Title: `look inside the [w r e c k a g e] of your past``
Description: Tag : Maddie
Elisabeth Carrenton - November 3, 2009 03:32 PM (GMT)
The time had crept by slowly after Maddie's departure from the hospital earlier in the day. All Ellie could think of was her sister, her sister that was now living with her and making herself at home in her apartment. When the hands struck five on her office clock, she had practically bolted from the hospital. She was now sitting inside her black BMW, still feeling anxious over everything that had happened. She finally pulled out of the car, closing and locking it up, before making her way inside the building. Now standing in front of her door, she pressed her finger into the doorbell, and waited for Maddie to answer, hoping that she was there. She had given away her key, and did not have a spare anywhere else, which was probably a bad idea. She made a note to get one made the following day, and tried to focus on the things her and Maddie would discuss. She imagined calling her parents and screaming her lungs out at them, before hanging up. How could two people cause their two children so much pain? She sighed out, still waiting while the angry thoughts flashed through her mind.
Madison Conway - November 4, 2009 04:55 PM (GMT)
It had only been hours that she had arrived at the apartment, a smile on her lips as she thought about the whole situation. She had a sister. An older sister. Things were beginning to look up and happiness was finally something that she felt. Her smile grew that much more as she thought back to the beginning to the day. The morning that she saw herself being shot down, burning in flames as she told her sister, the doctor, that she was indeed her younger sister. Things had gone a lot better than she had expected and she was happy of that fact. Her shoes were off, placed to the side of the carpet and she roamed around the glorious place like a child on Christmas. It wasn't long that she had made herself at home, comfortably resting into the cushions of the couch and the TV roaring to life. Eyes lifted to glance at the clock, happy when the time read five 'o clock. Ellie would soon be home and she could get to know her better, sighing before the bell sounded and she rose without haste. "Hey!" She chirped, once the door was swung open, a smile on her lips.
Elisabeth Carrenton - November 4, 2009 05:04 PM (GMT)
A smile moved across her lips as the door was opened and Maddie's chipper greeting sounded. "Hey yourself," she replied as she stepped inside, shoulders shrugging out of her white lab coat and hanging it on the rack by the door. She closed the door and locked it, before moving to the couch where the TV was playing. "You find everything okay? I have two empty rooms, I meant to tell you could have either one you wanted." She dropped into the large black cushions, sinking into them. It had been a long day at the hospital, and since seeing Maddie, she had been so anxious to return home, to see how her sister was getting along, and of course to engage into the deep the conversations that they would most likely be in tonight.
"So, Maddie, I guess we should talk about stuff." She shrugged her shoulders, giving a slight smile. She sighed out, and her head shook lightly. There was just so much to talk about, so many questions, and not enough time. "How were you treated, Maddie, was it bad?" She hated to ask, but she had to know. She wanted to know everything about her, and could already feel the protectiveness she would have over her sister. She knew that phone call to her parents would need to place soon, as in tonight, and she would give them a piece of her mind. How dare they do this to the two of them, they had done nothing to them.
Madison Conway - November 8, 2009 04:40 AM (GMT)
She smiled as she moved to let her sister pass, and closed the door behind her as she turned to return back to the couch. Legs tucked comfortably beneath her as she took back her position on the comfy couch, fingers in her hair. Maddie had a habit of playing with her hair at times. It wasn't that she was nervous or anything like that. It was just something that she did. A habit if you will; a quirk. Her gaze tracked her sister, a smile on her lips before she glanced around again. Happiness was radiating off of her, true happiness. This was something that Maddie hadn't really known until now. It wasn't something that she knew at all, really. She was that person that walked beneath a rain cloud, lightning and thunder striking her down at every given chance. Things were different now, though. Everything was looking up, and she couldn't help but smile at that fact.
Her head rested against the back of the couch, smiling into her direction before the question was posed. Memories of her 'adventures' of going through foster home upon foster home chasing after her and she shuddered a bit. "It's not something that I just talk about. It was hard." Her head nodded then, and her gaze strayed from that of her sister's. Kids were mean, horrible to her when she was adopted and they were the ones born to the family. That was why she was given back on multiple occasions because she would fight back. Maddie was one of those that didn't like to take a lot of crap from people, especially ones that have no reason giving it to her in the first place.
