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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 1:52:41 GMT
And I think that was the last straw for Shelby. Next thing, I know I'm back stuck in her head and she taken over. Shell stares at him, almost pretending to be Ruby now. "So if she returned what do you think then? Would you hate it or feel happy that she was back love?" I ask before walking over to him with a faint smile on my face as I stand about three feet in front of him now.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 1:58:01 GMT
I glance at her again and think it over before shrugging. "Kind of... indifferent, really, though leaning towards happy and certainly not hate. I suppose even her life is better than being a prisoner while you go around being a whore with people she doesn't like... but I can't really say I'd be elated."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 2:02:45 GMT
"So you're saying that you do actually care about her... even if it's not love? Do you think that could ever happen by chance or is that something that won't happen and she needs to move on?" I ask trying not to let my emotions stream out and reveal that I'm actually Shelby now and not Ruby. For some reason he's more open with her and I hate it, but at least I'll be getting the answers I've been looking for.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:09:26 GMT
I frown slightly then at the oddness of this line of questioning, then shrug it off. "Of course I actually care about her. Never said I didn't. But what the hell difference does it make? Even if I did... I'd still be seeing you again eventually."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 2:13:03 GMT
"I don't think if she found the right guy for a change. Well you seem uncertain about my second question there hun. Do you love her or possibly might?" I ask again with my arms trying to figure out a regular Ruby pose so I place them on my hips trying to keep a straight face. "I think it makes a lot of difference if you do or not."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:18:30 GMT
"Not in the long run, 'love.'" I half-laugh again, wondering vaguely why it is that I can say the word mockingly like that but not in an ordinary sentence. "And I think we already established I'm a coldhearted jerk. I care about Shell, I... can't really say I'd mind kissing her again, may as well throw that in... but anything more than that? I think that they left that part out when I was being pieced together."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 2:27:10 GMT
I glare at him faintly as he says love like that. "Hey you're the one in love with him... Shut up. Just shut up. "So you care for her, wouldn't mind if you kissed her... but nothing more? Ever? So wait you two never... you know." I ask with a faint smirk crossing my lips. "Not even thought about it either?"
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:35:54 GMT
"I'm a heterosexual male, if that answers your question," I say, raising my eyebrows... not wanting to admit, largely because of the reason I just gave, that the idea kind of scares me, you might say. I don't like being that close to someone, physically or otherwise.
"... But I'm also a freak," I add after a moment. "As far as interpersonal relationships go. I'm really not a people person. Hell... I'm probably less human than your dear friend Logan, if Arden's relationship with him is anything to judge by."
And that's a hell of a thing to admit to some psycho alter ego who likes to mess with people, but it's hard to shut myself up on occasion.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 2:43:47 GMT
I just tilt my head a little trying not to smile at him. So he has thought of that and for some reason this surprises me but I shake my head and bite my lip. "So I think you're too much of a chicken to try to do anything about it. I mean, try a relationship where you do have an interpersonal relationship with her... but of course that would mean you have to be as open as you are with me love. I think you're just scared of trying to commit." I add with a sigh.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:51:19 GMT
"Yeah, that must be it," I mutter dryly. "It's nothing to do with the fact that I still see my daughter mostly as 'the small one' rather than a person, or managed to just shrug when I thought my sister died. Sorry to... I don't know, disappoint you, but I really just don't think I'm capable about caring all that much about another person."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 2:54:14 GMT
"Because you're afraid of commit. You're scared to feel anything for anyone. You just close off everyone who tries to be close to you, Shell included. What don't you get? She's not going anywhere... I'm not going anywhere Fitzy. I care about you too much." I say looking down at my hands before feeling a tear run down my cheek. "So you have thought of that though... that's rather interesting." I say looking up with a weak smile before glancing at my clothes with a sigh.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 2:56:44 GMT
... What the fuck?
I blink, stepping back once and eying her sideways, before finally coming up with the brilliant comment, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 3:03:13 GMT
So much for being open...
"Your wonderful comment of saying I shouldn't come back made me furious and well. I came back... so for the past twenty minutes or so I've been talking to you. Being open and true with my questions. Those were the things I wanted to ask before but you just shut me out and didn't answer." I say looking at him with a frown now instead. "So did you mean it? You care about me and wouldn't mind the kissing thing either? But I still think you're afraid of commit Fitzy."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 3:10:13 GMT
"Yes, I fucking meant it," I mutter, a little bit irritated to find that she's been messing with me for however long. "There is a Rubalyn though, yes?"
I don't comment on anything else she's said yet, not sure what I'll say when I do.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 4:07:53 GMT
"Yes there's a real Rubalyn..." I say with a sigh before looking up at him. "Do you think we could try then after everything you said?" I ask with a weak smile before looking towards the ground. I know it's probably a no, but I could hope after all of this. "Or maybe just a kiss."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 4:15:28 GMT
"You honestly want to after what I just said?" I ask dryly. "You're nuttier than I thought."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 4:17:31 GMT
"Yes? Fitzy you just admitted something to me that you didn't say before this. You care, you want to kiss me and you well. Think of me that way... why not try a relationship?" I ask feeling slightly frustrated with him now but I bite my tongue and walk over to him. "Please? Can we?"
