What I just realized... {Hayley

[Hayley]

This was utterly amazing and stupifying. I still can't believe Dolly was backing down from me. Me, of all people! The big bad Dolly has finally found her match. My last bout of excitement may not have been the best idea. She may be backing down, but that doesnt mean she still can't snap and go all batshit insane on me like she usually does. But the words "Whatever you say." did slip from her mouth. Although, I'm pretty sure she called me a bitch. No matter, I called her that a bunch of times already this morning. There's just one more thing that I need to do. Just one more thing that I need to get rid of. 

It's in the corner by the old wooden chair my father made. I haven't touched it in weeks. I just havent had the heart to. I didn't feel like playing. Now I have a plausible excuse. My hands wrap around the handle of the cello and I lift it over my shoulder. I hold onto it with one hand as I walk towards the big window on the wall, and prop it open with my free hand. With that hand I lif the frame up until I hear a click and it stays in place. Grabbing the cello again with both hands, I heave it out of the window. There's a crack when it hits the hard ground, but I don't care. Dolly made me play that stupid thing. She said I needed something beautifully classic to offset my New Age ugliness. Now I'm free of that devil instrument. 

I turn around and walk back over to my sister who is now sitting on my floor. I squat in front of her and rest my elbows on my knees. "Thanks for throwing out my cello, Sis. I was getting tired of it." That is the truth. But now I have another idea. One last thing to do. "One last thing, doll face." I roughly press my lips against hers, not caring what she was going to do with me. A few moments later, I pull back and look into her eyes and smile.

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[peanutpie]

Are you worth your weight in gold?
'Cause you're behind my eyelids when I'm all alone
Hey, stranger, I want you to catch me like a cold
You and God both got the guns
When you shoot I think I'd duck
I led the revolution in my bedroom
And I set all the zippers free
We said no more wars, no more clothes, give me peace
Oh, kiss me

The cello fell out of the rooms window, and as soon as Dolly heard the smack of wood against dirt, she knew that either her or Declain would be screwed. Most likely Declain, well until there was something along the lines of "Thanks sis." About ridding him of the instrument. And that was when Dolly nearly cracked. Her eyes looked up at her brother, who had gone into another one of his moods. Dolly recalled the moods as a child, when they had been younger. He would be given a freedom Dolly couldn't have, take being able to go outside without supervison of an adult. Oh, at the age of four, that had been the worst thing for Dolly to ever have. But apparently her brother was more responsible and such, since Dolly had been known to wander from the instructions and such.

And that, with a slight gasp, Dolly was sure she was majorly screwed. Of course, not just with having sex with her freaking twin. No, not just that. Or the fact that it had happened multiple times. OK, more than multiple. Maybe somewhere in the dozens? Who knew? Dolly sure wasn't keeping count on how often it had happened. Yeah, you're totally going to keep count of how many times you've lost your 'virginity' Yes, air quotes. Dammit, those air quotes would remain around it for a very long time, thanks to Dolly.

Thats when Declain got down on his arms and legs, somewhat awkwardly. Dolly found it ridiculous how he was trying to get down to her level. Hell, it wasn't going to happen. No way. Usually, you'd have to be emotionally unstable or completley confused about what the hell was going on around you. Or, you could be at an emotional low with your brother tormenting you with your own denial. Yes, denial that the marble mask you'd put on for the last ten years was indeed fake. A fake mask. Dolly looked up and was suddenly pressed with a kiss from her brother. Not a huge kiss, no, but one that would probably send someone into emotional turmoil if you really were in her situation.

Her brother grinned a large smile, looking somewhat demonic in her face. Thats when she was done. What was he going to do now? Was he trying to make her cry? Because crying could be an option... Well, in very little cases. But, honestly, was it? Could it be a big deal? Dolly watched her brother and she finally did what she never thought she would ever do: Break into hysterical tears on accident, just because she could.

