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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 3:33:02 GMT
I've come to the conclusion that I don't spend enough time with my kids. I don't really know how I didn't realize it before, but it was true. If I wasn't at work, I was dropping them off at my parent's house.. if not there, then at a babysitters. And really, it was the last thing that I wanted. I wanted to spend more time with them, but I guess I did spend some time, but not nearly enough lately. I've been too preoccupied with just taking all my free time and spending it by myself in random places.. thinking.
I didn't want to disappear out of their lives, but maybe it was happening and I just hadn't noticed how quickly it was progressing.
Even though I knew I shouldn't have dropped them off at my parents... I did, and then I came here. The Leaky Cauldron. I wasn't even really positive how I ended up here, but when I found myself infront of the door, I went inside and took a seat a table, sitting there for a while before ordering a firewhiskey.. something else I probably shouldn't have done.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 3:56:51 GMT
If anybody asks me why I'm here, I'll have to come up with something clever awful fast to cover the fact I don't know. Of course, no one is actually like to ask, so I don't see why I need to be prepared. I'm the only person I can think of who cares why I'm here.
Which brings me right back to the all-elusive question: why in the hell am I here?
I've never really been a big fan of bars... particularly this bar, where I murdered my sister. It's really not something that I like to be reminded of, but here I am anyway.
Maybe it's the fact that Lacey told me this morning, casually, that I'm still a heartless prick just like I've always been and she's really not interested in any sort of relationship with me.
Where the hell that came from, I don't know, but I do have to laugh to myself at the thought that that's why I'm here. Even if it's true, it's still amusing.
I've never been one to drown my sorrows in alcohol, however, mostly because I don't have them, so it almost feels like... getting dragged to church at Christmas by some distant relatives who don't realize or care that you're an atheist. A meaningless, dutiful ritual that's supposed to have some meaning but doesn't.
I shrug slightly, ordering a firewhiskey and glancing around. I still don't know why I'm here.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 4:16:35 GMT
I sighed and thanked the girl who brought over my firewhiskey. I didn't really want to think about everything right now. Nothing was really good. I mean, no one wanted me.. I should probably be with my kids right now.. and I've completely messed things up with Arden, probably in more than one way, I really wasn't positive. I didn't know what I could think about that wasn't those few things.
I took a drink from the bottle and looked around the leaky cauldron. I spotted Fitzy and for a short moment wondered if I should go over and talk to him. Part of me was thinking I should just leave him alone and another part was thinking that maybe talking to him would distract me from everything else.
I bit my lip for a second and after a few more moments, stood up and walked over to him. "Hey Fitzy." I vaguely wondered if Arden had told him anything about what happened between us, but I hope that she hadn't.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 4:35:42 GMT
It's a bit of a surprise to hear my name in here... or anywhere, really, so I hope I can be excused from starting a little before I turn toward the voice with an eyebrow raised. Ah, Riley. Right.
I nod back in acknowledgment, then frown slightly, retreating back into my head.
Riley reminds me of Arden, and Arden... is an idiot. One week she's wandering around all mopey and bitter, and the next she's... still broody, but claims that she's much happier now and for the love of all that's holy don't be an idiot about it but Logan came back.
It took most of my willpower not to curse or slam a fist against a wall, and I can't try and claim that I'm happy for her or anything... but, I am trying. And I won't stop speaking to her or threaten to turn him in anymore.
But anyway....
"So what brings you here?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 4:40:21 GMT
I nodded slightly back to him. I should've just stayed where I was... we never have anything to talk about.. and today is probably no different.
I paused at his question and sighed slightly, giving a shrug. ".. I honestly don't know.. Just sort of, ended up here." I said before taking another drink of my firewhiskey. ".. I gotta stop doing that.." I commented quitely to myself.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 4:46:20 GMT
"Huh...." I half-laugh, but stop myself before I add 'same here.' "Maybe you should, at that. Probably isn't too healthy if your subconscious is taking you places you don't intend to go."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 4:47:54 GMT
I nodded a bit, "Yeah." I said with a faint sort of laugh back to him. "You've probably got a point there.." I paused again, shrugging and taking another drink. ".. What about you?"
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 4:50:54 GMT
"You mean what am I doing here?" I laugh slightly without much humor. "It's the year and a half anniversary of the day I murdered Trisha here," I shrug, pretty sure it isn't but in that sort of mood where I feel like antagonizing people.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 4:56:24 GMT
I nodded at his question, but when he gave the answer, I sort of wish I hadn't asked. Which was why after he replied, I was pretty sure I paused for a bit too long. I knew about Trisha, but for some reason, I didn't remember that it happened here.
"So, what then?" I asked a moment later, "Are you celebrating or something?" I asked, probably not in the nicest way as I looked over to him. That was really sick if he was.. and I didn't think I really wanted to know.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 4:58:42 GMT
I snort faintly, shaking my head. "Hardly." This calls for a pause, during which I take my first drink of firewhiskey. "Honestly, I really don't know why I'm here either, especially considering that."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 5:01:27 GMT
I guess I feel a bit better about him after he says that. Cos if he actually agreed with celebrating, I think I would've hit him.. or cursed him.. or something. More than likely hit him first though. I was glad that I didn't have to.
