I love the way you lie (open)

Hannah18

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Before I start this I want to caution that there are going to be acts of violence in this and I want it to remain that way. The basis of the story would be that you would play my boyfriend.. who is jealous and possessive.. makes me cover up my body if we are out, accuses me of flirting, has anger issues and often takes it out on me even if it is not my fault.. but someone who honestly cares and does love me.

I like long posts, but please don't write my characters actions or words, I hate that! I have tried this a few times but its never worked out, I don't want the main focus to be sex, although it will be in the thread not every post has to be about it!
I can play first or third person.

Name: Hannah
Nickname: Annie
Height: 5”2
Looks: Long dark brown hair and eyes, slim and petite with creamy skin, 32B
Age: Eighteen

She had been with him ever since she was sixteen and while their relationship was far from perfect, it worked and neither of them were willing to leave. Her boyfriend was quite a few years older and anyone who saw them in the street would think they were an odd match, she was tiny, petite and delicate, he was big, strong and tough. Throughout their relationship he had been very aggressive, throwing her around like a ragdoll, and if he was mad then she knew that he had no problems with hurting her. She wasn't as bad but once her temper kicked in she could be bad as well and had hit him back quite a few times but he always won. But he never apologized for his actions, sure he would be sweet and caring and tend to her.. but if anything he blamed her.

Hannah loved him though so she would never leave.

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She stands at the stove, humming along with one of the songs on the radio, she was happy, they had had another blazing row last night, but thankfully he had not hit her.. not this time. She was hoping that this meal would make it all better, so while he was at work she had spent the entire day cooking.. homemade bread rolls and his favourite pie along with steak and potatoes… She just hoped that he would be in a good mood tonight..

Hannah hears the front door open and immediately she perks up as she realises that it is him, she rushes around getting everything ready and perfect.. Placing his food and her food on the table, she rushes out into the hallway to greet him.

“Hi” she whispers out as she shifts nervously from foot to foot.
 
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Name: Andrew
Nickname: Meeks
Hieght: 6'2"
Looks:Black curly hair, hazel eyes, barrel chested, dark complexion
Age: 25

Meeks sits in the car for a few minutes and looks out the window at the nieghborhood. What a rat hole this is!he thinks. The long days at the mill is taking a toll on his body. He hurts all over. The pain pills the doctor gave help, but they make irritable and at times violent. The other meds that Sam, his good friend gave him, slow down his reaction times and that had led to mistakes at work.

He reaches over and picks up the receipt from the local general store and looks at it again. $118.32 for shoes, what the fuck was she thinking. Meeks rolls down the window and spits out the window into the street. Then rolls the window again. He looks around the car for a pack of cigaretts. I need a fuck'n smoke. He had just stopped smoking on the advice from his doctor. All of these issues are contributing to his anger.

Meeks closes his eye and rubs his forehead then with his rough hand pushes it through his dark curley hair. He scratches his neck and opens his eyes and looks at the sun setting in the west. He picks up the receipt from the store and and opens the car door. The cold wind chills him even through his heavy work jacket. He looks down the street. Trash day.

He looks at his small rental house and groans. It was not suppose to be this way. He had all the makings of success. That had been what the company recuiter had told him. Two years on the mill floor then upstairs. It had been four years and little hope of advancment.

Meeks closes the car door and walks toward the house. The wind is relentless, as he turns it stings his eyes. He raises his arm to block the wind but the pain in his shoulder only allows his to raise it so far and its not enough. He climbs the steps slowly. His knees hurt from the job and the cold. He opens the door and the heat meets him like a furnace.

Meeks manages to get the door closed and Annie come scampering around the corner. Her face is all lite up. and she says "Hi". She is wearing the ski sweater that he had got her when thay had gone to his father's ski lodge two years ago. Her tits look so good under that sweater. His anger goes down a few notches. He looks at her.