Elisabeth Carrenton - November 9, 2009 03:37 PM (GMT)
Knees were pulled to her chest as she sunk back into the large leather cushions, her eyes focused on the ones of her younger sister. She had posed a difficult question, but it was important to her. She figured she already knew the answer, but she needed to get to know Maddie, and she knew it was a mutual thing. "I assumed it was badly, but I guess I needed to hear." She let out a sigh, her eyes were full of concern and sadness.
Everything was still going so quickly, it was all so hectic. This time yesterday, she had been an only child. "I'm sorry they gave you away, Maddie, I'm so sorry." This time she managed to keep the tears in. The thought of her own sister being given away by their parents, being treated horribly by foster parents, was so difficult. Her own life hadn't been peaches and cream, but at least she had lived with her biological parents and had been given most of everything she wanted, and everything she needed. She sucked in a breath, and forced on a smile. "What should we talk about, then?" she asked cheerfully, hoping to lighten up their conversation for the time being.
Madison Conway - November 11, 2009 01:49 PM (GMT)
Arms pulled her own knees to her chest, her chin resting there as her gaze settled off a bit along the floor. This was one of those things that she hated to think about, much less talk about. Her features went stoic for a moment, not wanting or letting any shard of emotion flood through her. It was one of those things that she tended to do to herself. Maddie hated for people to see how she felt in bad times. She hated to show that she was hurt, or upset. In fact, she hated it with a passion. Ocean blue hues floated back to that of her sister's a moment later, letting her head nod for a moment before she let her side settled into the cushions there. Memories flooded her tired mind, causing her to close her eyes and exhale deeply. She should have known that it was would have been asked about. She should have been prepared, but she wasn't sure if anything could have prepared her for that question. Ever.
Dark brown strands bounced a bit as her head nodded. She didn't apologies from her sister. Maddie needed to hear those words slip from their parent's lips, and knowing that she never would. She tried. She already tried to get an 'I'm sorry,' but they apparently felt for sympathy and for that she hated them. A hatred that ran deep, and made her heart ache. Lips quivered a bit at the shear fact that they didn't care. They didn't care enough that they gave her up, and for what .. thinking that she might have ended up like Ellie? Who gave a shit? She was their daughter, too, and they threw her away like some piece of trash. Another deep breath was pulled into her lungs, and she fought back the tears. The tears that have been urging forth for years, but she wouldn't dare let them fall. No. She wasn't.
Glossy eyes peered up from their docked position, sniffling a bit before she straightened a bit more, "Something a bit .. happier?" Her words were softer now, delicate as she glanced into her sister's direction. "How was work?" She asked, happy to have the attention off of her for now, her head tilting a bit and resting along her knees as she waited patiently.
Elisabeth Carrenton - December 1, 2009 04:35 PM (GMT)
Fingers moved to fumble with a few pieces of stray, caramel colored strands, as eyes stared straight ahead, focusing on the TV screen. She could feel her sister's sadness and she had no idea how to lighten the mood considering the situation. She was angry with her parents, and overwhelmed with grief at having a sister she had only just met. She sucked in a breath and held it for a few moments, as more thoughts of calling and telling off their parents flooded her mind.
Finally, Maddie's reply sounded and Ellie forced a smile upon her lips. "Well, I'm glad you're here, I'm glad we're together. We have lots of sisterly things to do." A soft chuckle left her lips and her smile then turned sincere. "And lots to catch up on," she added, still grinning. "So, tell me about your recent life. Any kids or marriages?" Her brows were raised in curiosity as she stared into the matching set of blues.
