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From: cabotine |
Date: December 29th, 2010 06:25 am (UTC) |
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Rowan/Leon
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Oh Gods. Oh Lord and Lady. Ok, ok, think, Rowan.
"Ok, first of all, I'm proud of you for telling him. I know that had to be hard for you, and I'm sorry that Gael freaked out on you. It's still a courageous thing." She looked at Leon. Telling him to calm down would do no good. It would be empty words in a panic time for him.
"Second... Leon, I think that this needs to come from you. Your brother shouldn't be the one to tell your parents. Do... do you want me to talk to him? Call him or something and get him to calm down and talk to you?" ...If I can? "Regardless, Leon... you need to be the one to tell your parents. And Addy. If she finds this out from someone else, there will be nothing you can do to rectify the situation. You're the only one who can tell her how you feel about her. I mean, you have to care about her. Don't you care enough to tell her the truth? She might even understand..."
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"No, no I can't tell them, I- I can't....tell them, they'll- they'll hate me. Oh God," he was going to be living on the streets by summer. What was he supposed to do? He couldn't get a job before then, he wouldn't have a place to stay. "Fuck! God...."
He felt sick, nerves making it impossible for him to stand still as he paced in a little circle. If he just died tonight, he thought, no one would have to be hurt by the truth. They would probably be happier with him gone, too. It wasn't as if anyone here would mourn him. Except, perhaps, Adelaide.
"I can't tell her," he said after a moment, pausing long enough to stare across the room at the bar. He wanted a drink, and somewhere in the back of his fuzzy mind he imagined that if he was drunk, it would hurt less when he died.
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From: cabotine |
Date: December 29th, 2010 07:06 am (UTC) |
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Rowan/Leon
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"Leon, they're your parents. They love you. You have to tell them. They'll be upset if they don't find out from you. If Gael tells them it will make them think the worst. If you tell them, you can at least break it to them gently, and without someone else bringing their emotions into it." She took a breath. "Hell, I'll go with you if you want someone else to be there, if that would be easier for you." He's been such a dick to everyone. Why the hell would I do that for him? Oh. Right. Nice person.
She watched him pace, her eyes filling with further concern and worry. "Do you want me to get you some water? Maybe sit down for a while?" He didn't look ok, not by any stretch of the imagination.
"Leon... you HAVE to tell her. You can't keep lying to her every second you're with her and she thinks that you're straight. The longer you lie to her, the worse it will be when she finds out. You owe it to her to be honest with her and with yourself. Look, I'll help you with this if I can, with anything you need, but you need to be the one to tell people, Leon."
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From: cabotine |
Date: December 29th, 2010 07:57 pm (UTC) |
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Rowan/Leon
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"They won't hate you, Leon." Maybe they would though. She had no idea what kind of people Leon's parents were and if they would do something awful after finding this out. But she switched gears when she saw that he had started crying, saying that everyone will hate him.
"Hey... Leon, come here..." Rowan wasn't exactly high on Leon's friend list, she was sure, but he was in pain, and intoxicated in some form or another, and had just experienced an emotional upheaval. His responses pulled at her emotions and there was only one real response she could even think of that will help. She gently moved to put her arms around his shoulders and pull him in. Not tight, not even very close, but the only think she could think of to do and try and comfort him was... well, to hug him.
"It'll be alright, Leon. It's OK. No one will hate you. I certainly won't. It will be alright, just relax..." She hoped she wasn't overstepping her bounds here, or that he would misconstrue things. She really, honestly and truly, just wanted to help him.
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| From: (Anonymous) |
Date: December 31st, 2010 05:35 am (UTC) |
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Rowan/Leon
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She was...hugging him. He didn't understand why, standing there with a surprised look on his face. He didn't return it at first, instead blinking as he tired to imagine what on earth was going on. But after the shock began to wear off, he slowly returned that hug awkwardly.
He wanted to relax, but every muscle in his body continued to knot up. Still he clung to her for a moment, despite the shaky feeling in his arms.
"Sorry..." He said, a little calmer, but still clearly agitated. He wasn't really one for running to people, he realized, but Rowan was shockingly easy to turn to. Much to his own chagrin.
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From: cabotine |
Date: January 10th, 2011 02:41 am (UTC) |
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Rowan/Leon
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She was surprised when her returned the hug, actually. Rowan had not been expecting that from him, really. Leon was just so... prickly. He never let anyone in, really, and put up all those things to drive people away, or into a frenzy. She supposed that Adelaide was probably one of the few people that actually got close to him.
So when she felt his arms around her, she tried to convey without words a sense of calm, and of understanding. Also of friendship. Because even though Leon wasn't exactly the kind of person that Rowan would normally choose to hang out with, there was a sense here that maybe she could help him and maybe - just maybe - they might actually get along during this trying time. Also, after.
"Don't worry about it. It'll be alright." She sighed a little, more for the situation than anything else.
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