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madeline-hitchens:
“Wait, what? Really?” Madeline replied, a soft smile on her face. “I guess that’s a little more… exciting!”
“Yes! Well, I suppose it’s technically not a betrothal, seeing as our parents weren’t the ones to set it up, but we are engaged! See?” She grinned, holding out her hand as she showed off the dazzling ring.
madeline-hitchens:
“And that’s… something to smile about? Althea, are you sure this is what you want?”
“It’s to Glenda! Of course I am--- it’s something to be estatic about.”
“What were you so desperate to tell me that it couldn’t possibly wait for me to get dressed?”
“Well--- I’ve been betrothed!” THe girl smiled widely, staring at her friend.
She felt like they were going off in circles. She didn’t give a shit that Althea had left, at least she hadn’t for a long long time. “You’re talking like I was possessive of you?! I had no idea I would ever see you again, the past few years, nothing! Then all of a sudden like fate playing some fucked up game, I see you. What, I don’t have a right to be mad?” if she wasn’t so angry, she would almost admire and be turned on by the intense anger she saw in Althea’s eyes. “Do you really think your threats bother me? Fuck you, Althea. And yeah, I kind of gathered people were back for a reason, I just never thought I’d see you again and I made peace with that!” she took a step back as Althea stepped closer. She was close to letting her anger take over, her hands were shaking and her heart racing a mile a minute, but then she thought of him. She was bating her, asking to be punched but- she let out an almost psychotic laugh. “Fuuuuuck. You know what, you’re not worth it! I have someone in my life who would be pissed if I ended up in jail for wasting your skinny ass. You’re not worth my time.” she said, letting out a laugh. God, life was aiming to fuck her up good. She had one moment of happiness, then God turned it upside down as usual.
“I never said you were possessive! Before, if I left, I would’ve felt miserable--- I didn’t have anything keeping me here, I had no reason to stay, and you can’t blame me for any of that, Glenda! You would’ve done the same thing if I had stayed!” Her voice was raised, and anger radiated from her. “They fucking should, if you say one more word about her, then I’ll rip your teeth out.” And this time, it wasn’t just a threat. But she could see her aura shift, and all of a sudden, everything was different. “Well woopdy fucking do. Glad you’re happy, Glenda. Leave us singles to the free life---” It was over, there were already tears of what she couldn’t decipher to be anger or sadness brewing in her eyes as she swirled back towards her daughter. “Octavia, come on! We have to go, now!”
He let out a chuckle. “Yep, in the flesh. Almost didn’t recognise you but your voice- instantly made me realise it was you. So how- uh- how are you doing? Apart from having an adorable little girl, where’s life taken you?” he really wanted to ask why she was here, but he had no right and it would sound odd coming from him, but with her back, he could only think of one really selfish thing.
She gave a weak, fumbling smile. “I’d love to say the same for you--- haven’t aged a day.” It was meant as a compliment, but her words came out gruff. “Well, I went into Modeling and activism, but I’m taking a month off to come home for a bit...” She glanced towards her daughter, but kept talking. “And you?”
marly-ene:
“ Of course, there is nothing better than the love you have from and for your children. It’s…something that I truly didn’t knew I’d be so found before.” Marlene smiled lightly towards the other, loving the connection se seemed to have with Octavia. The blonde gestured towards the road so they’d took off. “ I’m sure Ella’s at the cafe if Octavia would like to meet her?” she then suggested with another smile. “ Deal.”
“If one day I end up with a few more of my own, I might be able to relate with you on that one--- Oh! Yes, that’d be great!” She beamed down at her daughter, “Wanna go meet another little girl?” The small one smiled and nodded her head vigorously, already pulling her to the road. “I guess that’s a yes~”
marly-ene:
“ I thought I’d lose my mind with them too-but, to be frank my mind was already lost from age eleven.” Marlene joked lightly as she straightened herself- many felt the need to feel bad for her for having triplets, but Marlene didn’t really care about that; her smile grew everytime she mentioned her children and she loved them to the last bit. there was no damn way she could ever feel bad for one for them. “ nop, they’re not all boys- there’s Ella too and she’s so precious.but, about that coffee- I could buy you one. a small cafe by the street is mine and my husband’s actually.” the blonde nodded. “ I’ve actually heard a lot about you from her, so please don’t feel weird if I knew more than I should.”
