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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 1:04:24 GMT
"No you don't." I say, my voice cracking."You don't need me, you have her. Please..please..just go..don't make me do this Ian."
Don't make me fall back in love with you.
I lower my head, not caring that my hair's probably frizzing or I'm freezing out here in the rain.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 1:14:47 GMT
"No! I won't go! I need you, I love you," I argue.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 1:16:58 GMT
"Your acting like a child," I mumble, taking his face in my hands."Please, please. Don't do this. I..I'll get better, I'll get Alex. You can come see him whenever you want, just please.."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 1:19:56 GMT
"Please what? You're the best thing in my life! I can't just let you walk out on me!"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 1:22:19 GMT
"Don't make me fall in love with you," I whisper softly, pressing my forehead to his.
If I really was the best thing in your life you wouldn't have cheated.
"I will always love you, you know that. Our blood, our bond rememeber? Now matter what."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 1:32:44 GMT
"I'm not making you," I reply quietly, resting my forehead against hers, "I just wish you'd stay."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 13:07:31 GMT
"Yes you are," I reply softly, closing my eyes tightly."I can't stay, I don't have a reason to stay anymore."
"You and me will be okay, it'll be okay. We'll be friends, I'm always here for you, you know that."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 18:18:25 GMT
"You don't have a reason? Do I not count anymore? Or did I never count?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 18:24:03 GMT
"You always counted." I whisper, my voice cracking, tears filling my eyes again."But I can't keep doing this..four Ian..four times.."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 19:10:45 GMT
"And you've never cheated?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 19:17:18 GMT
"I know," I say softly,"This is why I'm doing this. We'll just keep hurting each other. I love you too much to do that Ian."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 19:57:45 GMT
"No, you're just hurting us both more," I argue frustratedly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 20:01:41 GMT
"I'm not going to stand here and fight with you," I mutter, running a hand through my hair, shivering slightly.
Your telling the truth for once, you don't want to fight, you do want to kiss him though.
No is not the time.
It's always the time.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 20:17:03 GMT
I contemplate arguing back again, but decide against it, "Fine, I give up. If you want to go, then go."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 20:19:35 GMT
I don't think about what I do next. When do you ever think when your around him.
I've grabbed him by the wrist and turned him back to face me, kissing him softly.
I draw away after a moment, realizing what I've done,"Sorry." I mumble softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 20:35:39 GMT
"It's no problem," I reply, but make no move to kiss her back.
She doesn't want that. She doesn't want you.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 20:37:47 GMT
"I shouldn't have done that," I mumble softly.
You love him. you love him.
"I love you okay?" I whisper, letting go of his wrist.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 20:40:23 GMT
"Yeah, enough to walk away, you've said."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 20:43:17 GMT
"And your just doing so much to make me want to stay?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 21:15:35 GMT
"What the fuck? I have stood here and practically begged you to stay and you're the one that's so determined to leave."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 23:35:28 GMT
He's right.
"I just can't keep doing this..but I don't want to go,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 21, 2008 23:52:44 GMT
"Choose Maddie," I say softly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 21, 2008 23:57:37 GMT
"That's not fair," I say softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 22, 2008 0:14:58 GMT
"Neither is this. You can't just tell me you love me and tell me you're leaving."
I push my wet hair frustratedly back off my forehead, only noticing the chill of the rain now. I wonder vaguely how long we've been standing out here.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 22, 2008 0:20:21 GMT
I wrap my arms around myself, noticing I was starting to shake. I glance up at the sky, as if that'll give me an answer, wondering how long we'd been here.
My mind wanders, back to the day in the forest. It had been raining then too.
I don't deserve you.
No, you deserve so much more.
I want you though.
I'm here aren't I?
"You ever put your arms out and start spinning really, really fast?" I ask softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 22, 2008 0:28:11 GMT
"I've been spinning for a long time now," I mutter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 22, 2008 0:31:08 GMT
I look down, unable to stop the hurt from showing.
"That's what this love is like," I whisper softly,"Made our hearts race, and it turned our worlds upside down."
I tuck a loose strand of wet hair back behind my ear.
"We just didn't keep our eyes on something still, we didn't see when we started to fall,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 22, 2008 0:53:21 GMT
I sigh softly after a moment, "Go back inside, you're getting soaked. I'll pack my things and go, okay?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 22, 2008 0:55:00 GMT
I shake my head, tugging his jacket closer around myself.
"I'm fine, I've got to go."
Liar.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 22, 2008 1:03:08 GMT
"Go where? That is your house," I gesture behind us, "I'm the one with no business there anymore."
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