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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 29, 2007 20:01:33 GMT -5
"You don't know that for sure." she said gently, pushing her blonde hair out of her face. "Maybe he does feel something for you, and, well... he's shy." she suggested, hopefully. "Maybe he's afraid to say what he feels."
”Maybe I should get him drunk then,” Rip fired back, there was no bitterness behind those words, no mocking. It was just Todd stating a plain old fact. ”Maybe if I get him loosened up, I can grill with him questions and figure out if this was a waste of six years, a waste of tears, a waste of breath, hell and a waste of Firewhiskey. I think it was.”
"Don't you do that." she said with a strong note in her voice. "Don't you dare give up, Ripley Todd. That's not who you are."
“Then who am I Dell!?” Ripley shouted her voice cracking, she whirled around. “Who the fuck am I? I don’t know who I am. He doesn’t know how I am. I am a heartless bitch, who loves all the wrong guys and gets it thrown back in her face every single time.” She picked up a rock lingering on the forest floor and threw it into the woods, it was a couple seconds before it fell. “Who am I?” She asked softly. “I’m the daughter of a fuckin’ whore, a daughter of an Auror and cop who got himself killed, sister to some ass who thinks he can abandon his country and friends with a werewolf, two pranksters, a Ravenclaw and someone who can’t see the one they love right in front of them. That’s where I come from, but who am I?”
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Post by Delilah Simon on Jul 30, 2007 9:44:59 GMT -5
”Maybe I should get him drunk then, Maybe if I get him loosened up, I can grill with him questions and figure out if this was a waste of six years, a waste of tears, a waste of breath, hell and a waste of Firewhiskey. I think it was.”
Though the statement wasn't meant to be taken cruelly, Delilah couldn't help but feel a stab of hurt jolt through her heart. She felt like a regular old scarlet woman, who went around sleeping with any guy that was decent-looking. Of course this wasn't true, but at that moment she felt so dirty she wanted to go scrub down in the lake or something. It wasn't as horrible as she was making it out to be, she knew; Hell, Remus was her first and only - so far. She hadn't jumped in the sack with anyone since Remus and supposed that's what triggered Micheal's mean reaction.
Tears stinging her eyes, she turned her face away and shook her head slightly. She hated herself for hurting Ripley, she hated Sirius and James for pushing her and Remus together, she hated herself and Remus for being drunk when they shouldn't have been... Nonetheless, even if they hadn't been drunk, would it have happened? She'd have to think on that later.
"Don't speak like that, it's an awful thing to say." she said softly, her tears glittering in the moonlight, but refraining from falling.
“Then who am I Dell!? Who the fuck am I? I don’t know who I am. He doesn’t know how I am. I am a heartless bitch, who loves all the wrong guys and gets it thrown back in her face every single time. Who am I? I’m the daughter of a fuckin’ whore, a daughter of an Auror and cop who got himself killed, sister to some ass who thinks he can abandon his country and friends with a werewolf, two pranksters, a Ravenclaw and someone who can’t see the one they love right in front of them. That’s where I come from, but who am I?”
Having enough of Ripley's heartache, she grabbed her friend by the shoulders to spin her around. "Ripleyamadeus." she said in a firm, even tone rarely heard by anyone. In fact, the last person she'd used it on was Sirius and he'd gone completely white. 'Nuff said. "You are Ripley Todd; a strong, brave, capable, funny girl whose seen her share of heartache and grief. But just because maybe Remus doesn't feel the same doesn't mean you should throw everything away." Her tone was a bit softer now, but still even and commanding. "You're a spectacular friend and a right good laugh, and I lot of people would be down in the dumps without you."
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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 30, 2007 18:14:13 GMT -5
"Don't speak like that, it's an awful thing to say."
“Well, I’m full of awful things to say, that wasn’t as bad as what I was gonna say.” Ripley snarled angrily, finding another rock and throwing it into the woods. She wanted so badly to say the words she was holding inside, but was not about to ruin her friendship with Delilah over a guy that cared nothing for her.
