Re: Taste of Revenge [2/?]
anonymous
June 2 2009, 22:55:51 UTC
“You said you’re going to invest, yes?”
So he was listening. Good.
“And by that you mean you’ll be aiding the banks, right? Giving them money.”
“Well, that’s a way of putting, but-”
“Alfred.”
Arthur took a deep breath, and Alfred knew by past experience he was fighting to keep his temper in check:
“Alfred,” he repeated “You don’t even know why that’s a bad thing, do you?”
Yup. A nightmare, all right.
But, like all nightmares, it ended, eventually. Alfred collected his papers and tried to ignore the extremely un-heroic shake in his hands, waiting for Arthur to come to him and touch his shoulder, say something comforting. He could even start the ranting all over again. Anything. They always talked, after the meetings.
Ok, half the times it was about how badly Alfred had screwed up, but it was normal, it was familiar, and Alfred needed familiar now.
Arthur didn’t come.
He actually made a point of not coming. He held his folder and stopped for half a second by Alfred’s side, and Alfred was opening his mouth to smile and say “now that was awful”, when Arthur turned and walked away. He met Francis by the door.
And then he left.
Alfred stood there, the smile forgotten on his lips.
Someone touched his arm. Numbly, he turned. Matt was looking at him:
“Are you ok?”
He nodded, not trusting his voice to answer. It didn’t matter. Arthur was a selfish douche and Alfred certainly didn’t need his support. He didn’t need anyone. He was about to say that, to invite Matt to go out and drink or something, just so he could prove he wasn’t upset, wasn’t even caring, but Matt just squeezed his arm and left without another word.
Alfred could hear his soft voice outside, talking to- Arthur? Was he still here? And Ivan, maybe, and Francis. But he couldn’t understand the words because they were whispering and, for some reason that had nothing to do with hurt or anything un-heroic and anti-awesome like that, he decided to wait here.
He left the room only when he was sure there wasn’t anyone else outside.
(really, now that things are about to go south, could anyone please beta this for me? Just so I won’t make a fool of myself?)
Re: Taste of Revenge [2/?]
anonymous
June 3 2009, 01:59:13 UTC
OUCH. This fic hurts. In a good way. Sorta. My heart just aches seeing Alfred go through this. You really drive the point home that even though Matthew is concerned for him, Alfred really is alone. I love the little detail about him needing something familiar.
You know, when I first started reading, I thought the rape had already started. You tricked me, anon, and I love you for it. Re-reading the end, though, with Arthur talking to Ivan and Francis, I get a sick feeling in my stomach because I think I know what their discussion entails.
I think you're being a bit hard on yourself. I didn't notice any errors. Granted, I'm not a professional, but that's besides the point. I actually forgot that you said English wasn't your first language until I read your request for a beta. You're doing fine, anon! The problem is, now I'm going to be stalking YOUR fic! XD
OP offers to beta because OP is a greedy creature
anonymous
June 3 2009, 16:16:52 UTC
Yes, yes, oh yesssssss. You can send the stuff to be beta'd to madeofjunk@yahoo.com.sg (so that I won't be found out so soon, fufufufufu) and I would gladly, gladly help you look through it! 8D Oh, I'm so excited!
So he was listening. Good.
“And by that you mean you’ll be aiding the banks, right? Giving them money.”
“Well, that’s a way of putting, but-”
“Alfred.”
Arthur took a deep breath, and Alfred knew by past experience he was fighting to keep his temper in check:
“Alfred,” he repeated “You don’t even know why that’s a bad thing, do you?”
Yup. A nightmare, all right.
But, like all nightmares, it ended, eventually. Alfred collected his papers and tried to ignore the extremely un-heroic shake in his hands, waiting for Arthur to come to him and touch his shoulder, say something comforting. He could even start the ranting all over again. Anything. They always talked, after the meetings.
Ok, half the times it was about how badly Alfred had screwed up, but it was normal, it was familiar, and Alfred needed familiar now.
Arthur didn’t come.
He actually made a point of not coming. He held his folder and stopped for half a second by Alfred’s side, and Alfred was opening his mouth to smile and say “now that was awful”, when Arthur turned and walked away. He met Francis by the door.
And then he left.
Alfred stood there, the smile forgotten on his lips.
Someone touched his arm. Numbly, he turned. Matt was looking at him:
“Are you ok?”
He nodded, not trusting his voice to answer. It didn’t matter. Arthur was a selfish douche and Alfred certainly didn’t need his support. He didn’t need anyone. He was about to say that, to invite Matt to go out and drink or something, just so he could prove he wasn’t upset, wasn’t even caring, but Matt just squeezed his arm and left without another word.
Alfred could hear his soft voice outside, talking to- Arthur? Was he still here? And Ivan, maybe, and Francis. But he couldn’t understand the words because they were whispering and, for some reason that had nothing to do with hurt or anything un-heroic and anti-awesome like that, he decided to wait here.
He left the room only when he was sure there wasn’t anyone else outside.
(really, now that things are about to go south, could anyone please beta this for me? Just so I won’t make a fool of myself?)
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You know, when I first started reading, I thought the rape had already started. You tricked me, anon, and I love you for it. Re-reading the end, though, with Arthur talking to Ivan and Francis, I get a sick feeling in my stomach because I think I know what their discussion entails.
I think you're being a bit hard on yourself. I didn't notice any errors. Granted, I'm not a professional, but that's besides the point. I actually forgot that you said English wasn't your first language until I read your request for a beta. You're doing fine, anon! The problem is, now I'm going to be stalking YOUR fic! XD
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please continue anon, please...
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umm so was this ever conti?
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part 3+
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