bess d. fawcett (bestzeller) wrote in valesco,
@ 2010-01-25 19:10:00

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Drystan!
Her thighs were beginning to hurt, she'd been digging her elbows into them for so long. Bess' face had been hidden in her hands for--she couldn't tell you how long, as Drystan read over the documents she'd received in the post today. She'd somehow managed not to burst into hysterics, but all she could say was that the shock Chester had put her in had forced the tears away.

He didn't want to be a part of Sadie's life, he wanted to ruin hers. And--and Bess had been very good at not being selfish and self-centered, but she knew for a fact that Chester just...hated that she wasn't his and that he couldn't control her and fuck! Just---fuck!

It felt like the universe didn't want her to be happy. Barely two weeks ago she had been the happiest she'd ever been in her life, and it was crashing down already. Of course, she should be beyond grateful that Drystan was willing to go through these trials with her, but right now all she could think of was how Sadie was going to be affected. Her daughter had this lovely life being set up with her, finally with a father figure who wasn't going anywhere, and a little brother! Already! Sadie loved Drystan and Stephen so much, already, and to throw that monster of a father--

---Chester was not, nor will he ever be Sadie's father.

"I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do," she let out, finally dropping her hands. "I've got--no solid evidence about how really dangerous he is."

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brythonichero
2010-01-26 01:38 am UTC (link)

His mouth quirked upwards, just for a brief second, at her last words, but was quick to clear his face. It did not take much, however, because the frustration that resurged was sobering.

"There must be something," he insisted, dragging a hand through his hair. "Character witnesses? What about—domestic violence? That Hit-Wizard who broke us up at the wedding, he—would—" But he would, what? That was a fight Drystan had initiated, and while it might be true that the man might lie for them, and that his word might be more believable than that of some obscure, absentee father, it was a very weak case.

"Has he ever threatened you in print? Something with cold, hard evidence?" Because the more he thought about it, the more she was right. Bess might win full custody, but if he presented his case just right, Chester was more than able to secure visiting rights, or some other form of contact with Sadie… and that was the last thing they wanted.

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bestzeller
2010-01-26 02:15 am UTC (link)

Bess tensed at 'domestic violence,' and bit her tongue. Since he'd decided to waltz back into her life nearly a two years ago (shit--) Bess had dealt with her strange encounters with Chester by just--ignoring him, or avoiding him, or just...She couldn't admit to herself the things she believed Chester had done to her in fear that finding them to be true would completely devastate her.

"He--a few weeks ago," she started, avoiding Drystan's eyes, "I was at this cafe and he...I don't even know, he had the waitress confunded to think I was his girlfriend, and my chair became stuck to the ground and---he talked of going about things the hard way and..." Bess shivered, crossing her arms.

She felt embarrassed, telling Drystan these things. Like she couldn't protect herself from this idiot she'd made the mistake of falling in love with nearly four years ago.

"And I didn't let him dance with me, he grabbed me and...I can't prove anything else," Bess muttered, slumping back into her previous position the heels of her hands digging into her eyes once again.

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