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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Sept 27, 2006 19:50:15 GMT
As Bog spoke and got angrier and angrier, Grace got more and more frightened. In this state he looked almost like her father; the resemblance was uncanny and frightening. And while all this was rushing through her head, and while tears were welling up in her eyes, Grace was walking backwards, moving away from Bog in case he became even more like her father. "I said I was sorry for that!" she cried, "a million times! and you said you forgave me for it. But, you always bring it up as though everything I've ever said about it, every quivering regret, every pathetic sorry I have uttered, has meant nothing! I'm sorry! Bog! I'm sorry! Okay!?"
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Sept 27, 2006 20:06:36 GMT
The Grace recoiled from Boggleworth chilled him to the core, "why do you recoil, are you...scared of me?" he asked shocked.
stop it while you can
Heeding Henry's sensible words, he muttered
"and I've accepted the apology, but I can't help but feel..oh I dunno, every once in awhile, you have to undertand that!"
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Sept 27, 2006 20:20:44 GMT
Grace lifted her arms and crossed them tightly to her chest, hugging herself. "You Weren't There! You weren't there for me Bog and I needed you! You're never there when really need you!" Grace dropped her arms and stepped even farther back for fear of what he might do to her now.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Oct 21, 2006 15:08:34 GMT
Boggleworth cursed under his breath, "that was not my fault, believe me if I could have been with, I bloody well would have, but something told me you wouldn't want to be hunted down like a wild animal,"
In a more humble tone Boggleworth grinned "but at least I'm here for you now, and I won't leave you again, not if I can help it, but anway you've got to have your own space too I didn't want you to feel that I was being pushy or anything either," shrugged Boggleworth grinning sheepishly at Grace.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Oct 22, 2006 17:06:17 GMT
At this point, Grace had reached the top of the stair and backed up to the wall and sat down. "I know!" she said, "I know that you mean well but I can't understand why you still want to be with me. I mean," she explained pulling her knees to her chest, "I can be so pathetic some times, I can't stand myself sometimes. How can you put up with me and still want to spend time with me."
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