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Post by The Phantom Lady on Nov 6, 2011 17:43:47 GMT -5
Well, Well...
I wanted to write about a gentle, loving and caring Jackson... but I must admit that thought very much changed after an argument I had with my mother and I had some anger to write out...
Synopsis
Jackson's girlfriend wakes up one sunny morning realizing she is far from sure about her feelings for her boyfriend and when she makes the mistake of saying no to a quickie with him she meets his business side...
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Post by Zombiekitten on Nov 6, 2011 18:32:28 GMT -5
Link me!! I would love to read this!  What a coincidence, btw... I'm trying myself on a Rippner fic too...  |
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Post by The Phantom Lady on Nov 6, 2011 18:47:50 GMT -5
Oooh I can't wait to read your Rippner fic! I loved your Dillinger fic so much!
I've just sent you the link btw
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Post by mozartiswatching on Nov 7, 2011 6:08:42 GMT -5
Another great great great story! I just love your writing style, BloodyRose!
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Post by The Phantom Lady on Nov 7, 2011 7:07:44 GMT -5
Another great great great story! I just love your writing style, BloodyRose! I'm afraid you mistook Megan's link for mine, I will send you the actual link in a minute |
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Post by bluestar on Nov 7, 2011 7:08:49 GMT -5
Ooh link me !  |
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Post by Zombiekitten on Nov 10, 2011 14:38:23 GMT -5
Thanks for the link!!  Now that was a naughty Rippner ! That's not the way to treat a girl.  I have to say the realism in this story is so intense it nearly hurts ! You really wrote that scene of an ending relationship, a dying love, so moving and heart breaking. I can understand VERY WELL that she's more than aware of her feelings run dry for him after THAT. I really love how real your stories feel ! |
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Post by bluestar on Nov 12, 2011 12:06:20 GMT -5
Really well written The Bloody Rose! espescially how the relationship deteriorated. |
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Post by The Phantom Lady on Nov 14, 2011 6:57:03 GMT -5
WOW! I'm so touched by your words, Especially how you noticed the relationship thing, that was really what I wanted this to be about!
Thank you so much girls!
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Post by Pisces on Nov 15, 2011 10:27:16 GMT -5
Awww.... two ships passing in the night... Interesting to read a Jackson fic in which the pairing is two people who aren't right/ready for each other. Jackson clearly senses that this is a damaged girl, yet he can't reach her, and can't hold himself back, either - and she's not yet ready for a heavy-duty relationship or even a fling with someone as intense as Jackson is. I felt sorry for both of them in the end! Well done, BR!!! Bittersweet and fractured players - but with elements of tenderness and sensuality. Keep writing!!!!  |
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Post by Miss Annika Crane on Nov 20, 2011 20:23:19 GMT -5
Link me please!
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Post by bunnie24 on Nov 22, 2011 14:52:29 GMT -5
I want to read it...*pouts*
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Post by The Phantom Lady on Nov 24, 2011 9:30:15 GMT -5
Oh my! Thank you for those amazingly kind words you guys!
So I'm probably killing it, but I couldn't let go of the story and wanted to write a second part...
So without further ado:
Part 2!
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Her eyes welled up in tears a while after he left her there; she had been frozen stiff but now her tears took over. With trembling fingers she tried to dry her tears but it was useless, more tears kept falling…
When she finally got herself together she went to grab herself some clothes and went to take a shower and got dressed. Brushing her wet hair she realized one thing… she didn’t want to be home when he got back from his job!
Grabbing her purse and stuffing it full of her clothes; her fingers tangling into the dress he had bought for her not long ago. As she fondly touched the smooth fabric she considered leaving it hanging in the closet but she grabbed it anyway and in her bag it went… when her bag couldn’t hold one more item she dug into it and pulled out her wallet to check how much money she had left and cringed when a picture of Jackson and herself smiled up at her. She bit into her lip and counted the bills and coins and off she went…
As she sat there waiting for the bus to take her away she started smiling to herself. Where was she planning on going? By now the only place she could go was Lizzie’s place and Lizzie was with her boyfriend and his son. She knew the money in her wallet wouldn’t pay for more than a night at a hotel… too long had she been depending on Jackson’s money.
She went back to his apartment, saying the word ‘his’ in her head… the apartment that had been referred to as ‘theirs’ for too long now.
She found his spare wallet and biting hard into her lip she took out a few notes and stuck them in her own wallet. Stealing wasn’t at all something she enjoyed; the first time a man had bought her best friend and her a drink she had even felt guilty knowing she couldn’t pay that man back whoever he was but being in this bedroom she felt an immense pressure on her lungs and had to get out just to catch her breath.
Sitting on the bed at the hotel she could breathe, the air got into her lungs and she felt them fill up with air. She could finally think straight and that was how she spent a sleepless night; going over her relationship with Jackson Rippner.
“Here you go” had he said that night she sat at the bar alone and miserable considering if she had anything to live for and why no one had loved her yet. She had jumped and looked frightened up at the handsome man in a neat suit, perfect hair and blue eyes that seemed to lighten up the room. She store at the drink he had placed in front of her. How did he know that was her favorite drink?
“I didn’t order anything” she had told him flustered and he had smiled at her and without another word he sat down in front of her and looked into her eyes; she felt uneasy and had wondered if he was some creep who would rape her in the alley later…
“Oh I just thought you looked like you could do with a drink; here after a long day at the office?” he asked and she bit into her lip “No there’s sadness behind those eyes… were you supposed to meet someone here?” he asked and she shook her head
“No I’m here alone” she said and bit into her tongue… if he really was some rapist scum she had just made a crucial mistake.
