I felt really sadistic, posting this. But just imagine how masochistic it was to write it. And the next part's worse. We'll get through it, though. Thanks for holding on for the ride. ♥
He folds the last of Jack’s shirts, closes the case, and locks it. Then he picks up a smaller bag and heads for the bathroom. Somehow packing up Jack’s toiletries is the hardest part of the job. He thinks of Jack in California, packing his razor, his shampoo, his toothbrush. He thinks of the level of trust it must’ve taken to make such a leap of faith, to pack up his things and leave his home to come here, to Sawyer’s. Then his thoughts stray and he wonders what Jack’s doing now, at this very minute. Is he thinking of Sawyer? Soon he’ll be getting in his car and beginning the drive home. He’ll be wondering what’s for dinner. He’ll be wondering what Sawyer’s wearing, and what they’ll do later on in bed. He’ll be looking forward to coming home. To a home he hates but looks forward to coming back to anyway, because Sawyer is there. Sorry to quote so much but that very nearly made me cry and I am NOT a crier in the slightest bit. This part hurt so incredibly much. Margo is a cold, hard bitch and I hate what she is doing to Sawyer. In a
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I like it that you can see Margo's side, even though she's the "enemy." To her, Sawyer is the enemy, and she's got a valid reason for believing it. But she's also guilty, and she's handling things the cowardly way.
I'm so happy to see you here in my crazy 'verse! *hugs*
(btw, I'm about halfway through Lazy Sunday. Just wanted to let you know I'm reading and enjoying in the rare spare minutes I have these days!)
I knew it couldn't go right for Sawyer, meeting Margo. He's just never had it easy and why should his luck change now? He's still himself.
I can't believe that Sawyer actually packed Jack's things. The image of him physically removing Jack from his life, one item at the time, is heartbreaking.
I can understand Margo, I really do, but her blaming Sawyer for forcing Christian back to drinking, that wasn't pretty. I can see her point, can see herself trying to defend herself by shifting blame, but if there's one thing we've learned about Christian is that he wasn't eager to take responsibility for his actions. Maybe if Jack had cried, maybe if Margo had asked one too many questions, Christian would have started drinking. He didn't need her cheating, but it sure was a handy excuse.
Can't wait to see how Jack will take this. My poor little heart.
That's a good point about Christian. Anything could have sent him over the edge. Hmm, that gives me some food for thought. Thank you for the new perspective!
The next part won't be pretty. That's inevitable. But thank you for being strong enough to take it! *loves*
I think I can safely say you'll get a happy ending. :) But yes, we do have to get through some crises first; Sawyer is just too damaged -- they're BOTH too damaged -- to get to a truly happy place without a lot of turmoil. Margo being Chief Turmoil-Monger, though there's another worm in the apple coming along later.
"Good morning, Sawyer." And with those three words, Sawyer's world crashes down around him. That bitch. That mother fucking bitch.
Powerful stuff, and painful to read, especially when Sawyer begins to pack Jack's things. I've packed things up for someone when a relationship was over, but I did it in anger. That was hard enough, but to remove every last vestige of someone that you love with all of your soul from the home that you have made together - God, what a helpless, hopeless feeling.
It takes a master manipulator to know one... Nail on head, that, and of all the con men Sawyer has known throughout the years since that fateful day on the dock in Knoxville, Margo overshadows them all. Imagine, finding that Jack's mother makes Sawyer's abilities at control and deceit look like the talents of an amateur.
The line which I think broke my heart most? ...he's finally learned what it feels like to have a soul. That's the gift that Jack has given him; the gift he can't accept. You are digging deep into Sawyer's psyche.
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Your icon is perfect for this chapter; that's just the look I imagined on his face as he packed Jack's things. And yes, I realize this isn't/hasn't been an easy fic. Even now, getting to the happy isn't going to be a straight path. Sawyer is DIFFICULT. So is Jack, though he seems to be coming across as the more stable one lately. Pretty amazing, considering what fucked-up parents he had. I wonder which is worse, to have parents who screw with your head your whole life, or to have no parents at all? Our poor boys.
Bless your heart for reading and feedbacking; I know you're frazzled these days. I hope reading feels relaxing, not like a chore. You know I want you to take your time and only read when you can enjoy, right? And no rush on the fb AT ALL! *smooches you and rubs your neck*
Bless your heart for reading and feedbacking; I know you're frazzled these days. I hope reading feels relaxing, not like a chore. Trust me, darlin' - it's no chore at all. I read the 'verse because I love it, even though it is heartbreaking right now, it is heartbreaking in a way well done, and I know it is going to be better in a bit - I just know it.
You know I want you to take your time and only read when you can enjoy, right? And no rush on the fb AT ALL! I know, and as I have already confessed (in a comment to your most recent chapter), I broke my own rule of commenting as I read - I just got so into it the other night, I tore through all of my catch-up reading and...well, I just couldn't comment I was so overcome, but I want to leave fb for each chapter because, as one who also writes, I know how important it is to receive comments; I also give fb because I want/need to give it on this grand undertaking of yours. You have completed a major, major accomplishment and I want to thank you and reward you for your efforts as
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That was wonderful.
*cries*
Um... please, sir, may I have another?
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I'm so happy to see you here in my crazy 'verse! *hugs*
(btw, I'm about halfway through Lazy Sunday. Just wanted to let you know I'm reading and enjoying in the rare spare minutes I have these days!)
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I can't believe that Sawyer actually packed Jack's things. The image of him physically removing Jack from his life, one item at the time, is heartbreaking.
I can understand Margo, I really do, but her blaming Sawyer for forcing Christian back to drinking, that wasn't pretty. I can see her point, can see herself trying to defend herself by shifting blame, but if there's one thing we've learned about Christian is that he wasn't eager to take responsibility for his actions. Maybe if Jack had cried, maybe if Margo had asked one too many questions, Christian would have started drinking. He didn't need her cheating, but it sure was a handy excuse.
Can't wait to see how Jack will take this. My poor little heart.
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The next part won't be pretty. That's inevitable. But thank you for being strong enough to take it! *loves*
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Squee, I'm catching up on French fic tonight! ♥
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Powerful stuff, and painful to read, especially when Sawyer begins to pack Jack's things. I've packed things up for someone when a relationship was over, but I did it in anger. That was hard enough, but to remove every last vestige of someone that you love with all of your soul from the home that you have made together - God, what a helpless, hopeless feeling.
It takes a master manipulator to know one... Nail on head, that, and of all the con men Sawyer has known throughout the years since that fateful day on the dock in Knoxville, Margo overshadows them all. Imagine, finding that Jack's mother makes Sawyer's abilities at control and deceit look like the talents of an amateur.
The line which I think broke my heart most? ...he's finally learned what it feels like to have a soul. That's the gift that Jack has given him; the gift he can't accept. You are digging deep into Sawyer's psyche. ( ... )
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Bless your heart for reading and feedbacking; I know you're frazzled these days. I hope reading feels relaxing, not like a chore. You know I want you to take your time and only read when you can enjoy, right? And no rush on the fb AT ALL! *smooches you and rubs your neck*
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You know I want you to take your time and only read when you can enjoy, right? And no rush on the fb AT ALL! I know, and as I have already confessed (in a comment to your most recent chapter), I broke my own rule of commenting as I read - I just got so into it the other night, I tore through all of my catch-up reading and...well, I just couldn't comment I was so overcome, but I want to leave fb for each chapter because, as one who also writes, I know how important it is to receive comments; I also give fb because I want/need to give it on this grand undertaking of yours. You have completed a major, major accomplishment and I want to thank you and reward you for your efforts as ( ... )
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