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And even despite all the reassurance, and all the constant smiles he had been giving off to his cousin, Terry was hardly... in the most stable position he could be in.
Hell, how could he be? When examined, he was hardly able to be truly happy and content, right?
For one thing, there was Seth. All their lives, all Terry had done and all he had strived to do was care for his little brother as best he could. And why? Because, on the basis, they were brothers, and despite Axel now being the caring father figure that was around to give them all the attention he could -helped, no doubt, by Rudie's constant love and care she gave-, but on a more higher level, he had always pitied Seth. Sure, he realised that it wasn't the nicest thing, to pity his brother, and he knew, particularly in recent days, that his brother would hit the roof if he knew how he'd been perceived, but Terry could hardly help it. Seth had always been a victim at school, he'd been cheated on by the boyfriends he'd fallen for - maybe that was his fault for falling in love so quickly, but that wasn't necessarily a bad trait.
Aside from Terry, there was the fact of having always loved Rosemary, and that not being recuperated for all these years he had liked her. Maybe he should have told her, sure, but the constant dread of rejection had prevented him from doing so. Besides, who wanted to date him now? Compared to how he had been before the accident, he was a shell of his former self, and Rosemary? She deserved a hell of a lot more than someone who could barely walk five minutes to the beach without exhaustion and pain kicking in.
Hence, despite the rather beautiful scenery of the beach at evening, he couldn't exactly relax as much as he had formerly intended to, and quietly peered at the girl beside him, at least to recognise that she didn't have to be there with him. She could quite have easily declined the offer of going out, and the fact she hadn't was a big plus point.
"Rose? I... appreciate you coming down here, y'know? I mean, aha... you could have just... gone out or something, I s'pose."
Hell, how could he be? When examined, he was hardly able to be truly happy and content, right?
For one thing, there was Seth. All their lives, all Terry had done and all he had strived to do was care for his little brother as best he could. And why? Because, on the basis, they were brothers, and despite Axel now being the caring father figure that was around to give them all the attention he could -helped, no doubt, by Rudie's constant love and care she gave-, but on a more higher level, he had always pitied Seth. Sure, he realised that it wasn't the nicest thing, to pity his brother, and he knew, particularly in recent days, that his brother would hit the roof if he knew how he'd been perceived, but Terry could hardly help it. Seth had always been a victim at school, he'd been cheated on by the boyfriends he'd fallen for - maybe that was his fault for falling in love so quickly, but that wasn't necessarily a bad trait.
Aside from Terry, there was the fact of having always loved Rosemary, and that not being recuperated for all these years he had liked her. Maybe he should have told her, sure, but the constant dread of rejection had prevented him from doing so. Besides, who wanted to date him now? Compared to how he had been before the accident, he was a shell of his former self, and Rosemary? She deserved a hell of a lot more than someone who could barely walk five minutes to the beach without exhaustion and pain kicking in.
Hence, despite the rather beautiful scenery of the beach at evening, he couldn't exactly relax as much as he had formerly intended to, and quietly peered at the girl beside him, at least to recognise that she didn't have to be there with him. She could quite have easily declined the offer of going out, and the fact she hadn't was a big plus point.
"Rose? I... appreciate you coming down here, y'know? I mean, aha... you could have just... gone out or something, I s'pose."
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