sorry

[Fitzy Patricks]

I really hate to do this, but I think I probably have to. Morally, at least. There’s certainly no law or rule saying I have to, and nobody forcing me. But I’m doing it anyway just because I should.

I could easily enough just ignore the situation, waiting until I next run into her. I really, really don’t have to do this, showing up at her house to tell her in person that the ‘maybe’ turned into a ‘no’ about an hour after she left. But I suppose if I did that, just ignored it, I’d be even more of a cad than I already am. As it is, the one defense I have is that it wasn’t intentional and at least I made it clear that it was a long shot.

But I doubt she’ll really be exactly pleased, especially considering I’m not just saying no, but also saying yes to someone else. ‘Oh, sorry Shell. You don’t quite measure up but someone else does.’ ‘I told you that I’m not a people person, but apparently there’s an exception to that.’

Dammit.
Sighing inaudibly, and bracing myself for the inevitable violence, I knock twice in quick succession and wait.

[Shelby Crescent]

He's going to say no. What makes you think he's going to say yes? You're a messed up psychopath who has two identities. Seriously... I don't get why you think you have a chance
"Shut up Ruby... leave me alone."
Awww. Did I hurt your feelings? I wish one day you realize that you're just going to be alone forever and everyone else got the memo but you didn't.
"I said shut up!"

I stare into the mirror as my hands were clenching the sofa table tightly as I take a few deep breaths. I hate when she goes on like that, it always seems so real even if it is but what she says is so bitter and realistic and I hate it. Why would anyone want me? She's right on that part of what she said. I probably will end up alone, but I can have hope can't I?

I hear a quick paced knock on the door and look over at the clock. I hadn't been home long so it couldn't be Fitzy. He couldn't have made his decision that fast, could he?
I bet he's here to say he's dumping you. I even bet he loves someone else. Smart guy there.
"Shut the hell up Rubalyn!" I scream, hoping that the person on the other side of the door didn't hear me. I make a quick wave of my hand, changing back into my clothing of a pale purple dress and a white sweater jacket over it but my hair was still dark brown. I'll fix that afterwards.

I answer the door and for some reason my heart automatically drops. I don't smile or frown but simply bite my lip and peak around the door like a little kid who's never answer the door before. "H-hey. Did I leave something at your place or?"

[Fitzy Patricks]

((Oh hey... just in case there's confusion, this is probably a day or two after their talk, not the same night or anything. ... And sorry it's so short.))

"Ah... no, not that I'm aware of." I cough slightly, wondering why in the hell I had to be such a gentleman about this and tell her in person. "Just... thought I should stop by," I say carefully.

[Shelby Crescent]

((Well in that case, she's blonde... ))

I nod faintly and open the door all the way and still just stare at him with a straight face. Something is up and I don't think I'm going to like it at all. "Oh. Well. That's kind of you I suppose. You usually don't come here." I say with a faint nod again as I walk back to the sofa table and look at my reflection for a second. "So, is there something you needed to say or just a visit?"

[Fitzy Patricks]

"First one, unfortunately, and I doubt you'll consider it kind," I say a bit dryly, hesitant to follow her inside but doing it anyway. I don't think I should have to spell it out much more than that.

[Shelby Crescent]

Told you so... I told you so!
Instead of yelling at her this time, I just shake my head mumbling what she said. "You told me... I'm such a fool. You told me and I should have just. I don't know." I say to myself before shifting my eyes over to him. "Why. Why do you have to give me some beckon of hope and then make it crumble by the touch of your hands?" I ask trying not cry or even at this point shake with anger.

[Fitzy Patricks]

Even through the fact I feel really awful about this, I still have to admit that made very little sense and was a bit melodramatic... but now's not exactly the time to be mentioning that sort of thing.
"I'm sorry, Shell, I really am," I say instead, shaking my head.

[Shelby Crescent]

"That doesn't work this time. Just g-get out..." I say shaking my head at him as the first wave of tears stream down my face as I decide to sit on the sofa table as I look over at him again.

[Fitzy Patricks]

I hesitate again, this time to leave, because even though I'd really quite like to I'm not sure it's the right thing to do.

[Shelby Crescent]

"What are you waiting for? You always seem to be able to leave me brokenhearted now go." I say a little bit louder before I get off the table and opening it, finding my bottle of muggle vodka; the only thing that never leaves me. I open it and pour some into a cup as I nod at him. "Cheers." I say before I down the drink and start getting ready to pour the next one.

[Fitzy Patricks]

I half turn to go, shaking my head, before I notice what she's doing. And maybe I'm thinking too highly of myself here, but I don't know... I just don't like the idea, somehow, of leaving her alone here to drink herself to death or something similar.
"Shell, don't. ... Look, I'll leave just as soon as I know that there's someone else here."

[Shelby Crescent]

"Well it seems you're stuck here. Everyone is gone as usual." I say with a faint shrug before downing the one I just poured. "What do you want to join me or something out of remorse of feeling bad? Fine." I ask leaning on the table before discarding the cup and just take a sip from the bottle.

[Fitzy Patricks]

"No... I want you to not hurt yourself," I mutter, thinking too late that I should really just stay silent. "So I guess I'll just stand here and watch until I think you've had enough or someone else shows up."

[Serenity Crescent]

[[being lazy...]]

"Oh well, more for me I guess." I say with a shrug before sighing lightly. "What made you decide Fitzy? Was it the fact that I'm always second best and you want more than that or do you find enjoyment still of making people feel completely horrible?"

[Fitzy Patricks]

There's very little use, I'm sure, in trying to argue that I don't and never have enjoyed making others feel miserable, so I don't bother. I'm also not sure exactly how honest I should be, so I just shrug. "Neither, actually."

[Serenity Crescent]

"There has to be an answer Fitzy. Tell me." she says walking over to him and leaving the bottle there but on the way on walking to him she starts to stumble and falls hitting her head on the edge of the table falling unconscious.

[[yeah... idk what else to do really. ]]

[Fitzy Patricks]

((... Ugh. Can we just pretend that this thread never happened then? I hate trying to rp - especially with Fitzy - in situations like this.))

[Serenity Crescent]

((yeah I guess. So then he chooses Lacey and doesn't confront Shell about it?))

[Fitzy Patricks]

((I guess... yeah. Or we could pretend that he did in fact show up, but then left when he was told to? I don't know.))

[Serenity Crescent]

((I really don't know, that's why I got frustrated yesterday. We could say that she slapped him and then he left?))

[Fitzy Patricks]

((Sure, that works. *shrug*))

[Serenity Crescent]

((Okay then... this is depressing.))

[Arden Patricks]

((Yeah, kind of.))

[Serenity Crescent]

((so what now then?))