Valentine's Day }{ Open post

[asap]

WHO || Characters in the log [open or closed]
WHAT || VALENTINE'S DAY
WHERE || ALL AROUND THE CASTLE
WHEN || 2/14
HOW || DO WHAT YOU WANT

It's Valentine's Day! All around people are happily snuggling up with their loved one or drowning their feelings in booze and/or ice cream. Give out cards or chocolate or commiserate with other single people! Whoo Valentine's Day!

Comments

[reallywicked]

"It hurt more than I thought it would. And I couldn't do anything. I couldn't even move." Her hand instinctively goes to rest against where the wound once was. "It happened fast and I..." She glances down, because her pride is just as bad as her temper. "I was scared. I thought I was just going to die on the floor." This may be the most honest Faye has ever been with another person.

"All I kept thinking about was that it wouldn't really matter. Wynn would lose a Knight but no one would really care, right? I'm not used to this. You and me. I know it might be because I can't remember my life before, but it just doesn't feel natural to think that someone might care if I was gone. Everyone here has always been great. Even when I'm a bitch, they just roll their eyes but they're still...there. So I don't get why I always feel like I'm on my own."

[bittersweeter]

"Because you're a dumbass." It's her first instinct, to inject some levity into the situation because as much as Lila will spill her guts all over Sylar, she doesn't like doing it to anyone else. But she understands what Faye means to a T and it makes her skin crawl.

Still, she tries again.

"I get it. I mean, I get feeling like someone is going to just drop you and leave without warning or if you leave, disappear, they won't bother looking for you. Like it's... an acceptable loss." There is definitely a lot of personal experience talking there, she probably won't ever get over being abandoned by her dad. "But if you ever left or died, or something, I would drag your ass back. So I could kill you myself. You made me like you, you don't get to leave now."

[reallywicked]

"It goes both ways. Every time you talk about taking off for Oregon, it sucks. Because I know you'd rather be there. Or least somewhere else with him." It's usually a joke, something easy to brush off when they pretend they're still casual acquaintances. But Faye can't help but feel like Lila could leave...whenever. Maybe that's why it was so easy to believe the story about her being with Sylar when she was actually in Scotland. She just assumes that's how it's going to work one day.

"I'll try to stay alive if you do. And I'll stick around...if you do too." There is nothing she hates more than feeling this vulnerable

[bittersweeter]

Lila could tell her that the one of the only reasons she doesn't leave is because of Faye herself, but that feels like too much. She'd be giving Faye too much leverage and even after all of this she can't bring herself to do that. She never said she was good friend. Her past exploits in friendship had never ended well -- or even been friendships in the first place, usually -- she just can't share those last pieces yet.

But she's trying, so maybe that counts for something.

"I'll stick around, if you do," she agrees quietly. She chooses not the touch the Sylar remarks because Faye is right -- she would rather be with him, but she would also rather be with him here and she already said she was trying to get him to stay.

[reallywicked]

Normal friends would hug. Or maybe get teary eyed and apologize or promise to never fight again. Faye and Lila aren't normal. They don't even like to admit being friends. And all of this? Makes them both uncomfortable. So instead of making a big deal about their little promise to stick around for each other, Faye just flops herself back against the pillows and grabs her phone.

"Hungry? I was thinking about ordering Chinese or pizza or something." Let's just pretend like it never happened, k? K.

[bittersweeter]

"Duh."

When is she not hungry? Spoilers it's never. She is always hungry. Being starving for a few years and you just can't get enough of food. And she is already pulling up the closest Chinese food place on her phone because she has it bookmarked, scrambling across the bed to get comfortable.

"Let's watch Bridget Jones' Diary and do one of those creepy summer camp blood pacts to never end up like hideous cat ladies."

Yeah. They're back to normal.