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She was attempting to cook.
Again.
This time though, she was insistant on the fact that she wasn't going to burn anything. People cooked all the time: it couldn't be that hard! She still didn't have a handle on the 'not making a mess' part of cooking. Or the cooking part. Jude was sure she looked the part though. She even bought an apron for herself.
It was Fiona Apple she was playing as she danced around the kitchen getting her ingrediants and peering at the cookbook and she almost didn't hear the knock over the music. Being the closest to the front door she shouted an 'I'll get it!' and pulled off her apron, wandering out to answer the door. She pulled it open and her smile immediatly fell, a rush of terror running through her and making her weak. She opened her mouth to try and speak but it came out as a stammer. "F-father."
dirty_one
2006-03-13 11:35 pm UTC (link)
"Hello, Judith."
She looked terrible, he noted. Pale and weak looking. Shaking. She clearly wasn't surviving well in the outside world. She wasn't speaking, just standing there in the doorway, hand slightly shaking on the door.
He wasn't sure what to say now that he was here and in front of her. Mostly he'd just wanted to see where she was. Just see her again. She was, after all, his only child.
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firehaunted
2006-03-13 11:37 pm UTC (link)
Just run. Just close the door. Just call for someone.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice low. This was so differant to their last meeting. This wasn't in a crowded school and she didn't have the upper hand.
This was her home and he was here. "Please go away." She sounded like a weak and terrified child even to herself. please go away! He reached out a little as if too touch her and she flinched back away violently. "Don't!"
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dirty_one
2006-03-13 11:41 pm UTC (link)
"I came to see you," he told her calmly. Yes, this was more comfortable territory. Now she was acting like the Judith he knew. Now she was acting like his daughter. Obidiance still filled those eyes of hers. He looked past her and into the house, making a look of distaste at what he saw. It was cheap and crass. No child of his should be living in such a place. "You look like you're living in a sty," he told her. And then, knowing if he asked she'd say no, he moved past her and into the house.
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firehaunted
2006-03-13 11:44 pm UTC (link)
He's in the house. He's in your house. Just breathe. He can't- He won't- SCREAM FOR SOMEONE!
But she couldn't make herself say a word. He was in her home. Walking around and looking at things and Jude could do nothing except watch him and fear. Any moment...any moment... Finally she pressed herself back against the wall behind her, wrapping her arms tightly around herself and trying not to breakdown.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 01:01 am UTC (link)
Deirdre skipped across from the loungeroom into the rumpus room, where Pierre's stuff was. Pierre himself was out, but Deirdre needed a game he had 'liberated' from the loungeroom in order to have it all for himself. "Boys" she muttered as she lifted various things of his until she finally found it. "HAH!" Deirdre looked up in triumph, and then realised no one was in the room. She started to cross the hallway again, when she heard voices up near the kitchen. She stepped forward and saw a man she didn't recognise and Jude. Having no idea what to do, she called, "Hulloooo?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 01:10 am UTC (link)
Jude, still against the wall and trying to make herself smaller, heard Deirdre's voice and flinched at the sound. She shot the redhead a desperate look. She still couldn't make herself move. Please help me, Deirdre. Oh god, please help me. Make me do something.
Her father was giving Deirdre an appraising look and didn't look like he liked what he saw.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:02 am UTC (link)
Deirdre saw the frightened desperate look on Jude's face, but she didn't know what to do. Who the hell was this gu- No. No it couldn't be her father!? Deirdre dropped the game and walked forward, purposefully. "What's going on here?" She deliberatly put herself between Jude and the man. Hell, it's not like he was going to hurt HER.
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 02:08 am UTC (link)
A redhead with a temper. His daughter was living with a cliche. He didn't let her little show worry him at all. "If you don't mind, young lady," he told her, looking over her shoulder at his daughter. "I'm here to speak to Judith and you are interrupting."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:17 am UTC (link)
"And you are in my house. So yeah. I do mind. You okay, Jude?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 02:20 am UTC (link)
Jude's eyes were locked on his and she nodded quickly, nervously, at Deirdre's question, pulling away from her as well. Pull away. Doesn't matter who from. Just pull away.
