@RoyallyDamned [When she pulls away, he doesn’t fight it. He respectfully allows the space she puts between them] And what is expected of you? [curious to see if he could help or if this is the end of them.] What have you been putting off?
@RoyallyDamned I’m not doing that. [holding her tightly, he gives her the time she needs to find some kind of comfort. This was a agent and he would never rush her recovery.] I can make you mute again, help you avoid talking to anyone until you’re ready. How does that sound?
@RoyallyDamned Oh gods, Mel. [quickly, he gets up from the floor to sit by her. His arm wraps around her shoulders to pull her in.] You’re not alone. [shaking his head, he presses his lips to her hair. He doesn’t know how long she’ll let him hold her, but hopefully enough to offer some -
@RoyallyDamned - Do you want me to leave you alone? [He doesn’t stand from his place on the floor. He’s kneeling before her for a reason.] I can’t bring her back and I can’t fix your family. I can’t apologize enough and I can’t undo what I’ve done.
Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it.
@RoyallyDamned [He swallows thickly, unsure what he could do to help her. Or if he can help her at all. Her pain is so strong, it lingers almost physically between them. Edward feels almost as hopeless as she is. Somehow, he has managed to enter her life and ruin every, single aspect of it.] -
@RoyallyDamned - makes the bold move to kneel right at her feet, look up to see if she will meet his eyes.] No one understands this pain like I do. You can let me in just to turn me out and I wouldn’t think any less of you.
@RoyallyDamned [He doesn’t feel like he’s helping a situation. If anything, it’s getting decidedly worse. He can see hatred, anger, and regret in her eyes and words. It makes Edward feel unwelcome.]
Would you like for me to leave? Or would you like to tell me everything on your mind. [He -
@RoyallyDamned - outcome in which someone -isn’t- hurt. They just kept the path that would hurt the most innocent person.] You’re right. I’m sorry. [shaking his head.]
I should’ve known better. I should’ve stopped us.
@RoyallyDamned I don’t know either. [He knows there’s very few alternative solutions. If they had just stopped sleeping together, this would’ve never happened. If they didn’t become emboldened, this wouldn’t have happened.
But she’s right, it still would’ve ended terribly. There’s no -
@RoyallyDamned - so sorry, Melody. [shaking his head] I shouldn’t have... [he can’t finish the sentence, he doesn’t regret anything he’s done. Given the chance, he would’ve loved Melody all over again]
I didn’t mean for it to end this way.
@RoyallyDamned [His hands fall from her almost immediately. Guilt floods him and he can’t look at her anymore. When he asked, he meant her vocal cords, but her scalding response still remained an acceptable answer.
But he has to face the guilt of essentially murdering a small girl.] I’m -
@RoyallyDamned - have to concentrate too hard, the magic and godliness that runs through his veins would find the broken tissue and repair at will. But even then, somehow he draws closer to her, as if he needed the proximity for this precise work.
He wants to hold her, but he knows better. -