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Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Karli sighed into the air. Ok, her heart was going a mile a minute, beating in her ears heavily like a drum. Smiling again as he pulled her back for another kiss her hands on his shoulders balling into his shirt. See you shortly, She said softly, her southern draw quite noticeable as her breath hitched. She pushed the door open and straightened her shoulder before crossing to the door. She didnt look back her caramel colored eyes swept through the house as she entered and smiled. Her parents were out, a call from her aunt had pulled them out of town for the night and her siblings were away at various colleges and universities. The house was quiet, a rarity in the Peyton household. Quickly she fluffed her hair and pulled her jacket off hanging it on the appropriate peg. Sitting on the sofa she stretched out and waited her eyes frozen on the door. Nervous energy welled up inside her, tonight was the night . She hadnt told him of course, but would just let it happen. The door crept open and she smiled at him. Her giggle was soft as he pulled her into his lap. Nodding sent her dark blonde waves into motion. She closed her eyes and tilted her head she trusted him and loved him. A soft sigh of a moan left her lips at his tender kisses. Small pale hands moved up his arms to his shoulders. Her eyes opened at his curse. She hardly used the language, but he was different. Her lips pressed to his she trembled as his hand moved over her stomach. Soft hands pushed on his chest and broke their brief union. Brown eyes locked on his green. They had been together for a while and hadnt taken that step. Bry, you love me, right? she bit her lower lip feeling foolish. Hed confirmed the sentiment to her so many times. A few not even ten minutes before this, she didnt even wait for his answer. Her fingers were at the hem of her shirt and inching upward. Her modest white bra, still in place, she smiled softly tossing the clothing to the side before bringing her lips to his once more, I love you too.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

A displeased grunt left his chest as she pushed him back, craving more of her. Staring into her eyes and hearing her question, he furrowed his brow and gave a jerky nod. Yeah. His words were breathy and spoken quickly. I love you. In a matter of seconds his focus shifted to her hands, watching them as she slowly pulled her shirt over her head, revealing bare flesh and a pesky bra that obscured the view hed only been able to dream about. His nostrils flared out as he expelled a heavy breath, returning her kiss and shifting her around on his lap. He grunted in satisfaction when the bulge in his jeans was pressed between her legs. Firm hands worked over her thighs, irritated with the denim that shielded her flesh from direct touch. Breaking from their kiss, he fumbled to jerk his shirt over his head and toss it somewhere on the living room carpet. His eyes dropped to the crease of her breasts. Youre sure, baby? His throat was tight as he asked, hoping she wouldnt turn him away now. He wasnt sure if he could stop. A sly grin slid over his lips when his fingers successfully unclasped her bra and the thing fell away. Flashing her a glance, he gently cupped her breasts with both hands, weighing them in his palms. They felt soft, smooth he gave both a good squeeze, testing how much pressure he could give before pain shot over her features. Moving a hand away, his mouth opened, and he looked up at her as his lips closed around one pert nipple. He drew it between his teeth and licked it as his other hand kneaded her breast. Free hand on the zipper of her jeans, he didnt hear the key spin in the lock. What the hell is going on here? The light came on, and Bryant scrambled away from Karli. He ducked just out of reach of her father and bolted for the door, slamming into the frame to get past her mother. Once he was out, he was running, having left his shirt behind.