"$118.32 for shoes, what the fuck were you thinking!" he pulls the receipt out of his pocket and holds it up for her to see. His knees hurt as he pushes pass her. "Is this why I work so you can buy shoes?" he turns and looks at her. "Well?"
 
As soon as Hannah sees the look on his face, she knows she is in for another argument with him, she didn't know who or what had angered him kike that but she knew she was about to find out whatever it was and she wasn't in the mood tonight. It seemed that was all they did recently, fight then again that was all they had always done, even way back at the begining, but then things had never esculated the way they did now.

She had planned a nice night... Hoped that they could be argument free but didn't look like that was happening, as soon as he pulls out the recipt, she knew what it was. She had been looking for it for days now, it wasn't something that she normally did mind, she never got new clothes or shoes as they just couldn't afford it. "Oh.' Hannah says closing her eyes as she prepares herself for it.

"I was going to tell you about that..." She starts which is already a massive lie, she had no intention of telling him, but he'd found out. "You know I love shoes and I haven't had anything in ages and I was going to take them back after I'd worn them, but I lost the reciept and now its too late" she rambles out all in one breath. As she turns and follows him. That was true, she used to do it all the time when she was younger, buy something on her parents card, wear it to a party or wherever she was going and then take it back, they never found out and she hadn't expected Andrew to either.

"Come on don't be mad at me" she says as she towards him, wrapping her small arms around his waist and peeking up at him, it was times like this when she realised just how big he was, when she was barefoot he was a foot taller and she was sure he used that to his advantage. She leans up on her tiptoes pressing small kiss to his lips. "You know I wouldn't usually do something like that, I know you work hard" she says in her soft voice that made it clear she was just trying to placate him.
 
"Take them back? How the fuck do you take back used shoes?" Meeks grabs her by her long dark brown hair and pulls her away from him. "My god Annie you lie like a cheap rug I can buy down at the company store!" Still holding her hair he spins her around and pushes her towards the dining room table. His meal is waiting for him. Steak and potatoes.

"What are you trying to do kill me, steak and potatos?" he glares at her. Your friend Shven brought that fish over the other day. Make that!" he turns and walks toward the stairs. "I'll be upstair, when the fish is ready bring it upstairs, Im going to change. He walks up the stairs, then stops half way. "And Annie, lemons on the side not butter. Remember NO BUTTER!" He continues up the stair. He groans as his knee sends a sharp pain up his leg.

At the top of the stairs he turns and enters their bed room. He takes off his work clothes and puts them in the laundry backet. In his underwear he walks down the hall and picks up a towel off the rack and walks in to the bathroom.
He slowly takes off his underwear and throws it in the corner. He will pick it up on the way out.

He steps in to the shower. He turns on the water and feel the stream of hot water flow over his pain wracked body.
 
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Hannah whimpers softly as she feels his hands tangle in her curls, pulling at it, it didn't hurt that much but it made her want to cry that he was pushing her away. She gasps as he pulls her away, making her stumble backwards and into the table, her hands reaching round the back to catch herself. She glares at him. And then he makes it worse by turning down her food and demanding something else, really? He goes on about her wasting money and now so was he, steak was something they rarely had, but her friend had managed to get some cheap, she had assumed he would be pleased. But if he was going to be awkward and nasty then she would too, there was no way she was going to cook him anything.

"Idiot" she mutters under her breath, as he starts to walk upstairs, she rolls her eyes at him. Hannah glances at the food on the plate, hesitating slightly, before pulling her chair back and sitting down, she begins to eat slowly, it actually tasted quite good. She smirks, knowing that he's expecting dinner, well he would have to make his own. Hannah hears the water go on.. Hopefully the water would calm him down, but then again she was going to anger him by not making dinner again, which causes her to panic, seriously thinking about getting up and making the damn fish for him, but why should he really? Instead she focuses on her food and Hannah chews slowly, taking about ten minutes before she finishes.

Standing up, she walks towards the sink, washing the plate up and setting it out to dry. She takes his plates and covers it before putting it in the fridge. Deciding to relax infront of the tv, she goes into the living room, throwing herself down on the couch and turning the tv on, flicking through channels.
 