“I can definitely understand that--- Well, I don’t have much experience with boys, I’ve only had Tave for two years, but I know they can be a handful... But you love them anyways...” She couldn’t help the longing gaze that drifted towards her daughter. No matter if she had adopted her or not, Octavia was hers, and she loves her just the same. “Well, that girl is gonna grow up tough, I can’t wait to see her when she’s fifteen, a strong woman.” She smiled towards the woman, “Well, that sounds great. But next time I see you out, I’m buying lunch--- Oh, no, don’t worry. It’s nice meeting someone who’s familiar with my sister.”
She could hardly bring herself to care for once about the child, in her eyes, she was a symbol of everything Glenda didn’t have anymore. She couldn’t stand to look at her, her anger at Althea for moving on with whoever and having a kid. She knew she was harsh in her words, it was almost like another person in Glenda now, but she almost laughed when Althea rounded on her and it was like the old times when they had a row. She didn’t want to do this, she wanted Althea to just leave, to not drag all this back up, but her shouting back riled her up more and forgetting they were out in public. “Yeah you left, just like I said, so on what earth does that make you think I owe you anything? I don’t owe a talk to you. Just like you don’t owe a talk to me. And I don’t feel I should have to explain my fucking anger to you- I just met your goddamned kid, I had no idea you were back, no time to prepare. Perhaps I was wrong in saying I wanted to punch you and for that I apologise but it wasn’t a lie. Just looking at you- I can’t get that anger out of me!” she shouted back, her head was now pounding a deep rhythm, she needed some goddamn sleep.
Althea was fuming--- All the pent up anger, all the bottled emotions, it was exploding from the volcano of her mind. It’d been dormant for a while, but Glenda had to blow the top off. “What the hell was I supposed to do, huh? Stay here? We both broke it off, together! I wasn’t bound to you anymore, Glenda! I left because I could! Because I had to! I was about ready to blow my fucking brains out in this depressed ass town--- You better fucking keep it at my kid or I swear to god this will be another fucking story.” Her voice had dropped, lower than anything before and her eyes lit with fire. The one thing she couldn’t handle was someone talking about her daughter. “Everyone’s back, Glenda. It’s the one time a year everyone had off and can see their family--- Mine is here! What’d you expect, I’d ignore the place forever?” She was inching closer now, “Then fucking do it.”
gryffin-dirk:
Dirk had just finished work and was heading home, he’d normally floo back but he’d stopped off in muggle London to pick up a few household items Natalie had asked for earlier. He’d just exited the supermarket when he was accosted by a young girl, he looked down surprised, giving her a smile. “Hello there.” he said, kindly. Before the girl could answer, someone who he assumed was her mother came darting over, bringing her in close. “Oh it’s fine, my boys are the same. Literally have to keep them on reigns. They love people. No harm done.” he said, joyfully. “She’s adorable by the way-” he added, looking down at the mother and his eyes narrowed slightly at the familiar stature and blonde hair. “Wait, Althea? Althea Bones, right?” he asked.
She grabbed Octavia, gently, pulling her back. She was always over-protective in these situations, but her daughter had a habit of running off, so who could blame her? “Yeah, kids with imaginations tend to run the farthest... I might need to invest in a leash.” Her joking exterior was slight, in the situation, just there to make sure the guy was harmless. But as her eyes lifted up and landed on a familiar face--- one she only knew through someone else, she gasped. “Wow, uh... Dirk? That you?”
marly-ene:
“ Of course you can never be sure- I respect your decisions ; don’t worry.” Marlene had always been protective of kids as she had nephews from a pretty young age, but now having some of her own only made her heart warm everytime she saw them. The cold exterior she might have once had was long gone. “ I have three- triplets actually, of course I know how is it to be protective.” she nodded at the other’s words.” I know- I’m a friend of your sister’s, Amelia. I’m Marlene Mckinnon. It’s nice to…finally meet you I’d say?”
She gave a generous smile, appreciating that she didn’t think she was crazy. Two years and she was still over bearing. “Oh Merlin, three? I have enough trouble with the one, I think I’d lose my mind with triplets... Please tell me they’re not boys, otherwise I’d feel obligated to buy you a coffee.” She smiled, running a hand through Octavia’s hair. But as she heard her sister’s name, her head popped up. “You know Amelia? Marlene... The name does sound familiar! Well, a friend of Amelia’s is a friend of mine. It’s nice to meet you as well.”
svptima-vector:
“You won’t regret it. What about you, got any places you think I should head next?” She replied. “I nearly froze, I can’t imagine how she’d cope. I used to think we had it bad here weather-wise, but after travelling around I’m actually kind of glad to be back.”