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Her heart sounded like a jackhammer in her ears when he drew her down onto him. She had felt him before, only briefly, never like this. She held his neck and played with the shaggy edge of hair at his collar. Soft groan of displeasure left her at their parting. However, she smiled as he revealed his chest to her. Brown eyes were on his when he asked. Karli knew he would, he was such a gentleman. Im sure Bry. Every time they got close to this before she had told him no, it was too soon. This time was different. Biting her lip to keep from laughing as he attempted to unclasp her bra, she smiled when he was successful. She wasnt sure if he would think they were small, she felt unsure as the cloth fell away. He didnt seem to not enjoy them. His hands were everywhere on them causing her to moan as he squeezed and fondled. Her hands were on his chest, simply there. Watching with utter fascination as he moved his mouth forward. Mouth falling open with how amazing he felt, B-Bry her voice cracked as she whispered his name. Her eyes closed against the sensations he was causing. She felt his fingers on her jeans front and slowly slid her hands down his chest and over his stomach, muscles rippling with the actions. Searing light and shouted words caught the duo off guard. Karli screamed and covered her breasts as Bryant all but tossed her from his lap in his haste. Karli watched in disbelief as her boyfriend ran. To make matters worse she watched her mother fall to her rump with a shout. Even more horrifying was watching her father, a football player in his day, sprint across their lawn after Bryant. Profanities and threats bouncing off the neighbors homes as lights flickered on all around. Grasping the first piece of clothing she shoved it on. Bryants shirt inside out, and backwards with the tag rubbing her chin she quickly grasped her discarded clothing and headed upstairs. These five words stopped her dead in her tracks, Not so fast young lady. Karli spun and sat on the sofa, folding her hands in her lap to endure the lecture about the inappropriateness of her behavior and how that boy was the cause of it all. She shook her head, tears fell from her caramel colored eyes, You dont understand I love him and he loves me. She stood and ran from the room, eventually crying herself to sleep. Thankfully shed already bought their prom tickets so she was still permitted to go.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

When he woke next to Joslyn, Bryant was more than aware that things had gotten out of hand, hellishly so. He was a damned, dead man, and Karli, sweet as she was to him, was going to be his killer if she ever found out. Hell, she was probably already beyond furious he hadnt shown up for prom. Birthday gift in hand, having missed that as well, and corsage in the other, he took long, loping strides toward the door. Or maybe her father would save him the torment and shoot him his death would probably be faster that way. Ringing the bell and rapping on the door three times, Bryant took a step back before the door opened. It was her mother, and though she didnt look very happy, she didnt look as angry as he would have thought she would have been. Hello, Mrs. Peyton, Bryant said, trying to sound as polite as he could. Is Karli home? Her mother pointed toward the stairs that led up to her daughters room, but when he took a step forward, she stopped him. Oh no you dont, Mr. Danes, she said quickly, and then turned her head to holler for her daughter. Karli! Someones at the door! Bryant shifted nervously, wondering if the necklace he bought her would be enough for her to forgive him, or at least leave him with a lesser punishment.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Karli woke eyes heavy and red. Shed fallen back to sleep when her mother tapped on the door before leaving for church. Typically, skipping was a no-no , today was understandable. she still wore his shirt and had just her panties beneath. Smoothing her hair down at her mothers yelling she groaned. slipping on a pair of shorts she swung the door open and headed down the stairs, Stopping in the middle her caramel eyes narrowed and glared at him. Refusing to go any farther she heard her mothers chuckle as she left. How dare you show up here now? There is nothing you can say, NOTHING. To make what you did okay. Happy birthday Karli, She lifted her hands up and made quotes in the air, I love you, NO, no no-no NO NO HELL NO! she said moving down a step for each no. Karlisle Jane Peyton! her father warned from the other room. Knowing him he was laughing behind his paper. Snatching the silver papered box she tossed the pink ribbon and slid her finger underneath serving to slice into her finger, OW. She shook it and tossed the paper at him. Opening the long box she saw a K hanging on a chain with a diamond on the end sweep. he remembered, it was something shed seen in a catalog and dog eared the page for him, but never saw him look. Snapping it shut she sat it on the step and glared at him. Thanks, now get out, I dont want to hear it!
