What if I’m the only hero left? | Bass and Charlie, | Abandon | G | (AU set at the end of Chapter 1)
For whatever reason, it’s Monoe who decides to follow her when she leaves the group to get some air.
It’s not wholly unexpected if she’s honest. In the last ten months, at least one of boys has kept her in his sights.
…It’s that maybe she’d expected it to be Miles this time.
And just maybe this confirmed something she hadn’t wanted to think about.
"Don't," Charlie warns him, when he catches up. "Whatever you're going to say just...don't."
Monroe somehow manages to remain blissfully silent for almost three minutes. A new record.
"You know, it's not completely her fault, right?" he says, and Charlie's head snaps up.
He doesn’t seem at all surprised to see she’s angry. "Merely, stating a fact, kid. None of us are innocent."
"What you did..." Charlie stops walking, her words slow and deliberate, even as her hands curl into fists at her side.
"I can't even imagine what you put her through. Coz I've seen you go to work on the Patriots. I've seen you kill like it’s nothing. You just get the job done however you can-"
"Charlott-"
"And I admire that. It’s clean and simple. And I can even respect that as someone who's fighting beside you. Especially because you've never apologized for all the shit you pulled, and I don't want you to. Because I'm not one of your victims. I'm not someone for you to pity. You don't owe any apologies to me. You're not a monster. Neither is Miles. You both did things that you can't undo, and you know what? It made you who you are. You're what Miles needs, Miles needs to fight, and I just need to be away from her."
"Charlie," Monroe tries again. "Listen-"
"She left me first, you know. And the truth is there's not even a tiny part of her that came out here because she was worried about me," Charlie shrugs, and looks down at her boots.
"And that shouldn't hurt, but it does. So you just gotta let me feel this way. I gotta have one person who's not waiting for me to explode. One person who doesn't want to fix me. And I will be fine, just give me a moment and then I will do whatever we have to do, okay?"
"Okay.”
Charlie regards Monroe suspiciously, unable to remember the last time she'd won an argument so easily. "Good."
“But you're wrong," he mutters. "The reason I came out here, was to make sure you knew, however messed up it may be… I'm on Team Charlie."
“No,” Charlie says, firmly. “That’s not a thing that’s happening.”
Smirking, Monroe holds out his hand, "Come on, let’s shake on it, make it official."
Charlie's hand flies out lightning quick to slap Monroe on the forehead. "Welcome to Team Charlie."
"Ow."
“Idiot.” _______________
I feel like this should come with the warning that: I can't write. But we need more fills...so. I thought I'd get my hands a little dirty. And now I regret that, but it's done. So I'm just going to back away now...
You get Charlie more than the writers of the comics do, I liked this little moment between them, Charlie venting and Monroe just being there for her. Team Charlie all the way.
Thanks, I was hoping to get something down that felt right. Otherwise my complaining seem very hypocritical.
(I miss when writing was easy. That pull to smoosh words together, undeniable and exciting. Now it's like crap, I don't have the skill to properly write the scene/s in my head...O_o but I'm going to try anyway?)
I like the idea of Monroe being someone who Charlie can be really blunt with, because he knows all the people who cause (/have caused) grief in her life intimately. Tom? One of his worst employees. Jason? Jason was a bumbling idealist. Miles? The things he could tell her about Miles...Rachel? Words can't even describe their relationship properly, and Charlie knows the feeling. Nora? When did she leave the Republic? What stories does Monroe know of her bounty hunter past?
I especially adore the idea of them banding together to stare Miles down when he says something stupid. Or amusing themselves by trying to get Miles laid so he'll stop being stop picking on them so much.
Say, 6mths post Riles break up... they just decide that's it. They can't take much more of being belittled at in the field in front of everyone. So on the next pitstop, some little random town in the middle of nowhere they both slip into wingman mode and set their sights on the nearest pretty barmaid.
I can sort of write, but it feels like a battle... one I'm losing right up until it's posted. Also, I feel better if everyone has low expectations for me, because then I probably can't let them down. Which I know is a ridiculous coping mechanism, but it's mine.
