why not one more night? (&Micah)

[ANNABEL DANIELLE REICH]

Surprisingly, after the chat-room blow up, Micah wanted to come over. Needless to say, Anna was shocked. She figured he'd never want to talk to her again. But, thankfully, he..actually wanted to come over. For whatever reason. She just hoped this was going to end well, and not...badly. Relationships may not be his thing, but Anna really wanted to prove that they were good for him, for...them.

Closing down her laptop, she got up and walked into her bedroom, pulling a hoodie on over her tank top, she plopped back down on the couch, starting to feel anxious about him coming over. Anna didn't want to admit it; but she was terrified of talking to him. She really had no idea flirting was going to be such a big deal. The fact everyone (on the chat room, of course) was so rude about it, made it ten times worse.

Biting her lip, she got up and made herself hot chocolate, just trying to calm down. Taking a sip, she glance towards the door. Hoping she could at least apologize....and explain how much she really did like him. He was important to her, and she really didn't want to lose him. Especially to some of the girls at Winchester. Some...that would stay unnamed.

"What am I gonna do with myself?" She muttered under her breath, taking another drink of her hot chocolate. "What am I gonna do..."

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[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Micah wasn’t really sure what made him want to go over to Anna’s dorm. He was just sitting at the laptop, and his fingers took control and typed for him. Maybe he hadn’t realized that he missed her so much, or he tried to not miss her at least. To him it made sense to be so angry at her for doing this to him. For starters, she was flirting with another dude, yeah that was how it started with his ex. First it starts out as flirting, and then when someone flirts back with you, you like that feeling and then it gets more and more serious. No, Micah certainly wasn’t going through that again. No way. Then she started talking about how she didn’t care if Micah would get mad. Seriously? This was more to add to the disaster he’d been given since he got to Vegas, and so far, he hated Vegas. With a firey passion, but loved some people to much to leave.

Shutting the laptop, he got up and grabbed his keys then headed out the door and locked it behind him. On the way there, he wondered why he was doing this and then he would question if he should make a U turn and go back home, but his foot never let off the gas even the slightest. I guess my body is going against my brain tonight.. He thought before pulling into the university and parking outside the dorms.

Micah rubbed his forehead as he walked to the dorm, a sign of nervousness or sometimes awkwardness. Then he stopped and knocked on the door.

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Anna set her mug of hot chocolate down and took a deep breath, staring at the door. Oh, this was going to end so badly. Standing up, she walked over and opened the door. The sight of Micah was actually....nice and comforting. Sighing, she smiled sheepishly at him. She did care what he thought, but honestly, just because she flirted with someone else, didn't mean she was going to take it further.

"Hi, Micah." Anna managed out, "Did you uhm, ... leave something else, or...did..you wanna talk?"?


ooc; wow, sorry. |:

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[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Laying his eyes on Anna was something that wasn’t expected, like a hit in the gut that made his heart flutter. Honestly, he liked it at first, then when he realized what was happening he hated the feeling. He stood there in shock for a moment struggling for words, maybe because his whole mind just went to him wanting to kiss her, but he really need this talk, otherwise he’d always have a problem with Anna. A kiss could not make this up. Finding no words, his eyes went down to the ground and he ran his tongue over his lips briefly before allowing himself in and shutting the door. Let’s get this over with.

Micah stuffed his hands into his pockets before looking back up to Anna and cleared his throat. “No. I didn’t leave anything.” He said in a normal tone. “But I do need to talk to you, about what happened on the chat.” Pulling his hands from his pockets he ran a hand full of fingers through his hair as he stared off trying to gather somewhere to start this conversation. “Look, I don’t know if you care about me or not, but I need to know right now..At this second, no bullshit. Okay?”

[ANNABEL DANIELLE REICH]

Stepping back to let him in, she walked over and sat on the couch, picking up her mug again and taking a drink. Well, if he didn't leave anything...that just leaves talking. Ugh. Taking a deep sigh, Anna nodded. "Okay..." She said, watching him. Was he going to blow up or something?

"I do care about you, Micah." Anna replied. "I'm not bullshitting you at all. I'm sorry, I messed up. I guess...maybe, I...was just hoping you trusted me enough to know flirting is all I'm going to do....you are......were...my boyfriend. I'm not a whore." Anna said, looking down to her hot chocolate as she felt tears well up in her eyes. Ugh, no crying. No.

"I am sorry, though," Anna said, looking to Micah again. "I care about you....a lot."

