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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 0:35:25 GMT
I nodded a bit, catching her expression as I was moving the bottle in front of me. Before I could ask her what it was for though, she asked the question. I shrugged slightly a moment after she said it, "This would be my fourth." I said with a faint nod, taking a quick glance over to her.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 0:38:28 GMT
To be honest, I have no idea if that's a lot or not... but I think I can be disapproving anyway.
"And why in the hell are you drinking in the first place?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 0:42:43 GMT
I shrugged again. I felt very caught right now. Sort of like I was caught by my mum or something and she was scolding me and saying that she was really disappointed in me.
I shrugged again. ".. I dunno." I said quietly, biting my lip faintly for a second and frowning a bit toward the bar top. "Just sort of depressed.. or something."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 0:46:39 GMT
"There's a good reason," I say quietly, then shake my head and hold out my hand for the bottle. "Riley, don't. If you're depressed then find some other way to deal with it."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 0:52:40 GMT
I frown slightly looking over to her again, seeing her hand held out waiting for me to give her the bottle. I looked at the bottle one more time and thought about just saying no. But she was probably right and I probably shouldn't drink.
So I sighed and picking up the bottle handed it over to her. "It's not like it matters though.." At least that's what I was thinking now. No one cared about me.. or wanted me.. probably not even my kids.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 0:55:22 GMT
"Oh? And why is that?" I ask, a lot more sympathetic now that it really does seem like he's depressed.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 1:03:44 GMT
I shook my head slightly, not positive I really wanted to say. I wish I had something in my hands though, not really sure what to do with myself now that she had my bottle. So I reached for an empty bottle in front of me.
"No one wants me.. or cares about it." I said quietly with a faint shrug. "I bet my kids don't even."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 1:08:02 GMT
"Oh... shut up." I close my eyes a moment, shaking my head. "Of course your kids care about you. I care about you. Why would you be thinking that?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 1:12:35 GMT
I looked over to her again as she told me to shut up, not really expecting it for some reason. "I don't feel like anyone does." I said shaking my head a bit. I shrugged slightly. "Just... because.. I am." I said, saying that instead of saying that instead of saying that I was only feeling slightly depressed before talking to Rubalyn.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 1:18:07 GMT
"Riley...." I half-sigh, shaking my head again. I've a sudden urge to kiss him, as proof that he's wanted and cared about, and maybe just a little as revenge against Logan... no. I shake my head again a bit more quickly, trying to break the train of thought. That is not a good idea.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 1:22:20 GMT
"What?" I asked a bit more quietly, hearing her say my name in a sort of sigh. "I've been messing everything up lately.. and I just feel like a fuck up." I said shaking my head slightly to myself, letting out a small sigh. "Not to mention, I keep dropping my kids off with babysitters.. they probably hate me."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 1:30:40 GMT
"Stop dropping them off and spend time with them then, instead of sitting feeling sorry for yourself in a bar when you know you've had a drinking problem before," I snap at him, before wondering if that was too cruel for someone who's depressed. Maybe I'm still a little irritated.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 1:39:15 GMT
I was sort of shocked at what she said again and glanced over to her for a small moment. "They don't want to spend time with me..." I said shaking my head faintly, I tried to spend time the other day and they wanted to go to their friend's house. Then again, they should be allowed to do that sort of thing. "I wasn't going to get.. completely drunk." I added.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 1:43:00 GMT
I wince slightly at his expression, shaking my head. "I'm sorry, that was harsh. But I'm still not going to dignify that second part with a response. Look... if you're feeling this bad then come and see me or something. I promise that I for one still care about you."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 1:48:32 GMT
"No, it was the truth." I said sighing faintly again. I shrugged at the second thing she said. "I didn't want to, cos of him." I told her staring at the empty bottle in my hands. "But thanks.." I added when she said that she still cared for me. "Good to know, I guess.."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 1:51:21 GMT
"Screw it. Come over anyway and he can just deal with it," I mutter, shaking my head... then sighing. Maybe I am speaking the truth, but I still feel harsh and irritable.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 1:54:17 GMT
"I don't think I really want to be around him." I said shaking my head a bit. "We don't like eachother and I don't really want to irritate him and then leave him alone with you."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:00:12 GMT
"Because you still have that ridiculous idea, I suppose, that he's going to hurt me in some way," I mutter, shaking my head again. "First part's understandable enough... but just because you don't think you can see me, at least don't go do this."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 2:03:48 GMT
"I can't get rid of the thought though." I said, shaking my head a bit. "I don't think I could forgive myself."
"It was just... everything." I said quietly. "I didn't really think you wanted to see me anyway." I added, spinning the bottle a bit around in my hands.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:12:30 GMT
"... Probably didn't, I suppose." I shrug slightly, acknowledging the first bit with a small half-smile.
((Nina... *sighs* Why aren't you at the fan club?))
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 2:16:02 GMT
"You're just proving my point even more." I said shaking my head faintly. "I bet if I just.. disappeared, no one would even miss me." Though she did have a very good reason to not want to see me and she's already said that she cared for me.
[[ ah! sorry! coming! ]]
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:22:14 GMT
"Oh, shut up," I say again. "People love you, Riley, and you're just being an idiot."
Don't do anything stupid. You'll regret it.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 2:25:13 GMT
I sighed slightly and shrugged a bit. ".. Sorry." I said after a few moments, even though I was still feeling depressed.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:28:29 GMT
I sigh slightly again and look down at the countertop. "Sorry myself, actually. I know I'm not much helping."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 2:31:16 GMT
I shook my head again, "No, you're helping some." I said, rubbing my forehead for a second. "I just being stubborn."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:38:12 GMT
"Mm...." I sigh again, shaking my head. "Is there anything else I can do to help?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 2:43:07 GMT
I shook my head faintly with another small sigh. "Maybe a hug?" I asked glancing over to her for a moment. "Or the firewhiskey back, that'd be nice."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:46:52 GMT
"The first one I can do... but not the second." I shake my head, then pause. "And it's really kind of awkward to hug while sitting down... so I will, but not right now." Particularly since I'm afraid I might give you a kiss on the cheek if I hug you right now.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Mar 16, 2009 2:50:30 GMT
I sighed slightly and nodded. "Alright." I said quietly, "Yeah, I guess it can be a little awkward." I commented. I didn't know what else to talk about right now though. She'd done a fairly good job trying to convince me that I was cared for. "Later then." I said as I gave her a sad excuse for a smile, that really only lasted a second or two.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 3:05:43 GMT
"Yeah." I smile slightly back, really just lifting the corners of my mouth a little before looking down at the countertop.
You really need to stop thinking things that you shouldn't be thinking.
Which makes a lot of sense. I shake my head slightly, then reach for the bottle I made Riley set down, absently taking a sip and then coughing a bit.
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