tell me the truth & nothing but the truth..bella g

[HAVEN MARGARET STOWE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i48.tinypic.com/4v3fjd.png);] I would lie & say that you're not on my mind... Haven sniffled as she used her sheers to remove the thorns off some roses. It wasn’t any of the floral scents or her business getting her down. No, Haven was still getting misty eyed because this time it was really done with Louis. There wasn’t even a chance of friendship between them. When he had come to dinner there had been a snowstorm so he ended up having to stay the night. The next morning some things had happened and they fought again. Hard. This time he didn’t want to relent on his position of them getting back together, that Clark wasn’t good for her and that they were meant for each other. He had even mentioned Clark cheating on her which angered her to the point that she told him it didn’t matter because her and Clark were going to have a baby. No, she didn’t say she was pregnant just that they were going to have a baby. That had been the final knife in Louis’s heart. When she heard that front door close she knew it was for good. Haven wasn’t pregnant but Clark was pushing the idea of having a family after they got married sometime this summer. No date was set but he seemed intent on having a “honeymoon baby” as they were called. Haven did want a family so she had pretty much agreed like she always did with Clark. Where was the woman she used to be? The woman she was when with Louis? It’s like there was a shell of the person Haven used to be. But now everything really was set in stone ad things were completely done with Louis. The trust was gone all around so she might as well just g through with her marriage to Clark. The thought now made her sick but there was no reason not to. No matter what anyone said, there was no proof that Clark was cheating though deep down she always felt like he was. Perhaps it was the part of her that was shutting off the world but she just didn’t care anymore. Why care when the one person you loved was someone you could never be with, even if you were single? ”Haven, there’s a woman here who wants to speak to you privately. Should I send her to your office?” Haven breathed in as she nodded, glad her back was to the door. ”Yes. Tell her I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Haven grabbed the two buckets of flowers and put them in the cooler. Next she took her gloves off before she cleaned her hands. Before she left the room she wiped at her eyes and redid her power cover up. She slipped the pressed powder compact into a front pocket before she left the room that she did all her work and went to her office. Haven wrapped on the dor before she made her way in. She stood by the side of her desk and smiled at the woman while she extended her hand. ”Hi I’m Haven Stowe. What can I do for you today?” She moved to settle in her office chair before she pulled forward to look the person in the eyes better. notes: gah! Some drama! - tags: bella - outfit: click!

[BELLA DONNA GRAVES]

Bella sighed and muttered to herself, wandering down the street, holding her coat close to her body. This was really not a conversation she wanted to be having, not now, not ever. But her conscience wouldn't allow her to live in peace knowing what she did. She felt guilty even though it really wasn't her fault. She hadn't known beforehand.

She smiled and waved to the familiar faces as she passed, knowing them from work or school. It was hard for her to go unnoticed, she had the face and body of someone who was often on the minds of others. She took a deep breath, pausing in front of the flower shop.

Well, here she was, ready to spill her guts. She bit her bottom lip and shifted from one foot to the other, really wanting to make a run for it but knowing better than that. She just had to put it all behind her. Forcing a smile on her face, she pushed open the door and wandered in, glad for the warmth of the shop. "Hello." She greeted a worker cheerfully. "May I speak with Haven if she's available?" The employee nodded and went to tell her before coming back for Bella. She thanked them and wandered into the office, holding a hand out to shake Haven's.

"Pleasure to see you Haven." She said softly, kindly, smiling pleasantly. No reason to piss the woman off before she could even say her peace. "I.. uh... have a few important things to discuss with you on a... personal matter and before I go any further I just want you to know that I'm really sorry and if I had known I wouldn't have participated..." Not that that would have stopped him from trying with someone else but.. it would have at least made her feel better.

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[HAVEN MARGARET STOWE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i48.tinypic.com/4v3fjd.png);] I would lie & say that you're not on my mind... Haven’s brow furrowed as she watch this woman go off into a mini tangent. What was she talking about? Participant in what? Haven’s mouth opened slight in confusion before it closed again. ”Ok hold up. I’m sorry but first off who are you? And second what the hell are you talking about?” Haven was pretty sure she had never met her before though she had an air of familiarity around her. It was a small town and one had a tendency to recognize people easily so that must be it. Haven had a sudden feeling and panic fill her all at once. She recognized the look in the girl’s eyes. It was the one Haven had carried around for days after her lapse of judgment with Louis. But haven wasn’t jumping to conclusions yet. No, she was just paranoid because three important people in her life had told her tat her fiancée was cheating on her. That’s the only reason her mind went there. That just wasn’t true though. It couldn’t be. Why would Clark cheat on her? And if he was then Haven was a fool because she let the best thing in her life go just a few days prior. It felt like her heart was breaking all over again. Haven just couldn’t take it anymore. All the hurt was getting to be too much and this woman hadn’t even explained why she was here. notes: sorry it’s so short - tags: bella - outfit: click!

