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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 13, 2009 16:08:03 GMT
I sigh a little, now feeling like how James does when I tell him I'm taking him to Honeydukes for the afternoon. "Alright..." I say after a few seconds as I turn unto my back again. "Night Fitzy. If you wake up and I'm on your side of the bed it wasn't my idea okay?" I say to him with a faint laugh. I always moved in my sleep ever since I was a little kid.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 2:32:42 GMT
"Sure it wasn't...." I raise my eyebrows amusedly, then shrug. "Whatever you say."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 3:47:18 GMT
I smile a little bit more at him before closing my eyes and falling asleep after a few moments.
-- Yay for Fast Forwarding --
Ouch, why I am I sore... nevermind. Fucking Andrews...
I lean up slightly, wincing in the process before noticing that I had my arm draped over Fitzy's chest and my head was near his shoulder. I never could stay in one spot for long in my sleep, I lean by head back down onto the corner of his pillow before watching his chest move up and down a little. "Hey you. Wake up, it's morning."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 4:11:37 GMT
If I hadn't been so tired to begin with, I doubt I ever could have fallen asleep. It's just too weird.
But eventually I did, I guess, because the next thing I know I'm being startled awake, looking at Shelby in alarm before my brain catches up and I remember why she's there.
"Ah. Right," I nod, sitting up and trying to act like I didn't just have a miniature heart attack. "I guess it is morning."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 4:15:07 GMT
I nod faintly before laughing a bit. "Forget I was here I guess?" I ask before sitting up slowly as well. In the process I mutter a few choice words and glance over at him. "So um. Last night or earlier you mentioned something about you think you might know what love is and you might tell me when you could be logical." I say softly as I feel my curls fall all around as I tilted my head onto my shoulder.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 4:17:42 GMT
"... And you naturally assume that I will be at my most logical and coherent immediately after I wake up," I nod, then give her an odd look. "How long have you been awake then, if you've had time to remember that? And... how are you, anyway?" I add, noting how she seems to be in at least mild pain.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 4:22:52 GMT
"Why not? I have to be because of my busy schedule everyday." I shrug before frowning a bit. "Maybe fifteen minutes or so. I think I'm okay, but my leg, arm and a few marks on my face are extremely sore still. My temple area is the worse though. Feels like I have a slight migraine but worse."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 4:35:16 GMT
"Hm...." I grimace slightly at the list, ironing my face for a moment. "And you still don't think I should kill him?"
I'm ignoring/forgetting the other half of our conversation for the moment. Call me slow, but I can't usually keep up with two different subjects at once... and I'd rather leave that one for later.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 4:37:40 GMT
"I would like that idea if it meant there was no way that you could be harmed in this process." I say with a nod before sighing a bit seeing he was avoiding the previous subject. I glance down at my injured arm before biting the side of my lip. "I'm fine. I've had worse." I mumble faintly letting my eyes look up at him for a spilt second.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 4:57:22 GMT
"True," I shrug in agreement with her first statement. "So maybe I'd just turn him in then, which would arguably be worse anyway...." I grimace slightly. "But I'm not that pissed at Arden yet. So... just don't do it again." I eye her arm when she does.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 4:59:19 GMT
"Oh of course I won't. I purposely wandered to Knockturn and begged him to torture me Fitzy." I mutter with a slight bitter tone thrown into it. Right after this though, I sigh and lay back down onto the bed, feeling my curls flatten underneath me. "Do we have to get out of bed today? I'd much rather just stay here."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 5:02:43 GMT
"Sorry," I mutter, grimacing again. "but I didn't mean it like that."
I eye her semi-warily. "and I think I would rather get up, actually. No offense. You can stay there if you like."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 5:05:12 GMT
I sigh and wave my hand at him a bit, almost as a way to say it doesn't matter.
I look over at him and frown. "Why? It would be fun." I say giving him a sarcastic wink before laughing. "Hey you forgot to explain what you meant about you might knowing what love is. Don't think I'm forgetting that."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 5:12:06 GMT
"Don't think I am either," I retort, shaking my head. "I... just think I'll get dressed first. And go check on Melody." And organize my thoughts.... I add, heading to the dresser to grab some clothes. "And then I'll get back to you."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 5:14:02 GMT
I roll my eyes slightly, watching him move over to the dresser as I nod to the rest of what he was saying. "Okay then."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 5:22:14 GMT
I nod, not bothering to reply as I finish dressing and head to Melody's room, because now I have to think. Because now I have to bloody say something.