"Ripleyamadeus. You are Ripley Todd; a strong, brave, capable, funny girl whose seen her share of heartache and grief. But just because maybe Remus doesn't feel the same doesn't mean you should throw everything away." Her tone was a bit softer now, but still even and commanding.
Ripley felt herself being turned around and grimaced at the tone Delilah was using. She couldn’t get one word in as her best friend went on and on, about who she was. “So, Remus doesn’t like me then, thanks for clearing that up,” Ripley muttered bitterly and threw another rock.“I can stop hoping now, thanks for crashing my hopes and dreams.”
She threw the last rock in her hand and ran her fingers through her hair again. ”Let’s just go inside, okay?” All she wanted to do was go to her dorm and cry a little, then settle down for a night of restless sleep.
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Post by Delilah Simon on Jul 31, 2007 10:24:33 GMT -5
“Well, I’m full of awful things to say, that wasn’t as bad as what I was gonna say.”
Delilah shrunk back a bit, Ripley's words stinging at her heart. What had gone wrong? Well, she knew, but she was appalled that things had slipped downhill so quickly. They'd been best friends, almost like sisters, and then one day everyone got horrendusly drunk and things happened. Oh, how Delilah vowed she'd never get drunk again. Maybe a drink or two here and there to help ease her troubled mind, but no more. "Go ahead and say it." she murmured, averting her eyes. "It's better than hiding it. I won't be hurt or offended, I promise. I want you to let it out."
“So, Remus doesn’t like me then, thanks for clearing that up,” Ripley muttered bitterly and threw another rock.“I can stop hoping now, thanks for crashing my hopes and dreams.”
"I said maybe he doesn't have feelings for you." Delilah corrected, still frowning a bit. "Ripley, the only way you're going to find out how he feels is if you ask him." Pushing her hair out of her face, that was being tousled by the slight breeze, Dell sighed. 'I need to talk to him, Ripley, this cannot continue the way it has been with you.'
”Let’s just go inside, okay?”
Delilah watched the rock with empty eyes, wanting to protest but unable to find the words at first. How could something she had deemed to be so beautiful, an accident, yes, but a beautiful accident, become so horribly destructive? It felt like something was eating away at her insides and she couldn't force it away.
"Ripley," she said softly, staring into the dark forest with an unreadable expression. "Ripley if we go inside now you know that we won't ever be the same."
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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 31, 2007 10:48:44 GMT -5
"Go ahead and say it." she murmured, averting her eyes. "It's better than hiding it. I won't be hurt or offended, I promise. I want you to let it out."
Ripley turned her gaze on Delilah, all the hateful things she wanted to say lingering in her mind, if she said them—No, she wasn’t like that. But she wasn’t one to talk behind someone’s back, she faced them head on. ”I was gonna say maybe I should Remus drunk again and see if I had the same luck you did, but I won’t because I he doesn’t like me. You have to like someone like that, even in a drunken state.” She sat on the boulder again, staring blindly into the forest. She just wanted to forget any of this happened, she wanted to forget that she had ever met Remus.
"I said maybe he doesn't have feelings for you." Delilah corrected, still frowning a bit. "Ripley, the only way you're going to find out how he feels is if you ask him."
”It’s pointless to keep trying, though.” Rip stated. ”You and I both know it, there’s nothin’ that can change my mind on that. He can come to me now, I’m through going to him, I’m done telling him how I feel, I’m done talking about him, and I am done with love. What’s love anyway? A secondhand emotion. Really, who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken? For fuck’s sake give me a black hole instead.”
"Ripley," she said softly, staring into the dark forest with an unreadable expression. "Ripley if we go inside now you know that we won't ever be the same."
