It was an overwhelming feeling of sadness and regret, of constant wishing for the cause of the guilt to have never of happened, and even when you accept that there is nothing you can do to change the past and what happened, the guilt stays. Eating away at your core.
Idie knew the feeling all too well for someone her age. Though she no longer felt ashamed of her powers, she still felt the guilt of what she had done with them. Her powers had taken lives, and even if one day she felt proud to be a mutant, the memory of her mutation and the events of Schism would always be with her.
She was sat with Ritchie in silence. Idie was unsure of how this… Friendship had evolved. The first time she had met him, she had punched him, and now she was sitting on a park bench with him talking about guilt.
It was a strange thing to have in common – guilt. When you meet someone new, having something in common mostly referred to an interest like a book or game. Not guilt over the past. Yet, here they were, feeling guilty together.
She wasn’t going to pry what he had done out of him, and she wasn’t going to reveal what she had done to him. That was far too private, and not something to be revealed in public. Glancing over to Ritchie, she exhaled softly.
“You okay?” She asked. It was a loaded question, and not one she expected him to answer.
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