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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 10, 2007 20:44:26 GMT
Morgan dragged her feet on the way up the path, biting the inside of her cheek in a sullen kind of way. She'd kind of run out of hyper steam, and was feeling generally miserable, about Erin, about Will, about everything. So she thought she'd come and infect other people with her misery.
Not Ian, she'd already bothered him lately, she felt like talking to Maddie.
That usually cheered her up considerably.
Knocking lightly on the door, she called through the wood in a voice she wasn't sure sounded quite like her normal one, "Help, please?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 10, 2007 22:55:12 GMT
I hear a knock at the door.
I sigh, putting the needle down on the table and pushing my sleeve down.
I struggle slightly to get up, I was tired a lot lately, guess it was the strain of everything crashing down around me.
I make my way down the hall to the door, opening it slightly,"Row?" I say seeing her there, looker sadder then I'd ever seen her.
"Oh sweetheart," I mutter, pulling her inside.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 11, 2007 16:12:46 GMT
"I'm sorry," She mumbles, seeing her expression soften, and not really liking it, feeling like she should actually apologise for being miserable.
After all, how selfish of her was it when other people were suffering worse than her, to be miserable?
She kept her head tilted down slightly, even though her neck was beginning to ache. But she had to walk around like this so her hair fell over her face, concealing the right side of her forehead and eye which was bruised up pretty bad, but she forced a slight smile in Maddie's direction as she ushered her inside, "I hope you don't mind me coming here."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 11, 2007 21:28:47 GMT
"No, it's fine." I say quietly,"House has been pretty empty lately, no worries okay?" I say leading her over to the sofa."Oh Row." I mutter hugging her lightly.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 12, 2007 17:05:21 GMT
"No worries," She repeats quietly, lump appearing in her throat as she hugs her, hugging her lightly back, couple of tears sliding down her face, then forcing a weak laugh, wiping them away again, "Sorry."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 12, 2007 23:58:35 GMT
I smile weakly, raising a hand to her face brushing the tears away,"Never apologize for crying." I whisper pushing the hair back off her forehead,"So, you gonna tell me what happened?" I mutter, looking at the bruise.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 13, 2007 15:32:21 GMT
She drops her gaze, saying hoarsely, "It's nothing...my fault, I shouldn't have interfered in things that aren't my business."
She looks up again, couple more tears escaping but making no move to stop them this time, forcing a weak smile, "How are you anyway?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 13, 2007 20:45:27 GMT
"I'm fine, I'm worried about you." I mutter,"Row, who did this?"
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 14, 2007 15:15:44 GMT
"It's nothing," She smiles weakly, "I don't even know anyway. Wasn't paying much notice. Attention span of a gnat."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 14, 2007 20:38:37 GMT
I smile weakly, knowing better then to push the matter,"You want anything? Fridge is full for once."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 15, 2007 16:29:29 GMT
She shakes her head, "Not hungry, think I'm coming down with something, feel like shit. Rowan made me promise to go a doctor but I didn't say when I would, so I haven't technically lied..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 15, 2007 20:10:13 GMT
"Well your out of luck sweetheart, I'm a Healer." I say smiling weakly."So what's up? Describe the symptoms."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 16, 2007 12:27:02 GMT
"Oh what? No one told me that!" She moans, "Ugh. I don't know, just nausea, and chucking up, and dizzyness and my back's killing me, but that could just be from quidditch." She half-shrugs.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 16, 2007 15:18:31 GMT
I frown slightly, knowing those symptoms all too well.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 17, 2007 15:56:43 GMT
She watches her frown, twisting her hands together anxiously without realising she was doing it, "Oh God...I'm dying, aren't I?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 17, 2007 23:46:40 GMT
"Your not dying Row." I say, putting a reasurring hand on her shoulder.
You might as well be though...
"Row, I think...I think your pregnant."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 18, 2007 15:44:53 GMT
She laughs, although in a slighty hysterical way, "No, that's not possible...well, it's possible but not...not possible possible..." She protests.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 18, 2007 20:37:28 GMT
"Look, it's scary I know. You can take the test if you want," I say, realizing how much must be going through her mind at the moment.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 19, 2007 16:50:01 GMT
"No, it's not scary, it's stupid. I'm-...I'm 15 and Will's-..." She immediately stops talking, not having even meant to say his name. She hated hearing it right now.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 19, 2007 20:31:23 GMT
"Row, I'm gonna help you through this okay?" I say quietly,"Look, we can check, I could be wrong."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 20, 2007 15:22:04 GMT
"I don't want to check! What if-...what if I am?" She says the last part very quietly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 20, 2007 20:36:39 GMT
"Then you are." I reply simple,"I wish I could tell you it's gonna be okay but Row, I'm not gonna lie to you, it's gonna be scary, but I'm here okay?"
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 21, 2007 15:29:48 GMT
She nods mutely, looking at the floor, then says before she can stop herself because it sounds so childish, "I want Will back."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 21, 2007 21:40:04 GMT
I hug her tightly,"I knew you do sweetie, I know."
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 22, 2007 9:35:44 GMT
A few more tears slide noiselessly down her cheeks, "What did he over do to anyone? Why can't I have him back?" She says quietly, no longer caring about how childish she sounded.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 22, 2007 14:23:31 GMT
"He never did anything to anyone," I mutter, wiping some of her tears away.
"Row, there's nothing anyone can do, and I know that's not fair, but..." I trail off knowing there was nothing I could say to make her feel better.
"Row," I sigh slightly pushing the hair back off her forehead,"I'm always here, there's always a place for you here okay?"
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 23, 2007 10:40:42 GMT
"It's going to hurt, of course it is. And I wish I could say something, guess something even, to make you feel okay...But I can't."
"I-I know."
"But you love me anyway?"
"Of course I do, stupid."
"Say it then, tell me."
"I love you, Will."
She nods, staying silent for a moment before looking back up at her, "Thanks."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 23, 2007 14:14:53 GMT
I nod weakly,"He will always love you, you know." I say quietly.
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Post by Morgan Row on Sept 23, 2007 18:21:10 GMT
She nods again, staying quiet.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 24, 2007 20:30:26 GMT
"Come on, you want anything?" I ask, trying to make her talk hating how quiet it was,"Chocolate always makes things a little better."
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