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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 5, 2008 21:01:13 GMT
I stepped through the door, a frown on my lips, I'm starting to really hate this house, and it's not even mine. The twins were the only two people in the house that I payed any much attention because of that and the horrible mood I've been in from what happened and when Riley had found me in the owlery a couple days ago. I think it was a couple days ago, it could've been longer. Also, I felt bad for his parents. They left for their anniversery, come back home to having the four of us living with them because the house is burned down, and there is something going on between Riley and I and I've been basically ignoring them, unless they've been avoiding me to let us fix this and not to get in the way.
My students have recently gotten used to having a lessen to read one day, the next they'd have an essay and be let out early, though today I think I might've scared them by actually talking to them about unforgivables, well some of them, fourth years and up, first years through third years learned about pixies. One reason I spoke was because I was sick of the fact that Riley had driven me to hiding in my office to cry. The second reason would be the fact that I think they needed to know about unforgiveables from something other than the book. And because I was talking today, they didn't get out early, well not as early. I'd gotten about an hour into the class and then gave up, letting them leave, each class after an hour.
Looking around I didn't see anyone immediatly and took that as a good thing and headed for the kitchen, more than sure I looked worn, tired, and I was really hungry. The only reason I would come into the kitchen, because I was hungry. Occasionally Char or Ariella would get me something to eat, because they were scared to make me mad or to not be around me or do things for me. They stayed with Riley too, meaning they weren't picking sides.
Looking through the fridge, I felt more like an intruder than anything, but I didn't want to cook anything, so I sighed and tried to find something I could and would want to eat.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 5, 2008 21:47:40 GMT
Everything that had been happening was on my mind constantly. It never left me and whether was I with the girls, paying bills, talking to my parents or even when I was at work, which was the case today, it was there. And honestly it was really annoying me.. kind of like that little kid who keeps kicking the back of your seat in a movie theather. Like that, except the movie never ends. I hated the fact that it had to be like this and I just wished I could fix this.
I couldn't concentrate at all at work today and that's usually not the best thing that could happen. I was putting this in the wrong places and doing the wrong spells. A few more weeks like this and it wouldn't matter that I couldn't concentrate because they're going to fire me. Just one more thing that could mess up our lives even more.
I came straight home after work and apparated inside the living room of my parents house. Our house was almost done with the repairs and rebuilding and honestly, I couldn't wait until that happend. I felt like we were imposing on my parents and I could tell that they knew something was wrong. Though I was thankful they seemed to be keeping out of it, even if I did hear them talking one night about how they knew this would happen eventually, then something about moving too fast, getting married to young. Having kids that young putting way too much stress on our relationship. I tried not to think about it though and sighed slightly, ruffling some of my hair as I walked down the hallway into the kitchen.
I saw Riyann standing infront of the fridge and bit my lip a little bit, wondering if I should say anything. I doubted that she still wanted to talk to me. Especially if she knew that I hit Shelby. I doubted it mattered that she hit me way more than I did her.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 5, 2008 22:05:05 GMT
I heard a small pop coming from somewhere in the house and I honestly was not used to the sound, though I was around it a lot when it came to Riley going to work and coming back from it. So far I'd been really great at ignoring Riley, even if, like at school the other day, it earned me being left as he didn't want to deal with it anymore, my silence being 'it'.
Sighing softly I looked a little more through the fridge, frowning because there was nothing in there that I felt like eating, which may or may not be good. Good because I'm not eating more of the food that wasn't ours to begin with, and bad because I'm hungry and my stomach is really starting to tell me that now. Then again, I suppose that's what happens when there's more than one kid, you have to eat more food to split it between everyone. Biting my lip a little I spotted a few pieces of leftover pizza, not entirely sure who had it or how old it was, but I took a piece and shut the fridge, taking a bite of the cold pizza, for once not caring that it had mushrooms and peppers on it.
I turned around, seeing Riley, but not doing anything to acknowledge the fact that he was there, wanting to get out of the kitchen as soon as I could. This was the room I hated more than anything in this house, not that it was at fault in particular. It'd be cool to have a conversation with the kitchen..!
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 5, 2008 22:12:44 GMT
"Hey Riy.." I said quietly, watching her take a bite of some pizza, completely ignoring that I was even in the kitchen. Sometimes I wonder why I was even coming back here after work. I should just go and stay somewhere by myself and that way she can be happy becuase she doesn't have to look at me that way. "Um.. How're you feeling today?" I asked her biting my lip a little bit, keeping my eyes on her.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 5, 2008 22:24:40 GMT
I heard him say hey and inwardly slapped myself, at least I knew he was sorry or really did love me, why else would he stay through this. To be able to keep his kids? Didn't matter, I was still being horrible and I was starting to blame myself for this whole situation. Like if I would've been there for him instead of at work maybe he wouldn't have kissed her. If I had actually and would actually talk to him we'd be through this and not have to look back. But no. I wasn't there and Arden always was. And now I hadn't talked to him, not really, and we were still like this, me staying silent for as long as I could before having to say something. You could say hi back. It's only a two letter word.
