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Sunday, March 27, 2011

2 Weeks Later

“I can’t believe your leaving in two days.” Georgie said, she was sitting on my bed ‘helping’ me pack.

“I know, it’s gone so fast.” I said.

“As long as it only for three months!” Zoe bargained, she was also ‘helping’.

“It is only three months, I promise.” I soothed.

“Ok, it’s settled we’re going out tonight, all of us.” Georgie said.

“Nah, I’ve got too much to do tonight.”

“No, where going out! It doesn’t have to be a late one, just a fun one!” Zoe encouraged.

“Just no.”I said laughing, I was vaguely aware that they were going to win.

“OK, it’s settled we will be leaving here at like 8 for dinner, does that work for you Zoe?” Georgie asked, sending multiple texts from her phone.

“Yeah, that gives us, what? Like 3 hours to sort ourselves out.” Zoe answered.

“Do I get any say in this?” I whined from the corner.

“No you don’t.” Georgie answered. “Alright, well you can just borrow one of my dresses, saves you going home.” She finished addressing Zoe.

“Ooo good idea, let’s go have a look in your cupboard.”

“Guys I don-” that’s as far as I got in my protests, they were already talking over me and planning our nights adventures.

I continued to pack for a while, when I realised that it was a little too quiet between Zoe and Georgie, so I tip toed down the hallway to see what was going on...

“She’s not doing too well is she?”I heard Zoe ask.

“No, you should have seen it at Lesley’s house, she was shattered...he was too, but his a fine actor when need be.”

“Yeah, she didn’t really talk about it.” Zoe said.

“He needs to talk to her before she leaves.”

“I know, but I doubt she’s going to want to talk to him, and would he even want to talk to her?”

“Yeah, he does, well that’s what he said, he just doesn’t know how.” Georgie said.

“Well how are we going to organise it?” Zoe asked.

“You aren’t.” I said with venom in my voice that made them both jump. “I don’t want to see him, I’m sorry but you two are way out of line, I can’t see him, do you understand that? I CANT.” I finished off yelling and walking out of the room.

“Paris...wait, hold on.” I heard Georgie call out after me but it was too late I was already out the door.

I was walking down the stairs when I banged into someone, “I’m sorry, excuse me.” I muttered.

“Paris?” None other than Nathan Luken questioned me.

I sighed “I can’t do this Nathan, please just leave it.” I said as I walked away.

“Paris...” I heard him finish desperately.

Friday, March 18, 2011

The Reunion To Postpone

“What are you doing here?”Nathan said getting out of the car when he finally spotted me.

I made a move to walk to Georgie’s car of course he blocked my path.

“Nathan please, just move.” I said.

“You’re at my house, why?” He asked.

“Nathan just leave it.” Georgie interrupted.

“No I want to talk to Paris.” He said, so Leslie ushered Georgie inside, they didn’t do anything about the bitch in the Nathan’s front seat.

“Paris, you shouldn’t be here.” Nathan said.

“I know, I’m sorry, I’m leaving.”

“You can’t just fuck me over and then hang out with my family.”

“Fuck you over?” I repeated.

“Yeah.” He said, so I deliberately looked towards Becky in his front seat.

“Don’t give me that, I’m single now.” He said with venom in his voice.

“I know, I just think that maybe you forgot you were in a relationship when you actually were.”

“No, you were there reminding me every step of the way...” He said.

“Right it’s all my fault...” I said with a bit of bite to my voice.

“You left me, I honestly don’t know why your here.”

“Me either...just let me go, please.” I pleaded.

He must have saw the desperation on my face because suddenly he looked as sad as I felt.

“I’m sorry; I’m being an ass...I just don’t get why we couldn’t work our shit out.” He said his voice lowering towards the end of the sentence and he kicked some imaginary dirt on the ground.

“You seem to be moving on just fine.” I said once again looking pointedly at Becky.

He looked back at her and then towards me...

“You made your choice Nathan.” I said waving for Georgie to come out, she was watching the scene ‘stealthily’ behind the curtain in Lesley’s living room.

I turned around and started walking towards Georgie’s car, Nathans grabbed my wrist, by the time I turned to face him, he’d already rethought his decision and was signalling for Becky to come inside.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Authors Note

Hey Guys,

I know I didn't post for a week but I'm doing my best, school is totally killing me at the moment I had 3 essays 2 tests and a speech due this week...:( So sorry for not updating sooner! :)

Theres a new post below, and just so everyones in the loop this season of Paris Persuasion will end soon, I have decided to keep writing her for a bit longer and I'll do my best to stay consistent but I hope people can understand I have a lot going on at the moment, I'm sure most of you will! :) :)

Thanks heaps guys, keep the comments coming I do love feedback! ;)

Day 12

“Please come?” Georgie begged, it was day twelve since the break-up and Georgie was trying to convince me to go down to Leslies house to pick up her photo albums, we are decorating the spare room and she wanted to put some photos and things up.

“Noo, how awkward would it be if I went.”

“They still like you, we’re friends aren’t we.”

