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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Mar 24, 2008 16:10:28 GMT
Joy had told her, as brutally as possible, that she wasn't wanted in the Hospital Wing anymore, and that she would officially be discharged by 10:00 pm. So she'd spent the day just wandering around Hogwarts, being given weird looks and cautious glances. It'd been an hour ago, since she'd left the Hospital wing. Meaning it was 11pm, and it was dark. And Leo had not been notified that she was coming home.
She wore the same, ripped, dress as the night of the attack along with the same black ' arm warmers'. But unlike that night, she wasn't well made, her little make up was smudged under her eyes, and her hair was down and was a weeks away from looking like they should be dreadlocks.
She was on her way 'home', but she decided to take a rest by the swings, and sat down. Why was Joy suddenly being so harsh to her? And why hadn't Nick visited her? The swing creaked. At least she could still have some fun, bringing Christopher down. No matter what she did to him, he always came crawlng back to her like a little lapdog.
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Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Mar 24, 2008 21:50:44 GMT
'I don't love you' those were the words that had flashed though Chris's head over the past night. A long time ago Billie and Leo had once been the best of friends, but when Leo had came on the scene, and she had turned Death Eater, it's as if he were on the opposite side. All night long Chris had been thinking about it, and he knew that he and Billie couldn't be friends anymore. Chris didn't want do be treated like a lapdog. Everyone that passed Chris gave him snide remarks about how he was always around Billie and the twins, but he had never really questioned it until now.
Last night Leo had dyed Chris's hair back to the color of black. His roots had been beginning to show, and blond with pink streaks didn't suit Christopher's current mood. Leo had questioned as to why Chris was suddenly dying his hair in the middle of the night, but Chris had told Leo he was starting to feel embarrassed by his pink hair.
Wearing tight drainpipe jeans, a black muse teeshirt and a tight black jacket, Chris made his way through the grounds. Chris needed to speak to Billie alone about all of this. She was being released from hospital today, and Leo had taken the twins to see some friends for the morning, so that she could settle back in.
In the park, sitting on the swing Chris noticed a familiar, dull depressed figure. He slowly made his way through the park gate, and was pleased when he found out that it was Billie. "They finally kicked you out then? Joy finally saw what a nasty piece of work you are?" grunted Chris. "Well I've done the same thing. I've finally saw you for the nasty cow you actualy are. I'm not going to be seen for a lapdog any more. " spat Chris, meaning everything single word he spoke. "Even your own Aunty is sick of the sight of you, because you're such a cruel hearted bastard."
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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Mar 25, 2008 13:17:28 GMT
Happiness filled he as she noticed Chris, a smile bent her lips. But it quickly faded. "What...?" She breathed, "Chris. What do you mean? It's me. Billie Joe. You know. Your friend" She said, her voice cracking slightly. This couldn't be happening. Chris now?
Her heart felt like it was slowly being ripped apart. Her eyes welled up, but she didn't allow a tear to drop. Her father and her fathers side of the family were sick of her, she knew that. But not Joy, Joy loved her.
All of the sudden, everything seemed colder and darker. The streetlamps, dim. The colours of the children's play areas, dull. Chris definitely seemed darker himself, all dressed in black, re-dyed hair. Back to black. The metal that held the swing, as cold as ice.
She didn't know what to say to Chris. Nothing came to mind, nothing could help the situation. She was too weak to stand up for herself anymore, both physically and mentally.
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Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Mar 25, 2008 19:17:52 GMT
"I know exactly who i'm talking to - the dark eyeliner doesn't impair my vision", he snapped. Chris had stopped wearing dark makeup with his blond hair, as it just didn't seem to match his blonde and pink locks, but now Chris had his black hair, anything was possible. "Friend, you're no friend of mine. You might have been, but that was a long time ago. ".
Despite there being an empty swing beside Billie, Chris remained standing on the gravel by the swings. He didn't want to sit by Billie, because he knew that that would mean compromising. "You only use me as a baby sister, and as someone to hurt when you're bored", the Slytherin brawled. As much as Chris loved Georgia and Gerrard he always seemed to be looking after them. Billie never seemed to be with the twins any more. When she wasn't in hospital she was always too busy partying, and Chris, Leo, Joy or Nick were always the ones left to look after the twins. "Everyone is leaving you one by one, even Leo is getting fed up of you.", he cruelly hissed to his old friend.
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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Mar 26, 2008 17:32:02 GMT
She winced at each stab he took at her, hurt by the words. She expected this from Tom, Jason or Haushinka maybe. But not Chris, never Chris. She bit her lip as she stared at him. "Chris, you were saying that you loved me the other day" She whispered.
