Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2015-01-22 17:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Zoe & Greed
WHEN: December 28 [Backdated]
WHERE: Zoe and Greed's apartment, the street
WHAT: Dealing with the aftermath of Satan Mom's love
WARNING: None
Note: The log reads backwards
He gave her another feathered kiss. "I'll stay." but not because she asked. He would stay because It gave him his own piece of mind. After that though he wasn't sure what would happen.
On Friday, January 16, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Will you stay the night?" she put an arm around him, holding on to him like a kid with a teddy bear, "Maybe a couple of days? I can help you move right before New Years but until then..." she trailed off but her hold got tighter.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 11:58 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He rubbed noses again, his own confused eyes mirroring back to her. "Im right here. I don't wanna go anywhere right now." though in reality he would have to eventually start looking at a time he should leave, to keep her safe.
On Friday, January 16, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kept her eyes closed until he begged her to open them and when she did, those bambi eyes of hers were filled with grief and fear. She felt like it was the end for them and she was going to lose him. Satan's threats on her life didn't compare to that.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 11:43 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
The seal was now terrified, she looked like she might even cry despite his simple gestures. He nuzzled all over her face, a cat rubbing himself on her not only to mark her as territory, but to be comforting. It was something he only did with her. "Look at me?" he pleaded almost because he was just as worried that the world was going to end after Satan.
On Fri, Jan 16, 2015 at 2:37 AM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She snuggled into him as he bundled them up and it was obvious to see she needed him for more than what he ususally thought people wanted. But Zoe wasn't typical, from the start she'd needed more from him than he knew he was capable of. His gentleness was incredibly soothing and she let herself be weak finally so he could be the strong one she could lean on.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 11:32 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Those big fat, soft lashes of his brushed her cheek as he continued that sweet little journey. There was a warmth missing from her, a rose to her cheeks that had disappeared. In the same way she'd managed to lull him into a sweet mental place, he for some reason was doing the same. His fingers twined in that now nearly shoulder length hair, settling in on top of her and bundling the blanket around them in a cocoon. He would squeeze the words out of her, but right now he just kept with those tiny kisses that seemed to warm her up a bit and brighten her face.
On Fri, Jan 16, 2015 at 2:24 AM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
They were such sweet kisses that made her feel cherished and lulled her deeper into their own private bubble. She slid a bit further down as if she was actually melting and was following him on this journey of sweetness. It wasn't sexual tho, she needed him for not his body, but himas a person.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 11:21 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Unlike just days ago as they spent wrapped up together at their house in Madison, Greed wasn't kissing her to set the mood. He kissed her cheek, her nose, her neck, forehead and eyelids in soft sweeps and then heading for her lips again which he nuzzled with his nose first. Those tiny kisses that for some reason meant a whole heck of a lot more and made his tummy flip.
On Fri, Jan 16, 2015 at 2:01 AM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She wanted to talk but at the same time had no idea what to say and his lips were inviting and held the comfort and amnesia that she wanted. She put a hand to his cheek and kept her eyes closed, getting lost in his kiss, actually really wanting him to just be with her and make her not think of anything.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He looked at her curiously wondering if that's the same face he'd made earlier. He kissed her instead of saying anything else, because at least that could melt her brain a little. He hadn't wanted to talk either. It was the white elephant in the room that was being avoided.
On Fri, Jan 16, 2015 at 1:01 AM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't look at him till he touched her nose with his and said in a tired voice, "No, just the devil.." her eyes closing at his kiss but it did little to wipe the look off her face. She was a terrible liar, especially with Greed and especially with her emotions.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 9:59 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He kissed her t-shirted tummy, big blue eyes watching her like a cat. He climbed up so that their noses touched briefly. "You look like you've seen a ghost..." he kissed her gingerly, that look of dread on her face making him uncomfortable.
