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 Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 9:18 pm
As usual, Mac was avoiding anything to do with school functions. He didn't trust them and was too lazy to do that sort of thing anyway; there were a lot more important things he could do away from it. Like video games. And music.
Maybe some news paper reading.
The point was, he just didn't want to go.
The night was in full swing and the Psychopomp was happy for the silence that it provided. He could turn up the volume on his TV and play the latest game without worrying about Shun coming downstairs to try and kill him, or any number of people coming over to see what was up. It was heaven...and heaven needed more snacks.
Just as he was leaving his room to go find some, he came face to face with someone he really didn't expect to see.
"...Lizzy?" He sounded surprised, and he was. "...You okay?" What was she doing out of the festival? Didn't she have a booth?
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 9:29 pm
"... Oh, I'm just here to get something, and then I'll be on my way back," Lizzy replied, managing a smile as she stepped around him to get into his room, looking around at the piles of... Stuff, as she tried to locate the bag of Victorian Lace eggs that she had placed somewhere in the room, "Hel might not be doing so well though... You might want to go check up on her, since the both of you are not going to the festival."
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 9:37 pm
Mac watched her walk around him and into his room, pausing to take a glance at Hel's door. Not well, huh? Well, okay. "I'm sure she'll be fine." He decided, stepping into the room after her and moving to take his spot on his bed, for a moment eyeing the game he still had on pause.
"...When did you hide things in my room?" The realization donned on him as she went and snooped around; mostly, it was him realizing that his room was a mess again. He should probably clean it. Oh well.
"You sure you're okay?" Mac was getting good at his leosquint.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 9:44 pm
"I wasn't hiding them," Lizzy still wasn't looking at him, preferring to poke around the room in hopes of finding the bag of minipet eggs, "I brought them over during my last sleepover so I wouldn't forget to take them with me to the festival, but I forgot anyway... And oh, I'm sure I'll be fine."
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 9:51 pm
..."Suuure you will." Mac rolled his eyes at her attempt to cover up what was a really bad mood, and wandered over to the carefully placed pile of things she tended to leave here; he didn't want to lose it in his mess, and had accidentally developed an organizational system for her things.
"So...these, maybe?" He held up a bag; the only larger bag she had left over here. The Psychopomp wandered over, holding it up and somewhat out of her reach. "What's wrong."
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:02 pm
"Ohh, yes!" Lizzy replied, looking up from where she had been looking for them. Eyeing the bag with a frown, she then attempted to grab it from Mac, "I'm just a little upset. I'll be fine!"
She tried to ignore Shun's voice, which was nagging at her at the back of her head.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:06 pm
"A little upset about what?" Mac hefted the bag out of her grasp, still playing keep-away. His free hand was in his pocket, unthreatening to her attempts to get the eggs. "Come on, out with it or you'll dwell all night." He knew you, Lizzy. He gets you.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:17 pm
"Just things!" Lizzy answered, a little too loudly, before lapsing into silence. A moment later, she sighed, her voice lowering as she looked away, "Sorry. Didn't mean to... Raise my voice." Eyes rolling up to focus on the bag, she frowned; if she really wanted to, she could probably grab that, and jump out the window to freedom, but that wasn't going to solve the problem. Mac'll still ask her about it sooner or later, and she was probably going to have to talk about it then.
Unless, of course...
"... I don't know anymore," She took several steps back until she was seated on the edge of the bed, "I thought I was upset with you and Hel, but maybe I'm just frustrated with myself... I don't know. You ever feel like you can't be yourself around me? Or that maybe you'll be better off with someone else?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:36 pm
He knew she could have taken it from him; all it took was one decently aimed shot and he'd be down for the count. She was right though; if she avoided him today, he'd be after her tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day...she'd give in eventually. Thankfully she backed off instead, and he slowly lowered the bag to the floor next to him.
...That didn't sound like a little upset to him.
"Frustrated with yourself? Howso?" He moved to sit on the edge of the bed beside her, but she had his full attention. ...Wow, these were...pretty loaded questions. Questions he knew better than to answer right now. "And uh...what brought this on?" Mac may have tossed a very angry mental stare to Hel's door. Somehow, he just figured this was all her fault, even if it was a long time coming.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:45 pm
"I can't seem to let some things go... And don't worry about what brought this on," She figured that Mac should be able to guess what the 'some things' were, "We've not had a talk for a while anyway, and I felt like I was drifting from you... And you didn't answer my questions. I want you to be perfectly honest with me. if you lie, that'll just make things worse. I mean, you can be honest to everyone but me... I hate that."
She fidgeted with the edge of her dress, all the while staring at Mac.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 10:56 pm
"Drifting, huh?" He murmured, though...he kind of felt the same. Still, he tried to play it off like he always did. "You're right, it's been a while. Guess we're about due for it, huh?" Mac stretched out his arm and bent it to peek at his wrist, looking at the watch she'd given him on Prom. "Yup, it's about the right time. Six months." Seemed their relationship had a theme, one he passed off with a small chuckle.
