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Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Isabella knew Joren could see through her fake smile. Feeling his warm hand on hers made her blush a bit. She looked at him as he spoke, reading his face as he did. Their eyes locked and she gave him a real smile. One of the few real smiles she gave anyone, most of them have been to him. She teased him, happy when he teased back. Though she let out an unladylike snort at his teasing. She shot him a look, Won my friendship? I'm pretty sure it was the other way around. She said. Truth was she didn't remember how they had becomes, only that they had. Joren explained why the sheriff had really wanted him and this time she laughed. You a good boy? Even at your best you were still a trouble maker. She pointed out. Thinking back to when John Wilson had told her she was pretty and Joren had broke his nose. That's nice of you though, to help people as you are. She told him honestly. She didn't care he was an outlaw, about what he did or was doing. She knew Joren was a good man at heart. He had had a hard life and she didn't blame him for being the way he was. She blamed her father, and men like him for turning Joren into an out law. She couldn't stop herself from asking if he thought things would be different. She looked down at where his hand still rested on her as he spoke. She knew he was right, but she couldn't wondering what would of happened if she hadn't been sent away. Her blue eyes snapped back up towards his when he spoke of confronting her father. She didn't think he would hurt her father, or at least mean too. she just knew how well her father could push Joren's buttons. Swallowing hard she gave him a small nod. Okay. I ... I want to be there too. She told him. She looked at the time and knew she would have to be heading home soon. I have to go home soon. Daddy will be expecting me. She didn't know if Joren wanted to confront her daddy today or some other time.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Yes I did say won your friendship I mean here I was just a six year old child playing in the dirt. When all of a sudden this beautiful young girl with fiery red hair which was in pigtails, big beautiful blue eyes and a beautiful dress came up and started playing beside he me in the dirt before handing me a cookie. I mean come on a cookie you shouldve known right there that you made a lifelong friend you cant give a man a cookie without him following you around. Then finally after about two days I finally talked you into being my best friend with the promise of us always being best friends in the whole world Joren said remembering how they had become friends as if it had only happened yesterday hell he thought about it a lot because he had truly missed her when her father had moved her from Texas to New York. Hey you know I can sort of kinda be a good boy when I feel like doing it. Im the one who helped build the Lovely Ladies statue outside that are two of this towns biggest tourist attraction now. Actually if you look at it. Its you and Lenore my sister he said honestly as he looked into her eyes Also I built a place for people who are homeless or down on their luck to stay so they dont have to worry about being ill fed and cold Joren said honestly as he started thinking about what else he had donated money to but truthfully he couldnt remember all of it right now since there had been many things. Yeah it is getting pretty late sorry for keeping you out so late Izzy he said honestly as he looked at the barkeep Hey Theo keep things held down Im taking this lovely lady home to make sure she gets home safely because of all the attacks thats been happening the last few months he said standing up slowly before holding his hand out to her Would you mind my dear friend if I were to escort you home Joren asked with a smiled as he stared at her. After hearing about the Downtown Strangler who had pretended to be hurt to get females to stop and help him so he could tie them up take them in to a dark area and sexually assault them before killing them. Joren wanted to make sure that his best friend in the entire world made it home without any trouble and almost no one in town messed with the outlaw Sixgun Armand.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Isabella couldn't help but smile as he spoke of how they meant. She shook her head lightly. I'm pretty sure that was me paying you to be my friend with cookies. She teased. She hadn't felt this happy or relaxed since she had been sent to New York. My mommy was upset when I came home covered in mud. I'm pretty sure my mommy told me the way to a man heart is through his stomach, and you were a little cutie back then. With your baby fat that made your face so round and cute like. She laughed thinking back to all the good times they had shared. She raised an eyebrow when told he could kinda be a good boy. Looking back into his eyes she gave a shake of her head, though her eyes were filled with playfulness. And to do all that you had to be bad. She pointed out. She would have to look at the statues next time, to see just how she and his sister looked. She commented that she needed to get home. The streets were dark and she should of been home an hour or so ago. She watched as he spoke to the barkeep, a questioning look slipping onto her face. She took his hand and stood before letting him lead her from the bar. Her arm loped in his as she walked beside him. Her body pressed slightly into his. He had some height on him, Isabella stood at only five foot one. She was a tiny little thing, but looked smaller next to Joren. While she was skinny she had covers to her. Joren did you ever thing of looking for me? She asked. She looked up at him as they walked. You know my daddy is never going to let me out of the house once he sees me with you. She knew her daddy was going to be mad. After all he had done everything he could to keep the pair apart. But just like when she was a child, she found she didn't care.