On Fri, Jan 16, 2015 at 12:29 AM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She looked like she was coming out a trance at his soft hey and looked down at him. She tried to smile at him but it was hard, "Hey... how you feelin?" she asked and stroked his hair even tho she was the one that was probably the one in need of some comfort. Yes it was hard for Greed but Zoe was still a mortal who had just run in with the devil who threatened to kill her. It was a lot to take in.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 9:25 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He hadn't even paid attention to the fact that Zoe could break easier than him. Greed was focused on self as per usual, he griped like a cat, stretching and pawing at her before rolling over in her lap, looking up with his chin on her stomach. "Hey..." he said softly as she looked like one loud word would shatter her to pieces.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 11:11 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was awake, wide awake. She was staring out the window in a worried daze, she looked pale and scared and everything that she hadn't shown him while he was falling apart. Because while she was a sensitive little human, she knew when she needed to be strong for him. She was in her underwear and t-shirt still, not bothering to take off more once she'd gotten him undressed.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 8:06 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
She did just as she'd said, making Greed turn into a lazy cat that purred himself into submission to her head massages. She could keep him steady and calm, warm as well until he woke up, a blanket laying across his middle, as he leaned up from her lap. He couldn't see from this angle if she was asleep or not.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:55 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Yes.. I'll take my clothes off too if you just make it to the bedroom.. cause you are big and you'd squash me if I tried to carry you." she kissed his temple.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 7:53 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He mumbled something incoherent, just ready to fall asleep on tile if he had to. "Does that mean you get to take the rest of my clothes off?" He sounded hopeful.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:48 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Oh Greed... stay awake enough to get to the bedroom? I can't carry you..." he was twice her size! Her nails scratched quickly and lightly at the back of his neck to try to rouse him. "I promise you can lie down naked and I'll keep rubbing your head if you can just get us to the bedroom."
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 7:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He didn't answer right away because she'd massaged his brain into complete mush. His eyes rolled closed and he nearly collapsed right there. His arms that had fit so snuggly around her loosened as he listened to what felt like a choir of angels singing. Damn her. She had just made him go brain dead, but not in the horrible, crazy way.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:39 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Then how about that... Sprinkles? As a password? Would that work?" she paused her hands only to kiss his cheek before she moved her hands to the back of his head and massaged closer to the nape of his neck.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 7:37 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"sprinkles, you're sprinkles in there." he started making moaning noises as she continued That silent torture width her head massage. Everything they girl touched melted.
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She smiled a little because there was a time he didn't even realize she had freckles and they were something she had been insecure about but he was crazy over. She kept up her head massage and said, "That could work.. or... hey, what was it you kept me as in your phone?"
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 6:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He purred when she did that, another shiver shaking through his system. He was her giant cat. "Freckles..." but that word alone couldn't do it could it?
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She ran her fingers up through his fauxhawk and thought about it, "What is one thing you would never ever forget when it comes to me? One word that is lodged in your brain that no one else knows?"
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 6:24 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"What if i forget? What's the back up password?" he was thinking ahead because He needed more than just one word to have as his arsenal against fakers.
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kept her massage up, lightly using pressure from the pads of her fingertips, "Nope... just something you and me would know. Something that no one else would ever be able to guess. Like.... Princess Bride." she was just tossing it out as a suggestion, it was something random to everyone else, but it was the book they were going to read together and they were two words Greed wouldn't normally say.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 5:50 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"It cant be something as simple as pizza...." It had to be good. She'd managed to make his mind focus in one direction instead of the train wreck It was in. Samson too managed to calm down and rest his nose on her knee.
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kept massaging his scalp because it was the one thing that kept his bad side at bay and turned him mellow again. She nuzzled his nose, "Hmm? What do you think? A password?" since she didn't think he heard her the first time. "So we know its each other and not a fake us?"
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 5:24 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
His eyes glazed over as she worked her finger magic. It sent waves of goods feels down to his toes. He shivered with a little shake and a whimper. It was a start to bringing him back to reality.
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kept up her soothing motions, "You'll remember.. you maybe you'll learn again..." she desperately wanted him to love her and it sucked she couldn't have it.. maybe ever again. "How about... we have a password, just the two of us? So we know it's each other?"