”How won’t we be the same? Ripley turned to look at Dell, her expression blank. ”You screwed the guy I liked, now it’s your chance to go after him. Have fun, live a happy life. Get married, pop out a few kids, the fuckin’ end.” The words should’ve been bitter, they should’ve, but instead they were soft, almost caring. Maybe that was hurt them both the most. Tucking a hunk of brown hair behind her ear, Ripley let out an inaudible sigh.
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Post by Delilah Simon on Jul 31, 2007 11:06:15 GMT -5
”I was gonna say maybe I should Remus drunk again and see if I had the same luck you did, but I won’t because I he doesn’t like me. You have to like someone like that, even in a drunken state.”
Delilah felt tears stinging at the back of her eyes once again. She found that the more that the two spoke about the matter, the bigger the wound in her heart became. It was tearing her up inside, and she needed Remus right then, more than she'd never admit. Letting a shudder pass through her body, she did her best to hold her head high though on the inside she was crumbling. "Well then I'm sorry." she said softly. "I'm sorry that I was drunk and didn't realize what I was doing, or that I slept with the man you had feelings for. I am truly, truly, sorry."
”It’s pointless to keep trying, though.” Rip stated. ”You and I both know it, there’s nothin’ that can change my mind on that. He can come to me now, I’m through going to him, I’m done telling him how I feel, I’m done talking about him, and I am done with love. What’s love anyway? A secondhand emotion. Really, who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken? For fuck’s sake give me a black hole instead.”
"Never give up." she said firmly after a moment, still standing straight and tall. "Ripley, if you give up you're letting yourself fail. You may think love is a weakness, but I guarantee it's a strength. The only weakness would be to stop fighting and trying, because then you have nothing to live for." The Ravenclaw spoke from her heart, the shimmer of tears passing through her deep blue eyes.
”How won’t we be the same? Ripley turned to look at Dell, her expression blank. ”You screwed the guy I liked, now it’s your chance to go after him. Have fun, live a happy life. Get married, pop out a few kids, the fuckin’ end.”
The tears spilled over now, though only one made it past her sparkling blue eyes and slid down her cheek. Her lower lip quivered slightly, her head still held high. "I don't know what the future holds." she said under her breath, her body still suddering a bit. "Ripley, you should know that. Remus is my friend and we shared something special. That's all." 'Or is there something more...?'
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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 31, 2007 12:49:34 GMT -5
"Well then I'm sorry." she said softly. "I'm sorry that I was drunk and didn't realize what I was doing, or that I slept with the man you had feelings for. I am truly, truly, sorry."
”You’re sorry?” Ripley repeated slowly. ”You’re sorry, well that makes me feel a hell of a lot better. Really, it does.” Bitter, unremorseful and after all it was Ripley. She snapped a twig in half throwing half into the woods. ”Like I said, why don’t you go after him, because you have a chance. Not like me who has a snowballs chance in hell with him! Cause I am pretty god damn sure hell ain’t frozen yet.”
"Never give up." she said firmly after a moment, still standing straight and tall. "Ripley, if you give up you're letting yourself fail. You may think love is a weakness, but I guarantee it's a strength. The only weakness would be to stop fighting and trying, because then you have nothing to live for."
”So let me fail, I don’t care!” Ripley shouted, throwing her arms out to the side. ”It’s fuckin’ pointless I don’t know how many times I need to repeat to you people. I don’t give fuckin’ rats ass about love anymore. Love doesn’t love me. It loves you and Remus and every other lucky shit ass fuckin’—argh there is!” She looked around for a wall to punch, but sadly they were in the forest still, and punching a tree—she didn’t wanna hurt the tree, she wanted to hurt herself.
"I don't know what the future holds." she said under her breath, her body still shuddering a bit. "Ripley, you should know that. Remus is my friend and we shared something special. That's all."
”Well, that made me feel a whole lot better,” Ripley stated sarcastically. ”Really, break out the party hats, and the keg, let’s celebrate that you two shared something special and happy and oh yeah while you guys were doin’ it I was probably crying over him. So, thank you for being the highlight of my life.” Rip finished the speech with a flourish of her arm. ”Now can we go back, or do you wanna talk about the weather and how Ripley a once hockey player is now utterly pissed off because of some fuckin’ guy? It’s up to you. She stood as she had always stood, tall, proud and angry, furious--the usual touch me and something will be broken, she hated seeing Dell cry, but she also hated being the one jaded.