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Yeah I remember I walked you home that day and I vaguely remember your mother stating that young ladies did not behave like a hooligan Joren said teasingly as he walked out of the bar arms linked with Isabella like a gentleman would hold himself Also youre right about that sometimes its so good being bad dont you think I mean I have been able to do with the money that I have confiscated from uptight first class citizens who are rude to people that they dont think of as equals Joren said looking at her as he continued walking toward where his horse was hitched up. Joren then heard Isabella ask him if he ever thought about looking for her Ive rode state to state robbing banks and once my journey took me to New York and I began looking for you. Once even I was close to finding you as I was coming up to see you a lawman who had been paid by your father shot at me and hit me in the side. I barely got back to my horse and rode off but I had no choice I turned around and went to my groups hiding spot that we were staying at. Had the bullet removed and realized that the chances of me ever getting to you were slim to none. I truthfully thought that Id never see you again which is why I took a chance today. I saw you sitting across the bar from me and somewhere deep down I knew it was you and now Im glad I did come over because I finally was re-acquainted with my best friend in the entire world. As for your father though I know hell try something and while I promise never to hurt or kill your father I still have my way of getting my message across to people so youll be fine hell let you come see me anytime you want Joren said laughing as they reached his horse Mlady may I have the honor of helping you onto the horse he asked curiously.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Smiling at his teasing she walked with him out of the bar. It was funny to see him being such a gentleman, she still had thought of him as a little boy. She gave him a look before nodding. She knew the type, hell some would even say she is the type. Do you think of me like that? The question was only partly teasing. She had done her best over the years to be nice to everyone. Doing what she could to help people. More then once she had given all her money to homeless. She asked if he thought about trying to find her. She nodded as he told her his story. She was somewhat hurt by the fact he had given up trying to see her. She smiled lightly. I'm happy you came over. Just do you know your still my best friend too They reached his horse and she reached out to pet its neck. She had always been an animal lover. When I got to New York, Daddy tried to make it up to me. He bought this sweet little horse. Blue orbs looked at him. She nodded and let him help her onto the horse. She wanted to believe him that she would be able to see him when she wanted to. She didn't see anything he could do, other then kill her daddy to make that happen. With a deep breath they made their way toward her home. Do you work at the bar? She asked remembering how he had talked to the barkeep. It was a funny thought, why would an outlaw want to or need to work in a bar. Her hands held lightly onto the saddle horn as they walked forward. Do you have a wife? A Girlfriend? She asked. Surely he had to of had someone he was a handsome man and a bit of a charmer.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw I know for a fact that you are nothing like the men and woman that I steal from you are just a young lady who was born into a family with money who was fortunate enough to actually be born with this little thing that I call a heart which is a great little thing to have if you want to be a wonderful human being like you are my dear friend and Im glad to know that after all these years you still think of me as your best friend Joren said honestly as he watched her get on a different horse he had never knew her father had bought her a horse. So after helping her up onto her horse he got on his own and smiled after Well you know we both have a horse and were back together for the first time in many years and since were just a little late on getting you home how about we race to your house does that sound like a plan to you he asked laughing again this was the most hed laughed in many years because of how depressed he had been for a while after Isabella had been sent off to New York. Actually I now own the bar its one of the places that I bought when I came back into town because it was one of the places that meant so much to me in my childhood that once I found it in shambles and about to be broken down I swooped in bought it and had it fixed up Joren explained whenever she asked him about whether or not he worked at the bar. Also no I do not have a wife or a girlfriend for that matter I dated once or twice but it went nowhere and I decided not to stay in a relationship that was going nowhere you know so we all went our separate ways. One went to California to be a part of that whole new moving pictures business that is becoming such a huge dream and the other went back home to live with her ma.