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Post by Heath Mulligan on Jul 3, 2015 0:12:56 GMT -5
Heath laughed, nodding his head a bit before finishing his glass with final swallow, then setting it back down onto the counter with a loud thump. Ana was right...as much as he hated admitting it. It wasn't anything personal either...he just despised admitting when any was right and he was the one who was wrong. The truth of the matter was as plain as day: this had been the first time in a long time that he had been able to have any kind of civil and respectful conversation he had had with a woman that didn't involve vulgar, sexual words or phrases. Normally, that's how it went for him, and because this wasn't going the way he normally planned, he wasn't sure exactly how to respond, which made him feel more raw and vulnerable.
"I know," Heath retorted curly, his eyebrows curling in displeasure. "I apologize for treating you the way I have treated countless women before. It's not respectful. Please forgive me, miss," he than said, bowing his head at a slight angle to show the slight shame he felt.
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Anastasia Andrushkiv
Singer/Flapper
Totally fucked, will they mess you up? Well you know they're gonna try...
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Post by Anastasia Andrushkiv on Jul 3, 2015 13:30:00 GMT -5
"Hey what did I tell you? I'm not like other women Heath so you don't have to say sorry for the stupid shit you say to me because frankly at the end of the day I don't care. I know who I am, and what I am. So as much as it kills me in the moment yeah at the end of the day I'm going to be okay right?" She said watching him finish off his drink and looking at her own. She just had to let everyone words roll off her like water off a ducks back really, otherwise she would probably always hate herself if she listen to what everyone else said about her. "But of course you are forgiven and I think it's pretty sweet that you would say sorry."
With that she leaned forwards slightly and kissed his cheek before pulling away and taking a drag. "Also thank you for this... I need this."
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Post by Heath Mulligan on Jul 3, 2015 17:17:02 GMT -5
He smiled a crooked smile at her reply, then sighed, deciding not to argue with her anymore...because what was the point, really? If she wanted to see herself as a whore...then no one could stop her from doing so-especially not him. Who was he to her, and vice versa? They had been practically strangers that had included a single tonight of sleeping together. Besides that, he didn't know a thing about her...and as vain as he admitted to being, Heath knew there was far more to woman than besides what was between her legs.
He nodded at her thanks, remaining unreadable at her kiss, then groaned loudly, rubbing the side of his face. His eyes scanned the room and landed on the clock resting on the far opposite wall. It clearly read nearly 3 in the morning. He then sighed and turned back to her. "You're still a woman," he told her, his gaze steady on her own. "You deserve to love and be loved by a man."
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Anastasia Andrushkiv
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Totally fucked, will they mess you up? Well you know they're gonna try...
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Post by Anastasia Andrushkiv on Jul 3, 2015 22:28:51 GMT -5
You deserve to love and be loved by a man."
She smiled a sad soft smile and took another drag. "I was one." She admitted, another painful tibbit from her past most people didn't know about her. Not even Knight or Fin knew about this. The one boy she loved and he loved her but... "I was young and naive, I thought love was the sort of thing that was honest and pure ad could never be broken and boy was I wrong. But when you are sixteen and you feel so unloved... well, you believe anything a handsome boy will tell you. I haven't been much into love ever since." She said with a sigh before putting out her cigarette and looking back at Heath.
"What about you Heath? Every had a little sweet thing to call your own?" She asked looking over at him with a small yawn. Fuck it was getting late and she wanted to sleep but you know... she might never get the chance to talk to Heath like this again.
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Post by Heath Mulligan on Jul 7, 2015 20:04:00 GMT -5
Heath listened to Ana intently as she spoke, allowing himself to absorb her words. Once she had finished explaining her own
situation, he offered a soft, sympathetic smile, then nodded in response; too enveloped in his own thoughts to vocalize at that very moment. Instead, his mind drifted back to the young teenage girl that had been sold to him and his mentor Rusty years ago. Her parents had bargained her off for a bag of drugs when he had just gotten into the smuggling business.
Seeing the way the girl was changed and morphed into something else entirely was unnerving for him. When he had first laid eyes on her, the girl had been quiet, yet headstrong. She had never shown any physical attributes of being stubborn, but Heath had seen it in her solely because she had reminded him of herself. Then, just days after having her in their home, the girl had changed tremendously. She had become more skittish and untrusting of the world around her. He was sure that it had been Rusty to had brought such negative emotions out of her. If there was such a thing as real wishes, the only wish Heath would have made was to go back, find the girl that Rusty had violated, and protect her any way he could.
He cleared his throat, and shook his head. "Uh, no," he brought a hand up to the base of his neck. "I just have a soft spot for women who are faced with a lot of shit and can't defend or help themselves."
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