@MENDAClOUSCON [ I just did not want to lose you before I ever got to really have you. I was scared of that feeling. ]
She is scared of all feelings, but she doesn’t feel like admitting more fear. That is enough.
In the Poconos at an old resort, drowning a man in the dirty, stale water of an old heart-shaped tub.
It’s kind of nice. People used to honeymoon here. It looks like a movie set.
@MENDAClOUSCON She starts to remember why she fell in love with Dave in the first place. Under the roguish charm, he’d been unmistakeably human.
He’d seen her monstrous flaws, and he’d never wavered — never turned her away.
She finds his hand, slowly lacing their fingers. »
@MENDAClOUSCON She sinks onto the couch, exhaustion making her shoulders sag. Her resilience isn’t what it used to be.
And she’s jetlagged.
[ I am sorry if it was ever too much. ]
@MENDAClOUSCON She turns to look at him, running a hand through blonde hair. There’s a soft shake of her head as he apologizes.
[ Don’t. It wasn’t your responsibility to help me learn how to be a person again. I should have never put that burden on you. ]
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@MENDAClOUSCON The look on his face grants him a quizzical look, and she glances down at herself to check and make sure there was no blood.
She’d showered and changed. She steps inside, wishing she didn’t feel so awkward in a place that was also ... hers.
[ You look good. ]
@MENDAClOUSCON Hours pass. And then a few more.
She thought about the window, but ... she’s knocking at the door instead. Trying to smother the urge to bolt.