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Post by annabelle rae dennis on Jan 12, 2012 12:58:06 GMT -5
 annabelle rae is a nice, sweet, innocent girl. she had a charm about her that usually just drew people to her. she loved life and never had a sad thought come to her mind, only once. when her first boyfriend cheated on her. she tried her best to always brighten someone's life and make them smile, it usually worked, but some people just found her to be annoying with her innocent, somewhat child-like ways. for instance, loving to color and not enjoying curse words. people made fun of her; did she like it? of course not. but she tried not to think about it. she didn't care if people went along with her innocent nature.
but other people went along with her, like her roommates, austin, and a new boy she'd met, james.
sitting in her room, she hummed to herself as she wrong down in her notebook. homework was something she tried to make fun, but of course, it didn't work. she was like every other teenager, she hated homework. after writing down the math problem, she pushed the notebook from her lap and ran a hand through her red hair. her white pomeranian, cupcake, jumped in her lap and she grinned, petting her, "hey cupcake," she said in a babylike voice, "i think it's time for a break, don't you? she let out a laugh as the dog just licked her hand. she reached over to the side of her bed and pulled up her guitar, strumming it. then she started to sing the 'cuppy-cake' song, looking down at her dog while she did this, "you're my honeybunch, sugarplum, pumpy-umdy-umpkin. you're my sweetie pie! you're my cuppycake, gumdrop," the song really just went on for a few seconds of singing cute little names. after the song was over, she sat the guitar down in her lap, just as a knock on the door came. her eyebrows came together in confusion and she hopped off of her bed and walked over to the door, slowly opening it, "hello..?"
word count: three hundred and fifty one
tag: gabby with james
outfit: click!
notes: kind of silly, but whatever. d:
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Post by james on Jan 12, 2012 14:24:39 GMT -5
james curtis shae was not known to be the sweetest boy in the world and when he has had to act like such, well it usually made him sick to his stomach. false i love you's and things with kayleen made the boy want to murder things but he did it for a reason. why? because he hoped it would disturb and/or anger his sister, faith and maddie. his sister wasn't really angered and said whatever, maddie was upset for a little while and well faith was the only one whose skin he got under. though faith wasn't really one he cared much about. she was one of those one time things but it was always fun to get under one's skin. his sister and maddie though. they were his prizes and he was always thinking up new ways to piss them off.
yeah it was whatever really though, he'd find a new way to get under jazzy's and maddie's skin. kayleen was in his past and just disgusted him now. and well the same thing was beggining to happen with one annabelle or belle or whatever you wanted to call the innocent girl. he had spent some time with her, colored talked and yada. normally this wasn't how he went upon doing things. yes he gained trust, but it was usually by being a sweet and caring boyfriend. like with marco and many previous people. he liked to have them trust him and then rip it straight from their grasps but with belle. dating wasn't an option but he got her to like him. by coloring and doing things that not many teenagers would do with the young girl. now? now it was time to rip the trust and like from her small grasp.
it was disgusting if you thought about it and james just never thought about it. he wasn't completely heartless. he liked his gambling, jerk of a father and well he was slowly becoming like him in some weird warped sense of the word. he was ready to watch the familiar pain and sorrow that filled so many other's eyes. he got off on it. it was sick and twisted and gross but it was james. he didn't care, he never would care. hell he even thrived on the fear that so many like lauren blackwood had before he took what he wanted. he walked the path that he had walked previously and knocked on the door. dorm 123. it held the innocent belle, the girl hannah that glared at him that night and one vendetta, the cancer girl. it was an interesting combination but there was only one girl he wanted. annabelle rae dennis.
the door opened and he smiled, it was becoming a habit around her. "hey belle, i know you weren't suspecting me but i thought we could color?" yes color. that would get her to let him in. so he hoped.
tagged: krista with belle
words: four hundred and eighty-nine
notes:blah
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Post by annabelle rae dennis on Jan 12, 2012 14:56:17 GMT -5
belle didn't read that anon blog often, so she didn't know about what things james did. she didn't think he was all that bad, he did things that she liked with her. she liked him, she made a new friend. or, at least, that's what she thought. she let a smile come to her lips when she saw his familiar face and moved to the side so he could come inside, "yeah, of course. sounds fun," she said, beaming. she never said no to coloring; much like her mother was, it was one of her favorite past times. she moved to her bed and sat down, moving her guitar back to its stand. she reached under her bed and pulled out her coloring books and crayons again, "you know.. you don't have to color with me to be nice." she knew it was childish, she didn't want him to color because he thought it was the only way to be nice to her. she did other things too, she just enjoyed coloring a lot.
