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Feb 3, 2013 19:17:11 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2013 19:17:11 GMT -8
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Mal might have been upset, but it didn't matter right now. It didn't matter that she thought that Megan was selfishly making everything about her, or that she wanted her friend to apologize without attaching a guilt trip to it. None of that mattered. Because the role she had as a best friend was to give and give, even after she had nothing left to give. And she had played the part well. And anytime she let her own feelings show, she was always reminded that her feelings didn't count. Only Megan's did, because she had gone through so much more than Mal did. So, as she sent the email and left the house, the girl pushed her feelings to the side, knowing she couldn't try and get her best friend to care. Because, even though it was getting old, just as it always was, it was about Megan.
Mallory got to the house, but didn't stop at the front door. She knew the drama queen would never come to the front door. She'd make a scene. Mal decided to skip the circus act. Instead, she went around to the lattice Megan's window sat beside. Mallory was never one to climb much of anything. But, now was a good of a time as any. She went up slowly, her mind scolding her because Megan would never do this for her. But Mal sternly reminded that she did not and would never matter. Only Megan did. And when she finally managed to get the window open and get through it, she was out of breathe. Which was fine, because Megan always had to go on one of her famous dumb poor-me rants. She was so used to them, she would be shocked if Megan didn't do that.
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Feb 3, 2013 21:47:18 GMT -8
Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on Feb 3, 2013 21:47:18 GMT -8
Megan had never meant the things she had said about Mallory. Not a chance. She loved her friend. More than anything. Megan, she would happily take a bullet for Mallory. She would have gave herself up to Matthew if she thought that he would just leave Mallory alone. Here was something that Mallory did not know about. She had done just that. A couple of months back, the sixteen year old had gone to Matthew. She thought that it was the only way to save Mallory. Obviously, that back fired on the girl. He still messed with her best friend. She even said that she would exchange her own life for Mallory, meaning that he could kill her if he wanted as long as he left Mallory alone. He did beat her up pretty severly. And thankfully she was able to hide her bruises with make-up. She was sure that Mallory would be angry with her if she ever found out the truth about what Megan had done, had tried. This she was so sure of. If she could not save herself, maybe Megan could at least save her best friend forever.
Even when the two were kids. There was one time that Matthew nor her father even did so much as look at Mallory wrong for about 6 months when they were kids. The reason? Megan gave herself up completely to both Matthew and to her own father. Neither man touched Mallory or Hayleigh for about 6 months. Megan took all of the beatings, day in, day out. She had missed so much school in those months. Which is the main reason why she had to repeat a grade. Megan was just eight years old at the time. And even being so young, she felt that it was her job, her duty, to protect her baby sister and her best friend. No matter what the cost. Each day felt worse than the day before. And she had spent a lot of time at the hospital as well. And sometimes? They just left her in the basement, bleeding. She could not even count how many times she had lost consciousness.
All Megan cared about was protecting the most important people in her life. That was all that would ever matter. So today, she knew that she was within hearing distance of Mallory. She did it to protect the younger girl. To save her the pain. Megan knew that she was not stable. And she did want to die. She thought that if Mallory hated her, then it would be easy for the teen to just move on with her life. Without having to worry about Megan bringing her down. Megan knew that it would hurt now, but that in the long run, it was all really just for the best. She wanted to spare Mal the pain and the suffering. She wanted to give her friend peace of mind.
Mallory had sat down on her bed, holding onto the braclet that belonged to Mallory. Had not even moved since she came home and after sending her friend that email. It would all be okay. She would understand. Tomorrow. Along with everyone else that she cared about. And Jack. Jack was going to know as well. She got up and pulled out the necklace that had once belonged to her mother. Mallory, anyone who knew Megan, knew how important this was to Megan. She set it in a very special box, very pretty, and shit the lid. This... this would go to Mallory. The braclet that had been Mallory's was placed inside as well. She set it down on her bed. She would make sure that it went to Mallory before she died. Sighing, she walked out of her bedroom to go to the bathroom. After she was finished, Megan walked back into her room and shut and locked her door. She had already texted Augusta to let her know that she was in. And when Megan turned around, the girl jumped. “Mallory! What are you doing here?”
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Feb 3, 2013 23:36:29 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2013 23:36:29 GMT -8
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Oh, she wasn't going to talk? Fine. Mallory would. She pointed at the bed, breathing hard for a second. Finally, she decided to use the inhaler. ''Sit down. Don't. Say. A word. Don't interrupt until I say you can. Got that? Just shut up and listen. You want to know the real reason I didn't want to go to that dumb jail? I'll show you.'' She unfastened her overalls and let the straps drop. As she lifted her shirt, she revealed a long burn scar in the indentation of a chain. ''I think Aidan would have understood his girlfriend being pregnant by her rapist, don't you? I found out right after New Year's Eve. My DAD found out and did his disappearing act. Had screaming fans to take care of, blah blah blah. Matthew decided to give me miscarriage. He tied me down-'' Tears smarted in her eyes. She took off her glasses, knowing they would fog. ''And heated up my sister's bike chain. After he left, I went to the ER. My baby was missing its torso. There was nothing there, Megan. From the waist down. They said even if I didn't have stillborn, it would be disabled. What kind of life is that for a kid? So I did what was best. I aborted it. And everyone thought I was so brave for putting him in jail. That wasn't brave. It was revenge for sending me to the clinic.'' She shook her head. ''So. I'm sorry for acting like...what was it? Acting like my problems are bigger than yours?'
