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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 15, 2008 22:26:15 GMT
"Another one please."
Shell was sitting on a barstool, with her newly dyed hair. It was a tradition it seemed now; Dye your hair back to it's natural dark brown when your husband dies. It always seemed as well they died when their love did, which always scared Shelby so much. Right in the middle of Jay and hers' divorce, he was drinking way too much and drove off the bridge into a lake, instantly killing him on impact.
Taking the few firewhiskys before her, she chugged one right after another, stacking the shot glasses up as she went. Looking at the tower at the past hour she laughs lightly to herself. So much for controlling being an alcoholic. Shell sighs a bit, glancing down at her wedding ring. She had placed it on when she was waiting for him to come home that night. She wanted to work everything out between them but that obviously wasn't going to happen.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 15, 2008 22:42:07 GMT
Riley was still, well, he still had his damn amnesia, but I supose in a way things were working. Sort of. I'd go and work a night shift at the Ministry and he'd watch the girls and then I'd come home and we'd go however it ended up, either with me not being able to sleep, being forced asleep or falling asleep. Which I didn't see as fair.
I hadn't gotten any closer to figuring out if I was pregnant again or not, but I wasn't really trying to see either. Instead I was walking through Hogsmeade and looking around for Shell. I had heard about the accident, who hasn't, and I was worried about her. The only thing I figured was she was probably drinking. I would've been.
Sighing softly I decided to quit looking for her in general and looked at the Hogs Head and pausing for a moment before walking in and getting a water. Never really liked it here. Looking around I saw Shelby and bit down on my lip.
Yup, she was drinking.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 16, 2008 4:40:03 GMT
Shell glances up at the bartender with her eyes filled with tears and hiccups a little, just idly playing with the last full shot glass. "Another round after this one." she says softly before taking the shot. She glances at her ring again, just shaking her head. None of this was going to fix anything, wasn't going to bring her happiness and it for hell wasn't going to bring back Jay, but right now she needed this.
Shell sighs lightly watching the bartender just stare at her as he handed her the thrid tray tonight. Each tray had seven shot glasses on it as a normal tray, hers had ten. Shell takes the first one off the tray looks at the firewhisky making her throat burn, but drinks it anyway.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 17, 2008 1:28:29 GMT
Nothing ever seems to go right or the way we want it to, something is always there to get in our way and mess with our plans. It's either that or we've just got horrible luck. I'm betting that I've at least got the horrible luck.
Biting down on my lip I hugged the sweatshirt of Riley's that I was wearing a little closer and tighter around my body, grabbed my water that I was only going to drink until I figured if I was pregnant or not, and walked towards Shelby, taking a seat down next to her as the bartender gave Shell another tray of what I was guessing to be firewhiskey.
"Hey Shell." I whispered softly, biting down against my lip again.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 18, 2008 21:20:59 GMT
Shell glances over a little, but makes no sign that she heard the person talking to her. Although, she did. Just what she needed, someone to bother her, ask her what's wrong and drag out the story of why she was drinking excessively tonight. She didn't want to talk to her one bit. Tonight was her night and only hers, not to be shared with someone who believed they were doing her a favor or wanted to 'share' her pain. No one could ever share this pain with her no matter what they thought.
Shell casually picks up another shot glass and takes a few sips of it before finishing the whole thing off and setting it hard onto the bar, creating a loud echoing noise around them, still not even acknowledging Riyann's new presence at the bar.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 18, 2008 21:34:25 GMT
I sighed softly, watching Shelby as I did. She either was not hearing what I said or else she was ignoring me, and I was willing to bet it was the latter of the two. I'm pretty sure I'd be ignoring me too. My thoughts slowly drifted to wondering if this was what it was like for Riley the few times he'd lost me, either when I'd died, left him, or faked my death, but I ignored it. This wasn't exactly about me or Riley thist time.
Hearing her slam the shot glass onto the bar I almost jumped, coming away from my thoughts and biting my lip again before turning away from Shelby and staring down at the bar infront of the both of us.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 18, 2008 21:41:08 GMT
Shell chuckles lightly, not a happy one that Riyann knew but one from years ago during her alter ego days. It was eerie and distant, but it still sent shivers down even Shelby's spine. As sickening as it was, she would rather be off as that again, that ever learn about love or anything else that came from it. Settling down made her weak and fragile, glancing at the many empty glasses in front of her. She was never like this, never upset about losing someone or having children to bare her down. None of it. Just herself, trying to escape her dark fate at the time but somehow finding herself in the process. Obviously that didn't happen.
