eachother!" She said, stuttering a little as she looked up towards him. She knew he'd be either angry or disappointed, but which? She wasn't sure, she dreaded what she'd see in his eyes, knowing it'd either cause her heart to break, or make her want to run.
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Post by {&lane jordyn;; on Dec 21, 2006 13:16:17 GMT
He enjoyed those couple of seconds, but as her body tensed, and her hands gave him a light shove, he felt a deep guilt in his stomach. He'd done something wrong, he shouldn't have kissed her.
He bit his lip, and stood up, stubling again just a little, barely noticable, he stalked to the door apologising. He couldn't stay now, now that he knew she didn't want him like that any more.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't ..."
He grabbed the door, and yanked it open, the air from outside ruching into his lungs, he went dizzy and again bit his lip. How to respond. How to respond. He stepped outside and waited for a moment.
It seemed he'd made a big mistake coming here tonight. He was so angry with himself for thinking she could still love him now. No one clung to the past like he did. But then again, no one had a past like he did. When he'd met Sienna, she'd changed everything for him. She'd kept him from the edge, she'd stopped him from finding the bottom of every bottle, from killing himself with drug abuse.
Then everything happened.
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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 21, 2006 13:28:54 GMT
Sienna closed her eyes, bringing her hands to her face, then running them up through her hair. The grips that were holding the bangs back had got lost somewhere during the night and her hair had just fallen back around her face. She was too drunk to notice though. He got up, apologising and walking for the door. What the hell had they done? They'd just opened a closet of skeletons, let the past run loose again. Her head really did want him, but her heart was just telling her to be careful. There was so much that could go wrong, and then three lives would be destroyed. Hers, his and Natasha's. It wouldn't be fair on any of them, but especially the little girl. She'd never had a daddy and she didn't mind. She loved her mom so much, and her mom gave her enough love to count for two people anyway.
But if she let Lane in, it could go the other way. They could be together forever like he'd always promised her before. But he'd broken that promise. And that was both of their faults, they should have been more careful, in more ways than one. And now they'd been reunited but he was leaving. Maybe she did want him the way he wanted her. "Wait!" She called, but it was followed by a gunshot.
She looked up, standing quickly, overcoming the dizziness that had captured her and ran for the door. Obviously she wasn't as quick as she thought. When she got there, Lane was on his knees with his hands in the air, a shotgun pointed at his head. A guy lay dead more or less at her feet. She gasped, turning her head away from the body and the pool of blood that was forming around it. "What...?" She stopped mid sentence, looking up to see the guy behind all this. She recognised him. He was a guy from the club, a regular. She'd given him a lapdance that once when she'd stood in for someone, and ever since he'd been in love with her. He'd ask her often to go for a drink with him but she always said she was busy. He was old enough to be her dad, but he was filthy rich. "Jack? W-what the hell?" She blurted, her face creasing into a frown as she looked down to Lane and then back to Jack who's eyes were fixed on her now, the gun still pointed at Lane's head.
{haha couldn't resist using that name }
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Post by {&lane jordyn;; on Dec 21, 2006 13:43:37 GMT
{ haha }
Lane had ran down the stairs, and had been walking up the road when he'd heard shouting, he'd turned just to see the moments were a guys brains got blasted out, the guy, tall, with slight stubble, and short brown hair, looked at Lane, smirked and walked over to him. God this guy needed psychiatric help.
Lane stepped back, but the bloke lunged and grabbed his hair placing the gun next to his head. Lane shot his hands in the air, repeating the word 'whoa'. He called Sienna in a panic, hearing the gun click by his head, Jack's finger on the trigger.
"Hey, pal, I ain't gunna tell no one aobut this, kay? I been locked up in prison myself, I wouldn't wanna put that on you."
Sienna was now in view, and Lane's heart was racing pretty fast. He couldn't quite believe he had a gun by his head. He furrowed his brow, confused as sienna seemed to know him, Jack released his grip a little, but still had Lane trapped in his grip. He sighed in a panicky way, andlooked up at the gun with caution. Jack's eyes seemed to be fixed on Sienna now,.
