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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 2:50:47 GMT -5
Archer washed the conditioner out of his hair as she started talking about the promise. He stayed silent as she talked. He shut off the water as she finished. "It happened once and I didn't seek them out." He asserted, stepping out of the shower. "And as for Daemon, that wasn't just about the Kings, I don't care if he likes the girl. It was about the family business and his lack of respect for what I've provided for him." He stood directly in front of Desiree.
He ignored the comment about Artemis because he didn't want to admit that Artemis was worse... on the verge of being psychotic, which was not something he wanted for her. Psychosis did not mix well with their job. "I've been grown up, since before I ever met you. When you're brought up the way I was, it's impossible not to be, so don't talk to me about being 'grown up'." He growled darkly.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 20, 2013 3:02:18 GMT -5
"Bull shit!!" She yelled. "You may act all mature for the most part, but give you a flame and helpless redhead and all of a sudden you're just a little boy with his toys all over again! I was willing to help you with whatever you wanted when we were younger but this is where I'm drawing the line! I am SICK of you trying to play these mind games with me and everyone else." She dropped her arms. "Isn't there a spec of humanity anywhere in there?" She was tired of being silent, she was letting him know exactly what was on her mind.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 3:10:32 GMT -5
"If you think I play these so called 'mind games' with you, then you're wrong. I could if I wanted to, but there's no need." Archer replied. He might have played them in the very beginning of their relationship, but he didn't need to after enough time had passed. He'd corrupted her enough to where she stayed on her own free will and liked it.
Archer's lips curled up into a sardonic smile. "As for my humanity, what's the point? I'm just fine without it." He knew he still had some in him, but he didn't feel like pointing any of that out. He wasn't all bad.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 20, 2013 3:18:54 GMT -5
"Well how am I suppose to tell these days?" She asked him with a tired voice. "Sometimes I think everything's just been one big lie to begin with. I know I'm far from innocent and I know it's partly my fault too, and now I'm wanting to make up for it but it's impossible with you!" She looked up at him pleadingly. "I don't want this anymore Archer, I'm sick of everything."
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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 3:27:34 GMT -5
Archer's jaw clenched. " I don't stray from jobs typically, you know this. So when I screw with them one time, you go off? Why now? Why with this? What are you sick of exactly? I need to know." He replied, his voice low and jaw still clenched. She could talk all she wanted but he wanted specifics.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 20, 2013 20:09:19 GMT -5
"Why?" She asked him in disbelief. He really didn't understand? "I try and tolerate the jobs, okay?! But when you go off and hurt others purely for fun I don't care WHO it is! I've been quiet about everything lately but that is where I'm drawing the line!
"And I'm sick of EVERYTHING!" she continued. "I'm sick of all of the jobs, I'm sick of how the kids are being treated, and you know what?" she paused for a moment to catch her breath, giving him an icy glare. "Sometimes I'm sick of you." She spat the words out like they were poison.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 20:43:28 GMT -5
Archer rocked back on his heels, struck by her words and surprised. "I've been this way since you met me! And now, after 18 years you decide to say something?" He retorted, too stunned to say much else. He wouldn't admit it, but he was a hurt by her words, and confused to why it was now she decided to bring it up.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 20, 2013 21:01:27 GMT -5
"Because I've been scared to say anything!" She snapped. "At first it was fine, different, and I thought I'd like it. I did like it for a while, but I can't take it anymore! It's driving me crazy!! Oh, but god FORBID I said anything about it to you like Daemon did!" She threw her arms up, letting them drop back to her sides and stormed back into their room. She was half tempted to pack her bags, but then where would she go? Nowhere, that's where. So she decided with just sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing her temples to get rid of the headache that was starting to come up.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 21:14:14 GMT -5
Archer's jaw twitched as she stormed off into the room. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist then followed her. He stood at the door and stared at Dezzy, trying to think of what exactly to say. He wanted to make the situation better, but at the same time he was brimming with anger, mostly over the fact that she'd decided to bring this up now of all times.
"Daemon was different... It's my job as his father to be stern with him and I was angry with his accusations." Both about himself and Artemis. Though he knew the comments about Artemis were true, as much as he hated to admit it. "But you should have said something a long time ago. I've never given you any reason to be scared of me, not you." He had never hurt her. "So that's just a bullshit excuse."
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 20, 2013 21:32:32 GMT -5
Dezzy sighed and held her head in her hands. There was no getting through to him, it was a lost cause and she knew it. "Whatever." He didn't have to threaten her for her to be scared of him, she knew what he was capable of and that was enough for her to stay quiet. "Just… I don't know what to do anymore."
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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 21:49:19 GMT -5
Archer crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at her. He was still stuck on the part about her being scared of him. "Why are you scared of me? I've given you no reason to be, so why?" He didn't know what she should do but he wanted answers for the things she'd said.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 20, 2013 22:05:21 GMT -5
Desiree picked her head up and stared at him. "Really?" She asked quietly. She didn't want to yell anymore, she was tired and her head was killing her. "You come home everyday covered in blood with a smile on your face. You torture innocent people because it's fun. You were raised to think that all of this is okay and you're asking me why I'm scared of you?"
She shook her head and chuckled a little. "I know you've never threatened me, or hurt me, but I know what you're capable of. Sometimes I catch myself wondering 'what if I slip up?' or 'what happens when he realizes he doesn't need me?'" She wasn't stupid.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 22:23:08 GMT -5
Archer's eyes widened slightly and he found himself walking over to her. He stopped in front of her and knelt down, his mind racing. "You're an idiot." he muttered, looking down at her hands. "We were raised differently. You were raised like everyone else while I was brought up to be a killer. Our versions of fun are different. Our views on things like this are different." He looked up at her.
"But that doesn't mean you and I don't have things that are the same. You're an idiot. What if you slip up? What if I realize I don't need you? That's ridiculous. I chose you. I settled down with you when I didn't have to. I could have gone on with the lifestyle I had, but no. I'm not completely different because I have real feelings. I fell in love with you and I married you and you think that I'd hurt you or dispose of you in any way? For any reason? I might be a monster in your eyes when it comes to my other lifestyle choices, but you're a damn fool if you think I'm not human where it counts." He said, his voice stern and brimming with a slight sheen of anger and disbelief. He continued to stare at her, waiting for her reaction.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Dec 20, 2013 22:42:21 GMT -5
Desiree listened to Archer quietly. Over the years she picked up on when he was lying or being sincere, and right now it was the latter. "So what then?" she asked expectantly. "We'll forget this happened? Go back to how we overlook a problem when we see it?" Like how Archer overlooked Artemis' behavior? How she tried ignoring every fucked up thing with this family?
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Post by Archer Speirs on Dec 20, 2013 22:50:44 GMT -5
Archer rubbed his eyes. "I don't know... I'm not good at fixing things." He admitted with a sigh. He was an expert in breaking and destroying things, but when it came to fixing, he was a lost cause. He dropped his hand and looked back up at her. "I don't know how to fix this, I can't even begin to think about how to fix it. I'm just not ingrained that way... but you are."
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