I shoved another bit of pizza in my mouth to keep from speaking, because I was starting to guilt trip myself into speaking. Though I kept walking, really not wanting to be in the kitchen, anywhere but that. And if he could hold his damn question until I was some place other than here I'd be fine and I might actually speak. Maybe.
So he asks me how I'm doing, right? Yes. And then I ignore him because I hate the kitchen? Yes. So I'm being majorly uncooperative? Yes. He deserves this? No.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 5, 2008 22:36:35 GMT
She ate a little more pizza and I looked at the ground when she didn't say anything or reply in anyway. Maybe she really did hate me and was just telling me that she didn't. Maybe I should just pack up my things and leave. She could have the house, she could have whatever she wanted as long as I could see our kids I would, eventually, be fine. Probably never better than that, but fine nevertheless. I didn't say anything else and just stood where I was, letting her go where ever she was headed, convinced she didn't even want to try to deal with me today.
[[ gahh, short agan xD lol ]]
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 5, 2008 22:46:28 GMT
I didn't hear him follow me and was tempted to stop and go back into the kitchen to get him, anything to make this better. But what if that wasn't possible? Would I be willing to do anything against what I wanted to do just for him? Yes, maybe not right this moment. Probably wouldn't until it was practically all over, probably not until he decided to let me win this, but I didn't want to win. I wanted somehow for us to get over this without me having to participate in doing anything, like speaking or acknowledging that he was still there.
So now on the inside I was battling with myself on what to do, what I wanted or what I should do. I moved and sat down on the floor outside of the kitchen doorway, leaning against the wall, my back to the kitchen. "I've been feeling possibly worse than I thought I could've been." I whispered, answering his question, though I doubt he could even have heard what I said. Not while I was in the hallway and he was in the kitchen, or maybe he actually was somewhere else. I was probably to obsorbed in the small little war going on that I wouldn't have heard the foreign and yet familiar pop, I probably wouldn't have noticed if he walked past me to get somewhere else. I need to pay attention.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 5, 2008 23:02:15 GMT
I was leaning against the doorway of the kitchen opening when I heard her whisper to me after a moment. I looked over to her, glad that she finally spoke up, but not really glad at what she was saying. I moved some and sat down in the hallway by her. "Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked her softly, biting my lip a little bit and looking over to her for a second before back to the floor.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 5, 2008 23:09:17 GMT
I heard him move and nearly jumped from where I was sitting, I was so stuck on the idea that he did leave me, didn't want to deal with me because I was being so stubborn, annoying, uncooperative, everything. I wouldn't talk to him, I wouldn't do anything. I haven't really smiled in days. Asides from Shelby kissing me and me kissing her back in the faintest way before pulling away right away, I hadn't done anything. You're mad at him for kissing Arden? Yes. You kissed Shelby? Sort of. Are you going to tell him? Maybe..
I bit my lip and turned to him when he sat down, setting the pizza to rest on my lap, forgetting about it for the time being. "I-I dunno." I whispered, mainly because I really didn't know, not because I didn't want him too.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 0:01:28 GMT
"Well, um.. If you think of something let me know.." I said quietly, looking over to her for a moment. "I don't care what it is.. I-I'll do anything." I added with a small nod. I didn't know whether or not I should move from my spot now, so I just stayed where I was and if she wanted me to leave I would. "I love and I want to take care of you.."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 0:55:01 GMT
I felt horrible now. Each time something happened with him, twice, I seemed to be so hypocritical, being pissed and then having something to tell him about. But this, it wasn't my fault, still, I felt a couple tears fall down again, thinking about how betrayed I felt and how I've been treating Riley and I still did kiss her back slightly. Maybe it's something that I'm freaking about that I shouldn't, but what if he notices how I'm being a hypocrite and how I've treated him and he knows Arden loves him, and then he leaves. I nodded faintly, giving him the weak smile that held almost nothing behind it when he said he loved me and wanted to take care of me.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 1:05:58 GMT
I watched her smile, not really seeing anything behind it and frowned a little bit, looking back down to my hands, twirling my ring around my finger again, something I found to be a habit lately. "Well, um.. You sure you want that pizza? I can make you something.." I said after a moment, not wanting to leave yet, so trying to talk to her.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 1:10:31 GMT
I was still looking at him, not really paying attention to anything as I watched him twirl his ring around his finger, though it wasn't really registering, I was more stuck in my thoughts, though I did snap out of it and looked at his face when he spoke and I bit my lip softly for a moment. "I-I dunno." I whispered, it was sort of hard talking to him, though it was because I was so stuck on not saying anything to him. "I'm just h-hungry." I whispered it even quieter as I diverted my gaze to the floor.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 1:22:51 GMT
I nodded slightly, noticing how she seemed to had zoned out staring at my hands a moment or two beforehand. "Feel like anything though?" I asked back to her, trying to act as normal as I could, but still not really acting normal at the same time. Whatever normal really was. "If we don't have it, I can go out and get it.."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 1:28:29 GMT
I shook my head faintly when he asked if I felt like anything. I didn't know what I wanted to eat, what I felt like eating, or the what the triplets felt like eating. Just so long as it had something random thrown on top. "D-don't go." I whispered, suddenly scared that he was going to leave, looking at him and just realizing that I must've moved and put my hand over his when I had been speaking.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 1:40:11 GMT
I watched her shake her head and nodded a little bit. She said not to go and before I knew it her hand was over mine and I looked at it for a moment before looking back up to her. I nodded a little bit, moving my hand and holding onto hers lightly, "I won't go anywhere if you don't want me too.."
