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Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #945 on May 2, 2009, 10:30pm »
The moment Noah read Matt's message, his hands retracted from the keyboard. Damn damn damn damn damn. He was an idiot. A complete idiot. What was he thinking. What the hell was he thinking? God, he just fucking screwed up. Again. And again. It was never ending. Why did he get himself into messes like these? Why did he even try? Why didn't he think, like any other smart person out there? He was such a fucking idiot. Noah suddenly ripped the power cord of his computer out of the wall and collapsed on his bed. Never again, never fucking again. From here on in, he would just leave Matt alone. There was no point. He hated him, hated his guts, loathed every part of him. Noah was very sympathetic with that feeling. He curled up under the blanket, unsure why he didn't go for the pantry. Right now, he just let the thoughts circle in his head, and endless mess of self hate, with the ring of his Fathers voice behind it all.
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Blinking at the computer screen, for a long time, Rem couldn't move. He, he really hadn't thought Matt had been serious. Hadn't let his hopes get up. Like he should anyway. He was just coming over to show him his piercings. Which would not be good. Rem couldn't let him do. Oh no no no. He remembered the way he felt when Matt had shown him the picture. In real life, well. Hell, Matt could NOT see his reaction. He was sure he could control himself, he wasn't some...sex crazed teenage boy. It'd be easy to just...not react as heavily as before. He was at least prepared now. He bit his lip and turned off the computer, drumming his finger on the desk.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #946 on May 2, 2009, 10:45pm »
Walking through the halls, Matthew felt a rush of confidence. It came from no where, but it felt powering and he liked it. A lot. Remington's door was in site. Quickening his pace, Matt soon reached the door. standing out side it for a meir five seconds, just enough time to take a deep breath. Turning the handle he found it unlocked. As quiet as he could, Matt entered and closed the door. All of the lights were off, but Matt could see that Remington's door was closed. Creeping over, he lightly put his hand on the handle. Quickly turning the handle, Matt pushed it open and jumped through the door. "Tada!" He shouted, unaware of the other people in the dorm who were sleeping.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #947 on May 2, 2009, 10:58pm »
Slowly leaning back in his chair, Rem stretched again, trying to determine the nature of the funny feeling in his chest. It was like he had butterflies in his heart. Totally annoying, really. He didn't know why he felt like that. He took a slow breath in and out again, closing his eyes. He kept them closed, realizing he was a little over tired. Not like he was going to fall asleep, could fall asleep. He was tired but super jittery, like someone had injected him with caffeine. Then, there was a loud shout behind him, causing Rem to jump out of his chair. He spun around to see Matt standing there and smiled. "Jeez, scare me half to death much? And you probably just woke up half my dorm with that shout," he said, shaking his head while he was still smiling.
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Rem was partially right. Noah was already awake anyway, laying curled up, his head tucked into his arms, his body shaking with a sudden chill. He'd heard the shout. It sounded strangely like Matt. That couldn't be though. He was already hearing voices around him, this was probably just another, come to torture him.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #948 on May 2, 2009, 11:12pm »
The site of Remington jump from his chair in fright, made Matt smile in delight. "Oh Remington, that is just what I wanted!" Raising his hands up in a half I don't know gesture and a that was supposed to happen gesture. Letting out a small laugh, Matt closed the door and turned back to Rem. "Now, where were we?" Thinking back to their conversation Matt remembered. Twisting his finger in a circle, he gestured for Rem to turn around. After an eye roll, he finally turned around. Smiling, Matt grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it over his head, dropping it on the floor. Clearing his throat, he watched as Rem slowly turned around.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #949 on May 2, 2009, 11:30pm »
Rem glared at Matt as he spoke, like he was angry or something. but he just couldn't wipe the grin off his face, making him look really silly. He didn't say anything, just watched Matt. He didn't really know what he was going to do. everything was always so unpredictable. He wasn't really...scared or anything. Apprehensive, maybe. He wanted to know what happened next. He turned around when Matt gestured for him to, crossing his arms to show he wasn't pleased. He was sure Matt wasn't going to do anything. He was just teasing him. He was at ease now, having decided. At a cough, he spun back around, his face almost smug. Of course, he was not expecting Matt o be standing there, shirtless, his piercings practically screaming for his attention. "ARG! Matt! My innocent eyes! My poor poor innocent eyes!" he shouted, covering up his eyes immediately.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #950 on May 2, 2009, 11:56pm »
Matt was a little disappointed when Remington immediately covered his eyes. He didn't even look at them! What was his deal? Quietly creeping forward, Matt grabbed Remington's wrists and pulled them away. "Now, I went through all that trouble of walking down here, you are going to look at them, or I will make you. Understand?" Half glaring, and half smiling, he watched as Rem closed his eyes. Damn, this was going to be difficult. "Fine, if that's how you want to play it." Letting go of Rem's wrists, Matt grabbed him by the waist and dropped him on the bed, quickly jumping on top of him. Grabbing Rem's hands, he locked them against his sides under Matt's legs, holding them tight. "Now look!" Almost tempted to pull his eyelids open, Matt help back, waiting to see if he would listen this time.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #951 on May 3, 2009, 12:07am »
