“Not to be too bold – but I’m gonna be…what exactly are you ?”
it was a question he’d asked himself several times over. what exactly was he and while sometimes he could give titles… the truth of the matter was he didn’t know. not really at least other than two words. “a mistake,” he said, arms crossing over his chest. “simply that.”
“we’re not finished. i’m not just going to let this go.”
“so you don’t trust me?”
“fuck you.”
“you know me! and the fact that you still think i’d do that hurts the most.”
“i miss the old you. i don’t want the person you’ve become.”
“you never understand.”
“you said the same thing last time.”
“i’m so tired of constantly doing this with you.”
“you don’t even try to see it from my perspective.”
“i’m not apologizing.”
“hell if i care.”
“this is fucking bullshit.”
“why are you always the one who’s breaking my heart?”
“i can’t do this anymore.”
“you don’t mean that.”
“i hate you.”
“you never keep your promises.”
“out of all the things you’ve told me, what was true?”
“i can’t even look at you.”
“do you even love me anymore?”
“i’m fucking done.”
“i shouldn’t have ever trusted you.”
“you’re being unfair.”
“i’m not going to keep being your little secret. i deserve better.”
“i’m leaving.”
“just… just go.”
“i thought you’d be the one to make me happy.”
“you don’t even pretend to care about me.”
“i don’t even remember the last time you told me you loved me.”
“don’t go.”
“i never asked for this.”
“No one’s ever accused me of being that, so far as I know,” he replied dryly. Most people ended up screaming at him rather more about him being the opposite. “But while smart I may not be, that doesn’t qualify me as a complete moron, so I’ll keep my chances on this side of the door, thank you.”
He waited, perhaps over long after the other was done speaking, waiting for more information to be provided. When none was forthcoming, he raised a brow at the other man knowing and hating that he was going to have to invest himself by daring to ask the question that was literally being dangled in front of his nose.
“Well, that was blunt alright, but unhelpful.” He knew the name rang a bell, but the other seemed to be wanting to dodge the matter of just who he was even if he wasn’t avoiding what he was. Whether he would figure it out in time… he would just have to find out. “I’ll give you one thing, you’re certainly not Dickensian. But I’m going to need a bit more information than that before I agree to anything. Like just what these problems of yours are, and why you need my help.”
truth be told, there were many reasons as to why ky needed his help, but he couldn’t – no, he wouldn’t voice them. maybe if he trusted strange, he would have, but the problem was he didn’t. nor did he think he would anytime soon.
still, ky knew that this was his best chance. maybe it wasn’t exactly the smartest, but anything would have been better than simply repeating the same cycle several times over. what he truly wanted was control – though, he could do that later. more or less.
as for right now… he needed to get in the door. then he could actually try to explain things. though, there was no doubt in his mind that the other would eventually find out just who he was, and when that happened? well, he hoped the reaction wouldn’t be too… violent.
“since you know what i am… i think you can take a few guesses.” controlling his rage was something he hadn’t mastered, but it wasn’t the only reason he was here. no, the real reasons was that he was running, and the last thing he needed was to be sent back home. especially when he knew he’d face more than just a stern talking to if he ever returned.
she SMILES when he concedes to helping her, her job as an angel is to help people so it always feels slightly strange to her to ask anyone else for help. adjusting herself slightly, virtue holds out her arm.
“i just need someone to lean on so i can hop over here to the shop, mostly because i don’t want to get my sock COVERED in puddle water.”
“are you really scared of a little water?”
he couldn’t blame her – not really at least, but he didn’t feel things like most others did. at least, in his mind; getting wet was the least of anyone’s worries. still, ky was going to play nice – even if every fiber of his being wanted him to leave right then and there.
“i’m gonna guess you were one who didn’t enjoy playing in the mud as a kid, huh?”
“oh, you are not my type “ a pause follows as Oliver’s eyes meet his and he is swallowing hard as he is carrying on to say, “ I am curious as to what you have planned and I feel you are not going to open up about it”.
“i could give you a sneak peak, but it requires… contact. only then would you see why i’m doing this. ‘cause, there are far worse things than me out there… you should be lucky you’re not facing one of them.”
A shrug. “I’mNOT your keeper—-by all means, do as you please…” Just don’t get caught.
“ if i did what i WANTED, there would no DOUBT be several angry family members on my back. “ a pause. “a reason to why i’m AVOIDING it.” well, mostly.
Hellfirebound 