MaryGold
terrified to be known, desperate to be understood
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Annabeth Fawn
"That's not true, Joss, it's not." Betsey quickly refuted him, her voice was practically a croak as she put her hands on his shoulders. She had felt like breaking down herself when seeing him do so. She had never seen him so vulnerable before, but it was quite obvious to her that he was vulnerable, probably even more than her in some ways. It wasn't right, none of if it. It was so, so, so wrong for all of this to happen to his family and to him. What had he ever done to deserve all that happened to him.
Betsey used her shoulder and the back of her hand to wipe her own tears, but they had yet to stop, silently falling down her face. She stood on her knees and held his chin between her thumb and finger, tilting his head upward to look up at her. "I know - I know I've never gone through those things, but I also know for a fact you are not incapable of getting better. Just because you're broken, doesn't mean you can't be fixed." Choked Betsey, closing her eyes for a brief moment. At least that was what she told herself every day to make it through.
Annabeth had never really believed those words until now.
"There were a lot of times where I tried to - where I thought about ending it all." Betsey was probably the most useless human being on the planet, she had been convinced of it for the longest of times. Wouldn't it be better for everyone that she disappeared? She would no longer be a burden to anyone, but more than that she wanted to be someone to someone. "Things only seemed to get worst, and I was always so scared. I still am but - but - but after meeting people, after meeting you, Jasper Carmicheal, I feel as if I've gotten a little braver, a little stronger and a little more prettier." he made her believe things about herself that she had never believed before.
"You once told me that you believed in me and that I was strong. Well, I believe in you and I know you're strong. I'll be with you every step of the way." She leaned forward and kissed underneath his eye before lowering herself. "If you want me to."
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