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Complicated Love....Part 11
Dedicated to Shanice, Emy and Vicky. Thankyou for liking my story! Ps. I'm sorry if you don't like this part! It's extremely late here (4:32 am!!) and my brain isn't working great lol :) Three months had gone by and Bruce had kept me somewhat happy. Not like Michael had, but a tiny bit happy. When it was almost 4 months, Bruce put Hollie to sleep and came out to the loungeroom, where I was watching an episode of Full House (I love that show in real life btw). Bruce sat on the couch next to me and put a casual arm around me. But it felt too intimate. I sighed a breath of relief as the brothers walked in. Here is bruce by the way: http://www.globalenvision.org/files/3265567546_2e1852f698.jpg Randy: Can we switch the channel to the Soccer? Jermaine: (Pushes him) Damn Randy. Don't be so rude. They sit down and we're all talking and laughing. But secretly, i'm uncomfortable. I look at Jermaine and give him a small, pleading look. Okay, Jermaine probably wasn't the smartest person to do that to. Jermaine: Angelina is so ticklish. Bruce. Did you know that? Dammit Jermaine. Me: No I am not! Seriously, i'm not- I felt his hands start tickling my body and I started laughing hysterically in response. "Stop! (Laughing) Pllleeeassse! It's nnnooott funny!! (Laughs)" I was twitching and my feet were kicking the air. But, SMASH! My foot made contact with his face. Bruce: F***!! Me: (Shocked) I am so sorry Bruce! Bruce: It's.... okay. He stands up and runs to the bathroom to clean the blood. I was so embarassed. The boys were pissing themselves laughing. I stood up and glared at them. At least it wasn't broken. After 15 minutes, Bruce walks past the loungeroom door. I stand up and follow him. It was hard not to laugh with the two pieces of toilet paper coming out from his nose. Me: Where you going? I made you a coffee. Bruce: I... have to leave. Have a good night. (Kisses my cheek) I frown and go to bed. At midnight a piercing ringing sound wakes me up, abruptly. Me: (Groggy and half asleep) Mmmmhmm? Michael: Helllllloooo! Me: (Wakes up instantly) Michael, haven't spoken to you all week. How's Germany? (<<<<
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