“Oh I think you were supposed to meet someone” he said taking a sip off of his own drink
“And what makes you say that?” she asked and lifted up the glass to see if there was anything that could suggest it had been spiked
“You were supposed to meet me” he said with a coy laugh and a smile spread on her red lips “So who hurt your feelings?” he asked, watching how she indiscreetly checked the glass. “Who made you lose faith in men?” he asked and her hands froze.
“Who are you even?” she asked looking into his amazingly blue eyes
“Jackson” he told her and she nodded “I bet you have a beautiful name like… Elizabeth… hmm no that’s not it, Sienna?” he asked her and she shook her head
“Let me save you some time, its Diana” she told him and he nodded…
Of course the drink wasn’t spiked, of course he didn’t rape her in the alley; instead he took her home to his apartment and offered her another drink and as a true gentleman he talked, and talked with her all night and they got to know each other so well and she had known him for days before he even kissed her… he took it slow with her and that was exactly what she needed him to do at the time…
She jumped when her cell phone went off in the morning and quickly picked it up.
“Diana, what the hell do you do with a 5 year old? I’m alone with him and we’ve been staring at each other for an hour now!” Lizzie said desperately and she had to cover her mouth not to giggle too loudly
“Isn’t there any board games you can play? Have you asked him what he wants to do?” she raked her brain.
“The heck would I do without you girl?” Lizzie laughed.
“You wearing that ‘Help Me I’m Blond’ T-shirt again?” she laughed with Lizzie
“Very funny” Lizzie pretended to be serious but it didn’t work “But I better run now, bet you’re busy with Jackson anyway” Lizzie said
“Yeah, take care and have fun” she said and hung up…
Later that day she got another call on her phone. She picked it up looking out of the window of her hotel room.
“Is this Diana Kitt?” a formal voice asked her
“This is she” she replied clutching the phone “Is there a problem?” she barely dared ask.
“Mr. Rippner has been arrested” the voice said dryly and Diana nearly fainted. With her free hand she grabbed her forehead
“I’m sorry, what?” she asked confused
“I’m afraid I have more bad news, are you sitting down miss?” he asked
“What is it?” she asked leaning on the window frame
“He’s been taken to hospital and we really need you to come over to sign some papers and give a statement” he told her. Diana’s world that had already been rocked fell apart…
“What hospital, where is he?” she begged the voice for information and she had barely gotten it before she ran out as fast as she could…
Her eyes were wet when she finally made it to the hospital and found a nurse
“I need to see Jackson Rippner, please” she begged the woman
“Diana Kitt?” she asked and Diana nodded “The police needs to talk to you” she was told and soon two men in suits walked up to her.
“Is he all right?” she cried and they nodded
“We need to interview you before you can see him” one of them said and she recognized his voice from the phone.
The interview went on for ages and all she could tell them was that she had no idea what his job actually persisted of, that she only knew it required late hours and some traveling… she could testify he was a lovely and caring boyfriend and that the man they tried to paint for her wasn’t her Jackson at all!
When they told her he had held a woman hostage and been deeply involved in a bombing of a hotel she was shaking her head
“That’s a lie!” she told them offended although her mind was running in circles around his cold behavior the last time she had been in the same room with him.
In the end they had to realize they wouldn’t get anywhere with her and reluctantly let her see the love of her life. They followed her into the ward but couldn’t stop her running to his side hugging him tight. He was a sight for sore eyes with his chest wrapped in bandages and his throat bandaged too.
“The doctor says he isn’t allowed to talk” she was told and she looked into his eyes that grew wet.
“Am I squeezing you too tight, does it hurt?” she asked letting go of him. He shook his head very slowly and grabbed hold of her hand.
“Mr. Rippner has a gunshot to the chest, it missed his lungs and heart and he has been stabbed in his throat, further more he has a few bruises but he should recover in no time; he has been instructed not to use his vocal chords until we can be sure there is no damage” a Doctor informed her and she nodded; never letting go of Jackson’s hand.
“Can I have a moment with him?” she asked looking desperately at the two officers and the doctor. The Doctor left after checking a few things and one of the officers heaved a sigh.
“We’ll be right outside, you have 5 minutes” he said and they left.
Despite the sounds of the machines he was hooked up to that were supposed to make sure he stayed stable the room felt awfully silent as she looked into his blue eyes.
“Jackson” she said and a teardrop left her eye. His face was filled with worry and regret as he pressed her hand “I don’t know if any of this is true, I don’t know if I care” her voice was strained and yet another teardrop fell. “I was leaving, I was in a hotel when I got the call” she told him and his grip in her hand loosened and the word ‘why’ was painted on his silent face. “I didn’t think I wanted to see you, but when I got that call it made me realize I can’t… I can’t live without you” she said and had to dry her eyes. His eyes closed and a tear left his eye. “I’m never leaving you” she said and started sobbing.
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Post by Zombiekitten on Nov 24, 2011 14:02:53 GMT -5
OH squeeee ! I didn't expect a second part !  Thanks for sharing! I have to say I love the thought of Jackson being a smooth gentlemen.... I like that line: "You were supposed to meet me!" So bold ! LOL And the fact that he guesses her favourite drink made me smile... In general I really liked how you embed Diana's story into the events of the movie! But what a heartbreaking end... Will there be a third part as well? |
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Thanks for sharing!