"Sienna, chick, you know this guy? He your partner huh? That why your always busy? Get me all excited and your going home to this scumbag?"
His head snapped around, in a gruesome manner, and by now some person was looking out of the window, telephone in hand, by the looks of it calling the police. Jack looked up, and removed the gun from Lane's head, firing it at the window, smashing it connected with the woman. Was she dead? Lane wasn't sure.
"Answer me for fuck's sake or I'll shoot you too, you whore!"
Lane couldn't take him calling her that, and his temper started growing, before he could stop himself, he shouted.
"Shut the fuck up you bastard!"
Of course, anyone called this, and told to do this, could get angry, but, Jack, Jack was different, he was strange and not well in the head.
"You asking to die now buddy?"
He said, strongly.
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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 21, 2006 15:41:10 GMT
Sienna stopped, looking around. Typical, when you need someone around, no-ones there. She jumped on hearing another gun shot, almost stumbling backwards over a bottle on the floor but steadying herself before she tripped. She heard Jack speaking to her and she shook her head. "No, he's not my guy. We're just good friends. And I've told you, I don't want to be with anyone, not you, not anyone." She explained, her voice rushed as she realised she may not have enough time to piss him off or mess him around.
"Please Jack, just leave him. I'll make sure he doesn't tell." She begged... In vain.
"Shut up." He said simply, looking down at Lane, grabbing his forehead and pulling it back so his head was tilted back wards. "Do you love him?" He said to Sienna, looking up at her. She didn't reply, so he hit him, off the side of the head with the metal handle of the gun. She gasped, jumping back as he hit him again and again, repeating the same thing over. "Do you love him?" She reached forwards but as she did, some guy who'd been watching who she figured was some guy Jack knew grabbed her, restraining her around the waist. "Please! Leave him!" She screamed, reaching forwards again but the other guy was at least twice the size of her and about twice as strong too.
"Sienna, do you love him?" Jack asked again. She was crying by now, tears streaming down her cheeks as she flinched with every blow Lane received. "Yes!" She screamed. "Yes I love him!"
Jack let go, pushing Lane forwards so he fell to the floor and then ran. The other guy dropped Sienna and ran too. And Sienna ran forwards, grabbing Lane and helping him up, dragging him back upstairs to the safety of her penthouse.
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Post by {&lane jordyn;; on Dec 21, 2006 17:37:33 GMT
The blow to the head was painful, and not just any ordinary pain either, it was forced upon him with the power of a bull, and straight away he could feel a trickle of blood along the side of his face, which he wiped away with his hand as the men retreated to their vehicle and sped off, firing bullets into the sky.
He followed Sienna into her penthouse, slightly confused by what she'd just said. She loved him? Naw, surely she'd just said that to get him off of her. He bit his lip and again wiped away the blood from the slight gash. It wasn't as bad as he initially thought, just a little slash.
He walked into the penthouse, bolting the door behind him, and walking over to Sienna.
"You knew him?!"
He said, slightly suprised. He walked over to her kitchen tore a piece of kitchen roll from the holder, and ran it under cold water. before pressing it to his head a flinching a little.
He coughed slightly and looked in her mirror, noticing the bleeding had stopped, and now it was just red and slightly bruised.
He flung around a little too quickly, knocking the face down picture of Natasha off of the surface, it fell onto the floor, and there was a smash. He bit his lip and bent down to pick it up, the frame was ruined, but the picture was intact. Examining it he inhaled sharply, his mouth dropping open. The girl looked so much like him, it was unbelievable.
"Natasha's mine ... isn't she?"
He said, putting the pictureframe on the side, and letting his fingers trace over the little girl, on the photo he still gripped. He sighed and shook his head.
"Please don't deny this Sienna. You knew how much I wanted a child, you can't deny this from me ... SHE'S THE SPITTING IMAGE OF ME. Sienna you told me she was three, still in preschool, no way. She's mine, she is isn't she?"
He caught her eye contact, he was pained, more than angry. Upset.
