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"Can't pick up the phone right now, you know the drill."
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"Can't pick up the phone right now, you know the drill."
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"Can't pick up the phone right now, you know the drill."
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[ If only it was really gone. The memories still stay with her, just like everything else. As for the mention of everyone else here, the kids... the animals. Yeah, this is a level of fucked up she understood. ]
I don't have any really good and healthy tips when it comes to nightmares, but I've lived with those for a long time. Watching people die and feeling responsible is a heavy weight to bear. And having that fear that it could happen again or you could hurt someone else--
[ She has no intention to dump everything on him, but there was an understanding. ]
There was... something that I helped accidentally unleashed on the world, a trickster god who only wanted to bring pain and death on everyone. In my attempts to stop him from hurting anyone else, a lot of other people got hurt in the process. So, all I can offer you is the more you try to control the uncontrollable, the further chance there might be for things to spiral in a way you don't want.
[ She moves to rest a hand on his shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. She wasn't sure if he was a hugger, especially not right now, but whatever comfort she could provide, she would. ]
And trust me, even with access to infinite power, it's impossible to fix everything and save everyone without it possibly setting off a different chain of events that could be worse than what you had. I tried.
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So Peter's looking up at the older girl with wide eyes, listening intently to what she says about trying to control the uncontrollable, and how people just get hurt in the process, and it's his worst fear, hurting anyone else. He's already.... hurt before. He's the reason his little sister is dead. And he might be the reason the rest of his family are, too.
When her hand moves to his shoulder, Peter doesn't flinch away from the touch. It softens something in him, loosens something that's been tightly wedged up under his ribcage, and he swallows, eyes a little wet and hot around the corners. He still isn't used to being comforted, and yet it's something he craves, wants, beneath all of the fear. Her kindness..... means a great deal to him. ]
What should I do? If I can't stop this, should I... just try to stay away from people? [ Though he's tried that to some degree, and it hadn't exactly worked very well. There are certain people he can't keep a distance from. Not if he wants to maintain a relationship with them; he's already made the choice to keep those precious people he's grown so close with here. He can't cast them away. ]
....Or maybe I should... tell people. I don't want to scare them, but... do you think it would it be better? If I tell them?
[ He genuinely looks to Julia for her opinion, for what she thinks on that. There's a deep level of trust in her, even if he's only really meeting her now. The dark things they've both experienced connect them. She understands. ]
crusty af hiatus tags incoming - feel free to ignore
As for the question. Well. ]
I think trying to stay away from people might have the opposite effect. At least, it has in my life. When I've tried to avoid something or someone, life often decided to put them in my path and make it 10 times worse than if I'd just faced it head on.
As for telling people... [ She sighs, adjusting again on the table. It's a tough one. ]
I think that's situational. Trust your instincts when it comes to people. While I'd hope everyone here would be understanding considering everything else, I don't trust that there still aren't assholes out there. [ So... ]
If you tell someone and it doesn't go the way you expected, let me know and I'll do what I can to help. I just don't think you living in fear of people knowing is healthy long term. And if you're anything like me, you're already struggling with sleeping through the night.
I'll backtag into infinity!!
But it... hurts, to stay away. He has detached some, it's inevitable, but locking himself completely away on his own.... hurts. He thinks of Luna, whom he'd pulled away from the most, but it couldn't last like that. He doesn't want to lose her. He can't. It's scary to keep her close, knowing what lurks just beneath him, but it's even scarier to think about losing her. She's his best friend, and... and so much more than that. And others here, too; he has people he loves.
There's a little laugh when she says the bit about having trouble sleeping at night — not that it's a humourous thing, but... it's so on the nose. The sound is quiet and a little wet; Peter sniffles seconds after. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I— I think you're right. I'll be careful who I tell, and... how. And I'll let you know for sure.
[ The offer to come to her if there's a problem means a lot. It really, really helps, having someone older, someone wiser, someone to listen to him and to offer advice in return. For all of the problems Peter had with his family, he... misses them. He misses being able to go to his dad for advice, and he's reminded of him now, talking to Julia like this. His father hadn't been the most outwardly loving person, but he'd had a... softness, a quietness. He'd listened.
The teen runs the back of his hand across his face, sniffling again. ]
Thank you. For listening. I'm— it's nice not to feel so alone.
[ There's a little smile, slightly watery. He isn't embarrassed that he's tearing up a bit; he doesn't really have it in him to feel shame for things like that anymore. ]