Private Entry.
OOC: WARNING. This entry contains MAJOR spoilers through volume ten of Pet Shop of Horrors. MAJOR. FREAKING. SPOILERS. Also, there's back story for D in here. If you are planning to read this series or are not finished with it yet and do not want spoilers, clicking that cut is a bad idea.
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I had the strangest dream about Leon last night. It's one I haven't had in a long time. I was there in Los Angeles with him and his little brother, back before everything blew up and I had to leave. We were sitting on the couch together, Leon and I, and Chris had fallen asleep on the floor in front of the TV. I remember that I was very tired, in my dream, and as we watched TV I fell asleep.
When I woke up awhile later, I was leaning on Leon and he was asleep with his arm draped over me and a small smile gracing his lips. It was the strangest thing how peaceful it all felt, even with his infernal snoring.
Perhaps that is the sort of like I am longing for. It doesn't happen often, but I guess there's a chance that Grandfather could be wrong, and I could have that sort of life. It's hard to imagine Leon ever betraying me, though it certainly no less than I would deserve for having run from him.
I can hardly believe what a coward I am. When the ugly truth was exposed, I did not have the courage to face either him or myself. I've lied to us both for so long.
Maybe... maybe it's time I stopped running and let him find me. The FBI certainly won't be able to get to me here, not with Grandfather's contacts in the government and in the yakuza. I feel safe here. I'm tired of the killing and the running and the heartache.
If only I could just get myself to admit to anything else, or to stand up to Grandfather. *sigh*
Leon... find me. I know that explosion didn't kill you.
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I had the strangest dream about Leon last night. It's one I haven't had in a long time. I was there in Los Angeles with him and his little brother, back before everything blew up and I had to leave. We were sitting on the couch together, Leon and I, and Chris had fallen asleep on the floor in front of the TV. I remember that I was very tired, in my dream, and as we watched TV I fell asleep.
When I woke up awhile later, I was leaning on Leon and he was asleep with his arm draped over me and a small smile gracing his lips. It was the strangest thing how peaceful it all felt, even with his infernal snoring.
Perhaps that is the sort of like I am longing for. It doesn't happen often, but I guess there's a chance that Grandfather could be wrong, and I could have that sort of life. It's hard to imagine Leon ever betraying me, though it certainly no less than I would deserve for having run from him.
I can hardly believe what a coward I am. When the ugly truth was exposed, I did not have the courage to face either him or myself. I've lied to us both for so long.
Maybe... maybe it's time I stopped running and let him find me. The FBI certainly won't be able to get to me here, not with Grandfather's contacts in the government and in the yakuza. I feel safe here. I'm tired of the killing and the running and the heartache.
If only I could just get myself to admit to anything else, or to stand up to Grandfather. *sigh*
Leon... find me. I know that explosion didn't kill you.