Glancing over at Riyann again, she slides a firewhisky over in her direction. "If you're gonna sit here, you better have one of these. I'd rather you forget the state I'm in." she mutters, finally looking directly into her brown eyes. Shell's were filled with hate and despair, just distant, as if she was released from azkaban like before.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 18, 2008 21:50:09 GMT
I watched as a firewhiskey slid in my direction and I looked down at it as I heard Shelby's voice fill the space around us. I was tempted by the thought of having the drink go down my throat in the same burning sensation it always did, but I knew that I shouldn't, knew that I might be pregnant and everything, but I was seriously debating whether or not to say screw it all and drink it like Shelby wanted me to. Just so I wouldn't remember how she was looking or how heavily she was drinking or how heartbroken she was, but I didn't think I really could forget that.
I stayed silent anyways, staring down at the firewhiskey again after glancing at Shell. "I might be pregnant Shell." I said softly, shaking my head a little and finally looking back away from the firewhiskey and back to Shell.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 18, 2008 22:00:11 GMT
Shell shakes her head, taking the neglected drink that Riyann refused and drinks it still watching her. Setting the glass down onto the tray, she sighs lightly with a faint smile curling up into her lips. "Oh yes. How could I forget that? Funny, how something like that can stumble into a situation like this." she says with another chuckle like before. Glancing into her eyes again before looking at the bar she clenches her fist a little.
How could she sit there, mocking her with her possible happiness? Having a child while Shell's world was crashing all around her once again. It was a terrible way of looking at it, but the thought of this swarmed her mind like a flood in a small room, quickly without any mercy. "Why don't you go bother someone that actually needs your company?"
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 18, 2008 22:11:53 GMT
I watched as Shelby took the firewhiskey from where it sat infront of me and watched as she drank it. I didn't know if it was the drinks speaking or a depressed as hell Shelby, either way I knew that it hadn't helped what I had said. "Yes, maybe it was this situation that stumbled into it." I said, rolling my eyes lightly, wishing that I hadn't said anything. Not like I planned getting pregnant for when Jay died. Hell I hadn't even planned Jay dying. "Just like it so happened to stumble into the situation where the father doesn't even remember me Shell." I added, shaking my head lightly at her. The way she was chuckling was also not very great. It didn't sound like Shelby, not a drunk Shelby either.
"Sorry Shell. Next time I'll get your permission." I said, looking back down at the bar, I wasn't leaving and I'd at least stay with Shelby to make sure she gets home safely. "And there so happened to be no one else, you were the next bet." I muttered under my breath.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 18, 2008 22:37:13 GMT
She simply glares at her, clenching her fist even more. "Why don't you just blame that on me? I'm taking the blame for everything else, why not just add that on top of everything Servansikk?" she mutters, purposely using her maiden name letting a huge smirk cover her lips now as she finished the last shot on the tray.
"Here, I'll make it easy for you." she says standing up, or sorta nearly stumbling over her barstool but manages to stand up straight after a few minutes. "Leave me the hell alone. I don't need help from people like you." with that, she starts shuffling her feet towards the door.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 18, 2008 22:44:29 GMT
"Why'd you put that blame on me then Shell?" I asked, watching as she clenched her fist even more. I was calm, or at least I seemed it on the outside, I didn't show that it hurt when she didn't call me by my name, by Pearson, I didn't show that it hurt that she called me by Servansikk, and it really did though. The only way I'd be worried about showing her what hurt or not would be if she could read damn minds, as far as I knew, she couldn't.
"Very easy Shell." I said, watching as she got up in a stumbling manor and stood after her, following her to the door she was headed for, ignoring what she said to me now.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 18, 2008 22:50:29 GMT
Shaking her head just laughs again. "Hell, you have enough problems don't you? Your husband has amnesia and you might be pregnant. Oh boo hoo. Poor Riyann. Live in my shoes. Then you can talk to me about taking blame Servansikk. Live without a husband, take care of the army, struggle with everything living on a low income, with all my problems on top of that."