“Nah Georgie I think I’ll just stay here...” I said, not only could I use the time alone, I really wanted to finish clearing out Nathans things from my room.

“Come on, I helped you clean the majority of Nate’s stuff out.” She bargained.

“FINE, but if it’s awkward you have to talk more, fill any silences.”

“There will be no awkward silences to fill, I promise and plus it’s only for a couple of hours.” She said.

“Ok.” I said, really? Was I really going to my ex-boyfriends families’ house?

The drive there was long, the road was taunting me, and just as I thought we were getting close another long stretch of road was upon us.

“How long left?”

“Ummm like half an hour.” She answered.

I couldn’t help but laugh, “You said that like an hour ago.”

She chuckled back, “Honestly, I have no idea.”

I continued laughing, tears began rolling down my face, I don’t know why I found it so funny, what came next however was a surprise to both of us. The tears of laughed turned to tears, actual big fat tears, finally mourning the loss of a relationship. Georgie pulled over, and quickly hugged me.

“I miss him, so much.” I wailed.

“I know...” She said.

“It feels like I can’t breathe, why wasn’t I strong enough to stay?”

“Hey stop, it’s not your fault, Nathan was the idiot here, you were strong
enough to leave, in my opinion it takes more courage to do that then stay in an unhappy relationship.”

My breathing slowly evened out, “Thank you.”
She shook her head in reply, as if to say don’t worry about it.

“No Georgie, seriously, you didn’t have to stay around me, but you did.”

“You’re my friend Paris, and Nathan was wrong in this instance, even if I don’t like it, I could see it.”

I sobbed a bit more before finally pulling it together.

“Feeling better?” She asked as we were nearing Leslie’s house.

“Much!” I smiled.

We pulled in, seconds later Leslie was at the car practically pulling us both out of the car and hugging us like she hadn’t see us for a decade.

“I’ve missed you girls.” She said, pulling us into a group hug.

“I’ve missed you too.” Georgie and I said in perfect harmony.

“You and me missy need to have a chat.” She winked in my direction, Georgie gave her a look I couldn’t decipher probably trying to give her a warning about my ‘fragile condition’ at the moment.

I smiled in return, before she dragged us inside for a cup of tea.

“So how was the drive?”

“Eh long, but it was fine.” Georgie answered.

“So are you sure you don’t want to stay? I have the guests rooms made up.” Leslie said.

“We would but we both have work tomorrow.” Georgie replied, using our made up excuse.

“It labour day tomorrow...public holiday.” Leslie said with a smile dancing across her lips, “I understand if you don’t feel comfortable here anymore, but trust me Paris, I still love you, and I even though I was a little mad that you broke up with Nathan I understand why you did it.”
What had I done to deserve the company of such awesome people?

“I miss him.” I replied, tears in my eyes, I was very emotional today.

“I know.” Leslie said wrapping her arms around me.

We spent the rest of the day chilling out around the house, I made everyone pancakes but besides that we just talked, and drank lemonade on the porch, it was so lovely to still feel a part of the family and then just as we were leaving things became unpleasant.

Nathan pulled up into the drive way, with none other than Becky in his front seat.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Pulling A Funk

“GET OUT OF BED!” Georgie screamed at me from downstairs.

“Nooooooooo.” I replied, it was day 3 in bed and Georgie was less than impressed.

“PARIS, NOW!” she yelled back.

I waddled downstairs about 10 minutes and multiple screaming matches later.

“You have to get up!” She said as I was walking down the stairs.

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” I said, she took one look at me and a smile cracked her tough exterior, I was wearing my dressing gown over my flannelette pyjamas and my ugg boots, I looked a treat.

“You are such a cliché at the moment.” She laughed.

I just gave her a sarcastic smile, and then Danny walked downstairs, obviously doing the walk of shame.

“Ha ha I’m the cliché? Have a nice sleep Danny?” I asked, he looked towards Georgie sheepishly.

“Have you talked to Nathan yet?” He asked trying to avoid his own embarrassment.

“No, he hasn’t tried to call me either.” I justified.

“I would talk to him if I were you.”

“Again, he hasn’t tried either; barely acknowledge I was going in the first place.”

“I’m just going to say, he isn’t taking it to well, and maybe you should bite the bullet.” Danny suggested.

“People who’ve broken up shouldn’t talk anyway, thems the rules.” I said.
Georgie and Danny shared a look, I knew what it meant, they didn’t think this was real, it is, trust me.

“So what’s going on here?” I said winking trying to get the attention off me.

There were some awkward coughs and red faces before the subject was changed, soon after Danny left and Georgie and I had a chat.

“So how you doing?” She asked.

“I’m fine, did Danny say anything?”

“Nothing exciting.” She said unconvincingly.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yep.” She answered and went into the kitchen to finish washing her dishes.

By the way she was avoiding my eye I knew she was lying...Oh well.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Playing The Blame Game

“Hey where have you been?” Georgie asked as I walked through the door.

“Nathans.” I answered beginning my walk up the stairs.