She barely heard the way her father said to Deirdre, "Look, you're scaring her," in a very calm voice.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:26 am UTC (link)
"Oh yeah, I'm scaring her. Why don't you just get the hell out?"
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 02:34 am UTC (link)
"Listen to me, dear," he told her, getting frustrated with her presence. "I don't know who you think you are, but I am hear to speak to my daughter. I would kindly ask you move out of my way. I've made no threats to anyone here and Judith is old enough to speak to me like an adult."
Once again he looked at Judith, shrinking against the wall. "Well, Judith? May we speak? I think it's only fair considering all I've done and am still doing for you." It came out bitter. It was bitter.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 02:36 am UTC (link)
She shook her head. "I don't want to talk to you. I don't want- I don't-" she bit her lip and saw the look he was giving her. He was looking at her like she was a spoiled brat. She was a spoiled brat. And he was right, wasn't he? He had done so much for her...he was her father, after all. "Alright," she whispered, feeling all will sink out of her. "I'll talk. I'm y-" she stopped herself mid-word. I'm yours. I belong to you.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:48 am UTC (link)
Deirdre's mouth fell open. It was like inviting him to do whatever he wanted. "I'm not going anywhere. Whatever you say, you can say it in front of me!"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 02:52 am UTC (link)
Her father didn't look happy at that and gave her an annoyed look. "I'm afraid that won't work. Judith and I have things that must be discussed in private. Family matters."
Jude was watching him carefully, still wanting to run out of the room. Family matters.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:57 am UTC (link)
"Bullshit." But there wasn't much she could do really. She glanced at Jude, a firm look on her face. This was SO not a good idea. "Jude. What do YOU want me to do?"
Even if Jude told her to go away, she wasn't going far. She would just LOVE for him to try something. Wouldn't he be shocked when she tore his fucking head off? Little girl my ARSE. Who do I think I am? Stronger than you, you half witted fuckhole.
Deirdre smiled demurely at him, waiting for Jude's answer.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 03:06 am UTC (link)
Inside she wanted to grab for Deirdre. She wanted to hide behind her and cry and crawl into her lap and let her protect her. Outside herself however, she could do nothing. And now she was asking what Jude wanted her to do. I want him out! Make him get out!!
She was having difficulty breathing. She was watching his hands. She knew those hands. Her breath was coming faster and was shallower as the seconds ticked on, her head getting light. And then she was shaking her head. "Go away, go away, go away, go away..." she just kept repeating it over and over and over, sinking down the wall and covering her head with her arms. don'thurtmegetoutpleasegetout
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:08 am UTC (link)
Deirdre bent over near Jude, but she didn't touch her. She turned and looked up at Jude's father, and scowled at him.
"You heard what she said. Get out. Now."
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 03:20 am UTC (link)
This wasn't turning out like he had expected. "Judith," he said firmly to the girl on the floor. "Stand up and stop this." He ignored the redhead. She was of no importance. He simply moved forward and grabbed for Jude's arm, yanking her to her feet.
Jude started screaming, loud and shrill, not even knowing what that would achieve. He flinched against the sound but tried to block it out. "Come on, Judith. Stop this!" He was pulling her toward the front door. It was time to take her home. If only she'd stop screaming and thrashing!
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:26 am UTC (link)
Deirdre stood and rushed towards them, pulling at his hands, trying to get him to release his hold on Jude's arm. "Let her GO!!" She didn't want to pull too hard. What if she hurt Jude by accident? But he sure as HELL wasn't getting her out of this house.
She gave up and let go, rushing around him to the door, which she stood in front of. "I SAID let her go." Her eyes flashed black for a instant. Had he noticed?
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 03:29 am UTC (link)
He had reached the end of his rope with this one. Who the hell did she think she was?? "This is about family! Judith is my daughter- SHUT UP!- and I'm taking her home." She was still screaming and pulling and acting so much like an animal caught in a trap. "So get the hell out of my way!"
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:33 am UTC (link)
As his voice rose, he voice grew quieter. Not a good sign. "Jude is more my family than she is yours. I am not moving. And if you don't let her the FUCK go, you won't be able to walk about of here."
