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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 21:16:33 GMT
Jack storms up to Hunt Manor, temper going crazy and not even trying to control it.
Ian hadn't been at home when he went to look for him there so he was probably with Rowan and Scott.
I'll kill that bastard! I fucking swear it! I told you he was a bastard Jack I told you!
Charlie's voice still rang out in his ears, he shook his head trying hard to calm him temper.
Mr. Tucker? Mr. Owens? One Madeline Speare was admitted to St. Mungo's today, is she any relation to you?
Yeah, she's our cousin, why? What happened?
Well, it's not good..
He clicks his tongue angrily on the roof of his mouth, not even bothering to knock and storms inside before yelling at the top of his lungs,"CHRISTOPHER FUCKING HUNT!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 26, 2007 21:24:14 GMT
"Fucking asking for it..." I mutter to myself, heading back down the stairs, assuming it was Scott who was yelling as it usually was and he was the only one that called me Christopher anymore.
I'd lost count of the times I'd told him not to, and how often I'd reminded it was inappropriate to swear when there was a two year old somewhere in the house.
I stop on the bottom stair, hand still resting on the banister, "Hello?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 21:26:50 GMT
"You." Jack snarls, pointing an accusing finger at him."What did you do to her?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 26, 2007 21:28:14 GMT
"Er..." I pause, trying to make sense of what was going on.
After a moment when it doesn't still make sense, I say slowly, "Huh?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 21:31:31 GMT
He clicks his tongue angerily on the roof of his mouth,"Want to tell me why my cousin was admitted to the hospital for a herion overdose? Why she was covered in bruises across her face and arms? Why the fuck she tried to kill herself?!" He roars,"What the fuck did you do to her?!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 26, 2007 21:33:45 GMT
I open my mouth to speak but no sound comes out, so I just close it again, suddenly have to grip very hard on the wood of the banister.
"Wh-what?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 21:37:01 GMT
"She fucking tried to kill herself! Something Maddie would never do unless someone did something horrible to her!" He yells,"What.Did.You.Do?!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 26, 2007 21:39:07 GMT
"I didn't-...I-..." I try and fail to speak so just give up on trying, sitting heavily on the step and running a hand through my hair, not much caring that he was still standing there.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 21:41:27 GMT
He glares at him, fists clenching and unclenching, breathing hard.
"You bastard, whatever the fuck you did to her.."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 26, 2007 21:44:20 GMT
"I didn't-..." I start to say again, voice muffled by my hands.
You hit her.
You didn't mean to.
You still did it.
Because of what she said. Because she said she was surprised no one else had thrown themselves off a tower because of you.
They might as well have now.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 21:46:36 GMT
"You two give all this crap about falling out of love with each other, then disappear for three months, then when you get back, two weeks later she tries to kill herself, why? Why?!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 26, 2007 21:48:09 GMT
"I don't know!" I snap, then repeat it quieter, "I don't know."
You should know.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 26, 2007 21:50:37 GMT
"For three months, we had no fucking clue where you two were, then when you show up I see her, she's happy, she's getting better from that..baby thing..and then this." He snaps.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 26, 2007 21:52:17 GMT
"I don't know!" I repeat louder, putting my head back in my hands, "Just please, shut up a minute."
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 27, 2007 1:10:30 GMT
He glares at the ground, jamming his fists into his pocket, keeping quiet for once.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 27, 2007 13:57:48 GMT
I stay quiet for a moment, then glance up at him, "She's okay now?"
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 27, 2007 21:16:25 GMT
"She's still asleep, they brought her over to Charlie's, he's staying with her til she wakes up." He mutters.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 28, 2007 21:36:59 GMT
I nod once, not sure what to say.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 29, 2007 2:58:20 GMT
"I don't get why she'd do it thouogh," He mutters, eyes stinging slightly,"Why would my baby cousin try to kill herself? And where the fuck have you two been the past three months?" He asks, hands shaking slightly,"That's not something Mini-Madds would ever think about doing," He says voice shaking with the effort to keep it steady.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 29, 2007 22:09:12 GMT
"Paris, we were in Paris for three months, okay?" I mutter into my hands, "Nothing happened to make her-..." I cut myself off sharply and just stop speaking.
Make her go out the same way as Erin.
"...surprised you haven't driven anyone else off a tower."
But it'd be worse than with Erin. You wouldn't have someone to make it okay again. Not like last time. Not if Maddie was gone.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 30, 2007 3:16:06 GMT
"What's so fucking special about Paris?" He mutters, knowing exactly what was so special about Maddie and seeing Paris.
I wanna see Paris Jacky, more then anything. City of lights you know, Mum and Da got married there, I wan't to see it so bad.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 30, 2007 13:53:50 GMT
"Is that so fucking important right now?" I mutter.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 30, 2007 20:38:24 GMT
"We're just trying to figure out what's missing is all." Jack mutters."Something's not right about all this."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 30, 2007 20:39:30 GMT
"You're telling me," I snort.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 30, 2007 20:41:50 GMT
Jack lets out a sigh of frustation before kicking out at the wall next to him,"It's doesn't fucking make snese, that's not my MJ, she wouldn't never do that."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 30, 2007 20:43:14 GMT
I watch him without saying anything, deciding it's probably really best not to comment.
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 30, 2007 20:48:52 GMT
"So, you had no clue she was uphappy did you?" He ask quietly after a moment.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 30, 2007 20:51:06 GMT
I shake my head silently.
And you should have. How useless are you?
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Post by Jack Tucker on Sept 30, 2007 20:54:11 GMT
He sighs running a hand though his hair,"She didn't seem unhappy, that's what makes it even werider."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Sept 30, 2007 20:55:43 GMT
I nod slightly, really not wanting to contribute to the conversation anymore so maybe it would die out and everything would go away again.
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