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@kylie-whittaker
I don't know What's what or who's who anymore. Maybe its just I don't care.
“Well in all defense, no one really asked you for your opinion, but you gave it anyways. I was just trying to spark a mutual conversation.”
“But you want to talk to yourself, go for it.”
I don't know What's what or who's who anymore. Maybe its just I don't care.
“I understand the feeling...”
“I grew up watching ‘Dawson’s Creek,’ and I started watching 'The Vampire Diaries’ when I was auditioning because I wanted to get a feel of it… then I totally got hooked!”
Giving in || Kylie and Tye
"You were a good person Kylie, Dark Magic influences who you are. Twists you into something you’re not." he said, assuring her. He nodded. "I’ll wait till you get your memories back, but I’ll take what you said, I understand." he said smiling, leaning in and kissing her cheek. "I do." he said, shaking his head. "He was, although I messed that up too. I left him as a child." he admitted. He sighed, trying not to get upset about what he’s done. He wiped her face, and then wrapped his arms around her, the picture similiar. "Yes, it was…but….maybe now we can get new picture’s since my apartment is kind of empty." he laughed, pulling back, smiling down at her. He moved down, slowly and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, before pulling back, licking his lips. "Sorry." he apologized slightly, realizing he got a bit ahead of himself.
"I tried to be." She said as she looked down at the ground for a moment, she felt sixteen, or like one of those girls that felt socially awkward around someone they liked this was her, but she wasn't sixteen and she had known and loved this man for more then ten years. "Maybe we can make new ones?" She suggested, with a soft smile, knowing it was easier then waiting because well, what if this was it, this was all she could get back. "He still loves you doesn't he? You're here for him now. Better late then never." She touched his arm as she sat the photo down, looking around the apartment, "We could.." She looked back at him, his hands loosening around her before his lips met hers in a brief kiss. She paused, turning fully around to him, shaking her head, "No, don't be sorry." She reached up on her toes, her hand hooked behind his neck as she brought her lips to him, it being more direct then his, nothing apologetic behind it.
Giving in || Kylie and Tye
Tye sighed, nodding. “I know you were, but when you tapped into that part of yourself, the magic consumed, and you rejected what you had done.” he said, leaving her memories to restore that part where she killed her father, and soon she rejected it. “Well even though after what I said.” he paused wiping his eyes. “I do love you very much, and I’m willing to try this again.” he said sighing. “It’s not that bad, but will do.” he said, shaking his head chuckling softly, looking down at her. Surprised at her forgiveness, but she made sense in what she was saying. “Maybe it’s supposed to make us better people, I hope.” the warlock said, smiling slightly, but he frowned. “Normal didn’t help. I thought I cared but the woman herself, Tyler’s mom…she was to into normal, and I was wrong…I mean I love Tyler…just her, I don’t care for anymore. ” he admitted, he was wrong about seeking normal. The only good thing was Tyler. That was about it. “Well…as I said, if you’re willing to try we can give this a go again.” he said, seeing her pick up a picture of him and her. He walked over. And reached his hand, wiping her tears. “I kept that.” he said, smiling, wrapping his arms around her. Unsure if it was okay, but did so anyway.
"Dark magic, normal magic, I wasn't a good person.." She stated once more and sighed, knowing there was a part he was purposely leaving out, but she didn't ask about it because if her was leaving it out it must either be important, or it was too hard to say. She nodded and sighed, "I love you, that I know, I just...It's hard to admit without much memory to back it up.." She smiled and nodded, "I'm willing too as well." She agreed before laughing, "Not too much, just shave a little." She teased, and it felt so easy, this all felt normal and it was times and conversations like this that allowed her memories to flow back. She'd gotten more of her memories now then she had in the month or two she'd been back. "Maybe." She did think about all this, the second chance, the loss of memory, maybe it was the spirits or whoever, trying to grant her a second chance and to make her a better person. "Tyler was the only good thing that came out of the marriage." part of her still felt envious on the woman, "I am willing..." She handled the frame gently in her hands, fingers going over the glass as she tears up, them falling down her cheeks. She allowed him to wipe her face, her body pressing automatically back into his, "I remember taking this." she tapped the glass, the picture mimicking they same position they were in, she reached her hand back, fingers going against his neck and going through the hair at the back of his neck, still looking over the photo. "This was before you left..."
