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Vacated; Blu's Old Room
Topic Started: Feb 13 2007, 03:40 AM (1,035 Views)
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Blu walked tentatively into the new headquarters, quickly claiming the room next to that of her brother and Andy. Even ten years later, I still have to sleep next-door to them, she thought in a rather bittersweet way. She really loved how close she was to her brother and Andromeda- she just wished that every thought of them she had wasn't laced with guilt about Murray.

Sighing, she fell backwards onto the nondescript, all-ready-to-be-personalized bed. Murray. Her father. It was a problem that she knew she would soon have to deal with, just as she was going to have to redecorate the room.

Though, for right now, just this moment, I suppose this'll do, she thought, closing her eyes and possibly-maybe-accidentally falling asleep right there.
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*Blu slowly walks into her room, going, as if in a daze, to the black shoebox under her bed, her box of things that she'd hoped were in her past forever. She'd managed to quit two years ago, when she'd begun her Auror training and her life changed for the better. Her hands shaking, she pulls out the little red bottle. For a moment, she just looks at it. Such a pretty little thing, always refilling, never running out. Bad for you, of course, but... She deserves it. It hardly shows up on the magical drug tests that one takes at St. Mungo's, just looks like a bit of migraine medication, a standard kind that they often hand out. She brings it to her nose quickly, itching to catch the scent of pre-enhanced emotions in a bottle.

Briefly, she considers her position, hugging her knees to her chest, leaning back against the side of her bed, clutching the little red bottle so tightly that her knuckles have surpassed white and turned a sickly greenish-purple.

What this reduces me to... What Reyen would think if he knew this part of me... Blu thinks, sick. What did Tristan say when he found out, before he started seeing Abi? Junkie... Reyen would be just like him... He would hate me, detest me... Leave me, all alone again.

Her head throbbing, she presses the bottle to her hand, letting three or four shimmery-gold metallic pills fall into her slightly-damp left palm. Pressing them quickly to her lips, she swallows, following them with a sip of water.

I'm disgusting, she thinks, her last completely clear thought before she's given up to the effects of the pills. So very disgusting. It's a wonder they've all put up with me this far...


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*Blu sits at her desk, waiting for it to take effect and for her thoughts to empty out. She's not sure how many she's taken, but she guesses more than the previous night and less than however many she took on her eighteenth birthday. Blu sighs, putting her head in her hands. She doesn't want to do this- this is just one mistake, just one. Everything is her fault, that's why she's doing this. When she has to report to St. Mungo's again, she'll wear makeup on her face and her hands. She can do this. She can smile and be normal when people ask her how she is. She can do this.

Of course I can do this! I'm amazing! I'm wonderful! I'm..!

I'm... sleepy.


Blu falls onto her bed, not bothering to get undressed, simply closing her eyes. Sleep washes over her in moments, leaving the only remnants of her night sitting at her desk beneath her still-lit lamp. Her journal, and her bottle.

Nighty-night.*
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*Blu wakes up, miserably wiggling each finger experimentally. She can't remember much of the previous day, and none of the previous night. Whimpering a little, she flips over onto her side and stares at the clock. Almost noon. Damn, she thinks, getting out of bed sluggishly and yanking on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt right over her pajamas. She decides to head downstairs and grab something to eat, then maybe she can head over to St. Mungo's to check out the Council.*
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*Blu sits in her room, twirling a piece of hair around her fingers and trying to pretend that she's doing something worthwhile, other than hiding from Appo and Andy. It's not fair, she thinks, that I get beat up for this. A single decision, just one... Sighing, she decides to go downstairs and hope that Appo and Andromeda haven't returned.*
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Tammy runs into Blu's room, trying to pick out something to wear. He settled on a pink shirt, that seemed way too small on him, but thought it would look good on a girl. He also found jean skirt, and wondered how it was supposed to say on his hips. He shrugged. As long as he wouldn't have to use make up....
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*Blu falls onto her bed, sobbing. She's taken some, enough to ease the pain, but not enough to alter her mood. It's really the very thing she's promised everyone she won't do. She knows, of course, that Tristan is right. She does need professional help.

But I've tried that. They simply look at you, stare at you, like you're... dirty, or something. How could I live that way for however long it took? It could be weeks, months, years. Why doesn't anyone understand?

Suddenly, all Blu wants is to go back to being thirteen. Before the illness, before Tripisin, before Tristan, before... Before she screwed up. After a time, she slips into an exhausted and fitful sleep, tormented by dreams of swirling red pools and shimmering golden suns.*
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*Blu stares at her ceiling, which has finally been transfigured to her favorite cerulean blue. She has been alone in her room for the past thirty-six hours, and she's liked being a recluse so far. No one to bother you about what you shouldn't or should be doing, no one to pester you about their problems, just you. Though, truthfully, Blu isn't very good company at the moment, but she'll do for herself. Sighing, she flops onto her stomach, staring instead at the pretty red bottle sitting on the bureau.*
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*Blu tries to count the number of times she's broken her promise to Reyen so far. Three, six, twelve, twenty... Does it even matter anymore? Once was all that really mattered. Crossing her room to the bureau, she breaks her promise yet again and then decides to go downstairs.*
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*Blu gulps down a glass of water, swallowing number... eight? Nine? Something like that. Cradling her head in her hands, she waits for it all to work. This is how it starts. They stop trusting me. Then they 'forget' to tell me things. It'll just go on and on.. I never get to be Blu again. I'm Addict now. The crazy one.

I hate my life.*
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*Blu sits on the floor in front of her bed, hugging her knees to her chest and soaking them with her tears. He was here, he came, he finally came... And he never said a word to me. I'm such an idiot! Why am I so stupid... Blu tries to stop crying, but every time she thinks about him, caring only that precious Raven was alright, she feels sick and can't stop. She's picked the guy in love with someone else... Again.*
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Tree walked into Blu's room, hearing her crying.

"Um, are you... okay?" He asks quietly, taking her in.
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*Blu quickly wipes her eyes on the back of her hand, not wanting her brother to see her upset.*

I'm fine. Look, are you okay?

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"What do you mean," Tree asks suspiciously, sitting down next to his little sister. "I mean, I'm fighting with Andy at the moment, but that's it, I think."
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*Blu cocks her head, confused.*

But... Andy's married, didn't you know? She married Ryou, a few nights ago.
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"WHAT THE HELL? BUT WE'RE..." Tree paused, realizing that Blu didn't yet know about he and Andy being married. "We're together!"
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*Blu winces.*

Um, that's not quite the worst part. I was healing her earlier today... And she's expecting... And the baby's very, very, very, young.

*She looks away.*

Only, erm, a few nights old.
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Tree glared. "My--- girlfriend is pregnant with Ryou's baby!"
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*Blu bites her lip.*

I'm sorry, Tree.

Seeing his face, she backs away quickly.*

I'm... I'm gonna go downstairs... Bye!!!

*And rushes from the room.*
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*Blu sits on her bed, crying silently and writing in her journal, trying not to smear her big, loopy handwriting. After a moment, she gets up and dashes to her bathroom, throwing up in an absolutely disgusting way. Flushing the toilet, she returns to her journal, still crying.

Andy, Raven, they're right. Reyen doesn't love me anymore. Soon, I won't even have them. Where am I gonna go? Where am I gonna be able to go?

She doesn't fall asleep that night. It's impossible. She cries, she shakes, and she throws up. She vaguely realizes that Reyen would be a bit grossed-

That Reyen doesn't like this part of her and isn't there to see it anyway.

She stares at a strange, bony wrist and mourns the loss of Blu.*
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