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[Hayley]

...She's crying. Why is she crying? Dolly doesn't cry. Dolly never cries. I don't even think I've ever seen her cry, and I've literally known her since before either of us was born. This is just wwird. It feels like this is just completely against nature. It probably is. I bet there's some universal law somewhere that says Dolly Redici cannot, will not, nor will she ever cry. Ever. This is just plain out of whack. 

"Stop crying." I command. I stop crouching and finally just sit on my butt on the floor in front of her. See, I'm not saying I feel sorry for her. Hell no. But this is just WEIRD. Not meant to he, you know? And besides, my adrenaline rush is over. Now the world is sort of swirling back around me like normal. "What kind of a mess have we gotten ourselves into?" I ask to no one in particular.

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[peanutpie]

You've got these little things,
That you've been running from.
You either love it or guess you don't.
You're such a pretty thing,
To be running from anyone.
A vision with nowhere to go.
So tell me right now,
You think you're ready for it?
I wanna know why you got me going
So let's go, We'll take it out of here.


Dolly wasn't too pleased with the thought that her brother, the person who seemed more emotionally stable than most, was acting like he was even more screwed over than her. You know, she thought to herself, he wasn't the one who could possibly die. No, he could be able to go wherever he wanted to, and not be worried about dying. Or having something to take care of. You know, he could probably just go wherever the hell he wanted to, and nobody would care. She thought spitefully, looking at the ground. It was wooden, and covered in silt from shoes that had been tracked in. And that was when her brother said something about asking what they would do.

Well, that was a thought. They were screwed. Nobody could doubt that. But, at three in the morning, you had to be scrambling for normal answers to life. Take when you really were hungry and made eggs one day. When that finally happened, you found out you hadn't cooked the eggs properly. And a whole week of food poisoning presumed. But, of course, this was in a more dire situation, spanning for probably the rest of their lives. You know, at age eighteen, doing something that not only screwed up your life, but most likely the Redici name. And quite possibly, anyone to follow in that line. Of course, this would involve the kid that Declain apparently wanted to name, and whatever that was. Again, back to 3 am descion making. Not exactly something you want to do.

But, Dolly was still thinking. Her mind, which was usually fixated on one thing at a time, was turing in directions it never could... At three in the morning, noneless. Smiling to herself, she finally decided to say something on the matter. Not logical, in most cases, but something noneless. "....Declain. I have an idea. To save us from being screwed. Dolly flicked her hair in her fingers, wiped away the tears and continued on. ".....We could go to Mexico District Four. It could work Declain. We could change our names, dye our hair and move to freaking district four. It wouldn't matter who we were there. We would go! WE COULD." Of course, Dolly's words were intruded by Mother opening the door and sticking her head in, with a collander adorning her hair. Dolly then got up and firmly set the door shut.

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[Hayley]

Once upon a time, I went swimming. We don't have bodies of water in District Seven, but we do have a few pools and stuff. This was a special treat. The only problem was that my parents made me and Dolly go together. That was back when I seriously despised her, and didnt get any. Anyway, when we got to the pool and stripped down to our bathing suits, I realized something. My sister was seriously hot. Of course, none of the other guys would go around her just because she kind of gave off an evil vibe. But as I watched her standing there in that bikini, I realized that she was really really pretty. Later she tried to drown me, but I still got to look at her under the water. I think that was when I realized that I liked her.

So when she proposes this idea of us running away, I think she's deranged, but I still think she's kind of a hot deranged. I can live ith it. But, in reality, it's really not that bad of an idea. We'd get to get away from our parents and from all the suspicious people. There are some complications, though. Mom opens the door wearing a collander on her head, and I just groan. I lean back and throw my head in my hands as Dolly gets up to close the door. I roll over and get up, and lay down across my bed on my back.

"Uh sis, do you really think you can travel through the woods that well considering you're pregnant?" Other than that, we're good. I wonder why she chose District Four. I've never really known water and neither has she, but it would be an awesome change of scenery. "Other than that, I'm in."