Room For Growth
Sin had definitely fallen into a routine at this point after his rude awakenings. This morning was different, thankfully. Somehow he managed not to wake Elly this time. She was exhausted after she finally got relieved of taking care of the new Northrend crop, so it made sense.
Sin slithered out of bed and made his way to the kitchen and started brewing a pot of coffee. As the coffee slowly started dripping, he pulled out a pan and fired up the stovetop. Sin started throing together a breakfast of an omlette, some toast, and some left over ham. Being the good partner he is, he made two plates and put them on the tray table. He poured a couple cups of coffee and brought the tray back to the bedroom.
He sat the tray on his empty nightstand, before crawling back in bed. Sin gently nudged Elly, rubbing her back comfortingly in the process. "Good morning beautiful..." the elf sang as his partner slowly came back to consciousness. “I thought you needed a special surprise today, so I made breakfast.” Sin kissed Elly’s cheek as she sat up and realized what was going on, “Sin, you know you didn’t have to.” “That I did, but what better way to welcome you home?” Sin smiled.
“What’d you do?” “What do you mean?” “Sin, I love you. I’ve been when you long enough to know when you have a guilty conscience. You don’t hide it well.” Sin moved to sit on the bed and face Elly.
“It’s heavy, you sure you wanna go through this right now, love?” “We have nothing but time.” “And I already made breakfast,” Sin replied, moving the tray onto the bed between him and Elly.
“I feel like I’m falling apart at the seams. That’s the easiest way to dumb it down. All I knew for the past ten some odd years, was war. Death. Destruction. I’ve had to do so many unspeakable things. Slaughter anything that was in our way. That’s what the Lich King commanded. I’d be even more damned if I didn’t follow those orders. I can still hear or see...” “Sin, my love, I’ve told you before that what you did while under the Lich King’s control doesn’t define you. You were barely more than a puppet. What you did was what HE did. You didn’t have control,” Ellysandra interrupted. “So, you don’t think I’m a monster?” “No, I don’t.”
“Everyone else does, apparently! Ever since I came back, I keep getting the same looks. ‘Monster’ this, ‘Monster’ that. I keep trying to keep my anger in check.” “Sin, I don’t like where this is going. What happened?” “I woke up, like I always do. You weren’t here. I went to the market, and this group of 5 started to hassle me. Said I should’ve stayed dead. They were looking for a fight, probably still drunk from the night before. I went to leave the market, and then they stopped me. We went to a nearby clearing and I killed all of them. As soon as I broke the treeline they all pulled knives on me. Only two of them knew what they were doing, but even then. I’m tired of letting these people get to me. I should just walk away and let them be, but it’s just not that easy for me anymore.”
Ellysandra took a deep breath and looked her partner over, thinking over his recent pattern of behavior. “You just prove their idea that you’re a monster correct when you let them under your skin and react that way. You’re not gonna change the average idiot’s view point on you.” Sin sighed and took a sip out of his cup of coffee from the tray, “I know that. I’m trying, love. I just feel hopeless. That was the first fight or altercation in over a month, but just like that I threw away all the progress I made trying to heal.”
“Improvement isn’t always a straight path, sometimes you have to double back and take a detour. I’m going to be here for you, every step of the way. That’s what I signed up for. Just promise me that you’re working to be better?” “Of course, my love. Step by step, I’m trying. As difficult as it gets,” Sin replied, placing the coffee mug down and started laughing to himself. “You know, life was simpler when the only injuries I had you could heal with a simple prayer.”