“I better not, otherwise I’ll come back to haunt you with my bad trip stories.” She giggled, sipping on her tea. “Exactly. I’ll go in the summer. Yes, I suppose we don’t have considerably terrible weather here...”
She felt a surge of pride, at leaving her speechless. She wasn’t the same Glenda that Althea left 4 years ago. That Glenda had left the building years ago, left in her place an almost impassive and cold hearted statue. “And that’s my fault?! Is that what you’re saying? I’ve been here, Althea. I’ve been constant, you on the other hand left. So don’t you dare try and make it out to be my fault we haven’t spoke. You have no idea the goddamned hole you left in my chest do you? How it’s taken me years to get over the fact the best part of me was gone and now you come swanning in here demanding things off of me when for once all I want to do is just punch you in the face.” she retorted, her anger beginning to rise, half sincere and half influenced by the cocaine still travelling through her system. “I know I’m of equal blame to what happened, you don’t have to tell me, I remember the reasons every day! We owe each other nothing, I don’t want to talk this over with you, I’m done. I’ve been done for a long while.” she added, taking a deep staggering breath to try and calm herself down.
Althea couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She knew Glenda was a hot head--- years in Gryffindor guaranteed that, but this... this was different. She let it go on for too long--- and then the threat appeared. That was the final straw. Her eyes went wide and she dropped down to her now worried and confused six year old. “Tave, can you...” Her eyes glanced up, searching around them for any familiar person. She would never have done this, but it was important. Her eyes landed on her brother and nieces, quickly pointing in that direction. “Go to Uncle Eddy, alright. Mummy has to talk to Glenda, okay? I’ll be with you in a sec.” The young girl was wary, eyeing the darker-headed one with hesitant eyes before running off. And that’s when the old Althea kicked in. She stood up, fire in her eyes. “I left because we weren’t working out--- I couldn’t take one step in this town without seeing you everywhere, I was going insane, Glenda--- But that Saying that in front of my fucking daughter? You better fucking explain.”
She could understand Althea’s reasons, but she was hurting and at the present it was just stupid excuses and she scoffed. “It would of hurt less calling me Voldemort.” she spat, freezing instantly when she felt small arms wrap around her legs, it was over in seconds but she could still feel the presence from the little girl and as much as she wanted to hate the kid, she couldn’t. But Althea on the other hand- she continued to try and make her leave, but Althea’s voice and pleading filtered through her ears and ingrained themselves into her head. “Talk?” she repeated, surprised, yet voice hollow. “You want to talk? Sorry, but this old friend of yours really does not want to talk. Because you really do not want to hear what I have to say-” she said, keeping her voice low to avoid the unwanted attention.
And her heart dropped. Just like that, Glenda had shrunken every bit of hope she had for them, squashed it, and threw it out the window. “I...” She didn’t have anything to say to that. At least, not anything to say in front of Octavia. She didn’t realize that she would go in for a hug, but she should’ve expected it. That little girl was one of the most open-minded, friendliest people she had ever met in her life. She’d hug a bear if she had the chance. But this... this was not the time. She grabbed her daughter, gently placing her by her side, as she pleaded with her ex. “Glenda, we... we haven’t seen each other in four years. I don’t care what it is, but--- we have to say what we need to, it’s been too long. I’m not the only one at fault here.” She had changed, anyone could see that--- her cold demeanor had faded, for the most part, and it was all because of that little girl. But Glenda, she seemed to have hardened further.
If she didn’t think Althea could punch her any lower, her description of just what she apparently was equalled to a kick in the balls. “Old friend. Right. Yeah. That’s just how it was.” she replied, shaking her head in disappointment. “Well she more met me than I her, she ran into me.” she added, rolling her eyes. As Althea called Octavia over, she wrinkled her nose somewhat when the little girl had greeted her. She flinched just a little, giving her a polite smile. “Uh, hey.” she said, awkwardly, taking a step back. This was just too much. Her words just echoed around her head. Friend. Daughter. Old. Daughter. She fixed Althea a questioning and hurt look. It clearly hadn’t taken Althea long to move on, although she couldn’t see any direct resemblance between her and Octavia, reasoning was far gone from her thoughts. “She’s beautiful.” she murmured, deciding right then she needed to walk away, she wasn’t prepared for this, she didn’t want to be prepared for this. “Well as fascinating as this has been, I really should be going-” she said, tone now cold and frosty. She hadn’t been aware Althea wanted children when they were together, or perhaps she just didn’t want children with her. The thought hurt.