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 1:42:40 GMT
I felt him move his hand from under mine and then he was holding it and I barely noticed and I didn't even really care. "Please don't." I whispered, feeling like such a little child when I was doing this. Ignoring him and then telling him not to leave me. It was almost pathetic, definitely childish.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 1:49:29 GMT
I nodded slightly, keeping my eyes on her now. "Promise.. I won't unless you tell me to." I really wasn't positive what was going on here. She was ignoring me a lot of time but she still didn't want me to leave?
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 1:52:27 GMT
I smiled weakly, the same one from earlier and ended up pulling my hand back from his and then looking away again. I was still mad at him, I wanted him to know that. I still wanted to hate him, but I couldn't, I hope he could settle for this for a while.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 1:57:39 GMT
I bit my lip a little bit, letting her take her hand from me and loked back down to both my hands, twirling my ring slightly again.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 2:01:33 GMT
I looked at the pizza wanting to just throw it away now and just rested my hands on my stomach after feeling the baby or babies kick, wanting to reach out and grab on of Riley's hand to rest it over my stomach, but I didn't do anything, just stayed silent.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 2:07:50 GMT
"I'm gonna go make you something else, okay?" I asked her looking at the pizza for a second. "I'll just be right there.. if you want me." I added a little quieter, starting to stand up now.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 2:14:01 GMT
I just looked at mystomach, a small smile on my lips as I did, wanting to pretend for a few moments that everything was alright between us for the time being and grab his hand or something. "Okay." I murmured softly.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 2:20:56 GMT
I looked at her smile down at her stomach, probably one of most genuine smiles I've seen for a while now and nodded a little, "Okay.. good." I said nodding a little, walking into the kitchen trying to find something to make.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 2:26:40 GMT
I nodded faintly when he said okay good, thinking for the time being that everything really was okay. And maybe it would be as long as I pretended it would be, I barely even noticed him getting up, I glanced towards him, the same smile on my face, and then looked back at my hands and my stomach as he walked for the kitchen.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 2:31:21 GMT
I smiled back toward her when she smiled at me and then walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and looking inside it, taking out some ground beef, cheese and some other things so I could make some burgers.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 2:34:21 GMT
I heard faint noises and tried blocking them out, currently starting to wonder where the girls where as I stared at my stomach with interest, wondering where his parents were too.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 2:40:38 GMT
A few moments passed and I had a few burgers on a skillet, making them before wondering just where the girls were exactly. That's when I stepped away from the stove and walked over to the message board in the kitchen. It's where my parents usually posted something, like a note, that could be explaining it. Which there was, saying that they took the girls out to the park to play and that they'd be back before dark. I smiled a little and walked back to the stove, finsihing the burgers for us and making them before walking back out inthe hallway with our food. I smiled a little toward her and sat back down, handing her a plate. "Probably at least a litle better than old pizza.." I said quietly with a faint smile.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Aug 6, 2008 2:43:10 GMT
I heard him coming from the kitchen now, remembering why I was sitting outside of it, why I was made at him, why I was pretending it was all okay. I took the plate I tried smiling the same as I had earlier towards him. "Thanks." I whispered softly, biting my lip a little.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Aug 6, 2008 2:46:27 GMT
"You're welcome.." I said with a small smile back even though I could sort of tell that the smile wasn't as genuine as that last one she gave me. "Anything else you want? Or um.. need?" I asked looking over to her.
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