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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 1:33:36 GMT
"That's a relief." I laugh slightly, following him in. "I didn't bring anything to fight them with."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 1:36:43 GMT
I laughed a bit and nodded. "Yeah, me either." I smiled, walking in a bit more before shutting the door behind the two of us. ".. I didn't realise how much I left in here.." I added a moment later as I looked around. All the furniture and lots of knick knacks, mostly Riyann's things, but still. "I'm gonna take a look around.. see if there're any hobos." I smiled before starting off toward my room.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 1:40:17 GMT
"All right... yell if they attack you." I smile faintly, also looking around. I wonder when the last time I was here was? Somehow I can't seem to remember if all the weirdness with Riley started at his place or his parents'.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 1:52:50 GMT
"Will do." I said, giving a small salute toward her before going down the hallway to my room. I honestly, couldn't remember what I left, but I know I didn't take everything. Which, I had to say, I was sort of regretting, because the whole house smelled quite dusty and abandoned, and I wasn't going to be surprised if everything inside it did too.
I slightly wondered why I didn't just come back alone. Really, there wasn't much for me to do here.. and I didn't really need help with anything. But I guess it was nice to have Arden here. I couldn't exactly remember, but I want to say the last time we were here together, we were kissing in the kitchen.
I opened the door to our.. my.. room and walked inside, leaving the door open. I wiped my hand across the top of the dresser, removing a thick layer of dust with a couple fingers. I coughed a couple times and walking slightly more forward, felt something under my feet.
Looking down, I saw multiple pictures lying the floor. Wedding pictures. Destroyed wedding pictures, I might add. I crouched down on the floor, picking up a few pictures, barely believing what I was seeing. All of our pictures lying in a rather large pile, all of them with Riyann's face burned out of them. "Fuck.." I said to myself, picking up a couple more pictures. Why did she have to go and do this?
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 2:19:42 GMT
After a minute or two it strikes me that it's a little weird to just be standing here alone, when as far as I'm aware I came along to keep him company, so I head down the hall in the direction I think he went, looking around as I go. I feel like we're in some abandoned old place that no one's set foot in in years, rather than just a few months. And the impression doesn't change much when I see Riley crouching down beside a bunch of old pictures.
"What's that there?" I ask quietly, subdued by the weird mood and also by how upset he looks.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 2:28:19 GMT
I wasn't sure if this should be bothering me this much or not, but it really was bothering me. Especially because I had been thinking about maybe getting back with her. But after seeing this, I wasn't sure if it was a good idea, even more so than before. Then again, I guess I could see why she was mad, but she didn't have to destroy our wedding pictures. I didn't have copies of these. This was it.
I heard Arden come to the door and didn't saying anything for a few moments, before sitting down on the floor and leaning against the bed, still holding a few pictures.
".. Wedding pictures.." I said after a moment, glancing over to her.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 2:31:32 GMT
"... Oh." I half suck in a breath, realizing the state they're in and shaking my head. I don't know if I can empathize, exactly, but I can sympathize.
"You all right?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 2:35:34 GMT
I shrugged a little bit before shaking my head faintly, "I don't know really." I answered her, before letting out a small sigh, staring at the pictures. "She's burned her face out of all of them.." I looked up to her. "Not even my face. Hers." I said, shaking my head again, not understanding.
Even our picture from when I asked her to marry me was destroyed. ".. I don't even have copies of these."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 2:40:25 GMT
I bite my lip slightly, shaking my head again. Well, not that we needed any more evidence that she's unstable....
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 2:45:35 GMT
I sighed, and moved onto my knees, continuing to sit down and sift through the burnt photos. That was, until I found my favorite picture of us. One from quite a long time ago. I think we'd only been dating a couple months at the time it was taken.
It too, destroyed. "I can't believe she did this to all our pictures." I said shaking my head, starting to gather all the photos of the floor, until I had them in stack in my hands. I moved again and sat at the foot of my bed.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 2:53:58 GMT
I shake my head again, not sure what to say, and sit on the edge of the bed next to him.
"She didn't do it to all of them, did she? I mean, even her and the girls or just you two?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 3:00:47 GMT
"Most of them.." I said quietly with a small shrug. "I had a few pictures, so she didn't get all of them.. but the ones she could find." I shrugged again, looking over to her again after she sat down next to me.
