Escape!

[Carly]

"Well I was thinking the Hogs Head then out on the streets." She smiled and pushed the door open. Pulling a bobble of her thist she tied her hair up. She pulled her robes around her tighter. She bounced off into the snow and turned to face him. "Let's jump some ice." She laughed and skidded out on the ice as it started to crack. She jumped only her foot landed in the water. Pulling it out she skidded across the ice cracking behind her in big chunks.

(Sorry they will be longer but being put off by the TV.)

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Jacob snorted quietly. She would want to do that. But he wasn't complaining. As long as they didn't go near his current place of employment, he'd be all right. He shrugged and nodded, reaching for the door handle. "All right.. well let's g-". She had grabbed the door handle and pushed through the door already before he was able to finish his sentence. He huffed and stepped out behind her, closing the rickety door. He watched her bounce around in the snow before leaping onto the dangerous thin ice. Jacob shook his head slowly, watching her. "I'll pass. Ice isn't my thing." He slid his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, flinching a bit at the warning of the cracking ice. "Don't fall in." He muttered, following the tiny path that led from his house to the little village of Hogsmeade. He would occasionally glance behind his shoulder to see if Willow was in sight.

His strides were a bit longer than usual. But he had a legitimate reason. Jacob had been lacking thrill his his life. No girls, no alcohol. Just his brother and work, brother and work. Everyday. It got to be so boring and.. obnoxious. Now with a girl and alcohol, his whole body was tingling from excitement. He thrived off this sort of stuff; he felt.. alive. And when he wasn't smoking or drinking or with some girl for the night, he felt dead. It was sad, but this was his life. He tried to change it. He really did; and he had come a long way since Hogwarts but he still had a long way to go.

[Carly]

Willow giggled madly as the ice fell from underneath her. Jumoping she rolled onto the snow. She laughed standing up. "What would you care if I fell in? I thought this was all a game?" She didn't know what mad her say it but she did. Maybe it was her new found confidence. She ran her hand through her hair and looked at him, analyzing him almost. She didn't want it to be a game, infact she really liked him but even with her ability to read minds she couldn't tell if it was a game to him or not but she guessed it probably was.

Willow pulled his cloke around her and turned around once more not facing him. She continued to skip down the path. She felt electric like she could do anything. Maybe it was just because the eclipse was so soon. She'd take her rightful place in the castle and would have her full powers. She turned and stopped to walk by him trying to pick up on his thoughts and emotions.

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Jacob almost started humming to himself when she made her little remark about a game. Raising an eyebrow, he stared at her. Who was it a game to? Him or her? That was the question. He shrugged, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up. He inhaled deeply, then exhaled. That was long over do. He switched his gaze back to the path in front of him, his mind starting to kick into gear. He didn't want to be thinking about this right now. He wanted to go and have fun. Not think about this girl. He sighed quietly, taking another drag from his cigarette. "First off, I don't want you going and dying or whatever under my watch." He paused for a moment, looking at her. He wasn't quite sure how to answer that. Every girl he'd ever been with had been a game to him. He shook his head and took another drag from his cigarette, giving him time to mull it over in his head. "Is it a game?" Was all he could come up with. He wanted to hear her answer before he gave his.

He quickly finished the cigarette and stomped it out in the snow, quickly popping some mint gum into his mouth afterwards. Jacob watched her skip around for a moment before she came back to his side. He had a hard time looking at her. Now that she had said that, his mind took off. Thoughts he didn't want to think about were forming in his head and he kept trying to shake them out. He wasn't sure what to do in this situation; he'd never been in one this this. He sighed and thought 'we'll see how things go after tonight. When it's all over tomorrow, I'll make a decision.' He nodded, finalizing that statement.

[Carly]

"Well thats nice to know." Willow chuckled quietly not caring to much if he heard he. She turned to look at him. "I don't really want it to be a game. I'm getting to old for games." She sighed it was the truth she didn't want it to be a game but if he was playing games with her she was going to play games twice as hard. She took her watch out her pocket and placed it back on her wrist in the middle was a black metal PD. She pulled her sleve back down over the watch and smiled brightly as they entered the Hogs Head.

Willow shuffled over to the bar. "Twenty Fire Whiskey's please uncle Al." Her uncles eyes lit up and he made his way pulling out the drinks pulling them onto the top. Willow pulled her money out. Since talking out games she hadn't looked up at Jacob, not really wanted to and she wasn't sure why. Her uncle took the money and Willow began to stuff the drinks into her bag.