Though he felt bad, Rem still kept his eyes closed, even when Matt suddenly tugged his hands away. It was half teasing, half knowing he shouldn't look. He was surprised when He felt Matt grab his waist and toss him on the bed. Even more shocked when he pinned him down. He was being really serious. He wasn't going to get out of this easily. Rem took a deep breath and opened his eyes. Shit. Matt was so right. So much more then right. They were so much better in person. And so much worse. With a real body in front of him, he has an urge to touch. He realized that his mouth was open slightly as he just stared. He closed it quickly, swallowing. He bit his lip and finally managed to rip his eyes away from the piercings. "Happy?" he asked. He sounded a little breathless. He blamed in on the fact that Matt was sitting on him. He stared directly into Matt's eyes, focusing there. He did not look down again. he wouldn't let himself. Anymore of that and it would get very awkward.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #952 on May 3, 2009, 12:23am »
Matt smiled as Rem's mouth just dropped open. It wasn't the reaction he was looking for, but it was better than nothing. "Yes, I am happy. Thank you." Giving Rem a teasing smile, he let Rem loose. Rolling over Matt laid next to Remington. Now he didn't know what to do next. Letting out a sigh, Matt realized, that he was actually really tired. Tired enough to the point where he could really just crawl up and sleep here, right next to Rem, as awkward as that would be. He didn't really know. He guessed it was up to Remington what happened next.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #953 on May 3, 2009, 12:36am »
Shifting slowly when Mat finally rolled off of him, Rem bit his lip again. He was a little relived, but he didn't know what to do now. Well. There was something he wanted to do, but that was freaking inappropriate. He shut down that corner of his mind. He wanted to talk. But he couldn't find the words to say what he wanted to, not right now. He fiddled with his shirt nervously, looking down. The silence stretched between them. This was a lot worse then the Internet conversation. They were saying a lot less now. He licked his lips. He kind of just wanted to curl up in a ball, just right here. He lay straight though, his heart beating in his chest. "Well isn't this depressing. We have better conversations over the internet then face to face," he stated blandly. Hearing his own voice made the words sound so much lamer. Just seeing them on a screen made everything appear much better then it was. Rem sighed slightly, wanting to close his eyes again, but was worried he would magically fall asleep.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #954 on May 3, 2009, 1:02am »
Staring at the ceiling, Matt remembered the last time he was here, laying on Remington's bed. It just so happened to be when they had first had intercourse, and secretly, Matt wanted to have Rem all to himself again. To do what ever he wanted with him, when ever he wanted. Unfortunatly, it was way to complicated for that. "I know hey. But, I guess it's better this way. I mean, there are things we need to talk about that would be so much easier online, need to be said in person, you know?" Letting out a sigh, Matt stretched his arms out in front of him, then returned them under his head. This would be the best time to have this conversation. Now or never.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #955 on May 3, 2009, 1:15am »
'there are things we need to talk about', Remington took a deep breath again and let it out ever so slowly. Stalling for time you could call it. He just, he felt a sudden sadness drift down onto his shoulders. He felt vulnerable all of a sudden, laying all spread out like he was. He couldn't stand it. He sat up slowly, curling his legs up, crossing his arms over his knees and nuzzling his head into the crook of his elbow, his face towards Matt. He was suddenly so uncomfortable. He wanted a blanket as well. Might as well just start sucking his thumb. "Yeah. I know. We need to talk," the words were spoken lightly, a little shaky around the edges. He didn't say much after that. He didn't know what to say. he wanted this to be like any good movie out there, where the perfect words would just suddenly come to his mouth. But he wasn't a scripted actor. He had thought about what he could say to Matt, there were so many ways he could go about it, so many different rehearsed speech's that he'd always wished he could say. He, he couldn't stand starting it though. It...it was so nerve wracking. He wanted to know what Matt had to say. Maybe hearing his voice again would just take the lock out of his mouth and let him speak.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #956 on May 3, 2009, 1:35am »
Matt watched as Rem got into a more comfortable position sitting up. He perfered too be laying down, to him it was a lot more comforting. Less effort in laying down, thus it was more relaxing, and during this conversation, he wanted to be as comfortable as he possibly could. Hearing Rem speak, Matt knew it was up to him to start this. The hard part would be deciding where. He could go to their first fight, the fight in the woods, the time they did it, the drugs, the alcohol, or the day they met. Deciding was going to be really hard. "Yeah. So I would to start by appologizing. I'm so sorry for everything. For beating you, and putting you through all of this, and then taking advantage of you. I'm sorry for all of it, you didn't deserve it. I was just being an ass hole." Once he had finished talking, Matt knew that by the end of their conversation he will have started to cry, like the pathetic rapist he was.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #957 on May 3, 2009, 1:50am »
