All That I Feel Is The Realness I'm Faking...

[gothams_dent]

[I wasn't sure how to continue this thread that began at questionorigin's journal, so I'm going to repost her original entry, plus the ensuing thread, here. Credit for co-writing all of this goes to questionorigin. The Crane referred to throughout this is arkhams_dr and the OC Nadine Lewis is knowthenbreak. Also, this is Future!Shatter-verse.]

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[knowthenbreak]

Nadine had no idea about what had gone on in Duela's room. She'd heard a crash, but, well, she was used to things like that. Who knew what had provoked whatever had happened? It would pass. It always did.

She had just finished getting her tea just right and had taken a sip of it when Harvey entered the kitchen. She gave him a slight smile, though it vanished when she really looked at him.

"Harvey," she said quietly, gently, "what's wrong?"

[gothams_dent]

"What's WRONG?!" He ripped the mug from her hands and threw it. As it shattered, he grabbed Nadine by the shoulders.

"You've been fucking around. All these years. Playing me for a fool - him, I could see, YOU - "

Harvey shoved her against the wall. "You're fucking fucked in the head, is that it? Is that your EXCUSE?"

[knowthenbreak]

The taking and breaking of the mug made Nadine gasp, and it was getting shoved into the wall that made her cry out. She looked at him, the pieces not falling together yet.

"What the Hell are you talking about?!"

Somewhere, though, things were starting to click. She did not try to get away, but her shoulders shook a bit. Something in his voice, in his eyes, scared her. There was something not just wrong but wrong. Something beyond any other fight they'd had.

[gothams_dent]

"What the hell do you think?" He growled, tightening his grip on her shoulder, pinching her neck with his fingertips. "Crane. Your little sessions." Harvey banged her head against the wall for emphasis.