Too bad she looked like a little akward defenseless Deirdre.
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 03:36 am UTC (link)
"Are you threatening me?" It would have been laughable if it wasn't so annoying. He pushed Jude aside and she hit the wall. He hadn't meant that to happen. He focused on the redhead. "Get out of my way. Don't dare interfere with my daughter and I. You have no idea."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:39 am UTC (link)
Stupid fucker. Deirdre was torn between staying at the door and checking on her friend. She could kill him right here. She could rip his head off. She could do anything. He was the one that had no idea.
In the end, she leaned down to see to Jude, keeping one eye on her father. "Are you okay?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 03:51 am UTC (link)
Jude didn't say or do anything. She was looking up at her father with fearful eyes. She could barely even notice that Deirdre was nearby. "I won't go back," she told him, her voice falling over itself and hushed. "I won't. Don't make me go back with you. I don't want to."
Her father looked at her in silence and she couldn't read the expression on his face. But then his eyes flicked down, looking away from her and at anywhere else. "Alright," he said, sounding calmer. "Alright. If that's your choice." He still wouldn't look at her but he met the eye of the redhead. "This wasn't your place." His next words were to Jude but he didn't look in her direction. "I'll find you at Regents again."
And then he walked out of the house, leaving the front door wide open. Jude watched him walk away, not knowing what anything meant.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:53 am UTC (link)
Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief, and then mumbled, "Not my place. Of course it's my bloody place. Stupid pain in the hole."
She turned to Jude and pushed a stray strand of the girl's hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear. "I'm sorry."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:02 am UTC (link)
Jude frowned at the other girl, realising she was there. "Why?" Her voice cracked as though she'd been crying. She tried to think if she had been or not. "Why are you sorry?"
She had been screaming. She remembered it suddenly. It was like she was all of a sudden coming back into her body. She was the one who needed to be sorry! "I-I was yelling," she looked around. Her home. Here. Safe...maybe. "I'm sorry. I- umm," she looked at Deirdre with apolagetic eyes.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:07 am UTC (link)
"I'm sorry he came here. That's all. You don't have to apologise for HIM. Are you hurt?" She leaned in to hug her, but thought better of it, and offered Jude a hand up instead.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:09 am UTC (link)
"Not hurt," she said, feeling a little lost as Deirdre pulled her up. "I, um, I was cooking," she told the other girl vaguly. "Left the oven on." She didn't feel like she was quite here anymore. She was clinging to Deirdre's hand and didn't want to have to let go. She felt dizzy and her arm burned from where her father had been gripping it.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:14 am UTC (link)
Deirdre hugged Jude then, not caring if it were the right thing to do or not.
"We should probably turn that off. The oven. Unless you want to start again? Clean slate?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:19 am UTC (link)
Start again. Clean slate.
She let Deirdre hug her and then, when she pulled away, blinked at her. "Umm..." The oven was on in the kitchen. Should turn it off. Should. Clean Slate. She shook her head to clear her fuzzy thought. "Um, what?"
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:22 am UTC (link)
Deirdre sighed, wondering if she was helping or hindering. "If you want, I can take care of the kitchen. If you need to be alone. But if you want to start over with the cooking, I can help you. Or talk to you. Or watch you like a vouyer?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:27 am UTC (link)
She nodded softly. "Umm, can I just sit?" she asked the other girl quietly. And then, quickly, she grabbed Deirdre's wrist. "But with you? Please don't go away. My hands are shaking."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:34 am UTC (link)
"I won't go anywhere." Without thinking, she reached for Jude's hands, and then tried to cover for it by rubbing her own hands together. She didn't know if she succeeded. She smiled at Jude nervously. She wanted to talk about what they could do about him 'finding her at Regents' but Jude was in no shape to talk about that now.
