St. Aislin

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"What the hell do you care what I do? My sex life has nothing to do with you and is none of your concern." Alexander grumbled. "Oh trust me Princess, thats not the only reason I hate you." His temper was getting the best of him, it was something he had never quite learned how to work on. He was very easily angered and it tended to also escalate easily. As much as he wanted to just reach out and slap her right now he wouldn't let himself. No matter how angry he got, he didn't want to become that guy. So instead he just glared back at her.

 

[Swan_Song]

"Of course it does! The whole school knows! They all talk about it, and I must say, you have quite the reputation." She looked away from him and gave an audible sigh. Then she looked back at him defiantly. "Oh really? Please, enlighten me on how much you really hate me. I'm just dying to know." She moved and started putting the wet laundry into the dryer, becoming silent. She wasn't afraid. Physical pain meant nothing to her, she could get over it.

 

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"That doesn't make it any concern to you or have a single thing to do with you. " Alexander told her. He then stood up. " I can't f**king deal with you right now." He grumbled, he needed some air. That and a drink. He went around the small wall that seperated the kitchen from the rest of his apartment. He went straight for the cabinet where kept the alcohol and grabbed himself a glass. He dropped a pair of ice cubes inside it and poured some liquor into it. He barely made it into the living room again when he turned on his heels and headed back in. He returned again, this time with both his glass and the rest of the bottle in hand. He unlocked and then went through the sliding glass door that led to the balcony. He reached into his pocket and took out his pack of cigarettes as he leaned over the railing.

 

[Swan_Song]

Sinead watched him with silence, then gave a slight shrug, moving to finish the laundry. Once she had done that, she went through and tried to clean the dust bunnies. Artistic clutter, that was one thing. This was just gross. After she had finished, she sat down and watched Alexander from her spot in the kitchen, chewing on her lower lip. She wasn't quite sure what to think about him. He seemed like a messed up guy, honestly.

 

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Alexander lit his smoke and stuck the non flaming end in between his lips. He let the lighter burn for another moment or two, watching the flame sway slightly in the cool breeze. He picked up his glass and held the burnig cigarette in his other hand. He blew out the smoke and took a deep breath. He had no idea why he got so fired up when he was around her. He just found himself so ticked off and always on the edge of losing it completely on her. He looked at the glass in his hand. He made a slight face and poured it over the balcony's railing letting its contents spill out onto the sidewalk below. He left the bottle on the ground where hed put it when he came out. He figured that adding alcohol to this situation would only make it worse, besides he still had to drive Sinead home, or anywhere that wasn't here.

 

[Swan_Song]

Sinead kept watching him, interested when he poured his alcohol off of the balcony. She had to wonder what kind it was. She'd had drinks at home, but she didn't drink whenever she pleased or anything like that. Sighing, she went to the couch and laid down, her dark blue eyes gazing at Alexander with intensity. She had seen him, but she'd never really looked at him before. He was obviously good looking, in a rugged kind of way. She'd never tell him that though.

 

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Alexander was soon finished his cigarette and put it out on the railing and flicked it onto the cement of his balcony beneath him. He took another deep breath. He was more relaxed now. However the thought that he I'd still have to go back into the apartment again unnerved him just a bit. Even so he sucked it up and slid back open the door and went back into the apartment. He brought back in the bottle and set it down on an end table in the living room and sat on the arm rest of the couch.

 

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Sinead sighed softly and curled up on her side, pouring herself a cup of the alcohol, figuring one drink would be fine. She sipped at it, used to drinks from family occasions and her dad's business dinner parties. She looked up at Alexander again, then gave another sigh. "I..." She started, but found her voice falter. She looked away and, said, barely audible, "I'm sorry..." She took another sip, sitting up fully and turning away.

 

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Alexander raised an eyebrow at her when she poured herself a glass of the liquor. He nearly choked when he heard her apologize. He then slipped onto the couch beside her. He reached across her and took the glass from her hand. "That's enough of this." He said. He shook his head slightly, one sip of hard liquor and she was already babbling out of her mind.

