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Post by alex on Mar 26, 2008 16:51:07 GMT -5
"So your afraid to ask for help, you think that if you just keep to yourself and keep this to yourself every thing will be ok. So your just a coward who has a big ego. I could have guessed as much from a Malfoy and to think I thought you were different but your the same as them. Afraid to ask your friends for help even though they are your friends and friends help each other. You would rather die then appear weak by asking for help, that's just a sad way to live your life." Gabriel commented.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 26, 2008 16:56:11 GMT -5
"I also didn't want anyone to get hurt. Usually Malfoy and Potter conflicts get psysical and bloody. I don't want someone injured or dead because of me." Lucinda said, "Guess you can said I am thick headed but I also care to much. Maybe I am cowardly for not asking for help but I didn't want others involved in a fight that is mine." Lucinda said with a small shrug.
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Post by alex on Mar 26, 2008 17:23:42 GMT -5
"You can't always keep people from getting hurt especially when they are your friends. They're going to help you wither you like it or not so you might as well ask them." Gabriel said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Well it's good to know your reasons are noble, Malfoy." Gabriel said and laughed, he was trying to take the sting out of calling her by her last name.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 26, 2008 17:30:58 GMT -5
"Call me by my last name one more time and I will hit you so hard you won't know your ass from your elbow." Lucinda said and pointed her finger at him while she narrowed her blue eyes and flicked him in the forehead, "Got it memorized or do I need to knock it into you?" She glared at him as she waited for his answer impatiently tapping her fingers on the bed.
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Post by alex on Mar 26, 2008 17:42:36 GMT -5
"Violent much?" Gabriel asked mockingly before she flicked him on the forehead. He didn't react violent but did say a few choice curse words. "Fine, Fine I won't call you by your last name. Mal-Lucinda. Lucinda I mean." Gabriel said mockingly before stepping away from the bed so she couldn't hit him. He looked smugly at her and tapped his foot on the ground waiting for her to reply.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 26, 2008 17:48:13 GMT -5
"Your a pain in the ass you know that right? Just like your Slutty cousin Alana." Lucinda said, "If you little bratty siblings are just as bad your parents need to quit reproducing like damn rabbits. Leave reproducing by the clock ticks to the Rabbits, Seriously." Lucinda said with a roll of her eyes. If there was anything she was good at it was rolling her eyes all the way back into their sockets.
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Post by alex on Mar 27, 2008 5:34:26 GMT -5
"Maybe, maybe not. The way I see it I'm only a pain to you and that's good enough for me. As for my cousin, I have no idea who she is. I don't really congregate with my Lestrange cousins or Malfoy or Black cousin's for that matter. Neither part of my family appeals to my socialness or a conversation." Gabriel said with a frown, he really didn't care much for his cousins. "I don't have a problem with that comment since it would mean I would only have four brainwashed children to deal with, one of which is actually good at dueling." Gabriel said with a sigh.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 27, 2008 17:14:48 GMT -5
"Then I cannot strike a sore spot cause one person who you care about, Evelyn Thomas. Is my best friend. I cannit say things bad about her." Lucinda said with a shrug. She looked at the slice in her arm and tried to get the healed spot to bleed again but gave up once she seen she would need a sharp object and would have to wait till she was alone to do it.
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Post by alex on Mar 27, 2008 19:08:59 GMT -5
"I'm glad to know you wouldn't attack your best friend to try to get to me, I was afraid you would do such a thing." Gabriel said solemnly. "I really wish you would give up on killing yourself, your causing a lot of people pain with each attempt. Your going to push you friends away and end up all alone. No one will want to be around you or care about you. Is that what you want?" Gabriel asked.
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Post by Evelyn Thomas on Mar 27, 2008 20:11:16 GMT -5
Evelyn was walking out of her common room to go to her next lesson, when a few Slytherins had walked by her muttering about a Malfoy attempting suicide. She froze and dropped her books. "Lucinda freakin' Malfoy!" She muttered. She picked up her books and threw them back into the common room before taking off towards the Hospital Wing. She didnt know how to feel. She was scared... But they said attempted suicude... Which means she's still alive.... She thought to herself. But thinking about the fact that she was still alive not only made her happy... but it pissed her off. She and Lucinda had had the talk about the whole... suicide thing. It scared the crap out of Rosalynn and it freaked Evie out too. She thought they'd had an agreement to never even think about it..
When she finally made it to the Hospital Wing, Evie stopped at the door and looked in. She saw that Gabriel and Scorpius where by Lucinda's bed. She saw that Lucinda was awake and she stormed in. She made it to Lucinda's bedside and grabbed her arm. She saw the cut marks on her wrist and threw her arm down. "Lucinda Darcy Malfoy! What the hell is your problem?!" She said, her arms crossed.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 27, 2008 20:24:39 GMT -5
"Apparently I'm a fucked up mess!" Lucinda said grimacing as Evi grabbed her arm and then dropped it. "I flew off the handle okay! It's not my fault I flew off the handle. Black and Potter caused it. I may be the one to slit my wrist but they got to mr finally and I lost it! End of story!" Lucinda said. She held her injured arm and bit her lip as pain from the grasp of Evi flew through her nerves.
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Post by Evelyn Thomas on Mar 27, 2008 20:33:27 GMT -5
"But we already talked about this!" She said angrily. "Killing your own bloody self wont stop them from doing anything! They are Remus freakin' Black and James freakin' Potter! They're just a bloody stubborn as me... I take that back... they're MORE stubborn then me! Potter cares for no damn Malfoy and neither does Black. They'll keep torturing you til you actually kill yourself!" She screamed. She felt her eyes fill with tears. "Do you know how it would make me feel to find out that my best friend is dead?! I told you Im here for you and you know you can talk to me about anything... But you choose to go off and try to kill yourself!"
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 27, 2008 21:00:59 GMT -5
"Like I said I flew off the handle. I wasn't thinking. You try being pranked most of your life after walking into a school and bottling up everything and trying your hardest to be strong because you don't want to seem weak. I would like to see you try that and not end up trying to kill yourself!" Lucinda said loudly her eyes spilling tears now. She looked at the sheets and hid her face behind her knees and arms.
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Post by Evelyn Thomas on Mar 27, 2008 21:18:03 GMT -5
Evie wiped her eyes. "There are so many other people at this school that can say they've dealt with that. You dont see THEM killing themselves do you?!" She sighed. "I could've helped you Luci. Potter is my cousin. I could've stopped him from bugging you so damn much... But you didnt even stop to think about coming to me... Asking for help..." She said softly, her eyes pouring.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 27, 2008 21:35:22 GMT -5
"I couldn't think straight. I was to upset." Lucinda said her shoulders shaking with sobs, "I was so confused and stupid. I'm sorry." She continued to sob and kept her face hidden She kept her arms wrapped tightly around her knees so she could keep her face and tears hidden from those around her. She hated when she cried, she felt weak and vunurable. She hated looking like any type of weakness.
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