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Post by Delilah Simon on Jul 31, 2007 13:16:25 GMT -5
”You’re sorry?” Ripley repeated slowly. ”You’re sorry, well that makes me feel a hell of a lot better. Really, it does.” Bitter, unremorseful and after all it was Ripley. She snapped a twig in half throwing half into the woods. ”Like I said, why don’t you go after him, because you have a chance. Not like me who has a snowballs chance in hell with him! Cause I am pretty god damn sure hell ain’t frozen yet.”
Delilah's vision was nearly completely obscured by tears now, she could barely make out the distinct shape of the girl she'd grown to love like a sister in front of her. Shaking her head, once, she clenched her fists to hold herself together. "Stop it, Ripley, please." she murmured, the pain in her voice evident as he entire body began to tremble. But Ripley wasn't finished.
”So let me fail, I don’t care!” Ripley shouted, throwing her arms out to the side. ”It’s fuckin’ pointless I don’t know how many times I need to repeat to you people. I don’t give fuckin’ rats ass about love anymore. Love doesn’t love me. It loves you and Remus and every other lucky shit ass fuckin’—argh there is!”
Dell stared, shocked, as Ripley moved strike the tree, but held herself back. Delilah knew that Ripley punched things when she got upset, and she didn't want her to get hurt anymore than she already was. "Ripley, please don't you'll hurt yourself." she said, blinking a few times to try and push back the tears. They faltered slightly but still remained. "You're wrong." she said quietly, under her breath. "Love is beautiful, and powerful, and strong, and it never dies. It's a strength, and if you don't have at least some type of love than you will never live."
”Well, that made me feel a whole lot better,” Ripley stated sarcastically. ”Really, break out the party hats, and the keg, let’s celebrate that you two shared something special and happy and oh yeah while you guys were doin’ it I was probably crying over him. So, thank you for being the highlight of my life.” Rip finished the speech with a flourish of her arm. ”Now can we go back, or do you wanna talk about the weather and how Ripley a once hockey player is now utterly pissed off because of some fuckin’ guy? It’s up to you."
Delilah took a few steps backward, so that her back was up against the tree. The tears fell freely, glistening and reflecting the starlight and half moonlight as they slowly slipped down her cheeks. Oh, how had it come to this. "Ripley..." she whispered, but her heart caught in her throat. The girl whom she'd trusted her life with, what had gone wrong? A horrible pain seared through Delilah's chest and she whimpered softly. 'So this is how hearts break.'
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Post by Remus Lupin on Jul 31, 2007 13:48:53 GMT -5
The full moon was in a couple of days and that meant that Remus of course was hit by a huge wave of insomnia, not that it mattered, sleep was being easily deprived by his neverending thoughts. So rather than stare at the curtains or the top of his four poster, he fancied a walk, the cold night air usually did him some good. Walking, hands in his cloak next to his wand, his feet took him through the castle and into the grounds, where the soft grass barely made a noise under his feet.
Passing the Whomping Willow he involuntarily shuddered, reminding him of the next couple days to come. Great. At least when he transformed it took his mind off everything else. He kped walking, hardly noticing his surroundings. That until he heard noises from the forest edge. Somebody yelling, and that yelling sounded oddly familiar. Taking his chances he made his way, until he stopped a mear ten yards away from Riply and a blond with tears in her blue eyes. Delilah. Great, he would rather walk into the Willow that have to face Ripley, with Delilah.
"You know you'll probably wake up half the castle with your ranting." Remus stated looking at Ripley for the moment. She was probably ranting about him, who else had caused her some pain, so he was in for something, whatever it was. And with Del here, it didn't make the situation any easier. Still he was intruding but he felt that he should.
