matthew. (brockley) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-08-20 09:37:00

[WHO?] Madeline Chamberlain and Matthew Brocklehurst
[WHERE?] The Brocklehurst/Chamberlain home in Southampton
[WHEN?] Shortly after Matt gets his tattoo and goes to Mungo's. [slightly backdated]
[RATING?] R. For fighting, swearing and almost sex and breast exposure.
[WHY?] Matt lost his job.

Matthew had walked for a few miles before he had decided to apparate home. His journal was tucked in his satchel. He flexed his hand subconsciously. This hurt like a bitch. He sighed deeply. He had to get home Maddie was probably worrying about him. He stepped into a dark alley. After closely looking around the alley to make sure no one was there a loud crack was made and he was in Southampton.

He waled up to his house, not wanting to go in just in case Maddie hadn't finished. He unlocked the front door and walked in, "Maddie? Are they gone?" Please let those goddamn dolls be turned. He hated the way they looked at him. Murder was in their eyes. He knew it was a weird phobia and knew they meant a lot to Maddie but god damnit, they were creepy. "Do you have the lotion?" He sounded slightly whiny and walked into their bedroom.

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madelineann
2008-08-20 04:10 pm UTC (link)

There was never a good day anymore. Maddie didn't know what a good day was anymore. Something always happened (and not the fights that she shared with Matt anymore, those she got used to) to make a good day go sour, so she learned to never get her hopes up or get too crushed when something happened. Today's something was Matt and his job and the stupid Ministry and the stupid bloodlines. It angered her, but she tried to not let it get to her quite so much as it should have. Things would work out.

Right?

Of course they would. Since Maddie wasn't one to wear a whole lot of clothing around the house, she wore just panties as she flitted about the house, turning her precious dolls around so that Matt wouldn't have to look at them. She didn't understand the big deal; they were inanimate objects! How could they scare someone that much? Obviously he was just being difficult and Matt-like, which was why she turned them so willingly. By the time he returned home, all but one, one, had been turned away out of her entire collection.

"Yes, babe. They're gone," she said as she stuck her head out from the room she was in. Giving a would be annoyed sigh, she followed him into the bedroom. "You know I do." Crawling into her side of the bed, she took one of her lotion bottles out and turned to him. "Now, let me see your hand, my big baby."

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brockley
2008-08-20 04:18 pm UTC (link)

He was a big baby and he didn't care. This stung. "I cried when they put it on me," he offered her his hand gingerly. It was ugly and it was big. He didn't notice the doll unturned, yet. He had noticed that they were turned and had exhaled a sigh of relief. He kissed her cheek. "I really don't like the world right now love. I have money saved. Our mortgage is almost gone. So all we need to worry about now is finding me a job." He sat cross legged on the bed and looked her with his green eyes. He was still upset.

He was worrying, as he was prone to do. "I don't care if that makes me a baby," he said a little more gruffly than he intended. He waited patiently for her to put the lotion on and waited for her to say something.

	brockley 2008-08-21 07:14 am UTC (link)
	He walked out and did the walk of shame. He'd talk her out of the ban another night. Tonight he felt he deserved it. He just completely let the comments about his manhood roll off of him. She probably wanted another fight but she wasn't going to get it. He walked into the guest bedroom and grabbed his journal out of his satchel and thought about what to write. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)