Warren. 'If you touch him I'll get demoted'? Really? The only thing that gets a warden demoted is killing an inmate. Don't blow smoke up my ass so you can tell people you didn't threaten me.
And you telling me what I am is pretty rich, since you're defending a 'scarred up jackass' with less impulse control than I have. I am not the problem right now, he is. I'm happy to just let things rest as long as he doesn't fuck up the peace.
You can sit here and give me all your predictions but you know what? I won't stay dead. You're not going to scare me out of retaliating, and if I choose not to even look his way? I was already not looking. All you're doing is telling me that you're hurt because your mate is a psychopath, and I feel for you.
[Her anger shatters a bit and she bites her lip, rubs a hand over her forehead] Mine was, too. I couldn't stop him from hurting people, either, Warren, and I still would've lined right up in front of a firing squad for him. I'm never going to be the one to tell you you're wrong for loving someone who hurts you, okay?
I get this is a no-win situation, but you're acting like I'm the big violent problem that needs to be managed and you're barely even acknowledging his body count and his lack of remorse. The day after my fuck up, I went and I begged Quill to tell me how to make things better. I've been working with her ever since. He smirked right up until his blood ran out. So stop trying to push me into submission and deal with your mate before he kills someone again. Manage your own house before you come pounding on my door.
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Date: 2021-08-28 05:42 pm (UTC)And you telling me what I am is pretty rich, since you're defending a 'scarred up jackass' with less impulse control than I have. I am not the problem right now, he is. I'm happy to just let things rest as long as he doesn't fuck up the peace.
You can sit here and give me all your predictions but you know what? I won't stay dead. You're not going to scare me out of retaliating, and if I choose not to even look his way? I was already not looking. All you're doing is telling me that you're hurt because your mate is a psychopath, and I feel for you.
[Her anger shatters a bit and she bites her lip, rubs a hand over her forehead] Mine was, too. I couldn't stop him from hurting people, either, Warren, and I still would've lined right up in front of a firing squad for him. I'm never going to be the one to tell you you're wrong for loving someone who hurts you, okay?
I get this is a no-win situation, but you're acting like I'm the big violent problem that needs to be managed and you're barely even acknowledging his body count and his lack of remorse. The day after my fuck up, I went and I begged Quill to tell me how to make things better. I've been working with her ever since. He smirked right up until his blood ran out. So stop trying to push me into submission and deal with your mate before he kills someone again. Manage your own house before you come pounding on my door.