Madison Conway - December 2, 2009 01:06 PM (GMT)
Fingers intertwined with one another along her knees, settling comfortably and forcing the sadness that lingered there from those big blue eyes. Sadness. It was something that she hated. Hated to feel. Hated to see, and most importantly .. hated for others to see her in that light. She refused, especially when she had just met her sister, her older sister, and this was the first thing that she saw with her. No. It wasn't going to happen. Breathing out, the expression washed away from her features and burrowed deep within herself where all the other emotions laid hidden inside. Anger. Pain. Sorrow. Everything that she hated others to see was buried deep within herself and she would be damned if they came out in a time like this one. This was a time for happiness. For rejoicing. It was some what of a reunion even though they had only just met.
A light smile graced her lips, as features straightened and deep blue eyes caught sight of her sister's. "I'm glad that I'm here, too." Her smile only grew then, liking the fact that she was actually with family and not some family who wanted to be her family without any luck whatsoever. "My life?" A nervous chuckled sounded then, fingers raking back through dark strands before another sigh sounded, "I don't remember much when I was younger .. just that I was always given up to the agency." Her thoughts wandered then, her gaze dropping before her head shook, erasing the memories as her gaze stayed fixed along the floor, "Families would always want to get me, though, but I would always screw it up. I was nine, and I saw one of our .. 'friends', and made the mistake of saying something needless to say .. I was back the day. After that when a family would choose me I would be a little devil." A smile played along her lips then, her gaze returning, " .. being rebellious, not doing as I was told, then a family got me when I was about thirteen .. I really liked them. They were nice and for once I was being myself. On my eighteenth birthday they told me the names of our parents and it was then I promised that I would find them, and find out why."
Elisabeth Carrenton - December 5, 2009 05:11 PM (GMT)
With all the anger and hurt, Ellie figured she had contained herself well. But even through the darkness, a light had shined through, and though she'd only just met her sister, she was sitting here with her. All the childhood memories of her own life engulfed her, and the anger seemed to be taking over. All those times she had been left alone at a very young age, while Mommy and Daddy had hospital parties to go to, patients to see, paperwork, just anything they could do that didn't involve dealing with their daughter and her problems. If she'd had Maddie, they would have made it through those times together, and they would never have felt as alone as they had growing up, separately.
Hearing her baby sister speak of her life was disheartening. Even though she had found a family at thirteen who had made her happy, it still hurt, because she knew it wasn't like having your real family. Though their parents may not have cared, she would have, and she would have made sure nothing had ever hurt Maddie. Hell, she probably would have taken her sister with her when she went to college. A sigh escaped her lips. "I wish you would have been with me. Mom and Dad were never around, but you and I could have had each other." She felt the familiar lump forming in her throat but was able to push it back.
Another question that had been lingering in the back of her mind, finally pulled through to the surface. "Maddie, when did you start seeing spirits?" She sucked in a shaky breath, then let it slip slowly through her lips. She wondered how Maddie had dealt with him, and she had done so differently. Ellie had been terrified, then had been stuck on anti-psychotic medication because her parents had believed her to be Schizophrenic. She had learned at a young age to never speak of them .. ever, and was finally able to get off of the medication that clouded her mind and body, debilitated more likely. She kept her gaze on her sister, patiently waiting for her reply.
Madison Conway - December 9, 2009 03:10 AM (GMT)
Sitting there, Maddie soon subsided the memories with a sigh and tried to concentrate on other things. The things that made her happy. Like the fact that she was, indeed, sitting there with her sister that she had known about for years now, but was just recently able to track down. The woman that would have probably been a huge influence in her life, but was lacking considering the missed presence of her sister, and her 'so-called family'. There were times that she would sit down at night when she were younger and imagine what they were like. What they looked like. If she had any siblings, but it never did turn out how she imagined them. Ever. There was always something different. The height. Hair color. The number of siblings that she was really supposed to grow up with. There was always that one thing off.
Arms tightened that much more around her legs, her chin resting comfortably along her knees as she listened to her sister. The sister that would have loved to have her around, and she would have been had she had the choice. "I wish that I could have been there, too." Her voice was light, soft as she watched her sister and tried to contain herself. She knew that if this were to happen that she would probably get emotional. That she was going to have to work extra hard on not crying over things that would be discussed.