She felt Riyann following her, and just chuckles once more. "I said leave me be. Don't you have to go get an abortion or something?" she asks with a smirk as Shell opens the door and falls onto the ground right in front of the pub.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 18, 2008 22:56:26 GMT
I shook my head as I listened to her. That wasn't what I had been meaning. I was simply pointing out that her life wasn't the only one not perfect. "Yes Shell, because I want to be pregnant." I said, I knew the sarcasm was true, I didn't want to be pregnant and it was even worse with Riley having amnesia. I am struggling on low income and hardly any sleep. I thought, deciding to keep my mouth shut. Give a drunk and depressed Shell more to talk about otherwise.
I heard her comment about the abortion and I shook my head, biting back most of my comments. "Jesus Shell." I muttered as she fell to the ground outside the pub and I knelt down infront of her, not caring if she suddenly decided to rip my face off.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 18, 2008 23:02:22 GMT
"I'd rather be pregnant than alone Riyann." she mutters truthfully, feeling a single tear running down her face and onto the counter. Shell quickly wipes away any other invisible tears, hoping that Riyann didn't see that.
You're so weak Shelby. What the hell ever happened to you? You have to have a man now to be happy? You're pathetic.
Shaking Rubalyn's voice out of her head she just sighs, looking at the counter still, biting her lip.
Shell didn't care anymore, feeling the tears fall from her face and letting out a loud sob. "Leave me alone Servansikk... leave me alone." she yells at the top of her lungs, gaining a few looks from the people passing by taking her clenched fists and hitting the ground repeatedly and muttering leave me alone still extremely loud.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 18, 2008 23:10:38 GMT
I shook my head, deciding to stay with the silence done by my part, it at least beat saying anything more that I already did regret and what I would regret later. Though I saw a tear fall down to the counter and I shut my eyes lightly. In truth I was pregnant and I was alone. Riley was there, he just couldn't remember me, remember us. He'd come up with some small memory, but that was it. Half the time it was just socks and the squid, he didn't get the whole memory just a few random things of it.
I shook my head when Shelby started yelling at me to leave her alone and stayed where I was, running a hand through my hair as I tried waiting for her to settle down, at least for her to stop yelling. When she started hitting the ground I bit down on my lip and moved a little, making it so she wasn't hitting the ground but my hands instead, and then moved so that I had my hands pressed against her fist.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 18, 2008 23:57:35 GMT
After a few more moments, she felt her hands open up and grab a hold of Riyann's, linking their fingers together with a tight grasp. "Please, just go away. Leave me." she says with another sob, looking up at Riyann as she sat on her calves, but she still was holding her hands letting them rest on her knees.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 19, 2008 0:04:17 GMT
I felt Shelby move her hands a little, no longer holding them in tight fists and let her link our fingers together. "I'm not leaving Shell." I said softly. I only run from my own problems. I looked back at her as she looked up at me and shook my hed lightly, biting my lip softly. I wasn't going to leave her alone.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 19, 2008 0:09:35 GMT
She sighs, moving one set of their hands up to her eyes and wiping the tears away that were sitting on the brim of her eyelids. "Why. I'm fine alone. I'm always alone in the end. He said that he would stay forever. We would die on the same day. Forever never lasts does it?" she asks, but wasn't inclining for an answer. Shell looks up at Riyann again and shakes her head. "C-can we walk somehwhere..."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 19, 2008 0:13:52 GMT
None of it made any sense anymore, but with me I could count on not making any sense out of anything. Either I thought to much into it or else I didn't think at all. Letting her move one of my hands and one of hers, I watched as she wiped tears from her eyes, seriously, I think I myself was about ready to cry. "You're not alone Shell." I whispered, shaking my head lightly to her. "Y-yeah." I said, nodding lightly and moving to my feet, helping her up as well.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 19, 2008 0:23:00 GMT
She glances up at her again, and shakes her head. "Not that way. I'm alone as in love. No one to love me like that, or in return." she says with a sigh, trying to get to her feet as well nearly falling into Riyann's arms. "Th-thanks. Maybe down to Honeydukes? I want some chocolate." Shell faintly lets out her girly giggle.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 19, 2008 0:27:38 GMT
