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Post by petra on Jan 9, 2010 21:39:04 GMT -5
SUGAR AND SPICE
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Sorry. Why does everyone tell her that. No one really meant it. Her friends told her sorry when she told them about her parent’s death. Sorry was a useless word that had no meaning just like the word love. Love wasn’t meant for her and she didn’t know if it was worth it to have her heart on the line again. She wouldn’t be able to go through another heartbreak again. She was barely surviving right now.
She never had been this broken before. She always had everything figure out. She always saw everything for what it was and the facts behind everything. She didn’t believe in nonsense or stuff that wasn’t logically. She was a logically person and had to have her fact for everything. She didn’t like not having all the facts. She hated being in love with a guy who she didn’t even know loved her back. It went against everything she believed in and everything she thought she figure out. Trevent had made her believe in lies and she fell for it. She couldn’t believe she was so stupid to believe anything in he said.
“So what do you think love is?” She asked. She wanted someone else opinion on this and she would rather have he’s opinion. He had been through what she had been through so they were at the same level. Though he didn’t know that the DE have done almost the same thing to her family but it was on her 11th birthday and she just blew out her candles to her birthday cake.
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Post by marcus on Jan 9, 2010 22:48:48 GMT -5
“So what do you think love is?” Petra had asked him.
Love....
Yes, Marcus knew what love was but did he know it now? Could he feel it for himself? No. His father had made damn sure of that in his days over summer holiday, making sure to beat the living piss out of him until he was so numb that love was just letters not in alphabetical order.
Though deep down he wished he could love. Wished he could feel the warmth of it at least one more time in his life. Letting go of her shoulders he walked back to his spot at the window, his hands placing themselves in his coat pockets. Looking over at her then to the stone ceiling he spoke. "You know I really don't know." he told her honestly, a hint of sadness in the accent that hung over his words softly. "Some say it's just a really nice warm sensations, some say it takes your breath away. But I haven't felt that in at least eleven years." He looked down now, rather sad and disappointed in himself.
He now looked down and over at her. "What about you miss? What is your whole...output on it?"
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Post by petra on Jan 11, 2010 20:32:10 GMT -5
“I don’t know?” Petra was so confuse on the whole feeling but her mother had told her it was something special. She wanted to hold on to those feeling and feel them. “I felt love when on my birthday, the day my parents died. ” She remember the feeling that she had on her birthday. It was a warm feeling and a nice one too. “I mean when I was with my parents I felt love and they showed love towards me and each other.” She said thinking. She wasn’t quite sure. “I think love is a sacrifice of oneself. My mom and dad did that when they died protecting me on my birthday. But they didn’t know that I didn’t need they protection if it meant that they get killed because of me.” She miss them terribly.
She wanted revenge and she was going to get it. She was a Riddle now and she knew the unforgivables. She could kill anyone if she wanted to and she probably wouldn’t get caught. She was to smart to ever get caught. She drop the idea of revenge after she started to date Brandon but now that she was a Riddle. She was not the same girl from the beginning of the year. She wasn’t shy or stubble over her words when she duel. She was more ruthless and didn’t care if she got someone hurt. Jack train her well and she will make sure she got her revenge. She was following the same path as her brother but she will make sure she will accomplish her goal even if it kills her.
It was funny how fickle her mind was. One minute she was sweet but it was all a allusion to who she really was. A Riddle. The daughter of the Dark Prince and granddaughter of Bellatrix. It was funny how people believe whatever they want to see. They still believe that she was still sweet and innocent but that was the beauty to all of this. She wasn’t.
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Post by marcus on Jan 11, 2010 22:27:32 GMT -5
“I don't know?” She answered him.
That seemed to be just about everybody's default answer in that category these days. Love was a topic that seemed to be under rated in most girls eyes, but that was mostly cause they were getting with the most asshole-ish guys they could find, and Marcus was probably one of them. He found himself lately slipping back into the way he use to be, cold, dark, mysterious. Girls seemed to be attracted to him for it, but at the same time he didn't want a thing to do with them. All he wanted was Griffon, and he knew that he wouldn't rest until he had him.