Listening to Matt as he started speaking, Rem was still feeling really unsure. But then, he continued, and Rem just became more and more shocked. As soon as he was done, Rem spun around so he was facing him, sitting cross legged. For a moment, he couldn't find his voice. He just started at Matt, his mouth slightly open, emotions boiling up. Then, like a freight rain blindsiding him, his voice came back. "What the hell are you going on about?! You take that back this instant Matthew Palmer. None of this, none of any of this was any way your fault. You don't..I can't..You shouldn't even be thinking of apologizing to me. I'm the asshole here. The complete idiot, the jerk who doesn't deserve the second chance. I'm the one who screwed every single little thing up. And hell, don't you even dare try to apologize again. I'm the one who needs to apologize And oh hell am I sorry. Sorry for ever daring to hurt you, sorry for being an asshole and a jerk and not treating you right. Sorry for what I did to you, for what I've put you through. Extremely sorry for...what I called you. I did deserve everything you did to me. I was just such a jerk to you Matt. I don't even know what is wrong with me. You didn't deserve any of that," he finally deflated, his posture relaxing. he still looked into Matt's eyes, biting his lip nervously. There was one last thing he needed to say. "And...I'm sorry I still love you, and that I'm dragging you through this mess," he said, his voice quiet. He was looking down now, unable to make eye contact anymore.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #958 on May 22, 2009, 1:49pm »
Matt listened to Remington yell at him for his apology and why he shouldn't apologize. Sure, some of what he said was true but Matt was still to blame. "Remington, none of this would have happened if I hadn't been acting like a depressed little emo boy. I deserved all of it. But, you did not deserve what I did to you. I am sorry for hurting you like I did. Sure we both did things that made us assholes, but it was all, ALL my fault. Don't you dare try to make yourself feel bad for any of it. I started it, I did it, ME, not YOU!" Matt responded quickly after Remington spoke, he couldn't believe that Remington would even TRY to take all of the blame. It was mostly his fault, how dare he say what he did. At Remington's next words, all of Matthew's defense and anger deflated. "Rem, you are not dragging me through this mess, if anything, I freely chose to go through the mess. I'm still in love with you too." Like Rem, Matt looked away, but instead of down Matt looked left, and his gaze rested upon a familiar painting on his wall. A small smile slid onto Matt's face, he was glad to see Remington received and liked his Christmas present that he had not signed, but instead wrote, Santa. Lame yes, but they weren't talking at the time, and that would have just been weird.
Re: Standing on the side-lines « Reply #959 on May 22, 2009, 4:00pm »
Listening Matt through, Rem still kept his eyes down. He wasn't feeling sad, or shy, or whatever he was feeling before. He was just trying his best to figure out what was going through Matt's head. It was so infuriating! Rem immediately knew what he was going to do, what he was going to say. He looked up at him then, his jaw set. Matt said something else though, something that made Remington pause for a moment. He breathed in deeply, closing his eyes. This was not the scene he imagined them ever professing their love for one another, and now it was to late to do a thing. He opened again, deciding to just stick with his plan. He gently moved on the bed, watching Matt as he started at the painting Rem had gotten at Christmas from someone, though he never knew who. He'd asked all his friends, but they'd promised him they didn't have a clue. He stopped when he was near to Matt's face. Matt looked up at him, seeming a little shocked, but Rem didn't give him a chance to say anything. He reached out his hand and put it firmly over Matt's mouth. He lent closer, his eyes narrowing. "Not another word out of you," he said forcefully. He prayed that Matt would get pissed and beat him to a pulp for touching him. But he had to do this, he had had enough. He softened the glare in his eyes though, sighing slightly. "Honestly, Matt, I don't see what your trying to say. Are you talking about the same situation I am? Because, way I see it, you're a little insane. It was in your every right to be depressed. It was me, not you, that was being way to pushy and trying to get you not to be depressed when all I should have done was care like a good boyfriend would. You think you deserved the way I treated you? That, thats like...A tree deserving to be cut down because it was in someones way. Totally out of this world and just wrong. I. Deserved. Every. Little. Thing. You. Put. Me. Through, okay? I seriously did. I thought you got it. Like you said, way back then, this is all my fault. I'm the screw up. I over reacted, I did things I really should have thought about, I was an idiot. And I do feel bad for every second of it. I mean, how the hell could I have ever wanted to hurt you like I did? Everything you did was justified, had a perfectly good reason. Stop trying to be the good guy here Matt, and please, just stop apologizing, before you drive me insane," he breathed out after his lengthy speech. He still had his hand pressed over Matt's mouth. He wasn't about to move it, let Matt talk unless he agreed some other way that he was just going to stop trying to take the blame that was not in anyway his and accept that this all was Rem's fault.
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