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Post by Phoenix on Apr 21, 2009 9:29:34 GMT -5
Phoenix chuckled bitterly.
"What does?" she asked harshly. "What could possibly mean anything?"
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Post by Benno on Apr 21, 2009 15:17:47 GMT -5
"Sat I am not knowinks" he replied truthfully and clenched his hands "vat I am knowinks, is sat I am goinks to see my brudder-" he looked down at Phoenix even if she didn't look back up at him "-vone last time."
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Post by Phoenix on Apr 21, 2009 16:39:33 GMT -5
She didn't look up, but her hands tightened their grip on him.
"Don't," she said faintly. "Don't let him... he'll hurt you."
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Post by Benno on Apr 21, 2009 17:32:31 GMT -5
Ben looked down at her "He von't, I'll-"
Do nothing because you're useless, you couldn't muster up the will to kill him if you wanted to.
"I haf to do somesink..."
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Post by Phoenix on Apr 21, 2009 17:41:43 GMT -5
Phoenix raised her tear-stained face to his.
"I can't lose you, too," she said.
But even as she said it, even as she looked, she knew she'd lost him anyway. If her own horror at seeing his brother in his face didn't get them... his disgust would.
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Post by Benno on Apr 21, 2009 17:48:45 GMT -5
He lifted a trembling hand to her face "You von't" he closed his eyes and inhaled "sis is all my fault" he whispered "I should haf nefer made you change, I should haf, if, we, I-"
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Post by Phoenix on Apr 21, 2009 17:58:55 GMT -5
Phoenix shook her head.
"No," she said. "You didn't. You just showed me... you told me... It was he who hurt me. And I was me who tried to... who tried to make you like me."
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Post by Benno on Apr 21, 2009 18:04:02 GMT -5
He was crying now, he couldn't help it, it made him feel so weak, and he couldn't be weak right now, not for Phoenix.
"Mein leibling" he sniffled "Ich liebe Sie... I love you."
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Post by Phoenix on Apr 21, 2009 18:07:34 GMT -5
Despite everything, Phoenix's heart swelled and she threw her arms around him, burying her face in the crook of his neck.
"Ben," she sobbed. "I love you, too."
She didn't see how this could possibly be okay. Ever. But... but... she so desperately wanted it to be. She wanted to be lovable after this.
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Post by Benno on Apr 21, 2009 18:14:45 GMT -5
((Ben is so simple, it's endearing.))
He tried desperately to hold back the tears, he didn't feel like he had the right to be crying. His arms were strong, but loose enough that if she wanted to move away, she could. He truly believed that in the end everything was going to work out, that he and Phoenix would be happy, that his brother would get what was coming to him.
He didn't understand how one person could do something so evil to another person. In his mind he couldn't find a reason to, there wasn't one.
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Post by Phoenix on Apr 21, 2009 18:25:11 GMT -5
She would try. Really hard. She would try to be worthy of a love this simple, this basic. She had to. Because suddenly there didn't seem to be anything more important, or real, than that. Phoenix had thought the Emcee dangerous, but she hadn't understood just how. She'd found him alluring, sexy. She'd respected him. She hadn't feared him. He'd helped her, after all. He'd helped to make her what she was--and that was a woman who could run a club like the Kit Kat without his help.
She didn't understand, either. But she knew she'd been wrong, somewhere.
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Post by Benno on Apr 21, 2009 18:42:49 GMT -5
He kissed her forehead and lifted her head "Are you hungry?"
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Post by Phoenix on Apr 22, 2009 11:17:44 GMT -5
She nodded, and then laughed uncomfortably.
"I shouldn't be, should I?" she said. "I shouldn't be able to eat."
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Post by Benno on Apr 22, 2009 20:11:08 GMT -5
He ran a soft hand down her cheek and sniffled "I learned how to make spaghetti."
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Post by Phoenix on Apr 23, 2009 10:24:48 GMT -5
Her heart swelled at those words. They were so Ben; tender and irrelevant and sweet.
"I'd like some spaghetti," she said softly, reaching up to squeeze his hand.
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