HART, Adelaide R.

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ADELAIDE 'ADDIE' HART . TWENTY-THREE PORTLAND NATIVE . LOS ANGELES TOURIST GLORIFIED SUGAR BABY ....................................................... january 4th, 2016    "Mom, it's Adelaide. You need to come pick me up right now. Like right now. I can't take it any more, daddy was right, SIlas is a total asshole and I can't stop crying and if you don't pick me up I don't know what I'm going to do... please. I know I've done this before, but I mean it this time, he's taken it too far. I love you, if you love me please take this message seriously." january 5th, 2016 MOM: Sweetheart, you can't call me at 3am expecting a response. ME: ??? MOM: Your voicemail. Are you alright sweetie? ME: I don't know what you're talking about. MOM: You were saying something about Silas, about wanting to leave... ME: Oh? Oh. No! I love him. MOM: I'm glad to hear that, Adelaide. I know your father disapproves but he's good for you. Not many men would support you the way he does, especially not without children. ME: You mean not many men would pay up. MOM: Don't underestimate the value of financial support. You're living in Los Angeles with no job, try to enjoy yourself. You're a lucky girl. ME: You're right. Thanks mom. MOM: No problem sweetie. ....................................................... .......................................................   Once, I told a friend from home about my boyfriend's indiscretions. Not long after stumbling across his texts, these sordid little sentences all about what he'd like to be doing to these strange women with their clumsy pseudonyms - really, Silas? You can't stop thinking about 'Jeff - Work #' naked? - I told her, shaken and not sure what to think. It's not something I'll ever do again. Because this friend didn't understand, she urged me to pack up and go there and then. Why would I do that? Why would I leave the man I love and who loves me, just like that? Over something as trivial as that! It would be throwing away half my life-- no, my whole life, because what else do I have? As much as I despise Los Angeles, I can't go back to Portland like this. Not without him. Not empty handed. Does it make me sick to think of him with another woman? Yes, though mostly with rage. I think about it and I want to stand under scalding hot water for as long as I can bear, the thought of sharing his touch with them enough to make me want to burn my skin off. But I don't hate those women. I know I should, and my friend greatly encouraged me to, but I can't. Even when I think about them putting on their best lingerie for my boyfriend, about them getting down on their knees for my boyfriend, about them trying over and over to pose for the perfect nude to send to my boyfriend, I can't feel anything but pity. The only amusement I get out of it is the idea that they pity me - the poor fools, they can't see that they're so much more the victims than I am. Sure, they have glimpses of him, and they can tell themselves that they're sirens who've tempted him away... but they're little more than interactive masturbation, 3D porn. As angry as I am with him for his self indulgence, my heart aches for those poor, desperate skanks. I can't imagine having to settle for someone else's scraps. ....................................................... "When it comes to the seven deadly sins, Addie could almost call full house. Especially pride, god, she's practically the personification... Adelaide is the kind of woman who would rather suffer a private torture than mild public embarrassment, and for as long as I've known her there have been things she won't talk about. Trivial things, normal things... braces in middle school, or the time she accidentally called my mom 'mom', aged thirteen. Ten years later, if you were to bring those subjects up to her, she wouldn't laugh. So far from-- she'd look as though you'd slapped her, and make a mental note to embarrass you as publicly and heavily as she could. She's a bit of a psychopath. I've never met anyone who cares so much about what other people think of her, but who works so hard to pretend the opposite. I suppose those two things are connected. Then there's the greed. Take a glance at her Instagram and you'll see plenty of evidence of that - vacations and designer shoes, all these pictures of boxed gifts from her boyfriend. I genuinely think she thinks we have no idea that they're guilt presents, the more extravagant, the more guilty he must feel. It's a shame, looking at her insta you'd think she was the luckiest girl in the world. If you were an easily deceived idiot, that is. Then lust.. well, that's less of a sin, and she has that by the bucket load. Not knocking that one. Envy though, envy has gotta be Adelaide's driving force. As much as she pretends otherwise, she comes from a pretty humble family - her dad's a firefighter, and her mom a secretary at an elementary school. She grew up without much, and the odd nice thing she got she paraded about as if it was a shield. That always broke my heart. Gluttony and sloth are the ones you could never accuse Addie of. Despite the mountains of food she likes to post all over social media, she's got a calorie controlled diet that makes Freelee the Banana Girl look like a pig. I can't remember the last time she wasn't on a juice fast, sipping at green sludge whilst instagramming someone else's ice cream sundae. Sloth too. Not only could the gym serve as her second address, laziness is not something that factors into Addie's lifestyle. Sure, she's workshy. But you can bet that she's not spending her days idling around her swanky apartment, oh no. I guess this ties in with wrath, because more often than not, Adelaide will be applying her drive and ambition to scheming. She's like the Batman of petty revenge, she must have about a billion contingency plans when it comes to ruining other people's lives. Truly, I don't think I've ever seen Addie so happy as the time she embarrassed my ex girlfriend so thoroughly at prom that she decided to scrap her previous plans and go to college out of state. All because she'd noticed that this ex was one of my regular friends on Snapchat... like I said, psycho. Still, she was never boring." EX BOYFRIEND ....................................................... • BIG BROTHER - First and foremost, Addie is the cause of most of my migraines. She is my baby sister and I have got in a whole lotta trouble because of her. When we were kids, I thought she was sweet as apple pie, but now I think she's satan. I would be so much happier if she just grew up and left Silas once and for all, and I think she would be happier if she stopped trying so hard. She's too proud, but it's only a defence mechanism. At the end of the day, she's totally insecure, and she'll never just let us in. • LITTLE BROTHER - First and foremost, Addie is my older sister. She is my worst influence and I always wind up forgiving her. When we were kids, I thought she was a manipulative little shit, but now I think she's a mastermind when it comes to revenge. I would be so much happier if she just talked to me about how she felt once in a while, and I think she would be happier if she did. She's too narcissistic, but it's not who she really is. At the end of the day, she's totally loyal, and she'll never let on how much it hurts her to have that loyalty betrayed. ....................................................... July 2010 - despite all my warnings against it, it has come to my attention that my supposed best friend katie has decided to date my older brother brooklyn. i did tell her he was off limits, and i even warned her that i wouldn't let it happen... it's a shame, i did like kate for the most part. anyhow.  -  come off the pill for a few days. swap pack with katie when she leaves her bag in the hall, to make it seem like she hasn't been taking it. (note to self, actually make silas wear condoms for now.) - sneak into brooklyn's bedroom, pierce the condoms he keeps in his bedside cabinet with a pin. - ask to borrow katie's phone, write a list of boys names and a list of girls names in the notes. - also send self a message about how cute it would be when i'm an aunt to her babies. delete from her phone, remember to show b yours. - log into her pinterest, make a baby board. make sure this the pins appear on her facebook wall. - make casual reference to brooklyn about how broody katie is, let him find the above trail. - bye bye katie!! xxx

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