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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 5, 2010 13:11:47 GMT -5
"Why would he thinks it's an invasion of privacy, everyone knows he's gay. He's told everyone, he told me the first day we met." She took the tissues and held them over her eyes, "and we'd already talked about it, about doing whatever it took to help him. And that meant I had to tell him that I took drugs too." Her eyes looked haunted, "and I know that makes my chances of visiting him slimmer, I'm not stupid. There's nothing wrong with being gay. I told him that."
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Post by Kane Garrett on Apr 5, 2010 13:21:08 GMT -5
"You may have no problem accepting Jory's lifestyle, but it's something he's likely still trying to come to terms with. Most people aren't so accepting, even of themselves. People, especially teenagers, want to fit in, and he probably hasn't found his place in the short time since he came out. You might need to wait for him to catch up with you."
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 5, 2010 13:24:23 GMT -5
"Is there time in life to wait until your accepted?" It didn't seem like there was, "sometimes, life just reaches out and plucks you away, you can't live in the past or the future. I accept him. That should be enough." She lodged a hand in her hair, "I know it's not, logically, but emotionally I can't accept it. The other doctor told me that too, and I'm going to try and understand, but I can't and I won't say that I can. He had a perfect childhood and if he wanted I would trade his for mine."
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Post by Kane Garrett on Apr 5, 2010 18:48:58 GMT -5
"I must have misspoken," Kane said. "I only suggest that you be patient while he decides how he feels about things and learns to accept himself. Would you really trade everything you have for everything he has?"
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 5, 2010 18:59:49 GMT -5
Quinn's lips curved for a moment, "do I get to keep my sister?" As much as the idea held appeal, she couldn't ask that of anyone, "I wouldn't give him the treasure of my family for anything in the world. No one deserves that." She took a deep breath, "I want to get along with him, but every time he complains, it grates against my nerves. It's not like he's saying he doesn't like the peas, he's saying he wishes that his father forbade him from speaking, from formulating an opinion or growing to be independent, that his father did ....other things. I just don't know how to stop my temper from flaring when he wishes things like that."
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Post by Kane Garrett on Apr 5, 2010 19:03:15 GMT -5
"Do you think that Jory really wishes he'd been abused?" Kane asked. "Why else might he say something like that? What might he think he'd gain from it?"
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 5, 2010 19:09:14 GMT -5
"That's just it, I don't think he realizes that's what he's wishing for. I don't think he realizes when he says his life wasn't bad enough, and he wishes that he could understand, I don't think he realizes what he's asking for. All he wants is to understand, but when I try to tell him how much trust it takes for me, for Lyric to let someone in. It's like he digs his feet in and listens to the way it should be. If life was the way it should be, I would be here with my sister. I want him to understand, I just don't want to put a memory in the pensieve so he can live through it." She still hadn't told Kane what had happened when she was a child, if they continued along this vein of discussion, she might tell him, just a bit.
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Post by Kane Garrett on Apr 5, 2010 19:13:41 GMT -5
"If he doesn't realize what he's asking for, would it be a stretch to think that he doesn't realize things don't always turn out for the best? If he didn't realize, if he had a sense of optimism he didn't see, how would you categorize that? Stupidity? Innocence?"
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 5, 2010 19:22:19 GMT -5
"I would prefer to think of it as optimism. And I wish, no I envy him that view on life." She gestured her hand in the direction of Kane, "no offensive, but men scare the hell out of me. If I could just optimistically believe that no one hurt anyone, then I would be happier. But not safer." She looked away, "How do you tell someone, how do you help them understand, that for some people there is no love from their parents. Do I want to? Isn't it easier to say that my life sucked, it's hard. Rather than tell him that my step-father beat me...that he..."
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Post by Kane Garrett on Apr 5, 2010 19:24:36 GMT -5
"That he what?" Kane encouraged gently.
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 5, 2010 19:28:46 GMT -5
Quinn turned the beaming wide smile on that she'd had when she first met Lyric, the smile that protected, that allowed her to push her past all the way behind her, to completely bottle it up in a back room. "You don't really want to know." She looked down at her fingers, "Jory doesn't really want to know." She wanted to go back to talking about how to deal with Jory, he was now, not in the past, he was safe.
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Post by Kane Garrett on Apr 5, 2010 19:30:57 GMT -5
"I do want to know," Kane said. "I want to help you through this."
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 5, 2010 19:36:53 GMT -5
"You want to help me through what?" Quinn lashed out, losing the smooth calm she'd built around a crumbling facade. It had been crumbling since she met Lyric, crumbing more during this conversation, the holes in the wall cracking until there was nothing let but a good hard push to tilt it over.
"Do you want to hold my hand through the pensieve? Do you want to watch as my step-father told all of our guests that we had the minds of house elves, that all women do? As he told us to be seen but not heard, and if we were seen to much it was a beating. Do you want to see the beating? Do you want to see myself and Kiley on the floor in the basement hole he shoved us in to 'forget' about us, as he forgot to feed us?"
"What about when we didn't get to go to school and were trained in the family wand business? the wand business where my might as well be death eater step-father slaughtered magical creatures for materials and made us take part. Or did you want to see when I refused to do what he asked and he beat my sister to death in front of me as punishment, because she stepped in to take mine?" Which morally degrading piece of her past did he want her to pry out of herself for his viewing pleasure.
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Post by Kane Garrett on Apr 11, 2010 21:51:23 GMT -5
(((All glossing over information/godmoding cleared with Quinn's writer previous to this post.)))
It took quite some time to talk Quinn down from the dangerous place the conversation had turned to. He took his time reassuring her, discussing each part of the issue that he felt he could help her with. He recommended that she speak with a colleague of his who had more experience with such issues, reassuring her again that he was someone she could trust, and that if it made her more comfortable he would attend meetings with her for as long as she wished.
He sent notes off to her professors, excusing her from classes for the rest of the day and asking that her assignments be delivered so that she could complete them at her leisure. When he had done as much as he could for the topic of her stepfather and her physical and emotional abuse, he told her gently that he would need to inform the authorities, to look into things. He reminded her firmly that she could remain at the school for as long as she wished and offered to find her an escort to her shop if she needed to continue to tend to it.
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Post by Quinn Ashwinder on Apr 12, 2010 9:43:18 GMT -5
It felt surreal to be talking about this, to be openly talking about this and having someone listen. If she was honest with herself, which was not a point she was ready to be at, Quinn would say she'd been searching for someone to take this out of her hands. To tell her there was nothing she could do about it, and send someone to get her step-father. "Do I have to go back...there. Not to work, I want to go there. Do I have to go back to my step-fathers?" After that she never wanted to go back. If authorities were going to detain him, she would never be welcome there, even if she was forced to go there.
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