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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 31, 2007 14:12:57 GMT -5
” "Stop it, Ripley, please."
”Stop what, Dell? Huh? Stop saying how I feel, well isn’t that god damn shame that I don’t care. Maybe you can hold your anger in, but when mine reaches that point there is no going back kid, you’re past the point of no return.” Ripley forgot about self control and let her first fly into the tree. The bark scraped the skin on her knuckles, not blood was shed, but they would definitely be red.
"Ripley, please don't you'll hurt yourself."
”Ohhh,” Ripley sang out. ”Too late.” Yeah, definitely past the point of no return. You’re wrong Ripley’s sharp hearing caught that. ”Oh am I really wrong? Or are you just telling yourself that so you can be happy and carefree?”
"Love is beautiful, and powerful, and strong, and it never dies. It's a strength, and if you don't have at least some type of love than you will never live."
“Love is gonna make me friggin’ hurl if you keep talkin’ ‘bout it. You have fun with Remus, okay, go right ahead, I don’t care. Have fun, go get laid again. Leave me to sulk in misery!” Ripley ran frustrated hands through her hair, tugging on the curls.
"Ripley..."
”Is me saying that really so shocking?” Ripley asked with a frown. ”Yeah maybe you don’t deserve it, but someone does and since your were one of the ones who went to bed with Remus then maybe I am letting my anger out at the right person. Hell, Delilah I love you like a sister, you’re one of my best friends, but you also had a part in killing me inside.” Rip thumped an open palm over her heart. ”Now, let’s just let this all go and yell at each other, because I hate more than anything seeing you cry.” her voice had softened.
"You know you'll probably wake up half the castle with your ranting." The voice of Remus hit home for Ripley, right straight in the gut. She whirled around spotting him, the little fuckin’ asshole a couple feet away.
”Well, if it wasn’t for you and my best friend doing it, maybe I wouldn’t be, maybe I would be over you by now!” She yelled with fury. Tall and proud Ripley stood, dark brown eyes narrowed in a glare between a boy she thought she loved and a best friend who should’ve told her right away what had happened.
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Post by Delilah Simon on Jul 31, 2007 14:26:09 GMT -5
”Stop what, Dell? Huh? Stop saying how I feel, well isn’t that god damn shame that I don’t care. Maybe you can hold your anger in, but when mine reaches that point there is no going back kid, you’re past the point of no return. Ohhh, Too late. Oh am I really wrong? Or are you just telling yourself that so you can be happy and carefree? Love is gonna make me friggin’ hurl if you keep talkin’ ‘bout it. You have fun with Remus, okay, go right ahead, I don’t care. Have fun, go get laid again. Leave me to sulk in misery! Is me saying that really so shocking? Yeah maybe you don’t deserve it, but someone does and since your were one of the ones who went to bed with Remus then maybe I am letting my anger out at the right person. Hell, Delilah I love you like a sister, you’re one of my best friends, but you also had a part in killing me inside. Now, let’s just let this all go and yell at each other, because I hate more than anything seeing you cry.”
Delilah, the lump still lodged firmly in her throat, shook her head. Her crystal blue eyes were closed against the barrage of emotions, her fists still clenched at her sides to keep from sobbing. "No." she whispered, finally, after a moment of silence. Slowly, irrevocably, she let her eyes drift open, not even noticing the fact that Remus was quickly approaching. "I will not yell at you, Ripley."
"You know you'll probably wake up half the castle with your ranting."
Delilah felt her heart drop out of her throat. 'Damn.' She knew this probably wasn't the best place for Remus, given the circumstances. "Remus." she breathed, spinning around to face him, the remnants of her tears quickly fading but still shimmering slightly in her eyes. 'Bad, Ripley's pissed....'
”Well, if it wasn’t for you and my best friend doing it, maybe I wouldn’t be, maybe I would be over you by now!”