Giving in || Kylie and Tye
Tye looked down for a few seconds thinking what to say. He looked over at her seeing her taking a seat next to him. “I was trying, but it seems the spirits aren’t allowing me to do so.” he said, knowing that it sounded bad. “You have been getting pieces back?” he said surprised but glad she was sort of. “You weren’t completely at fault, you were corrupted by Dark Magic, I know, because my family has it as well. Although we’re able suppress it and use it without being totally changed by it but we can still slip.” he said, knowing that it could’ve been him on the other end of the knife had things gone differently. “Were, or are…I still love you. You lost your memories when you were revived. The witches on the other side, who watch over it probably decided to do it, and swiped your memories as exchange.” he said, knowing how much he hated that the world was balanced to an extent by witches. He looked over at her, so upset, although the thing he was expecting her to say, was not it. It was the memory when he stepped out of her life for a long period of time. “Because I was an awful man, I had met you when I was at my lowest point, we met while I was in a bar. This had been when me and my brother had part ways for what I had done. I turned someone into a hybrid, and he went blood thirsty and killed his own family, and in return figured because I failed him, he swore revenge on my family. But me and my brother managed, to get away from him. I had told you all of this, and we began to see each other, and got serious…” he said, remembering it, the good times he had. “I left because…I wanted a normal life. I realized Magic was got me in trouble, and knew that staying with you and being happy was just going to lead to losing you. The man that was after me would’ve killed you to make me suffer, but you said you understood..but I guess I was a stupid man to actually believe that.” he said, hurt. “I moved on, and then while studying at college, figuring that because I had lost that opportunity due to being on the run, I met another woman, and although she didn’t compare to you. I enjoyed that she also came from the same background, and well…we eventually settled and had a child but like I said, happiness wasn’t something my life that I could have. Although me and my ex wife.” he paused, considering that’s the case he had no feelings towards the woman. “Weren’t exactly on good terms. I was happy to have a son, and like that it didn’t take long to see the man was still after me and if I didn’t act he’d come after them. And I left him..” he said, unsure of how far he should go with this. He stood, up unable to look at Kylie, because he felt bad for all of it. “I came back to you afterwards for help, but I ended up leaving again, and went into hiding. Practicing my skills, and developing further…and we crossed paths again…of course. And that’s how it began. You felt Tyler was in the way, and me always going to help him. Triggered your dark magic to corrupt you further, until that moment I killed you…” he teared slightly remembering the night vividly. “I’m sorry Kylie….I just…I’ve never been great to you, for someone who I love a lot. I’ve done nothing but put you in the back of my priorities.” he said wiping his eyes that were slightly watery, his back turned as he couldn’t deal with the guilt he had, and couldn’t bare to see what her face looked like.
"I am getting pieces back, not quick enough for my liking, but enough to understand certain thing." She dropped her eyes as he spoke closing them for a brief moment as she opened them with an exhale, "Dark magic, you know I've feared dark magic for a long time." She commented as she looked up at him with sympathy in her eyes, "There are feelings for you Tye, I know I love you, but I don't know how much.." She swallowed, it not making sense mainly because she didn't understand it herself. She listened to his story, and the loss and the pain turned in her stomach, emotions that grew on their own but they felt like they belonged there, it hurt to hear back how he'd pushed her to the side, how selfish it was, but part of her understood, had accepted it. She nodded, fighting her own tears as she stayed seated on the couch for a few more moments, before finally standing and walked over to him, her hand going over his shoulder and turning him, fingers running against the facial hair slowly, making him look at her, "I don't think we've been goo to each other." She looked over his face through watery eyes, fingers caressing his jaw, "You still should shave." She laughed, remembering one conversation about it and sighed, "You left to be happy, and its not something I would want to stand in front of. So I did understand." It was coming back to her, further memories coming through like a puzzle being solved, "Maybe this was supposed to help us...become better people, and better to each other? You know...A new start for me, and maybe us? Maybe it's punishment, having to relive everything all over again.." She lowered her face, her hand going against his chest, "I always wanted kids...with you...I'm glad I didn't, I'm glad they didn't have to go through me being like that..." It hurt knowing he had taken some other woman's hand in marriage, had a family with her, jealousy and sadness filling her, "You deserved someone normal, to be normal." She pulled her hand away from him and sighed. Her eyes going over the decor in the home, one picture catching her eye; Kylie stepped around Tye ad moved to it, her fingers gathering the wood in her hands, it was a picture of them, and she couldn't stop the tear falling down her face.
Giving in || Kylie and Tye
Tye looked down at her, she was nervous he could gather from her face, but he just didn’t comment on it, pulling her inside and grabbing her a towel so she could dry up. “I see.” he said, the rain was pouring hard down, he could hear it outside. “I figure you’d want to know, but I also think you don’t want to know.” he said, being honest. He didn’t want her to feel guilty again, or feel hatred at him for what he did. The warlock thought it over for a second, realizing that was selfish. “It’s familiar, for a reason.” he said, walking over to the couch, and sitting down. “Have a seat, you’ll probably need it.” he said, waiting for her to join him, his hand running over his face, scratching his scruff. “I’ve actually tried to restore your memories but…any spell I’ve tried hasn’t worked.” he said, looking over at her. “What did you want to know exactly. I can answer any questions you have..” he said, smiling softly…allowing her to ask whatever she wanted.
