He's shouting, at least. And part of me wants to stop, wants to fall down, wants to let the tears loose and dissolve into pathetic sobs that no one should ever have to witness.
That wouldn't be becoming of a pirate, of the first mate.
Is that who I was?
I feel sick, scared, angry and disgusted with myself. Something's wrong, and I should just tell Jou that something's wrong, something's making me feel this way and it's not natural, but I can't.
I can't bring myself to trust him anymore. And I'm not sure why.
"You're in enough danger." I grit out, turning the door knob. "You're in enough danger as it is, without me here. You think, you think Basco's body would have ended up here if it weren't for me?" The door opens behind me, and I do possibly the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life, never mind just tonight, when I take my cell phone, and the stupid pirate phone thing as well, out of my pocket, dropping them together onto the welcome mat before I turn and start to run.
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Date: 2012-07-28 07:41 pm (UTC)That wouldn't be becoming of a pirate, of the first mate.
Is that who I was?
I feel sick, scared, angry and disgusted with myself. Something's wrong, and I should just tell Jou that something's wrong, something's making me feel this way and it's not natural, but I can't.
I can't bring myself to trust him anymore. And I'm not sure why.
"You're in enough danger." I grit out, turning the door knob. "You're in enough danger as it is, without me here. You think, you think Basco's body would have ended up here if it weren't for me?" The door opens behind me, and I do possibly the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life, never mind just tonight, when I take my cell phone, and the stupid pirate phone thing as well, out of my pocket, dropping them together onto the welcome mat before I turn and start to run.
I want to hide. From all of them.
From myself.