What's there to say? : locked to Casper.

[darcyschumacher]

Darcy wasn't good at staving off Casper. He was inviting and kind and all sorts of things that she wasn't used to seeing in a person, so when he seemed to know that there was something happening in her head that she wasn't sharing--and she wasn't likely to share without prompting--he decided to drag her out to coffee

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[watchingsparrow]

What the hell were the idiots doing? This was something that Casper has been asking himself quiet a bit lately when observing his two friends. When they had come back from wherever they had gone, things seemed worse than ever between them

[darcyschumacher]

He was right. If she'd known the reason why he took her out first, it was because Darcy really was easier to get an answer out of when she felt useless and hopeless. There was no point. She liked sharing the misery.

His question brought a flash of everything that happened. She winced, fingers curling around the cup stiffly before she swallowed and shook her head, shutting her eyes as if to steel herself against the onslaught of emotions and memory. Wow, usually it was all the relentless emotion from others that she feared. Right now it was her own.

"I had asked him about his parents a while back and apparently that got him thinking," she said, almost as though it was a joke. Like she was so stupid for bringing it up. "He took me to Davenport and we visited his father's grave and then I watched him put his mother to rest in a hospice care. She was dying of cancer..." Simple. To the point. Minus all the emotion she felt.

[watchingsparrow]

Well, shit... Casper slumped a bit where he sat, momentarily hanging his head. Poor Ford. Oh, Casper knew that Ford would be mad as hell if he knew he was thinking that, but... Yeah. The guy really was grieving, then. That part hadn't really made any sense to Casper, but now he knew this. Now it did make sense.

"And then?" He asked, looking up again. Because obviously that wasn't all. He could see Darcy feeling bad for Ford's sake, but she was suffering for her own sake as well.

[darcyschumacher]

She really didn't want to get into this part of it. She really didn't want to. Darcy felt like she wasn't remember it all straight in her head and that she was trying to make sense out of something completely insane. God, what had happened?

"We got in a fight," she said, swallowing again, "he was up in the middle of the night... openly upset and I tried to be helpful but I don't know what I was supposed to do for him and... it turned into him asking me why I stayed with him and I asked him why he stayed with me and his answer was that he was tired of being lonely. He kept..." she didn't like this part. The part of her that was starting to believe he was right. The part that was making it feel like she wasn't worth it to him. She held back a tear and looked up at Casper, "he kept trying to convince me that I should leave him. And no matter what I said he didn't believe me that I should stay and we ended up at sort of a stand still."