"I think..I think my hands are shaking too.."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:36 am UTC (link)
She smiled a little at Deirdre. It wasn't a smile of happiness. More a smile of comradary. "I'm sorry he came here. I didn't know."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:41 am UTC (link)
"Not your fault." He can't do anything to me. "Maybe we SHOULD get a guard dog? A big one, named Spike or Killer or...Butch or something."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 05:41 am UTC (link)
Jude smiled a little. "I thought that was what your puppies were for?" She was beginning to relax...at least a little more than she was. After a moment she sighed and walked back into the kitchen to sit down. She didn't seem to have the energy in her to stand up anymore.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 05:48 am UTC (link)
Deirdre followed her, giggling. "My puppies will only accomplish this by snuggling something to death. They're soooo tiny!" She sat next to Jude and laughed. "Besides, they don't look like a 'killer' or a 'Spike'. Bertha maybe..."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 05:52 am UTC (link)
"You cannot call a dog Bertha," she told Deirdre as she reached for her drink bottle across the table. "I had a dog once. His name was Atticus. Which isn't really a guard dog name either. My father got him for me as a reward for aceing all my classes in my first year at Regents." Thinking about her father made bits of her hurt and she sighed, leaning her head on Deirdre's shoulder. "I'm so tired."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 08:24 pm UTC (link)
"When I was younger I had a crush on Gregory Peck and I watched To Kill a Mockingbird over and over again, even though I didn't necessarily understand the concept, not being American. Didn't matter. I just loved the way he talked, you know." Deirdre absentmindedly leaned her head against Jude's and relaxed.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 08:27 pm UTC (link)
"It was my favourite book as a kid. I wished I was like Scout." More quietly: "I used to pretend I was really her and that Atticus was my real father."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 08:36 pm UTC (link)
Deirdre sighed dreamily. "He'd be the best dad. Seriously. Can I dress you up as a ham and take pictures? It's modelling!"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 08:38 pm UTC (link)
"Maybe later," she smiled. "I think I just want to go crawl into bed now."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 08:54 pm UTC (link)
"Ham raincheck then. Bed is probably a good idea." Deirdre stood and then remembered to turn the oven off. "I can clean up in here. Have a good rest."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 08:56 pm UTC (link)
"Thanks," Jude said, giving her a tired nod and then walking out the kitchen.
Again.
This time though, she was insistant on the fact that she wasn't going to burn anything. People cooked all the time: it couldn't be that hard! She still didn't have a handle on the 'not making a mess' part of cooking. Or the cooking part. Jude was sure she looked the part though. She even bought an apron for herself.
It was Fiona Apple she was playing as she danced around the kitchen getting her ingrediants and peering at the cookbook and she almost didn't hear the knock over the music. Being the closest to the front door she shouted an 'I'll get it!' and pulled off her apron, wandering out to answer the door. She pulled it open and her smile immediatly fell, a rush of terror running through her and making her weak. She opened her mouth to try and speak but it came out as a stammer. "F-father."
dirty_one
2006-03-13 11:35 pm UTC (link)
"Hello, Judith."
She looked terrible, he noted. Pale and weak looking. Shaking. She clearly wasn't surviving well in the outside world. She wasn't speaking, just standing there in the doorway, hand slightly shaking on the door.
He wasn't sure what to say now that he was here and in front of her. Mostly he'd just wanted to see where she was. Just see her again. She was, after all, his only child.
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firehaunted
2006-03-13 11:37 pm UTC (link)
Just run. Just close the door. Just call for someone.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice low. This was so differant to their last meeting. This wasn't in a crowded school and she didn't have the upper hand.
This was her home and he was here. "Please go away." She sounded like a weak and terrified child even to herself. please go away! He reached out a little as if too touch her and she flinched back away violently. "Don't!"
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dirty_one
2006-03-13 11:41 pm UTC (link)
"I came to see you," he told her calmly. Yes, this was more comfortable territory. Now she was acting like the Judith he knew. Now she was acting like his daughter. Obidiance still filled those eyes of hers. He looked past her and into the house, making a look of distaste at what he saw. It was cheap and crass. No child of his should be living in such a place. "You look like you're living in a sty," he told her. And then, knowing if he asked she'd say no, he moved past her and into the house.
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firehaunted
2006-03-13 11:44 pm UTC (link)
He's in the house. He's in your house. Just breathe. He can't- He won't- SCREAM FOR SOMEONE!
