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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 19:35:07 GMT
This whole situation was leaving me depressed. So depressed in fact, that I don't even care I just started to walk down Knockturn Alley. Even though most people I know would consider this suicidal, at least for me.. I could guarantee that it was mainly just apathy. I just didn't care that much right now and I figured why not? If I didn't bother anyone I think I'd be fine. I had my wand anyway.
I didn't much see any appeal of walking down here though.. I put my hands in my pockets, just double checking to make sure my wand was there, relieved slightly when it wasn't gone. I sighed and looked around a bit, deciding that I was a bit too cold and seeing a bar coming up on my right hand side, decided to just go inside there to warm up. It probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, but I wasn't really thinking.. nor did I care much at the moment anyway.
I think I got a few stares of a couple people as I walked in, mainly because I do not fit in with this crowd. And walking over to the bar, ordered a firewhiskey and then just went and sat down at an empty table. I was an idiot to kiss Arden before and now I figured why not just keep it up? Maybe I'm trying to single handedly kill myself and that's why I was here today. Who knows.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 19:56:39 GMT
I'm in an awfully strange mood. I'm swinging round through several spectrums of feeling, none of which I'm particularly comfortable with, so I guess that's why I left to clear my head. I did the usual circuit of the streets near to Arden's house before deciding it wasn't quite satisfying for the mood I'm in today and head towards Knockturn Alley, because it's still my favourite haunt no matter what my frame of mind.
My frame of mind is refusing to settle, drifting lazily through various degrees of irritation directed both internally and externally, the usual jumble of apathy and boredom, a bit of concern for some reason...punctuated frequently with brief spells of triumph and relief. Interesting combination, of course, but very annoying because I keep catching myself frowning or smiling for no reason. Probably not a good idea in a place like this. Although I don't know what possible reason I have to be afraid or even wary. I bet I could take anyone who so chose to try me.
I pause after a moment, catching sight of someone who's familiar up ahead on the street. I didn't think that there would be any chance at all of running into someone like him here, but there we go. It must be a sign, or fate, or something. I didn't react right before, didn't make the message clear enough, didn't act in the right way to be taken seriously. I don't know...I was in a strange mood when I confronted him before, sort of like something had come unplugged and I wasn't quite sure of anything enough to do anything about it. So I think that maybe this is a sign to set things right.
So I pause, watching him for a few moments while I decide whether or not this would be a good idea, before deciding that actually...I don't care if it's a good idea or not, I'm going to do it anyway. I follow him after a brief hesitation as he disappears into the bar, conveniently placed for his safety maybe...so maybe this is a sign that I'm not meant to hurt him, because it's a little public. I suppose no one would care in a place like this.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 20:23:25 GMT
[my brain isn't working today]
I glanced around the bar after I sat down, making note not to stare at anybody becuase I didn't feel like getting cursed.. or whatever they would do to me. Who knows. I take a drink of my firewhiskey and sighed to myself looking down at the bottle. Now I had nothing to do but think.. which entirely wasn't too great right now. I didn't want to think and I was quite sick of it, honestly. I was almost certain that Arden was going to choose Logan over me.. which basically meant that I should just get over her now, because I knew that she loved him more. I just wish I could rewind, not kiss her and then I wouldn't even realize that I still loved her. Yeah, that would be the ideal thing to do right now. Instead of coming here, and being stupid. And possibly getting myself killed or something. So hopefully there will be none of that.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 20:35:14 GMT
(meh...mine neither. lol.)