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 3:23 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"I forgot how...." His breath was staggering, borderline on panic. She knew where this would lead if he let his head overtake him. It was similar to when he froze on her, only this would lock everything up. He tried though. "What if he pretends to be me again?" His head was just swimming....
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She ran her hands over his hair soothingly and he was scaring her but she tried to stay calm, "Okay, first thing is to breathe... we were talking about you moving back to your place anyways, right? To get some space so you can figure out us? And if he does... then.. I don't know. I'll take care of it." but she was ready to faint at the sight of Satan, it was doubtful she could get a dent in him.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 2:34 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"He knows where we live now. I need to go. Move out. But if I do, what if He comes back and I'm not here?" He sounded frantic already, like the apocolypse was going to happen right there in their living room.
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't want to die.. but she didn't like the idea of changes and squirmed as she held on to him, "What kinda changes....?"
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:48 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"i don't want him to kill you. I guess I've got to make some changes." back to where they were in conversation at Christmas. She'd need to find a new roommate.
On Thursday, January 15, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Because you're you and never want just one thing..." she kissed his cheek and snuggled into him. "And even if you did this is a pretty big thing..." in a way she was kinda glad he wasn't in love with her right now, he'd be freaking out more probably..
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 11:34 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
If she put herself in his head for just a second she'd understand why he'd made that giant leap with his demon deals. Give Zoe the real boy because with the real boy she could have a life that wasn't saddled with hell. "I just want one thing, why am I not allowed that?" Because even now he couldn't understand the full capacity of "love" as he once had and why it was so important. He knew that he didn't want it going away, but it was like an object to him still. He wasn't getting how what he had with Zoe was so special. He was taking it for granted and making him the one to suffer. She was suffering too, but he couldn't see it if it were on the end of his nose.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:59 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
He was going to start bruising her in a minute but she didn't say anything, she knew he needed to feel her right now. "I don't know... but he is Satan, from what I've heard he likes being a dick." but the fact was Greed was an abomination to hell because of what he was trying to have with Zoe.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:56 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
None of that helped his thoughts which were now overflowing into a place he didn't need to be. "Well what the fuck did I do this time? Am I an abomination to Hell itself because I want to keep something to MYSELF?" Wasn't that who he really was? He clinched her tighter like a corset, it's strings pulling together to suffocate her.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:53 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She held him tighter and said, "Well I don't know him as well as you do... but from what you've told me and from what he said, it sounds like he won't unless he feels he has a reason to. He gave you nightmares last time to punish you for killing him, right? Since then he's left you mostly alone...? Except for today.."
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:50 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"What if he takes everything away?" Greed said when his arms pulled her into his lap so he could snuggle into that warmth a little longer. He wasn't sure he wanted that hug right now, but he damn sure was going to take it.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:48 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe took a big patch of cotton and put it over the marks and then used bandage tape to secure it to his skin so it'd be protected. She sighed and then looked at him for a moment before she put her arms around him and gave him something his mother never had, a hug.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:45 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Yeah....his reputation barely scratches the surface." Greed shuttered a little, like a cold shiver coming from his insides out. The last time he played with Hell things he lost his apartment and everything inside it...
Was the same thing going to happen here? Shit...Satan could have planted a bomb. That would have been too simple though. As crafty as the rest of them were, that wouldn't be a big enough statement just blowing them up inside.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:41 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
He was so... far from her. She put some antiseptic on a cotton pad and started to clean his shoulder, her tiny curvy frame right in front of him as she gently worked, "I think Satan in general is pretty bad... no offense." since that was still his mother.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:39 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I don't know who's worse, Satan in tinkerbell skin or that...." Greed was just tumbling in his words. His thoughts were starting to cloud him and keep him at a distance from her. He was somewhere else. He wasn't warming up just yet, the smile just a thin line on his face as he went through all the motions of her cleaning.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:37 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe brought the stuff over and petted Sammy on the head for a moment but it didn't relax the dog, he liked her but the pup was attached to Greed. She peeled Greed's shirt off as gently as she could, nudging him to lift his arms as she said quietly, "I'm guessing this wasn't what you'd had in mind when you said you wished you could show me to your family..."
