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Date Posted: 00:55:31 04/10/04 Sat
Author: Mia
Subject: So young and naive to believe that with me
You're a changed man.

She was waiting for Ty to pick Wes up on the swing, watching Wes playing in the sand carefully, her long dark hair straightened, covering the worst of the bruising to her face. The results of a relationship gone bad. She checks her watch, she was a little early but it was a nice day and Wes had wanted to come play.

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He came up - a few moments late as always, his usual cocky swagger in place. "Hey buddy." He smiled at his son, picking him up as the boy ran to him. (NT) -- Tyrell, 01:01:13 04/10/04 Sat
She smiled a touch, pushing herself on the swing idly as she watched them, it was good to see... (NT) -- Mia, 01:03:43 04/10/04 Sat
He looked up, his eyes moving over the mother of his child. "hey Mia..." (NT) -- Tyrell, 01:06:01 04/10/04 Sat
She offers a familiar smirk, dressed down in faded superlows, a bright pink tank hugging her curvy toned form, watching him approach, her tone light "Hey yourself" (NT) -- Mia, 01:08:51 04/10/04 Sat
"How's it going?" He toko care of them, as far as money, and things like that went... (NT) -- Ty, 01:14:55 04/10/04 Sat
>> -- Mia, 01:22:36 04/10/04 Sat
- He frowned lightly, shifting the toddler on his hip. "Oh? What's wrong with him?" (NT) -- Ty, 04:01:53 04/10/04 Sat
She tips her head a touch watching their son "He has an ear infection.... was up all night a couple nights ago but hes getting better" (NT) -- Mia, 04:06:35 04/10/04 Sat
He looked down at the boy who looked so much like him, brushing back curls idely. "Poor kid." (NT) -- Tyreall, 04:07:31 04/10/04 Sat
She stands from the swing slowly and carries his bag over, handing it to him, not meeting his gaze. (NT) -- Mia, 04:10:30 04/10/04 Sat
His hand reached up, to dark fingers catching her chin and tilting it up to the light. "Mia..." (NT) -- Tyrell, 04:23:08 04/10/04 Sat
She winces a little as he catches her beaten face, brow furrowing softly as she lifts her gaze to him "Ty..." (NT) -- Mia, 04:26:40 04/10/04 Sat
He shook his head, fist tightening after he set down the toddler once again. "What happened?" (NT) -- Tyrell, 04:27:18 04/10/04 Sat
She shook her head a touch and folded her arms over her stomach "Don't worry" (NT) -- Mia, 04:30:56 04/10/04 Sat
He frowned, his hands sliding down her arms to wrap around her biceps and bring her gaze to his. "What happened?" (NT) -- Tyerll, 04:32:18 04/10/04 Sat
She swallows softly and glanced to him, frowning a touch "He read the texts on my phone and thought me and you were still hooking up..." (NT) -- Mia, 04:34:37 04/10/04 Sat
He growled, his hands dropping. "Bastard...I'll kill him." (NT) -- Tyrell, 04:36:02 04/10/04 Sat
She frowns a touch and shakes his head "Ty don't... " She wouldn't like to see a fight between Ty and Tamir- she couldn't garentee Ty would come out standing "Can you keep Wes a couple of night... I don't want him there if he comes back" (NT) -- Mia, 04:40:12 04/10/04 Sat
"You don't need to be there if he comes back." Ty could hold his own in a fist fight, but he was more apt to just pull out a nine from his waist. (NT) -- Tyrell, 04:43:34 04/10/04 Sat
She shrugs, watching Wes as he played "I can handle myself" (NT) -- Mia, 04:46:19 04/10/04 Sat
He cocked a brow. "By the looks of it, he handled you." (NT) -- Ty, 04:48:15 04/10/04 Sat
She set her jaw a little, glancing down as she swallowed lightly, glancing back up to him, clearly scared- not a usual sight. (NT) -- Mia, 04:50:31 04/10/04 Sat
He frowned, his arms going around her slowly. "Why don't you both stay with me for a couple of nights?" (NT) -- Ty, 04:52:48 04/10/04 Sat
She slips her hands in her back pockets and shrugs a touch before nodding slightly, a feint smile tugging at her lips "If we get in your way just let me know and we'll go..." (NT) -- Mia, 12:21:16 04/10/04 Sat