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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 21, 2006 17:58:50 GMT
Sienna fell onto the sofa in floods of tears as they re-entered the house. She'd just seen someone get shot! And it was her god-damn neighbour! Her make-up stayed intact but she still dabbed around her eyes. Jumping when she heard the smash of glass in the kitchen, she hurried in, worried that Lane might have collapsed or something. But it was just the photoframe. Shit the photoframe!
She tried to grab it before he did but she was too late. Fuck. He examined the picture then looked at her, a look of hurt and confusion on his face. She didn't reply when he asked the question, just turned away, facing the window, her hands propping her up on the side. "I'm so sorry. I didn't want you to know. I don't know if I want you in my life. Or Natasha's. I can't afford to mess this up for her too. I need to be careful, don't you understand that?" She explained, turning to look at him a few times. She was still crying, shuddering every now and then as a new flood of tears threatened.
She stood for a second, a debate taking over her mind, everything she needed to think over running through her mind. After a few minutes she walked towards him, her lips pressing against his vigorously as she brought her hand to his cheek. It only lasted a few moments before she pulled away, resting her head on his chest, tears falling again.
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Post by {&lane jordyn;; on Dec 21, 2006 19:28:53 GMT
He listened to her answer, and also faced away. He couldn't take any of this in, but as he turned back, to promise her he'd bew a good father, he felt her lips upon his, and her smooth hands upon his stubbly face, he kissed her back, only to find she'd pulled away and curled into his chest.
Letting his hands reluctantly place on her back, he held her close to him, then gently gripped her thigh, hoisting her up he lifted her against the window, joining lips with her again.
Kissing sienna was like kissing an angel, his lips parted, and his tongue made it's way into hers. He couldn't qute believe this, and was convinced that at any moment, he'd wake up in his bed, documents with hundered of Brooke's in America.
But then again, it was all so real, her lips on his, that was real. Before he knew it, his tee was on the floor, and he was hoisting hers over her head.
He lifted her onto the breakfast bar, his lips never leaving hers whilst he let his jeans fall to the floor, and pulling hers off he lifted her once more, slipping into her, pushing her down onto him, they broke apart for a moment, whilst they both adjusted, pleasure ripping through his body, he walked into the lounge, placed her on the floor, and began to push himself in and out of her slowly and tenderly.
His hands groped at her bosom, and he began to swell whilst inside of her. He breathed heavily, moaning every so often. This is how it used to be.
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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 21, 2006 20:16:46 GMT
Sienna closed her eye, taking in his scent as her hands joined her head on his chest. Then he lifted her onto the side, kissing her again. She didn't even smile at what they were doing. She just felt too serious, like if she laughed it would change the mood. He kept moving her around, from by the window to the breakfast bar to the lounge, leaving a trail of clothes behind them.
They lay on the floor, right infront of the fire on the sheepskin rug. It seemed so romantic, but nothing about the way they were going could be romantic. It seemed so desperate and rushed. And before she knew it, it was over and they were lay side by side. All she could remember was getting up and pulling him into the bedroom where they did it again and then it was blank.
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She woke up the next morning, the voils pulled around the bed, the covers pulled right up, almost over her head. She was lay next to Lane, pressed up against his side, her head on his shoulder and her arm across his stomach, she just lay there for a while, watching his chest rise and fall, knowing she'd made the right choice. Of course, she'd made her decision. Thats why she'd kissed him in the first place, to show him that she did want him, that they could be together and they could make it work. She began running her finger in lazy circles on his stomach, watching it tense. "Wakey wakey, rise and shine." She whispered in his ear, kissing his cheek and then lying back on his shoulder. Her mom was dropping Natasha back in an hour, they needed to get moving now, he couldn't be here when her mom came. She still hated the sight of him.
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Post by {&lane jordyn;; on Dec 23, 2006 15:39:01 GMT
His eyes began to flutter open, and he quickly gathered his bearings.
Sienna's room. His head was kinda pained from the frinking the night before, and his forehead was throbbing from the slight gash from the gun strike. He didn't want to leave today, but he knew he'd have too.
