Ami (just_ami) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-03-21 22:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | ami, reggie |
Sunday - 10/7/07
Who: Ami and Reggie
When: Following this scene,
Where: Starting in the hallway
What: Ami caught Reggie kissing Arcelia and flipped her lid.
Ami wasn't even listening to him. He was running off at the mouth, she knew that much, but she didn't hear a single word that he said. She was too busy being pissed off. She was too busy being fixated on the fact that she had driven all night, all the way here from New fucking York, and he was kissing another woman. Seriously? Seriously. What the fuck? That was NOT cool. And she was so pissed off that she didn't even want to hear anything that he had to say.
"Get out of my way, Reggie." Ami stopped, her hands moving to her hips as she gave him that look, that look that meant that she meant business. "I don't wanna talk to you right now. Point in fact, I don't even wanna look at you right now. I don't even know why I fucking came here!" She yelled that last part, and then reached her hands up to shove him as hard as she could, trying to slip through the hole she created so that she could get the hell away from him before he really made her made.
Of course that last part that he said really did make her angry, and she stopped trying to get away and instead turned that anger towards him. "You're calling me hateful? You're the one that's being fucking hateful, Reggie. I drive all the way out here to see you, because I needed you and you're off... kissing some girl and holding her baby like the picture of some happy fucking family?!?!"
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“ Nope, I aint getting out of your way. You’re gonna have to make me or just stand right here and deal with it. You always trying to run off, or walk off, or just whatever a situation, Ami. Naw, not this time. You gonna come all the way from New York just to yell at me? What the fuck? “ He said and then sighed. Becoming more annoyed as she shoved him and moved passed him. “ I swear to god, woman, you fuckin lucky that your ass is knocked up. “ He threatened her. Of course when it came to Ami, Reggie just ran his mouth a lot. He’d never hurt her, and he’d never knock her around. Other chicks? If they wanted to put their hands on him like stupid asses, then yes, he would dish it out right back to them, but never his Ami.
Reggie just stood there and took it though like he always did. He let her yell, let her rant, and rave, and be mean. Why was she always so mean to him though? “ Why did you come here? Running from the cops because you burnt your boyfriends house down, and now he wants his dad to toss your crazy ass in jail? “ Reggie asked. “ Yep! Sho’nuff, I am calling you hateful, because you are. You’re always so fuckin hateful towards me, like your life is fucked because of me. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You drive all the way down here cause YOU needed me. Isn’t that how it always be, Ami? Cause you always need something, or you want something. You ever fucking think that maybe I need something, or want something? Nope, course not. “ he scoffed and just shook his head.
He looked up at her with a small forming smile. “ So…what is it that you need? You know I’ll always be here for you, I love you. “ He spoke softly. Reggie and Ami were so dysfunctional together that it was almost funny, and slightly cute. That was just them though, and it always seemed to work. “ She kissed me, I didn’t kiss her, and what does it matter anyway? Last time I checked you belonged to fucking JR! “ he shouted at her, and then closed his eyes. He could feel his body temperature rising, the sweat beads that were forming along his skin. He knew what he could do if angered to a certain degree, and right now, he was trying to avoid having to have the hallways evacuated. “ And it wasn’t all perfect picture family shit going on. She’s my friend, my only friend in this fucking shit hole. I needed someone and the baby, she put me in a better mood. You wouldn’t know that though, cause you never fucking ask. It’s all about you, and your drama. “
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Ami of course knew that he was all talk when it came to him threatening to do something to her. He had never raised a hand to her, which was more than she could say for any other man in her life. She was used to being knocked around, but Reggie was far more likely to knock himself around than he was to bother her. And of course she appreciated that. It was nice for a change, to have a man around that wasn't all about talking with his fists, even though they only ever seemed to talk with their voices raised, or by means that were non-verbal. "No, I didn't come all the way here just to yell at you." That was the stupidest suggestion if she had ever heard one.
Clearly by the way he was speaking about things, he wasn't getting exactly what she meant when she told him that she had set the bathroom on fire. He thought she had simply decided to torch the place. That wasn't the case at all. "I dunno. Maybe. I didn't stick around long enough to find out." Though now that he had mentioned it, that was a distinct possibility, and it made her stomach tighten up in knots just to think about it. The last thing she wanted was to give birth to her baby in jail. "I am not being hateful, you're being hateful. And no, of course I don't ever think about what you might need." That last part was completely and totally sarcastic and she scoffed after she had said it, rolling her eyes at him.