I nodded slightly, "Yeah, that's understandable." It sort of made sense he was here though.. Just because his subconscious was reminding him about what he did.. or something like that. I wasn't really positive. But it sort of made sense.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 5:09:02 GMT
I nod again, then shrug. "I never enjoyed that kind of thing, you know, unlike some."
And I don't know why the hell I just told him that. We're not exactly friends, and never have been, so it's a little bit weird to be sitting here like this in the sort of strange, confessional mood I'm uin now, with the reminder of the worst I ever did hanging around so close by.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 5:12:30 GMT
"Could've fooled me." I said back to him, taking another drink from my bottle. Then I realize that probably wasn't the nicest thing to be saying and he was actually being pleasant to me. So I should probably return the favor.
".. Sorry.. That's good to know, I guess.." I said with a slight nod.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 14:18:11 GMT
I laugh again the same way as before, shaking my head. "No offense taken. Not like you've had any reason to think better of me."
There was the whole situation with Arden, of course, where I actually told him I killed his best friend. And then I betrayed his girlfriend/fiance... whatever she was at that point... forcing her to go into hiding... or something. I'm a little bit fuzzy on the details.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 14:48:47 GMT
I consider what he's said and then shrug slightly, "Guess you've got a point." I said after a couple moments. I didn't really have much of a reason.. still doesn't mean I can't be somewhat pleasant though. I usually am, so I don't know why today's any different.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 14:51:00 GMT
"Generally do," I shrug, taking another sip of my drink.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 15:03:22 GMT
Even though they're really not too much alike for being related to eachother, for some reason, I'm briefly reminded of Arden at his answer. I wasn't positive, but I was pretty sure that she's usually answering that way when I say that. Then again, most people probably would anyway. I nodded a bit, taking another drink.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 15:08:27 GMT
((Can't be bothered...  )) He doesn't reply, and I'm not so starved for conversation that I care to initiate any more of it, so I just shrug again. |
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 15:21:12 GMT
[[ Lol.. alright... ]] I let the silence sit for a few moments before trying to decide if it was bothering me or not. I don't really think that it was, actually. Which I found strange, so I did sort of want something to talk about. I shook my head faintly after a few moments. ".. Sorry," I said for some reason apologizing for not speaking, "You just reminded me of Arden.. sort of caught me off guard." |
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 8, 2009 15:34:42 GMT
"Hm...." I raise my eyebrows briefly. "Funny how often people say that... usually when one of us is being antisocial or neurotic." I laugh slightly.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 8, 2009 21:05:42 GMT
I shrugged a little bit with a faint laugh at what he's said. "This time it was actually just how you replied a bit ago." I said shaking my head faintly with a faint smile
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 9, 2009 1:55:04 GMT
"You would know better than I would." I shrug slightly, not aware that it was a particularly Arden-like thing to say.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 9, 2009 1:58:19 GMT
I shrugged a little bit. "Has she gone to see you, by the way?" I asked a moment later, looking over to him.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 9, 2009 2:29:57 GMT
"Who, Arden?" I ask, then nod before he can reply. "Twice, in the past two weeks. First to ask if I'd please stop being an idiot because she and Logan were over and she wanted to see Melody... and then to ask if I'd please not be an idiot but he came back." I shake my head. "You?"
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Post by Riley Pearon on Mar 9, 2009 2:37:00 GMT
"Yeah, saw her a couple times." I said, not really wanting to think about it. I nodded faintly and looked over to him again, "Wait, he went back?" I asked, being completely distracted by everything else he had said, just noticing he's said that.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 9, 2009 2:44:08 GMT
"So you haven't seen her recently then," I say a little dryly, raising my eyebrows and then shrugging. "She didn't really go into detail about it beyond making me promise not to kill anything... but yeah, seems like they're back together."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 9, 2009 2:46:57 GMT
"I didn't think it was too long ago." I said shaking my head a bit, feeling sort of surprised. I paused for a few moments. "... I guess, um.. At least she'll be happy." I commented eventually. "I just guess I won't be seeing her anytime soon."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 9, 2009 2:53:22 GMT
I scoff at the idea she'll be happy, but don't actually say anything to dispute it. "Is she not allowed to see you when she's with him?" I ask cautiously, raising my eyebrows again.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 9, 2009 2:57:02 GMT
"I don't think she's.. forbidden or anything.." I shrugged faintly, "But things were said the last time he saw us together.. and since I don't want to die and I want Arden in one piece. It's probably best Logan doesn't know if I see her." I explained, wondering if that made any sense.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 9, 2009 3:05:27 GMT
My jaw tightens slightly and I clench my fist again, wondering briefly/vaguely if I'll run out of self-control anytime soon. The 'Arden in one piece' thing is what gets to me. I don't really care id Logan has homicidal tendencies toward others; it's expected. But something like that is just... not allowed.
"Sounds pretty close to forbidden to me," I mutter darkly.
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