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alreddiecontent ([info]alreddiecontent) wrote in [info]impetuousrpg,
@ 2011-10-09 19:16:00

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Entry tags:char: eddie carmichael, char: susan bones

Who: Eddie and Susan
What: TBD
When: Sunday evening
Where: Around Hogsmeade, maybe one of their places?
Rating / Status: TBD / In progress


Eddie was tired with being sober. He'd lasted the whole day without a single drink in his system or a single drug raging through his veins. It was not fun and now he was all but shaking to get some beer into him. Maybe a whole keg. Just tap the thing and he would sit in front of it and enjoy. He'd gone to see his parents who were thrilled to see him so alert. Like Roger had predicted, his mother had cried. Their kitchen staff had made a wonderful meal and, as always, Eddie got to listen about how he was ruining his life by his father. It had been a long, terrible time, in which, Eddie thought his parents had made out well in the end.

Eddie had to find a job. Something real to show he could support himself. Nothing like the tea shop, which fulled his need for alcohol and drugs. They wanted him to, well, go to school. As a muggleborn, he was sure this day would come. They wanted him to reach his potential, be a doctor for some needing nation or a kick ass lawyer or something. Eddie had no interest in any of it. But, well, his parents wouldn't pay for his flat anymore and he couldn't live like this, sober and clean and shaky. It wasn't going to happen.

Inhaling hard on a cigarette, Eddie made his way through the high street. His first stop of the night was the Three Broomsticks, where he would hit on Rosemerta or any other pretty thing that came in and he would get shitfaced. It sounded like a plan. Tomorrow he would find a way out of his parents grips. Maybe he could crash on Roger's couch and he, Roger and Will could just.. party all the time?

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 12:50 am UTC (link)
The look on Susan's face when she realize she'd actually sat down next to Eddie couldn't be described as anything other than a cringe. Fuck.

"Sorry." She wanted to turn and walk out, but that might lead to a fight and she didn't want to deal with that. "Didn't realize you were sitting here. I can go." It'd been nice waking up tucked against him when he was warm and perfect. His little bed had been a pocket in reality, not a part of the real world. It wasn't until she put her feet on the floor of his flat that the thoughts and doubts had come rushing back.

Her eyes moved to his hands and she frowned deeply. He was shaking and she didn't for one moment think it was because of nerves. She'd seen this before, but very, very rarely. Somehow, knowing that he was sober made her want to leave even more.

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 01:05 am UTC (link)
Eddie almost grinned when she cringed. But then he remembered that he wasn't her biggest fan, he just got a kick out of pissing her off. Right? It was easier then admitting that she hurt him when she left. It wasn't a lie that he had moved on from her, it was just harder to remember when she was right there and when he wasn't drunk as hell.

"You don't have to go." He almost reached out to grab her arm and make her stay, but he stopped himself. It was bad enough that he was shaking, he didn't need to reach out and do something stupid, like pull her in for a quick snog or something. But then, she was looking at his hands and he couldn't just stop them.

"Haven't had a drink since you came over the other night." He nodded, though he didn't really sound proud of himself. If he had been drunk, his mother and father wouldn't have forced him to... make something of himself. Such rubbish.

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 01:11 am UTC (link)
Her first reaction was to congratulate him, but Susan knew better than that. Eddie didn't want to be sober. He liked being who he was and nothing, not even being with her, was going to change that. That lesson had been learned and it was good for her to be reminded. Her drink arrived and Susan pushed it to Eddie inside, giving him a sad sort of half smile. They weren't together so she didn't care if he drank himself into an early grave. Because that was the beauty of not dating. She didn't have to care.

"It's on me," she said. "Consider it an apology or a thank you gesture. Whatever." Probably for the best. She didn't need to be drinking about him anyway. That would surely lead to big mistakes. "Least you live close so I don't have to worry about you getting home."

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 01:18 am UTC (link)
Eddie pushed the drink back over to her, pointing to his own, which was, regrettably, not the size of a bathtub, like he had asked for. It was just a normal pint of his own, but this would only be his first of the night. He did like being who he was, and even what his parents wanted wouldn't change that. He would surprise everyone when he went off to school, drunk as hell, and still managed to work his way through it with good grades. It would be like Hogwarts all over again, except he would get to go home at the end of the day.

"Why would it be an apology?" His voice sounded so clear, and small, like he wasn't quite as sure when he was sober. Which he wasn't. Eddie lived a majority of his life in a haze, it was what he was used to, what he loved, and this? The real world that wasn't all fun and games and drink after drink after snog was a bit scary.

