|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:08:30 GMT
"Okay," Angel laughed, poking him yet again.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:09:08 GMT
"Why are you still poking me?" I laugh, poking her back.
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 4, 2007 22:10:19 GMT
"Because I feel like it?" Angel asked more than said, drinking some of her drink. "Now, I'm going to go and get you a firewhiskey since I'm not drinking by myself."
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 4, 2007 22:13:30 GMT
"Okay then, but I'm not getting really drunk this time."
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 19:52:01 GMT
"I'm not going to either so that's okay," Angel smiled, standing up. "Gimme money then. I'm not going to sweet talk my way into one for you!"
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 20:08:28 GMT
I laugh and hand her the money in my pocket.
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 20:18:54 GMT
"Thank you," Angel smiled, walking up to the bar and ordering another drink. She got it and brought it back over to Ian. "There you go," she said, handing him the rest of the money.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 20:25:50 GMT
"Thanks." I say, pocketing it again.
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 20:28:38 GMT
"And your drink," she smiled, handing it too him.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 20:46:56 GMT
"Thanks again," I smile, taking the drink from her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 20:48:45 GMT
"Any time," Angel smiled, sitting back in her seat. "What were we drinking to?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 20:58:21 GMT
"Um...shit, I forgot."
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 20:59:18 GMT
"We do that a lot..." Angel sighed.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:07:49 GMT
"Yeah, too often really. Let's think of something else to drink to."
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:08:29 GMT
"Our bad memories that will hopefully grow better with age!"
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:09:35 GMT
"Yeah, that, and the fact that tomorrow morning I am so out of this shit heap of a place!"
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:10:46 GMT
"What?" Angel asked loudly.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:15:55 GMT
"Tomorrow morning. I am packing up. I am walking out of this place. I am going somewhere better than here." I explain.
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:19:15 GMT
"But you can't!" Angel said sadly. "You mustn't!"
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:22:23 GMT
"Why? What's to keep me here? My siblings are dead, Gid's dead, Erin's dead, Maddie never wants to see me again, the kid'll be better off not knowing it's father, and I just end up getting you and my other friends tortured by maniacs. I'm out of here."
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:30:56 GMT
"Why doesn't Maddie want to see you?" Angel asked softly. "Please don't leave."
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:33:27 GMT
"Because Logan told her everything. He told her all the things I've done and he made up things as well. He told her that it was me who killed her parents. He told her all sorts of shit like that. And she's taking his word over mind. So fuck that. Cos I don't want to see her either. And why shouldn't I? Why should I stay?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:41:24 GMT
"Because I want you to," Angel said softly. "You've helped me through so much and I really need you here. For more than one reason. If she believes his word over yours then it's her problem but I couldn't stand it if you left because of it. I didn't believe him when he told me things about you, and she shouldn't either."
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:44:44 GMT
"Well, she does. I can hardly live with that I've done, in fact a lot of the time I can't which is probably why I try and top myself so often. I came here for a fresh start, a new beginning and I'm just not going to find that here. Not when everyone seems so bothered with my past. I'll miss you Angel. You're probably one of the few things I will miss about this place now. And I'll write and everything. I just can't stay."
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:48:14 GMT
"But you have to," Angel said sadly, tears gathering in her eyes. "You have to stay. Please? I've only just got back. Confuzzled buddies have to stick together."
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 21:53:55 GMT
"I can't stay." I say quietly, "I still love her. I can't stay here. I need to get away. I'll come back and visit sometime. I will. And I'll write to you."
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 5, 2007 21:57:37 GMT
"You have to stay," Angel said, tears falling down her face. "You just have to. I won't let you leave."
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 5, 2007 22:01:46 GMT
"Come on Angel, don't cry."
|
|
|
|
Post by Angel Simons on Aug 6, 2007 10:26:31 GMT
"I can't help it. I just found out my best friend is leaving! What would you do?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Ian Hunt on Aug 6, 2007 11:46:08 GMT
"Not cry?"
|
|