If I can't write then the fact that I did it anyway is practically an achievement of some kind. (Also I like to keep everyone's expectations low, and lower the chance of disappointment)
Anyway - thank you, every time I write now it's a struggle, so it's nice that it's not a pointless one. I'm glad you enjoyed it :D
For whatever reason, it’s Monoe who decides to follow her when she leaves the group to get some air.
It’s not wholly unexpected if she’s honest. In the last ten months, at least one of boys has kept her in his sights.
…It’s that maybe she’d expected it to be Miles this time.
And just maybe this confirmed something she hadn’t wanted to think about.
"Don't," Charlie warns him, when he catches up. "Whatever you're going to say just...don't."
Monroe somehow manages to remain blissfully silent for almost three minutes. A new record.
"You know, it's not completely her fault, right?" he says, and Charlie's head snaps up.
He doesn’t seem at all surprised to see she’s angry. "Merely, stating a fact, kid. None of us are innocent."
"What you did..." Charlie stops walking, her words slow and deliberate, even as her hands curl into fists at her side.
"I can't even imagine what you put her through. Coz I've seen you go to work on the Patriots. I've seen you kill like it’s nothing. You just get the job done however you can-"
"Charlott-"
"And I admire that. It’s clean and simple. And I can even respect that as someone who's fighting beside you. Especially because you've never apologized for all the shit you pulled, and I don't want you to. Because I'm not one of your victims. I'm not someone for you to pity. You don't owe any apologies to me. You're not a monster. Neither is Miles. You both did things that you can't undo, and you know what? It made you who you are. You're what Miles needs, Miles needs to fight, and I just need to be away from her."
"Charlie," Monroe tries again. "Listen-"
"She left me first, you know. And the truth is there's not even a tiny part of her that came out here because she was worried about me," Charlie shrugs, and looks down at her boots.
"And that shouldn't hurt, but it does. So you just gotta let me feel this way. I gotta have one person who's not waiting for me to explode. One person who doesn't want to fix me. And I will be fine, just give me a moment and then I will do whatever we have to do, okay?"
"Okay.”
Charlie regards Monroe suspiciously, unable to remember the last time she'd won an argument so easily. "Good."
“But you're wrong," he mutters. "The reason I came out here, was to make sure you knew, however messed up it may be… I'm on Team Charlie."
“No,” Charlie says, firmly. “That’s not a thing that’s happening.”
Smirking, Monroe holds out his hand, "Come on, let’s shake on it, make it official."
Charlie's hand flies out lightning quick to slap Monroe on the forehead. "Welcome to Team Charlie."
"Ow."
“Idiot.”
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I feel like this should come with the warning that: I can't write. But we need more fills...so. I thought I'd get my hands a little dirty. And now I regret that, but it's done. So I'm just going to back away now...
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(I miss when writing was easy. That pull to smoosh words together, undeniable and exciting. Now it's like crap, I don't have the skill to properly write the scene/s in my head...O_o but I'm going to try anyway?)
I like the idea of Monroe being someone who Charlie can be really blunt with, because he knows all the people who cause (/have caused) grief in her life intimately. Tom? One of his worst employees. Jason? Jason was a bumbling idealist. Miles? The things he could tell her about Miles...Rachel? Words can't even describe their relationship properly, and Charlie knows the feeling. Nora? When did she leave the Republic? What stories does Monroe know of her bounty hunter past?
I especially adore the idea of them banding together to stare Miles down when he says something stupid. Or amusing themselves by trying to get Miles laid so he'll stop being stop picking on them so much.
Say, 6mths post Riles break up... they just decide that's it. They can't take much more of being belittled at in the field in front of everyone. So on the next pitstop, some little random town in the middle of nowhere they both slip into wingman mode and set their sights on the nearest pretty barmaid.
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I can sort of write, but it feels like a battle... one I'm losing right up until it's posted. Also, I feel better if everyone has low expectations for me, because then I probably can't let them down. Which I know is a ridiculous coping mechanism, but it's mine.
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If I can't write then the fact that I did it anyway is practically an achievement of some kind. (Also I like to keep everyone's expectations low, and lower the chance of disappointment)
Anyway - thank you, every time I write now it's a struggle, so it's nice that it's not a pointless one. I'm glad you enjoyed it :D
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