12-05-2009, 08:55 AM
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Both were unaware of the damage they both suffered from; both had made it a choice to suffer alone. After it had happened Halo’s soul had ached to confide in Kaena and – hopefully – receive a comforting shoulder. To carry such a heavy burden all by herself drained her horribly. She had been unable to confide in her grandmother, afraid to cause more harm than gain. Samael was Kaena’s son. Halo had imagined a worst case scenario – where Kaena took her son’s side and pushed her away. The young hybrid’s heart could never have carried the additional burden. Kaena was all that she had and there was no way she would risk losing her. There was another reason why Samael’s crime went unmentioned, one that made her soul cringe whenever she thought of it. She did not believe she truly hated her uncle despite the fact that she ached to do just that.
Kaena replied and reached for her hand, and Halo’s hand squeezed firmly back, feeling that was all she could do as she fought against those stupid, pathetic tears that sometimes tried to take her by surprise. She was so fucking sick of feeling emotionally unstable. Her mind reached for Kaena’s answer as the older woman asked how she was. Jaws tightened visibly for a moment before a dangerously fragile moment passed and they relaxed. It was important to avoid the wrong direction of thought. ”Were you asleep?” the girl asked, trying to make it sound casual enough to safely lead Kaena’s attention away from the question about how her granddaughter was doing.
Both were unaware of the damage they both suffered from; both had made it a choice to suffer alone. After it had happened Halo’s soul had ached to confide in Kaena and – hopefully – receive a comforting shoulder. To carry such a heavy burden all by herself drained her horribly. She had been unable to confide in her grandmother, afraid to cause more harm than gain. Samael was Kaena’s son. Halo had imagined a worst case scenario – where Kaena took her son’s side and pushed her away. The young hybrid’s heart could never have carried the additional burden. Kaena was all that she had and there was no way she would risk losing her. There was another reason why Samael’s crime went unmentioned, one that made her soul cringe whenever she thought of it. She did not believe she truly hated her uncle despite the fact that she ached to do just that.
Kaena replied and reached for her hand, and Halo’s hand squeezed firmly back, feeling that was all she could do as she fought against those stupid, pathetic tears that sometimes tried to take her by surprise. She was so fucking sick of feeling emotionally unstable. Her mind reached for Kaena’s answer as the older woman asked how she was. Jaws tightened visibly for a moment before a dangerously fragile moment passed and they relaxed. It was important to avoid the wrong direction of thought. ”Were you asleep?” the girl asked, trying to make it sound casual enough to safely lead Kaena’s attention away from the question about how her granddaughter was doing.