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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 16:24:42 GMT
I lie with my head over the back of the couch, staring into the hall upside down.
Without Poppy to chase after, I was bored senseless. She was probably with Maddie for the day or something. And there were people in the house, I could hear someone, maybe more than one someone walking around elsewhere but it felt like it was just me.
Hadn't seen anyone around all morning, just been lying here, sighing softly to myself every now and again.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 16:40:32 GMT
"You going to do anything with your life or is that it?" I ask, not looking up from the book I was reading on the otherside of the room.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 17:54:09 GMT
"Holy shit," I jump and sit up too quickly so my head spins, sending a half-assed glare his way, "You scared the shit out of me."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 17:57:16 GMT
"And you have a new favourite word by the sounds of it," I remark, not looking up at him still.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 17:58:51 GMT
"Hahaha...wanker," I mutter, moving into a sitting position on the other end of the couch, looking at him properly, then glancing at the book in his hands, "Ray Bradbury?" I guess.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:01:33 GMT
"Uh-huh," I reply.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:02:34 GMT
"Only book you've ever read?" I shake my head amusedly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:06:55 GMT
I look up briefly and grin wearily, "Yeah."
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:08:52 GMT
"Only book you'll ever read?" I guess, grinning back.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:12:45 GMT
"Ah...most probably," I laugh weakly, eyes darting back to the floor, unable to hold his gaze for too long.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:15:26 GMT
I sigh, "What's on your mind Chris?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:18:04 GMT
"Nothing's on my mind," I lie immediately.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:19:53 GMT
"Either you've gotten worse at lying or I've gotten better at reading you, either way that was awful," I snort, moving round to sit on the arm of the couch, watching him, "Come on, what's up?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:24:00 GMT
"Nothing," I insist, turning the page in my book but no longer reading it.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:25:04 GMT
"Is it..." I pause, thinking, "Hmm...is it Poppy? Or is it...Maddie? Or is something else the matter?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:28:50 GMT
"Second one," I admit reluctantly.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:29:59 GMT
"Aha, thought so," I nod, "So what's the trouble in paradise Romeo?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:32:44 GMT
I give him a look, raising an eyebrow, "You're a very strange man, has anyone ever told you that?"
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:33:50 GMT
"Yes. Mostly you," I nod with a quick grin, "But you dodged the question. Answer the question damnit."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:37:12 GMT
"How about you take your big nose out of my business bellend?"
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:38:15 GMT
"Here we go..." I murmur, "Only trying to help."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:42:29 GMT
"And I'm only telling you to mind your own fucking business," I reply bluntly.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:44:11 GMT
"I know she tried to kill herself," I say after a moment, "Is it that, or something else?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:46:53 GMT
"I said, mind your own fucking business," I repeat sharply.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:51:02 GMT
I continue regardless, "I know that must sting right? After Erin and all. Completely natural to be angry and all, but you know it's cos you're scared right? Have you tried talking to her about it?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:54:28 GMT
"I'm not scared. You don't get it. Stop trying to help. I can work it out on my own." I say shortly.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:56:20 GMT
"God, do you have to be so fucking bitter about everything?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 18:58:28 GMT
"I'm not bitter," I mutter.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 19:02:24 GMT
"You are," I argue, "You're bitter and angry all the time and I bet you don't even know why half the time. You know what's really sad, Christopher? You're one of those bittter old men who end up all on their own angsting about how life passed them by, and you're 18. That's fucking sad, man."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 19:06:00 GMT
"Well fuck you very much for the psycho analysis, little brother," I say scathingly, getting to my feet, and not looking at him as I passed on my way into the hall.
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