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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 12, 2010 3:27:39 GMT -5
Delaware let a lazy smirk cross her lips as she thought about what shed said and Drew's silence to her words. Yeah, that had the girl thinking, but whether or not that was a good thing was hard to tell. After a few moments, Del stood from the chair and walked her barely drank bottle of beer and placed it in the sink. "Yeah, I don't know either. Shouldn't have said it. So, we'll pretend like it wasn't me, it was the alcohol in me." Which everyone knew alcohol tended to let Del tell the truth more often than not. "So, I have vacation time coming up next weekend. I was thinking about going back to the hallow..." she didn't include the phrase 'to finish packing', as that probably wouldn't be the best thing to say just then. Besides, she still didn't know if she wanted it to be permanent or not.
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Post by drew adrian o'connel on Feb 12, 2010 16:07:17 GMT -5
Thinking about this was something Drew never did. She hated thinking about the prospect of being with someone, anyone really. That was just one thing that she never did. And the way Del was talking and the way she was thinking at the moment, the idea of that was becoming more clear in her head. She paused, nodding slightly. "Alright, the alcohol," Drew finally muttered, going after the cigarette again and puffing. "Next weekend? Uh, okay. Do you have shit still here that you need to bring with you when you go back?" She figured the only reason Del was going to come back was to gather her things before she left permanently. That was what she wanted right? [/size]
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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 13, 2010 1:01:02 GMT -5
Del trekked through the kitchen and into the living room where she sat down on the couch. She frowned, that wasn't exactly what she'd been looking for. She'd been hoping Drew would say something a little more along the lines of 'we should get coffee and talk' or something. But Del really should know better by now, shouldn't she? "Yeah, there's too much shit. This place was fully furnished so I'll probably trash most of it. If there's anything you want, let me know." That just made the deal sound very finale. Then again, if she wasn't going to be able to have Drew as a friend in the Hallow, then she didn't want to go back.
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Post by drew adrian o'connel on Feb 13, 2010 1:25:02 GMT -5
Maybe the best way to deal with this was to ignore it and just let Del leave. Maybe there was really no other way to deal with it. Drew knew that in the end, she'd probably just end up fucking things up; that was what always happened. So right now, she pushed Delaware away. Even though things needed to be sorted out, Drew didn't know anything more than to push. "Okay..." she said. "I can't think of anything that I'll need... but I'll let you know if I do think of it." She really did want to leave permanently. Great. Well, it was probably for the better for Delaware, anyway. [/size]
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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 13, 2010 10:38:41 GMT -5
Damn, this was turning into a very depressed phone conversation. She thought she felt lonely before, but listening to Drew sound as if she didn't care whether Del came or went just made her feel all that more lonely. But it really shouldn't have mattered to Delaware whether or not Drew wanted her to stay. It wasn't like anything would be any different than before. Drew couldn't change that easily, and Del was beginning to think even if she tried it didn't matter. Falling sideways on the couch Del side and snuggled into the couch. "Drew?" she asked, then waited for the appropriate 'hmm' before continuing. "Do you want me to leave?"
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Post by drew adrian o'connel on Feb 13, 2010 16:46:28 GMT -5
It wasn't that she didn't care. Oh god how she actually did care. But it wasn't like she could tell Delaware that. No, if Drew told the other girl how she actually felt; how her stomach had tumbled when Del had called tonight, nothing but bad could come of it. She didn't do relationships. This was probably why. She couldn't express her feelings... not like this. Turning to the rest of her cigarette, she let out an indistinct sound to indicate that she was listening. Shit. Did she want Delaware to leave? "...No," she said finally, quietly, slightly defeated. "I don't want you to leave." [/size]
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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 14, 2010 1:20:01 GMT -5
Del waited quietly for Drew's response. After the way they had parted the last time, Delaware wouldn't be the least bit surprised if she said yes, she was better than fine without her around. Although Del had a feeling Drew would be completely and totally lieing if she said that, she almost wouldn't put it past the other girl. Admitting to anything just wasn't Drew's style. So when she did admit it, Del was just a little confused. "Really?" she asked. "I would of thought you'd be happy to finally be rid of me. Considering how we parted and all."
