really? because last i saw you were using your powers to end the world.
so what, some guy manipulates you and you decide fuck it, the entire world should end? because what, dad lied to you? ignored you? decided that when you wern't perfect to toss you aside?
join the club vanya, because in that regard? your not special
[ The gloves are off, and he doesn't pull his punches. She wants to blame him for Leonard? Fine, but he's not taking sole responsibility. He wasn't solely to blame for all the bullshit that she went through. Reginald was. Leonard was. Luther was. Allison and Five and Diego were.
Vanya has been avoiding asking that question since she got here. Did she decide any of it, did she want it? Did she want to kill them because they ruined her concert?
God, yes.
She stabs at the screen, listening to her heart beat in her ears, feeling the rage consuming her.]
you spent all this time trying to kill yourself and too afraid to do it
[None of this feels like a wish. Who wants to be this angry? Who wants to feel blind rage that he managed to get the last word? She can't think of a response and decides just not replying is enough of a fuck you to make do, but--
But. A few minutes later, when the anger finally starts to leave her body, she replays the texts in her head. When did she get like this, so quick to anger, quick to hurt? This isn't who she was - not before, not on her meds, so who is she now?
Who is she?
An asshole, and a bad sister, and the guilt is enough to choke on, too much to ever put into words. She couldn't figure out how to apologize for losing control and accidentally-ish hurting him, how does she apologize for intention?
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so what, some guy manipulates you and you decide fuck it, the entire world should end? because what, dad lied to you? ignored you? decided that when you wern't perfect to toss you aside?
join the club vanya, because in that regard? your not special
[ The gloves are off, and he doesn't pull his punches. She wants to blame him for Leonard? Fine, but he's not taking sole responsibility. He wasn't solely to blame for all the bullshit that she went through. Reginald was. Leonard was. Luther was. Allison and Five and Diego were.
It wasn't just him. It never had been just him. ]
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Vanya has been avoiding asking that question since she got here. Did she decide any of it, did she want it? Did she want to kill them because they ruined her concert?
God, yes.
She stabs at the screen, listening to her heart beat in her ears, feeling the rage consuming her.]
you spent all this time trying to kill yourself and too afraid to do it
you shouldve died instead of ben
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stick around long enough and you'll get your wish
[ Before throwing his phone across the room and burying his face into his pillows, trying to shut out the world. ]
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But. A few minutes later, when the anger finally starts to leave her body, she replays the texts in her head. When did she get like this, so quick to anger, quick to hurt? This isn't who she was - not before, not on her meds, so who is she now?
Who is she?
An asshole, and a bad sister, and the guilt is enough to choke on, too much to ever put into words. She couldn't figure out how to apologize for losing control and accidentally-ish hurting him, how does she apologize for intention?
She probably never will.]