From: yevgeni	Date: January 17th, 2011 03:03 am (UTC)		(Link)

Yev felt comfort for the first time in a long time, he was relieved to have it off his chest. It was no longer his secret alone.

"Yes," he said quietly. "I do not want to ever be like them. I do not want to hurt people the way that they have."

	From: babalon	Date: January 17th, 2011 03:34 am (UTC)		(Link)

"They're not all terrible," Emilie said, her tone defensive. Though it was debatable that she was defending them for selfish reasons. She had more in common with Stas and Kaz than Yev. More often, she was worse.

Though never to Yev. He was too soft and she felt... somehow obligated to protect him. Maybe it was because having been close to Anastas connected her to Yevgeni somehow, like a sort of dysfunctional unofficial family. You watched out for your friend's siblings. ...Even if you didn't consider yourself friends with them anymore.

"Then don't," she shrugged. "It's not that hard."

Like she was one to talk.

	From: yevgeni	Date: January 17th, 2011 04:03 am (UTC)		(Link)

"I know that they're not all terrible," he said simply.

"I'm so afraid that there is something inside me, something that will snap," his voice was hushed but there was a fear and an urgency there. What if there was something in his blood, something in his genes that would make him like the rest of them? Like his father.

	From: babalon	Date: January 17th, 2011 08:03 am (UTC)		(Link)

Emilie sat upright like a shot, her free hand flat on the grass next to her, the other still holding the music box. She leaned close, examining his face for a reaction. "Inside you? I don't believe it for a second."

She smirked now, her head tilting ever so slightly in thought. "You don't have a malicious bone in your body, Bambi."

	From: yevgeni	Date: January 20th, 2011 04:16 am (UTC)		(Link)

Yev couldn't help but laugh at Emilie's inspection. "If you are so sure Emilie, then perhaps I should stop worrying about it." He offered a meek smile.