My Shattered Mirrors Fall

tw: victim-blaming / dismissing hurt.  change pronouns / wording as needed

“You deserved better.”

“You’ve lost a lot, haven’t you?”

“I mean, you hurt them a lot, too.”

“I won’t hurt you the way they did.”

“You deserve to feel safe. And happy.”

“There’s nothing wrong with being wary.”

“You never shouldn’t been treated that way.”

“They aren’t here. they can’t hurt you, again.”

“How long are you going to let this affect you?”

“I know you don’t trust me, yet, and that’s okay.”

“I’m sorry. I want to earn your trust back. Please.”

“No, I’m not upset with you, why would you — oh.”

“You’ve been through a lot. It’s okay. We’ll take it slow.”

“Why can’t you just get over it? It happened so long ago.”

“You haven’t said a word since it happened. Are you okay?”

“You’re still healing. It’s only natural you don’t trust anyone, yet.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell someone what you were going through?”

“What happened to you was unfair… it’s okay to be angry about it.”

“Do you think you’ll ever be able to forgive them for what they did?”

“You’re a better person than they ever were, and this just proves it.”

“If you ever want to talk about it, you know I’ll always be here to listen.”

“You’re safe here. I know it’ll take you a while to believe it, but you are.”

“Just because they hurt you doesn’t mean everyone else is out to get you, too.”

“I know you’ve been hurt in the past, and I promise, I’ll never let that happen, again.”

— “Emotions can grant you strength. But you must never let them overpower you.”

A faint flush broke out on Weiss’ cheeks — half in embarrassment at the compliment, half in irritation at the entire situation. Liane wasn’t budging this time. Which was worrisome. Normally she would have proverbially tapped-out by now. This time was apparently different.

Self-assured, though? No. Weiss knew herself…knew who she was and what she stood for. But she was also terribly self-conscious. Horribly insecure. And this was picking at scabs that had only just begun to heal.

“Is that what you think?” Weiss scoffed, finally reaching the door and grasping the handle, once more. “Or are you simply flattering me in hopes I’ll be more amicable to this pointless interrogation?”

Pushing the door open, she hurried inside, silently thankful that no one was in the long hallway. The fresh air had been spoiled by this interaction, so back to her room she would go. Too bad it was a long walk, with plenty of time to be harassed further. Since the other clearly wasn’t letting up anytime soon.

“That’s a bold assumption to make, if so.” Weiss was tired, aggravated, and just wanted to scream. But that wouldn’t be very appropriate for her position. So, she swallowed it down and took off down the hall. “Sure, I know who I am, I know what I want, and I won’t take failure as an answer…but self-assured? That sounds almost narcissistic.”

“Only narcissistic if you make it narcissistic.”

Despite how undeniably frazzled Weiss was, Liane remained cool and calm. Her entire posture screamed laissez-faire, what with her hands in her pockets and how placid her stride was. She pursed her lips in thought as she mulled over what Weiss was saying.

“Both can be true, you know. That it can be what I think and that I’m also voicing it to butter you up. They’re not… ah, what does Ren say… درست روی نوک زبانم است… mutually exclusive! That’s it.” Liane nodded confidently. See? She could pick this stuff up.

“That’s one of my own insecurities, if it helps,” Liane offered. “Common is my second language. Mistrali is my third. And I didn’t really use either until I started attending Haven back in the day.” As if that wasn’t just a handful of years ago. “I’m still not as fluent as I like. I struggle with the more complicated words and concepts. I know them, but putting them into words…”

Liane made a face as if she had just tasted something sour.

“It can be difficult for me. Makes me feel dumb. I’m self-conscious about it.”

Rubbing at her brow to alleviate a bit of the pain, she shook her head in exasperation. What had she done to deserve this today? She was already weary of this interaction. But it didn’t seem to be ending anytime soon. At least not while she voiced her displeasure of it all. Maybe she should just…treat Liane like she treated Ruby? Hmm…maybe that would work.