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Post by drew adrian o'connel on Feb 14, 2010 17:57:41 GMT -5
She just wasn't going to lie to Delaware, that just didn't feel right. Especially now, when Drew felt almost completely vulnerable and susceptible to the other girl's word. It would actually probably be better for them both if they went their separate ways. But she was selfish. Even if Del would be the one to probably get hurt in all of this, Drew couldn't bring herself to just let everything go like this. Her attraction to Delaware wasn't something to wash away. "Do you want to be rid of me?" she asked blatantly.
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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 15, 2010 1:08:35 GMT -5
Delaware thought for a moment. Be rid of Drew? Was that even possible? No, not now. Not after a year of friendship. Even if they never saw each other again, Drew would always be there, somewhere deep within her thought. "Of course I don't want to be rid of you. Why would I want to be rid of you?" She let the question linger in the air for a moment before continuing on. "You haven't called..."
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Post by drew adrian o'connel on Feb 15, 2010 1:14:11 GMT -5
She wished she could feed words into Del's mouth; thoughts into her head. Make her forget about Drew. Make her just move on. Make her realize that whatever happened between them probably shouldn't happen again, because that would mean that what they were both feeling was something real. Something that could harm Del so greatly. "I...I don't know..." Drew muttered about the prospect of the other girl being rid of her. She wanted to say because it would be so much better for the both of them. But the words wouldn't escape her mind. She paused again. "I've been busy." [/size]
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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 15, 2010 1:19:34 GMT -5
Delaware was already hurt, so it wasn't like Drew could deal out too much more damage to her than she already had. She had already made it clear many times before that she wasn't going to give Del what she wanted most. But there was something Drew hadn't ever learned about Del, and that was how determined she was. When Delaware Zelda Meehan put her mind to something, she could accomplish it, even if it took a lifetime, only lasted a short time, or destroyed her in the end, she would have it. It was just her thing. "Busy with what?" she pried, looking for a specific answer.
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Post by drew adrian o'connel on Feb 15, 2010 1:23:56 GMT -5
Delaware didn't want this. She didn't want this.. lifestyle. The way things were were just way too difficult right now. Drew had gotten more into drugs since their fight, or whatever it was. It was almost a daily routine to snort something, or smoke something and then go out and fuck someone. Could Drew break that habit? Would Del be worth breaking that habit? Inside she knew that the answer to both of those questions was yes, but both of those things would require a hell of a lot more effort. Effort Drew wasn't sure she had. "Work," she said simply, knowing perfectly well that Del could guess what she'd been busy with. Why did she even ask? [/size]
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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 15, 2010 1:30:02 GMT -5
"Bullshit." the word was out of her mouth before she could catch it. It wasn't an angry word, kind of whispered. But Del hated that she knew what Drew had been doing. The same stupid shit she'd done before they met. Drink, get high, fuck. That was the way Drew's world spun. That was until Del popped up. No, Del sure in the hell didn't turn Drew into a saint, hell she didn't even get Drew clean, but she did manage to get Drew to cut back on almost all of it. Drew had Del to entertain her over the vices she'd surrendered herself to. "You don't have to lie." It made Del mad that Drew would try and lie to her about it.
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Post by drew adrian o'connel on Feb 15, 2010 1:34:59 GMT -5
Why was she lying? Why was Del asking these questions? They both knew the answers to everything. Before all the shit, Delaware was Drew's best friend. She knew how Drew functioned, she knew what ran through her mind. Hearing 'Bullshit' made her frown a little. She picked up the nearly outted cigarette and smoked the remaining few centimeters. "I'm not lying," she said, voice sounding a little strained. Work was taking up some of her time, but it certainly wasn't making her busy. But Del already knew that didn't she? [/size]
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Post by delaware zelda meehan on Feb 15, 2010 1:42:01 GMT -5
Del really shouldn't be prying into Drew's personal business. Hell she shouldn't even still be on the phone with her. She shouldn't have even of called in the first place. She could have just went to the hallow and showed up, packed her things and left. But no, her stupid ass had to call and start asking stupid questions. Damn. "And I drive a Ferrari. How much are you doing and how often?" Now she sounded like a concerned mother. At least she wasn't giving a 'Drugs are bad. Never do drugs' lecture. Then she'd be a hypocrite.
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