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Jacob raised an eyebrow, looking sideways at her. What was nice to know? Shrugging, he stuffed his hands back into the hoodie and continued to follow the well trod on path to Hogsmeade where he broke off and went south into the darker part of town. He snorted quietly. No one was ever too old for games. "We'll see. I can't promise you anything." He sighed, trying to sound sincere. Whether she believed it or not, Jacob was honestly trying to be.. sincere. He had never been serious with a girl before and he didn't know if he was ready to start. She was young and still in school. But.. that never stopped him before. It was now or never. He took a deep breath and pushed through the Hogs Head. He needed some alcohol. Too many decisions and not enough booze.

His eyes lit up when he heard her ordering twenty fire whiskeys. Tonight.. was going to be fun. He walked up beside her and helped her with the alcohol, glancing once at her Uncle. He repressed a shiver. Frowning, he took one of the last drinks off the counter and popped it open, looking around. If they were going to stay here.. he needed one of these. Something about his place made his skin crawl. He shook his head and pressed the bottle to his lips, a wave of relief washing over him the second the whiskey touched his tongue. Yeah.. there was no getting around it. Jacob was an alcoholic.

[Carly]

Willow watched him curiously "I don't want you too." Yeah, that was Willow, stubborn. She pulled one of the drinks out and downed it tossing the bottle to the floor. "See you later uncle Al." She muttered heading out the door waiting for Jacob to follow. The rocks by the shreiking shack seemed like a better place to be rather than here. She ran her hand through her hair and opened another drink.

She finished it off and tossed it into the snow. She laughed at the pattern it made as it continued to slide. It looked like a sqaushed butterfly. Willow flicked her hair back and noticed him finally coming out, she trugged through the snow down the little narrow path, she turned and tossed Jacob one. "Let's get these things down us." She smirked and tossed another over.

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Jacob shook his head at Willow and quickly finished the bottle. This was going to be a longer night than expected. Now he was eager to get the alcohol into his system. He tossed the bottle in a garbage can, frowning as she tossed her bottles everywhere. He might of been an alcoholic but he was opposed to littering. He quickly picked up behind her, grumbling. He pushed out of the door to the Hogs Head- cold winter air had almost never been more welcoming. He hated it in there. Maybe it was that uncle of her's that just made the place so unbearable. Shook his head and summoned another drink from her bag. He quickly popped the bottle and chugged it. Two down, eight to go. Maybe he wouldn't remember tonight.

"Yes, lets." He muttered coldly. He couldn't decide if he liked the bad Willow more or the good Willow. At least the good one wasn't so snotty. He grunted in irritation as he followed her all the way out to the Shrieking Shack. Next time they walk this far, drunk or not, they were apparating. It was too bloody cold to be walking. Then again, with all this whiskey in them, they'd be really hot and the walk back wouldn't be so torturous. But he'd have to see what happened when this girl got all this alcohol in her.

[Carly]

Willow downed her, fourth drink? Her vision began to blurr alright and she was no longer walking in straight lines. She began jumping through the snow kicking it up everywhere. Tonight would be different alright. But then different was what she wanted. She stopped at the foot of the rocks and began to climb down slowly. "Hurry up slow poke." She laughed shouting over to Jacob.

(Sorry it's short again. Ugk!)

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Jacob was still working on his third drink. The alcohol didn't even begin to phase him. He had been drinking since a very early age, so.. it took a lot to get him wasted. But tonight, it would be a state of mind. He would make himself drunk; go crazy. Most importantly, have fun. Perhaps Willow was just the little touch he needed in his life. She caused him both irritation and created fun. Something he'd been missing. He laughed and finished his third, running up after her. "Careful. Don't fall. Sharp rocks." He pointed out the obvious as he blew past her. He was quick on his feet; nimble too. Obviously.

When he reached the top of the rocks near the shrieking shack, he plopped down on one of the flatter rocks and breathed heavily for a moment, regaining his breath. After he did, he stared down at Willow, yelling at her to hurry up. Well, he tried to yell at her at least. Everytime he did small laughs would mingle in with his words and make it sound garbled. But drunks were suppose to understand garble. He laughed again, laying back on the rocks, staring up at the stars.