Althea shot the other a pleading look at her retort. “She’s only six, she doesn’t need to know...” She trailed it off, not wanting to finish it in front of her daughter. The young girl didn’t seem to notice, continuing to send a beaming smile her way, running over and giving her legs a hug before darting back towards her mother. Althea dropped down for a moment, placing a kiss to her head before returning Glenda’s look with one that said not now. But, it backfired, and before she new it, she was trying to leave. “Glenda, wait! I--- Can we... Can we talk?” Her words were pleading, begging almost. “Please?”
She was still shocked, nothing was really registering in her brain but she watched with almost sick fascination as Althea interacted with her daughter. Her daughter. Oh wow. She felt a swirling of sickness settle in her stomach, her head was beginning to hurt and her skin started to crawl, she was not high enough for this at all. She was also surprised to feel, underneath the shock and confusion, a small sense of anger and hatred towards the blonde. Everything had been going great in her life- until she left. Until they ended and everything went to shit. Once Althea had stood up to her full height, she took another look between the pair before settling her gaze on her ex. She let out one of her most sarcastic snorts at Althea’s attempt at a smile. Glenda remembered everything about her, especially her real smile and fake smile. If it was going to play like this, she could do it back. “Has it? Really haven’t been keeping track.” she replied, tone void of emotion.
She knew how this looked, how her smile looked almost barbie-like and her stance next to her daughter might have been a bit too close, but in a moment like this, Althea didn’t care. She was barely processing the situation, let alone how to handle it. “Yeah, I guess not...” She nodded, more to clear the silence than to really knowledge her. But still, there was silence. And boy, in that silence, Althea could feel it all. The anger and confusion radiating off the both of them, the tension growing stronger each second. “So, uh, I see you’ve met my daughter, Octavia... Tave, say hello... This is uh, an old friend of mummy’s.” That fake smile was flashed once more, and the young dark headed girl toddled over, a bright smile on her lips as she waved. “Hi!”
itsglendabitch:
Glenda had just left Dirk at work, floating on a mixed high of sex and drugs and for once in a good mood. She had no idea that would soon end, in the form of a young girl who stepped into her path. “Hey careful, kid.” she said, looking around for the kids parents, seeing no one in search for the girl, she felt a small obligation to see if the kid was alright. “Uh- where’s your mum? Dad?” she asked, receiving a mumbled reply, pointing in some off direction. She nodded. prepared to take her leave, when she heard a voice she hadn’t heard in years break into her vicinity. She looked down at the girl, then back up to the woman who had come to claim her. “Clearly.” she said, voice breaking only just slightly. God was clearly deciding her happiness wasn’t deserved and she couldn’t find the words to say any more.
“Octavia! Merlin, you scared the crap out of me, don’t do that to mummy, okay” Althea was too busy consoling her daughter--- or more so herself--- to look up and see just who she was talking to, but as that all-too-familiar melody of a voice broke through her ears, she froze. She didn’t want to turn around, to look up and face what she had been running from for four years--- She wanted to run. Hell, she was fully prepared to, until Octavia started calling her name, worry laced in her face. “I-I’m okay darling, Mummy’s okay...” She took a deep breath, plastering one of the most fake smiles on her lips, and stood up, facing the girl. “Glenda, wow, it’s been... it’s been a while.”
laurencechang:
“ she had been pretty distant to me. “ lory never bothered to sugarcoat her words; always preferring to be blunt and honest whenever she had the chance. “ but i think that’s good. most children are too kind for their own good, gullible, they won’t thrive in such a brutal world. “ scoffing, she continued, “ is she yours? “
Despite the other’s words, she still did a once-over of the girl, placing a kiss on her head before standing up to face the other. Or well, face her as much as she could--- even in heels, she was as short as could be. “Gullible, sure.” She nodded, a bit... put-off by the girls odd choice of wording. As she questioned once more, she nodded. “Yes. This is my daughter, Octavia. I’m Althea Bones--- And you are?”
