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Post by Jorja on Apr 30, 2006 20:22:42 GMT
Jorja slammed the door behind her, shutting him out of the house. The whole journey home had been in silence - when George had to tried to explain and took hold of her arm she'd shrugged him off. If they started talking there she would surely have lost it with him and crashed or thrown him out of the car...probably while they were still moving.
Letting out an angry growl she slammed every door she went through behind her.
((hehe, I can see this ending up like that Rodney Carrington song lmao!))
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Post by KrJ on Apr 30, 2006 20:35:27 GMT
((hey, where did their car come from? Last i heard, it blew up!! lmao!)) (( what song? ))
"He - " he started talking, but was shut up by the door slamming in his face.
He got his key out of his pocket and let himself in and followed Jorja into their bedroom.
"Look, I was drunk, okay? I didn't know what I was doing. She came onto me..and.."
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Post by KrJ on Apr 30, 2006 20:36:13 GMT
((ooooh i know which song you mean!! The one about 'Today's the day my wife met my girlfriend' lmao))
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Post by Jorja on Apr 30, 2006 20:40:33 GMT
"And you kissed her!"
Jorja yelled, pushing him away when he tried to touch her. Throwing her jacket off she angrily pulled out her pyjamas and went to the bathroom, locking herself in. Sitting on the edge of the bath she let tears flow down her cheeks. She didn't know who she was more mad at - Kelly or George. Well, both really.
Changing into her night wear, she threw open the door and took a cover out from the bottom of the closet, padding into the living room and throwing it onto the sofa. Dropping down onto it, she held her head in her hands and cried. The anger was turning to hurt now.
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Post by KrJ on Apr 30, 2006 21:18:46 GMT
"Honey, if you were a man and a woman came onto you while you were both drunk, you'd understand - okay? I don't have any feelings for her. I was too drunk to know what I was doing. All I can say is I'm sorry." he pleaded.
He walked into the bathroom to freshen up. He came out with a tear-stained face. He would've felt stupid crying in front of Jorja when she was so mad at him.
He climbed under the bedding on the couch, wondering whether Jorja was going to say anything else...
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Post by Jorja on Apr 30, 2006 21:24:56 GMT
"I'm pregnant! You shouldn't have gotten that drunk if you couldn't control your...man urges!"She yelled, unable to stop the smirk from appearing on her lips. Before she knew it she was laughing a little. She couldn't believe she'd actually said "man urges", and with a straight face. Pulling her knees up to her chest as she sat back on the sofa she sighed, the smile disappearing. Her hormones were all over the place thanks to the twins, and a perfectly good night had gone bust all because two of them were under the influence of too much alcohol. Deep down she knew it was the alcohol to blame and figured Kelly probably wouldn't even remember it. Still, it was gonna be awkward seeing her next. Wincing a little as the babies kicked. "Jesus guys, be gentle!"She said tiredly. They were getting really hyper now. ((Hehehe, man urges - hell, he can lose control of his "man urges" around me anyday  ))
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Post by KrJ on May 1, 2006 11:20:31 GMT
((lmao!))
George was still drunk while this arguement continued.
"Well you were the one who told me to dance with Kelly while was drunk anyway" he said, emphasising the 'anyway' in a rather childish voice.
"Didn't you know there was a risk of something happening in the state we were both in?" he stopped and sighed.
"Look, i'm sorry, okay?" he repeated. "What can I do to make it up to you?" he asked gently, sitting closer to her. He decided not to make any physical contact. He had tried that too many times since they left the club and it never worked.
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Post by Jorja on May 1, 2006 11:31:04 GMT
Jorja shrugged non-commitently. She honestly didn't know. She was unbelieveably emotional at the moment.
"She probably won't even remember what happened tonight."
She said sourly, scowling at the TV that stared blankly back at her. Giving a small start she groaned and pressed her hand to her stomach. She was having a few pains at the moment but she decided to shrug them off, not wanting to start worrying over nothing.
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Post by KrJ on May 1, 2006 11:37:02 GMT
George began to cry. He didn't care about Jorja seeing him like that anymore.
"I'm so sorry, honey. I hate seeing you like this, especially when it's all my fault. I just want you to know that I didn't mean it to happen and that I don't have any feelings for Kelly at all." he pleaded, with a few tears slowly rolling down his cheeks.
There was a long silence.
"Please. Please, say something, Jorja. Please." he asked, his pleads gradually turning into whispers. He wanted desperately to hug her and hold her in his arms. But he thought that wasn't what she wanted right now. So he didn't try.
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Post by Jorja on May 1, 2006 11:46:28 GMT
"Ow...ow!"
She said something alright, but it probably wasn't what he meant. She got a frightened look in her eyes and grasped at his hand.
"George, what's happening? Ow!"
She was getting a sharp pain in her side and didn't know what the hell was going on.
((oooh, how shamatic is this?! lol.))
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