🔥{Alister; I also have a Kaden blog}
Send me 🔥 and my muse will have to confess insecurity, fear or dark thought no matter how much they want to hide it
Well, he’s on a roll. Why stop now.
“And you know what? If Alister had made one more ‘Your father would have ABC, or would never have XYZ’ quip, just one more, I would have killed him myself right then and there, lemme tell you that! I mean -- Zoni’s sake, he played me like a goddamn harp, he knew -- he knew that’s all he had to say, and for a while there I would seriously have done anything if he found any way to even remotely connect it to my father for half a second! I’ve -- ”
He growls, yanking that godforsaken watch out of his pocket and slapping it down against the table at arm’s length, as if it’s the cause of all this.
“I’ve never had anyone get into my head like that! I trusted him, I -- I trusted him! That arrogant, selfish bastard! I’m glad I caught on when I did, but you know what? By that time I was so sick and tired of hearing about ‘your father this’ and ‘your father that’, and you know what?! In a perfect world if I had a free pass to wind back the Clock I’d look him in the face and I’d probably bash it in and tell him how DARE you use this against me?! You know -- you KNOW!!! You know what it’s like to be the only one left! You know what saying stuff like that does to people like us!”
He’s shouting, now, shouting at the thankfully empty room, tears at full blast. “And you turned that against me and you used me, and you know what?! Stopping the meltdown was the least you could do at that point! Thank the fucking Zoni you still found a way to make yourself the goddamn hero in the end! I bet that’s what my father would have done too, wasn’t it?! Fuck you, General Azimuth! FUCK! YOU!”
He drops back in his chair, sobbing quietly and hanging on to the pocket watch.