Either Shell still had doubt that I could ever still love her, or else she just couldn't remember the conversation we had had while making dinner one night. Oh well, and I was pretty damn sure Shelby wouldn't be alone that way. She had Draven, and with that she could get just about anyone to fall in love with her. I just didn't comment on that part of her conversation. After she was on her feet, still almost falling into me, I nodded a little, dropped one hand from hers and wrapped it around her waist to hold her up better and started towards Honeydukes. "Alright. Chocolate it is dear Shell." I said, smiling softly after hearing her giggle.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 19, 2008 0:40:10 GMT
Shell sighs, just looking at her with a frown. "I know what you're thinking Riyann. I don't magically get people to fall inlove with me. They think they do and then realize after I fall for them, they don't. It will be the same for you as well." she nods again, walking towards Honeydukes with her. "I think I want a chocolate frog. I don't know yet."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 19, 2008 1:03:06 GMT
"How's that going to work with me love?" I asked softly, raising a small eyebrow to her. "Last time I told you I loved you you weren't even sure that you loved me, at least you hadn't for so long." I said, shaking my head lightly. "It's not like you think it is." I added in a small whisper. "Chocolate frog it is and what else you want, I'll pay." I said, nodding a little. I wouldn't let her win that at least.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 19, 2008 1:21:29 GMT
"It already has. You say you're inlove with me Riyann, but obviously you're not. You're married to Riley." she says waving her free hand about as the continued walking. "Bollocks." she mutters, knowing that was a lie. She always loved her, but she was with Riley and didn't want to get hurt. She didn't understand what she meant for the rest of her statement so she pretended not to hear her. "No. I'll pay. It's my chocolate frog so I will."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 19, 2008 1:25:13 GMT
I left it at that. I was with Riley and I had the twins and I had a job that I needed to help my family until Riley could help, I wasn't going to say anything. Shelby could think I didn't love her, but I did, I really did and it didn't just die ten years ago when we stopped having stupid one night stands. If I wanted I could tell her that it was like her and Jay and Draven, but I wasn't dumb enough to bring that up, not now. "Nope, I've got it. Like you said low income and such, I've got a few sickles and knuts to spare anyways." I said, nodding a little.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 19, 2008 1:31:35 GMT
"Riyann. I got it." she mutters, nearly walking into the door but stops abruptly. She laughs at herself and pulls it open slightly stumbling it over the threshold and looks around. "FROGS!" she yells at the top of her lungs and grabs about five or six of them.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 19, 2008 1:40:12 GMT
Fine, expect to be finding more money then you had in your pockets in the morning Shell. I sighed softly and let Shelby go, watching her as she almost walked into a door. After getting in the store, I stood behind her as she yelled frogs and went and grabbed some into her hand. I smiled softly and just watched her, feeling bad because now I was thinking about Riley and I. I really really loved him. I know I did. But I really loved Shelby. Something just told me that if I ever did leave Riley though, something would get between me and Shell. Like Draven for instance.
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Jun 19, 2008 1:48:41 GMT
"Oooh, you know that's creepy. Some werido breaks into my house in the middle of the night and puts money into my pockets, instead of taking some. That's just. Werid." she says with a laugh as she grabs a couple liquorice wands as well. Almost marching up to the counter, she places the sugar items onto the surface and taking out a few sickles.
After getting the small bag, she turns around and sighs looking up at Riyann. "What's wrong? I understand if you leave me and go home." she nods walking out of the store and tripping on her shoelaces falling on her bum, but laughing at herself this time. She was fall past drunk now. It was clearly obvious. Moving to the side so she wasn't blocking the door, she takes out one of the chocolate frogs and nibbles on it.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jun 19, 2008 1:53:29 GMT
[[haha.. she didn't say it.. but okay.... ]]
"Glad to know you think of me as just a weirdo Shell." I said, rolling my eyes with a small grin. Somehow though I'd find a way to give her the few sickles. I watched as she grabbed a couple of liquorice wands and laughed softly, wondering if it was best to let her get all that sugar. As she paid I stood back where I was, still thinking about how I could even think about leaving Riley.
"Nothing." I said softly and shook my head. "Not leaving yet Shell." I said with a small shrug and smile as she tripped over her shoelaces and landed to the ground and I sat down next to her.
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