Miserable At Best Chapter Six

[wh_mermaid]

Villa wipes his hands against his jeans, palms already wet with perspiration. This idea was grand and inspiring a day and a thousand miles away, but in the present, he is scared. His mind is a steady stream of ‘what ifs’ like what if Silva had already moved on, what if Silva hated his guts, or what if Silva just slammed the door in

Comments

[sparksfly7]

I'm really late but I just have to say that I love this fic - I felt so bad for Silva thinking that he was a whore and David didn't love him and he doesn't deserve David's love anyway. But your moments of crack are so great - "freckled bringer of fried foods", "bitchfacing progeny", Olalla saying how Patricia knows the way to her heart with the ginger cookies :P

there was a lot of angst but it worked out in the end and I'm really happy :D I love the way you write, especially that paragraph about what love is, and how you describe your characters. great job :D

[domster07]

I can not believe I didn't comment the 1st time I read this! My bad.
Girl, you made me cry again! From Silva calling himself a whore (grrrr), to Villa realizing what he finally had lost, his family, the team, the love you so beautifully described...I cried for it all.
Thank you for a hopeful ending, I don't think my heart could've taken anything else.

[seniseviy0rum]

oh.my.god.
i wish i could write a long comment about how much i love this fic, but i'm speechless right now. it made me fell in love with silvilla even more.

thank you for writing this! <3