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Lips of an Angel

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Oct 25, 2010
Belle pressed her slender frame against a barren wall and slid down to the floor. Her eyes were filled with tears, with hurt as she gazed at the now messed room. Make-up laden tears stained her cheek. Another night, another fight, another mess to be cleaning up. She hung her head as another wave of sobs shook her body. She withdrew her knees, tucking them into her chest, and wrapping her slender arms around them. What did she do wrong this time. She never knew what she did wrong, or at least she thought she didn't. Lifting a trembling hand she touch tips to the red smear, the trail of lipstick that was created by a single back handed strike..

Did he know? Could he sense that she wasn't over him, even after so many years of trying she could never get over him. Sniffling she made her way to the mess near the couch. Her hands trembling as she crawled. She missed him god she did, He was her first love, her only love, the keeper of her heart. And her boyfriend now, he knew it, and this angered him. The more she thought about him, the harder she cried.She need her cell phone, she knew it was amongst the spilt over couch and a broken vase.

She found it, her green eyes burning as she sped dialed his number. It was late god she knew that. But she needed him. Her heart broke as she waited as the phone rang and rang. With no answer. Her sobs grew rougher, as she pressed herself into the fallen over couch. "Please answer me, please"She begged through the phone. Her free slender hand running through her long dark tendrils. Her green eyes closing tightly shut.
 
Adam laid in the bed he shared with his girlfriend, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. She had a beautiful body to be sure, but that wonderful and sweet personality he had fallen in love with had almost all vanished. Sarah was demanding, suspicious, and made him feel guilty for doing anything that didn't require spending time or attention on her. He missed Belle. He didn't even know why they had broke up. He had never stopped loving her, and he had a feeling that she felt the same way. He looked at the naked body of the woman sleeping next to him, sighing softly as he did. "Sarah... I wish you were her" he whispered, placing his and on Sarah's hip. He almost felt guilty for having just had sex with his own girlfriend. There was almost no feeling in it anymore. Thank god he had to wear a condom with her, because sometimes he had to fake orgasms to get the sex that he really didn't want to stop.

He rolled on his side and closed his his eyes, trying to just sleep and end the day. As he was just about to fall asleep, he heard his phone vibrating on the night stand. "who the fuck...." he mumbled as he reached for it and pressed the talk button, not bothering to look who it was. "Hello?" He mumbled, not really prepared for the voice on the other end. He had just been thinking about her, and she sounded as if she had been crying.

He didn't want to wake Sarah up talking to Belle, and wanted even less for her to know he was talking to his ex. She would never let him live it down, and would make his life hell. "Belle, are you okay? Did something happen?"
 
"Adam" Belle sniffle, her voice cracking slightly, shifting her weight onto her hip. It was him. Had he interrupted his time with his girlfriend. She knew how he enjoyed sex. Gods how she didn't want to think about it. And in made her inhale sharply trying so desperately not to cry. But she couldn't contain it. How could she expect him to come to her. Not after the nasty break up they had. She couldn't make him leave his girlfriend to come and comfort her. She lowered the phone, sobs tearing at her throat. Tears streaking her face. Within the smear of lipstick there was a small split in her lip. She could hear him asking if something happened, asking if she was okay. what was she to say. 'Ya my new ex boyfriend beat me and trashed my home. I'm just peachy' She mused to herself. before bringing the phone back to her ear.

"No, everything's not okay."She sounded pathetic. Her voice, worn and raw from crying. Cracking slightly. She closed her eyes and inhaled shakily. Trying to calm down. but it wasn't working. "Can you come over? I-I need someone really to talk to."She sobbed, her body trembling violently. She put her hand down, hearing a small crunch of glass before a sharp sting coursed through her. "Shit"She cussed looking to her hand at the small gash that already began to bleed. She normally didn't cuss, it was either when she was made or hurt herself pretty good..