She knew that the question was going to be asked at one point or another, but she hadn't expected it to be the same day that she had met her. Or, maybe she should have? She really wasn't sure. Maddie was just trying to get everything arranged in her head. Get everything settled and then go on like everything was okay; like everything was normal, even though that was hardly the case. Her gaze fell to the ground, lips pressed before the memories invaded her mind, "I was young. Six? Maybe Seven? I spoke of them, but everybody always thought that I was playing .. that I had an invisible friend." A light laughter crept from her lips then, her features stern not a moment later, "I learned not to speak of it .. ever, and so I kept it all to myself." Slender shoulders shrugged then, glancing back to Ellie with the same question lingering in her gaze, "And, you?"
Elisabeth Carrenton - December 15, 2009 02:19 PM (GMT)
Arms folded across her chest, as the chill coursed through her body. The stories were similar, yet a little different. She sucked in a shaky breath, eyes gazing around the room, almost as if just speaking of the spirits would send one bolting toward them, then coming up empty. She then shifted her eyes to Maddie's, a nervous smile playing upon her lips. "I was four, and I think I told you about what our parents did," she said with a sigh. "They drugged me with anti-psychotics, and sent me to a Psychiatrist who claimed I had schizophrenia." A nervous chuckle evaded her lips, the nervous smile still in place. "I, also, stopped speaking of them."
She pulled her legs onto the couch and tucked them underneath her. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen. She gazed around, half expecting to see a dead person gawking at her from across the room, but again, nothing. She shifted back to Maddie, her hands rubbing up and down her arms. "Do you feel anything now?" she asked suddenly. "Something is coming, I can feel it." She gulped, blues still scanning the room every few seconds.
Madison Conway - January 1, 2010 12:12 AM (GMT)
Lips fell parted at her sister's words, big glossy blues now perking at the woman opposite of her on the couch. Maddie couldn't imagine what she had went through, with the mere thought of the pills that were being shoved down her throat .. and, there was nothing wrong with her. Not like they had expected. It definitely wasn't Schizophrenia. Features were soft now, sympathy as her gaze dropped down to the floor out of the side of her eye. This was one of the last things that she wanted to hear leave Ellie's lips. She had just met her sister, and now she was hearing about what had happened to her because of their 'gifts'. She wasn't so sure what they were, anymore. Gifts might not have been the approciate word .. not now, anyway.
The shifting caught her attention, her gaze pulling back to gaze at her sister; looking at her through squinted blues. Something was wrong, or she sensed something. It was then that something hit her, and she found herself stilling for a moment before she peered around the room with parted lips. That familiar feeling had hit her, the chill that coursed up her spine and making that involuntary shiver that always seemed to get her every time. It was a feeling that she wasn't used to, and she feared that she never would. A shaky breath was pulled into her lungs, before paniced eyes scanned back to her sister, her form scooting over closer to her, "Here's to hoping for a Casper."
Elisabeth Carrenton - January 1, 2010 01:23 AM (GMT)
Blues tore from their surroundings her sister, a shaky bit of nervous laughter exiting her lips as her sister scooted closer, and at her words. If anything, a casper would be best, because a casper would mean a harmless spirit. She certainly hoped the darker spirits were about to pay the girls a visit, seeing as how she hadn't got around to mentioning them to Maddie, or asking if she'd encountered any herself.
She gulped loudly as she braced herself as the spirit tried to apparate. Although channeling had been a part of her life for twenty-seven years, it was still very frightening and difficult to deal with. Now that she had Maddie, she felt that it was a bit more bearable, but still not something she wanted to have. If she could give up the gift, she most definitely would.
Fingers gripped the edges of her leather couch until the spirit and apparated completely, and before them stood a misty female figure which had a huge grin upon her lips. The spirit was, indeed, harmless or so it seemed. Her heart beat had accelerated and the vital organ was now pounding inside her chest. Swear had formed along her palms as she continued to grip the leather. she knew the only way to rid the spirit was either salt, chants, or just simply asking what it wanted. She decided to ask. "What do you want?" she asked in a shaky voice.
