TFLN Continuations

[notsogroovy]

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[notsogroovy]

It would actually make it a lot worse. Trust me in that.

[aberranthubris]

Would it? Weren't we saying that we should start with an open mind and be candid with each other? What could make it that much worse?

Whatever it is, I will never adore you less. You know that, don't you?

[notsogroovy]

Fond. Adore. Love, even. Those were always the words you gave me. You want to know if you hurt me? Those were the words that hurt.

[aberranthubris]

... how?

[notsogroovy]

How do you think, Charles? even you aren't this obtuse.

[aberranthubris]

Because you wanted something else.

[notsogroovy]

Of course I wanted something else. And don't tell me you never knew because I will come over there and laugh in your face.

[aberranthubris]

Do I need to spell it for you? In addition to having had the worst case of hypocritical ego trip, I also tend to fly with blinds on.

[notsogroovy]

I know all about your ego. I lived with it for years. But even you couldn't have missed this, Charles. Maybe you didn't want to know, but I can't imagine that you never even suspected.

[aberranthubris]

Mind is a powerful thing. Even if something would be obvious,
it often isn't because we're used to thinking it in a different light.

It rings true in everything else that I thought about you. Why not this? Please, don't make me into more of a criminal than I already am.

If I had known about your feelings, do you think I would have acted in such a callous way? You don't seem to think much of me but trust me on this,
I would never do anything to hurt you on purpose.

[notsogroovy]

Do I think you would have kept me firmly in the sister role and tried your best to let me down without ever confronting the issue directly? Yes. Yes, I do.

It wasn't exactly like I was subtle. How many sisters ask their brothers if they'd date them?

[aberranthubris]

How am I supposed to know? I don't have any siblings.

I'm sorry that's what you think of me.

[notsogroovy]

I think you'd let me down gently but awkwardly, that's what I think of you.

[aberranthubris]

I don't know. We'll never know, most likely.

[notsogroovy]

No, I suppose we never will.

[aberranthubris]

And now, do you still feel the same?

[notsogroovy]

Now? Now it's been twenty years and what I said before is still accurate. We don't know each other.

[And she's painfully aware she's sidestepping the question because of course she does. And of course she doesn't. And her feelings for Charles are as complicated as hers for Erik.]

[aberranthubris]

Alright. Perhaps we can start learning each other again.

[notsogroovy]

An unfortunate turn of phrase.

[aberranthubris]

In which way?

[notsogroovy]

Think back to when everything you heard could sound dirty. Now, repeat what you just said to yourself.

[aberranthubris]

... I haven't really thought of myself in that sense for a long, long while.

[notsogroovy]

Probably for the best when you're mostly surrounded by your students and Hank.

[aberranthubris]

I am more thinking the wheelchair. But that's neither here nor there.

[notsogroovy]

I know you. That'd only stop you if you let it.