abyssdressing | (no subject)

Babe, all I wanted was to be with you, alone, in peace for once.

And again, you know how I feel about kids. [Disappears inside the closet, rummaging for something.]

[ flops down on the bed, having given up on looking for clothes. ]

And who's to say that Asch would be in our business all the time? She enjoys wandering around this place talking to people. It would be months before she would really need someone to care about her.

Yeah, and those months are the ones I'm dreading. Then we'd have to be in charge of her the whole fucking time, with her pains and then childbirth. And then not only would have have to take care of her, but also that baby.

Fuck no. I don't even want a child with you, and I adore you. What makes you think I want a pair of strange kids? [And pulls out his old messenger bag which he used to always carry around before he got domesticated ):]

...I'm glad I've changed back to this way.

[You've spiked his curiosity as to why, but he's not going to give into it. He's just going to walk around, and gather what's his.]

I can't believe you're doing this.

[First thing's first. He's going to grab the laptop and stuff it into his bag, going for medicines after. You know what this means! He's going to be a dumbass again and get hurt often] If I stay, I'm going to be always in a bad mood, and I'll make her uncomfortable. I'll just go somewhere else, and avoid both me and her the bad times.

I really thought I knew you better. I thought you would be a little more accepting of the girl and at least allow me the courtesy of taking care of her by myself.

I do believe my respect for you has been shattered.

The fact that I'm giving you this house doesn't say anything?

See? Shouldn't have come back...

It doesn't mean anything if you're not staying with me.

Stop acting like a fucking victim when you've done this to yourself, you selfish bastard.

Nothing I do ever means anything to you. Whatever I do is wrong.

And I'm just saying how I feel. Is that wrong too?

Fucking stop with that shit, Luke. Your guilt tripping gets old very fast.

...Uh, yeah.

[Luke has no idea what the hell is going on. All he knows is that he can't breathe, he's angry and that his eyes are watering. He dashes quickly out of the room to go look for Sandwich.]

[ isn't going to follow him, his hands coming up to cover his face while he tries to fight back his own anger and tears that desperately want to fall. he didn't want this to happen... but it couldn't be helped. ]

[Once he finds the cat, Luke holds him tightly and with trembling hands. He returns to the room, his brain all messed up for who knows what reason today. He just feels anxious and panicky] Maybe we should break up.

[ through his hands. ] Maybe we should.

[Grins, still shaking] You'll be so much better without me!

Not really.

I can't make you happy, I can't give you the kids you want, I always mess up with you. Hahah...I'm such a goddamn--God, hah, Why did I bother coming back? I fucking knew this was a mistake!

You can make me happy, Luke. It's just... This! [ takes his hands off his face, gesturing wildly. ] I can't just abandon a girl that needs my help. Stop with the questioning why you came back shit.

And I'm not saying no! I'm giving you the goddamn house so you and her can live in peace and without watching me mope the whole day!

God made a huge fucking mistake. I know it...I'm going to correct it myself.

Can't you see how wrong that is? You're going to make yourself miserable for no reason. Why are you acting like a spoiled child over this? Hell, Asch is twelve and she's acting more mature.

[ sits up, glaring at him. ] Don't you dare kill yourself.

You don't have to worry about me anymore. I'll be out of your hair.

But I'll be heart broken that my best friend is dead. That every one I've ever bothered to care for in my life has died.

I don't want to be your friend...I can't. It'll hurt going back to that.