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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 21:54:00 GMT
I drop my gaze, I couldn't look at him. You'll fall back in love with him if you do.
"I stay..I'll end up hating you." I bite down on my bottom,"I don't want that to happen."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 21:55:09 GMT
"You don't hate me now?" I mutter, "Cos you're acting like you do."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:04:34 GMT
"I don't hate you," I mutter,"I can never hate you." I force myself to look back up at him."I love you too much to hate you."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:08:14 GMT
I'm tempted to ask her why she's just walking out on me then, but I already know the answer.
So I just keep quiet.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:10:46 GMT
"It wasn't right between you and me," I mutter slinging my back over my shoulder."I need to do this. I need to get better." I stop, not wanting to leave."I need Alex."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:15:51 GMT
"You won't get him back," I say quietly after a moment, "They won't let you have him back. Not now they've taken them away."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:18:08 GMT
"You don't know that," I mutter,"I actually care about my son. If I get better..maybe..just maybe there's a chance they'll give him back, or at least let me see him."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:26:54 GMT
The rest of the sentence washes over me, "You actually care about your son? Are you implying I don't?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:30:32 GMT
I'm not sure I can hold my tongue any longer, the anger I was holding back wasn't going to stay in place.
"I'm not the one fucking someone else." I reply shortly.
"Where the fuck where you when he started crying cos he was being pulled away from me? When they put him in that muggle car and took him? You were with her. You could have been, but instead you wanted to go get shagged."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 22:34:58 GMT
"I didn't plan this!" The anger's back, but not as intense as before, instead it's more out of indignation.
"I didn't know Alex was going to be fucking taken away! And I didn't wake up this morning thinking, 'Hey, people are coming to steal my son, I think I'll go out and fuck Shell!' It just happened."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 22:37:25 GMT
I shake my head, turning around not wanting to look at him.
"Well you obiviously did a lot to stop it!" I yell back over my shoulder."You love her." I say softly after a moment."I can tell."
I stop, then make my way down the hall.
"I'm done here."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 23:03:55 GMT
"Yeah, you know what? I do fucking love her!" I yell after her.
There's some truth to these words, but it's mostly said out of spite.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 23:09:11 GMT
I don't react, just keep going down the hall.
I can't get any of the memories out of my head all of a sudden.
I can remember everything, every thought, every kiss, everything.
I shake my head.
"I loved you."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 23:17:59 GMT
"And I love you too," I add this far too quiet and far too late. But I have to say it anyway.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 23:20:18 GMT
I stop at the door, not sure if I could leave.
You can't leave baby, not like this.
Can't sty either mum.
I sigh, leaning my head on the door.
Why do you love him? Answer me, if you give one reason why you don't I'll let you leave.
"I'm not having this conversation with my dead mother." I said softly, pulling open the door.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 23:36:34 GMT
I sit down heavily at the kitchen table, rolling the ring between my palms absently.
Yeah, this is really it this time.
"Fuck," I mutter, shoving an empty glass off the table just because I need to hear something smash.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 20, 2008 23:42:33 GMT
You cannot walk away!
I close the door behind me, as I look up at the sky.
It's starting to rain but I don't care, I just pull my hood up and carry on down the path.
I love you Ian.
I love you Maddie.
Promise?
Promise.
Promises can always be broken. The cut on my hand means nothing now, Our blood, our bond. The fact we have a son together is worthless.
Looks just like you.
Has your eyes though.
I can honestly feel my heart being ripped in half.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 20, 2008 23:59:58 GMT
I stay where I am for a moment longer.
You're a bit young to be getting married, aren't you son?
I love her.
Easy. I never said you didn't.
"Shut up Dad," I mumble, putting my head in my hands.
I love you.
How long will you love me for?
Forever.
Forever and a day?
Forever and a whole week.
Forever and seven days? Doesn't seem very long.
Fine, forever and another forever.
That'll do.
I'm on my feet before I've really had time to think this through, reaching the front door in what feels like a matter of seconds, calling after her into the rain, "Maddie, stop!"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 0:03:52 GMT
I love you, so much.
I pull my jacket closer around myself as I hear a clap of thunder.
It takes everything in me not to jump.
What? Your scared of thunder now?
No, the rain will just make my hair frizz.
I lightly twirl a strand of hair around my finger,"It's going to frizz." I whisper softly.
I stop, hearing Ian call after me.
No. Do not fall for it Madeline, do not fall for it.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 0:08:27 GMT
She doesn't turn around and I make a soft irritated noise in the back of my throat, glancing up at the sky.
I close my eyes in exasperation, then run out into the rain after her, minus shoes and a jacket. I'm going to pay for this later, I'm sure.
"Maddie, stop," I put my hand on her shoulder, forcing her to stop.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 0:12:02 GMT
"Go away," I say softly,"Just go away and leave me alone." I whisper, but turn around to look at him.
I frown, seeing he's not wearing shoes or a jacket."Lummox," I mutter, shrugging off my jacket, which was his to begin with, putting it around his shoulders.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 0:14:12 GMT
I take it off again, placing it back round her shoulders and pulling it round her to keep her drier, "Keep it."
I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say, as whatevers possessed me to run out of the house in the middle of a storm has now seemingly vanished again and left me to my own devices.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 0:17:48 GMT
"I don't want it," I mutter stubbornly, brushing a strand of wet hair back off my forehead,"Your going to get sick," I mutter.
Tell him.
"I have to go,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 0:23:11 GMT
"I'm not going to get sick," I say stubbornly, then sigh softly, "Please don't go."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 0:28:49 GMT
"Are so," I mutter just as stubbornly back.
Well, doesn't this seem familiar? Isn't this how you two first ended up together in the beginning?
"I have to.."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 0:36:50 GMT
"You don't have to. What is making you leave? I love you!"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 0:39:02 GMT
"No you don't." I whisper softly, brushing the wet hair back off his forehead,"You love her. And I'm okay with it, really. I'll be okay."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 0:41:32 GMT
"I don't love her," I insist, then frown slightly, "No, I do love her. I just-...I love you."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 0:44:20 GMT
"You can't love two people at once, we've been through this before. Just like you can't be two people at one, it'll rip you apart." I gently trace my fingers over the side of his face,"I want to end this on good terms." Liar, you don't want to end this at all.
"I will always love you, you know that. I made a promise,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 1:01:28 GMT
"I can love two people at once, I do love two people at once, and I don't know how it happened but...for God's sake, please don't walk away from me, Maddie. I need you."
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