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[fourteen]

I will pretty this up later. But!

Appointments post! Use this for one-off interactions that would be difficult to do elsewhere, like messages or other isolated meetings/run-ins/etc. Just include the date, time, and choice of [action/voice/written] in the subject line of your comment.

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[action; evening of July 17th]

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

I was angry. I didn't want it to end that way. And for you to just go off with... him.

[The funny thing is that 'him' doesn't have as much venom in it as it would've before. He just sounds tired... exhausted, and maybe a little sad.]

Too late for that now.

[action; evening of July 17th]

[fourteen]

You were angry.

[ Her voice is thick. A choked sob escapes her and she looks away from him to press her face into her pillow, trying to dry some of her tears. It's a futile gesture.

The words she wants to say -- "get out" -- are not what she should say, and she knows it. Still, that ... stings. Even if he only sounds tired and sad. ]

That's what you always say. You get angry and you don't think. [ She smiles again -- why does she keep doing that? ] Are you ever going to stop doing that?

[action; evening of July 17th]

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

Some things are easier said than done. It's easy to say you'll stop and think, but when you're in those situations, sometimes it just doesn't happen. Those feelings get the best of you.

[He means a general 'you', of course.]

[action; evening of July 17th]

[fourteen]

[ ... get out. Get out, get out, get out, please, just go, I've heard this all before.

She laughs. The sound of it is awful. ] Riku, you ... you never change. You're always just the same... stubborn jerk. [ Her smile fades, and her tears return in earnest. ]

What ... what happens now? Do we go back to avoiding each other and never talking? Or fighting? [ She chokes. ] I'm so tired of this...

[action; evening of July 17th]

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

Maybe I am a broken record. It's all I've been saying for months, isn't it? All talk and no action. Just a bunch of empty promises.

[Hah.]

It's like I'm trapped. And it built up for so long that I became my own prisoner.

[He still sounds extremely exhausted. His words come out half-hearted and weak.]

Fighting hasn't gotten us anywhere, and neither has avoiding each other.

[action; evening of July 17th]

[fourteen]

[ ... for the first time she can hear, behind those words, his frustration. For the first time she truly hears the futility, the sorrow... the shame, guilt and grief. Before all she heard was aggression, and blame... blame on her. But now she finally hears it ... just how frustrated he is with himself for constantly failing.

She sniffles, and stares at him, and tries to think of what to say.

Finally, wordlessly -- and with an effort -- she holds out her hand. ]

[action; evening of July 17th]

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[Is she...?

He's a little unsure. Riku expected more of the same thing. He's stubborn. He's just talking with nothing to back it up.

But that's not what's happening, is it? He's slow to respond, but when he does, he tentatively takes that hand.

The guilt is still plain to see.]

[action; evening of July 17th]

[fourteen]

[ Gently, very gently, she curls her fingers around his hand. She sniffles again, her tears much slower now, and .... gives his hand a light squeeze -- it's all she can manage -- before she looks him in the eye. Her look is not unkind, though serious. ]

Then we end it here. Riku ... instead of avoiding each other or arguing, why don't we be friends instead?

[action; evening of July 17th]

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[Friends... hah. It feels like so long since they've been on decent terms. It's been a rocky road; he almost forgot how things used to be between them, before everything became so complicated.

After a moment, he nods, albeit slowly.]

Yeah. We should at least try.

[action; evening of July 17th]

[fourteen]

[ She tries a smile. It's tired, but it's there. ]

Then that's what we'll do.

[ She's not sure if this will work... but ... it's better, so much better, than nothing. ]