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:35 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Only Samson came out to greet them with a worried whimper. This Greed was the right Greed and something was still wrong. He softly padded into the bathroom behind Zoe, curling up in a corner as she set Greed down on the toilet. Samson crawled over quietly, licking Greed's hand but the Sin didn't respond. He just waited for Zoe's instruction as if he were nothing more than a child to be cleaned up.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:29 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She grabbed onto his arm to get him to stop walking and then hailed a cab that she stuffed him into. She ignored the looks from the driver at the blood on Greed's shoulder and then had to drag him up the stairs to their apartment. She'd never been more happy to be home... or more wary. She looked around as if expecting Satan to jump out at any minute with a BOO! She took Greed into the bathroom, not wanting to leave him alone as she opened the cabinet for the first aid kit.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:26 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"The apartment...." he said still floating around in his own head. He hadn't yet pieced together what she was really saying to him. He just put one foot in front of the other and kept walking like a robot that had its wires crossed and fried.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 1:02 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote:
"It's fine, he tore it anyway..." she looked at him with concern since he seemed to be... not entirely there. But she didn't push anything right now. "Why are we even walking? Let's take a cab so we can get home and I can clean it up." the idea hadn't even occured to her before.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 10:00 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed was a child when he was hit emotionally and mentally. Hell beings liked to play mind games, and Greed had just been thrown Satan's own version of Russian Roulette. Greed was still recovering from it all and he had nothing to give himself any comfort. Every question he threw out there were about fifty more. What the fuck was he going to do?
He looked down to his shoulder when she said that. "Man, blood is the hardest shit to get out of clothes." He wasn't even focused on the fact that Satan may have even left one of those talons inside. It hurt, but he wasn't listening to that pain right now.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 12:46 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote:
She let go of his hand since he seemed to get tense when she touched it and gently touched his opposite shoulder where Satan's claws had dug in, "Your mom kinda grabbed you hard with her... talons." it was such an awkward thing to say. But she doubt that the physical wound was anywhere near as painful as the mental and emotional one.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 9:43 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"When did I get hit?" He didn't even remember. He was just spaced out in his own thoughts. He didn't even feel her hand in his. Immediately he wanted to drop it because what if mom was still there just kind of hanging out? Watching his every move? Seeing what he did? He didn't know what to do. He was completely confused without a clear direction. Whenever Greed's things were taken, threatened or misused it set Greed on a very uneasy track. It was his vulnerable spot and everyone knew it.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 12:33 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote:
Zoe was so shaken, she couldn't even cry. It was nerve wracking enough meeting your boyfriend's mother but when she was a he/she and the devil of hell, it was a lot harder. She couldn't quite process it. In the span of a month they'd had her father and his mother both descend on them. Greed's wish to show her off to his family had come true in a big way and she wondered if he was going to regret it now. She couldn't even begin to deal with the fact Satan knew where they lived.... she took Greed's good hand as they walked, "I think we have bandages at home..." she said idly about the wound his mom left him.
On Thu, Jan 15, 2015 at 9:28 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
Having dinner at mom's house always had it's ups and downs, but when your mother held rank in the bowels of Hell, there was nothing good that could come of it. When she wasn't the little blonde sprite, she was downright weird. Greed had put up a good face, but if it couldn't convince Satan it wasn't going to convince Lust or anyone else.
It also left the question of what happened now? Satan had pretended to be Greed. He had trampled into their apartment and totally broke down whatever protective walls they thought they had there. Satan knew where they were and that could quite possibly jeopardize everything else. Maybe Greed did need to move back into his own apartment. But then that left the bigger question. What happened to Zoe?
Satan had thrown a bomb into his brain and now it was exploding and Greed was trying to pick back up the pieces and make some sense of it as they walked home. He realized really quickly that this was a complete mess and he didn't know where they were going.