[ Clay blinks. Twice. Utterly unsure how to respond, he mentally unpacks all of that statement. The deflection makes his initial anger dissipate as he waits in a line of impatient drivers for the valets. As the car idles he lets out a scoff and looks over at her profile.
Nothing new: he can’t get a read on what she’s thinking. She looks simply indifferent and haughty- and painfully gorgeous. ]
I know a bit about having “my kind” blamed for a lot of stupid shit. But don’t make it sound like you’re a victim because you said something snarky and I “responded how I chose;” I’m an asshole, I fucking know that. But you’re-
[ He won’t say a bitch. He won’t say a gaslighting bitch, but he wants to. Except he can tell there’s something making her like this, about this. That was too personal of a thing to say, by her high standards.
He’s worried he’s too close to something that hurts and he won’t scare her farther into whatever fucking self imposed wall this is. Gaslighting bitch or not he’s invested in this. Financially, emotionally, fuck it. He closes the thought quickly, not wanting to give Cadence a chance to interrupt his hanging sentence with more of her bite. ]
You’re too smart to be anyone’s scapegoat. I know that, too.
no subject
[ Clay blinks. Twice. Utterly unsure how to respond, he mentally unpacks all of that statement. The deflection makes his initial anger dissipate as he waits in a line of impatient drivers for the valets. As the car idles he lets out a scoff and looks over at her profile.
Nothing new: he can’t get a read on what she’s thinking. She looks simply indifferent and haughty- and painfully gorgeous. ]
I know a bit about having “my kind” blamed for a lot of stupid shit. But don’t make it sound like you’re a victim because you said something snarky and I “responded how I chose;” I’m an asshole, I fucking know that. But you’re-
[ He won’t say a bitch. He won’t say a gaslighting bitch, but he wants to. Except he can tell there’s something making her like this, about this. That was too personal of a thing to say, by her high standards.
He’s worried he’s too close to something that hurts and he won’t scare her farther into whatever fucking self imposed wall this is. Gaslighting bitch or not he’s invested in this. Financially, emotionally, fuck it. He closes the thought quickly, not wanting to give Cadence a chance to interrupt his hanging sentence with more of her bite. ]
You’re too smart to be anyone’s scapegoat. I know that, too.