"Listen, just, I don't want to hear it." She had allowed him to rant and rave about her, about JR, about the girl who kissed him and the baby that cheered him up and all that stupid shit that wasn't even important to her right now long enough. "You're not getting what I'm saying, Reggie. I set the bathroom on fire. I did it. As in me." She looked at him expectantly, a brow arched, trying to see if he had caught her drift yet or not. "You like.. fucking infected me or something!" Maybe if she worded it that way, he would get what she meant.
"I was upset and I was crying and... I don't even know how it happened." And it was starting to upset her now just thinking about it. The last thing she wanted was to be some sort of FREAK or something. "Oh god.." She started to feel slightly nauseous. "What if they do send the cops after me? What if they have me arrested for arson. I can't have my baby in prison!" She gagged then, her hand moving over her mouth as she started to heave. She needed a bathroom ASAP otherwise she was going to puke all over the hallway.
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All Reggie could really think about at the moment with Ami being so fired up, so to speak was how badly he really wanted to just kiss her. It had been a while since he last saw her, and she was just, beautiful. He loved her so much that the word love, itself was an understatement. She was so, everything. Cute, spunky at times, sassy with her sarcasm, and just, well to Reggie, Ami was perfect. The suggestion of her coming all this way just to yell at him, was in fact a stupid one. Reggie wasn’t all that bright when it came to simple things. Thinking about it made him sort of laugh.
No, he wasn’t getting what she was saying. It took him a while to catch onto things. As far as he knew she set the Velmont house of horrors on fire with a match. “What are you talking about you set the place on fire? Fucking duh, Ami.. who else did it? “ He returned the sarcasm. “And no, I am not. I still say that you’re the one being hateful.“ he added, wanting to have the last word on that. Of course he wouldn’t, he rarely got to have the last word when it came to his Ami.
“Infected you? Right, and who put that asshat shit in your head? I didn’t infect you? I don’t think I did.” He said raising his hand and catching the top of his head in a dumbfounded fashion. “Maybe we can ask my dad, you know if I’m contagious.“ He suggested. “Don’t you blame this shiznit on me. I told you what I was, and you didn’t seem to mind before now. So don’t go blaming me now…I, you..“ He was frustrated, and couldn’t give her an explanation as to why she was burning shit down.
When she started to gag, Reggie’s eyes grew wide. “Yo, whatever you had for breakfast, try to hold it down till we get you to a toilet.“ He said, and then took a hold of her standing beside her and placing his hand gently along her back. Reggie walked her quickly towards the nearest bathroom, and pushed the door open. "Knocked up chick coming through, y’all better cover up your junk, shake that shit and put it away.“ He said and then lead her over to one of the urinals. “uh, you gotta hurl, baby girl? The smell of funky urine might help you know, uh induce it.“ He said knowing that the boys restroom never smelled pleasant, much less the pisser.
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Ami had fully intended to pounce Reggie the minute that she got there. Of course all of that changed when she walked in and found him kissing on some other woman. She wanted to punch him then. And she still wanted to punch him now. Of course that feeling was soon being taken over by feelings of absolute horror at the thought that there very well could be police looking for her right now. What the fuck was she going to do? She couldn't go back home. That wasn't possible. Christian was not the type of man to just let her get away with something like that and, even if he didn't send her to jail for it, he would hold it over her head and use it to his advantage when it came to the baby.
"I didn't believe you!" He finally got it. No one could accuse him of being the brightest bulb int he box, after all. "And obviously there is something going on because I didn't just happen to come across some fucking, I dunno, magic orb or something that made me able to spit fire. It had to be you. There's no other explanation for it." She hadn't yet figured out where it was coming from. She knew nothing about the way this sort of thing worked, and why would she? She was human. She hadn't even actually believed that things like this existed. And now here she was, smack dab in the middle of all this mess.