The shower takes about 10 minutes. Meeks steps out of the shower and towels off. He sniff the air but doesn't smell the fish. Maybe she decided to bake it in stead of frying it. Baking the fish is healthier. Maybe Annie was finally getting the point.

Meeks walks toward the doorway and picks up his underwear and returns to the bedroom. He drops the towel and underwear in the laundry backet. He walks over to his closet and opens it. His long grey flannel bath robe hangs on a hanger. He slips it off the hanger and puts it on. He turns and looks at himself in the mirror befor closing his robe. Yeah he still looks buff, even if he feels like crap. He closes the robe and ties it off. Still no sign of cooking.

He walks out of the bedroom and turns left in to the small bed roon that he uses as a computer room and study. He stops and looks down at the stairs.
"Annie, I'll be in the study! Bring the fish here!" Stupid bitch should know that.

Meeks turns on his computer and checks his E-Mail. There are several E-Mail from his father. He will get to them later. There is one from his high school buddy Thomas.

MEEKER,

The boys are getting together next week for a hunting trip. The week end awaits. You bring the beer. Carl's dad said we can use the mountain cabin.

Thomas "Grizzly" Adams


There were several spam notices from local retailer selling thing he didn't want.
Then he decided to check his fathers E-Mails.

Andrew,

The weather is great. The sun is warm, the beach is white, the girls are brown. Trisha sends her love.
Dad
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Andrew,

Mr. Stevens sends his regards, went fishing today. Caught 3 big ones.
Trisha sends her love.
Dad
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Andrew,

Some thing is wrong. Trisha is sick. We will be coming home. See you in a few days.

Dad
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Damn, Trisha is his step mother. She was just 5 years older then him. Dad found himself a trophy wife.
Meeks closes out his E-Mail account and checks the news. He looks at the door exspecting to see Annie coming through the door with his fish.
He is about to get up when the phone rings. No one uses the land line anymore. It was a hold over from the old days before he got his cell phone.
He picks up the phone."Hello?"

"Is that you Andrew?" the deep rich vioce askes.
"Yes" Meeks replies recognizing the far off vioce of his father's lawyer.
"Are you alone?" the lawyer askes.
"Yes" meeks replies.
"Andrew there is no easy way to say this, so I'll come right out and say it. Your father's plane crashed. Both he and your step mother were killed. As the only child, you will inherit the bussines. You are now the owner of Chambers Industries worth about 55 billion at last audit. All you need to do is sign the papers.
 
Hannah hears the shower shut off, but still she makes no effort at all to get up, if he didn't want to eat what she had made then he could make his own, she was tired of running around after him and even though it was an empty promise, she silenty decides that she will stop it from now on.

She hears him wandering around and hannah knows where he is going, same place he went everynight. His study. Her suspicions are quickly confirmed as he shouts down for her to bring the fish up to his study. "No chance" she mutters under her breath.

Hannah gets up knowing that he will be in the study for a while, and walks straight into the bathroom, stripping down deciding that there was no point dressing up for him if he was going to be ungrateful. She reaches in turning on the water and gets under the hot water. She stands underneath the flow of water and let's out a little scream, jumping forward, it was freezing. "You used up all the hot water" she yells out at him. Rolling her eyes as she steps back under the shower, gritting her teeth as she quickly washing her hair and body, before shutting it off and wrapping a warm towel around her.

She heads into the bedroom, hearing the soft mumble of his voice through the wall, but she can't make out the words. Probably talking to one of his idiot friends. She dries herself off, pulling on some sweatpants and an old vest top. As she exits the bedroom, she briefly debates going to his study but decides against it, instead walking downstairs, pulling her wet hair up into a ponytail and resuming her position on the couch.
 