"I'm sorry Adam for waking you. I-I will understand if you don't come by"she said her voice trembling. She would be devastated, but she would have to push by. She wasn't his girlfriend. She wasn't his priority. they hardly spoken in the time they had separated. "Im in the same apartment" She said softly. "Bye" She didn't wait for questions as she hung up the phone. Her green eyes once full of life were dull, and full of tears. and they stared at the the blood the was filling the palm of her hand. She pushed herself up. stumbling dizzily over a fallen cushion before going to the kitchen. And began to rinse out her wound. She was breathing softly , zoning out as she let the water wash away the blood before she removed the glass. Will he come?Did he still care for her as much as she loved him? Pressing a paper towel to her wound she staggered to the living room. which was nothing but a mess. before sitting on the only item no knocked over which was the love seat, and waited.
 
Adam had so many things he wanted to ask her. She even cussed. She was either hurt really bad or just really mad. What should he do? He wanted so badly to just go to her and hold her, but what would he say to Sarah? He sighed and looked down at his phone, then composed a text message to Sarah's phone. 'Hey babe, Ryan called me in the middle of the night and he's having some troubles. Sorry I had to disappear but you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't want to wake you. Love you' He pondered deleting the last two words, as he didn't really feel it much any more. But she would get upset and he didn't need that right now.

He slid on a clean pair of black boxers and and black jeans, then rifled through his closet for a shirt. He threw on a plain dark blue t-shirt and headed out the door as quietly as possible to not wake Sarah. As he sat in the driver's seat of his car, he leaned his head on the steering wheel, considering just heading back in the house. He really hoped Sarah wouldn't find out what was going on, because he would catch hell. Instead, he shoved the key into the ignition and made the engine roar to life. Before too long he was just standing at her doorstep, knocking softly
 
Belle waited, her tears slowing as she rested her forehead against her knees. Her eyes were closed. She should of cleaned up, but she felt so drained. She was a mess, she knew it. Her cheeks were sticky from the run of tears and mascara. She wanted to disappear. She lost the love of her life, to some other. She hand nothing but a string of bad luck. Especially it seemed with men. Her sat straight. looking once more around the messy room. She knew the bigger items were okay. for the most part. but there was broken picture frames, and vases and glass from the end tables. Few hundred in repairs, nothings he couldn't afford, again.

The sudden knock on the door startled her. making her sit straight. Her heart was racing frantically within her chest. Was it Adam? had he made some excuse to come to her? Or was it him. Micheal the man she told was over and to get out after much fighting. She walked slowly to the door. She still wore a simple night shirt, one she wore often when she was with Adam, one that bared her shoulders, and hung from her frame, her pajama bottoms hung off her loosely. perhaps she had lost some weight since last seeing him. She had been so depressed lately. inhaling she braced herself. Her hand twisting the knob and pulled the door open.

He stood there, as handsome as ever. But there was worry in his eyes. Was it for her or was it for his new Girlfriend sarah she thought the name."Adam."she whispered in shock. She had believed that he wouldn't come. It was then she felt more tears begin to fall. Relief that he came. She through herself into him. Her small 5'5 tall sagged against him "You came, i didn't think you would "She sobbed hard her fingers gripping his shirt, holding him close.
 
Adam didn't even think as Belle threw herself onto him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. "Sweetheart, what's wrong? Tell me what happened." He hadn't meant to call her sweetheart, but it was Belle after all. He still loved her more than anything. To see her like this... so sad and hurting, it was breaking his heart. All he wanted to do was pull her into bed to kiss her and hold her till the tears stopped. Of course, they both had someone else now, so that wasn't really an option.

He took her hand, and noticed the blood as he pulled her toward the couch in her living room. The place was a mess. "Oh my god, Belle. What the fuck happened here?" He had a feeling that he already knew what happened but he didn't want to believe it. Now, in the light, he could see the split in her lip and the bruise. A look of concern overtook his face. "Oh Belle... no. He hit you? Do you need me to stay here in case he comes back?" He probably shouldn't be offering to stay with her all night, but he could make an excuse to Sarah later.