He felt her skin against his and shuddered, and then her soft voice followed. He grinned and sat up a little, wrapping his arms slowly around her bodice.
He didn't want to talk, in fear of throwing up. Hangover indeed. No one could've survived last nights alcohol blitz, even those who, like himself, could REALLY actually handle their drink.
He looked at the clock, then back down at Sienna's face, kissing her lips softly. He didn't know if this meant if they were a couple now, or whehther they were simply ... friends with benefits or whatever.
He breathed deeply, contemplating whether or not to ask, but really he didn't want to make her out to sound like a whore, and decided to leave it.
"W-When you told that guy who had the gun ... when you told him you loved me ... that was just to get him to stop, right?"
He asked, nervously, his heart beating so fast, he was sure she'd be able to feel it. He bit his lip, and closed his eyes, resting his chin on the top of her head. He hoped she'd say no, deep in his heart, because, deep in his heart, he loved her more than anything else in the world, and wanted to father her children, wanted to be the one that slipped a ring onto her finger.
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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 23, 2006 16:04:16 GMT
She smiled as he opened his eyes and looked towards her, at first looking slightly startled that she was even there. But after he remembered, he slipped his arm around and she cuddled into him, her head still resting on his shoulder.
They lay in silence for a few minutes, both of them obviously thinking. Sienna knew she'd made a good choice, but what was everyone going to say? Her parents? Destiny? Everyone? The story was all over the press when it happened, surely people would recognise them and stuff. And Natasha, what if things went wrong with them? She might not like him or if they ever ended it she'd be confused. But she really did love him. She'd always wondered what he was doing and where he was living. She just didn't expect it to be over the other side of town. She sighed gently, deciding to stay silent, she had alot to ask him but not right now. Just as she was about to get out of bed and get a shower, he kissed her, forcing her to stay there a little longer. A small smile crept onto her face as she rested back on his shoulder, her eyes closing a little.
She felt the soft rumble of his chest as he began to speak and she opened her eyes, looking up towards him. What? She could barely even remember telling him she loved him. Last night was such a blur, what with the alcohol, that guy, the sex. But she'd told him she loved him? Woops. She did though right? She sat up a little, resting her arm on his chest and leaning forwards, kissing him gently. Her hand slipped to the side of his stubbly face as she parted his lips with her tongue. It didn't last long, she pulled away, planting a few gentle kisses on his lips and then lay back down, her hand on his chest.
Hopefully that would answer his question.
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Post by {&lane jordyn;; on Dec 23, 2006 20:42:36 GMT
His hands slid through her slightly knotted hair as she kissed him, and even though her elbow in his chest hurt, he didn't want to move her. As she broke away he grinned. Well that answered his question perfectly.
He took a deep inhalation, thought about the words he was going to say, then delivered them, in a soft, heavenly tone, almost just a whisper.
"I love you too."
He said, taking another sigh. Around five minutes passed, and he slowly moved her off of him, the voils around the bed almost creating a little den for them, which he liked a lot. He looked at her, and smiled, his eyes told her, or should have told her, he was thinking hard.
"Can I see Natasha. Can I see my daughter?"
He said smiling lightly. His hands trailed down her body, to her hip, then her thigh, were he rested his hand, let his fingers trace shapes before moving them back up under her shirt, to massage her breasts, in the slightest sexual way, not like he was craving for sex or anything, just to let her know he was there, and he liked what he had right now.
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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 23, 2006 21:13:10 GMT
Sienna smiled as he told her he loved her too. She kissed his chest and then lay back again, closing her eyes. She almost fell back to sleep but Lane moved her and she snapped back into reality, sighing gently and yawning, rubbing her eyes. Why had she stayed awake so late last night? Oh yeah....
She just couldn't bring herself to move, everything was so perfect, she just didn't want to ruin it. She felt his hand ghosting down her side and then up his shirt that she'd threw on earlier. She loved wearing guys shirts, only in bed obviously but she just loved them being baggy and the smell, everything. Especially as it was Lane's too. He still used the same after shave he did 5 years ago. She'd slept with a fair few guys since him, but she'd never been with anyone who smelt quite as nice. "Mm, don't I gotta get up." She said, swatting his hand away and then sitting up, pulling her hair back with a hair band that was on the side and then getting out of bed. She pulled back the voils and then grabbed his hand dragging him with her.