But she couldn't make herself say a word. He was in her home. Walking around and looking at things and Jude could do nothing except watch him and fear. Any moment...any moment... Finally she pressed herself back against the wall behind her, wrapping her arms tightly around herself and trying not to breakdown.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 01:01 am UTC (link)
Deirdre skipped across from the loungeroom into the rumpus room, where Pierre's stuff was. Pierre himself was out, but Deirdre needed a game he had 'liberated' from the loungeroom in order to have it all for himself. "Boys" she muttered as she lifted various things of his until she finally found it. "HAH!" Deirdre looked up in triumph, and then realised no one was in the room. She started to cross the hallway again, when she heard voices up near the kitchen. She stepped forward and saw a man she didn't recognise and Jude. Having no idea what to do, she called, "Hulloooo?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 01:10 am UTC (link)
Jude, still against the wall and trying to make herself smaller, heard Deirdre's voice and flinched at the sound. She shot the redhead a desperate look. She still couldn't make herself move. Please help me, Deirdre. Oh god, please help me. Make me do something.
Her father was giving Deirdre an appraising look and didn't look like he liked what he saw.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:02 am UTC (link)
Deirdre saw the frightened desperate look on Jude's face, but she didn't know what to do. Who the hell was this gu- No. No it couldn't be her father!? Deirdre dropped the game and walked forward, purposefully. "What's going on here?" She deliberatly put herself between Jude and the man. Hell, it's not like he was going to hurt HER.
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 02:08 am UTC (link)
A redhead with a temper. His daughter was living with a cliche. He didn't let her little show worry him at all. "If you don't mind, young lady," he told her, looking over her shoulder at his daughter. "I'm here to speak to Judith and you are interrupting."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:17 am UTC (link)
"And you are in my house. So yeah. I do mind. You okay, Jude?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 02:20 am UTC (link)
Jude's eyes were locked on his and she nodded quickly, nervously, at Deirdre's question, pulling away from her as well. Pull away. Doesn't matter who from. Just pull away.
She barely heard the way her father said to Deirdre, "Look, you're scaring her," in a very calm voice.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:26 am UTC (link)
"Oh yeah, I'm scaring her. Why don't you just get the hell out?"
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 02:34 am UTC (link)
"Listen to me, dear," he told her, getting frustrated with her presence. "I don't know who you think you are, but I am hear to speak to my daughter. I would kindly ask you move out of my way. I've made no threats to anyone here and Judith is old enough to speak to me like an adult."
Once again he looked at Judith, shrinking against the wall. "Well, Judith? May we speak? I think it's only fair considering all I've done and am still doing for you." It came out bitter. It was bitter.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 02:36 am UTC (link)
She shook her head. "I don't want to talk to you. I don't want- I don't-" she bit her lip and saw the look he was giving her. He was looking at her like she was a spoiled brat. She was a spoiled brat. And he was right, wasn't he? He had done so much for her...he was her father, after all. "Alright," she whispered, feeling all will sink out of her. "I'll talk. I'm y-" she stopped herself mid-word. I'm yours. I belong to you.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:48 am UTC (link)
Deirdre's mouth fell open. It was like inviting him to do whatever he wanted. "I'm not going anywhere. Whatever you say, you can say it in front of me!"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 02:52 am UTC (link)
Her father didn't look happy at that and gave her an annoyed look. "I'm afraid that won't work. Judith and I have things that must be discussed in private. Family matters."
Jude was watching him carefully, still wanting to run out of the room. Family matters.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 02:57 am UTC (link)
"Bullshit." But there wasn't much she could do really. She glanced at Jude, a firm look on her face. This was SO not a good idea. "Jude. What do YOU want me to do?"
Even if Jude told her to go away, she wasn't going far. She would just LOVE for him to try something. Wouldn't he be shocked when she tore his fucking head off? Little girl my ARSE. Who do I think I am? Stronger than you, you half witted fuckhole.
Deirdre smiled demurely at him, waiting for Jude's answer.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 03:06 am UTC (link)
Inside she wanted to grab for Deirdre. She wanted to hide behind her and cry and crawl into her lap and let her protect her. Outside herself however, she could do nothing. And now she was asking what Jude wanted her to do. I want him out! Make him get out!!
