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Post by Phoenix Sisters on Dec 16, 2008 10:24:41 GMT -6
The door opens and Angel Phoenix walks in first, she holds open the door as her sister Rebecca follows her inside. They finally seem to be at peace with one another and they actually make conversation walking down the hallway.
-Rebecca Phoenix- You never gave me the details of your honeymoon. Did you know who try to ruin things?
-Angel Phoenix- You mean Josie? No, surprisingly she was no where to be found, it was actually nice. You know you should have been there, the wedding was beautiful, Faith wore a sexy little white dress, I wore a sexy little black dress, everything was perfect. I mean can you believe that I, the woman who swore I'd NEVER fall in love got married before any of her sisters? But i think we all know who will be married next. Right Bex?
-Rebecca Phoenix- I've been gone so long that I'm pretty sure that J.T doesnt even remember me. You know how is memory is right now. It's a shame though, but I guess it's not my fault we had to leave to take care or Roxxi, she has always been weak, but like I said it's not our fault.
-Angel Phoenix- You know I have to say I'm proud of you! I think you have a good thing with J.T and if you are patient and wait it out till the whole memory thing clears up then you may have a relationship for life.
-Rebecca Phoenix- I agree...
As Rebecca and Angel continue to walk down the hall they are stopped by......Both the girls look at them and frown not expecting to be bothered as soon as they returned.
TBC by Anyone...I may be online tonight
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Post by J.T. Morgan on Dec 24, 2008 6:54:56 GMT -6
Having not been paying attention to where he was going his eyes downcasted to his cell phone the only thing that is his link to his past so far, J.T. stumbles back a bit after running into the two sisters. Raising his head, he starts to apologize until his crystal blue gaze locks with Rebecca's.
Man I am sorry....Rebecca?
His eyes twinkle, somewhat from the sight of her standing before him, somewhat from the tears welling up inside, having missed her so much.
Is...is it really you?
Stepping a few feet closer to her, not even acknowledging that there was someone else there, Angel, he starts to reach out to touch her face, to confirm if he was imaginging things or not. His fingers about two or three inches away from her skin, he stops.....not wanting to find out this is all a dream...and he was going to wake up in his hotel room, once more alone.
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