Finally, she moved closer to her and sat on her bed. ''You're my best friend. I really was trying to protect you. Even us nerds are capable of it. and if your email meant that you're running away, then I won't let you. I'm holding myself hostage. Because if you leave, I will destroy the Mal everyone knows. I'll make Aidan leave me for his best friend. He probably will anyways. I'll make my mom wish I was never born. And...and...Jack! I'll go on a date with Jack. And we both know how THAT will end. So, see? You can't go. It'll ruin me. I'll be bad to the bone'' Like she ever could. But she definitely would try.
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Megan Julia Del Rossi
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Mar 30, 2013 19:13:35 GMT -8
Post by Megan Julia Del Rossi on Mar 30, 2013 19:13:35 GMT -8
Megan was sure that Mallory would not understand. Hell. To be completely honest, Megan did not understand all of this herself. Why was she trying to push away her best friend? The two have been through so much together. Since a very young age. It didn’t matter. She wouldn’t understand and Megan was not about to make her understand either. All she knew for certain was that Mallory did not need her. No one needed her. She was a mess, unstable. She felt like no one would really miss her when she was gone. She loved everyone in her life, so why couldn’t she feel their love towards her? God, she really was fucked up, wasn’t she? Would things ever get better?
After Mallory was finished talking, Megan got to her feet and walked over to her desk. Before saying anything, the sixteen year old picked up the little box containing her mom’s necklace and the bracelet that had once been Mallory’s. She turned back towards her friend and walked over, setting the box down on the younger girls lap. “This… this is for you. I’m sorry. Maybe you’ll understand one day.” She shook her head, fighting the urge to cry. “You’re my very best friend, Mallory. But we can’t be friends anymore. I’m sorry. You don’t need me, no one does. I’m sorry for what happened to you. I’m sorry that you risked your life for me. I’m sorry for everything.” She leaned over and kissed her friends cheek. “You should never have risked your life. It’ll be better this way. You’ll be happier without me around to hurt you. I promise…You should go.” She gestured towards the window.
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Jul 20, 2013 20:19:12 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2013 20:19:12 GMT -8
Mallory couldn't help but glare. She hadn't even acknowledged a word that she said! Either she hadn't heard her because she was too self-absorbed, or she just was ignoring it. Either way, Mal didn't appreciate it. She wasn't going to let it slide. Shaking her head, she scoffed and set the so-called gift down on the bed. "I'm not sure if you're ignoring me or calling my bluff. Either way, you had this coming." She stared at her for a second before going out of the room and going into Hannah's room, getting into her closet. At first, she wasn't even sure what she was doing. The part of her who grew up too fast was scolding her and telling her that this wasn't the responsible thing to do. That if her parents could see her, she would be in so much trouble. But would she? Would she really? Her dad was gone and her mom barely knew her. They were still getting to know each other. They hadn't really gotten into the whole daughter messes up, mother disciplines her part. Not really.
But then there was that tiny part of her who wanted this. Not just to prove a point to Megan, either. She wanted to test the waters and see what she could get away with. So, with some self-assurance, she skipped straight to Hannah's slutty clothes. She knew she had them. She had seen Hannah wear halters and tube tops. And mini skirts, of course. She had seen her wear high heels and fishnet stockings. Yup, Mallory was going to go the whole nine yards. After selecting the shoes, the shirt and the skirt from the closet, she went back in her room and faced her as she took off her sneakers and overalls. She didn't care. They had known each other for years. She had seen Megan naked, and vice versa. She quickly took off her shirt and changed into the outfit she had picked, heading back in Hannah's room to her dresser. Oh, she wanted those fishnets!
"You know what I'm gonna do tonight, bestie?" she called as she rummaged through the drawer. She couldn't find them, though. Damn. She spotted a lipstick, though, and grabbed it, looking into Hannah''s mirror. "Since I don't have your good influence anymore, I guess I'll just head to the ravine. I mean, we're not friends, so who's gonna stop me?" She walked back to her room as she said this last part, tossing the lipstick to her and smirked. "See ya." She turned and went out of Megan's room. She wasn't lying, either. The ravine was exactly where she was going to go. She would show Megan that she did need her. And hopefully, Megan would step in before she got herself into too much trouble. But come on. Practically everyone went to the ravine and nothing bad happen. So why should she worry?
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