177: theatrical_muse 279

Apr 21, 2009 00:25

Schadenfreude.

The day they convicted the people that killed my father and two other DOJ agents, I had a conversation with my ex-boyfriend. Davon had moved south to go to college at LSU, but he had flown back to Baltimore to support me and my family. He was sitting there next to me as they read the verdict, and he wondered why I didn't say anything about it.

"What's going through your head?" he asked me, pulling me aside as we got back to the house. He'd been my friend for seven years and he knew I was off. I've always worn my heart on my sleeve like that.

I shrugged. "That I'm feeling good about the fact that three people are going to live and die in prison. I don't think I should, but I am."

"No different than the fact that they killed your father and two of his colleagues," Davon pointed out. "They're getting what they deserve. They don't deserve to have their lives after they took someone else's."

"And that makes it okay for me to be happy about their torment?" I replied, musing on that.

"I don't see you throwing a party," he pointed out. "These are the people that took your father and two of his friends out of this world before their time. It's okay for you to feel something about that."

"I feel happy about it," I said. "And to be honest? I feel relieved."

Muse: Stark Patrick
Fandom: The X-Files (OC)
Words: 242

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