She nodded, “Paris I know it’s hard, but it’s just going to take some time Nathan will be himself again soon.”

I couldn’t hold it together the tears stained my face in seconds and soon

I was sitting on the bottom step barely breathing, “I broke up with him
Georgie.”

Her mouth dropped as she walked over and sat next to me, “What? Paris you can’t, he needs you.”

“I’ve needed him too, it’s to exhausting.” I said as a pathetic excuse.

“Paris it’s just a bad patch, he will get better.” Georgie said as she justified her brother’s behaviour.

“Georgie, I can’t anymore, I love him so much but I’ve been giving excuses for our fights and behaviours and I realise there’s no point us both being miserable.”

“This is so sudden; did you even talk about it?”

“Didn’t have to, we both knew, he didn’t say anything.”

“He was probably shocked; it came pretty out of left field.”

“I’m sorry Georgie, I mean this in the nicest possible way, but you haven’t been around him lately, since his injury his changed...”

“Can you blame him?”

“No I can’t.” I said resuming my trek up the stairs.

Great so now I was going through a break up and my roommate and friend clearly wasn’t happy because I just dumped her brother, this couldn’t get any worse.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Authors Note

Hey everybody,

I just wanted to address the comments after my lastest post, I realise that some of you wont be happy with the direction I'm taking the blog, but I have to take it somewhere. As one of the comments said I haven't been posting, and one of the reasons is because I have 0 inspiration for the story...I realise that not everyone will be happy, but things are going to start making sense soon...

I've already apologised for the lack of posts, I've had an extremely busy year, that includes school work, a trip overseas, and aging family members moving into my home, unfortunatley the blog got pushed down the list of things to do...

I still can't promise my old regular posts but I'm doing my best...I feel I should also let everyone know I'm not sure how long this blog will contiune, I'm beginning to run out of things to write & I don't want writing to become a chore, because I enjoy it to much.

So this is a long winded way of saying,please continue reading, wait until you see where the story is going and then make your decisions....


& I also want to say thankyou to my long term readers who have supported my through this time! :)

<3 Amy

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

The Conclusion

I went straight over to Nathans after work, I had this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, I had made an ultimatum with myself, if I wasn’t satisfied after a chat then I would end it, I wasn’t sure if I would have the guts to actually go through with it but it was certainly my plan.
I knocked on his front door, waiting for him to answer, I had a speech prepared but I wasn’t sure how much I’d get through but at least I had a plan.

“Hey.” Nathan said as he opened the door.

“Hi.” I smiled back at him.

“What are you doing here?” He asked.

“...um seeing my boyfriend.” I replied.

“Don’t get snappy it was just a question.”

He began walking towards the lounge room, he was in the middle of a movie.

“Nate, can we talk real quick?” I asked.

“Hmm?” He said not looking up from the TV.

“You and Becky seemed awfully cosy the other day.” I said.

He flicked off the TV but still didn’t look at me, “She’s helped me a lot of the last few weeks.”

“Yes, she has. But so have I, and you’ve barely looked at me since the injury, and we definitely aren’t sitting on your bed laughing over youtube videos together.” I said quietly.

He sighed and still wouldn’t meet my eye, “I don’t know what to say, I like Becky and yes you’ve helped me to, I never said you hadn’t, at the moment I’m finding it easier to talk to her.”

“Why?” I asked feeling a flush spread to my face, I was finding it hard to breathe.

“I don’t know.”

“Ok, fine, talk to Becky, I don’t mind, but please don’t let me find you chilling in bed with her like it’s no big deal.” I said with a bit of bite to my voice.

“Grow up Paris, we’re all adults, you should take comfort in the fact that I haven’t slept with anyone since we started going out.”

“’I should take comfort in the fact that you haven’t slept with anyone’, what the hell does that mean?” I nearly shouted.

“It means I’ve been completely faithful, but a lot of people wouldn’t have been in my position.”

“Why, why would you say that?” I asked confused.

He just shook his head.

“Nathan, why are you being a prick? I get it, you broke your knee, it sucks, but you’re going to be playing again soon and everything will be fine.”

“No you don’t get it.” He shouted.

“Fine EXPLAIN IT TO ME.” I yelled back.

“I can’t.” He said so angrily I physically recoiled.

“Ok, well I’m sorry but I can’t be overlooked and forgotten about anymore.”

He half laughed, “So what some more drama Paris, yell, scream maybe?”

“No...I’m done.” I answered.

He shook his head, “Done what? This ridiculous conversation?” He asked turning his attention back to the TV.

“No, us. I’m done; it’s too much for me. Where both not happy and we shouldn’t pretend to be anymore.”

He was quiet for a long time, and for a brief minute he looked ruffled like he was about to beg for forgiveness, he looked like the act he’d been putting on since his injury was fading away, and just as quickly as I saw my Nathan he was gone again.

”Let yourself out.”

That sentence was drawn out with finality that I needed, perhaps we were just the couples that were meant to fall in love but not be together, they world wasn’t ready for Nathan and Paris, or perhaps I wasn’t.