Ami may have been offended by him announcing her the way that he did but she was too sick to react to that at all. She was gagging with her hand over her mouth as he led her in and he didn't even have time to finish that last sentence before she was losing her lunch, so to speak. This was by far the worst part. She was trying to keep herself upright while holding her hair back out of her face, the smell of stale urine definitely speeding along the process but doing nothing to help her get it under control.
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Reggie was standing there watching Ami gag, and it was his natural response towards her to grab a hold of her hair from behind so that it would be out of her face. “Snap, I know this might be inappropriate and all, but you’re in the position that just gives me some kinky sexual fantasies baby.“ He said with a chuckle. Of course that went away quickly as he started to feel a bit nauseous his own self. “You know, I bet he’s gonna come looking for you. Then again, he probably already knows where your ass is. What did you do, steal his car? Just sayin, last time you wrecked it, this time I wouldn’t put it passed you to skip town in it."
"Yeah, bet your ass believes me now, don’t you?“ He asked. “Maybe next time I tell you something you’ll believe me.“ Reggie glanced over to see one of the guys standing there just looking. “Hey, asshat, how about you make like a whore and fuck off. Don’t be looking at my girl. I’ll kick your teeth down your throat.“ Reggie looked at the guy with some fire behind his eyes. He wasn’t playing around when it came to Ami. Once the guy left Reggie focused his attention back to Ami. “You done yet? I’m hungry.“ He said, and then smiled. “You’re beautiful, even when you’re head is over the pisser.“ He said with a soft sigh.
“You’re gonna be alright baby girl. I promise. You know I aint gonna let those Velmonts hurt you. I wont let anyone hurt you, ever. You’ll be safe here with me, and even if they did call the cops. Let some mutha-fuckin pig walk up in here and try to take you. Shit aint happening. Trust and believe that.“ Reggie assured her, and it was true. He wasn’t going to let anyone or anything hurt Ami..over his dead body first, and if anything ever happened to him.. that sorry soul would have to answer to his pops, and that wasn’t gonna be pretty in the least bit. Reggie saw first hand what his pops was capable of, wasn’t no one gonna fuck with him, or his girl.
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The mention of sexual fantasies was enough to make her groan because there was no way in hell that she had anything remotely resembling sex on her mind right about now. She felt like utter hell and, god, she just wanted to curl up into a ball next to him and be held. This had been a rough week, and it was only fucking Sunday. And from what he seemed to think, it was only going to get worse. Fortunately, she hadn't told Christian where Reggie was, and she wasn't so sure that it would be all that easy for him to find out.
She shook her head as a hand moved up to wipe her mouth, having glanced towards the guy that he ran off as he bolted out of the bathroom. "Not his car, your truck." He'd be happy about that, probably. "I broke into your house and stole the spare keys. Your mom was out." How he could possibly think of food at a time like this, she had no idea. Food had honestly been the last thing on her mind for days now what with the horrible indigestion and the vomiting.
When he promised that he wouldn't let anyone hurt her, of course Ami believed him. And she offered him a bit of a smile before she moved in to hug him, slipping her arms around him and burying her face against his neck. "I missed you." The words were whispered, followed by a sigh. "I'm so sorry. I don't know why I always fuck things up so badly." sometimes, most of the time in fact, she felt like everything she touched was destined to turn to shit. And she didn't want to be that person anymore, she just wasn't sure how to stop it really.
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Sex, food, and football were pretty much the three main things that were always at the top of Reggie’s brain. It didn’t matter what the situation was, or how bad or good things were. As long as he had some food, a football, and a mouth to suck his cock he knew he was going to be all right. Of course it was always better when that mouth belonged to Ami. Maybe now wasn’t the right time to be thinking about sex or food, but damn, he was hungry, and well, he always had a boner, most especially around Ami. It wasn’t something he could control.
“My truck? Baby girl, is you out your fuckin mind? You drove my truck? Is it still in one piece? “ He asked with real concern. That was his baby after all, and Ami, not the greatest when it came to driving, much less driving a big ass truck. “ Oh snap! You mean the pussy wagon is here yo? Oh we gotta go for a drive, for real. “ He said with excitement. Reggie couldn’t wait to see his baby, to feel it, and cruse around in it.