“I felt love when on my birthday, the day my parents died. I mean when I was with my parents I felt love and they showed love towards me and each other. I think love is a sacrifice of oneself. My mom and dad did that when they died protecting me on my birthday. But they didn’t know that I didn’t need they protection if it meant that they get killed because of me.” Petra had told him and he kinda chuckled. "You're right about that." He told her, now looking off and out the window. "It's nothing more than a big joke in my honest opinion, love that is. It seems everyone can have it, except those who truly want it. And then whenever they do get it, it gets ripped right from their hands in a matter of moments." He felt goosebumps crawl up his skin as he thought about it all, knowing that with the path he was going, meddling in the Dark Arts just for a chance at revenge, he would never feel love again.
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Post by petra on Jan 14, 2010 22:57:12 GMT -5
"It's nothing more than a big joke in my honest opinion, love that is. It seems everyone can have it, except those who truly want it. And then whenever they do get it, it gets ripped right from their hands in a matter of moments."
“I think your right but at the same time I don’t agree with you.” Petra said thinking. “I so confused. Guys are stupid and love is stupid.” She didn’t understand it at all. Trevent said he loved her but told her he couldn’t be with her. Yah right he just didn’t have to courage to tell her face to face that he didn’t love her. That he couldn’t love someone who’s a slytherin or going to be a DE member. He’s family was one and very powerful one too. He said he didn’t want to betray his family but he already did when not being a DE.
He even had the nerve to ask her to still be his best friend. It was like he wasn’t even thinking about her feeling but only about his. He didn’t care if she had to have her heart broken every time she saw him with another girl. If he didn’t care enough to at least fight for her she wouldn’t bother fighting for him. She had better things to do with her time.
“So are you into to quidditch?” She ask.
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Post by marcus on Jan 15, 2010 22:10:49 GMT -5
“I think your right but at the same time I don’t agree with you.” Petra said . “I so confused. Guys are stupid and love is stupid.”
She had a point there. Most of the guys in their grade were complete idiots, no matter what house they really in. But, at the same time girls could be just as equally stupid, or even slutty. He had heard of on girl from his Defense class that was into him, and though she never spoke to him, she wanted to do him. A bunch of guys had flooded around him saying that he could get it if he wants to, but Marcus didn't care about all that. Yeah sure, it was okay to do it, and who wouldn't really? It was suppose to be fun and all those things. His thoughts returned though as he looked over at Petra, hearing her speak once again.
“So are you into to quidditch?” She asked.
"Yeah I'm into it. Do I play? No. Kinda wish I did, looks like loads of fun, getting up in the air and just zooming around. But, My life isn't simple like that anymore." He kinda sighed a bit at the end of his sentence, thinking about his past and the way he had been made to just absorb countless information and store it within himself. Though he didn't look like it, Marcus was really a walking and talking Library. Kinda like that muggle story character, Encyclopedia Brown. He thought of this and chuckled a bit.
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Post by petra on Jan 20, 2010 19:38:41 GMT -5
"Yeah I'm into it. Do I play? No. Kinda wish I did, looks like loads of fun, getting up in the air and just zooming around.
“You have no idea how much fun it is. You go as fast you can and feel the wind in your face and then the cheers. I’m usually in my own world when I’m playing.” Petra probably didn’t look like the type of girl who will play sports but she loved getting dirty and hurt. Though bruises weren’t something she didn’t enjoy to have on her body but it was worth it to hear the cheers when you did something amazing. She loved being the center of attention and she like people looking at her and she enjoyed the little feeling of winning.
But, My life isn't simple like that anymore."
“I don’t think anyone has a simple life. But it’s those people who decided to at least enjoy the little pleasures of life.” She smiled softly as she remembered what her mother would always tell her when she was younger. “Live life to its fullest and enjoy the sad times, hard times, and good times because you will never know when you have something great in front of you. But you’re so much stuck in the past to realize it.” She needed to take her own advice and try to move forward but it’s easier said then done. “Though I don’t know much about that since I’ve been living in the past for a long time and its hard too let go and move on. But once we get over it and move on then we’ll get stronger and realize what we have right in front of us.” She shrugged her shoulder. She wasn’t much of an advice giver and she rather not give advice either.
“Sorry. You probably didn’t want to hear that from me.”
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