He had a point. She did go out alot now, but unlike the old parties she went to. She didn't end up flying, she was always falling. "I don't hurt you!" She said, but she didn't have any excuses. The last thing he said really hurt, it stung inside.
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Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Mar 26, 2008 20:10:38 GMT
Chris didn't even move from the spot of gravel he was standing on. Every word that blurted from his mouth hurt Billie painfully inside, and he knew it too well. Chris didn't enjoy doing this to his old crush, but it was something that needed to be done. There was no way he could be treated like a lapdog any longer. There was no way that everyone else in the world could suffer. "Billie, you were saying that you didn't love me the other day", he repeated, saying it how exactly Billie had. "Don't play games with me Billie, I'm no fool. I heard what you said before Kit made me collapse," protested furiously.
"I now see why your own family decided to disown you Billie. You attack the people you love. You tried to kill me, and still i stood by you, but not any more, oh no." the boy announced. "Your own mother would be so ashamed of you if she could see you now, because i am ashamed, very ashamed. Gerrard and Georgia are going to grow up with no future, just because they have to put up with a mother like you."
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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Mar 28, 2008 16:15:04 GMT
Shocked, he really meant what he was saying. And he didn't even show any signs of remorse at it. She bit the corner of her lip with the nearest canine tooth. A tear rolled down her white cheek, followed by another. "So...What now? You'll never go near my house if I'm there? You won't see Gerard and Georgia if they're with me? Will you just be ignoring me?" She mumbled.
She winced at the mention of her mother, that was just going too far. She stood up. "You don't know anything about my mother. You've never met my mother. Who are you to say what she'd be ashamed of and what she wouldn't?!" She growled, "You know. Estelle and I are friends now. But she's getting tired of you. You see, Estelle and I have things in common. And she thinks you've insulted Death Eaters enough." She said, the powerless and weak, but still evil, smirk returning. She hadn't much to defend herself with right now though. She was vunerable as far as words went.
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Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Mar 28, 2008 21:51:51 GMT
A tear rolled down Billie's face, was it real? Chris felt a lump forming at the back of his throat, but he tried his best to push it away & ignore it. These were just crocodile tears, like before. Chris had always believed these tears, and run straight back to her in other circumstances, but this time was different. He tried to picture the time Billie had betrayed him, like the time she had turned into a Death Eater an attacked him. "I'll never leave my own godchildren, not for a fool like you!" Spat Chris. Gerrard and Georgia were the only things that Chris had ever loved properly. They had taught him how to love, and a stupid b*tch like Billie wasn't going to push him away from them.
He stood back and pulled out his wand, as Billie got up from the swings. The last attack had defiantly taught him a lesson. Chris knew mentioning Billie's mother was a mistake, but he had to make her realize. "I don't need to have met her to know that she would have been ashamed of you. I've been speaking to you're brother Nick and even he has told me that your mother would have hated what you have become. He is defiantly terribly ashamed, it's why he keeps away from you.", the Slytherin explained angrily. "Don't bother trying to change the subject to Estelle. This conversation is about you. You have f*cked you you're life and you know it!", Chris screamed holding his wand tightly.
[[suckish post, but I'm really tired.]]
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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Mar 29, 2008 14:50:08 GMT
You could see her as a fallen angel in some aspects, after all, she used to be good, only did right, do all she could to rid the world of the type of creatures that ripped the two closest people from her when she was 14. You could also see it as a diluted and weakened form of Stockholm syndrome? Maybe not. But it was the same principles, falling in love with what she was meant to loathe.
He knew that mentioning her mother wasn't a smart move, and he was wrong. About everything. The loathing that she once had towards Death Eaters, fixated itself towards Chris, and the order. "You've been talking to MY brother about ME?!" She yelled, "You have no right to do that! To turn the remainder of my family against me! Do us all a favour, stay away from everyone in my family. Renne, Nick. You can also stay away from Leo- I'm not havin him turn against me too. Hell. Stay away from my kids. I'm not having them grow up to be a mindless little bastard like you!"