Delilah frowned a bit and took a small step off of the tree. "Don't yell at him." she admonished slightly. She knew of Remus's approaching dilemna and didn't want him to get any more stressed out than he already was. Besides, he looked really pale and it worried her. "Yell at me." 'He's sick, Rip, please, just this once...'
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Post by Remus Lupin on Jul 31, 2007 14:54:17 GMT -5
Delilah seemed to notice his presence, as he turned and only offered her a quick grin. So is that what she was all worried and angry about? "So what's the big deal? If anything it's James' and Sirius' fault for getting me drunk in the first place." He replied, it was and it wasn't a big deal at the same time. Now he could only imagine what her response to a cheating boyfriend would be, hell he felt like he was the cheating boyfriend in the spotlight at that moment.
Remus only wished that Delilah would stay out, it was between him and Ripley and her anger was toward him, she needed to just get it out of her system. "What do you want from me Ripley? To lie to you just so you feel better?" Remus said annoyance getting the better of him. He didn't want to lie to her just because she wanted to hear something, hear words of love and committment that weren't true but she would have to suffer.
But he didn't want to do that, or lose his friend as things had been going. Still she didn't need to yell at Del for it, sure she had been the one that Remus had been with, but that still didn't provide reason for it. Remus didn't care if he was yelled at, better that Del, though it just proved she was taking his side, that wouldn't go over well with Rip. She probably just wanted him to chose a side, or she probably wondered if he would have done that even with the knowledge of Ripley's feelings.
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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 31, 2007 16:01:04 GMT -5
"No. I will not yell at you, Ripley."
“Then why are you still here?” Ripley replied angrily. “Dell, me and you, man we’re supposed to be like sisters!” Her emotions raged within and like a wheel spinning and for Dell and only Dell settled on love. “What happened to us?” She whispered. “You didn’t tell me and you should’ve—I should’ve told you I liked him, but would that have stopped you?”
"Don't yell at him." she admonished slightly. "Yell at me."
“Dear God, do not think that I’m stupid, I know the full moon is right around the corner, which is why I’ll wait…again. The waiting game, well I’m done waiting, I’m done with it.” Ripley turned on Remus as he spoke, brown eyes shooting daggers, she was alone on this one, those two had one another to bounce off of, she was to defend herself alone—the way it had always been, just her. ”The more I wait the more I waste away. To hell with that. I’m done waiting, I’m done, Remus. Understand me?”
So what's the big deal? If anything it's James' and Sirius' fault for getting me drunk in the first place."
“Yeah, it is their, fault and trust me they’ve got the full brunt of this,” Ripley waved a hand around to single the fight and yelling. Inside her mind she wanted curl into a ball and give in, to stop fighting with them. That wasn’t who she was. She would stand her ground and let her emotions run free, and god have mercy on anyone who crossed her afterward.
"What do you want from me Ripley? To lie to you just so you feel better?" Remus said annoyance getting the better of him.
“How about telling me the god damn truth and not saying you need time!” Ripley shouted, tears pricking her eyes.“How about you telling me face to face, being a man say ‘Rip, I don’t like you that way, I never will because I fucked the first girl I saw when I was drunk’ there ya go end of story, have a good life.” She took a few steps closer to Remus, meeting his eyes. “You led me on, you lied to me, and you hurt me. All of that I can forgive you for. So, make me happy by going with Dell. Forget about the words I said, forget ‘em. Me, you and Dell are still friends, and that’s all I’ll ever be to you. I get it. No problem.” She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked at Dell with teary eyes. "Ya see her Remus? You wouldn't have gone to bed with her if you didn't like her to begin. I kept telling myself you were blind--but it was me the whole time." Ripley lifted a shoulder. She couldn't say anymore then that. She would find someone in time
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Post by Delilah Simon on Jul 31, 2007 16:10:58 GMT -5
“Then why are you still here?” Ripley replied angrily. “Dell, me and you, man we’re supposed to be like sisters!” Her emotions raged within and like a wheel spinning and for Dell and only Dell settled on love. “What happened to us?” She whispered. “You didn’t tell me and you should’ve—I should’ve told you I liked him, but would that have stopped you?”
