Post by Mischa Badoer on Feb 17, 2010 23:30:03 GMT -8
Mischa was smiling, but it faded when she had seen how angry Kev looked "I tell you everything of myself......I have shared with you....the most shameful part of me....." Kevala showed her the scar as if to remind Mischa of what she had been told. Mischa remembered that day... it was a big step in their relationship... They opened up then they slept together for the first time. Mischa looked away from the scar and to the floor ashamed at what Kev was telling her... there was more to it..Kev just had to let her explain."If I was hurt....You would be the first person I would want to know...to comfort me....to....help me..." Mischa was about to open her mouth to speak before Kevala carried on."I do not think I have to be strong around you...that it is okay to show weakness.......Why.....Why can you not.....do....that for me?"
And she was now gone, going up the stairs. Mischa's brow furrowed at this. It kind of made her mad that Kevala acted this way. Yeah she had some reasoning... but she could have listened before jumping to the conclusion Mischa was some kind of deceiving girlfriend...that was the last thing Mischa wanted to be... Mischa walked up the stairs and looked in a couple rooms until she found the one where Kevala was in.
Mischa stood at the threshold to watch as Kev cried on her bed. Mischa finally brought up enough courage to walk over and slowly sit down near kev. She didn't sit near her head, because she wanted to give her space, but she did rest a caring hand on the girl's calf.
"Kev? You..You don't think I don't trust you? You think I want to be strong?" Mischa said in a calm and leveled whisper. "That isn't the case... So before you go and accuse me of wanting to hurt you through lies then can you listen to my reasoning first?" she would wait a few seconds before carrying on. "Look at just how you reacted. Do you think I liked it? I hope you don't think I enjoyed to see you worried or angry to the point of trembling, because I don't. If I told you every wound I got everyday... I'm sure I would set your heart into arrhythmia until it just overworks itself. Kev...I get hurt everyday whether I stub my toe on a crack in a sidewalk or get shot at. I don't want to tell you what kind of wounds I get at work 'cause sometimes they get worse then this one..and its just how it is... It is a dangerous job and I told you about it when we were at the park and you accepted it. I'm not acting tough 'cause I'm a pussy and I'm not afraid of it... but I am afraid of keeping you in constant worry and fear."
Her thumb massaged her calf around in circles as Mischa looked at Kev's direction. "I love you and I'm not deliberately lying to you...I'm just keeping you from bending over backwards for every splinter I get..."
And she was now gone, going up the stairs. Mischa's brow furrowed at this. It kind of made her mad that Kevala acted this way. Yeah she had some reasoning... but she could have listened before jumping to the conclusion Mischa was some kind of deceiving girlfriend...that was the last thing Mischa wanted to be... Mischa walked up the stairs and looked in a couple rooms until she found the one where Kevala was in.
Mischa stood at the threshold to watch as Kev cried on her bed. Mischa finally brought up enough courage to walk over and slowly sit down near kev. She didn't sit near her head, because she wanted to give her space, but she did rest a caring hand on the girl's calf.
"Kev? You..You don't think I don't trust you? You think I want to be strong?" Mischa said in a calm and leveled whisper. "That isn't the case... So before you go and accuse me of wanting to hurt you through lies then can you listen to my reasoning first?" she would wait a few seconds before carrying on. "Look at just how you reacted. Do you think I liked it? I hope you don't think I enjoyed to see you worried or angry to the point of trembling, because I don't. If I told you every wound I got everyday... I'm sure I would set your heart into arrhythmia until it just overworks itself. Kev...I get hurt everyday whether I stub my toe on a crack in a sidewalk or get shot at. I don't want to tell you what kind of wounds I get at work 'cause sometimes they get worse then this one..and its just how it is... It is a dangerous job and I told you about it when we were at the park and you accepted it. I'm not acting tough 'cause I'm a pussy and I'm not afraid of it... but I am afraid of keeping you in constant worry and fear."
Her thumb massaged her calf around in circles as Mischa looked at Kev's direction. "I love you and I'm not deliberately lying to you...I'm just keeping you from bending over backwards for every splinter I get..."