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Title: Gretchen
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Donnie Darko
Summary: There are many Gretchens, but he only loves one.
Notes: Vague, I know. ^^;; But, hey!
There a millions of different Gretchen’s.
But, really, Donnie liked his the most.
Sure, 32-year-old Gretchen was fucking hot, but she was tired. She was so, so tired and so unbearably sad. It made his throat tighten up to know that he was the reason why.
She’d stayed there, in Middlesex, after he died. She was always trying to figure out why she felt so….so empty. She was a chain smoker, always squinty-eyed, but nice to the neighbor hood kids. She worked a 9-to-5 at a computer place. It made Donnie’s eyes to water and Frank wouldn’t dare enter it directly.
He never said why, and Donnie didn’t want to ask.
Frank was Frank and if Frank didn’t want to tell him, then that was probably a good thing.
But Donnie thinks she’s too lonely, too unknowingly hurt.
He can’t love her like he loved young Gretchen.
He can’t love the young, 1901 Gretchen either.
Yes, she’s pretty, yes she’s young, but she….she isn’t Gretchen. She doesn’t make his heart race as much, her smile doesn’t make him feel as awkward as he always did around her, and he didn’t feel the need to protect her as much.
He asks Frank why and all Frank does is look down solemnly, but most of all, silently.
It’s all Donnie needs as answer.
Yes, there is more than one Gretchen. But he loves his the most.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Donnie Darko
Summary: There are many Gretchens, but he only loves one.
Notes: Vague, I know. ^^;; But, hey!
There a millions of different Gretchen’s.
But, really, Donnie liked his the most.
Sure, 32-year-old Gretchen was fucking hot, but she was tired. She was so, so tired and so unbearably sad. It made his throat tighten up to know that he was the reason why.
She’d stayed there, in Middlesex, after he died. She was always trying to figure out why she felt so….so empty. She was a chain smoker, always squinty-eyed, but nice to the neighbor hood kids. She worked a 9-to-5 at a computer place. It made Donnie’s eyes to water and Frank wouldn’t dare enter it directly.
He never said why, and Donnie didn’t want to ask.
Frank was Frank and if Frank didn’t want to tell him, then that was probably a good thing.
But Donnie thinks she’s too lonely, too unknowingly hurt.
He can’t love her like he loved young Gretchen.
He can’t love the young, 1901 Gretchen either.
Yes, she’s pretty, yes she’s young, but she….she isn’t Gretchen. She doesn’t make his heart race as much, her smile doesn’t make him feel as awkward as he always did around her, and he didn’t feel the need to protect her as much.
He asks Frank why and all Frank does is look down solemnly, but most of all, silently.
It’s all Donnie needs as answer.
Yes, there is more than one Gretchen. But he loves his the most.