She was having difficulty breathing. She was watching his hands. She knew those hands. Her breath was coming faster and was shallower as the seconds ticked on, her head getting light. And then she was shaking her head. "Go away, go away, go away, go away..." she just kept repeating it over and over and over, sinking down the wall and covering her head with her arms. don'thurtmegetoutpleasegetout
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:08 am UTC (link)
Deirdre bent over near Jude, but she didn't touch her. She turned and looked up at Jude's father, and scowled at him.
"You heard what she said. Get out. Now."
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 03:20 am UTC (link)
This wasn't turning out like he had expected. "Judith," he said firmly to the girl on the floor. "Stand up and stop this." He ignored the redhead. She was of no importance. He simply moved forward and grabbed for Jude's arm, yanking her to her feet.
Jude started screaming, loud and shrill, not even knowing what that would achieve. He flinched against the sound but tried to block it out. "Come on, Judith. Stop this!" He was pulling her toward the front door. It was time to take her home. If only she'd stop screaming and thrashing!
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:26 am UTC (link)
Deirdre stood and rushed towards them, pulling at his hands, trying to get him to release his hold on Jude's arm. "Let her GO!!" She didn't want to pull too hard. What if she hurt Jude by accident? But he sure as HELL wasn't getting her out of this house.
She gave up and let go, rushing around him to the door, which she stood in front of. "I SAID let her go." Her eyes flashed black for a instant. Had he noticed?
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 03:29 am UTC (link)
He had reached the end of his rope with this one. Who the hell did she think she was?? "This is about family! Judith is my daughter- SHUT UP!- and I'm taking her home." She was still screaming and pulling and acting so much like an animal caught in a trap. "So get the hell out of my way!"
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:33 am UTC (link)
As his voice rose, he voice grew quieter. Not a good sign. "Jude is more my family than she is yours. I am not moving. And if you don't let her the FUCK go, you won't be able to walk about of here."
Too bad she looked like a little akward defenseless Deirdre.
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dirty_one
2006-03-14 03:36 am UTC (link)
"Are you threatening me?" It would have been laughable if it wasn't so annoying. He pushed Jude aside and she hit the wall. He hadn't meant that to happen. He focused on the redhead. "Get out of my way. Don't dare interfere with my daughter and I. You have no idea."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:39 am UTC (link)
Stupid fucker. Deirdre was torn between staying at the door and checking on her friend. She could kill him right here. She could rip his head off. She could do anything. He was the one that had no idea.
In the end, she leaned down to see to Jude, keeping one eye on her father. "Are you okay?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 03:51 am UTC (link)
Jude didn't say or do anything. She was looking up at her father with fearful eyes. She could barely even notice that Deirdre was nearby. "I won't go back," she told him, her voice falling over itself and hushed. "I won't. Don't make me go back with you. I don't want to."
Her father looked at her in silence and she couldn't read the expression on his face. But then his eyes flicked down, looking away from her and at anywhere else. "Alright," he said, sounding calmer. "Alright. If that's your choice." He still wouldn't look at her but he met the eye of the redhead. "This wasn't your place." His next words were to Jude but he didn't look in her direction. "I'll find you at Regents again."
And then he walked out of the house, leaving the front door wide open. Jude watched him walk away, not knowing what anything meant.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 03:53 am UTC (link)
Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief, and then mumbled, "Not my place. Of course it's my bloody place. Stupid pain in the hole."
She turned to Jude and pushed a stray strand of the girl's hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear. "I'm sorry."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:02 am UTC (link)
Jude frowned at the other girl, realising she was there. "Why?" Her voice cracked as though she'd been crying. She tried to think if she had been or not. "Why are you sorry?"
