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Post by April :D on Jul 16, 2008 21:53:03 GMT -5
Maura sighs and shakes her head, just looking at him
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 16, 2008 22:29:25 GMT -5
Jordan stood there looking at her. "Maura...Baby...Bunny." Bunny was Jordan's nickname for her. He hadn't called her it in years not since they were in Morning View. "I'm asking you to please find it in your heart to forgive me." He said and moved closer to her.
ooc:I thought Jordan needed to have a nickname for Maura. lol
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Post by April :D on Jul 16, 2008 22:36:55 GMT -5
Maura sighs when he calls her Bunny. She loved when he said that. "Jord.. I just don't know what to say"
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 16, 2008 22:40:05 GMT -5
"Say you won't let a stupid mistake like this tear us apart. Say you'll give me another chance. I'll do anything, Maura." He whispered into his ear. He was really sorry and hoping that Maura would forgive him. "Please..."
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Post by April :D on Jul 16, 2008 22:42:10 GMT -5
Maura shakes her head and looks down at the floor. "I don't know what to say.. I really don't.."
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 16, 2008 22:47:04 GMT -5
Jordan nodded. He understood. "Then take sometime to think. Take as long as you want..." He sighed a little. He was so upset with himself. "I'll wait."
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Post by April :D on Jul 17, 2008 11:01:06 GMT -5
Maura sat down on her bed and looked at the floor for a little while, then she glanced up at Jordan. "Have you called your publicist?"
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 17, 2008 20:42:18 GMT -5
Jordan shook his head. "No, I need to though. I wanted to talk to you first before I did anything."
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Post by April :D on Jul 17, 2008 21:48:32 GMT -5
Maura sighs and nods "I'll call my publicist too.." She was looking at the floor, trying to figure out how they were going to approach this
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 17, 2008 22:02:26 GMT -5
"It'll be okay, alright? I promise. Our publicist are the best. no one has to know, okay? I mean no one believes the media anyways."
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Post by April :D on Jul 18, 2008 22:40:17 GMT -5
Maura shakes her head "Jordan they have pictures.. how could you have been that dumb?" She stands up "If you're gonna cheat on me, don't make it pubic" She sighs and walks out of the room to call her publicist
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 22, 2008 15:29:58 GMT -5
Jordan just stood there and watched her leave. How could he be so stupid? He slowly sat down on the bed trying to think how he could fix things and what if he can't then what would happen. After sitting for a few minutes he then he got up and went to go talk to Maura, but ran into Amy in the hall who had heard from watching TV and started shouting at Jordan and really letting him have it.
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Post by April :D on Jul 26, 2008 21:39:42 GMT -5
Amy: "How could you do that to my daughter?" She pushes him against the wall "I thought you were a decent human being!"
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 26, 2008 22:05:28 GMT -5
Jordan sighed. "Listen Amy... Mrs. Mahoney I mean no disrespect, but this is between me and Maura."
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Post by April :D on Jul 26, 2008 22:13:50 GMT -5
Amy: "When you come in my house and hurt MY daughter, you make it my business." She glares. "I think you'd better leave."
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 26, 2008 22:14:30 GMT -5
Jordan just stood there and looked at her. "Not until I talk to Maura."
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Post by April :D on Jul 26, 2008 22:16:14 GMT -5
Amy: "I really don't think she wants to talk to you. She is still on the phone with her publicist trying to think of a statement to release to the media."
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 26, 2008 22:18:53 GMT -5
"Then I'll wait. I'm not leaving until I finish talking to her."
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Post by April :D on Jul 26, 2008 22:28:09 GMT -5
Amy: "Well what are you going to say? Just a selfish 'sorry' or are you going to explain to her why you threw away everything you two had worked so hard to build up? Hm?"
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Post by Dream Seller on Jul 26, 2008 22:32:27 GMT -5
"I want to explain things to her if she'll listen to me."
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