Madison Conway - January 8, 2010 01:39 PM (GMT)
Scooting, Maddie found herself closer to her sister. They hadn't even been together for a whole day and here a spirit was showing itself before .. both of them. This was a little too much to add to an extremely stressful day. Why today? Why? It was almost as if the spirits had a freaking sense of humor, and Maddie didn't like it very well. Leaning against Ellie, Maddie stood her ground, watching the mist slowly start to form into a woman. Pushing, Maddie pushed down against the lump that had suddenly formed in her throat. This was going to be bad. She could feel it, but hoped that her intuition was deadly wrong.
The woman seemed like a Casper, or so it had seemed and hoping that by seeing it was enough to make her a nice ghosty. Her sister, Ellie, was freaking - this much was obvious as she turned big, bright blues to look onto her sister's features. Fear. It was clearly written there, but Maddie refrained from such feelings - just incase the ghost wanted to act on it and frighten them .. to death. It wasn't going to happen, so there she was .. standing her ground even if she was posted up against her sister's side.
Words escaped Ellie's mouth, her gaze drifting back to the ghost before the words came in a hazy fog, Help me .. Eyes narrowed toward the woman, swallowing thickly for a moment as she watched in an almost awe. So, she was a good one. Good. That was really good, considering they had just met that day and then an evil spirit was trying to ripe at their throats. That's some sisterly bonding right there. "How? How can we help you?"
Elisabeth Carrenton - January 9, 2010 01:42 AM (GMT)
Seeing spirits had always been Ellie's biggest fear, though she'd been seeing them for most of her life. It was something she'd never gotten used to and she wasn't sure if it was horrible for her because of the spirits, or because of what was done to her by her parents if she spoke of them. But it couldn't be them. She was thirty-one and lived alone, a long way away, and she was still frightened. It just didn't make sense.
She gulped and took comfort in the fact that Maddie had slid closer. At least she wasn't all alone, and was with a family member with the same ability. This was when it all hit her. Yes, she'd always been afraid, but lately she'd had a reason. Lately there had been something different with the spirits that were visiting her. Trey had been more than an evil spirit, and one woman had even spoke of him being a demon. Her body began to tremble as she remembered it all.
Hearing the voice of the ghost sent a chill down her spine. Was this one nice or would this be another Trey like ghost. She couldn't tell. Hearing Maddie give in to the spirit sent fear rushing throughout her body and she turned to her younger sister. “Maddie, no, don't talk to her.” She had pleaded with her sister, then turned back to the misty figure in her living room. She still couldn't figure it all out but she didn't want to take any chances. She needed to tell Maddie about the things that had been happening, and she should have done so already.
She took a breath and called out to the spirit, “Go away.”
Madison Conway - January 18, 2010 10:34 PM (GMT)
Maddie could feel the fear that seeped through each and every pore of her sister. That fear that would be almost impossible to shake off if then thing causing the unsettling feeling didn't go away. The only way that Maddie knew to do this was to talk to them, find out what they wanted and try to help them with it. To aid them in what they were searching for. Her sister obviously didn't feel the same way. It was obvious of her reasoning for being terrified. Her-their parents drugged her up at the mention of the figures that visited her on a basis that she didn't want to remember. The things that they had done to her, and the thoughts that Ellie was crazy had apparently soared through their minds. In return, she wouldn't doubt that Ellie would never want to see anything again. Ever. Again.
She, on the other hand, she wasn't drugged but just learned not to speak of things that others wouldn't believe. It was something that she learned in a quick haste. To keep it to herself, holding on to the information and never speaking of .. until now. Fingers clenched along the edge of the couch, the same fear flowing through her veins but she had always been the one to try and help. The kind that seen ghosts for what they were .. spirits with unfinished buisness, and knowing that she had to work like Jennifer Love and help them cross over. Ellie, apparently, wasn't feeling her sentiments at the thought.
Her head shifted then, turning to her sister as she spoke to her and her eyes narrowed, "Whose to say that she's just going to go away? I try to help them .. help them to cross over, El." Her voice was soft then, before peering back at the fog that lingered before them; breathing out as the figure disipated and disappeared out of sight. "What do you do? Just stare at them, hide under your covers .. hoping that they just go away."
