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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* Angel ([personal profile] brokencode) wrote2016-08-22 05:17 am
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fuelthefire: (HURT ME MORE!)

[personal profile] fuelthefire 2017-12-11 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
WHere? ARe you coming back?

[It's been...hell, over a week since...since he woke up in the hospital. He hasn't seen her at all in the time he's managed to stay awake, and the nurses haven't seen her, either. He's asked.]
fuelthefire: (LIFE! IS! PAIN!)

[personal profile] fuelthefire 2017-12-11 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He stares in dismay for a long, long time at the words she texted back. There's a twisting, biting pain in his chest that has nothing to do with his recent injuries.

He wants to scream, and thrash, and rage, do something, anything, that might ease the sharp stabbing bite of despair, but he's learned enough self-restraint over the past year to crush the urge down as soon as it rises up. He doesn't want to make life harder for the nurses here, or the other patients, and he's cognizant enough to realize it won't do a bit of good, anyway. It'll still hurt when he's finished. There's no point.

He should have done as she'd asked, before. By not listening to her, he's hurt her, something he swore he would never, ever do. He can't take it back - there's no undoing the past, as he's more than aware. There is only living in the present, and looking toward the future.

It's a very long time before he replies, but he finally does, just one word - acknowledging both the words she gave him and the answer she implied.]


OKay.