“What do you want from me?” She sighed, face falling into a look of utter exhaustion with the other. “I’m not going to swap insecurities with you. If that’s what you’re looking for, you’ve come to the wrong place.”

Weiss didn’t understand why the redhead was suddenly interested in being chummy with one another. Why couldn’t they just give each other a wide berth and simply be civil with one another? No, the other probably wanted to be friends or something. That…would take far more work than Weiss had the energy for at the present.

“You want to know why I take issue with you?” Of course she did. She had literally asked it a few minutes prior. “Because you have the one thing I wish I had more of. Time. Time with him. Time to love him and support him and be close to him.”

She realized how that must sound and quickly backpedaled a bit. “No, I’m not worried you’ll steal him away. If you could, then you deserve each other.” Approaching the door to her quarters, Weiss turned to face Liane, finally, arms crossing over her chest, as she frowned in irritation that she was having to divulge all of this information to appease the other. But a hint of vulnerability seeped into the cracks in her mask, as her blue eyes averted to the floor, “I’m concerned that he’ll never love me as much as he loves you. Because what am I but a star-crossed lover so in and out of his life?”

Send me one to see how my muse reacts. Some are fluffy, some are angsty, some are smutty, some are something else entirely…

Some of these may be triggering or NSFW!

“I love you.”

“I hate you.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“I guess so…”

“I guess not.”

“Love me, please.”

“Don’t say that.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Please, hold me.”

“Pain changes people.”

“You haven’t changed.”

“Please don’t go.”

“Look behind you.”

“Go kill yourself.”

“I can change.”

“Don’t ever change.”

“Want a hit?”

“Do you smoke?”

“Fuck me now.”

“Take my hand.”

“Lead the way.”

“Duck and cover!”

“Just go home.”

“Take me home.”

“Walk me there?”

“Everyone, shut up!”

“Just shut up.”

“Please stop it.”

“Please don’t die.”

“I need you.”

“I want you.”

“Want a hug?”

“Want a kiss?”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you lying?”

“That’s the truth.”

“I’m not lying.”

“Oh my God.”

“For fuck’s sake!”

“I got it.”

“I found it.”

“Call me later.”

“Text me later.”

“Don’t call me.”

“Are you crying?”

“I wasn’t crying.”

“Please don’t laugh.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“That’s a lie.”

“What’d they say?”

“What’ll it be?”

“It’s last call.”

“It’s almost midnight.”

“Do you promise?”

“That’s a promise.”

“Are you serious?”

“Don’t bullshit me.”

“I punched him.”

“I killed him.”

“I kissed him.”

“I love him.”

“I hate him.”

“I lied before.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not sorry.”

“I’ll come over.”

“Can you come?”

“Want to cuddle?”

“Maybe we should.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t.”

“You don’t say.”

“Make me come.”

“Did you come?”

“I stole it.”

“I broke it.”

“Any bones broken?”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you hurt?”

“That must’ve hurt.”

“He was lying.”

“It’s our song.”

“Can I help?”

“Help me out.”

“Please, for me?”

“Anything for you.”

“I doubt it.”

put the gun down. now.

nobody leaves unless i say so.

quick! hide!

everyone's out to get you.

can you still walk?

how much money did you lose?

looks like we're stuck in here for a while.

someone has to stay behind.

get down!

i think i'm gonna be sick.

you have my word.

it's too dark in here. i can't see anything.

we're gonna have company!

did you kill them?

shut your eyes. don't look.

is there a problem here?

drop your weapons.

we'll never make it in time.

i think he's one of them.

we can figure this out! stay with me!

hold your breath!

let me make you an offer.

wait, do you hear that? something's wrong.

when i say go, go!

can you think of a better plan?

i'm taking you to the hospital.

i'll get the money, i swear.

someone started all this, and i'm going to find them.

i'll get you out of here. i promise.

we're running out of road!

if you kill me, there'll be nowhere else to hide.

i'll tell you how this is gonna go.

brace yourself!

give me your gun.

where the hell do you think you're going?

i don't know! i'm all turned around. i can't remember where we came from.

give me the password.

i never should have come here. this was a mistake.

do you even know why you're supposed to kill me?

don't give up. please don't give up.

this is going to get nasty.

you should sit down.

i'll cover you.

what's the combination?

shit! the door's jammed!

think i broke something.

this is a terrible disguise. i'm going to get caught.

we need to find something to stick under it to keep it open!

we both know what has to happen here.

i'm staying! i'm right here! i'm staying!

nobody has to get hurt.

we can't let them win.

someone's been here.

this was your idea!

you take the left, i'll take the right.

is that the best you can do?

please just let me live.

hold on! there's more of them!

i'm ready whenever you are.

they're dead, and it's all my fault.

i can't walk. can you carry me?

it's time to end this.

quick, through that door. i hear someone coming.

you just blew our cover!

i'm afraid it's a bit more complicated than that.

can you hotwire a car?

is the wall moving, or is that just me?

no! i'm not leaving without you!

i'm not against you, if that's what you're asking.

the current's too strong!

i think that's blood.

shit, it's a dead end! we're trapped!

hold my hand. we can make the jump together.

oh my god. he's reaching for something.

why didn't you take the shot?

we should get moving before they come back.

this isn't what i signed up for.

do you smell that? what is that?

are you with me?

let's go over the plan one more time.

we've got a serious problem here.

these people will kill you if they have to.

the door's locked. it needs a six digit code.

i think we lost them.

we might be stuck.

which way did they go?

i can't wait to get you back to the room.

let me drive this thing.

there's not enough room for both of us.

it wasn't supposed to happen like this.

you're bleeding.

Weiss features dropped into a deadpan look of exasperation, as the other suddenly moved to block her way. She was tempted to simply spin around and take off the other direction, but that would be immature. Instead, she rolled her eyes at the guesses, hands settling on her narrow hips, “You are exhausting.”

Weiss would have thought that her teammates would have prepared her for this moment. An insistent, loud, and ignorant wall that had sprung up in her face. But, alas…no such luck.

“And you obviously don’t know me very well…” Of course she didn’t! Weiss wouldn’t let her. For petty and ridiculous reasons, too.

Pivoting on her spot, Weiss turned to the right, stalking back towards the door. It seemed she wasn’t going to get any peace to herself, so she might as well have this conversation inside and away from prying eyes.

“Don’t think I’m about to start listing things off to stroke your ego. I haven’t the energy for it.” Weiss grumbled, dodging Liane’s interference and inquiry simultaneously. Where was an interruption when she needed it? Something to save her from this hell? Nowhere to be found, it seemed. Just her luck.

Aha! Being a loud and insistent wall was working!

“Of course I don’t know you very well,” Liane parroted, “You won’t let me.” She was completely unaware of how she had just stumbled upon Weiss’ own thoughts, but it didn’t take a detective to point out the obvious. And it seemed that Weiss wasn’t too keen on letting her in now either, judging by how Weiss had turned on her heel and was now walking back the way they came.

Ugh, this girl really didn’t want to have this conversation, huh? Should she let Weiss be…? Tsk. Weiss was already plenty pissed at her, so in for a lien, right?

“Besides, list things off? Who do you think I am, Ren?” Liane snorted as she walked besides Weiss. “I don’t need my ego stroked. I know what’s incredible about me. I’m just wracking my brain about what parts you’d be jealous of. You’ve always seemed pretty self-assured. I admire that about you.”

Self-assured, though? No. Weiss knew herself…knew who she was and what she stood for. But she was also terribly self-conscious. Horribly insecure. And this was picking at scabs that had only just begun to heal.

“Is that what you think?” Weiss scoffed, finally reaching the door and grasping the handle, once more. “Or are you simply flattering me in hopes I’ll be more amicable to this pointless interrogation?”

Pushing the door open, she hurried inside, silently thankful that no one was in the long hallway. The fresh air had been spoiled by this interaction, so back to her room she would go. Too bad it was a long walk, with plenty of time to be harassed further. Since the other clearly wasn’t letting up anytime soon.

Feelings. Ugh. Of course that’s what this was about. Why wouldn’t it be? The last thing she wanted to discuss seemed to be the very topic of the hour. Her gloved hands flattened against the short wall that guarded the edge of the courtyard, and she felt herself sigh in frustration. The other seemed so determined. It was infuriating.

“Fine. This is what you want to discuss? So be it.”

Turning toward the other woman, Weiss pointed a clothed finger at her, feeling that negativity starting to boil over. “You are in my way.”

That was it. That’s all she said, before her hand fell away to her side, and she turned back to the city. There was really no way to explain the issue to Liane, because Liane wasn’t the issue. It was her. Weiss Schnee. Her and her laundry list of insecurities that she refused to acknowledge at the present. Because to acknowledge them would mean to admit them…and she couldn’t do such a thing.

“You have what I don’t. And that’s unacceptable.”

Turning over her shoulder, she began walking again, pacing briskly along the stone path. But even as she did, her expression cracked a bit, fatigue showing through the fissures in her carefully-crafted mask.

“But you can’t do anything about it, because it’s not even your fault!”

Liane squinted, doing her best to follow along to Weiss’ curt replies and-

Wait, was this a height thing?

No. No, no, that wasn’t it. And thank the gods she moved past that before those words has slipped past her lips. Phew! Still… what did Liane Bellona have that Weiss Schnee didn’t? A body count? Weiss didn’t seem the type to care about shit like that, but hey, it wasn’t like Liane knew the other girl very well for all that they ran in the same circles.

As Weiss began strutting away, Liane moved to follow. “Nuh uh. Nope!” Liane moved past Weiss entirety and blocked her path. She held a single finger up, pointing it at Weiss’ face. “You don’t just get to drop some bombs like that and then walk away!”

Liane bit the inside of her cheek, mulling over what the other girl had told her.

“I have what you don’t…” Liane muttered aloud, mulling over the words. “Yeah, I guess that would be unacceptable for the girl who has everything…”

She tilted her head, looking at the heiress quizzically. 

“But you got me. I’ve got no clue! Something I have but you don’t? What, like ‘Tana? Didn’t think you were into her. Hmm… is it the whole sun thing? Because trust me you don’t want any of that weirdness.”

Weiss would have thought that her teammates would have prepared her for this moment. An insistent, loud, and ignorant wall that had sprung up in her face. But, alas…no such luck.

“And you obviously don’t know me very well…” Of course she didn’t! Weiss wouldn’t let her. For petty and ridiculous reasons, too.

Pivoting on her spot, Weiss turned to the right, stalking back towards the door. It seemed she wasn’t going to get any peace to herself, so she might as well have this conversation inside and away from prying eyes.

“ you can stay here, if you'd like. “

“ please don't go. “

“ why don't we stay at your place tonight? “

“ can i get you anything? “

“ let's be pathetic together. “

“ are you crying? “

“ i'm glad that you're here. “

“ you're not doing this alone. “

“ i don't have anyone anymore. “ “ you have me. “

“ are you sure [about staying]? “

“ you didn't force me. i volunteered [to be here], remember? “

“ you are what’s important right now. “

“ it’s okay, you know. if you need to vent. “

“ are you sure? it's quite heavy [of a topic]. “ “ i've got all night. “

“ tonight is about you. you can make it up to me some other time. “

“ i've got nowhere else to be. “

“ you said you needed a distraction. “ “ so... where is it? “ “ you're looking right at it. “

“ why don't you come here for a second? “

“ wanna talk about it? “

“ i can't talk about it. not tonight. “

“ you need to distract me. do something, anything. “

“ i just don't want to be alone tonight. “

“ i'm tired of thinking. let's just... make out, or something “

“ i feel like shit. “ “ you look like it, too. “ “ hey! “

“ it’s okay to cry, you know. “

“ you’re a little hurt, that’s all. “

“ anything you want me to get you? “

“ nothing a good [drink] can't fix. “

“ let’s get you cleaned up. “

“ this is you thinking rationally? “

“ you're really all i've got. “

“ c'mere. let me give you a hug. “

“ and you're absolutely sure this is what you need? “

“ you don't need this right now. “

“ how long are you gonna sit there? “ “ all night, if that's what it takes. “

“ what's it gonna take to make you smile? “

“ if you're not ready to talk about it, let's not talk about it. “

“ wanna play some mario kart? it'll give us both a reason to cry when you beat me. “

“ how about we stay like this, holding each other? “

“ i don’t know what’s wrong with me. “

“ i can’t stop crying. “ “ i'll be strong for the both of us. “

“ i didn’t know where else to go. “

“ the door's always open, you know that. “

“ i thought you were leaving town. “ “ i can't leave now. “

“ there's that smile i know and love... “

“ stay with me. “

“ hey, what’s your favorite snack? “

“ i’m not leaving. “

“ just let it out. “

“ you're stronger than you think. “

“ how about i make a quick run to the store, get you some aspirin? “

“ grab a burger or something on your way home. “

“ you were always there when i needed you. let me repay the favor. “

“ i don't mean to bother you. “ “ you're not. “

“ hey, listen to me... “

“ you’re not a burden. “

“ aren’t you tired? “ “ this isn't about me. “

“ you’re going to be okay. “

“ hey, look at me… “

“ i don’t know what to do. “ “ we’ll figure it out. “

“ you’re not alone. “

Slim fingers tightened around the door handle in irritation, but she managed to keep her composure. Barely. This was an even worse conversation to have. She’d have almost preferred they talk about their ‘feelings’. Blinking in an attempt to soothe herself, Weiss tugged on the door handle and yanked the door open. Sunlight poured in, exposing the courtyard she had grown rather fond of.

“I wrote a report on it. Ask your girlfriend if you want to read it.” Weiss answered shortly, as she stepped out into the sunshine. It was warm, bright, and pushed away the chill she was feeling inside. The warm breeze ruffled through her snowy bangs, as she followed the path through the wide-open space. It was a beautiful, clear day. Mild temperatures, refreshing breeze. But still it felt as if a cloud was looming around her.

It caused a grumbled curse to fall from her lips, as her pace quickened. Maybe she could outrun the feeling. Maybe.

“There’s plenty of documentation from that incident. I’m sure you won’t find it difficult to locate.” Weiss set her jaw, as she approached an overlook, gazing out at the city beyond. But her eyes didn’t really see it. Her vision was turned inward, conflicted and torn. Her brow twitched as she regarded the other once more.

“You…didn’t come all this way to ask about that, did you?” She finally tilted her head just enough to pierce her icy gaze through the other’s profile. “What’s the real reason you’re here?”

Ah, to be caught in a lie. Well, a half-hearted lie. One that Liane didn’t feel particularly compelled to defend or keep going. 

Liane met Weiss’ icy gaze and met it with stalwart defiance. Icy blue met the blue of knowledge - she could have sworn that she heard Jinn chuckling in the back of her mind.

You did.

Spying again?

Naturally. What else am I to do? I’ve met this one before. She’s quite entertaining.

Great. But can you pipe down? I’m trying to focus here.

Liane could feel the Entity of Knowledge shrug (which was something she’d never get used to) and recede to the back of her mind. Then again, maybe she should have asked the genie’s opinion on this… Weiss was confusing at the best of times, doubly so since returning from the dead. A second pair of eyes would have been useful.

Then again, Jinn was only allowed to tell her what Liane herself already knew. Her past life was frustrating like that. Nevertheless, she had kept Weiss waiting for a response for an awkward amount of time. So Liane decided to be blunt.

“To talk about feelings,” she said. “No matter what I do you always give me the  cold shoulder. I don’t even know why. What have I done to offend you so? Tell me so I can apologize and we can move on.”

Liane sighed, taking a moment to bask in the sunlight of the courtyard. She was glad that Weiss had chosen this spot. This conversation would have been far more exhausting without the warmth of the sun on her skin.

“Fine. This is what you want to discuss? So be it.”

Turning toward the other woman, Weiss pointed a clothed finger at her, feeling that negativity starting to boil over. “You are in my way.”

That was it. That’s all she said, before her hand fell away to her side, and she turned back to the city. There was really no way to explain the issue to Liane, because Liane wasn’t the issue. It was her. Weiss Schnee. Her and her laundry list of insecurities that she refused to acknowledge at the present. Because to acknowledge them would mean to admit them…and she couldn’t do such a thing.

“You have what I don’t. And that’s unacceptable.”

Turning over her shoulder, she began walking again, pacing briskly along the stone path. But even as she did, her expression cracked a bit, fatigue showing through the fissures in her carefully-crafted mask.

Liane frowned, but picked up the cue well enough. This was not a conversation that the snow queen wanted to have and thus it was a conversation not to be. Dragging the topic kicking and screaming from the icy roots of her hair would do no good. Entertaining? Oh, plenty. But it would just serve to widen the gap.

So, she shrugged.

“Yeah, they are pretty childish,” Liane agreed. “Especially when there’s no basis to them. Glad we see eye-to-eye on that.”

Well, eye-to-a-full-foot-of-air. But she doubted that Weiss would appreciate the mention of how Liane was very literally looking down at her. Or how she had to consciously slow her stride just so Weiss could keep pace with her.

Y’know, if she didn’t know any better, she’d guess that Weiss was threatened or something. But for the life of her, Liane wasn’t sure why. So yeah, she did know better.

“I didn’t just come to have a heart-to-heart,” Liane lied. That was exactly why she had come here, but it was obvious to her that Weiss would shut down anything that wasn’t strictly business. So… what kind of business would a Mistrali general have with the heiress trying to rebuild the SDC… or was Weiss still on her globe-trotting quest? It was so hard to keep track.

Wait, she had an idea for a topic! One that she actually cared about too, go figure.

“I wrote a report on it. Ask your girlfriend if you want to read it.” Weiss answered shortly, as she stepped out into the sunshine. It was warm, bright, and pushed away the chill she was feeling inside. The warm breeze ruffled through her snowy bangs, as she followed the path through the wide-open space. It was a beautiful, clear day. Mild temperatures, refreshing breeze. But still it felt as if a cloud was looming around her.

It caused a grumbled curse to fall from her lips, as her pace quickened. Maybe she could outrun the feeling. Maybe.

“There’s plenty of documentation from that incident. I’m sure you won’t find it difficult to locate.” Weiss set her jaw, as she approached an overlook, gazing out at the city beyond. But her eyes didn’t really see it. Her vision was turned inward, conflicted and torn. Her brow twitched as she regarded the other once more.

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❝ damn it, did you do that on purpose? ❞

❝ i was just having a quiet moment of despair. ❞

❝ i’ll see you soon, or…. or never again. ❞

❝ you know, for what it’s worth, i’m not a tragic person. ❞

❝ are you married? ❞

❝ you know, uhh, i almost didn’t come. ❞

❝ i don’t want to suffer. ❞

❝ i am perfectly willing to shut up. i’m a chronically loquacious person, and if you let me talk long enough, i always seem to find the poop and step right in it. ❞

❝ oh, i’m just your run-of-the-mill asshole. ❞

❝ does any of this feel random to you? ❞

❝ my story is… i died. ❞

❝ who do you think you’re kidding? i’ve become a punchline. ❞

❝ it’s incredible you’re still single. ❞

❝ no, i’m fine. i just, umm… just a little panic attack. they come and go. ❞

❝ we complement each other’s demons. ❞

❝ i know women like you. you’re so driven and you’re so committed to perfection that you’re not even human anymore. ❞

❝ i didn’t come here to open a vein. ❞

❝ i’d like to talk to you in private, if i may. ❞

❝ are you happy with your life? ❞

❝ you shouldn’t sneak up on people in the dark like that. ❞

❝ i’m not meditating, just despondently staring into the gaping void. ❞

❝ it’s the most wonderful feeling in the world… to be seen. ❞

❝ there’s only so much surrendering i can do. ❞

❝ as much as i love you, and i do… i’m angry. ❞

❝ i miss liking you. ❞

❝ who are you, really? ❞

❝ you’ve got an excuse for everything. ❞

❝ this is definitely not a team. i mean, this is like the opposite of a team. ❞

❝ i received some disturbing messages. threats. ❞

❝ we are and we always will be profoundly and inextricably bound. ❞

❝ digging graves is not doing my back any favors. ❞

❝ think of the people who will mourn you. what do you want them to say about your life? ❞

❝ if i did die today, nobody would care. because i’m humiliated and i am alone, and it’s only gonna get worse. ❞

❝ why are you here? ❞

❝ i’m very good in bed. ❞

❝ take your hands off me. just take your fucking hands off me! ❞

❝ you have never stood where i stand. ❞

❝ i’m a one-trick pony that can no longer do her one trick. ❞

❝ can you trust me on this? ❞

❝ it’s scary, but like in a good way. ❞

❝ i’m so sorry. i don’t know why i said that out loud. ❞

❝ you’re a real dick. ❞

❝ seriously, babe, get yourself a vibrator. let off some steam. ❞

❝ it’s good that we challenge each other. it only makes us better, right? ❞

❝ your secret’s safe with me. ❞

❝ are you sure you’re okay to do this? ❞

❝ you shit-talking me, ____? ❞

❝ we carry on because we must, right? what’s the alternative? ❞

❝ oh. you’re naked. okay. ❞

❝ you think you’re the only one who doesn’t like being dismissed? ❞

❝ what the fuck? are we on some kind of reality show or something? ❞

❝ everybody has a story. especially the people who claim otherwise. ❞

❝ how do you make your money? ❞

❝ do you really not think that you’re pretty? ❞

❝ i was just thinking i wish i could write this all down. ❞

❝ if i had known it was gonna be the last time, i’d have bothered to remember the details. ❞

❝ just take a breath. ❞

❝ well, there’s your mistake right there, thinkin’ i’m a nice guy. ❞

❝ anything you wanna tell me? ❞

❝ i…i’ve been feeling unlike myself for the better part of today. ❞

❝ you know, you could go to jail for this. ❞

❝ i didn’t see it coming. ❞

❝ we all have secrets, ____. none of us are exactly how we appear, are we? ❞

❝ aren’t you even curious, like a little bit? ❞

❝ you can sleep on the couch tonight. ❞

❝ when you arrived, you were kind of a complete jackass. and i have witnessed you becoming… less complete in that area. ❞

❝ sometimes, even in the best marriages, people pretend. it takes a little denial on both sides. ❞

❝ can i show you something? ❞

❝ i’m smiling because you’re funny. ❞

❝ i don’t wanna see you. ❞

❝ you took that from me and i can’t get it back. ❞

❝ you can do better than that. ❞

❝ why can’t you be happy for me? ❞

❝ relationships, am i right? ❞

❝ the only reason i remember you at all is because your story is so pathetic. ❞

❝ we have shared history here. i’m just saying you can talk to me. ❞

❝ i killed him. he had a mother. he had a father, you know. i killed him. i made him dead.❞

❝ this is too fast. ❞

❝ this is not about me. ❞

❝ why do you keep telling people we weren’t close? ❞

❝ i’m so lonely. i didn’t know what it felt like to be lonely, because i always had you. ❞

❝ you’re a fucking lunatic, you know that? ❞

❝ how do i even begin to say i’m sorry? ❞

❝ why is there oatmeal on my face? ❞

❝ i hear you told ____ to fuck off. ❞

❝ you think i’m the one sending you death threats? ❞

❝ i just think the world is a tough place for a kid right now. ❞

❝ i love this place. ❞

❝ there’s just no going back, right? ❞

❝ i’ve been numbing a lot of shit for a lot of years, and now here i am, facing it all, and… i’m not having the best time. ❞

❝ i wasn’t there when either of my kids were born. ❞

❝ i should’ve never come to this place. ❞

❝ i’m not sure i want any of this bad enough, ____. i’m not gonna make it. ❞

❝ i know i don’t need to be worried about you. i… i want to. ❞

❝ why all the tears? what’s wrong? ❞

❝ you’ll meet someone new. because you are a vibrant, beautiful woman. ❞

❝ i’m just really grateful for you. ❞

❝ that’s actually a good look on you. ❞

❝ what did you call me? ❞

❝ i hate bullies. ❞

❝ are you trying to kill me? ❞

❝ you actually seemed kind of mortal. like the rest of us. ❞

❝ you had a look on your face like you were gonna kiss me. ❞

❝ full disclosure, i’m a terrible kisser. ❞

❝ i think we should stick together. ❞

❝ i heard screams. ❞

❝ i wanna believe this is real. please, let this be real. ❞

❝ i love you. ❞

❝ i am sorry, but this needed to happen. ❞

❝ have you ever known me to lie? ❞

❝ i don’t think i can forgive that. ❞

❝ i don’t want to be complicit in this. ❞

❝ reason is no match for pain. ❞

❝ i fucking hate you! ❞

❝ what do you say we get out of here? ❞

❝ why are you holding my hand? ❞

❝ you don’t wanna just flip to the end of the book, do you? that’s no fun. ❞

❝ i see myself for who i am now, which is… less, quite a bit less than what i was. ❞

❝ i was fearless, and now i… i’m just… i’m just afraid. ❞

❝ look around you. everybody’s afraid. ❞

❝ you locked me in here. ❞

❝ are we leaving or not? ❞

❝ when someone seems so nice, and… and good, it turns out i’m always wrong. ❞

❝ i haven’t spoken to most of my family in years. ❞

❝ the people who should love me, they don’t even bother returning my calls. ❞

❝ i’ve been more honest with you than anyone i’ve ever met. ❞

❝ where would you go? ❞

❝ you’re very good at what you do, but you’re wrong. ❞

❝ you’re gonna leave me? ❞

❝ i’m done waiting. ❞

❝ i wasn’t gonna jump, if that’s what you’re thinking. ❞

❝ i know i’m supposed to move forward. i get that. i just don’t want to. i wanna go backwards. ❞

❝ you’re not nearly as odd as you come off. i mean that nicely. ❞

❝ looks like the shit’s hitting the fan. ❞

❝ i’m so sorry about before. i wish i could say it wasn’t me, but… i can say that it’s not the me i love. ❞

❝ i don’t think it’s safe for me to be around you. ❞

❝ do you remember what you said? ❞

❝ do not pity me. ❞

❝ i tend to babble when i’m nervous. ❞

❝ i don’t think you’re wrong. i think your… your instinct that we don’t have a chance in hell is probably correct. ❞

❝ this is your chance to start anew. ❞

❝ let me out, please. please let me out! ❞

❝ it’s food for thought, isn’t it? ❞

❝ i probably would have been a shit dad, anyway. ❞

❝ is it snowing? ❞

❝ you need to let go. ❞

❝ i thought we were gonna die. ❞

❝ we’re all gonna die, ____. just not today. ❞