[Carly]

Willow grinned and half way down the rock face just let go. She landed hard on her back. She gasped breathing in sharply. Probably only a broken rib but hey she'd had plenty of broken bones in her time. She also had Darkness blood in here so she'd heal pretty fast. The question really was, are the Darkness going to stop her now before she gets too out of hand? She looked at Jacob. "Was that fast enough for you?" Quickly she scrambled to her feet.

She danced down towards the shack and and kicked the door open with a solid kick in the centre. It flew off it's hinges and fell down to the floor. Willow giggled and stomped over the door marching inside. She liked it in the shack, it was dark and mysterious. Just how she liked things. She laughed out loud again dark, that word just kept popping up in her mind today.

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Jacob sort of stared at her as she fell, the alcohol starting to take effect. It calmed him, so he didn't really react much to her falling. He just sort of watched her. When she reached the top and made a remark, he snorted,nodding a bit. "I suppose." He leaned over and grabbed a fire whiskey from her bag, treating gently as he pulled it close to him and popped the lid. He pressed it against his thin lips and drank, a warm feeling washing over him. He let out another sigh of relief and set the bottle down next to him. He yawned and laid back, staring up at the sky before his closed his eyes, sleep almost hitting him.

Instead, he jumped. The door being kicked down made Jacob jump. He opened his eyes and jumped to his feet, staring at her as she giggled. He shook his and followed her into the shrieking shack. He'd only been in here a few times. The place never seemed to attract him as much has it had others. The mysteries it once held had long been solved. Jacob made a face at the thick layer of dirt that had formed on.. everything. He looked around slowly, stopping at the entrance of the door Willow had just kicked down.

[Carly]

Willow stopped to face him. "Whats wrong big boy?" She smirked and dropped herself down onto the floor opening yet another Fire Whiskey. She streched and lay down propping her head up on her arms. She looked up at the enterance walls and smiled but at of her mind something was nagging at her tell her she shouldn't drink anymore. She was drunk as it was and something was going to happen tonight.

She wondered were this sudden though had come from and wondered how she knew this. Star was the one that could see into the future. She could read minds but this isn't something she picked up from Jacob's thoughts. She sat up and looked across out up the cliff to the howling wind and blowing leaves. It was then she started thinking that after tonight, Jacob wouldn't see her again.

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Jacob stared down at her, almost in disgust. He hated filth. Why had he let her bring him to this dump? "Nothing's wrong." He muttered, summoning another fire whiskey. He was going to have to down another one of these before he'd even think about stepping foot in here. He coughed when she flopped down, crinkling his nose at the dust she kicked up. He shook his head and quickly drank the whiskey, sighing in content. He could feel the whiskey working its magic; relaxing him. Making him more at ease; more fun in otherwords. He leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed and his eyes locked on Willow's small figure laying on the ground. A few images that were not appropriate in the least flashed through his mind and he quickly shook his head. No.. he couldn't do that to his girl. He stepped out of the shack and walked back over to his spot on the rocks, staring out at the little lights that came from Hogsmeade.

This girl was so young.. he couldn't possibly do what he did to all those other girls. They were over eighteen at least. She wasn't. And he didn't want this to be a game either, come to think of it. He was sick of games. Those stupid little come and get me, leave me alone games. Willow was right, she was to old to be playing games and so was he. He sighed, laying back on the ground, letting his eyes close again. Well, at least the alcohol made him help pick a decision. But perhaps she stuck with her original idea; maybe she didn't want to see him again after tonight. In which case, she was playing a game. That game all the girls he stumbled upon played. He sighed quietly and opened his eyes, staring up at the moon.

[Carly]

Willow heard something moved within the shack. Her heart stopped momenterly. She got to her feet and turned to look at Jacob. "Jacob, listen stay here for a minute please." She walked over to him slowly. She took a deep breath "I'll be back in a second but if I'm not, promise me you'll get yourself out of here." Willow looked at him and smiled "I should be back."

She waited for him to promise to her he'd leave. If it was who she thought it was waiting up there for her she didn't want him to stick around. Yeah she hardly knew him but she still liked him. She didn't care if it was a game but she would not get him into trouble. She ran her hand through her hair and pulled her wand out. This was going to be fun, a drunken fight. She couldn't help but smirk at the idea.