"Okay," she said, bringing his hand -- their hands -- to her lips, nuzzling against his skin. Tugging him closer so she could lean her forehead against his torso, if he didn't mind. "You should ... care about you, too. Not just me and Mako and Romeo and ... everyone here. You're ... the things you did, they're not all of you. You're a person who did bad things. That's not ... the same as being ... a bad person."
It could be, but it didn't have to be.
Deep breaths. Okay. The rest of it.
"I'm not ... good at ... sharing," she said, finally. "The cracks just -- they're not there, most of the time, and then they pop out and hit me on the side of the head. I'm not ... I don't feel like I'm hiding, most of the time, I just don't think about it. And then I do and I try to stop thinking about it, and most of the time it works and some times it doesn't and dammit, we were talking about you and you not wanting to breathe when you woke up and then I got crazy on you. I ... I didn't mean to. I swear."
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Date: 2008-07-27 11:18 am (UTC)It could be, but it didn't have to be.
Deep breaths. Okay. The rest of it.
"I'm not ... good at ... sharing," she said, finally. "The cracks just -- they're not there, most of the time, and then they pop out and hit me on the side of the head. I'm not ... I don't feel like I'm hiding, most of the time, I just don't think about it. And then I do and I try to stop thinking about it, and most of the time it works and some times it doesn't and dammit, we were talking about you and you not wanting to breathe when you woke up and then I got crazy on you. I ... I didn't mean to. I swear."