 

[Swan_Song]

"I'm not drunk you idiot! Us Irish girls can hold our liquor, thank you very much," she told him angrily, taking the glass from him and swatting his hand. "I just wanted to... apologize for intruding on your home." She looked away and continued to sip at her drink. "Don't ask me to say it again, because you won't get it." Scooting away from him, she made her posture guarded and closed off. She would not let him get to her.

 

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"Ohhh, so you're Irish..." He said. "I just thought you had a really annoying voice." Alexander leaned back a bit and crossed his arms. "I wasn't going to, I'm sure those words tasted like vigegar." He eyed her posture curiously. "Why do you do that?" He asked "You go from one minute trying to sound tough and stand your ground an all that, then you go and act like a scared little child."

 

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Sinead rolled her eyes at his statement. "Thanks." Then she frowned at his second question. "Because. Because I just do. How I sit shouldn't be a big deal to you." She sighed with agitation and got up to finish her drink in the kitchen. She didn't want to be around him if he was going to pry into her private life. She didn't want people to know, and they couldn't hurt her if they didn't know her. It was better than being too attached to anybody.

 

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Alexander made a face. He got up and followed her. "Holy crap. I'm sorry, jeez guess I shouldn't have asked." He said leaning in the doorless doorway. "You want me to take you home?" He asked her. He could almost feel the arctic chill off of her shoulder. She definitely seemed put off by his asking, he had asked out of curiosity, he never meant to offend or upset her by it.

 

[Swan_Song]

"...No." She moved to walk past him, but found him leaning against the doorway. ".... Move," she whispered in a strangled voice, before pushing her way around him, drink in hand. She went to the balcony and stood by herself, glaring out at the scenery. She took a large swig from her glass, finishing off the drink in a few gulps. She then placed it on the floor and gave a sigh, leaning on the railing. How he annoyed her.

 

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Alexander made yet another face. He followed her once again to the balcony. "Remind me not to be nice to you again, you get even worse. You start pushing..." He grumbled leaning against the adjacent railing. He wondered what had gotten into her, for once he didn't think he said anything bad. He though he had actually been like nice.

 

[Swan_Song]

"I don't want you to be nice to me! I want you to hate me, to avoid me. Anything but try to be kind. I don't... I don't want it!" She moved away from him, her face turning red with anger. "If you're nice to me, I'll start caring, and it'll lead to a messy, sticky, stupid ruined friendship or whatever. I'm not like the girls who you can just take home and convince them to get with you. I'm not stupid." She ran her fingers through her cropped hair, combing it out.

 

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"You are possibly the wierdest person I've ever met. Not an hour ago you were scolding me for being such an a** and now you don't want me to be nice..." he was having trouble following her train of thought on this one. "I never said you were one of those girls, and just because I'm not being a jerk to you doesn't mean that any thing will lead to a messy sticky anything. And you are the only one who said anything about being stupid."

 

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Sinead said, "You don't get it, because you don't know anything about me! I'm invisible, and I like it! I don't want everyone to know who I am." She moved to the far side of the balcony and gave a great sigh, leaning on the railing heavily. "While I know pretty much everything about everyone else, nobody knows about me. And I like it." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the cool air breezing by.

 

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Alexander made a face at her. "Why? Why do you want to be invisible? Why do you want to be secluded and not have anyone who knows anything about you? You try and tell me about how to live a worth while life, but look at you. You work your a** off, and for what? To grow up, so you can work your a** off some more so you can sit in a fancy house all by yourself and then die alone? Because if you ask me that sounds like a really crappy way to go at life." He glanced over his shoulder at her. "You never did tell me, why don't you want to home? Don't tell me you actually... like hanging out with me now?" He teased making a mock shocked face with a small gasp.

 

[Swan_Song]

"Because nobody can hurt me if they don't know who I am," she stated bluntly. "Nobody can leave me if I leave them first... I want to travel, and see the world, and paint and draw and sculpt. I want to live my life the way I want it, and I'm not going to let anything stand in my way. I'm going to be a drifter, and that's what I want for my life." She glared at him when he mentioned going home. "You wish. My reasons for not wanting to go back are my own, and I don't plan on telling them to you anytime soon."