The mansion may be pretty damn big, but right at this exact moment, Ellie feels like she needs some breathing space and the open air is the only thing which can rectify that. So she heads outside. It’s not as though she is going to stray far, only to where the fountain is in the gardens. Besides, staying around anyone at the moment for Ellie isn’t the wisest choice she could make. That weird mindfuck--the strange hallucinations which fed on past memories to come back and haunt her, drag up terrible issues she’s been hiding in the darkest recesses of her mind, have knocked her back as far as the progress she has made.
In the past, certain things have arisen that have got her to the point of not being able to think clearly. This is when barfights broke out and she was in the middle of them. One thing for sure though, when she awoke the next morning, Ellie might have been sporting a few bruises, but the fog had cleared in her mind and she was able to get her shit together and portray the tough exterior that she usually did.
So right now, she stands next to the fountain, words turning over and over in her head about the mistakes she has made, one is caring for some of this group. Was her father right?--she thinks maybe so. Then again, the brunette is far from being able to make the best decision for herself right now. In fact, she is her own worst enemy.
“Shit.....”
Taking a few deep breaths, not dealing with what has just occurred at all, she suddenly spins around when she sees someone and who it is.
“Not right now...I ain’t in the fuckin’ mood...and that mansion...it’s....it’s fucked up!...who decided we should fuckin’ stay here huh???”---and with that, she downs a good few swigs of liquor from the bottle in her bag.
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