Basically what I meant though was that I think I figured out I love my daughter, if telling Lacey that she can't just have her back just like that is any indication. Whether or not I love Shelby though, I still have no idea, and I kind of have the feeling she might want an answer about that.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 5:25:56 GMT
I pull myself back up to lean against the headboard before glancing up at the ceiling. I don't think I could really tolerate living here now that I have these few moments to think about it. It's a random thought but who said I wasn't random.
I sigh a little, as I close my eyes before sliding back down onto the bed before rolling over carefully, so now I was laying with my head at the opposite end of the bed and staring at the ceiling.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 5:34:06 GMT
Now that I'm out of the room, even though Mell is sleeping perfectly soundly so I don't really have an excuse, I realize I don't much want to go back in there. It's weird, awkward, having her here. I've never been the sort of person who can even imagine having another person around on a regular basis, living or sleeping here.
Other than Lacey.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 5:36:03 GMT
Glancing up slightly, I heard a faint thought run through my mind. "That's great. He loves Lacey." I sigh before rolling over again and getting up slowly. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea to get out of bed. I walk over to the doorway and frown at him slightly. "You don't love me do you?"
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 5:45:18 GMT
You can't very well avoid her forever, I'm in the middle of arguing with myself, heading back to my room when all of a sudden she's there, surprising me.
"Ah... I don't know," I say without thinking, than shake my head. "I mean... well, I don't know, but I care about you. What the hell is the difference?"
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 5:48:35 GMT
I frown a little before walking all the way over to him this time and take his hands and wrap them around my waist. "I'll show you." I say softly with a sincere tone before standing on my tip toes and kissing him lightly but it still was passionate, as if you were in love like I am with him.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 5:57:12 GMT
I'm wary already before she kisses me, kind of suspecting she might, but it still takes me a little by surprise before I kiss her back, moving my hands further up her back.
... But it still doesn't help to make things any clearer... unless the lck of clarity is answer in itself.
If you ask, "Do I trust you?" and the answer is, "Maybe," then clearly the answer is no.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 6:00:57 GMT
Hearing his thoughts, it confuses me a little. Wondering if he meant if he doesn't trust me then he doesn't love me. I moan faintly before breaking the kiss but lean into him, already getting sore of standing on my legs. "So did you mean if you don't trust me then you don't love me?" I ask softly, but a little shaky in sound.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 6:05:57 GMT
"Not... exactly," I shrug, kind of glad it's so easy not to have to meet her eyes or anything. "But... love, I guess, is kind of like faith or trust, right? If the answer is maybe it's really a no?" I really hope she gets what I'm saying at this point, because if not... I don't know.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 6:09:24 GMT
I look up at him and notice he's not looking at me. This really isn't a good time for me to be a blonde and not understand what he's talking about for once. "Well it's based on trust and faith. So then your answer is no then..." I think for a second before letting go of him and walking over to the couch. So there's that familiar feeling of being punch in the stomach. I don't know what pain is honestly worse right now. Fitzy not being in love with me or Logan's torture from last night.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 15:51:40 GMT
Well, that wasn't entirely what I meant, but she did get the gist so I doubt there's any point now in arguing. Especially when she looks like I just hit her. I wince, not sure if I should just stay where I am or not. I think I'll stick with staying though.
"If... it's any help," I mutter, shrugging. "I would choose to, if I could, but I just don't."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 15:57:53 GMT
I laugh faintly to myself before glancing at him. "Why don't you? I don't understand what you exactly mean."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 14, 2009 16:09:45 GMT
"Well... I mean that there's no reason, really." I shrug slightly. "If it was logical, or something I could choose, then I probably would. But... well, I am new to this, so maybe I'm wrong, but it really isn't something you can choose, is it?"
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jan 14, 2009 16:13:00 GMT
"No reason to?" I ask before just shaking my head and giving up on this for the time being. No matter what I do doesn't seem enough. "I choose you. I told Jack that I loved you more and I still don't regret it. For some reason I still love you." I say before placing my face in my hands.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Jan 15, 2009 2:35:40 GMT
"No, no reason not to," I correct her. I wouldn't normally bother, I don't think, but I certainly don't want her thinking that I have no reason to love her. Not when she's just said... all that, and I don't have any other reply.
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