it was sad to think that she didn't make some friends for her innocent and childish ways, but she had her best friends, ray and austin, so she just really didn't care. as long as she had people that really cared about her, then she was set. like her mother told her once, it isn't like she's going to see half these people when she graduates. she'd be on to bigger and better things, hopefully she'd be like her biological mom.. she'd be in broadway, or doing something with music. because that's all she really wanted to do. anyone who knew her could tell. she bit down on her bottom lip as she looked up at james, she didn't know why she worked so hard at making friends if she wasn't going to see them again after high school, "we could do something else if you'd rather.." she said, just trying to be nice. she really wanted to color, though.
word count: three hundred and forty two
tag: gabby with james
outfit: click!
notes: this one was bad, but let's get to it! d:
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Post by james on Jan 12, 2012 15:47:17 GMT -5
james was kind of glad that somebody didn't read the blogs and when it seemed belle was being nice to him on chat. he figured that she didn't read it or she forgot what she read. either that or she just didn't realize that the james on the blog was him. either way, he was glad. it would be more fun this way. he'd be back to his old tricks instead of the already scared people. though lauren was hot and that was fun. but this was how he liked it. the sweet innocent people, using then taking. it was easy. easy as pie. "awesome," he said to her when she said of course. he moved to sit next to him on the bed and smiled at her. she was hot. that much was for sure. innocent but hot. though she'd be one less part of innocent when he was done with her. but who really cared? not him.
"its okay. i enjoy coloring with you. its fun,"[/color[ he said. the lie came of easily, it was so easy to lie. it was easy to get on belle's good side because well it seemed she didn't mind at all anyway. it was easy. so easy. and it'll be just as easy to take it away from her. mmm. james couldn't wait.
when those words left her lips, well it made him smile. if she only knew. if she only knew. but she didn't and her innocence and naive nature made him want to laugh. it was funny in a sick twisted way but hey? she technically offered. "well i have an idea?" he scooted over and placed his hand on her knee, "has anyone ever told you how innocent you look? its really...hot surprisingly." this would be a fun time. belle would be a fun one. that much was for sure.
tagged: krista with belle
words: three hundred and twelve
notes:<.<i'm going to scare belle really bad...but we are skipping the actual rape cause i fail at rape :p once he gets her clothes off. and stuff! BTW YOU ARE HORRIBLY MEAN
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Post by annabelle rae dennis on Jan 12, 2012 16:32:06 GMT -5
belle had never done anything more than kiss a boy; she told her mom she would stay a virgin until she KNEW she'd met the right boy. her mom said that you would just know when he was 'the one.' she didn't understand it, but she went with it and agreed. she trusted her mom and so she would just wait and see what happened. she wanted to wait, anyway. she didn't want to do anything she would regret later. she looked at him with a look of surprise when he said that he enjoyed coloring with her, "really?" she asked, a smile on her lips again. she didn't think he really liked it, but she was wrong. that made her happy.
when he said he had an idea, she nodded her head. so they weren't going to color. she started to put away her coloring books and crayons, before looking back over at him when his hand went to her knee. she looked down at his hand, before looking back up at him with a confused look. this just got really weird for her. the way he was talking, she didn't like it. she picked up his hand from her knee and placed it on the bed before shaking her head, "i.. um..no," she shook her head once more, frowning a little. she didn't know what to say to that, no one had said anything like that to her. she'd never been considered 'hot' and she didn't like it one bit. where was he going with this?
word count: two hundred and sixty four
tag: gabby with james
outfit: click!
notes: I AM NOT MEAN.
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Post by james on Jan 13, 2012 12:51:04 GMT -5
what could he say? the fact that she would regret and hate this would only make it more satisfying for the boy. yeah he was a creep. so what. when she said really, he kind of wanted to punch her and tell her to shut the fuck up already. this pretending was making him sick to his stomach, which was why he refused to go on with this one any longer. if he tried to keep going he might commit suicide. which not many people would cry at his funeral but probably rejoice. okay so he'd never really kill himself, it just wasn't a possibility because he was his favorite person and the only person he really cared for. well other than his father but that was more of a tolerant like then anything else.
no. that wasn't a word that made james happy and instead, more determined to take what he felt was rightfully his anyway. he dealt with enough of her, it was about time he got some. when she moved his hand away, he just shook his head and grabbed her wrist. "i didn't ask." it was the only words that left his mouth before he kissed and smirked. "you will shut up and if you scream. i swear to god i'll hurt everyone you love. including that raylyn girl. she's a cutey." he kissed her neck, "but to be honest your a hell of a lot cuter."