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[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Micah stood there watching Anna?s movements. He really wasn?t sure if he wanted an answer, but he really needed one. Better to be heartbroken and move on faster than to be na?ve and hold onto something that will never happen. Never did he move a muscle, and even barely took a breath while he waited. It was kind of the exact same words his ex would say over and over to him though. He sighed and shook his head before replying slowly. ?If you cared about me, you wouldn?t be thinking of other guys. Especially after I JUST gave you and I a chance, Anna.?

Closing his eyes he tried to gather his thoughts. Really he did not want to mess up at this relationship thing. He put his fingertips to his forehead before walking over and sitting beside her his head in his hands. Really, he heated doing this.

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"I know, I know." She mumbled, making a face. "If it'll make you feel better, I'm really not going to cheat. I'm sure you've heard that before, but, really, I'm not. I look but I don't touch." She explained, looking over as he sat down. "I really wasn't throwing thongs at him, either...I can promise you that. I've been single for so long, I guess I forgot what it was like, and how to act, in a relationship."

Seeing how upset he was over all of this really upset her. If it was that big of a deal, she wouldn't flirt with anyone. Biting her lip for a moment, she reached over and rubbed his back, "I'm sorry. I really am, I guess I should've thought about what I was doing before I did it...I understand if you don't want to be in a relationship. I really do, but....if you want to be, you...gotta give me some kind of boundaries, or something....so I at least know...."

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[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Micah sat there listening to the same words. It was really confusing who you could trust these days. Anyone could be your best friend and stab you in the back. Either literally or emotionally. Why couldn’t more people be like Micah? Just try and be friends and try to be truthful? It was so evil how people tried to ruin other peoples lives, kill people, break hearts on purpose, and lie. It was all just very very cruel. Sometimes he’d wish he had enough evil in him to hit them all the way back into innocence. If only that was possible. For example, Simon Chapman never learns his lesson. Micah could even bet if someone put him in a coma, he’d come back and still be a d*ck. He knew at least one person who’d love to put Simon in a coma. Blaine Carter.

Micah drew a breath before pulling his hands from his face and leaning back into the couch trying to gather what he could say now. What would make her realize to not bullshit with him. Turning to her he looked her dead in the eyes. “I wanna be with you. That means we are together, if you still want it.” Lifting his hand he rubbed the back of his neck before dropping it back down to his side. “But..If I EVER, catch you cheating? I won’t even come back to get my stuff.” This was probably the most uptight and serious Anna had ever saw him. Just the look on his face gave that away.

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"I do, but if you can't trust me not to cheat on you, then you know this isn't going to work. I know your last girlfriend was bad, but you gotta trust me. Honestly, I'm not going to cheat on you. I don't know what you want me to do to make you trust me that I won't cheat on you." Anna said, realizing she couldn't say much else. Repetitive as it was, that was all she could say.

"Micah, honestly, you aren't going to catch me cheating, seeing as I won't cheat on you. But you need to answer me. What do you expect out of me, Micah? I need to know." She told him, finishing off her hot chocolate before getting up off the couch and going to the kitchen, grabbing two beers, walking back and sitting back down, handing him one.

Anna definitely realized he was serious, but she was too. There were always expectations in relationships, and if Anna didn't know what Micah wanted, she couldn't really do a whole lot.

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[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Micah sat there wishing he could get his hands on some alcohol right now, this whole conversation was ticking on his nerves. He was almost positive things were about to get really ugly by the look of his thoughts on all of this. Micah took the beer as Anna handed over and pulled off the top before tilting it back at his lips letting a good bit of it be gone. If only she knew that he really didn’t need a drink. Holding the bottle between his hands he leaned back up to put his elbows on his knees then stared at the ground thinking of what he should say.

“You’re right. Flirting isn’t such a bad thing, I just have to trust you, right? I can do that. But in return, I get to flirt. I don’t think you handle that to well, personally. I mean, me trying to help Lacey out that one time got your panties in a bunch, did it not?” Stopping there he let that sink in then he shrugged and continued “Lacey actually was the one hoping we got back together. Or it came off as that on the chat, BUT the thing is, though Anna. I never have thought about another girl or guy getting in my pants while I was with you just these few days. Have you?” Micah looked over at her now, his face full of curiosity. Wanting someone in your pants could lead to action, no one could bullshit his thought on that.

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"That's fine, Micah. But I know what you and Lacey have done. I don't trust her. Maybe it's because I don't like her, but...you can flirt with whoever you like. I don't care, I just...didn't appreciate her being picked over me, I know she's a friend, but....still.." Anna shrugged, taking a drink of her beer. "I guess I understand, but it did hurt..You know she only has ulterior motives, whether she wanted us back together or not. I doubt she did. She wants you to herself." At least...that was what Anna sure though. It seemed like it, from what she had saw.