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Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Mar 29, 2008 21:01:11 GMT
"Your brother approached me" retorted Chris "Nick is really worried about you, and so i had to tell him everything you ever confided in me. If your brother turned against you maybe it would teach you a lesson you'd never forget" he angrily shouted. "He's the only family member who has ever truly loved you," Chris decided to take a seat on one of the swings, now that Billie had stood up. "Didn't i already mention Leo? He has noticed your behavior. Haven't you wondered why he stays longer at Puddlemere's practice sessions? All the other star players go home at three o'clock, but he stays until at least seven now. Haven't you even bothered to care who is looking after the twins either? It all shows what a great mother you are to the twins. Leo has been paying family and friends to look after Gerrard and Georgia, just so that he can keep you away from their upbringing." he laughed cruelly. Chris had offered to look after the twins, but he had been refused, because Leo was afraid that he would blurt it out to Billie. It wasn't practicle anyway, because Chris had to attend school most of the time. "You don't fool me with those stripy arm warmers either. I know that they aren't for fashion, and so does Nick. I know some of your other secrets Billie." explained Chris, as he slowly began to swing on the swing he was sitting on.
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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Mar 30, 2008 21:10:41 GMT
[green]She scowled. "My brother wouldn't do that to me. I'm all he's got left, and he knows that he's all I've got left too." Still trying to keep up the strong appearance, she was being worn down quickly, trying to grasp what was left of her mental stability.
She shook her head. No. Leo wouldn't do that. Leo loved her. And he knew that she could look after her children. She could. "Everything...? You told him...Everything?" She whispered, her voice starting to struggle. So Nick now definetly knew about the fact she was a Death Eater. Everything. That cruel laugh...It reminded her of herself, how she laughed like that when mentally torturing Chris. She wrapped her hand around her wrist as he said that. "Shut up! You don't understand!" She yelled at Chris, "If you hate me so much then, you know what? You can just f*ck off then. Go back to my kids, my husband, stay in my house!" She felt so empty now, without the thing that she could take her anger out on.[/green]
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Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Mar 31, 2008 15:07:37 GMT
"Well you know what? He allready has, maybe because he wants you to realise how you're wreaking your life!" There were girls and even boys that would have killed to have been Billie about two years ago. She was popular, Slytherin prefect, captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, but she just couldn't see how lucky she was, and she had thrown it all away for the Death Eaters. "Oh yes your brother knows everything, and he's quite ashamed. All about the death eater problems. Nick thought that his innocent sister Billie was a sweet little girl, who never did anything wrong. 'Not the girl who was once prefect, seeker and quidditch captain for her house, she'd do anything like that,' your brother had sobbed to me, as i told him more and more about who his sister really was." Chris cruelly smirked, as he slowly swung backwards and forwards on the metal framed children's swing. Chris thought back to what a weakling he had been over the past few months. Everyone had been so true to their words when they had called Chris a little lapdog. Billie was an attractive girl, but her new personality wasn't attractive at all, even for a cold hearted Slytherin like Chris. What had he seen in her?
"No i don't love you any more. I hate you. The only people i love are Gerrard and Georgia, and I'm not going anywhere, because i want to protect them from your madness. I used to think the world of you, until your attitude changed. ". Now that was out of the system. Chris had been finding that the hardest part. "Oh yes and i'll be moving my stuff out of your house tomorrow & I'll be living back in the common room again. I'd rather not put my life in danger whilst i'm sleeping, thanks. I might even contact social services about moving the twins away from you" Chris added.
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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Apr 2, 2008 13:10:04 GMT
[green]"Shut the f*ck up Chris!" She muttered angrily to her old friend, fire in her eyes. "I'm not wrecking my life. Have you noticed? Since I joined the Death Eaters, since I got this Dark mark, none of you selfish and mindless c**ts have been attacked!" As she said this, she violently pulled off an arm warmer and branded her cut skin upon Chris' eyes. Sure enough, the Dark Mark was there amongst her other tattoos and deep wounds.
"I'll only believe that when it's coming rom his own lips..." She growled, denying what Chris was saying, Nick would never be ashamed of her, neither would her mother. "STOP F*CKING REMINDING ME OF WHAT I WAS!!" She suddenly screamed to him, "I don't care about what I was!! I preffer the way I am now! The only difference between the old me and the new me is that I fight you instead." She just stared at him, tears strolling down her cheeks. She slipped off the other arm warmer, the cuts mirroring the other arm.
She planed tommorows events in her mind as she just stared at him, of course, she'd have to sleep on it first. "You really think I'd hurt my own children? You dumb f*ck! You know that I never would. I'd kill you, Jason, Tom, Haushinka, Dom and Jake if I was to come across you in battle. But hurt Leo and my own children? I'd rather kill myself. And ou know it well." She sighed. Glad to hear that he was finally moving out of her house. "Good. Nice to see you're finally going to stop using me and Leo for a private room." She stood up as he said the last thing. "If you take away my children, then I will kill you in the most painful way possible. And you know it, Chris." She growled.[/green]
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Post by Christopher Anthony Brian on Apr 2, 2008 13:56:50 GMT
"No i wont shut up! You shut it! You don't scare me any more!" Chris ordered furiously. "And please, my name is Christopher to you, not Chris." he decided. Everyone always called Christopher by the nickname 'Chris', even teachers, and he couldn't remember ever being called Christopher, but he had finally come to the end of his tether with Billie. He didn't want to be called 'Chris' by her.
