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@doppelgangerfabray
Granted, I also didn’t expect to find myself down here either. I didn’t even know where this place was…
I can’t help it, I got lost after a checkup. And their precious little faces drew me in. I don’t even know how long I’ve been standing here staring at them like an absolute idiot.
They are pretty adorable. How have you been?
Open Text || From Frannie
Rachel: Well, if you ever need someone, I'm here.
Rachel: That's...a little worrying.
Frannie: Thanks, Rach.
Frannie: It's fine.
Open Text || From Frannie
Rachel: Well, I will try my best not to lose my memory, Frannie. I can't promise anything though.
Rachel: Why would you think you are?
Rachel: It's okay, I'm glad you liked them. How's your head?
Frannie: I just feel like I am.
Frannie: It's alright. I've had worse.
Open Text || From Frannie
Bettey: I just do,and why do you?
Frannie: I have a good reason but don't feel like sharing.
Open Text || From Frannie
Betty: For once we fucking agree on something, Mother's day sucks
Frannie: Why do you hate Mother's Day?
Belated Mothers Day
Alli sighed heavily as she got out of her car. Some nights ended up with 8nhour shifts turning into 12 and those 12 turning into 14 hour shifts and Alli was just over all done with life for the day but she needed to do this. Adjusting her scrubs and checking that her small gift for Frannie was still in her pocket before heading to the other’s apartment. Looking around once she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
@doppelgangerfabray
Frannie had just been checking her e-mail for the fiftieth time since she woke up for a confirmation on another package when a knock on her door startled her. It was rare that anyone bothered to show up at her apartment this early in the morning. Pulling her satin robe closed over her nightie - she had nothing else to do for the day, might as well lounge around in her pajamas - she closed her laptop before setting it off to the side of the kitchen counter. It took her a moment to smooth out her hair before finally answering the door, surprised to see Alli standing there. Part of her wanted to shut the door on her until she remembered their texts on Mother's Day. Letting out a soft sigh, she motioned for her to come in awkwardly. "Hi."
Open Text || From Frannie
Rachel: I don't think I ever want to talk about it. I can't promise anything but I would /never/ dare to forget my fathers.
Rachel: Still, it seems you need someone external to look out for you. Someone who can lend you hand when you or your doppelganger needs it.
Frannie: It doesn't seem like he forgot everything... Like his past.
Frannie: I wouldn't want to burden anyone.
[Next morning]
Frannie: Thank you for the flowers and breakfast, Rachel. It was very sweet of you and I really appreciate it.
[Left on Frannie’s desk]
[There’s a folded note beside the juice.]
The note reads:
I know you’ll be feeling terrible after your drinking last night so you need to eat. There’s aspirin on the side and Gatorade in the fridge.
Happy Mother’s Day, Frannie.
With love,
Rachel
PS. Everyone gets flowers on mother’s day. I know it’s a painful reminder but still, it’s for you.
Open Text || From Frannie
Rachel: Nobody does. I...haven't told Quinn fully. I just don't talk about it. She...tried asking me about the nightmares but I don't talk about it. I do love her, Frannie. I hope you understand that. I love her...I just...I don't want to risk it.
Rachel: I don't know what to say to you, Frannie but I'm not going to let you waste your life away. I can't. Quinn can't lose anymore people.
Frannie: I guess talking to Lucas helped the nightmares a little bit... But I ended up... /He/ ended up having nightmares about it. Sounds like Lucas... Don't go losing your memory on us like he did, please.
Frannie: She seems pretty keen about it anyway. Besides my doppelganger comes out if I'm ever in danger.
Open Text || From Frannie
Alli: nothing about him I promise.
Frannie: Okay.
Open Text || From Frannie
Alli: can you spare 5 minutes of your time for me? Just 5 minutes, face to face and I'll leave you alone. I promise.
Frannie: Fine.
Frannie: But if you even think about speaking about you know who, I'll slap you so hard you'll be feeling it for years.
Open Text || From Frannie
Rachel: It's...I've seen what my abilities had done to my fathers' marriage. Dad couldn't touch me ever since he saw me after I escaped that research facility. Daddy was still the same though, loving and understanding but I've /seen/ what it did to them. I turned their life upside down. Hell, I even burnt Dad's arm when he was trying to calm me down one night and he couldn't look at me after that. They died, trying to save me. I've seen their deaths in the rear view mirror and how Dad tried to get whomever it was after me to be after him. I don't want anymore loss and yes, this time it's different since Quinn has powers too but who's to say I won't hurt her? Who's to say we're truly safe? I can't take anymore loss, Frannie. I won't survive. I still have nightmares about their deaths every night. Wouldn't you be scared?
Rachel: Well, by the way you're going, clearly you /do/ need someone to look out for you...or maybe rehab.
Frannie: Wow, Rach, I... I had no idea. I'm so sorry. I know what it's like to have nightmares about.... death but I haven't figured out anything that would be able to help. Especially since I know it's not quite the same. I also understand distancing yourself from someone you care about because you want to protect them. I really do.
Frannie: I don't need rehab or anyone psychiatrist that's going to make me feel worse. I'd rather numb it all.
That is true but still, you wouldn’t want someone to carelessly examine you, right?
Okay, you have a point there, Rachel. They can’t examine me without getting your approval.
Open Text || From Frannie
Rachel: That's what I told her. When in fact, it's partly something else. No third party involvement though, rest assured on that.
Rachel: I hope you find the balance between your limit and alcohol poisoning. I don't want you to end up like Sebastian had the other time he went out drinking.
Frannie: Something else? Care to share? I won't tell Quinn if you don't want her to know. Not that she'd listen to me anyway.
Frannie: I've got about nine years of this under my belt. If I haven't died from alcohol poisoning yet... I mean, in college, after breaking up with Michael because of the guilt, I was drunk practically 24/7, only sober enough to do my homework so that I could pass. Luckily I'm smart enough to ace stuff.
Okay. Well, we shall see if I can’t get Charlie to see you. If not, we’ll get the second best doctor to see you. I don’t know if you know this but I can be very persuasive.
It’s just a check up, I don’t think I need to be too picky about doctors.
So there’s just twice as much of a chance that one of them loves you too. I mean, I’ve never been in love but I do know that it works in weird ways. My ex, may she rest in peace, was my first girlfriend and even though I never said it to her, I think deep down, I did.
No, neither of them love me. Not anymore, at least. Well, hopefully you’ll get to experience it sometime - love, I mean. It can be quite wonderful until something happens that separates the two of you. Usually a cruel twist of fate.
Open Text || From Frannie
Rachel: Why? Because you're my ex's older sister? Maybe. Not if I let it though. I mean, I initially thought you'd be after me after what I did to your sister. I still care deeply for her, you know.
Rachel: I suppose everyone needs somebody. I just don't think you'd have to be alone during that day and I don't specifically mean my company to accompany you. I'm simply letting you know that I'm around.
Frannie: You weren't ready for marriage. That's all, right?
Frannie: Or I'll drink until my doppelganger comes out and stays out until I'm mentally stable again.
