rigging: (right yeah of course.)
Jᴇssᴇ Fɪɴᴄʜ ✗ ([personal profile] rigging) wrote in [community profile] kore_logs 2013-07-02 09:42 pm (UTC)

Can't just snap his fingers and make it better. Yeah, that's familiar, and Jesse wraps his arms around himself.

For a minute, he's quiet. And then he makes his way over to Ghoul, slowly, and sinks down to sit right next to him, crossed legged and hoodie swallowing him up. Maybe he's full of holes, but so is Ghoul. And it's not fair to expect Ghoul to be better when he can't even get there himself. Ghoul's lost a lot - Jesse knows he has, but he still won't let Ghoul drown in his hurt. That just makes it worse. Neither of them say anything for a while, and then finally Jesse speaks up, voice soft.

"Ain't expecting you to magically be better, Fun Ghoul. S'not what I said." Jesse says, voice strained from the effort it's taking to even just - be awake, right now. "What I said was what you're doing ain't helping you. You wanna be dead, that - ain't okay with me. I don't want y'dead. There's people who don't. Your boys wouldn't. You can, if you want. I wouldn't stop you, but y'know you'd probably just come back, and then it'd be even worse."

Deep breath. "All I'm sayin', Ghoul? All I'm sayin' is you ain't alone. Don't matter how much you insist y'are. I'm 'round. That means something, motherfucker." You know, since you killed him - the fact that he's trying so hard should say something.

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