Two Truths and a Lie (c)

[Goblin]

((Oh gosh, I'm dying of angsty suspense.))

He watched her for a couple moments, aching at how much he loved every damn movement she made, even her fingers buttoning her shirt. At last, he went hunting for his own clothes and slowly got dressed again, smoothing his hair down, wiping sweat from his face, and generally trying to look like he hadn't just completely immersed himself in the woman he loved when he should have been stepping out of her life forever. He didn't know how she could even let him touch her. He didn't know why he'd given into it. Most of all, he wished he didn't desperately want to do it again.

[Script]

((Oh, it's gotta build ))

Maggie slid off the bed to pull on her skirt. When they were both dressed, she shook a hand through her hair before turning to him, biting her lip. "Sebastian, I--I love you. So, so much. I love you more than anything." She lifted her eyes to his.

[Goblin]

He winced, wishing for once that he couldn't read people's body language and pick up on emotions. "I know," he said softly. "But." And he let it hang, because the rest was obvious. He knew what he'd done, and what she'd have to do. He just wished she hadn't done it like this.

[Script]

She swallowed, watching his face. "I--I just need time Sebastian. To figure things out. Without you." She licked her lips, willing herself not to tremble. "We should take a break."

[Goblin]

He nodded, amazed that she was actually nervous about telling him this. She was letting him off so lightly he could hardly believe it. He wouldn't have blamed her if she'd screamed at him, cried, hit him multiple times, possibly even hired someone to assassinate him...and she was saying they needed to take a break.

And saying it nicely.

There would never be any possible universe in which he even remotely deserved her.

"Just...take care of yourself, Maggie," he said a bit shakily, just managing not to fall apart right in front of her. "You deserve so much better than any of this. You know that, right?"

[Script]

She didn't say anything right away. He wasn't going to fight for her. She wanted him to fight for her. To tell her she was wrong, that he loved her, that he wasn't going to let her go. That he wasn't going to give up on them.

But he was giving up. He was giving her up without a fight. Because she wasn't worth one.

"I'll be here, Sebastian. I'll still be here. I don't--" Want to lose you "want us to just ignore each other. We live in the same house. I still love you. So much. You know that, right?"

[Goblin]

"I know," he managed to say...but he didn't know, not really. He'd never quite understood why she loved him, and he sure as hell didn't understand how she could love him now. She might think she did--she might be desperate for someone to love, to hold onto, after all she'd been through, and he'd been right here, giving her what she needed--but when she really thought about it, when she had a chance to pull herself together, she'd probably regret it. And hate him with all her heart. And move on.

He didn't want to be around for that. He could barely look her in the eye as it was. And he was never good at confrontations anyway--he'd spent his whole life training himself to avoid them. So he didn't argue with her decision...just gave her one last look and said, "I love you, Maggie," and rested his hand on her arm briefly before he walked out of the room.

[Script]

She didn't turn as he walked past her to the door. She kept her back to him, shoulders slumping. She couldn't watch him leave. She didn't want her last image of Sebastian to be of him walking out the door, and out of her life. She stood there a long time before she let the heartbreak consume her.

She fell back onto the bed they'd made love in and cried.

((Holy Jesus.))

[Macbeth]

((AND LET THE ANGST BEGIN. ))

[Script]

((I totally want to do a Script/Wraith bonding thread.))

[Macbeth]

((YES. ;D I'm off to bed now, but we should do one tomorrow!))

[Script]

((Done! I'll post one, just look for it )