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Isabella was happy that Joren didn't think of her like he did other rich people. She did have a heart, and big one at that. He helped on her on her horse and she just laughed at his asking about a race. She went on top ask about the bar and smiled in understanding. It was good he had something he enjoyed. She was sure he enjoyed his 'work' but it was different. The bar was something that belonged to him, and no one could take that away. That was nice of you, to not lead the women on. She had seen it a few to many times. Young girls falling in love only to be lead on for years and having their heart broken. She sent him a playful smile. I'm sure my horse could beat yours. She teased. She didn't want him asking about her love life, she wasn't ready to think about that and what was to come. Tightening her reins she wasted no time in kicking her horse. The little gelding leap forward and took off at a canter. Looking over her shoulder for only a moment Isabella made sure Joren's was following. Come on Boy She called to her horse. Her heels digging into his side to make him go faster. She worked the gelding all the way home, and smiled when she read her front gate. She looked over at Joren and smiled. Her smile didn't last long though, the front door was ripped open and there stood her daddy.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Adam Harper looked outside the window he was anything but happy his daughter... His pride and joy Isabella had went to town with a bunch of her friends which he was fine with but she had promised to be back hours earlier. Adam had watched out his front window as all her friends returned home one by one but she was wasn't with them and he couldn't help but worry about his daughter especially since there had been a murderer on the loose who had been sexually assaulting and killing young ladies who were out alone. It also didn't help that the very fine young rich gentleman who he had handpicked to marry his daughter had finally come to meet his new bride and she wasn't here. Joren smiled as he said Well I might be an outlaw but I am still a gentleman after all he said laughing as he looked at her with a smile before listening to her talk about her horse Oh yeah I'm sure your horse could beat mine if my horse had two broken legs and ran sideways he teased before nudging his horse to begin running as well keeping close to Isabella at all times since he wanted to stay close in case anything happened but soon they were pulling to a halt at the Harper family mansion. Well it looks like we're here. And since I am here I should have that talk with your father. Adam watched out of the window and finally a few hours late he watched his daughter pull up on the horse he had gotten her but then he noticed that she was with someone a man.. Who he automatically knew was Joren Armand the man he had tried to keep his daughter away from her whole life quickly he rushed to the door swinging it open with anger in his eyes Isabella Ann Harper come up here now and get away from that boy I've told you that he was nothing but bad news he said angrily as he walked outside his gun in hand walking to where Isabella was and pointed his gun at Joren Get out of here now boy. I've tried to be nice but now I'm done she is betrothed to another man who will enhance her life you're doing nothing but dragging her down and you either leave or I'll kill you. Joren didn't even so much as blink as he had a pistol pointed towards him instead he slowly got down from his horse and grabbed Adam's hand and put the gun right up against his forehead so the barrell of the gun was pressed firmly against his skull Shoot I dare you. Do it Adam pull the trigger shoot because only death is going to keep me away from my one and only friend. Do you understand me only death he said looking at the man the anger flowing from his voice as he spoke to Isabella's father.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Isabella teased Joren about her horse being faster. Snorting when he teased her right back. They raced back to her house, and she was sure if Joren had tried he would of won. Her fun was short lived as her daddy swag the door open and yelled at her. Her smile dropped and sadness filled her face. She slowly slipped from her horse only to look on scared as her daddy pointed a gun at Joren. DADDY! She cried out. She took a step forward only to stop when Joren got there first. Tears burned her eyes as Joren held her fathers gun to his head, daring him to shot. She stepped forward Joren she feared her father would do it and she couldn't lose Joren again. A clearing of a throat behind her father pulled her attention away from the men before her. There stood a very handsome man. He was six foot three, built but not like he had worked all his life. His short brown hair and nice close were perfect. His brown eyes were locked on Isabella like he didn't even see her daddy trying to kill Joren. 'when her daddy's words hit her. Betrothed? He was going to marry her off to someone she didn't love, let alone know. Daddy... She shook her head. Her soft hands took Joren's free hand and pulled on it. Joren please.... The tears were flowing now. It was too much, this was all too much. Erin simply watched as Adam pointed his gun at the man. He didn't care what happened to either of the males. his brown eyes locked on Isabella and he would give it to her father, she was a look. He looked her over and approved, with looks and money he couldn't go wrong. Clearing his throat he shot Isabella a charming smile, one he clearly used on all the ladies. Watching how Isabella fussed over Joren, as she called him, he knew he had to put a stop to it. Walking over he grabbed her free hand pulling her away from the males. Isabella, I'll have no wife of mine running around with a poor bastard He hiss. With a gasp Isabella was pulled away from Joren. She looked at the man horrified as he spoke to her. She twisted and pulled on her arm trying to get free of his hold. She could feel his nails biting into her skin. Let me go... I'm not marrying you and I'm losing Joren She spat back pulling harder to get free.