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[quote][b]Jor (Oct 31, 2002 06:18 p.m.):[/b] The only thing worse than imagining Wick with someone else was hearing her lie to him about it. [i]"You're lying!"[/i] Jor's voice was tortured and furious, and he shook her violently, as if he could shake the truth out of her, like pennies from a pocket. When she didn't answer, his face contorted, and his hands were suddenly fists again. Then he hit her. Wick didn't fight back, and Jor just wanted the truth, just wanted to hear her tell him it was all make believe. Dominic had never touched her. She had never touched him, because she was [i]his[/i]. Wick belonged to him, to Jordan Windhaven, and no one else could have her. "It's not true, [i]it's not true[/i]," he gasped as he knocked her to the ground and stood over her, his eyes filling with tears and making it difficult to see. What replaced his vision was worst. An image of Dominic kissing her, touching what was only rightfully [i]his[/i] to touch... it was too much. Jor choked down a sob as he kicked Wick, shoved her out of the way as he did the same to the traitorous thoughts that insisted on taunting him, and when he leaned down to pick her up by the collar of her shirt, he didn't notice that it wasn't tears wetting his hands, but her blood. [i]How could you do this to me, love? How could you?[/i] He tried to reason it all away, holding her up before him and staring into her bruised face, blinded by rage and hurt and betrayal. "But I love you," he kept repeating, his voice thick and confused. "I [i]love[/i] you. You're lying, [i]you're lying[/i], Wick, spark, I [i]know[/i] it. [i]I[/i] love you." The remorse in her eyes was his undoing. It wasn't a lie. [i]You did... but... but you're mine. Aren't you mine?[/i] Something inside Jor broke, and rage replaced it. It looked at all his memories, all the times he'd kissed her, loved her, held her, and it shattered them. It was oblivious to everything but his pain, and he began to hit her, fists hurting places that he used to touch, hate spilling over love that he used to treasure. Tears streamed down his face, and he couldn't even see. His hands were bloody, and still he cried. "[i]I love you[/i], spark, how could you?"[/quote]
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