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Bryant knew that look all too welldisappointment, anger, sorrow and confusion. He swallowed hard, and swallowed again when she began shouting at him. His eyes lifted to her as she descended the stairs, and he brought his gift out front, holding it for her to take. She did, rather hastily, and he fumbled to catch the wrapping paper when she tossed it back at him. Once he had a hold of it, he stuffed it into his pocket. His phone vibrated and then sounded off, but he ignored it, watching as she set the case and necklace on the step. She was very, very irritated with him. Pushing out a sigh, he furrowed his brow and forced a shit-eating grin onto his face. Karli, he murmured, stepping into the house and shutting the door behind him. His phone went off again. Im sorry, I am. It wasnt on purpose, baby. In the other room, he could hear her parents scoff, and her father growl his disagreement. He was tense, recollections of waking to Joslyns face still in his mind, still fresh. Inside, he was cursing himself he couldnt remember any of it, only getting drunk at that pre-prom party. Did you like the necklace? Again, his ringer went off, and he pulled his phone of his pocket. His eyes locked on the screen as another one of the pictures popped up, spamming his cell. Licking his lips, he stuffed it into his back pocket as it continued to go off. Do you want me to come back later, then, after youve cooled off?
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Shed heard the chime of his phone, even on a Sunday he couldnt leave it at home and had to bring it. Crinkling her nose as the smell of him hit her, UGH, not on purpose.. You reek. Were you she lowered her voice and hissed at him, Drinking? She didnt need to hear him say it she knew he could smell it on him. Yes its the one I wanted oh Bry you shouldnt have. her voice was pure sarcasm. What you should have done was been here. I was dressed and ready to go. She looked away, annoyed his phone kept going off, Where were you, while I was here waiting for you. LIKE A FOOL! She saw the flicker of nerves cross his face as he looked at his phone. She crossed her arms over his shirt, she stared at the fish tank against the wall, wanting to drown his head in it until her made it all up to her. I missed my prom because of you! her voice was soft, almost sighing the words out. Her head popped up to his at his words, If you walk out that door dont EVER come back, Bry. The tweet of his phone went off again. She growled and snatched it out of his back pocket. She looked down to the Dude? on the screen and typed in, Im with Karli ttyl. After hitting send she held it against her stomach. It went off again. She glanced at the screen, a picture dominated the screen. It was of a guy passed out on a naked girl. What kinds of friends do you. Oh.. MY.. GOD!!! She couldnt see, her tears came down in torrents, streaking her face. Her small pale nose going red. She smacked him hard across the cheek, You fucking Asshole! She spat out the venom laced words. Her parents approached, unsure of what had happened exactly. I love you she shoved him toward the door, her smaller frame coiling and shoving as she dropped the phone to the hard wood floor out of reach. I was going to give you everything. She whimpered. EVERY THING! She screamed the words in his face. Get the Hell out of my house! I never want to see your sorry ass again. she spun the knob and shoved him out the door rushing back in she picked up the phone and tossed it far out into the yard. I HOPE SHE WAS WORTH IT! Slamming the door she turned and ran upstairs, the slam of her door could be felt all through the house.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Hearing footsteps enter the room, Bryant turned his head in the direction of the sound. A woman, a stunning blonde, stepped under the lights, her brown eyes brilliant and shining. She looked good. And she looked familiar. Reality crashed into Bryant, and the impact left him standing there like a bumbling idiot. Obviously she couldnt see him, and obviously she hadnt been clued in on the fact that his last name wasnt Bryant it was Danes. And that young woman was Karli Peyton. His stomach knotted as he mouthed her name, recalling the last day theyd actually spoken. Her hair was shorter then, and shed been incredibly bitter, yelling at him and throwing his phone out the door, nearly hitting him with it. Throat swelling with tension, he swallowed and continued his work. It had been six years since theyd graduated, and hed changed. She probably had as well, had moved on like he hadsort of. Even now, gawking at her form as she stood directly in front of him, he could see that she was still as beautiful as ever, still his Karli. Out of impulse, he almost replied Alright, baby, but refrained, clearing his throat to instead say, Alright, Miss Peyton, you do what you do. He could work on the fly, get the opening shot out of the way first, do angles and other shots later, and make some edits. Figure out how long it would take to change his name from Bryant Danes to something else, something she wouldnt recognize. Only a few stanzas of her song were about him, right? Taking a deep breath, he focused on his work instead of on her songor just her. Shed grown her hair back out to a length he preferred, a length where he could take a handful of her golden locks and just breathe her in as deeply as he possibly could. Sorry! One of the key lights went black. Bryant cursed, shutting his camera off and moving quickly to where Brittany was arguing pointlessly with the woman that had just crashed into the stand, knocking the tungsten light to the ground.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