tagged: krista with belle
words: two hundred and forty-one
notes:<.< this post did not give gabby bad ideas...no>.>
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Post by annabelle rae dennis on Jan 13, 2012 17:39:26 GMT -5
belle didn't really know what to think right now. he turned into this.. mean person, so fast. she thought he was really nice, that she'd finally made a new friend. her hazel eyes stared down at his hand wrapped around her wrist, before looking up at him with surprise. the words that left his lips scared her, along with the kiss. she pushed against his chest, moving her head back away from him. this couldn't be happening to her, she thought that she had good judgment when it came to people. she never thought that she'd be in a situation like this, that a boy would be so mean to her and make her do things.
her eyes widened as he swore he would hurt her friends. tears prickled at the back of her eyes, before one fell down her cheek. she shrank away from him and shook her head, "i-i..." she swallowed the lump in her throat, "don't do this.. i thought.." she shook her head again and didn't finish the sentence. it was obvious that she was wrong, he just wanted to use her.. "just leave me alone," she let out a cry and wiped at her tears. she didn't want her friends hurt, at all, but she didn't want this to happen. why could detta or hannah just run through the door now?
word count: two hundred thirty three
tag: gabby with james
outfit: click!
notes: i wanna know the bad ideas c:
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Post by james on Jan 14, 2012 10:07:41 GMT -5
when you went to a school with james, bad things were bound to happen if you were as innocent as belle. and maybe if your lucky he'll leave you alone afterwards but sometimes he finds it way too entertaining to just let you walk away. he wasn't sure if he would mess with the poor belle again because right now, she was kind of annoying her. he just wanted to smack her and get her to stop whining and saying no but the tears. the tears made a smile appear on james' face. he was definitely bothering the poor girl.
she pushed at him and he just laughed, it was cute and funny how the girls always tried to push him away. like they could really over power him and get away. and even if they did, it wouldn't be for long. though when she pulled away he shook his head and placed his hand behind her head, "you aren't getting away that fast." he kissed again before kissing her cheek then right below her ear. "you thought what? that i liked you? that i actually enjoyed coloring," he whispered into her ear. "i don't think so pretty belle. you are way too cute for me to stop now." he moved his hand up her arm and smiled before pushing her down on the bed. "come on pretty belle. it'll be fun." at least for him anyway but hey, he didn't care if she had fun, she was just a pawn in his little game.
tagged: krista with belle
words: two hundred and fifty-five
notes:i want to do bad things to ray....and let topher and willy beat up james<.< marcie already agreed i have to ask janet
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Post by annabelle rae dennis on Jan 14, 2012 22:03:01 GMT -5
she felt sick. she honestly felt sick to her stomach that any of this was happening, that it was possible to just take something so important away from someone without feeling any remorse, whatsoever. it was obvious how scared she was, it was in her eyes and all over her face. did he just not care? her tears only came more frequently, but she was afraid to say anything else. what could she say? she could be a broken record and plead for him to stop, to not do this.. but she knew it wouldn't do any good by the look in his eye. her hands were shaking and her eyes dialated, that's how scared she was.
belle let out a sob as he pulled her back back putting his hand behind her head and kissed her again. she didn't want to just give up and let him have his way, but he was stronger than her. he overpowered her easily. she didn't want to get hurt even more than she knew she was going to. she shivered at his words. she never wanted to be called pretty or cute again. she looked up at him after being pushed down, before kicking up at him, trying anything to hit him. to get him down so she could get out of here. she shook her head at him, sobbing a little, "i-i-i..'ve never...no," she bit down on her bottom lip, it quivering as she tried to hold back another sob. nothing had even happened and she was already scared.
word count: two hundred sixty four
tag: gabby with james
outfit: click!
notes: awww, poor ray!<3
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Post by james on Jan 15, 2012 12:58:23 GMT -5
james could care less if she was scared, if anything it made him smile because it was quite hilarious. hell he was sure he'd mess with her just to watch her freak out every time she saw him on chat or in person. maybe even screw around with the raylyn girl anyway. she seemed fun enough. he pushed that thought to the back of his mind, for now it was all about annabelle and getting exactly what he wanted from her. her innocence and virginity.
