At first she didn't say anything. The clenching of her jaw followed by her roughly pushing her hands through her hair were the only indicators she even heard him. Part of her thought it would be Tommy. She should of known he'd call in reinforcements.
"I never asked him to give anything up. I just couldn't stand seeing him injured all the time and when I'd ask him about it he'd pat me on the fucking head and tell me not to worry about it." She crossed her arms a little tighter under her breasts but it did almost nothing against the cold she felt inside.
Her mind kept flashing back to photos inside. To all those tombs that lined the walls. He was right when she first met him and he told her he didn't have a long life expectancy. It was only fitting that the keepers of hope should die so young.
"What do I do, Ben?" She asked after falling into silence again. "What the fuck do I do?"
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Date: 2008-08-28 03:17 pm (UTC)"I never asked him to give anything up. I just couldn't stand seeing him injured all the time and when I'd ask him about it he'd pat me on the fucking head and tell me not to worry about it." She crossed her arms a little tighter under her breasts but it did almost nothing against the cold she felt inside.
Her mind kept flashing back to photos inside. To all those tombs that lined the walls. He was right when she first met him and he told her he didn't have a long life expectancy. It was only fitting that the keepers of hope should die so young.
"What do I do, Ben?" She asked after falling into silence again. "What the fuck do I do?"