Like a woman scorned
10-29-2014, 05:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-29-2014, 05:52 PM by Crucifix.)
? I would stand by it if you asked the children where they wanted to live, Sibelle, but if you challenge for our children, if you take them from me out of what I perceive as spite in the face of me sacrificing everything for you, of every action I have ever taken since you got kidnapped being for you and for you alone, then never come back Sibelle, I will never want you again if your a woman who would hurt someone for sacrificing for you? His eyes where hard, and angry, even as they burned, even as he felt droplets of his salty blood burning against his cheeks. He could not believe Sibelle would do this to this, this was, this was not something he had ever imagined would come to pass, and in the wake of all he had done for her! For challenging for her freedom, for bleeding for her, to giving her space when he thought that was what she needed most. Only a brute would sleep in the same den as a woman who struggled to remember him. Why was she doing this to him? How could she cause him such trouble, and heartache, how could she fight him for helping her. So be it, if this was who she was if, if she was the sort of woman who would abandon her husband, her husband who had been sleeping alone and lost for her, then maybe he didn't want her. He entertained the thought of taking Twig and going to the islands, leaving this world behind and healing his scars, mental and physical, if he did, he was certain he would never return. He was broken inside, she was breaking him, if she did this to him then he would never ever be the same, nothing could ever be the same, and he would never forgive her for destroying him. He would leave this forsaken land, this hating, bitching world that would soon hold nothing for him. |