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Leave now Adam said once more but now his voice was shaky and scared he had never expected this young man to actually calmly walk up toward the gun and dare him to shoot this boy was absolutely crazy and he had always knew it but he never would've dared to guess that this Joren Armand was this crazy. Joren grabbed Adam by the wrist and squeezed tightly making the man's hand open and the gun to drop to the ground. Joren slowly bent over to pick up the gun and placed it in an empty hoster on his other hip but then the words of the other man hit him like a sack of bricks. There was one word that everyone including Isabella knew he hated more than life itself and that was the word bastard yet this spoiled little punk ass kid who had grown up with a golden spoon in his mouth had just called Joren that. Having been known to have the quickest hands when it came to shooting Joren was not someone to be messed with and the word bastard continued ringing in his ears. So using the fast speed he was known for he had his gun pulled out of it's holster and pointed at the new male that was until the new man started pulling Isabella away from him so he pointed the gun at the man's leg pulled the trigger and watched as the bullet flew through the air hitting the spoiled brat right in the leg. Joren acted as if nothing had happened and walked slowly towards the man who was now on the ground with a bullet wound Listen here you loud mouthed spoiled fucking brat he said grabbing the man by the shirt If you ever call me a bastard again.. Or ever lay your hand on Isabella Harper again I swear next time I'll hit you right in the heart with a bullet Joren was now so angry that his personality had changed from the charming kind young Joren Armand to the evil sadistic side of Sixgun the Dark Rider. Slowly Joren pulled a knife from his boot and placed it right against the bullet wound on the mans leg wanting to cause extreme pain Do you understand me you stupid son of a bitch he asked in a hoarse angry voice.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Isabella was so busy trying to get away from the man she didn't even know what was happening. She couldn't stop the scream that left her lips when the gun shot rang out. At first she thought her father had done, he had shot Joren Armand. That was until Erin's scream reached her ears. She looked down at the man, who held his leg. Getting some kind of sick joy of seeing him down there. It wasn't until Joren spoke did she looked toward him. Her tears had stopped, but her face was red and bluchy. Erin screamed, he couldn't believe the bastard had shot him. He looked up in horror at the man as he grabbed his shirt and yelled at him. Another scream left his lips when the knife pressed into his wound. She did nothing but watch for a moment as Joren pressed his knife into the wound. She didn't feel bad at all for the man. Stepping forward she placed her hand on Joren's shoulder. Joren... please stop. I don't want you to get in trouble with the law. Her voice was soft, so only he could hear. She only hoped that no one would call the sheriff. Worry and fear filling her blue orbs, but not fear of Joren. Fear for him. Thinking Isabella would sticking up for him Erin found his nervous. Your the son of a bitch. He hissed. His brown eyes locked with Joren's blue ones. I'm marrying Isabella and I can do whatever I want to her. If I want to lay a hand on her you can't stop me. A cocky almost, sly smile slipped onto his face.
Thread: Wanted dead or alive: The tragic downfall of a Wild West Outlaw (BBVD&MisaLaVan)

RE Wanted dead or alive The tragic downfall and rebound of a Wild West Outlaw Adam stared blankly at the man who seconds ago had a gun placed against his forehead. The man who he hated had just shot the man who was betrothed to his daughter. He wanted to help Erin but he was actually afraid of Joren right now this was a side of Joren that scared the living shit out of him. Originally Joren had stopped and whenever he felt Isabella touch his shoulder he looked up at her with a smile and began to stand whenever he heard Erin call him a son of a bitch he stopped in the middle of standing up and once again knelt down in front of the man with a sincere smile on his face and he couldn't help but let out a small laugh You see sir you only think you're marrying this lovely woman. I'm going to give you just a small taste of what will happen if you ever show your face around her again with that Joren took the knife and stabbed Erin in the gun wound and began digging it around wanting the cause the man ultimate pain. After a few seconds of digging the knife around in Erin's gunshot wound he reached down with his bare hand pulling the bullet from the man's leg Next time I'll put a bullet right between your eyes mother fucker. As for Isabella she's going to walk over to her horse she's going to get on her horse and ride off with me. And I swear on the grave of my deceased sister if I ever see either one of your faces again....Well let's just say if I see either of your faces again you wont like the consequences. Izzy shall we be on our way he asked standing up holding his arm out for her to take if she truthfully wished to.