Though, what did he have to prove to Susan? Nothing. She'd even gone and pushed her drink in front of him, encouraging him. Picking up his own pint, he downed it in almost one gulp. His hands were still shaking, but he sighed when he swallowed and put the glass down. "Costs too much to get trashed in a pub." Which was why he was usually already half-way there whenever he went out.

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 01:33 am UTC (link)
"Good thing I'm paying then," she pointed out. Susan had money. She didn't spend a lot of it, but Eddie was one of the few who knew she could afford to pay most nights. "Put it on my account tonight, I'll send in the gold tomorrow." And that was a change. While they were dating, at least towards the end of it, Susan would've never dreamed of picking up his tab. Maybe she was trying to really convince herself that they weren't together.

"And because it wasn't really fair of me to come over like I did. Blurring lines and all that."

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 01:39 am UTC (link)
Eddie rolled his eyes and signaled for another drink as well as a shot. Two, one for each of them. "Don't wave your money around like that. I know it's there, you don't have to show off." He didn't like that she wanted to pay for his things, it just wasn't what she did. And this was exactly what all of his money went to, drinking and getting high. It's what he did, he didn't need her to encourage that, to remind herself that she hated it.

"I invited you over. No need to apologize."

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 01:52 am UTC (link)
"I was not showing it off!" Merlin, he could make her angry instantly. Susan never showed off her money and he knew that. So he was just trying to be an ass. Which really wasn't surprising. "I was just trying to be nice, for fuck's sake."

Look. They couldn't sit next to each other for five minutes before they started arguing. This was why she needed to start leaving him alone.

"I shouldn't have come by. If I can't handle a damn funeral myself, I need some damn help."

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 02:03 am UTC (link)
"Well, you don't like it that I drink, so what the hell else are you doing it for? Nice isn't really in your vocab, Susie." He gave her a withering grin before taking smaller sips of his new ale.

And then, he was slumping forwards and turning to face her. "Shut up, Suse." He shook his head and stood from his stool. "You don't need help."

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 02:18 am UTC (link)
Great. So now she was showing off and couldn't be nice. Susan could feel her temper rising rapidly and there was nothing she could do to stop it. No. There was something she could do.

"Bye, Eddie," she said and dropped a Galleon on the bar before sliding off of her stool and grabbed her bag. She could leave and stay away from him even if might not have been what she actually wanted to do. "Don't do anything too stupid." This time she didn't bother smiling as she turned away from the bar and started to walk away.

What really bothered her is that it hurt. It hurt that he thought so little of her even when she knew she deserved it. That was the problem with feelings. They made you feel things.

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 02:30 am UTC (link)
Eddie was frustrated. With his parents mostly, and not being drunk off his ass, or even a little buzzed. It was hard to wrap his head around the normality of it all. And he wasn't really at that place where he wanted to try coming to terms and not being drunk all the time yet. He was alright where he was in life.

When she tried to leave though, Eddie watched the coin fall to the counter. For just three drinks it was definitely overpaying, but he let it go and followed Susan out the door anyway. When he reached up to her, he grabbed her arm, a little harder then he had meant to, and jerked her back around to face him. "I'm sober now because I know you don't like me drunk." Didn't that say something? Tugging on her arm again, which he hadn't loosened up on, he pulled her in and pressed their lips together, a little more needy then he wanted it to be.

"Don't get it in your head that it' going to last though." Let her make of that what she wanted. Eddie let go of her arm now and stalked off.

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 02:46 am UTC (link)
The hand on her arm jolted Susan out of her thoughts. Eddie wasn't exactly an aggressive sort of bloke and she could probably toss him off if she wanted to. But she didn't. She stopped and listened to him. He was sober for her. For her. Susan wanted to ask him why he couldn't have done that before, but before she could say anything he was kissing her. Actually kissing her in the middle of The Three Broomsticks. She was so surprised that she didn't have a chance to kiss him back before he pulled back.

It took a lot to render Susan Bones speechless, but Eddie had just managed it. She watched him stalk off, staring at him as though he'd just told her that her entire family had come back to life and they were all going to have tea.

"Wait. WHAT?!" A little belatedly, Susan hurried after him, catching up with him outside the pub. "I don't like you drunk? You really think it's that simple?"

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 02:54 am UTC (link)
He didn't feel any better after doing that. And he was pretty sure he was out of beer in his flat. He was going to have to venture into the muggle world for a drink now, if Susan was going to hang around. Now he was just a little more frustrated then he had been before. He didn't want to be anything with Susan. She had hurt him and what she had thought was bad before, drunk most nights, high as well? It was better in some ways, but worse in others. Now, he didn't like life without a drink. He couldn't remember the last time he was hung over, and while he had cut out hard drugs, he had picked up smoking and had started getting high, using more weed as he needed it, far more often.