Err...well...damn. Now what? He had to be honest, and...that had never gotten him very far before, Hrm. She had him there, though. If he didn't give in now it'd hurt more to say later.
"I am honest, for the most part. I tell you most things just not...everything." Mac admitted sheepishly, looking down at his hands. "Because I love you, and I don't want to hurt you." Which was true, but it was a double-edged knife, really. "As for how I feel...Well, I do feel like I can't...sometimes. I don't know how to answer the other one. We've been together for well over a year now. That just doesn't happen to me."
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 11:12 pm
"And there are a lot more six months to go after this, if we stay together," Lizzy sighed, pulling her legs up to her chest as she hugged them, resting her chin on her knees, "You love other people too, I'm sure, but you can be honest with them. Why not me?" That hurt, it really did, but mostly because she had a very specific person in mind.
"Maybe we got along better when you were making me cry over other things. We actually spent time together as friends at the time, and you didn't feel the need to play nice, instead of... Of..." She frowned, waving a hand around in the air to gesture at herself and Mac, "This. When was the last time we went out for the sake of spending time together? If we're looking at quality, you probably spend more time with Hel, and I probably spend more time with Mot, Shun, and my laptop."
In her frustration, she hid her face in her knees, causing her voice to be muffled, "I've never been in a relationship before, but even I don't think it's normal to feel like this."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 8:31 am
"...If we stay together, huh? ...That's pretty grim..." He gave what she was saying some thought, watching her out of the corner of his eye as she curled up. "No, not really...the only people I really love are you, my Aunt and my Uncle...and frankly, I tell them a lot less than I tell you." Mac idly picked at some fluff on his pants, dusting off some scareon paw prints he didn't realize were there. "I'm brutally honest with everyone else because I don't give a single ******** what they think about me...but you and my Aunt and Uncle...I do care, and I don't want to hurt you with the complete truth." It...actually kind of hurt to think about why he did what he did, but they needed to talk, and they were being honest.
For a moment, he snickered. "I don't know if you noticed, but I'm a total a**."
"I guess time just got away from us..." He was almost always in his room, or if not he was usually at the docks; his schedule was predictable, but he could have always done better when it came to her. He could have visited her, instead of having her over often for sleepovers. "But I've never liked making you cry. That's why I tried to change, so you wouldn't have to." His brows furrowed together, his head tilting as something rather uncomfortable hit him.
"Sometimes...I kind of wonder why I did it."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 9:45 am
"It's just that... I'm graduating soon, and so are most of the people you know," Lizzy felt the need to remind him, as well as herself, of this fact; they might be the same age, but they were in different grades, "Soon, I won't be able to do sleepovers, even if I want to... We already don't communicate much. If we don't fix it, it'll just get worse... And I don't want it to get worse because I want us to be together even after high school."
She paused to look at him, wondering if she should ask him 'What about Hel?' That was a question that would probably just lead to more unhappiness, but if she expected him to be honest with her, then it was only natural to be honest back, right?
There was another way to phrase it though.
"Mac..." She tucked at his sleeve with one hand as her free arm pulled her knees closer, tighter. Her voice dropped to a whisper, and she still had her face hidden as she continued, "I think... I think I'm jealous of Hel the same way I was jealous of Riley... But I don't want it to end the same way, and I'm scared that it might."
She stayed in that position, not wanting to move.
"I like you being a total butt. I would never think any less of you just because you're brutally honest with me," She curled up tighter, "You don't have to change... I don't need a non-Mac. I need a Mac to keep me grounded. If anything, I just need to stop crying over the little things."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 11:01 am
Being reminded that they were graduating soon made him flinch; he was close to year three he just needed his player to post for his exam to get off his a** and apply for the third year. His motivation was lacking at best, and being reminded was just one more thing on the long list of things that he was failing at doing. Being a good boilfriend was, of course, topping at list.
Hearing that she was jealous of Hel wasn't a surprise to him, but that did trouble him was everything she said after. Something didn't sit right, and it was making him worried and uncomfortable.
"I don't think you do, though. How can you say you like it, when nine times out of ten you're giving me disapproving looks, ignoring me or crying?" Mac took off his hat to bury his fingers into his curly locks. Damn, he needed a hair cut. Fingers twisted the ends of the longer pieces of his hair, fidgeting while he thought some things through.
"It happens a lot, you know. All that disapproval. None of your friends like me, Shun wants to murder me, Mitsu's probably still scared of me, Mot is..." He trailed off with a brief grit of his teeth. Jackin Mot. "...Mot. Junko still disapproves I think...Not that I particularly care what they think, but I know you do. That's why, when I do something that might make them dislike me more, you get quiet and mopey. You do care. I don't think you really like me when I do that...be myself." Mac sucked in a deep breath and heaved it out in an equally heavy sigh, turning to better look at the ghoul.
"Why are you still with me, Lizzy?"
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