Falling in love one last time [Stephaine+Demitri]

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Stephaine walked onto a small field her shoes fitting the grass to a a odd shape that matched her coture high hills. Alice skipped over to her as they both sat down apon the wet grass.
"Im stuck" Stephaine proclaimed.
"What?" she asked joyfully.
"I'm stuck... I had a fake love. I was mad at everyone for his death, so now almost no one likes me and Its to late to start being likeable" she said without any enthosiasym.
"Oh you will find someone" Alice said trying to cheer her up. It didnt work.
"Whatever"

"why cant thou go along with what this sybl comunitie belives why must thou cloud moments with words instead of fealings why must thou say he loves me but then contridict everything he shall say with actions why cant thou take la palm detare and instead of learning to deal with it like a peasantry lemon love it from the start why cant thou see the tears in my eyes if they were to exist and wipe them away with love why cant thou just kiss me and hold me tight forever instead of finding lupols in this fudal relashonship why does thou put on an act put together and planned out only to apear to be the controled one to have power over me none the less" she stated loudly but as she continued her voice slowly decreased to nothingness as she removed her hands from his shoulds crossing them across her chest to hold her arms in a protective way.

Demitri had deeply sighed and reached just to take her hand protectivly, single, in his hands. "Haden't I warned you of my intution? A serious problem, maybe but simply a continueous wonder of that around me. You are my life now, and I cant help but think about every second I spend with you. Do not take my intuition to serious my dear, please..." He trailed off looking for the right answer. "do not believe that I search for lupholes, that I put on an act- my love for you is no act, you have shown me YOU now you have seen who I am, if you are not satisfied I can..." Another sigh, "can change."

"its not around me that you act its the world and i dont want you to change i just....." she didnt know the words she didnt know what to say.

"You just what?!" Demitri gasped tired. "Please stephaine tell me whats wrong..." He said in a gentle voice, taking another hand with his holding it tightly.

"ya thats what you say know and soon as it falls through my lips you will dismiss the thought and my capacity to think freeley and for myself by sweet talking me with words llike 'i love you' or 'hunney' or 'you are my life' or some thing like ' my heart belongs to you' just forget it like i have already said it" Stephaine said removing her hand from his she was not to be precieved as week it may have been her only goal.

"I told you I would change didnt I?" He reminded with a warm smile. This time he didnt take her hand or tell her he loved her because he knew it upset her. He wouldnt dismiss nor would he sweet talk her into her arms unless she asked for it. He was willing to do what it would take to get her back where she belonged; in a free and happy state in which she longed for.

"i never asked for change i asked for realiety i dont want to be kept in the clouds or in the shadows i need a balance thats what you guys dont get you are always one or the other always an extreme i cant keep up with that kind of well extreme " she said breathing deeply.

"Ah so you do want change!" He shouted in a low tone of realization. "Why cant you admit it... If you so upset with the clouds and the balance, I can change, I can become the man you want me to be: one with the balance and the understanding of what you want." He enforced into her head.

"no i dont want you to change i just want realaty" she yelled loudly why didnt he get it through his thick head it wasnt that hard to grasp.

"You want reality?" He huffed, "And what Im giving you isnt reality? Stephaine, please, If reality is what you want then reality is what you'll get... but to have this reality which i havent been giving you already I will have to change..." He tried to explained resulting in a smug grin as he realized he actually was pulling his concept together. If he was real enough for her we would have to change to become real. Demitri was quite pleased.

"no you dont take off a cupple of layers and show me the real you that would be reality your not changing" she said annoyed he was takeing this so child like with his smug rin when he thought he had one.

"Then you need to tell me what you want because obviously I dont know!" He shouted in a defensive tone, annoyed and confused as she was telling him this. What did she want from him? What was this reality she wanted, this inside layer she was going to dig for?

"ok well call me when you figure it out i cant be any clerer" Stephaine said turning around and heading for the door.

"what?" He muttered under his breath as he watched stephaine walked away from him and strait out the door. He wasnt going to run after her, no that wasnt the logical thing to do- she wanted reality. Whatever she ment by it, and to do so he was going to listen to her and her request. Call her when I figure it out?

well its a good thing i have enterintie it will take him that long to figure out it she thought heading towe=ards the forest.

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Demitri stood tense, clenching his fist. He didnt understand why he was so infuriated with Stephaine. Did she think he didnt understand what she wanted? He took multiple deep breaths and turned away himself; picking up the pace he began to run back towards the castle.

Stephaine licked her lips and slowly stroled towards the castle a life she seemed to be stuck to it was like a rehab for magical creatures.

As he reached the building he stopped, cursing under his breath.
What good would Hogwarts do for me? What should I go and be shunned to be alone all night away from those who stay together in a learning enviornment?
And then he decided it would just be better to go to the meadow where he found solitude without the feeling of difference.

Stephaine sighed she looked around then came to a consenses.
"i think i am going to ditch for eternity i am done with this goody goody too shoes camp" she said to her self and started heading in the opitiste direction.

Demitri had made it to his meadow, peacefull as it was he couldnt feel whole lying down in the wet grass as he had the night he met her. She was so beautiful, he thought to himself remember his first impression. He rolled over onto his side reconcealing on all the memories that had only become those of days ago. How could one live forever when mear minutes feels like its been so long?

(they have been dateing for three days and he is think about good memoiries what did she die or something)

Steohaine took someones motorcycle that was near bye and dicided to take it for a joy ride. she rode it for a while till she started to head for the airport.

(dont ruin the moment... he likes to think about the memories of the first day they met!! and no she hasnt died... not yet that is xD)

Demitri remembered her distinct smell he still favored. Like floating rasberries and hints of lavender which circled around him like the dancing birds. Her eyes glowed a fiece amber, her silky black hair reflected the light of the moon. She was an angel sent down from heaven to earth.

(can he have a revelation before i turn Stephaine into some cyco killer in a mental hospital)
stephaine was almost therewhen she stoped this caused a chain reaction of severl crashes forming around her. was she doing the right thing she wondered.

Demitri grunted and stood still crossing his arms. What does she want from me? Demitri shook his head contemplating over this thought. If she wants freedom and she wants me to just love her without questions... He looked up at the sky smiling. Hell! I can do that! His smile turned into a smug grin of accomplishment and understanding. She might not like it now but im sure she will like this "new me" later...

Stephaine saw a cop car out of the corner of her eyes approching her. and soon he was standing right in front of her. she stuck out her arms ready for the cold metal to hit her rist.

Demitri could hear the crunch of cold metal, the smell of burning Desal. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He couldn’t imagine what Stephaine would be doing in her moment of anger. Was she as tough as nails as she portrayed herself too be. Or not that this was any portrayal, only that she was so weak that she couldn’t stand the idea of not understanding ? This was the best he could explain it to himself, and put together this puzzle.

What Stephaine wanted from him wasn’t understandable... and the way Demitri was taking it wasn’t either. The situation was one big misunderstanding, not that that was really the right answer. Demitri groaned and bit his lip. She wanted him to take of layers like clothing? In the middle of spring... in the middle of love, was he really wearing so many layers? Did he cover himself up? His fist had clenched into a tight ball and the rock he had picked up was in pieces. He opened his eyes staring out into the distance- what does she want from me?

(if you dont get all that i can explain.. im alittle on the crazy side today.. ive lost my head xD)

Stephaines eyes started to drope wich was strange considering she didnt sleep and then.
"obliviant" someone called from no were and instantly she fell of the harley. what had just heppened everything had gone dark she couldnt see think she was to busy spazing out about the matter.

(nope cant just have a quite thinking moment mwhahahaha lol)

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