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Nov 02, 2015 02:04PM
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Annabelle sat alone at a table, her head propped on her hand, picking at her food. Her blonde hair was pulled away from her face in a braid. She wasn't particularly interested in eating, but it was mealtime, so she felt she had to.
sorry i was gone for so long!
Ryan surveyed the people sitting down, seeing his sister sitting all alone. He walked to her, sitting down in a chair. "Hi," he said, smiling. His sister and he might have been less close since they came here, but he still loved her.
Annabelle smiled at the approach of her brother, sitting a little more upright. "Hey," she said quietly.
"Whatcha eating?" he asked, biting into his own food. Ryan didn't know what he was eating, but it was good, he supposed.
Annabelle shrugged. "Nothing, really." It was true, she hadn't actually eaten any of her food. She simply wasn't hungry, no matter how much she actually liked the dish.
Ryan nodded, tense as the silence enveloped both of them. Of course it was this way, quiet and boring and somehow more tense than ever. He wished he had never made that stupid wish. Ryan swallowed.
Annabelle sighed. "How have you been?" She asked. She twirled her braid around her finger, wishing this wasn't so awkward. She hated that she had nothing to talk to him about. She knew he knew something she didn't, but could never know what.((How would that work anyway? Since her wish made her know everything about people but she can't remember that because of his wish?))
"As good as you can be here," he replied, biting into his food. What was it, anyway? Sometimes he just ate things without knowing what they were, and anyway, now that it was almost gone there was really no way to figure it out. "How about you?"
(( Well she just can't remember how she got here. Everything else she remembers. She knows that he is hiding something, but the other wish blocks that one out, I guess? ))
She shrugged, picking up her fork again and poking at her food. "I'm all right," she said quietly. She took a bite just because she thought she should.((All right, I thought that was how it would work.))
Ryan nodded and finished whatever it was he had been eating. He wondered what to talk about... "Have you met any friends?" he asked, licking his lips and sipping his water.
Annabelle shrugged again. "Not really." She thought that was a ridiculous question; didn't he know that she didn't talk to anyone but him?
Scratching his neck, Ryan looked at his sister. Do you have any friends? he thought, wondering why he had asked such a silly question; he barely had any friends.
Annabelle sighed. "I'm sorry I'm being so...down." She said.
"It's alright," he said, swigging from his water again. "I'm not exactly open all the time, either."
"I still feel bad, though..." Annabelle shrugged. She felt like she should be closer to him, but she didn't remember so much.
Ryan nodded. He stood to clear his plate and then sat down next to his sister again. "I want to tell you my secret," he said, "but it would tear you apart, like it does to me, everyday of my life." He stopped, eyes filled with tears. "But our past is not us. And we should move on, be friends without those horrid memories. I just... if only I didn't have the memories, and we could not remember, not care, the gap between us would be filled." He sighed.
"Can't we share it, though? If I knew I could help you." Annabelle sighed, shaking her head. "It's not right if one of us remembers and the other one doesn't."
"You're right, Annabelle," he said. "We should find a way to make me forget, too."
Annabelle shook her head. "That's not what I meant." She said. Even though she knew it was probably bad, she wanted to remember whatever it was. She didn't want Ryan to forget too.
Ryan looked down. He couldn't tell her, not just because his wish prevented it. But could some one else? "Are you sure you want to know?"
She nodded, looking into his eyes. "Yes, I'm sure. I do, Ryan, really." She didn't know what he was planning, and that irritated her, even though she usually hated knowing everything. She wanted to know this, and she wasn't sure why she didn't.
Ryan sighed again. "Annabelle, I'll have to come back to this later. For now, I need to rest on this idea. Just... please, try to talk to someone? If I tell you this, I'm worried you'll blame me. You need to have other friends." He touched her hair lovingly.
Annabelle sighed. "I will try. No promises." She didn't say that she didn't have friends because no one liked it that she already knew everything about them.
Ryan nodded. "I'm going to the bunks," he said, standing. "Bye, sis."
"Okay." Annabelle offered up a small smile as he stood. She wasn't planning on going anywhere soon, though, so she stayed put.