"Maybe people haven't been physically attacked, but they have been mentally attacked, you're defiantly one of those people." growled Chris. Billie's Dark Mark and scars from joining the Death Eaters made him feel physically sick from just looking at them. He remembered a time when her arms had been free from scars and tattoos - a time when she had once been happy. "And those friends you call selfish & mindless have been attacked physically also. What about Kit's brutal attack? What about when you tortured me?" he asked. "I wonder if you're going to do this to the twins when they grow older, that's if they make their first birthday." Chris said cruelly.
"It's nice to know what you think of me and everyone else that cares for you. You'd even kill Leo's cousins, who he loves. Do you know what that would do to him? You're a great wife Billie Joe Hardings-Bryant! I really wish that I'd have proposed to you before Leo did." He taunted, as he slowly stood up from the swing. "You lie when you say you wouldn't kill the twins. I'd be surprised if you wouldn't kill your own brother either."
"It's not long before Lord Morbious catches you. I personally hope he gets you tomorrow for the sake of the twins" Chris expressed angrily, as he stormed off out of the small children's park. Chris didn't know what he was or wasn't going to do now, but he knew for sure he was going to protect the twins from Billie.
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Post by Billie Joe Bryant on Apr 2, 2008 22:23:09 GMT
She didn't have anything to say to him now. She just stared as he walked off. She knew that she sickened him. She didn't want to hurt them. She really didn't. Unable to face 'home' she lay on the ground, and fell asleep there. -------------------
Her eyes opened as the dew refresher her face. She'd decided. First of all, using her wand, she took all of her make up off and then got it out of her bag. Applying it carefully and delicatly. She put it back when she was happy, the skin on her face was a light white, a tint of colour. Rose blusher was padded from her cheek bones, her lips the same rose red colour. Her eyes were lined with a little liquid eyeliner. Her hair was put up neatly, just like it has been when she'd gone to visit Kitiara, shortly before being attacked. She also wore the same, black, dress. Now that that was done, she could start of the real thing.
She took out a peice of paper and a pen from her bag and wrote on it for about fifteen or sixteen minutes. Then she folded it up and put it down, casting a waterproofing charm upon it.
Billie then conjured up a peice of rope, shaped into a hangmans noose. Clearly a muggle hardware store was missing a rope now. With another flick of her dark wand, it tied one end of itself to the highest bar on the swings. It was about 9:30 in the morning. It took her about 10 more minutes to make her legs reflect her arms, and then another 2 minutes to have her arms open again. Her high heeled feet shaking, she stood up on one of the swings and slipped the noose on her neck, tightening it. And then she stepped off of the swing. Blood trickled down, staining the ground. but missing the letter.
1. Haushinka 2. Dominic 3. Chrisopher 4 .Kitiara 5. Thomas, Joe and Jake 6. Jason 7. Nicholas 8. Leo, Gerard and Georgia
1. You were always there for me. I miss when we used to run around with our pants on our heads in the fields behind my garden, when we were seven. And then running around in just our underwear to annoy the neighbours when we were 16. You were so pretty, and you're even prettier now. I don't want you to change. But that's all gone. You've left me.
2. We weren't the closest of people, but you're mentioned in here because I'm sorry for getting you into that stuff. I know that it makes you feel great, but afterwards, you'll find that everything is so much worse. And I'm sorry for passing that onto you.
3. I held you close to me, believe it or not. But you finally made me see that I'm worthless. Before you shot me with such poisonous words, did you pray to god to save my soul? Why would you waste another word on 'God'? You're so dead to me I want to see you suffering for me.
4. I never meant to cause this to you. I get it. I'm evil. But not everyone else is.
5. I know what you must think of me. And I understand. maybe you should choose Leo's next wife? Make her better than me please.
6. You'll get what you deserve. I heard about what you did to her.
7. I really trusted you. You were the only I felt was left for me.
8. I love you so much. I never would hurt you. Ever. I did this all to protect you. Believe it or not. I wanted to be a better mother than mine was. I know I make out that my mother was an angel. But she was far from. and Haushinka can give you the real deal. Nick wouldn't. [/i]
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