[hardly-hadley]

Goddamn bastard

[sleepycricko]

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That’s good for you, great even. But this place isn’t any sort of solution to where I was before. I didn’t arrive here and magically become happy again. I’m still the same me who really could care less about the day to come. And that’s horrifying when you know your days here are endless and they’ll never stop. You can stop caring but there’s never an end. You say it like it’s so easy, and I want it to be, but it’s not. Don’t you see? That’s exactly why you shouldn’t be around me. Take a page from my book and start ignoring the things we don’t like to see and what we don’t want to face. 

[hardly-hadley]

You make it so hard to love you, you know that? I know that there is different person underneath all the hurt and all the anguish because I've seen him before. Ignoring the fact that we're here and that it's our life now isn't going to make it go away. Christ Chris, I just want to help you. Because I love you. Not in a romantic way or anything like that. But I do. I care about you and I love you. I know that it doesn't help, but there are people here that care about you.

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Sometimes we don’t always get what we want. Life isn’t fair and neither is the afterlife. This isn’t some heaven, it’s some sort of twisted purgatory. One that listened? I don’t know. I’m fine— I’ll be fine. How can I be happy right now? I thought I could just settle in and forget about the fact that I didn’t want to be here. That maybe things would be relatively painless, but it’s not, and it might take a very long time for that too happen again. My past has come back to haunt me— again a fucking cliche, and now everything in me feels like it’s breaking. I just need to wait it out and feel numb again. It worked once before. 

[hardly-hadley]

This may not be heaven, but it is the life we have now. I fully intend to make it the life I was never able to have. You don't have to like it and I can't make you, but I hate to see you so miserable. We live in Section 2, the tragic deaths and backstories. The past will always haunt us. But we don't have to be crippled by it. 

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I never said you were, in fact you’re one of the smartest people I know. Which is why you should know that distancing yourself from me is what you should be doing. I’m a ticking time bomb ready to explode, a fucking cliche. Take what out on you? I’ve got nothing for you.  

[hardly-hadley]

I don't want to distance myself from you. What sort of a friend would I be if I turned my back on you now? I can't say that I understand the pain and hurt that you're feeling right now, but I know that you don't have to explode. Let yourself be loved, to have friends. Let yourself be happy. Let me help you

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Don’t both parties have to be in agreement?

Is that a suggestion or an order?

[hardly-hadley]

Look, if you don't want to talk to me, that's fine. I'm not an idiot, Chris. You're hurting, and it hurts me to see you hurting. I just want to help you, but I can't if you don't let me. Take it out on me then if you want, go on. Hit me with your best shot. 

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…

Maybe. You shouldn’t be talking to me. 

[hardly-hadley]

I decide who I talk to and who I don't, and I enjoy talking to Chris Charming. 

Why don't you tell me what's wrong

[hope-ottilie]

It’s just some notes for supplies and for what garments they are needed for. *smiles and places them on the table* I just like to stay well organised. 

[hardly-hadley]

Do you want me to order those? Give me work please, I am so bored during the day

[hope-ottilie]

*sitting in the bar having a drink and reading over some of her notes* 

[hardly-hadley]

[she sits down next to her with a drink in hand] Designs? Are you always working?

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[hardly-hadley]

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Beside You - 5SOS

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I won’t believe it. 

Everything catches up to you in time. 

[hardly-hadley]

You can be a quiet conspirator then too

Funny how that works, isn't it? [she sighs, looking away] Are we fighting?

[hardly-hadley]

Para Pair Up|Madison+Hadley

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"I guess. It’s not like they’d murder me because they liked me so much." She agreed with a shrug of her shoulders. Her eyes widened at the confession. "Wait, seriously? Harry killed you?" She wouldn’t have expected that in a million years. She had heard about it, believed what the media had fed her through newspapers and news shows, and went on with her life… er, afterlife. "I never would’ve guessed. Why’d he want to kill you?" Of course, she was aware that it was probably a sensitive subject. But her curiosity was outweighing her conscience by a lot.

[hardly-hadley]

"Yes, Harry. The media darling." Hadley felt the need for a drink rising, she couldn't talk about Harry for long unless she was drunk. She'd never given much thought to why Harry had done all those things to her in life. Now she understood that there was something seriously wrong with her brother. It was lethal to hold onto hate, and Hadley now only hoped her brother got the help he needed. Not that she forgave him for killing her. "He was really sick," She said simply, looking down at the words of her book as if they had the answers, "It's not that he hated me, he loved me in his sick, twisted way. I just didn't do what he wanted. He hated me then." Hadley promised herself she wouldn't begin to cry.

[hardly-hadley]

Para Pair Up|Madison+Hadley

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She blinked, speechless for a few moments. It was the first time since she’d been at Ghost Town that someone had actually recognized her. Within a few seconds, though, she shook off her shock and moved to sit down next to Hadley. “That’d be me.” She replied, looking over at her as she spoke. “I’ve got the feeling that it wasn’t an accident. Not too sure why someone would want to kill me, though. I’m America’s sweetheart.” She paused to put her purse in her lap. “You fell out of a window, right? Or something like that. I can’t remember exactly what the news said.”

[hardly-hadley]

Hadley couldn't help but chuckle, scooting over as Madison sat down. "They always say it was an "accident", don't they?" Hadley shrugged, looking out towards the playing kids, "Someone probably didn't like you as much as you'd like to think they did." She thought about all the newspapers she had gotten ahold of about her murder trial. They'd said a number of things. That Hadley had tripped and fallen out the window, that she was simply missing and the whole trial was a sham, and that their poor gardener had really been the one to kill her. "The real story is, Harry pushed me out of that window. Then came downstairs to finish me off like a good brother. He snapped my neck." Hadley had a sour taste in her mouth as she spoke about Harry and her death.

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Jesus, Hadley.

Doesn’t always work all the time.

[hardly-hadley]

Don't worry about it, if the Higher Authority gets rid of me too, they'll tell everyone I went home to my darling brother. Believe it like everyone else

I got away with it for 23 years

[hardly-hadley]

Para Pair Up|Madison+Hadley

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"Wow. You really need to work on greeting people.” A purse was balanced on the inside of her bent arm, her other hand set on her waist, her weight shifted to one side as she looked quizzically down at the woman. Now that she was closer, she could see her face clearer. It was definitely her. That was the girl she’d seen in all the newspapers. “You’re Hadley Rixton, aren’t you?”

[hardly-hadley]

Hadley glanced over her sunglasses at the girl in front of her, "That's me. And like I said, how can I help her?" It was only after the words came out of her mouth that she recognized the girl before her. She'd seen her face all over the newspapers and news reports, Madison St. James. "Hey," Hadley lazily lifted a finger to point at her, "I know you too. A piece of set equipment hit you, right?"

[hardly-hadley]

Para Pair Up|Madison+Hadley

Hadley wandered through the park aimlessly as she did just about every afternoon. The play group that frequented the playground was there just as they were every day. Hadley settled comfortably into her spot under a large oak tree and opened the book in her lap, the children's happy babble the soundtrack to her afternoon. A dark shadow creeped quickly over her book in the shape of a person. "Can I help you?" Hadley asked deadpan without looking up.