"I haven't, really...I think Elliot is hot, but...that doesn't mean I actually want in his pants." She said, laughing softly. Not a good time to laugh, but it was funny to her. "I mean, I truly don't want in anyone else's pants, but my boyfriend's. Whether that be you, or otherwise. Just think about it though Micah. I'm trying my best to see it from your side, but...look at it from mine, think about how I see you and Lacey?" Falling silent, she shook her head.

"I'm not one to judge, but the fact you slept with her, kinda just makes me weary. But, I guess if you promise not to sleep with her, God forbid...I won't care. Okay? I'm sorry for upsetting you, Micah. I really am. I truly did not think it would make this big of an impact..."


ooc; haha sorry for lazy post..i didn't feel like making it pretty. D=

[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Micah smirked and shook his head before rising to his feet taking another sip of the beer. Standing there for a moment he rubbed his hand over his jaw then pulled out his phone and dialed his brothers number. “Hey. You back from New York?” Micah took yet another sip before switching his weight to the other foot. “Alright. I’m coming over.” He pressed on the screen to end the call before sliding his phone into his pocket and walking to the fridge to grab another beer for the trip. Coming back, he leaned down and kissed Anna’s cheek. “Glad we could have this talk. I guess I’ll talk to you later?” He rose his eyebrows slightly as if it was a question before pulling away and heading for the door. Alcohol did not make him such a pretty person that was for sure.

[ANNABEL DANIELLE REICH]

Watching Micah silently, she raised an eyebrow. What was going on? She didn't really expect him to stay around, but...nothing had actually been done...or taken care of. This couldn't be good. "....what? I....what's going on?" She asked in confusion, watching as he headed for the door. "Micah, wait...what's going on?!" She asked, standing up and grabbing his hand. It was probably a really bad idea, but...he couldn't just leave without saying 'they' were over or not (still). To her, it seemed like he didn't care, and leaving to see (his brother?) was a way of avoiding the situation.

Fine, but it wasn't fair to her for him to just up and leave without conformation of what was going on. "...Micah...?"

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[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

The emotion ran through him like a raging battle between sadness and anger. He was angry at himself because he actually let this happen, honestly, he believed it was all his fault. Sadness because his nerves were so bad these days, worse than back in San Jose. It was probably because he carried a bunch of bad memories over to Vegas and now he was making bad decisions left to right. He kind of just wanted to sit down and cry, like a little coward, but that made him more angry. He didn't want to cry like a baby, and the alcohol certainly wasn't helping out balancing his emotions.

Micah was going to let her get away with it, let her keep him and go around doing what he didn't want her doing. He figured he could get over it, and get use to it, but she had to stop him by grabbing his hand and asking what was going on. This was his chance to not deal with this. His heart ached as he looked down at Anna. Micah really thought it would work with him and her, he felt it. At least before and a little bit after they had gotten together. This girl, he really cared about. But sometimes love lasts and sometimes it just hurts instead.

Shaking his head he pulled his hand from hers. "That's not who I am. I can't be okay with someone who would give themselves fully to me. You say I have to trust, and I do. But you have to trust me and Lacey, and you don't. But someone who can't give themselves to me in a relationship, I feel like I'm not good enough. Because honestly? I don't want to flirt with other people. Why? Because you're the one on my mind, so this is where we are to different." He couldn't believe he just said that, but it was how it was. That was what he believed how it should be in relationships, and she believed you should go around flirting with people. Micah rubbed his forehead before mumbling "I'm sorry." then turned and walked out the door. I really wanted that to work..

Notes: It's how he would react :/ I sorry. </3

[ANNABEL DANIELLE REICH]

Listening to what he said took her breath away. It was totally true. He was right. Anna closed her eyes, trying to keep tears away as she let go of his hand. He was sorry? Why was he? She was the one who was supposed to be sorry. Reaching up to wipe away a few tears, she bit at her lip. Staring down at the floor as he walked out. Wow..She wanted to go after him so badly, but...it just wasn't the right time to do so. "I'm sorry," She whispered, moving back and sitting down on the couch, still in shock of what just happened.

That certainly sucked. She just wishes she could go back and fix what had happened. Stupid Ryan. It was his fault. Okay, not really. But she was going to blame it on him....just not in public. With a sigh, she let her head drop to her hands, and cried. She did like him, she cared about him ,but then she had to go and mess it up. This...sucked.



ooc; lol, don't feel bad. crap happens, yo....though i do hope they can stay friends..