when she began to kick at him, he wrapped his hands around her wrist and twisted. he positioned his own legs on hers so she couldn't move them anymore "i said behave little belle or your friends will all get hurt." he kissed her cheek softly, "i promise i'll make it worth your while and you'll think me later." he ran his hand slowly down her waist. "i think this needs to be off," he said softly into her ear, as he moved his hand to the edge of her baggy shirt. he pushed her arms above her head and slid the shirt slowly up and off her head, tossing it to the floor. he frowned at the other shirt. "really you wear way too much." when her lip quivered he smirked and kissed it, "nothing to be afraid of little one."
tagged: krista with belle
words: two hundred and twenty-seven
notes:HE IS SUCH A CREEPO
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Post by annabelle rae dennis on Jan 15, 2012 21:43:11 GMT -5
belle cried out and jerked her wrist. she didn't do well with any kind of pain. him mentioning her friends made her stop kicking the second it left his mouth. she really didn't want her friends to go through anything that was close to this. it was frightening, traumatizing.. she would never be the same after this, she knew. she brought a shaking hand up to her face and wiped at her eyes, even though more tears just kept coming. she shut her eyes for a moment, hoping that this would be all a nightmare. that she'd wake up and he'd be gone, but it was real. this was really happening.
she didn't reply to anything he said, she didn't see the point.. it was obvious that he wasn't going to stop, no matter how much she cried or begged. she just let out another sob as he started to take off her clothes. she didn't try to fight back anymore. she just wanted this to be over, she couldn't stand this. she turned her head away from him as he tried to kiss her again. he was just taunting her, saying there was nothing to be afraid of. there was, he knew it.
word count: two hundred and four
tag: gabby with james
outfit: click!
notes: belle makes me sad. :c
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Post by james on Jan 16, 2012 11:22:02 GMT -5
it was really really real. james was a real cruel human who just enjoyed taking advantage of people. he would make this girl squirm tons but he would never do this with her again. she didn't appease him much in that way. not like jasmine and maddie. nothing like them. this would be a one time thing but he wouldn't leave her alone. he didn't leave his prizes alone because there just wasn't any fun in that. yeah of course he was lying to her. there was tons to be afraid of, because he was about to make her afraid for the rest of her life. he didn't care either, he was taking what was his. well it really wasn't his but oh well. it would be when this is over.
"oh belle's too scared to say no," he said softly before sliding the second shirt over her head and smirking. "prettier than i thought." he ran his hand across her bare stomach before unbuttoning her pants. he moved his other hand to unbutton the clasp on her bra and slide it off of her and to the floor. he kissed down her neck before taking her breast in his mouth as he maneuvered her pants down her legs.
tagged: krista with belle
words: two hundred and nine
notes:<.<
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Post by annabelle rae dennis on Jan 18, 2012 21:29:56 GMT -5
of course she was too scared to say no anymore. he threatened her with her friends, he hurt her wrist. she was just way too scared to say anything anymore. her whole body was shaking from the fear she had, her shaking was bad. she couldn't take much more of this, her fear was taking over her mind and her whole body. she couldn't move, she was frozen besides the shaking. he was a terrible person; she'd never wished any harm on someone before, but now.. she was. she was just hoping for him to get hurt, for karma to get him one day.
she felt gross, disgusting as she laid there in front of him, without a shirt on. she shuddered as he ran his hands down her stomach and shook her head, mainly to herself. she sniffled a little and wiped at her eyes again, "n-no," she managed to sob out. she just had to try one more time. as he took her breast into his mouth and pushed her jeans down, she tried to bite back from sobbing even more, or even louder. she didn't like this, it was all foreign to her, she was disgusted. she tried to push his head away from her, just wanting him to stop. she was desperate.
word count: two hundred and nineteen
tag: gabby with james
outfit: click!
notes: this was bad.
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Post by james on Jan 20, 2012 14:15:04 GMT -5
james wasn't going to give her what she wanted because what he wanted was more important to her. she pushed his head and he only smirked kissing down to her stomach "come on belle" finally her pants were off. he slid his own pants off before kissing her once again.
-and skippidy dooo cause gabby refuses to rape belle(:-
everything was over and done with to say the least but darling james wasn't done messing with poor innocent belle. he kissed her softly as he stood and pulled his pants back on. "mm you were good belle, maybe i'll visit you again." no he wouldn't, but what fun would it be if he just left? none at all. he sat back down on the bed and let his hands trace circles on her stomach. "or maybe we can do a second round right now.."
of course he wouldn't because james wasn't that kind of guy? okay lies but he just didn't want belle like that again. if anything he just wanted to know he made her scared, just in case. to see that fear in her eyes that said he had the advantage here, and he was going to get what he wanted either way.
tagged: krista with belle
words: one hundred and ninety-six
notes:<.< this is a horrible post(:
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