She looked over his face, and she had an urge to raise her hand, to allow her fingers to touch the soft facial hair that sat against his jaw, and that urge, it was so tempting, and so ritualistic feeling, like she'd done it multiple times before, he was familiar, and she hated not know why she couldn't remember him. "I've done horrible things, I know that. Your son...I'm nt angry about you killing me...I understand." She took a seat and sighed, "I've been here before, I get glimpses of things from time to time." She pushed her hair behind her ears, "You are trying to restore them?" She asked, bringing her brows together, "You said we are in love..." She shook her head and sighed, "Were in love...why can't I remember you?" She groaned and burried her face in her hands, "I just want to remember, I don't like this, I want to remember you Tye I want to remember us, I want to remember my part, I want to know then just my name, I hate following instincts places or hoping I don't make a full of myself when someone says hi to me." She dropped her hands out, taking a deep breath, she was working herself up. She opened her eyes and looked at the man, flicker of memories, their memories, "I want to remember why you left...why I can remember seeing your back walking out a door and feeling lost."
Giving in || Kylie and Tye
Tye had sat on the couch, with a beer in hand. He had ordered some Pizza, given it was raining, and he didn’t feel like grocery shopping. It was odd rain, but it was good since they had been in a drought. It had been a week since he ran into Kylie, although she had no memory of him or anything. She had been more suspicious of him which was in her right, he did admit he killed her. Which he wasn’t the best with words so he just decided to let her run, and leave her be. He tried doing a spell, but she was alive and her magic was just as strong just less dark so it couldn’t revive her memories. But it could also be Nature’s punishment towards her, which he felt was unfair. He soon heard a knock assuming it was the pizza, getting up and moving to the door and opening it. His eyes widening, looking down at the shorter brunette, meeting her Hazel eyes, his mouth agape. “Kylie…Hi…” he said, seeing how she was soaking wet. He grabbed her arm gently, leading her inside. “Come inside you’re soaking wet.” he said, leading her in and closing the door. Moving to his hallway, pulling out a large towel, and coming back and wrapping it around her. “Why were you walking out there like this. You’re asking for a cold.” he said, knowing there kind was still susceptible to common cold. He looked over her, concerned about her.
She pushed the damp hair from her face, looking around nervously, she had thrown him into a wall, she had run from him, and here she was, at his doorstep, "Uh..." She allowed him to pull her inside, swallowing at the warmth of the house took her by surprise. She felt safe here, and it was a odd feeling considering her apartment felt as if she hadn't even lived there. She accepted the towel and shrugged, "I just started walking, and then it started to rain." She used the end of the towel to dry her face before rubbing it against her hair, she was dripping on his floor and she felt bad that she'd ruin his floor, "I need to talk to you, I need to know what happened....who you are." she gripped the end of the towel and chewed on her lip, "I feel...being here....its so familiar but it isn't all the same...being with you..." She fought over her words, trying to dry her clothes as a distraction.
Giving in || Kylie and Tye
It was raining, in September, which was odd and a little fitting for the moment. She was walking through town, vaguely familiar, allowing her mind guide her somewhere. She was soaked, hair plastered to her face, her sweater hugged her arms and body, shoes were just mobile puddles at this point, but she didn't care, she needed to get there, she needed to talk to the man that claimed to know her. She stared up at the house, lights on, and an obvious magical presence dwelling within. She slowly walked up to the door, raising her hand and knocking softly, waiting for the door to open. Her eyes were down, the eve of the door blocking her enough to allow her clothes to drip on the dry concrete, the yellow light creeping over the growing puddle as the door pulled open, her eyes rising to meet the man's, hazel doe eyes meeting soft blue ones, "Hi."
I think Americans are probably getting sick of us Australians trying to take their jobs.
This is...this can't be real
You were trying to kill my son. You were out of control, and literally there was no way to remove it except through death. Why would I finish you off, you just came back alive…I -feels himself tossed- Ugh,.
Stay away from me!
This is...this can't be real
We met when I was on the run, and we fell in love overtime. -He grabs her- Kylie, you died because I killed you. But it isn’t what you think. You had Dark magic, it consumed you so much over the years, and you were trying to kill my son. There was no way to undo what had been done and the only peace you’d get in is death.
You said you loved me, you don't love someone and kill them. Dark magic? I would never use dark magic, never. You killed me, You're going to finish me off! -throws him off her with her magic and turns running-
