...here ya go...
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lavandarlizard2...still another short one. Last partlet for this section.
It's official; my coworkers are trying to either give me a heart attack or a stroke. *sigh* And with that overly-dramatic statement, I'm off to work with wombats.
BFB - Part 085e - Strange Days III
I was awakened by a soft moan.
I sat up, instantly awake, and hunting for the source. It was Duo, of course, struggling in the throes of a nightmare. I dithered for an impossibly long handful of seconds before deciding to take the chance and wake him. I shook him gently and he lunged bolt upright, eyes wide and terrified, a strangled scream on his lips.
“I’m here, baby!” I cried immediately and he... wobbled. He flinched and blinked and looked at me, and then he was in my arms, wrapping himself around me like a blanket, face hidden against my shoulder. “I’m here,” I whispered more gently. “I’m here; you’re safe now.” His whole body shook, but there didn’t seem to be any tears. Maybe he had cried himself out?
“You’re really here,” he whispered finally. It was a terribly painful sound, as if he’d had doubts.
“I am here now,” I murmured in return. I doubt I will ever get past the knowledge that I wasn’t there when he needed me.
“And... and Wufei was here?”
“Yes, he came to ask how you were.”
He was silent for so long, I thought he’d gone back to sleep.
“I hurt him, didn’t I?”
Crap. I’d hoped he might forget that. I still don’t know whatever possessed me to insist that Wufei show us his injuries. Just another moment of stupidity among many these days.
“You didn’t intend to hurt Wufei. Do not blame yourself, angel.” I stroked his hair gently and felt him beginning to relax.
“It... Was it... dark?” he asked hesitantly.
When he defended against Wufei and Trowa?
“Mistress Loquinn put some drops in your eyes; you complained that they burned. You weren’t able to see when you woke up. I think you were scared...?”
He snuggled closer, rubbing his cheek against me.
I drew the comforter up over us once more and wrapped him close. He shuddered briefly and sighed, turning those shadowed purple eyes to me. “I’m so tired...”
“I know, angel; I know...”
“I... remember... I think. Scared... Yeah...” He sighed heavily; it was a sound I would come to know well over the next few days. “I remember... but I don’t remember... Don’t think I was thinking... Just... just reacting... too late.”
“Don’t... Don’t beat yourself up over this, angel. You aren’t to blame for any of it.” I’d repeat that a thousand times until he understood and forgave himself. “She took advantage of you, did a terrible thing. None of what happened is your fault.”
“Yeah...” he whispered. “Who the hell ever asks to be... raped...?”
...tbc...
It's official; my coworkers are trying to either give me a heart attack or a stroke. *sigh* And with that overly-dramatic statement, I'm off to work with wombats.
BFB - Part 085e - Strange Days III
I was awakened by a soft moan.
I sat up, instantly awake, and hunting for the source. It was Duo, of course, struggling in the throes of a nightmare. I dithered for an impossibly long handful of seconds before deciding to take the chance and wake him. I shook him gently and he lunged bolt upright, eyes wide and terrified, a strangled scream on his lips.
“I’m here, baby!” I cried immediately and he... wobbled. He flinched and blinked and looked at me, and then he was in my arms, wrapping himself around me like a blanket, face hidden against my shoulder. “I’m here,” I whispered more gently. “I’m here; you’re safe now.” His whole body shook, but there didn’t seem to be any tears. Maybe he had cried himself out?
“You’re really here,” he whispered finally. It was a terribly painful sound, as if he’d had doubts.
“I am here now,” I murmured in return. I doubt I will ever get past the knowledge that I wasn’t there when he needed me.
“And... and Wufei was here?”
“Yes, he came to ask how you were.”
He was silent for so long, I thought he’d gone back to sleep.
“I hurt him, didn’t I?”
Crap. I’d hoped he might forget that. I still don’t know whatever possessed me to insist that Wufei show us his injuries. Just another moment of stupidity among many these days.
“You didn’t intend to hurt Wufei. Do not blame yourself, angel.” I stroked his hair gently and felt him beginning to relax.
“It... Was it... dark?” he asked hesitantly.
When he defended against Wufei and Trowa?
“Mistress Loquinn put some drops in your eyes; you complained that they burned. You weren’t able to see when you woke up. I think you were scared...?”
He snuggled closer, rubbing his cheek against me.
I drew the comforter up over us once more and wrapped him close. He shuddered briefly and sighed, turning those shadowed purple eyes to me. “I’m so tired...”
“I know, angel; I know...”
“I... remember... I think. Scared... Yeah...” He sighed heavily; it was a sound I would come to know well over the next few days. “I remember... but I don’t remember... Don’t think I was thinking... Just... just reacting... too late.”
“Don’t... Don’t beat yourself up over this, angel. You aren’t to blame for any of it.” I’d repeat that a thousand times until he understood and forgave himself. “She took advantage of you, did a terrible thing. None of what happened is your fault.”
“Yeah...” he whispered. “Who the hell ever asks to be... raped...?”
...tbc...
