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Post by Ian Hunt on Nov 30, 2007 21:51:25 GMT
What are you DOING? Fucking idiot.
I know what I'm doing.
Liar. Just...don't loose your fucking temper...er...any more than you already have.
I drop my eyes, spotting her eyes form tears and trying to ignore the wash of guilt.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Nov 30, 2007 21:57:41 GMT
I shake my head, tugging absently at the bottom of my shirt, turning back around."Just go." I whisper,"I know you'd rather be anywhere but here."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Nov 30, 2007 21:59:31 GMT
I hesitate slightly, then just shrug, making my way towards the door without a word.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Nov 30, 2007 22:08:01 GMT
"Your a fuck-up Madeline," I mumble, leaning against the wall,"A big stupid fuck up."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Nov 30, 2007 22:09:35 GMT
You're not a fuck up. You're not. A complex wreck, that's all. And I still love you and I don't want to walk away...
I close my eyes in a bid to stop the thoughts, barely resisting the urge to turn back around.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Nov 30, 2007 22:14:19 GMT
How can you still love him? How? You should hate him, you should hate him.
I can't.
And why not? Because you love him?
"Because I love him," I whisper quietly, closing my eyes tightly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Nov 30, 2007 22:18:56 GMT
"Then why did you do it?" The words are out of my mouth before I can decide not to say them, tone more exasperated than I'd have liked it to be.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Nov 30, 2007 22:21:29 GMT
"I don't know." I whisper, trying to keep my voice steady,"I don't. I want to take it back, I don't know. Cos I'm stupid, 'cos I'm a whore a bitch, I'm a stupid fuck up."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Nov 30, 2007 22:23:40 GMT
"You're not-...you're not any of those things," I say evenly, "Which is why I don't understand."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Nov 30, 2007 22:27:15 GMT
"It just happened." I say, voice cracking with the effort to keep it steady, still not turning around to face him."I'd do anything to take it back, I would. It's cos I'm a fuck-up, that's the only reason I can think of,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 1, 2007 22:08:17 GMT
I stay very silent, and very still, then manage a slight shrug, "I forgive you," My voice is slightly hoarse for some reason.
But I just ignore it, then manage to carry on walking away from her and out of the door.
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