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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:00:26 GMT -5
"Bassarov, do not joke with me, I don't think that I can handle it right now."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2004 3:04:31 GMT -5
"Do you think that I came to PAris to see the Eiffel tower? I came here because I love you and I didn't want to see you get hurt."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:07:20 GMT -5
Everything that is within me has longed to hear him say these words. And yet, I am upset by them. He shouldn't love me. I am a terrible person, and even though I have been trying to better myself. Really, there is no hope that I will ever be worthy of his love. "Bassarov... I don't want you to love me. All I ever do is hurt you. I cannot bear to do it anymore."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2004 3:09:35 GMT -5
"Good, I like to hear that. Since if you hurt me like that again, I will leave. I am a forgiving person. But forgiveness is an expression of love. A powerful one at that." Bassarov leans back, closing his eyes.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:13:33 GMT -5
"I have no intention of hurting you." I walk away from him and sit down on the couch.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2004 3:15:09 GMT -5
"I have no intention of tolerating it if you do. With that said, you may wonder what my intentions are."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:17:22 GMT -5
"Yes, I may be wondering that."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2004 3:22:11 GMT -5
"My intentions....To sleep with you of course. No, in all seriousness my only desire was normalcy."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:26:22 GMT -5
"Can normalcy ever really be acheived between a vampire and a revolutionist?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2004 3:28:29 GMT -5
"I didn't mean it that way, Kaieka....so no. I meant detente...a lessening of tension between us."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:36:23 GMT -5
"Yes, I would like things to feel more normal as well."
I decide to lay down and cover up with the blanket again. Maybe he will decide to go to sleep. The truth is, I cannot imagine being around Bassarov without feeling tension. I still love him so much, and desire him... but we can never reclaim what we once had. How can I be just friends with a man that I have shared so much with. I cannot. I will have to leave, to go somewhere where he is not. Only in that way can I escape the tension.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2004 3:39:34 GMT -5
Bassarov becomes resigned to the fact that she will not be having sex with him tonight...or perhaps again. He decides to take a few more of Lightmer's pills to help him sleep.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:49:45 GMT -5
I lay on the couch and wait for Bassarov to turn out the lights. He takes a bunch of pills. I hope that he is supposed to take that many, it seems a little over the top. Oh well, I do not know anyone who is more in control of things than Bassarov. He should be fine.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 12, 2004 3:52:37 GMT -5
Bassarov wakes up startled.
"Don't move...there's a poison dart frog on the couch. You better sleep with me...but move slowly or it will get you!"
Bassarov watches the red poison dart frog carefully. So they sent another one.....they really do want him dead.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 12, 2004 3:57:01 GMT -5
I slowly get up off of the couch. I do not see the frog, but I have to believe Bassarov that it is there. I cautiously move toward the bed. I don't know how poisonous these frogs are, but I don't want it biting me... or whatever they do. I climb up onto the bed and get under the covers for safety.
"Do you think that we are safe in here? I mean, do you think that the frog will climb up into the bed and poison us? How poisonous are they?"
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