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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 9, 2007 20:05:17 GMT
"Still leaving?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 9, 2007 20:06:38 GMT
I hesitate, "I don't know. Thinking about it. I think I should stay, but I don't want to half the time."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 9, 2007 20:08:11 GMT
Angel nodded. "How long have you got to decide?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 9, 2007 20:09:28 GMT
"I don't know. She doesn't know I'm thinking about leaving anymore." I sigh slightly.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 9, 2007 20:11:46 GMT
"Oh," Angel said, at loss of anything else to say.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 9, 2007 20:13:21 GMT
I look at the floor for a moment then admit quietly, "I need help."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 9, 2007 20:19:35 GMT
"What is it?" Angel asked softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 9, 2007 20:23:57 GMT
"Black. Regulus Black. I have 2 days...Molly Prewett and Yumi Baker. He wants them dead and he says he can't get his hands any dirtier so he wants me to do it. No killing curse. Have to make them suffer. He wants me to kill them or he'll go after Maddie and the baby again. I wasn't thinking...I just...I did what I was told. I went to Baker's flat and-..." I stop, looking down at my hands, "I didn't know what else to do. I just did it."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 10, 2007 23:08:20 GMT
"You... Killed her?" Angel said emotionlessly. "You killed Yumi?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 13:14:06 GMT
I nod wordlessly, "I slit her throat and left her there. I don't-...I don't know if she-...or not."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 11, 2007 16:19:55 GMT
Angel glared at Ian and slapped him as hard as she could. "You deserve that."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 11, 2007 17:47:20 GMT
"I know." I say quietly.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 12, 2007 13:43:11 GMT
"I thought you were past all of this."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 12, 2007 17:10:59 GMT
"Me too. But I just-...I get the order and I argue but I always get persuaded and then-...it's like it's not me anymore. Like I'm someone else. And I just do it. And I don't know how I do. It's like I'm not me half the time anymore."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 12, 2007 19:10:23 GMT
"I don't like the die, die, die," she mumbled. "It's not normal. Or healthy."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 12, 2007 19:17:13 GMT
"I don't like it either. I hate it. But I just do it."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 12, 2007 20:36:44 GMT
"Well don't."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 12, 2007 20:41:34 GMT
"I can't help it. It's like it's not me. I don't-...I lose control. I don't understand it."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 12, 2007 20:42:24 GMT
"Go to the mad house."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 12, 2007 20:48:15 GMT
"Go to the mad house? Thanks for your advice."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 12, 2007 20:49:57 GMT
"Any time."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 12, 2007 20:54:20 GMT
"Total fucking nightmare," I mutter, leaning back against the couch.
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 12, 2007 20:56:33 GMT
"Yup... How so?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 13, 2007 9:35:55 GMT
I shrug, "Just is."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 13, 2007 10:58:51 GMT
"You really should go to the mad house... I think it would help."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 13, 2007 17:02:20 GMT
"No, it wouldn't."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 20, 2007 10:59:21 GMT
"How do you know?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 20, 2007 14:28:29 GMT
"Just do."
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Post by Angel Simons on Aug 20, 2007 21:12:07 GMT
"Well I disagree."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 21, 2007 12:23:06 GMT
"Good for you. I know better."
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