Elisabeth Carrenton - February 11, 2010 10:54 PM (GMT)
Fingers gripped the edge of the couch, as the figure stood before them, it's dark, lifeless eyes gazing out at them. The demons, she knew they were demons, but she refused to believe in demons. Everything had been so confusing ever since Trey had visited her, of course she had not followed through with his request, and he had not been back. But there was Christian, the guy in the hideaway who she had mistaken as a spirit who was actually a demon. She couldn't tell them apart anymore, and she didn't want to believe in them, and it was darkening her soul, making her do and say things that weren't her, wasn't like her, like smoking for instance. It was a habit that disgusted her yet she had taken it up. Whether it was to relieve stress or if just simply was something done when she wasn't in her right mind, she didn't know.
Her gaze shifted to her sister, then back to the spirit who had disappeared into thin air. She released her grip on the couch and straightened her posture, knowing it was time to reveal more things to her sister. "I used to be afraid. I'm still afraid but not like I used to be, not of the ghosts anyway..." Her words trailed and she bit her her lower lip. She knew she had to do, but it was difficult. What if Maddie thought she was crazy? Sometimes she believed she was going crazy. She cleared her throat and turned to her sister. "Maddie, I was afraid that ghost was a ... a... a demon." She sucked in a breath immediately after speaking the words. Her gaze shifted to her legs, legs that were still tucked underneath her. "I see them, too," she stated without looking up. She did not want to meet her sister's gaze, did not want to witness any shock or negative reaction. She would simply wait.
Madison Conway - February 16, 2010 12:14 AM (GMT)
A shaky breath crept through parted lips, crayon blues flowing ahead of her and settling on the foggy figure that laid before them. The form that floated, staring straight at them and seemingly staring down into their souls. Or, so it seemed to her. Blank, expressionless pupils staring ahead of them like nothing was right in the world and their own had collasped in the rubbage of their life. It wasn't long before it vanished, Maddie's breathing slowly returned to normal and she slowly found her frame relaxing and welcoming the soft form of the back of the couch. Eyes still as big as saucers, she turned to look at her sister, the fear still evident but she was trying so hard to not show such an emotion. It was hard for her. Seeing her sister, her older sister, in such fear. The same sister that she had just met not hours before their lovely encounter together. It was definitely one of those experiences that Maddie would never forget, one of those times in their life that she would probably bring up and hoped that each of them would share in a laugh.
That was the case now, though. No laughter was in sight as her sister's gaze fell and the words escaped her lips. Brows knitted together, she wasn't quite sure what to say. What does someone say to that? Her sister just told her that she saw demons. Sure. Ghosts are one thing .. but, DEMONS? Blinking a few times, her gaze shifted around the room, still silent as she went over her options of words. "Ellie .. I .. " Her words failed her, breathing out for a moment as she licked at her lips. Of course the thought of her sister being a bit nuts had crossed her mind, but if ghosts were real then why couldn't demons be? "Where have you seen them?"
Elisabeth Carrenton - February 20, 2010 05:37 PM (GMT)
Embarrassment had replaced her fear and she now regretted telling Madison about seeing the demons. Of course she wouldn't understand, why had she even expected her to? Lately, things had been crazy. She felt herself slipping, felt her personality changing; being altered; doing things she'd never do. She found herself smoking cigarettes and thinking of killing people... and often. Yes, this was definitely not her and not like her at all. But telling Madison had been a bad idea. She'd only just met her for God's sake, it wasn't exactly the time to spill her biggest secrets and yes, as of now, this was her biggest.
She shook her head and waved her sister off, a smile plastering onto her lips. "Forget it. It's not a big deal." She let out a low chuckle and attempted to change the subject. "So, that was interesting. I hope she doesn't come back tonight. We need some peace and quiet." She laughed again and relaxed her body, extending her legs in front of her.