You took all there was to take, And left me with an empty plate And you dont care about it, yeah. And Im -CRASH- Sorry Karli semi-screamed as the light fell, glass breaking and gliding over the smooth surface of the floor. Releasing the guitar, strap holding it secure, she gripped a hand to her breast. An attempt to slow her rapidly beating heart, she was no longer blind. Is everyone alright? Her twang was pronounced. she looked behind her to the band, everyone appeared to be fine. She watched the back of the photographer as he moved to where the stand had been. Chewing her lip she slid the guitar off slowly and set it down on the stage. Looking down at her bare toes she knew shed really be of no help, but it couldnt hurt to ask. Moving softly forward, Steph looked up at her with confusion. If you got a broom I can sweep up the glassI mean, ya got a broken arm. She laughed as she knelt watching him attempt to pick up the pieces. He turned it was a slow motion kind of thing, almost as if he didnt want to face her. Her smile faltered as her mouth fell open. Recognition hitting her hard and it didnt just hit her. It ran her over, backed up and smashed her again before punching the gas and squealing its tires over her limp and lifeless body. Bryant Danes her brown eyes went wide, momentarily before she regained her composure. On second thought, you probably have someone else ready to handle that for you. Not even worth it for me to even try. Her usual happy demeanor was gone. Ill be in the green room until this problem is resolved. She hopped off the stage and into the room, didnt even feel the piece of glass enter her heel. She slammed the door and leaned against it placing both feet on the ground. OW she sat in a chair and yanked the offending piece of glass from her foot. Of all the people, it had to be him.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

There was no telling what would happen now that Karli wasnt blind, but Bryants concern wasnt if her feelings were still hurt, not at the moment anyway. Shaking his head at Stephanies offer to help, Bryant turned and motioned for Brittany to go get the broom. The red-headed woman vanished through a door, and when he again turned his head to look back down at the shards of glass, his green eyes caught Karlis for a split second. He watched as her expression fell, realization hitting, and as her lips parted and she said his name. With a great deal of force, he smiled, knowing that this was going to be an awkward partnership. His jaw clenched, knowing she emphasized certain words to nail him in the head she was still pissed, and none of it had been his fault. Heres the broom, Brittany said, returning to the room. Bryant rose to his feet and pointed down at the glass. You want me to clean it up. Giving her no more response than a grunt and a nod of his head, he tailed Karli into the other room, only to have a door slam in his face. He heard her back hit the wooden surface on the other side, so he waited for her to move with his hand hovering over the knob. This was going to be entertaining. Opening the door and entering the moment the bloody piece of glass parted way with the bottom of Karlis foot. Ouch! he exclaimed, sucking in a breath as he wandered over to his desk. Searching the drawers, he found a bottle of ointment and a box of bandages Brittany had put in the bottom of it. He then dragged a chair across the floor and sat down in front of her, deliberately looking her in the eye. Immediately, and without hesitance, he reached for her foot and pulled it into his lap. Donning a smile and acting as if he didnt recognize who she was, he squirted some of the clear goop onto his index finger. I guess all artists have to suffer for their work. Slathering the gel over the small lesion, not bothering to be gentle about it, he arched an eyebrow. Am I right? His rough fingers pressed the bandage to the bottom of her foot, which he placed on the floor when he finished. Rising to his feet, he stretched out his arm, offering his hand to hers in a handshake. I should tell you my last name is Danes, not Bryant. So its Mr. Danes . He chuckled, green eyes flashing with deviance. You have a very pretty voice, Miss Peyton. There were many other aspects Bryant considered pretty about Karli. His eyes scanned over her. Or sexy. Returning his eyes to hers, he smiled again. Are you going to be alright to finish the shoot?