On his second cigarette of the night, Eddie leaned against a wall as Susan came tearing out behind him. "Yeah, I think it's that simple. For what we're talking about, in the pub, I think it's one hundred percent that simple."

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 03:04 am UTC (link)
"You're an idiot," she spit out. When Susan had left Eddie she'd done it quietly. One day she was there and the next she wasn't. Maybe it wasn't the best way to leave, but it's how she'd done it. Now he went and kissed her and was making her feel things for him again and Susan was not going to let that happen. "Because you're going to go home and drink or smoke and forget what the real world is like."

Susan was so close to yelling and she didn't care. Let everyone hear if the wanted. Because, in her mind, this was it. She was done with Eddie Carmichael. "Don't you think I want to forget? I could get high enough to stop missing my family or maybe not care how I feel about you. And maybe I don't deal with it as well as some people, but at least I deal with it. You can't just kiss me and walk away. I'm not that kind of girl."

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 03:12 am UTC (link)
"I don't drink and smoke to forget. I do it because it's fun." He'd started in Hogwarts and it had been fun and it was still fun, but it hurt when he stopped. Not because there was so much he was trying to block out, but because, and as much as he didn't want to believe this, he was addicted. That was the only hard thing he had to deal with.

"Then forget, Susie. No one is stopping you. You're life would be happier that way, don't you think? You seem to think you don't feel when you're drunk or high all the time. I'll tell you though, that's a lie." He shrugged. "Strung out to high heaven and back again, I still fucking wanted you around all the time. I might not have shown it in the right ways, if at all, but I still wanted it, still felt it."

If he were the type, he would have, could have, hit her right then. He was angry and his inside were ripping themselves in half and this damn cigarette and a beer and a half were not helpful to calm him down. "You are that kind of girl. Look at our past and try and tell me that again."

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 03:28 am UTC (link)
Susan was seething. Thank Merlin it was dark and Eddie couldn't see how red her cheeks were. Everything he said to her felt like a hex right to her gut, sending her back a step. Why had she ever thought that he understood how she felt or who she really was? Susan was ready to keep yelling at him, screaming at him until her throat was raw, but then he said one more thing.

She was shaking and Susan wrapped her arms around herself, staring at him in silence for a long moment. She was the kind of girl he could kiss and walk away from. That's how he saw her and she had no one to blame but herself. It was the hardest thing anyone had ever told her and Susan wished she'd apparated home the moment she saw him. "Guess I am," she said with a thick voice. No matter how badly she was hurting, Susan did not cry. Especially not over some bloke.

"I have to go," she said. She had to run far away from Eddie and finally let it go all together. She created this situation and she needed to deal with it alone. "Goodnight, Eddie."

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[info]alreddiecontent
2011-10-10 03:47 am UTC (link)
Eddie almost wished she would keep yelling at him, because that was so much easier then the alternative of her walking away again. Roger, of course, had been right. She was a huge bint, he probably shouldn't try and get involved with her again. Will had made a fair statement too, about him being able to handle a second round. He probably wouldn't be able to handle it. That didn't mean he wasn't going to try if Susan would just shut up and return his damn kiss.

"Don't fucking cry, Susie." Being sober made him a little mean. He reached for her arm again, this time not as hard, and caught her wrist instead.

"Stop. Seriously. Would you just... stop? And think for a minute. Listen to what I'm saying even. Try that." He sighed and loosed up on her wrist, despite that he wasn't holding it tightly to begin with. "I don't want you to go." This was going to bite him so hard in the ass later. His eyes were watery, still a little glassy, but they were at least focusing on her. He wasn't sure about this, not even a little, but he couldn't just let her stomp off again.

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[info]justandloyal
2011-10-10 04:08 am UTC (link)
She wasn't crying. Maybe she was damn close to it, but Susan wasn't crying. Her head was screaming at her. There was a damn banshee in there, wailing at her to keep walking and never, ever look back. Because Eddie was the wrong sort of bloke for her. He was an addict and there was no changing that. Susan looked down at his hand around her wrist, making a decision she knew she was going to regret.

Taking a step towards him, Susan shrugged her shoulders. They were both fuck ups. At least they had that in common. "Come on. There's whiskey at my place." If she did anything stupid she wouldn't be stuck in a tiny little bed. Knowing this was the single worst idea she'd ever made in her life wasn't going to stop her from doing it. Leaning in, Susan finally kissed Eddie. One hand went up to his shoulder and right there, in the middle of Hogsmeade, she was kissing her idiot exboyfriend and agreeing to be with him again in some way or another.

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