Veritaserum

[ethan]

I'm trying to pretend I don't care who I saw today for two hours straight, because guess what? she lied. Gee, I bet you didn't see that one coming, right? It's not as if the whole damn school knew about it while I stayed completely oblivious to the new loving couple. I don't care if you think this is my way of coping with the fact that I just realized I'm absolutely incapable of staying mad at Indigo Grace for long periods of time. Or maybe I knew all of this already, but tricked myself into thinking I didn't, just so I could get swamped into this whole mess. Maybe my subconscious wanted me to talk to Indigo. It was hard enough walking away, imagine the torture it was of trying to keep quiet around her.

Yeah, you guessed it.

Detention with the apparently unavoidable Indigo Grace, and the undesirable Regulus Black. Such a cozy tea party, that one.

But I digress.

My point being, she lied. She lied about not knowing much of Regulus Black, and she lied about staying away from him. Her promises? Yeah, empty. Turns out sweet, innocent Bella is dating none other than our favorite Slytherin. Is, and has been dating him for the past couple of - weeks? days? Who the hell knows? Worst off, who the hell cares? I'm through with the lying Huffie. She looked me straight in the eye, and she lied. How's that for nice and loyal? Sorting Hat my foot. There was no need for her to lie, and yet, she did! She can't hide behind a simple "I was scared" or whatever her conniving LYING mind can come up with, because it won't make any sense. Why did she lie? Did she really think I'm biased on the whole Regulus Black concept? Sure, the guy's a glitch on my otherwise smooth plane, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the stupid Yule Ball incident. There's something...off about this guy, and I just can't bear thinking about the amount of time Bella has been spending with him. It just... It makes me see red, ok? I have no trouble acknowledging that. I actually considered her my friend for a moment. Ha. What a laugh. I bet she did. Laugh, that is. Laughed her head off at naïve Ethan Cartier. So nice.

The cherry to top it off?

I didn't even find out through her. It was Regulus - just like she calls him - who had the guts to tell him. Of course, what did he have to fear? After making an absolute arse of my person by launching myself at him when it was obvious there were physical violence repelling charms, it was obvious that he could confess to a murder then and there, and we wouldn't have been able to do anything about it. So obviously he couldn't pass up this golden opportunity to show off his golden girlfriend and -

I can't even think about it.

But if Bella thinks that just because I know now, she can get away with it, she's sorely mistaken. I've already sent her an owl, and she better be there, or else...

Oh, detention?

Indigo was fine. Black was typical. I was mad. We fought. Silence. Black picks on Indigo. I keep quiet. After all, they do need to settle things once and for all. They settle their issues (yeah, niiiice, right). Black proclaims his love again - guess he forgot about his illustrious girlfriend, didn't he? - and Indigo rejects him again. Is this starting to sound familiar to anyone? Because I'm pretty sure I'm stuck in a damn vicious cycle, with the same day repeating itself again and again, with Black playing the martyr, and Indigo swallowing all of it. Friends, they say. Whatever. I can't stay any longer, and so I walk away with a killer line that I can't remember. Why? Because I'm too busy thinking about just how much I want her to be with me.

Pour Eternité

[ethan]

Happy Birthday, Indigo Grace. I love you.

So much.

Too much.

Have a nice day.

[ethan]

so our open wounds will bleed until our veins run dry.
now we have to take this thorn and tear it from our side.
agitated at the fault line still agree to disagree
you're connected to the heart but tonight will set you free.

so swallow the knife
carve the way for your pride.
now our hands are tied.
the problems lie within.
so we pray for night to start over again.

even now as i write this down
our pretensions disappear.
now our impulses will bite
at the ankles of our fear.

so swallow the knife
carve the way for your pride.
now our hands are tied.
the problems lie within.
so we pray for night to start over again.

now our hands are tied.
the problems lie within.
so we pray for night to start over again.
(words are spoken words are broken down)

so lets make this night
be our best mistake.
so lets take the time
to wipe the blood away.

now our hands are tied
and our world is caving in.
now our hands are tied.
the problems lie within.
so we pray for night to start over again.
now our hands are tied
and the problems lie within.
(words are spoken words are broken down. broken down. broken down.)

_{Swallow The Knife by Story Of The Year}