The City of Astan [2]

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Bella

I bring a hand to get lost in his hair and let him kiss my neck.
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Ace

I move my other arm around her waist and kiss her jaw before getting back to her lips.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
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Bella

I lean up and say midkiss, "Can I tell you something?"
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Ace

I grunt and keep my eyes closed, "Maybe."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Bella

I kiss him as deep as I can and go on my knees, shaking my head, "Nevermind."
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Ace

"I hate it when people do that," I whisper, kissing her back the same way. "Tell me."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
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Bella

I set both my hands on either side of his face and whisper, "I love you," I tell him, "I always have."
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Ace

I open my eyes and study her, slowing the kiss, "I'm not sure I believe you."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Bella

I keep my eyes closed and move on his lap, "I-I love you."
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Ace

I study her, stopping the kiss completely with a hand on the side of her face, "You said you'd rather die than be in the same room as me."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Bella

"Without doing this," I reply, opening my eyes, "Without being the one you love. I can't be in the same room as you knowing you don't love me back."
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Ace

I look her in the eyes and wonder how I'm supposed to react to that.

"I care for you," I whisper, settling on that. "Is that love?"
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Bella

I hesitate, "W-What kind of care?"
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Ace

I study her, "You're not just here because I need a favor, or because I'm finding your sister. I don't want you anywhere else."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Bella

"And I don't want to be anywhere else but with you," I tell him, kissing him again.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!



The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening