her stomach drops at his words , leaving her at a complete loss. words that reinforce what she already knows, memories made throughout the years where heâs proved time and time again just how loyal he is. heâs stuck with her through thick and thin and despite that, she keeps running away in fear. insecurities always getting the best of her, the lingering thought that heâll one day realize sheâs too broken to bother with, psyching her out to the point of running away. his actions have never suggested anything for her to rationally jump to the conclusion that heâd hurt her. instead, itâs continuously her actions that hurt them both. âi know, theo, i know,â she whispers, frustrated at herself, âitâs not that i donât want to trust you, i do. thereâs nothing more that i want than to stop running away but i keep getting scared and i know itâs not right, much less fair but i canât help it. everything i said to you that night was true though. despite the fact that i left without saying anything, everything i said before that was true.â she grows quiet for a moment, a cautious gaze falling on him that softens at his words. her instinctive reaction is to look away, put up yet another wall that will allow her to keep some type of power over her emotions. vulnerability not being an emotion she letâs herself deal with and teddy asking her to be honest puts her in a place she rarely allows herself to be in. âcanât we still?â his answer only leaves her in that much more confusion. buried emotions unexpectedly surfacing that night leaving her with more questions than answers. silence fills the air once again as she meets his eyes. a variety of emotions bubbling inside of her as she tries to find the right thing to say before she manages to spit something out. âi canât lose you,â she admits, fear lingering in her tone knowing how much she has to lose, âyouâve always been a part of my life, even when we werenât together, you were still around. and i know you said you couldnât hate me but right now it really feels like you do which i donât blame you, i hate me too. i really fucked up and i donât know how to fix things. i want to so badly.â a dry laugh leaves her lips as tears well in her eyes. âif thereâs anything i wish i could fix, itâd be going back to christmas break and not walking away. that was the dumbest thing iâve ever done and i shouldnât have. i should have been honest with you then just like i should have been honest with you on your birthday instead of leaving in the middle of the night.â chest rises as she takes a deep inhale, exhaling through her nose. âiâm terrified, t. iâm so fucking scared and every time i try to fix things i just make them worse and i canât seem to make it stop.â
       LOYALTY WAS SOMETHING that ran deep in teddyâs blood, always being the one people could rely on, the one people looked to for guidance and strength, and the fact now that he felt so weak from virginia spoke volumes. he was bleeding himself dry for her, hard facts that he would do whatever it took for her, even if it had meant destroying himself. âwhatâs scaring you? thatâs what i donât understand, why you canât you just talk to me? weâve shared so much and yet you feel like you canât just let me know what has you so spooked?â taking a moment, he could tell that what she said was honest, when she had come over and apologized. it was the first time she confronted everything that had happened, something she never did before, but then she bolted in the middle of the night. one step forward, and three steps back. his gaze had drifted out to the night sky, searching for an answer in the stars, only to fall short whenever she posed her question. canât they still? it was loaded with a multitude of meanings, it seemed, and he glanced back over to her with a momentary softness. âif you actually give me answers and stop fucking with my head, yeah, maybe.â he muttered, gritting his teeth as he ran his digits through his messy brown locks. gods, when did everything get so complicated with them? he shouldâve expected as much with the daughter of dionysus, someone who invoked madness and chaos, probably proud of his daughter in the way she broke down someone like teddy, the son of zeus. her admission of being in fear of losing him makes his throat tighten, because never in his life did he imagine it without virginia in it, even after all the shit she pulled him through. âiâll always be in your life somehow, whether it be in memory or not...â he informed her, trying to keep composure, but it was easier said than done as she kept speaking and the tears began to gather on the brim of her warm brown eyes. âi donât hate you, virginia.â he admitted softly, and then the confession of regret left her lips, making his heart skip a beat stupidly. the boy was teetering on the edge of falling into a trap again, he felt it, so he turned towards her and shook his head, âbut you canât, thatâs the problem. you made those choices, no one made you make them...you keep breaking my heart and i donât know how much i have left.â and then he reaches up, brushing a tear off her cheek, but not in a way where he would typically cradle her face. âyou donât think iâm scared? every time you do something like this, itâs terrifying, but you have to communicate. you canât keep running because...i donât think i can keep chasing you.â