May 05, 2011 01:03
She's...
[Al's voice is soft, but thick. Not with tears, but with pain that somehow is beyond that. A numbness, a helplessness. He normally sounds so together, like he has everything under control, but right now he's small again. Small and utterly lost.]
Mom's gone.
[Click.]
where's winry when you need her,
need to go break shit,
there are no psychiatrists,
letting go ain't so easy,
he's still a kid deep down,
mother,
being an adult is so freaking hard,
sick of saying goodbye,
moment of weakness,
that is the sound of his heart breaking,
well that's just great
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... yes?
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... if you need anything, I am here.
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I know. I'm not alone.
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Of course. I can bring you one.
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[Rachel sits next to him, shoulder to shoulder, smoothing out her skirt as her legs slide in front of her.]
I... [And she looks over, frowning slightly.] Edward told me -- when I was last here, what happened to her. I'm... sorry. I know it must be painful, but -- she loved you, very much.
[Rachel's mom is... well. She doesn't quite know.]
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Across time, and worlds. She knew how much we needed to see her again, how much we wished for it. Somehow.
I think -- I think seeing her was a gift.
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[It's quiet, and Rachel fiddles with the edge of her shirt.]
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[Without hesitation -- Rachel's head is like a massive iTunes library.]
It's a beautiful song.
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I like hearing it sometimes, when I can't sleep.
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