She wasn't sure how to reply to his question. She just stayed quiet for a few minutes, taking him into the kitchen. "I don't know. I mean, sure you can see her. But I don't know if I want her to know just yet. You can tell her if you want. Just don't expect much of a reaction. She's shy and she's never really had a guy figure in her life. Its always just been me and her and she might not get used to it all too easily." She replied, looking towards him and telling him to help himself to whatever he wanted, then heading off for a shower.
Twenty minutes later she emerged again, dressed in jeans and a plain tank top. "You might wanna make yourself scarce for about 30 minutes. My mom's gonna be here in about 5 and she'll probably stay for a while." She warned, walking towards him and planting a tender kiss on his lips. She felt a little harsh, bossing him around and hiding him but hopefully he understood where she was coming from. It was too soon for her parents to find out. Way too soon.
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Post by {&lane jordyn;; on Dec 26, 2006 19:16:39 GMT
He groaned and watched as she got out of bed, and he fell back, a sulky look of his face. He was such a big kid, when he wanted to be. He didn't want to leave today, and he could surely sit in a wardrobe for half an hour or something. Or sit in the bathroom.
Sienna's mother was a tramp, or so he thought, he'd said that to Destiny a few times and got a slap, and the woman wasn't even Destiny's proper mother.
As for the girl, Natasha, they didn't have to go into telling her straight away that he was her dad, surely over time, she'd get used to him, start calling him daddy, he wasn't impatient like that, he could cope with them getting to know each other, and he knew it could take years, by which time, they could've had more kids.
Who knew what the future held.
"You think it's a good idea, me hiding? I mean, if we're getting back together, then surely it's better to tell the truth than to lie. You're mom'll forgive you baby. And as for Mini-Freckles, we don't have to go straight into the whole dad thing, we can just be friends for the first couple of months, then we'll slowly bring her up, until she recognizes by herself. If she's anything like you, then she's a smart little kid. I want her to feel comfortable. I've changed Sienna. I'm not the dirty cop no more. I'm not a bastard, I'm a genuine guy now."
He sat at the end of the bed, his chest bare, his legs covered by the duvet, and his boxers pulled up over his ass and parts. Stepping up he kissed Sienna's forehead, and slipped downstairs, grabbing his top and jeans from the kitchen floor. Then running back up to Sienna. He grinned and plonked back onto the bed, laying down.
"So ..."
He said, eyebrows raised.
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Post by [xSIENNAbrooke] on Dec 26, 2006 19:37:05 GMT
Sienna ran a hand through her wet hair as he spoke, picking up a brush and dragging it through. Luckily, her hair was naturally wavey but it didn't have that layer of frizz most peoples had. Of course it did frizz sometimes, but usually she was lucky. She stood in front of the mirror at the end of the bed, looking into it to see him behind her. She sighed, turning to face him and shaking her head. Are you serious? My mom'll have a fit. She probably won't even leave Natasha here if I tell her now. Just go out or stay in here or something." She said, turning back to the mirror again, pulling out the hairdryer and switching it on low so she could still hear him.
Mini-freckles? Oh God. He was not calling their daughter mini-freckles. "She's called Natasha." She said with a smile, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. He continued talking but she just didn't know what to say. She switched off the hairdryer, turning to him, looking down. "Okay, fine. I just don't want her to be messed around, Lane. It's scary to just suddenly have a daddy after living without one all your life. Just go easy on her. Don't push her, let her come round herself." She warned. She knew her daughter best, and she knew she'd be completely dazed if she found out that she had a new dad right now. He left the room and she sat on the bed, closing her eyes and falling back. She just hoped to God this turned out okay. She couldn't live with herself if she messed up now.
Lane re-entered the room, laying down next to her. "So...what?" She asked, rolling onto her side to face him, her body pressed against the side of his.
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