Shane Marion (wolfishane) wrote in bellumlogs, @ 2010-03-01 22:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | big bad wolf, red riding hood |
Who: Shane and Boyd
What: Boyd rushes back to Bellum to do damage control.
Where: 601.
When: Just following this.
Warnings: Probably a decent amount of swearing?
Shane didn't know what to do.
He'd felt like he might be on the right track. Talking to Cole had been taking a risk, yes, but it had made him feel a little better talking to someone who didn't immediately react with utter horror or talk down to him.
Then he'd made the mistake of telling Boyd. He didn't expect her to be happy about it, but, if anything, he thought she'd be upset that he'd killed someone in saving Cole. The idea that him talking to someone would panic her so fully had honestly taken him by surprise, left him confused, feeling even worse than he had before. He'd seen the risks Boyd was talking about, of course, but he just didn't care that much about his own well-being. He hadn't considered the likelihood of something happening to Boyd as a result. Now he felt like an idiot. On top of that, he was frustrated. He was supposed to be trying to get better, wasn't he? That's what he had felt he was doing. Talk to someone. He never fucking talked to people. And when he had gone out on a limb and tried, all he'd done was fuck everything up. Maybe it was hopeless. Maybe he was a lost cause.
All he could do now was wait for Boyd to show up, likely still panicked, sitting on the couch in his living room. He'd shut the computer off and was sitting in the dark, smoking a cigarette while he waited.