Room 330, Wednesday Evening
Mar. 27th, 2013 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Evan had gotten his first voicemail today since... well... since he'd come to the island, really. He'd been out walking Ozzy, and he'd just missed the call, and was actually almost excited to see that it had been Yeul to leave the message.
Until he went to listen to it, and was met, first, with the sound of his own voice in his own message to anyone who called.
... Especially if it's you, Ma and Pa. I haven't heard from you in ages.
It hit him like a baseball bat to the chest, and he was out of breath as he hit the button to play back the message that was there for him. There, Yeul's voice, promising him in a voice incapable of lying that no matter what, she would never be afraid of him. She probably had no idea just how badly he needed to hear someone say those things. He listened to her message through once. And then, after a moment's hesitation, he listened to it again. And again.
He was going to have to change his own voicemail message soon so that it wouldn't blindside him again. But before that, he was just going to sit there, curled up on his bed, listening to someone telling him that he was a good person over and over and over, and struggling not to cry.
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Until he went to listen to it, and was met, first, with the sound of his own voice in his own message to anyone who called.
... Especially if it's you, Ma and Pa. I haven't heard from you in ages.
It hit him like a baseball bat to the chest, and he was out of breath as he hit the button to play back the message that was there for him. There, Yeul's voice, promising him in a voice incapable of lying that no matter what, she would never be afraid of him. She probably had no idea just how badly he needed to hear someone say those things. He listened to her message through once. And then, after a moment's hesitation, he listened to it again. And again.
He was going to have to change his own voicemail message soon so that it wouldn't blindside him again. But before that, he was just going to sit there, curled up on his bed, listening to someone telling him that he was a good person over and over and over, and struggling not to cry.
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Date: 2013-03-27 10:45 pm (UTC)She was a smart girl. Surely she'd turn around and go back to her nice, safe room.
Knock knock.
She was such an IDIOT.
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Date: 2013-03-27 10:55 pm (UTC)Evan gave another little sniffle, and hastily wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand as he stood and went to answer the door. If he didn't look like he'd been crying, maybe he wouldn't have to answer questions about it. Right?
... He looked a little like he'd been crying as he opened the door, his ice-blue eyes rimmed with red, and his smile a little wobbly as he saw who had knocked.
"Oh..." Sniff. "Hi, Sholeh. I was just..." Reading? Playing with Ozzy? Doing homework? "... Crying."
...
Oh, that was a pained look that bordered on mortified, right there.
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Date: 2013-03-27 11:13 pm (UTC)Oooor...she could just slink down the hallway and never be seen from again?
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Date: 2013-03-27 11:18 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-03-27 11:38 pm (UTC)He hesitated for a moment, and then added, in a voice that was a little quieter still, "And I really need to record a new answering message."
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Date: 2013-03-28 04:19 am (UTC)She couldn't say that she'd never be afraid, because that was untrue, but she wasn't afraid of him now.
"Why do you have to record a new message?" She hadn't heard his. Sholeh didn't know much about telephones.
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Date: 2013-03-28 04:26 am (UTC)"I could play it for you," he offered, already poking at the buttons on his phone again, and putting it on speaker. "It... kind of speaks for itself."
Literally, really, as his message started to play again.
He wasn't looking up.
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Date: 2013-03-28 04:52 am (UTC)... Especially if it's you, Ma and Pa. I haven't heard from you in ages.
No wonder he was crying. Sholeh's own eyes brimmed with tears and she sniffled. "That's--that's--" Forget words. She was drawing him in for a tight hug.
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Date: 2013-03-28 05:03 am (UTC)It was... what it was. He didn't have words, either. He was just happy that she was here.
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Date: 2013-03-28 10:37 pm (UTC)At least she could offer, "Shh, shh, I'm here, I got you," instead. That was...something.
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Date: 2013-03-28 10:57 pm (UTC)He hated that he said that. He hated it so much. For all that it was true.
"Y-you're everything I have. I have friends too... Yeul and Victor and Wade and Angel... But you're closer to f-family..."
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Date: 2013-03-28 11:32 pm (UTC)"I know I'm not. I'm sorry they can't be here and that you have to change your message. I wish I knew how to make you feel better."
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Date: 2013-03-28 11:41 pm (UTC)Ow, that hurt to say.
"You can't make it completely better," he added. "But it hurts a little less when you're here."
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Date: 2013-03-29 12:12 am (UTC)Warm and sweet and comforting words. Too bad she had to keep talking.
"I don't always tell the truth about things, but it's not because I want to lie. But my si--my secrets."
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Date: 2013-03-29 12:21 am (UTC)He bit his lip, and then gave her a tiny, wobbly smile.
"Secrets are okay, if they won't hurt anyone. I... I trust that you won't hurt me."
So very many people already had.
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Date: 2013-03-29 12:45 am (UTC)There was one part of her secret that could hurt him. She had mentioned it to Ulrik just this very afternoon. "I won't," she murmured under his finger. "So long as we never fall in love."
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Date: 2013-03-29 12:50 am (UTC)"So long as we... Why would that have anything to do with... anything?"
It was better to ask and ignore that pang.
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Date: 2013-03-29 12:57 am (UTC)There was no hiding the fear in her eyes as she mentioned those consequences, or the shudder that passed through her.
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Date: 2013-03-29 01:06 am (UTC)"Should I let go...?"
He bit the inside of his cheek, hard, trying to keep himself from saying that he was already more than a little enamored with her, that she had been there for him and was just the sort of girl he'd always hoped he'd meet, and she had the most beautiful smile, and...
"I... don't expect you to fall in love with me."
For a million little reasons.
And another pang in his chest.
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Date: 2013-03-29 01:28 am (UTC)"Please don't," she whispered. "I don't want you, too. I like being held like this. You make me feel warm and safe. I just...I have to be careful. The choice--"
She shook her head, refusing to say more. "I don't want you to let me go."
That was true in a number of ways, some she wasn't even willing to admit to herself.
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Date: 2013-03-29 01:39 am (UTC)Clearly, he wasn't just speaking about the literal, physical definition of that phrase. His voice was small and a little sad, even as he tightened that hug that he'd wrapped her in.
"I care... I care a lot." He bit his lip. "I think I'd be too scared to tell you I love you. Even before you told me that. I like you, though. I really, really like you."
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Date: 2013-03-29 02:20 am (UTC)He kind of tapered off at that, chewing on his lip.
"You... I could see a lot of people loving you. I..." He bit his lip again, hard.
He wasn't going to say it. She didn't need him crying at her because he was coming to realize that he had never really been loved. If Fantomex had loved him, he sure had a funny way of showing it. And everyone else he'd thought had... hadn't even been real.
"It... makes me very sorry that I'm not one of your people."
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Date: 2013-03-29 02:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
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