"Am I right to be upset about this?" I asked looking over here. Probably a stupid question, but I mean, it was over, we weren't married, or together, so it shouldn't matter right?
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 3:05:58 GMT
"From my perspective, yeah, I think that you have every right to be upset." I shrug slightly. "I mean... that's pieces of your past, really."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 3:10:17 GMT
I nodded faintly at what she was saying. "Yeah.. Actually times when we were happy too." I frowned down at the pictures. "This was my favorite one.." I commented, holding up a picture of a seventeen or eighteen year old version of myself, with a large burn mark next to my face.
I sighed again, shaking my head.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 3:13:26 GMT
I bite my lip again, unable to think of anything to do except reach for his hand.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 3:16:35 GMT
I glanced over to her again when she reached for my hand and turned my hand a bit, holding her hand slightly. ".. What am I supposed to do with these?" I asked shaking my head faintly. ".. Just.. throw them out?"
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 3:24:01 GMT
"I... don't know." I shake my head. "Do you think there's any chance you can... repair them, somehow?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 3:27:35 GMT
I shrugged, feeling completely clueless how I would be able to do that. "I um.. I don't know.. Probably not unless she did it with her wand.. and judging by the matches on the floor.." I shrugged again and shook my head. "I don' t know.." I don't think I felt right throwing them out though.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 3:30:51 GMT
I shake my head again, at a loss, and finally shrug. "I suppose just... put them in a box or something then. It doesn't seem right to just throw them all away."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 3:37:01 GMT
I nodded faintly, taking in another deep breath before letting it out. "Yeah.. I didn't think it did either.." I commented, looking from the pictures to her again. I bit my lip for a moment and set down the pictures next to me before moving slightly closer to Arden, leaning my head on her shoulder slightly before hugging her.
I don't know if she specially wanted me to do that at the moment, but I didn't really want to ask her for one either. Not to mention, I sort of wanted to kiss her and I don't think she would want that, so the hug was sort of replacing it.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 3:42:44 GMT
I hug him back briefly, biting my lip again so that I don't do anything as crazy as cry. This is not an ideal situation, really, given our history and the fact that we're both hurting right now. But I'm not exactly going to just push him away.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 3:47:50 GMT
So turns out that this really wasn't helping the situation, because now that I was hugging her, I just wanted to kiss her more. So I pulled away a bit, letting go of her hand as well, unsure of what to do with myself now that I did those things. "This is just making want to kiss you.." I said quietly to her before shaking my head faintly, and grabbing the pictures again, seeing if maybe they could take my mind off of it.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 3:54:58 GMT
"Sorry," I say quietly, shaking my head and edging away from him a bit. To be honest, it's kind of having the same affect on me, even though I know it shouldn't. And it's only faintly anyway.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 3:58:36 GMT
I shook my head. "It's not your fault." I said glancing to her for a second, seeing her edge away from me a bit. ".. Getting better at this though, right?" I asked with a faint chuckle, meaning as the fact that I didn't kiss her and instead just pulled away from her.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 4:02:06 GMT
"I guess so...." I laugh slightly, not much humor in it. To be honest I'm not entirely sure what he means, but I still think my reply probably fits.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 4:06:29 GMT
I smiled faintly for a couple seconds and nodded, "Haven't kissed you, so yeah, I think so." I said before letting out another sigh. And I still really wanted to kiss her. But I knew she would not want me to do that, so despite thinking about for a brief second, I stood up and walked over to the closet with the pictures.
Crouching infront of it, I grabbed a shoe box, taking the shoes out of it and placing the pictures inside. Then, standing up again, I went back over to the bed and sat down again.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 4:13:36 GMT
"Well, that's progress," I agree after a moment, under my breath, before drawing my legs up to hug my knees to my chest.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 4:17:49 GMT
I nodded faintly, still not really having the feeling go away. ".. You're sure you don't want to?" I asked a few moments later, wishing that I hadn't said that shortly after hearing it come out of my mouth. Of course she was sure. And now I just felt like an insensitive idiot.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 2, 2009 4:19:46 GMT
I look up quickly at that, shaking my head. "Riley, don't. Honestly, I don't even know and I don't want to do that to you again."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 2, 2009 4:26:47 GMT
I shook my head a bit to myself, "I'm sorry. I don't... didn't, want to say that." I said looking for to her for a couple seconds.
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