She had been screaming. She remembered it suddenly. It was like she was all of a sudden coming back into her body. She was the one who needed to be sorry! "I-I was yelling," she looked around. Her home. Here. Safe...maybe. "I'm sorry. I- umm," she looked at Deirdre with apolagetic eyes.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:07 am UTC (link)
"I'm sorry he came here. That's all. You don't have to apologise for HIM. Are you hurt?" She leaned in to hug her, but thought better of it, and offered Jude a hand up instead.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:09 am UTC (link)
"Not hurt," she said, feeling a little lost as Deirdre pulled her up. "I, um, I was cooking," she told the other girl vaguly. "Left the oven on." She didn't feel like she was quite here anymore. She was clinging to Deirdre's hand and didn't want to have to let go. She felt dizzy and her arm burned from where her father had been gripping it.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:14 am UTC (link)
Deirdre hugged Jude then, not caring if it were the right thing to do or not.
"We should probably turn that off. The oven. Unless you want to start again? Clean slate?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:19 am UTC (link)
Start again. Clean slate.
She let Deirdre hug her and then, when she pulled away, blinked at her. "Umm..." The oven was on in the kitchen. Should turn it off. Should. Clean Slate. She shook her head to clear her fuzzy thought. "Um, what?"
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:22 am UTC (link)
Deirdre sighed, wondering if she was helping or hindering. "If you want, I can take care of the kitchen. If you need to be alone. But if you want to start over with the cooking, I can help you. Or talk to you. Or watch you like a vouyer?"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:27 am UTC (link)
She nodded softly. "Umm, can I just sit?" she asked the other girl quietly. And then, quickly, she grabbed Deirdre's wrist. "But with you? Please don't go away. My hands are shaking."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:34 am UTC (link)
"I won't go anywhere." Without thinking, she reached for Jude's hands, and then tried to cover for it by rubbing her own hands together. She didn't know if she succeeded. She smiled at Jude nervously. She wanted to talk about what they could do about him 'finding her at Regents' but Jude was in no shape to talk about that now.
"I think..I think my hands are shaking too.."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 04:36 am UTC (link)
She smiled a little at Deirdre. It wasn't a smile of happiness. More a smile of comradary. "I'm sorry he came here. I didn't know."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 04:41 am UTC (link)
"Not your fault." He can't do anything to me. "Maybe we SHOULD get a guard dog? A big one, named Spike or Killer or...Butch or something."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 05:41 am UTC (link)
Jude smiled a little. "I thought that was what your puppies were for?" She was beginning to relax...at least a little more than she was. After a moment she sighed and walked back into the kitchen to sit down. She didn't seem to have the energy in her to stand up anymore.
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 05:48 am UTC (link)
Deirdre followed her, giggling. "My puppies will only accomplish this by snuggling something to death. They're soooo tiny!" She sat next to Jude and laughed. "Besides, they don't look like a 'killer' or a 'Spike'. Bertha maybe..."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 05:52 am UTC (link)
"You cannot call a dog Bertha," she told Deirdre as she reached for her drink bottle across the table. "I had a dog once. His name was Atticus. Which isn't really a guard dog name either. My father got him for me as a reward for aceing all my classes in my first year at Regents." Thinking about her father made bits of her hurt and she sighed, leaning her head on Deirdre's shoulder. "I'm so tired."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 08:24 pm UTC (link)
"When I was younger I had a crush on Gregory Peck and I watched To Kill a Mockingbird over and over again, even though I didn't necessarily understand the concept, not being American. Didn't matter. I just loved the way he talked, you know." Deirdre absentmindedly leaned her head against Jude's and relaxed.
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 08:27 pm UTC (link)
"It was my favourite book as a kid. I wished I was like Scout." More quietly: "I used to pretend I was really her and that Atticus was my real father."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 08:36 pm UTC (link)
Deirdre sighed dreamily. "He'd be the best dad. Seriously. Can I dress you up as a ham and take pictures? It's modelling!"
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 08:38 pm UTC (link)
"Maybe later," she smiled. "I think I just want to go crawl into bed now."
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deirdre_ionuin
2006-03-14 08:54 pm UTC (link)
"Ham raincheck then. Bed is probably a good idea." Deirdre stood and then remembered to turn the oven off. "I can clean up in here. Have a good rest."
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firehaunted
2006-03-14 08:56 pm UTC (link)
"Thanks," Jude said, giving her a tired nod and then walking out the kitchen.
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