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Karli looked up at him, the annoyance at his presence more than obvious. Turning she touched up her makeup waiting for him to leave so she could sulk and pretend it was over her foot. The drag of the chair caused her to swivel back toward him. her brown eyes swept over him now in the light. Even after everything that had happened she still could feel it. Attraction, desire, want, and hatred each pulled to her body in a different way. She met his eyes and smiled, she could pretend she had forgotten who he was and perhaps he didnt hear her in the studio area. Yeah, I think I can turn this pain into a song, perhaps itll be a number one. She teased with a small giggle. Look at you being all chivalrous, bandaging up the damsel in distress Mr. Danes . Her southern drawl lilted his name in a unfamiliar way. She took his hand, hers cool and soft compared to his, warm and calloused. I should be fine its just a foot I can always cut it off if I have to. Besides, I'm a professional. She smiled and turned to look in the mirror once more before meeting his gaze. Oh and I should tell you Its only Miss Peyton for another month or two. You mustn't do any research on your clients. She laughed lightly as she stepped forward toward the door, turning her back to him as a small devious smile crossed her lips. Turning back to him she smiled, Hes the one that recommended you to me, Chad Oaken. Said you were the best, I guess well see. Lifting her voice in a little laugh she watched as Steph tried to take over and sweep up the mess shed created, but the redhead did not relent. We ready to do this yall. Outside was the bubbly blonde bombshell everyone knew and loved. Inwardly she was dying, the love of her life was there and she could only pretend not to know him, it kept the pain away, slightly. The thing with Chad was a publicity stunt to help out his career since she was slowly becoming known as Americas sweetheart. Hopping up on stage she took her guitar and was soon blinded again, instead of imagining he was out there, this time, she truly sang to him.
Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Chivalrous he was not, but he would let her go on believing that he was. Or at least pretending to think that he was. The way she said his name grated on his nerves, and he gritted his teeth against the atrocious sound that was melodic and beautiful at the same time. Alright, just thought I should check, he muttered, turning away from her to head back into the other room. He stopped, arching his eyebrows when she spoke again, and glanced back over his shoulder. Those doe brown eyes of hers were going to kill him. Bang! Right through the heart. Meanwhile, the bullet that he hadnt seen coming struck him in the ass, causing him to shout inwardly. No way in hell was she not dating someone, let alone not engaged. He should have known better. Congratulations, he said rather flatly. His green eyes tracked her to the door, and when she flashed him that angelic, blinding smile of hers, his mind locked out any and all rational thought. That wasnt the smile of an angel that was the smile of a temptress. And whether she intended to or not, shed baited the hook and he took to it, a catfish to blood. He was the best. Hed show her. Following her out of the room, the name Chad Oaken a foul taste in his mouth and the darker part of what would be his newest nightmare, he made sure that the correct light had been exchanged for the busted one. All throughout the shoot he was forced to listen to her voice, positive the lyrics were directed at him. His shoulders grew heavier, and by the end of the session, he was ready to go home, take the drugs for his arm, shower, and go to bed. Flipping off the last light in the studio, he stepped out into the cold air outside carrying some of his equipment and his computer. He spotted Karli and her manager waiting for their ride. Miss Peyton, Bryant called. His expression was nonchalant. He wasnt in any sort of mood to smile at her, but he managed to turn up the corners of his lips. Your manager can drop by in a few days to check up on the edits. It was nice meeting you. Nodding in her direction, he walked a short way down the sidewalk before he stopped and stepped up to the curb. Taxi cabs passed in front of him, and he lifted hand, waving one over and climbing in.