He couldn't believe this had happened to her. She deserved so much better than this. They might have had a nasty break up but he still thought the world of her
 
Belle never thought on him just taking her into his arms, she expected him to push her way, maybe not rudely but she didn't expect that he would embrace her, calling her sweetheart. God how she missed him, how she missed the feel of his strong arms around her. How could she explain to him what happened? Not without breaking down again. Her eyes burned from the mass she cried already.She trembled. She could smell her on him. Her perfume, It made her heart tighten painfully within her chest. Made the wounds of there break up so fresh, the memories of the times they had flood her mind."i don't know really what set him off. He was drunk, ranting and raving, He thought i was cheating on him. But i didn't, but he wouldn't hear me. He called me lying fucking whore."She brought a trembling hand to the split of on her lip. "Said i should learn my place.Its when i told him to get out of my home. that, that it was over" She never cheated on anyone, there were rumors that were spread to separate her and Adam. As much as she denied it the more it seemed to make it worse. God sh had loved Adam with every fibre of her being, she could never of done what the rumors said she did. She didn't know why he could not see it. She still loved him with everything she was.

She cringed when he took up her hand. The cut still bleeding slightly even though she had a paper towel on it. "He went out of control."She didn't want to look at him. to see the hurt and pain. She was hopeful when he offered to stay, to make sure shes alright. She wanted him. Lord only knew how much. "I can't make you stay, it isn't fair. Not to you, and not to your girlfriend" She looked away, would her now new ex come back. Probably. so she went to lock and bar the door. She paused she felt she was locking him in. "In case he comes back. I can't stand the though of you getting hurt, not by him"She said her eyes lost, void, life drained. She wasn't happy and it was clear. She tried though to busy herself to not look directly at him. She attempted to lift the couch. It just had to be heavy but she barely managed with out some pain. before sitting down on it. Her lip throbbed as she brave herself a glance at him. A few more tears trickling down her dirty cheek. She wanted to be hold, to be told it will be alright.
 
(sorry for the delay.... and the short post v.v)

Adam was pissed. More than pissed, actually. If the motherfucker that had hit her was still around he would have beaten him within an inch of his life. He had never seen Belle look so broken or sad before and it was clawing at him. She had always been so happy and vibrant, and right now she looked like a shell of the person she once was. "It doesn't matter if it's fair to me or Sarah. Will it make you feel safer if I'm here? After all, you're the one that is in need right now. Sarah's fine. In all honesty, it would be nice to get away from her for once. Being around her all the time is becoming a little bit exhausting." As soon as he said it, Adam was embarrassed he had done so. He wasn't in the habit of saying things like that to anyone, let alone his ex-girlfriend. He wondered what he thought of him as he sat next to her on the couch.
 
He did care if about her. Her now more recent ex thoroughly exhausted her. just as much as not being with Adam had. She closed her eyes hiding away the pain, trying to fight back the wave tears that once more battered at her.Her heart pained, like someone took a firm hold and was squeezing .It wasn't till her body started trembling did she cave, letting out a soft shuddering whimper. "It---It would"She sniffled, she felt so guilty, she loved this man, with everything she was, and everything she could be. Rumors such ridiculous things, claiming she was a whore, that she fooled around with her boss. It wasn't true, but even her boss had played it up hoping it would end in his favor. But it didn't matter in the end, she had lost Adam, and her boss lost her, just not as an employee. It was a good job, paid well. But the money it would never heal her heart.

'I'd feel better"she hiccuped. opening her eyes to gaze to the man she had loved, and still very much did. "though I don't think he will be coming back. Never does after a fight like this. Plus I told him not to ever come back" Each word stung the split of her lip as she turned her eyes back to the destroyed room. Her dark bangs shading her eyes, her form slumped in her seat. "How are you Adam"She murmured softly wanting a distraction. Her voice weak, raw even from her crying.
 
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