I pause a moment when I first enter the bar, glancing around as if he's not going to stick out like a sore thumb so I'll have to search. Hm, yeah, there he is. Sticking out. I pause again, because now I'm not sure what to do. I'm sort of tempted to just...punch him or something, but I don't think I will do that. I have learnt something in the past few days, actually, and that is internal...emotional...whatever it is, but that kind of pain hurts more than being punched or hexed. So maybe I'll just gloat a bit first. I wasn't going to at first...well, at first as in weeks ago when she first decided she'd rather be with me, but things have changed since then. He's more of a rival now, competition or whatever, and I hate him now rather than just dislike. So it's different. So it's perfectly feasible for me to go and sit next to him and say pleasantly, "Hello Riley."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 20:44:29 GMT
[ go us! ]
I looked up and saw Logan walk into the bar. That's just wonderful. I should just get up and leave right now because I don't feel like dealing with him.. or talking to him very much at all. There's nothing we can talk about anyway. Unless he's planning to rub it in my face that Arden loves him more and that she's going to be choosing him over me. Which I will still, never, understand. Or maybe instead of just telling me all of these things, maybe he'll just hit me instead... or curse me.. who knows what he would do. So thinking all of that fairly quickly, I stop looking at him and just stare down at my drink, which is what I would rather be doing right now, not bothered. But too bad that doesn't last long and I end up hearing him pop up next to me, with a very pleasant voice. I didn't say anything right away looking up to him after a moment. "What do you want?" I asked with a small frown, pulling my eyes off of him.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 20:51:42 GMT
(we rock!)
I shrug, glancing down at the bar instead because I haven't quite decided what I want yet. Just to annoy him really, hate him, maybe hurt him. "Didn't think I'd be seeing you around here," I note, still lightly, still reasonably pleasant. I think...for now, I can be reasonably confident because at the moment, she's still chosen me over him and that doesn't look likely to change in the near future unless I do get arrested or killed.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 20:55:22 GMT
[[ heck yes! ]]
I shrugged slightly with a small frown. "Yeah, me either.. Kind of just ended up here." I said not bothering to look back up to him. Why did I have to run into him? Of all the places I went. I should have just kept walking or even better, not even come to Knockturn in the first place.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 21:03:27 GMT
I shake my head down at the bar, smiling briefly as if I'm amused. It is quite amusing...I don't know, I quite like knowing that I have what he doesn't, that logically he will always be the better choice, but right now I'm the one she chose anyway. "So...how are you?" I can ask this, of course, quite confident in the fact that it's probably 'not good'. I'm also sort of waiting on the time when he says something that aggravates me, because right now I'm in a good mood and he's not saying much at all.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 21:08:51 GMT
He asked me how I was, and I slightly wondered if he'd gone back to talk to Arden yet. Maybe he hadn't and he was just being pleasant? Okay, now that was stupid. I'm pretty sure that he wouldn't be being that nice to me and I was positive that he officially hated me. "How do you think?" I asked shaking my head faintly just assuming that he'd already went and talked to her.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 21:12:23 GMT
"I have a vague idea," I concede, "Call me a sadist and all, but I'd like to hear you say it." Good moods seem to often be irrevocably linked to immaturity with me, or maybe I'm just enjoying gloating far too much. Don't suppose it matters with way...whether this is immaturity or smugness.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 21:20:02 GMT
I looked up to him at what he was saying, obviously not amused by this. And now it was definitely obvious that he spoke to Arden, because if it was good then he wouldn't be trying to get an answer out of me. "Fuck off, Logan." I said taking my eyes off him again.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 21:27:10 GMT
I smile gratuitously, nodding briefly as if I enjoyed hearing that. Well...actually, it was sort of amusing. I've thought a couple of times that it might be funny to make him snap at me, and it was...sort of. I'd like to see how far I can push him though. If I can provoke him into violence, maybe. That way I can say it was defence, if this does turn nasty. "That still wasn't an answer. Understandable, I guess. Given your current predicament."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 21:31:50 GMT
I looked over to him again, not knowing how to reply to that, not really wanting to reply to it in the first place. "Yeah, so it'd be great if you'd just leave me alone." I said , staring back down at my bottle a couple moments later. But I was pretty sure he wanted an answer and was just going to bug me so I should just tell him anyway.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 21:34:25 GMT
"D'you know what else would be great?" I ask, raising an eyebrow, "If you didn't kiss other people's girlfriends." Hm, guess I'm not quite over that if that slipped out yet. I suppose it's not enough to have won overall, knowing that he did that. I suppose I'm still bitter about that.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 21:39:05 GMT
"Does it even matter?" I asked looking up to him again, shaking my head faintly, "She chose you anyway, right?" I asked , crossing my arms infront of my chest and leaning back in my chair. "But actually, he has a good point, but I'm not gonna say that.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 21:43:52 GMT
"Yes it bloody matters," I reply irritably, shaking my head. Then I smirk faintly, nodding slightly, "Yeah, she did choose me."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 21:50:02 GMT
"Look, I'm sorry, what else can I say?" I asked as I looked up at him, raising my voice faintly, but not much becuase I didn't really want to attract attention. ".. Figured." I mumbled a moment later, sure it was obvious that him saying that really bothered me. "Assumed she would anyway."
