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Natalie
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Feb 05, 2015 01:12PM
Tylia's soft sobs echoed down the hall as she ran. Ran, running away from the only one she's ever loved.
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He continued to lay there staring at the mural like ceiling. Why do I feel so empty?
Hours had passed before Tylia returned, freezing when she saw Dougie in front of her door.
He didn't know how long he had been lying there, staring at the ceiling lost in his thoughts.
An unbidden whimper came from the back of her throat as she watched Dougie.
Hear a soft, distressed like noise made Dougie sit up. Tylia was standing in front of him. "Feeling better?" It was better that he it that behind them, it obviously had upset her.
Tylia nodded quietly, pain in her eyes evident. She tried to step around Dougie, avoiding lookin at him.
"Don't look it." he spat then flushed, "Sorry." Why couldn't he keep himself under control.
Tylia winced at his words, and tries to brush past him into her room.
Dougie scowled, "Why do you ignore me, well try to anyway?"
Tylia's eyes filled with pain as memories bombarded her. She shook her head, feeling tears in her eyes.
Dougie pushed himself up, "Why, goddammit." he said loudly as he cursed. "Why are you all hiding somethig, don't you know how I feel. I feel like I'm missing something, missing a part of me."
Tylia tried to push past Dougie, tears now streaming down her face as she kept her silence.
"Go then." he shouted and moved back to his room, finally loosing it.
Tylia started sobbing as she disappeared into her room, forgetting to lock the door. She collapsed onto her bed, sobbing violently, trying to muffle the noise.
Dougie kicked the chair over, picking it up and throwing it across the room before lying on his bed.
Tylia fell asleep crying Dougie's name, shaking and shivering, feeling alone and hopeless.
Sleep took him, his cheeks wet as his eyes slipped closed.
In the middle of the night, Tylia awoke with a jolt, from a nightmare ridden sleep. After crying for a few minutes, she crept into Dougie's room and knelt by his bed, taking his hand into hers. She assumed he was asleep as she began to talk. "Dougie... Please come back to me. Please..." She choked on her tears for a moment. "I love you... Please come back..."
((*jumps on top of you and rolls around* Don't leave me here with these feeeeels! *bats your face with my paw*))
((*evil giggle*))Dougie's eyes rested close and as tempted at he was to open them, he kept them shut when someone walked in. A voice, a soft voice, reached his ears, pleading with him.
((*hisses*))Tylia cries softly for a moment or so. Through her tears, she is begging Dougie, her Dougie, to come back, to remember her. She leans forward and presses her lips to his forehead, tears sliding off of her cheeks and onto his face. Sniffling, she kisses his scared knuckles before dropping his hand and turning to leave.
As soon as her warmth left his hand, it shot out and around her wrist. "Don't go." he whispered softly. "I'm sorry I don't remember, but I need-" Dougie didn't know what he needed but he knew she had whatever it was.
Tylia gasped, her wrist going tense in Dougie's hand. She whimpered softly, tears still falling down her face, not knowing what to do or say. She didn't want him to be forced to be with her, only because he was before.
Dougie sat up, not letting go, as he pulled her close, "Sit, please." he sounded like he was begging, hell, he was begging.
Tylia nervously sat, shaking with nervousness. This was a different Dougie, and she was so unsure.
((Stahp leaving me with these feels!!!))
((Was at work aha, catching up on topics))He continued to hold her wrist, "Tell me. God, it hurts. I'm missing something, someone."
((Gods, I feel like such a jerk. I have to go now, being kicked out of the house to go on a bike ride.))
((That sound hilarious since its almost one in the morning here aha))
((Oh gods, that's awesome. My bike broke though, so I had to carry it home. Because of the bike ride, and then carrying it, my asthma is acting up, and I can't find my inhaler. Yay...))"I-I can't... I can't f-force you into something you d-don't remember..." Tylia says in between hiccuping sobs. She tries to stand and pull away again.
"Dont remember?" he repeated as he turned the light on. "Like memory loss?" His eyes dance over her.((sounds fun aha))
Tylia nodded, shaking. She held her face in her hands as she sobbed, trembling.
His hand reached out to stroke her cheek, but he really wanted to do was stroke her hair.((let them figure it out now or play It out more?))
((I don't care. I'm too tired to make decisions.))Tylia froze. "N-No... You can't..." She sputtered, shaking even more now.
"Tylia." He said softly. "Tell me what I've been missing. There is someone missing and I think.."
Tylia whimpered pitifully, hugging her knees to her chest. In the plain colored gown, much like the one she wore as a maid, she looked like she had the morning after the kiss, curled up on a bench.
Something flashed in his mind. Tylia. This girl was there in his mind one second and gone the next. "You, there is something about you." A sharp pain ran through his temple as he winced.
Her head snapped up, her face creasing with worry. She watched Dougie cautiously, not wanting to get close.
Shaking his head as if to rid himself of the pain he finally looked back at Tylia, "We were close, weren't we?"
Tylia nodded, looking away quietly. She choked down another sob, shaking still.
Dougie watched her as he moved over to her and cupped her cheek. "Close... Romantically?" he had the memories surfacing making themselves known as flashes, he just need confirmation.
Tylia's cheek was wet with tears, with more falling down her cheeks. She let out a soft cry, not wanting to answer the question.
He lifted her chin again so she was looking at him before taking her mouth in his. This is right, God it feels so right.
Tylia immediately kissed back, her instincts and longing for Dougie taking over. She leaned into the kiss, relaxing.
His hand cupped her cheek as his thumb brushed under her eye. Pulling back he took her in, "You and I, we were - are together."
Tylia started crying, softly but steadily. She shook, burying her face in Dougie's chest as she did.