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Post by Arden Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 4:21:21 GMT
"I also admitted that I'm pretty much inhuman, in case you missed that part," I point out. "What in the world is wrong with you?"
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 4:23:13 GMT
I sigh and just smile at him. "Nothing Fitzy. Nothing. There's just something wrong with you but you don't want to realize it." I say with a small sigh. "Like I said, you're inhuman cause you're afraid to commit to any living thing. That's why you should try for once as we both have feelings for each other and everything else."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 4:32:17 GMT
"What, including my daughter and sisters? Now that makes sense." I shake my head again, nearly sighing. "I have enough feelings for you to not want you to get your hopes up that eventually I might have more. All right? That's it."
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 4:37:37 GMT
I look to the ground for a second before looking back up at him. "Alright alright... I get it. It's never going to happen... ever. No kisses, hugs, talks like this anymore..." I say looking up at him still with a weak smile as another tear falls from my eye. I hate this, but if he doesn't want to be with me then fine, but it still feels like a slap in the face. "Even if I think we should, I get it hun. You just won't ever love me like I want you to. You just won't return my feelings and yet..." I walk over to him with the same weak smile on my face. "I still care about you and love you Fitzy, even if you're breaking my heart." I say softly before biting my lip as I stare up at him sniffling a little bit. "Anything to say at all?"
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 4:52:27 GMT
I look at the ground for a moment, then close my eyes for another before looking. "Would 'I'm sorry' mean anything to you at all?" I ask, thinking abruptly that maybe I'm making a mistake and we should at least try... but that's ridiculous.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 4:56:01 GMT
"It's a start yes..." I say weakly, wiping the next tear that falls from my eyes as I heard his thoughts and for some reason I hate him for that even more now. He's messing with you Shelby. He doesn't want you. Just turn around and leave. Go on. I nod at him before moving forward and hugging him lightly. "Sorry, I know you hate it but I had to." I say softly before stepping back a second later. "So I guess I'll see you around then or did you want to say something else perhaps?" I ask giving him another chance to consider what he was thinking in his head.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 16, 2009 5:00:59 GMT
"Well, I'm sorry then," I mutter, but mean it... even if she does give me a hug a second later and I nearly return it before she steps back. That's a very good question though, if I have anything else to say. I'm not really sure right now.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 16, 2009 5:05:06 GMT
"Alright then... I'm not going to forgive you right away though..." I say nodding at him with a weak smile though. I take his silence as a no and sigh lightly. See, exactly. Just forget about him you can do better... But what if I don't want to do better? Then you're stupid. He obviously doesn't want you, now go. With that, I nod again and turn around as I head towards the couch to grab my coat and slide it on.
"Fitzy?" I say slowly before sliding my coat on and looking over to him. I know my conscious and Rubalyn are both yelling at me right now to just leave and go home but I can't stand knowing his thoughts and him not saying anything. Instead of asking, I stand on my tiptoes and kiss his lips like I did before the last time I kissed him, slow but passionate at the same time.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 17, 2009 17:16:22 GMT
I'm not really sure what I've got to be forgiven for when it isn't my fault and it isn't on purpose... but I'm not going to argue, just shake my head and wait for her to leave.
But then she says my name, and I look back and raise my eyebrows at her questioningly... until she's kissing me, and despite the considerable surprise I have the sense for once in my life to just kiss back, more or less matching the way she is.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 17, 2009 17:20:09 GMT
He's using you... he doesn't want you. Stop this and leave.
But I ignore what she has to say. I don't care because this is what I wanted, a chance with him and he's kissing me back. I don't know how long he's going to but at the moment I'm too wrapped up in what we're doing. I bring one of my hands to his neck and the other around his lower back in an effort to pull myself closer to him as I make the kiss a little deeper.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 17, 2009 17:30:10 GMT
This is probably a really bad idea... and most likely I should break it off, tell her that I'm sorry but she's an idiot, let her slap me again, and... whatever happens after that.
But maybe instead I'll wrap my arms around her back. kissing her deeply and hope she doesn't hear me cursing my own idiocy.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Mar 17, 2009 17:36:20 GMT
Shelby... he's going to hurt you. He doesn't want you.
I moan a little bit once his arms were around me, as I'm still a little shocked about all of this. For about an hour or more Ruby was here trying to get answers out of him and now we're practically making out. I smile a little against his lips before biting the lower one lightly to see if he would come to his senses or if he wanted to actually do this.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Mar 17, 2009 17:54:27 GMT
Okay... this is going a little too far if you're just going to reject the girl in a few minutes... so, are you?
I kiss her back a little deeper one last time, before finally pulling away and eying her warily. "Don't take this as rejection, because I'm still not sure if it is... but maybe this is not the best idea."
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