That did it. Delilah Simon snapped. "Are you daft?!" she snarled, taking a few steps forward toward Ripley, forgetting momentarily that Remus was there. It was rare that Dell ever yelled at anyone but she needed to get her point across and Ripley wasn't hearing her. Fresh tears glistened in her eyes as she glared at her friend, more hurt that she would evem think that than anything. "Do you honestly think I would do that to you if I knew?! I thought you knew me, Ripleyamadeus. I've repeated myself a million gazilllion times; I had no idea. AND!" she continued, holding up one hand to silence any possible protect. "AND we were drunk. Both of us. Hammered, wasted, completely out the wazoo. You can yell at me, say mean things to me because I understand you need to get it off your chest, but you will never, ever suggest that if I had known and been sober I would have betrayed you like that." Obviously, she'd calmed down as the small speech progressed and suddenly found herself fighting down a blush. She didn't usually yell at people like that, especially her friends. She hated fighting, taking a few steps backwards she shook her head slightly and looked away, feeling a pang of sadness rush through her body.
“How about telling me the god damn truth and not saying you need time!” Ripley shouted, tears pricking her eyes.“How about you telling me face to face, being a man say ‘Rip, I don’t like you that way, I never will because I fucked the first girl I saw when I was drunk’ there ya go end of story, have a good life.” She took a few steps closer to Remus, meeting his eyes. “You led me on, you lied to me, and you hurt me. All of that I can forgive you for. So, make me happy by going with Dell. Forget about the words I said, forget ‘em. Me, you and Dell are still friends, and that’s all I’ll ever be to you. I get it. No problem.” She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked at Dell with teary eyes. "Ya see her Remus? You wouldn't have gone to bed with her if you didn't like her to begin. I kept telling myself you were blind--but it was me the whole time."
Delilah, hurt by her words, but still concerned for her, reached her hand up a bit, as if she was going to touch her shoulder. "Ripley..." she murmured, all trace of anger gone. She wanted to comfort her friend but other than speaking her name, she remained silent. This was Ripley and Remus' battle to fight.
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Post by Remus Lupin on Jul 31, 2007 18:32:51 GMT -5
Her impatience was growing he could tell. But he hated how people pitied him and felt sorry for him all the time, what was the use? It didn't help at all, and the fact that they were trying to protect him just because he was going to suffer in a couple of days, he hated it. Remus didn't answer her, only just looked his jaw clenched. It reminded him of that walk in the woods, he should have just told her then and gotten it all taken care of. No he had to think about it, and then he decided that it just wasn't meant to be, his heart was meant to sit in somebody else's hands. Not hers.
He could only feel sorry for James and Sirius and what they had coming to them from a friend. Surely they had known that Ripley liked him and yet they pushed him and Delilah together, when they bloody knew. "I didn't like to you Ripley, I did need time to figure this whole thing out." It was as if he had all the time in the world to think. What had it been a month of this whole thing? Del was standing behind him. There was no use in apologizing to her, she obviously wasn't going to take it or she was going to say it wasn't enouch and she just didn't understand. Getting information through her thick head was difficult.
"Would you stop it. Look at yourself. All you bloody do is blame everything on yourself or other people, acting like a victim to any bad thing that has ever happened to you. Why don't you get with the picture and realize that your not the only one who suffers from life." Remus wasn't loosing his temper, he was just annoyed and tired of her rants like this. But she had brought up a good point, would he had done it even if he wasn't drunk. Del had even yelled at her nonesense, looks like they both made a change tonight. While he didn't know if he would have done that, it was clear that James and Sirius had betrayed her and Del wouldn't have if they were sober.
Remus didn't say anything either, unsure of what to place for words at that moment. All he knew was that his heart wasn't meant to go out to Ripley, it was meant for someone else.
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