Deacon could only look on as Eloi shook her head and started to walk off into a corner. He could sense how she was feeling. She probably felt like she didn't deserve to have friends, but Deacon thought otherwise. But apparently, there was no convincing her. Saddened by this, he got up then turned to look down to the ground from the roof. After a moment, he walked over to her and knelt. "Guess there's no talkin' you into it. By 'it', I mean...being my friend...That's all I ever wanted...a friend...but...it seems that you don't quite feel the same way." In reality he was angry, but refrained from showing it. He got up. "I understand. This kinda thing happens to me all the time. This is no different from what usually happens to me. If this is what you want, to be alone and miserable, I won't stop you." With that he turned around and began to walk off, thinking that this was what she wanted, to be alone, for probably her whole life. There was nothing he could do now to talk her out of it. He now felt that all the talking he did was all a waste.
Am I Really Losing My Mind??
- Thread starter Cade Laidon
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Deacon didn't understand. His words were saying that he did.. But he couldn't comprehend the mixed emotions flowing through Eloi at every moment of her life. The desire to be loved, but without harming the individual. The same conflict continued to boil within her, and she couldn't explain to Deacon to help him understand.
Several tears accompanied her cheeks as she watched him walk away silently.
Several tears accompanied her cheeks as she watched him walk away silently.
Despite the things he may have just said, making him look like he understand, but in reality he didn't; he was simply an idiot. He knew nothing. He comprehended nothing. He wanted to understand her, but how? Maybe he would never know for sure. He made his way to the staircase. That was when he came to realization that he couldn't just leave her in the condition she was in right now. He cared for her too much to diss her like this. He felt horrible. "What am I doing?" Anger, sadness, pain, despair, and every other negative emotion you could think of was flowing through Deacon's veins right now. Even so, he couldn't just leave her. He quickly turned back and approached her again. He got down on his knees, tearing in agony. "I'm sorry..."
He was gone, and there was nothing she could do about it. She hated that he was gone… That he didn’t understand… but he was gone, away from her powers, and away from harm. That’s what she really wanted, wasn’t it? For her new, and only friend to be safe, despite the fact that to be safe, he had to be away from her.
She buried her face into her knees, and wept. Why was this so complicated? Why couldn’t she just be friends with someone who was immune to telepathy, or could repress her powers, or something like that? Of course she really didn’t feel this way, because she was confused, but, why was this friendship so difficult? Why couldn’t she just let Deacon be her friend, despite the danger?
Because she cared for him too much to put him in that kind of situation.
Soon, the voice of Deacon ran through her ears again, and she looked up, seeing Deacon’s own tearing face. Her face crumbled with sadness, and she wrapped her arms around him, crying with him. “I… You’re my only friend, and I would kill myself if anything happened to you…†She projected. “I want you to be safe, even if that means not being with me. Please… Please understand that…†She pleaded to Deacon, hoping this time he wouldn’t get the wrong message. She was a complicated girl, and anyone who simply ‘got her’ on the first go around was nuts.
Please understand…
She buried her face into her knees, and wept. Why was this so complicated? Why couldn’t she just be friends with someone who was immune to telepathy, or could repress her powers, or something like that? Of course she really didn’t feel this way, because she was confused, but, why was this friendship so difficult? Why couldn’t she just let Deacon be her friend, despite the danger?
Because she cared for him too much to put him in that kind of situation.
Soon, the voice of Deacon ran through her ears again, and she looked up, seeing Deacon’s own tearing face. Her face crumbled with sadness, and she wrapped her arms around him, crying with him. “I… You’re my only friend, and I would kill myself if anything happened to you…†She projected. “I want you to be safe, even if that means not being with me. Please… Please understand that…†She pleaded to Deacon, hoping this time he wouldn’t get the wrong message. She was a complicated girl, and anyone who simply ‘got her’ on the first go around was nuts.
Please understand…
He was taken by surprise when she hugged him. All of a sudden they were now sharing their pain and agony. He could hear her thoughts runnning through his mind as he slowly returned the hug. "So I am your only friend, yet I can't be anywhere near you...?" He...still didn't seem to understand...or did he...? "That's nonsense. I want to be here...with you...we'll be here for each other. That's the whole point in a friendship. Otherwise, there would be no other point. It would be like we never met at all. Is that really what you want? If not, then, let me stay here...with you..." She could possibly hurt him, but he didn't seem to care at this point. He wanted to be with his friend despite the circumstances. He cared too much for her to leave her and let her wallow in her despair.
She let go of Deacon, and bit her lip. Why was this so complicated? Why was being friends with someone so difficult. Eloi supposed that's just the way things were when you were gifted. Well, in her case, cursed. She listened to his words, and tears kept falling like crystals from her eyes, and she wiped them away, almost batting at them like nuisances, pestering her.
"I.. I just don't want my powers to hurt you..." She projected. Eloi wrapped her arms around her knees, and rested her forehead upon them and continued to weep.
"I.. I just don't want my powers to hurt you..." She projected. Eloi wrapped her arms around her knees, and rested her forehead upon them and continued to weep.
She continued to cry. Maybe she was still afraid for Deacon. He would do best to understand. He seated himself next to the weeping Eloi, sharing her pain. "Eloi. Is this what you really want, for me to just stay away? Even so, just know that I'll always be here." he said as he tapped his chest with a finger, where his heart is situated. He didn't know what to say after that; he just wanted to make her happy, for once in her life.
Though her mind insisted upon keeping away from him, and keeping him safe, her heart told her otherwise. She sniffed slightly, and projected such thoughts into Deacon's mind, "I...Want you to stay..." She continued to keep her head upon her knees, for she couldn't look at him. She felt that this was bad, and that she would definately hurt him. But hadn't Abigail said that she would help Eloi with her powers?
Perhaps this was giving her a new chance at life. She's definately give it a chance.
Perhaps this was giving her a new chance at life. She's definately give it a chance.
As he sat there he wondered what could possibly on this girl's mind, that was until he heard her thoughts. He was a bit confused now. At first she wanted him to stay away, and now she wanted him to stay? Well, it was what he wanted, but why the sudden change of heart, he thought. He felt he might have done or said something wrong, for she refused to look at him. He frowned for a brief moment, then turned to her. He wondered, then asked "If you really want me to stay, why should I be away. You don't have to be afraid. That's what I'm afraid of; in reality, people ignore me...because they're afraid of me...its...because of the way I am...I...I just can't help it..."
As Deacon spoke to her, Eloi looked at him, into his eyes, seeing his soul. She could see his good intentions for her, and his yearning for friendship. It wasn’t his words, or the tone in his voice, but his eyes. His eyes told her that he’d always be there for her, and comfort her when she needed it and… just be her friend. She wasn’t afraid of him.
"That's what I'm afraid of; in reality, people ignore me...because they're afraid of me...its...because of the way I am...I...I just can't help it..."
She never had been… Only concerned for his safety around her unruly powers, which she failed to control. Eloi wiped her eyes of her tears, and she took a deep breath, and she put her hands around Deacon’s face, staring intently into his eyes, sending him her thoughts, showing him her deep sincerity. “I was never afraid of you, Deacon. Only for you.â€Â
"That's what I'm afraid of; in reality, people ignore me...because they're afraid of me...its...because of the way I am...I...I just can't help it..."
She never had been… Only concerned for his safety around her unruly powers, which she failed to control. Eloi wiped her eyes of her tears, and she took a deep breath, and she put her hands around Deacon’s face, staring intently into his eyes, sending him her thoughts, showing him her deep sincerity. “I was never afraid of you, Deacon. Only for you.â€Â
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