Reggie just smiled with a soft sigh once Ami wrapped her arms around him. He wrapped his strong arms around her too, and held her close. His hands rubbing softly up and down along her back. “ I missed you too. Everything is gonna be okay. You just believe that. “ He whispered to her. He closed his eyes listening to her words, and while she was sorry, it didn’t take back the pain she caused him when she had left him..again for JR. Despite all that had happened and her being here now, Reggie couldn’t help but to think to himself, how long would he have her all to himself before JR found her, or before she took off to go back to him? “ It’s coo’ you aint gotta say sorry. “ He said, but how he felt on the inside was, undefined.
“ Come on, lets go back to my room, or we can go see my dad, if you want. He’s working so, maybe he can give you some answers. “ Reggie suggested, but would let Ami decided if she wanted to go see Adrien now, or just wait. It wasn’t like he was in a rush to see his pops any time soon.
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"Yes, Reggie. Your truck is still in one piece." Ami rolled her eyes as she said it. That was a dumb question. They both knew that she only wrecked vehicles when it was her intention to wreck it, like Christian's car. She was a good driver normally. And then she smiled a little as he added the last part, "I thought you'd appreciate having it here." And there was no way that Bastian would pick that vehicle as the one to bring here for Reggie to have to drive.
Ami knew that, no matter how many times she said she was sorry, no matter how many times she did all that she could to show that she was sorry, it would never fix all of the damage that she had done. And it made her angry. It made her angry at Christian and, most of all, angry at herself. And there were times, so many times, where she would just sit and cry because she felt like it was completely hopeless, that she would never be able to change and she would never be able to make anything better and she would only ever hurt anyone that came into her life. It was a constant struggle to not be devoured by that.
"Let's just go to your room. We can go see him later." She wasn't in a hurry to be made to feel like shit which was how Bastian always made her feel because he disliked her so much. And besides, she could use a little alone time with her Reggie. "You have any mouthwash?" She didn't want to kiss him with puke breath and it wasn't like she carried a toothbrush in her pocket. It was still in her bag that was in the truck.
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Okay, the truck was still in one piece. That was good, and Reggie could have a peace of mind in knowing that. “ What? “ he asked. “ How the fuck should I know if you didn’t decide to ram his ass with the front end of my truck? You know how much that truck means to me. “ He said, and then smiled at her with that goofy grin of his. The truck, however, was his favorite thing, and moreso because it came from Ami. Reggie loved her, and anything that came from her.
“ You read my mind, baby girl. “ He said, and swiftly he swept Ami up off her feet and now had her in his arms. “ I’d like to ravish you, for hours, and then pizza, and then after that, I think I want to ravish you some more. “ He said, and despite her having thrown up just a few moments ago, he tilted his head downward, and pressed a soft, sweet, and loving kiss gentle against her lips. “ You know, when you said mouth wash, I thought it was because you were going to give me an Ami special. “ He smiled and wiggled his eye brows. “ but, vomit breath, you know, baby, even it smells good on you. “ He said, knowing that was just foul, but when it came to Ami, Reggie was just fucking dumbstruck and in love. He loved Ami, what was the word? Oh yes, unconditionally Always had, and he always would.
“ I love you, baby girl. You make me fuckin stupid crazy, but I got mad love for you. “ And with that said, Reggie carried her back to his room. For the first time in a very long time, there was a genuine look of happiness over his features. He was content, perfectly so, at this moment, and all was right in the world. “ To think I would ever want any other bitch in this life.. that’s just fuckin stupid. You know you’re the only girl for me. “ He said and added. “ that was just asinine, I should smack you for that one…. Oh snap, maybe I will, and then you can smack me around some too. “
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The mention of what she could have done made that somewhat evil twinkle form in her eye as a smirk formed upon her lips. "I probably should have. Make the world a better place." She loved Christian. She always had and, well, whether she liked it or not, she always would, but that didn't mean that she couldn't agree that the world would be a better place without him in it. He was no good. Not at all. But, truth be told, she would never be able to bring herself to hurt him. Or Reggie's truck.
Ami gave a bit of a laugh as he scooped her up into his arms and laid out the rest of their evening for them. She grinned a little though she had to tease him a bit as well. "And what makes you think I am going to let you ravish me, Reggie?" Of course if there was any doubt as to whether or not she would, it faded completely when he kissed her. Christian would never kiss her after she puked. He wouldn't even kiss her after she gave him a blow job. Reggie, on the other hand, always wanted to kiss her and never hesitated, not for any reason. "Fucking weirdo." She said softly, though clearly the fact that it made her happy that he was willing to do that showed all over her face.
