Running Very Late - reluctantdagny

[lapsedsaint]

It had been an unexpectedly long day. A day that he would have preferred to not experience again. It was little wonder that Dagny had no desire to go back to the doctor's. He didn't want to go back, either. And he was only there for an interview and to go over paperwork

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[reluctantdagny]

She was curled up on the couch, with Mista Bones watching a movie with a bowl of popcorn. She had given up waiting for him, so she finished up the dishes and dropped off the left overs to her down stairs neighbor. Now in her pajamas, she sipped her tea and watched Charles Bronson look all bad ass in the dessert.

When the buzzer sounded, she frowned and got up off the couch. Stroking Bone's head, she brushed a dread from her face and walked to the door. Opening it up, she stared at John, and then the flowers. He was the last person she expected to see, and was not impressed by his presences.

"Yeah?"

[lapsedsaint]

When he saw her in her pajamas, he sighed softly and lamely held the flowers out for her. "I'm sorry."

[reluctantdagny]

"Thank ya fer da flowers." She took the flowers, and smelled them and then turned to walk into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase.

[lapsedsaint]

He stood in the doorway for another moment, then came in and closed the door behind him. He moved just to the edge of the kitchen and watched her, his hands in his pockets.

[reluctantdagny]

She wished she could read his mind, right now she really doesn't trust him. Not that she has a reason to all things considering. Even if she could read him, would she actually be right about reading him? Once again she felt that stab of panic and fear, when she realized how defenseless she is. She certainly can't depend on him.

Tilting her face up, she kissed his cheek and smiled. "Ah know, John."

[lapsedsaint]

He sighed softly and turned his attention back to the movie. After a few moments, he spoke softly. "No, you don't. And I don't blame you. You have no reason to. I only seem to hurt you."

[reluctantdagny]

"Ah dunno who you is, John. Dunno at all. Ah like ya a lot, always try ta be honest wit ya, but ah don't get de same from ya. Ah can't even tell iffen ya lyin' ta me." Shrugging she looked down at the couch between them. Taking a deep breath, she finally sighed.

"Ya got dis loyalty to ya job, which is . . . noble ah guess, but it don't leave much time fer anyone else."

[lapsedsaint]

He looked over at her and licked his lips, then looked back at the television. "It is the only thing I have, Dagny. It's the only thing I have had for a long time. You cannot ask me to just change. I'm trying. I don't expect you to make it easy for me, there's no reason you should. But a little consideration that shit happens would be nice."

[reluctantdagny]

Throwing the lock, she kicked the door, and snared out a curse. Infuriated at him but mostly at herself for being such a fucking sap, she stormed through the apartment turning off the tv. Grabbing a bottle of beer she walked back to her bed room and sat down to drink herself to sleep.

Fuck him.