Meeks slowly put the receiver back on the cradle. He slowly turned and lookes at the door. No Annie, yet. Meeks rubs his knee and looks back toward the phone. I wonder if Annie heard the pnone ring? Meeks gets up slowly and walks to the door. He sticks his head out the door and listens. The tv is on!. Meeks pauses and looks down the hall toward the stair. Do I tell her?
"Fuck no!" he says under his breath. I'm going to have to tell her some thing. Meeks walks down the hall to the stairs thinking. He stops at the top of the stair and smiles. I'll mix the message, sort of. "Annie!" Meeks calls out. He doesn't hear a response. He walks down the stair opening his robe and letting it hang open. He sees her on the couch, hair is wet and in a pony tail. For a second he gets angery, then remembers the bigger picture. He is at the bottom of the stairs and he looks at her.

"Annie, I just got a job offer. Thomas just got promoted and he wants me to be his new Director of Mills. It pays 150 thou a year! Isn't that great! There is a catch, or I should say two. He wants me to go hunting with him this week end, he's sending a car. And we are going to have to move. What do you think?"
 
Hannah hears him calling her name and yet she chooses to ignore him, she wasn't in the mood for anything that he had to say right now. She really didn't want an argument. However as she hears his footsteps on the stairs she turns her head to face him.

She allows him to talk, taking it all in. She didn't know what to think or say, it was a lot to take in. Her emotions were mixed, on one hand she was happy for him, hannah lknew he hated his job and that caused the majority of her anger but a small part of her was jealous and a little scared. What if he left her now. Or he met someone else. "I..." She opens her mouth to speak.

"Congratulations" she says softly, even though she hated the thought of moving or him going hunting for that matter. He knew her views on that, she thought it was disgusting, but it was samething he enjoyed and who was she to object.

"Move where?" She asks raising her eyebrows, though it didn't matter, truth was she would follow him anywhere. Standing up slowly, she then runs to him, wrapping her arms around him tightly, hugging his strong body close to her. "I'm so proud of you" she says quietly.
 
Knocking on Hannah's door, Michael had always had a crush on his neighbor. Socially awkward but handsome and well hung, Michael desparately desired a way to become better acquainted with Hannah.

Although he knew that she was in a relationship with Meek, the full moon and the heat of the night gave him the boldness to approach her door and inquire of her tonight.
 
"Move where?" he hears from the couch. Then she gets up and runs over to him and hugs him. "I'm so proud of you" she says. Her added weight against him makes a pain rushes up from his knee. He shudder a bit then wraps his arms around her and holds her. "I was thinking, maybe we can go out to eat and talk about it. Would you like that? We'll go to the Jolly Fisherman on route 17."
 
A smile spreads over lHannah's face as he wraps his arms around her and hugs her back. Obviously this had managed to put him in a good mood and her too, it meant that they could get away from here. Life was hard around here and while she didn't have it as bad as him, it wasn't easy for her either.

She bites her lip as he offers to take her out, she didn't want to ruin the celebrations by telling him that she had already eaten, is she just blindly nods her head. Beides they hadn't been out in a long time.

"Yeah, I think that we have a lot to talk about' she agrees with him. Leaning up and pecking his lips gently. She was excited whereas he didn't look that pleased which hannah found strange but shrugged it off.
 
Enen with his new found wealth it is hard for Meeks to shrug off the fact that a perfectly good fish lay in the refrigerator. He smiles at Annie. "I'm going upstairs to get dressed."He releases her and returns up stairs.
Meeks sits on the bed and looks at the door. Half hoping Annie would walk though the door in her ski sweater pull it over her head and start a wild night of passionate sex. Meeks smiles to himself and pushes himself off the bed. He walks over to the dresser and pulls out what he wants to wear.This is PItt sweater night! He slips his blue sweater with the gold lettering over his head. His shoulder aches as he slips it on over his pale blue shirt. He walks over to his closet and pulls out a navy blue parka that hangs in the far end of the closet next to the wall. Lets go all out!
He walks down stairs and doesn't see Annie. "I'm ready!"he calls out. He settles into a chair in the living room to wait.
 
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