Fic: Sorrow Drips Into Your Heart Through a Pinhole (Juliet, Jack/Juliet, Jack/Kate)
Title: Sorrow Drips Into Your Heart Through a Pinhole
Rating: PG
Summary: There are times when her thoughts can no longer be contained, times that truths she has kept to herself work their way up to the surface and she is left with no choice but to let them out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: Used for un_love_you, prompt #19: This isn't about you at all. Vague spoilers for ‘Something Nice Back Home’.
Juliet doesn’t confess that Jack kissed her for Kate. She doesn’t tell her her suspicions about Jack’s motives for Kate either. She doesn’t do either because she knows that Jack is awake and that he is listening to them. It isn’t about either of them. It’s about her.
She needs to hear herself say these things, outloud. She lives very much in her own head, and while that works to her advantage at times, there are other times that it does her no good at all. There are times when her thoughts can no longer be contained, times that truths she has kept to herself work their way up to the surface and she is left with no choice but to let them out.
On some level, she has always known that Jack loves Kate. On some level, she has always known that a day like this would come. What she says to Kate, and, in a way, to Jack, is an admission of that fact. But it is not for them. It is for her.
Because she knows herself. She knows that if she says these things, she will be stepping outside of her mind, and bringing the truth out with her. And then she will have to face it. And then she will move on.
Rating: PG
Summary: There are times when her thoughts can no longer be contained, times that truths she has kept to herself work their way up to the surface and she is left with no choice but to let them out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: Used for un_love_you, prompt #19: This isn't about you at all. Vague spoilers for ‘Something Nice Back Home’.
Juliet doesn’t confess that Jack kissed her for Kate. She doesn’t tell her her suspicions about Jack’s motives for Kate either. She doesn’t do either because she knows that Jack is awake and that he is listening to them. It isn’t about either of them. It’s about her.
She needs to hear herself say these things, outloud. She lives very much in her own head, and while that works to her advantage at times, there are other times that it does her no good at all. There are times when her thoughts can no longer be contained, times that truths she has kept to herself work their way up to the surface and she is left with no choice but to let them out.
On some level, she has always known that Jack loves Kate. On some level, she has always known that a day like this would come. What she says to Kate, and, in a way, to Jack, is an admission of that fact. But it is not for them. It is for her.
Because she knows herself. She knows that if she says these things, she will be stepping outside of her mind, and bringing the truth out with her. And then she will have to face it. And then she will move on.