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EastonionNW · 10-28-2011, 01:08 AM

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Originally Posted by keepmeclose22

Pam looked up at the sudden noise. It was Nate. She didn't know who she was talking about, but it was one of two people. Pam, or Faina. And she had her money on the latter. Of course it's me! He loves me. He wants to be with me. You're just a friend. And you always will be. The voice in her head continued to hiss profound things to her. It had come to the point were she forgot about Nate completly. She was too worried about the voice in her head. She couldn't get it out, and it probably never would. She pulled her knees up to her chest, buried her head, and started crying.

And what could Nate do? Pam's tears were his fault. How could he possibly alleviate them? He continued pacing, wiping more and more tears as he went back and forth. But I did love Faina... No. No, I do love Faina. I can't escape that. A small sob escaped his throat. But I love Pam, too! Why does this have to be so hard?! Nate collapsed and stayed there, shivering and starting to cry on the stone floor, longing for someone. But who was it? Who did he want? Was it Pam, or was it Faina? Nate couldn't tell as he lie there in a slowly growing pool of his own tears.

10-28-2011, 01:08 AM	#52 (permalink)
EastonionNW Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: GMT-4 Posts: 1,847 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nathaniel "Firestarter" Stone Fourth Year	Firestarter Quote: Originally Posted by keepmeclose22 Pam looked up at the sudden noise. It was Nate. She didn't know who she was talking about, but it was one of two people. Pam, or Faina. And she had her money on the latter. Of course it's me! He loves me. He wants to be with me. You're just a friend. And you always will be. The voice in her head continued to hiss profound things to her. It had come to the point were she forgot about Nate completly. She was too worried about the voice in her head. She couldn't get it out, and it probably never would. She pulled her knees up to her chest, buried her head, and started crying. And what could Nate do? Pam's tears were his fault. How could he possibly alleviate them? He continued pacing, wiping more and more tears as he went back and forth. But I did love Faina... No. No, I do love Faina. I can't escape that. A small sob escaped his throat. But I love Pam, too! Why does this have to be so hard?! Nate collapsed and stayed there, shivering and starting to cry on the stone floor, longing for someone. But who was it? Who did he want? Was it Pam, or was it Faina? Nate couldn't tell as he lie there in a slowly growing pool of his own tears.