The ghost that had just visited the two had frightened her at the time but now it just all seemed so silly. If she was slowly accepting the demons, she should accept the spirits, or at least the fear shouldn't be as great as it had been. She should be used to the fact regardless but with the demons, the spirits really should be low on her list of fears. She sucked in a shaky breath and shifted her gaze back to her sister. She could tell Maddie had been thrown off guard and she only hoped she wouldn't think less of her or think her crazy. "So, anything you'd like to share with me?" She gave her a soft smile.
Madison Conway - March 1, 2010 11:40 AM (GMT)
Maddie had noted the faint change in expression, the one that slowly lingered over her features that shown her regret for even speaking of such things. A frown slightly began to crease her lips, not wanting her sister to ever regret telling her things even if they had just recently been formally introduced. She was still her sister, and her to be able to confide in her whenever she wanted to or had to; not having to run over the conversation that they would have and see her sister slowly back down and keep everything repressed and hidden from view. It was obvious that she wished that she hadn't spoke it, kept locked away and continuously let it eat at her until she finally snapped. The laughter was something of shock to her, her head slowly tilting to the side to assess her for a moment before lips pressed at the outcome. "Something tells me that you regret even saying something .. I don't want you to feel that way. I want you to be able to tell me anything, any time you want." Deep blues were sincere, saddened at the fact that she had gotten the impression of the regret that was plastered all over her sister's face.
Sighing, she slowly began to let it go, knowing now that she probably wouldn't voice anymore of it. Worried. That was something that had struck her, If she's seeing demons .. Her eyes were now burning into her sister's, only imagining what she was going through and wanting to know so she wouldn't have to do it alone, "Ellie, I'm here for you. You're sister, and I want to make up for the lost me. Confide in me." With that she gave a sweet smile, the question posed making her instantly shake her head, "Nothing that is as impressive as yours." A light chuckle sounded, still smiling in her sister's direction and hoping that the little joke would lighten the mood a bit.
Elisabeth Carrenton - March 4, 2010 03:52 PM (GMT)
Ellie's lips pressed together, forming a straight line. She did not want to speak of the demons with her sister, she knew she would not understand. Perhaps someday she would feel that it would be okay but as for now, she just wanted to keep it to herself. She knew things were changing, she could feel them, but she just wanted to hang on to it longer, the secret that was engulfing her. Maddie was interested, that much was obvious but she still felt speaking of it could only result in disaster. "Well, maybe tomorrow we can talk, but I'm so sleepy. I'm sorry." She gave her an apologetic glance then leaned over to wrap her into an embrace. " I hope you sleep well, and please, remember to make yourself at home. My home is yours." She gave her one last squeeze and then let go, and smiled warmly at her younger sister. "Goodnight."
Ellie pulled up from the couch and strode toward her room acting as if nothing were wrong. She wanted to shield her sister from the darkness that was entering her life. The last thing she wanted was for her to begin seeing the same things as her. She pushed open the door into her room and made her way to her bed, collapsing onto the large mattress. She pressed her face into her pillows and squeezed her eyes shut. She was not in the mood for any visitations tonight. She just wanted peace... and sleep.
Madison Conway - March 6, 2010 02:47 AM (GMT)
The expression that formed along her sister's features was enough to make her realize that she didn't want to talk about it. Probably didn't even want to think about it. A demon. Who would want to willingly think about such a thing? Especially, when it was something dark and evil. Not her. She could only imagine what Ellie had been through - what she was putting herself through on a day to day basis. So, it was a little more than ready for the response that came her way. Arms wrapped around her sister's to give her own embrace, her head nodding to signify that understood before flashing her a smile as she stood and shifted off to her room.
Sighing, her head fell back to the back of the cushions knowing now that she would probably never hear about this demon that her sister had spoken of. Yes, she knew that this was the first day that she had met her, but it was almost like she alrady knew her. Knew her for who she was .. or, who she thought that she was. Either way, she could only imagine that that was the end of that conversation. With that revelation Maddie sighed before pulling from the cough, fingers fiddling with the lamp, "Goodnight, Casper." A faint whiper flew from her lips, the light fading into darkness before she scurried into her own direction - toward her room.