[BELLA DONNA GRAVES]

Bella sighed and shook her head, feeling stupid. She knew she had to speak slower and explain herself but honestly, she was scared out of her mind. She hated being that stereotypical slutty bitch but it felt like that was curse, to forever be stuck in that generalization. Taking a deep breath, she shuffled slightly where she stood, gathering her thoughts together before speaking.

"I believe I slept with your fiance. And so you don't try to rationalize anything because I can see you're already getting upset, yes I did have sex with him. He flirted with me at my job, I'm a bartender. He was still hanging around when I got off my shift. We had a few drinks, we got a hotel, we had sex... a few times." She bit her bottom lip, hoping she wasn't sounding terrible. She was already feeling horrible about the situation. "I didn't know he was engaged... I only found out through my friend who tells me he was contracted to do the photos at your wedding... I immediately rushed over here to tell you because... I feel horrible and for an even more selfish reason... I think he's a jackass and you shouldn't marry him..."

It really wasn't her place to tell Haven what to do but if she was in her shoes... she wouldn't go through it and Haven seemed like a nice lady and deserved better. "I know this is the last thing you want to hear, especially since he cheated on you with me... but I feel like it would be better if you did hear it." Bella might've been scared to tell Haven, but it was only because she was afraid to get stuff thrown at her. Otherwise, Bella was not a coward. She would not be too scared to confront the enraged fiance and hoped she never would have to do something like this. She had half a mind to go find the bastard and kick him square in the junk.

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[HAVEN MARGARET STOWE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i48.tinypic.com/4v3fjd.png);] I would lie & say that you're not on my mind... Haven leaned back in her chair. Her hands gripped the arms of it as her eyes got a little hazy. She really didn’t know what to think about what she was saying. What she didn’t feel-hurt. Or sadness. But that’s why she had gotten in a relationship with Clark, right? So if he did something that could potentially hurt her it wouldn’t. and, well, it wasn’t. she was angry though. Angry that she had been a fool and let yet another person use her. And the only hurt she felt was thinking about Louis. He had walked out of her life again, vowing to never return and there was nothing she could do. She couldn’t very well go plead for him to take her back. That would make her foolish and she doubt he would. No, he probably would forgive her and take her back but Haven wasn’t sure she deserved it. Plus the whole trust issues... This whole situation was seriously messed up. Tears sprang to her eyes. They were hot and angry but not at this woman. Haven believed she had no clue he was engaged. And the tears of sadness were over losing Louis all over again. The emotions overwhelmed her and she started to…laugh. Yes, laugh. Tears fell out of her eyes as she set her arms on the desk and buried her head in them. She was laughing and crying all at once. Seriously this was messed up! How did Haven ever get here? To the point where her fiancée was cheating on her and the love of her life wouldn’t speak to her? And the fact that the two men were not one in the same only made it even more messed up. Her body shook as the laughter overtook her but it slowly began to die down. Haven sat up and wiped at her face. ”Oh I’m sorry it’s just...this is seriously fucked up.” haven laughed a little again as she ran her hand through her hair. ”you’re not the first person to tell me he’s been cheating but none of them have proof. And now I do and I’m a f*cking iidiot. God, really I am. For so many more reasons then just this. I just should’ve known. Karma is such a f*cking bitch. I basically toy with the emotions of the love of my life and my fiancée cheats on me. Really, karma is a bitch.” haven realized how tense the woman looked. She herself stood up and went to place gentle hands on her arms and squeezed. ”if you really didn’t know then I’m not mad. Though maybe you shouldn’t just go home with random men anymore.” haven’s tone was one of jesting as her face lit up with a brilliant idea. ”do you want to take a picture with me on my phone? I think I’ll send it to clark.” notes: gah! Some drama! - tags: bella - outfit: click!

[BELLA DONNA GRAVES]

Bella watched the women crumple in front of her, not sure what to do to ease the situation anymore. She bit her bottom lip and shifted slightly in place, not entirely sure what to say. The awkwardness settled around her and ran a hand through her hair. Bella felt terrible for putting this woman through such a tough time. Sure, Bella really didn't know her but that didn't mean she wanted to ruin her life or anything.

She was glad to know she was slowly coming to terms with the situation and was even more excited to see that she wasn't really mad at her. Not getting slapped was a nice touch. "Please don't beat yourself up or anything. This isn't karma, that man is a douche and I really wished I had known so I could've broken his dick but..." She bit her bottom lip not sure if she was going too far. "Listen, there is better out there for you and he'll get his."

Bella couldn't help but smile softly as the woman reassured her this wasn't her fault. She knew it wasn't but other women weren't always aware of the truth when upset over a man. Men, they were terrible. Sometimes Bella wished she could just sleep with women, it would totally be easier.

Her eyes widened slightly and she couldn't help but snort as Haven mentioned taking a picture. That would surely be amusing and wished she could see his face when he recieved the picture. "Well of course! That's perfect way to tell him he's an asshole and needs to keep it in his pants." She rubbed the back of her head nervously though, knowing she needed to keep it in her own pants too but... she just loved sex too much, it was like an addiction, she couldn't help it. Didn't really help much that many, many guys wouldn't argue with her if she asked them for it.

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