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[ @harlechild | xo ]
a moment of weakness . his hand clasped around the pistol and arm rose to the level of his chin before he could pause to think - and he took a shot , missing the blonde by a few inches and gasping the sorrow that filled him to the brim at what he had almost done . in his angered state , rage overpowering rationality where it was at least lowered when his daughter was involved , he saw his mistake and dropped the weapon, eyes lowering to the ground beneath their feet , unable to look her in the eye . if he had bumped his aim a little to the left , he would have killed her right where she stood , helpelessly gawking up at him as though he had gone mad - as much as it was known that he was already ; now , just that little bit more , given he had almost killed the one thing he held to him so dearly . harley would’ve never forgiven him for that and he wouldn’t have forgiven himself . her death , he knew , by his own hand no less , would infiltrate and corrupt further an already crazed mind into defeat . quiet & uncomfortable silence filled the room then ; he didn’t know how to apologise for what he had just done , but there was a great need to do so . lucy never knew him to make apologies for his actions , save for when she was on the opposing end of his wrath and he would always make amends .