The halls were pretty empty as he carried her from the bathroom back down to his room which was thankfully empty aside from the two of them. It was obvious to look around that he had a roommate, however. Reggie didn't skateboard, after all, and there was a ton of skater junk lying around. Ami rolled her eyes and then offered with a sigh, "Well I never claimed to be bright, Reggie." And really, why wouldn't he want someone else after all she had put him through? Ugh, she felt absolutely horrid right now just thinking about it. Change of subject. "Seriously though, do you have any mouthwash? My mouth feels disgusting." Or at least something to drink to wash down the taste.
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Once Reggie made it back to the room he pushed the door open, and then used his foot to close it behind him. He walked Ami over towards his bed, and placed her down upon it. “ Yeah, I got some. “ He said, and turned to the bathroom. It was only a second or two before he was back, and handing her a paper cup half full with minty green mouthwash. The bag of candy still there on his bed from when he’d offered some of it to Arc. “ There’s candy, your favorite one is in there, too. “ he said, and then let out a sigh as he took a seat on the side of the bed, and just gazed towards Ami.
“I really missed you. I cant believe you’re really here. I am sorry if I infected you..but it’s not so bad, for real. My pops has taught me all kinds of coo’ shit that I never knew I could do, before. “ He said, and then after a moment of thinking it through, he asked the question. Afraid of the answer, but he had to know. “ So, uh..are we back together? “ He asked. “ I mean, you’re here, no asshat, and you practically chewed my balls off for Arc kissing me. “ He said, and then smiled all sweet and innocently. “ What about the baby. How you just gonna keep a little hell spawn Velmont away from the rest of the hellions? “ Reggie asked, curious about her baby. He hated Christian, and hated that the baby she was carrying was his, but he did like babies. Maybe the baby would get her looks from Ami, and not from the asshat.
“ Are you going to stay here for a while? You know I will protect you, I wont let no one come near you, or hurt you. Not you, or your baby. I promise you, Ami. “ Reggie spoke with a soft tone to his voice, which was rare, but often times when it came to Ami, and it was genuine. He reached his hand over and took a hold of her own, and caressed the top of her hand softly with his thumb. “ You’re beautiful…” He said a shis eyes just took her into their sight. It felt like it had been far too long and she was a beautiful sight for his sore eyes.
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Once she was on the bed, Ami gave her body a long, full stretch and then laid back against the pillows as she waited for him. She had to sit up to take the cup, swishing some of the minty stuff around in her mouth before she spit it back into the cup and then put the cup on the nightstand out of the way. It could be tossed later. She smacked her lips a few times, feeling much better, tongue running along clean teeth. "Not so sure a Caramello would go so good with mint but thanks anyway." She smiled, and then she lay back down on the bed.
The mention of him infecting her caused knots to form in her stomach, something that happened each and every time that he mentioned it. It just didn't make sense. Why now? They had been sleeping together for years. They never bothered to use protection because, well, maybe they were both a little stupid, and now, all of a sudden...
Ami missed half of what he said but that didn't matter as her mind was off on another tangent completely. He mentioned the baby and keeping it away from Christian and then he grabbed her hand and something just clicked. "I lied." The words were sudden and indicated that there was more explanation to come. "I told you that we knew for sure but..." She shook her head. "We didn't have any tests done because it's too risky until after the baby's born and..." He had to know where she was going with this.
"We need to go talk to your dad." As much as she didn't want to, thinking this all through, it seemed to make sense that the baby was probably his and that that was the whole reason why all of this was happening right now. But she didn't want to say that until she knew for sure. It would crush him if that was what he thought and then he found out otherwise.
As it would turn out, Ami wasn't wrong. The baby was Reggie's and that was why she was setting things on fire. This was good news because, if the baby was his, it wasn't Christian's, but bad because, well, her baby was going to be part demon. That caused more than a little bit of anxiety in her, though Reggie was sure to help alleviate some of that just as soon as they made it back to his dorm room.