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Boyd Ainslie | Red Riding Hood (ex_sanguine300) wrote in bellumlogs,

Boyd smiled. She was adopting Hannah. That was that; she'd decided.

"We're all sitting around here talking about them and blaming them all for what they did, and I ain't saying they weren't in the wrong, but it starts with us, don't it? There's something that makes us stay when we shouldn't. Some needing thing that doesn't wanna be alone or thinks we ain't good enough. We're scared. More scared of that than of fists or teeth or anything else."

She went quiet, but only for a moment. "I'd beat the ever-living tar out of someone who hurt anyone I cared about," she said with blunt honesty. "That don't mean I can do the same for myself," she added.

"Why don't we talk about what love should be instead?" she asked. "'Cause that's what all it's about, ain't it? Love. We take what they dish out 'cause we wanna be loved, and we wanna not be alone. So why not talk about what we should be getting from a lover, instead of what we all already know how to get from them?"

It was blunt, spoken quickly despite the slow and syrupy drawl. Boyd hadn't intended to actually get anything out of this group meeting, but she found that in this circle, well, she might as well ask while she was sitting here.