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 21:53:32 GMT
"You're not sorry," I snort, shaking my head. I'm sure he's not sorry, because I bet he would do it again. I bet he thinks it was worth it. Then I just smirk again, shrugging slightly because I like how much that seemed to bother him, "So...you're just a masochist then?" Only explanation I can think of. If assumed she'd pick me anyway, don't see why else he'd kiss her in the first place. Unless he was just trying to cause trouble. So I frown slightly at that thought, before shrugging it off.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 21:58:15 GMT
"Yes I am." I said back to him, shaking my head faintly back. Sorry that he chose you at least. I thought a moment later. I really couldn't care much less that I kissed her. I heard his second thought and shook my head at it. "I don't see how you came to that conclusion." I said, keeping my eyes on him now. "And no, I'm not."
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 19, 2009 22:00:28 GMT
I decide not to press it, but shake my head derisively so he knows I still don't agree. "You said you assumed she'd pick me, so what...? You kissed her anyway, even though you knew you'd just be second best? Sounds like masochism to me."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 19, 2009 22:03:59 GMT
That actually did make at least a bit of sense to an outsider in the situation, I'll give him that, but that did not mean I was a masochist. Or at least a voluntary one. "I wasn't thinking about that when I kissed her." I said shaking my head. And how she was acting didn't necessarily help me.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 20, 2009 11:47:35 GMT
I shake my head, murmuring under my breath, "Seems like you weren't thinking at all."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 20, 2009 14:40:49 GMT
"I think I actually was, for the first time in a while." I said shaking my head faintly. "Thought maybe she changed her mind."
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 20, 2009 14:43:51 GMT
I don't really know what to say to that. I'm fairly sure that at some point she will probably will change her mind, so that's probably the one thing I can't be overly smug about. So I just shrug slightly.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 20, 2009 14:55:34 GMT
Anyway, I wasn't even sure if knew our history. This times, yes, I was thinking when I kissed her. But the last time, when I was still married to Riyann, no, wasn't really thinking at all.. or the time before that.. not thinking. So really, he's nearly right with that not thinking part. He doesn't say anything and I honestly can't think of anything to add. "But like I said, I was wrong." I said eventually, instead of saying nothing.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 20, 2009 14:59:12 GMT
"Yes, you were," I reply. I think from my tone and my expression, it must be very clear that I enjoyed him saying that. Ah well, I'm hardly trying to be subtle or anything.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 20, 2009 15:01:59 GMT
That's obviously something that he wanted to hear. He just wanted to come over here and gloat and make me feel even worse. That's just great. I didn't know what to say here either, so I just stayed quiet.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 20, 2009 15:06:58 GMT
"So...you're just in here, moping, right?" I ask after a moment, shrugging. I have to wonder if he's hot blooded at all. I really wish he'd...I don't know, be a little bit pissed off or something. Apparently, I'm failing at being as irritating as I intended to be.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Jan 20, 2009 15:11:27 GMT
"Something like that, yeah." I said with a small nod and then shrug. I was getting fairly irritated by him, but more so when he first walked over than right now.
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Post by Logan Andrews on Jan 20, 2009 15:21:42 GMT
"Really productive," I shrug.
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