Marietta Edgecombe (marietta_louise) wrote in magic_days, @ 2007-09-30 20:18:00 |
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Whee! Self-RP
LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY sylvie_renee)
Who: Sylvie Fawcett, Claude Fawcett, self-RP
Where: Chez Fawcett, Ottery St Catchpole
When: December 30, 1995
Why: Brother/sister bonding
Rating: R for adultish discussion
"Eugh," I say with a groan as I head into the kitchen and plop down on a chair.
"In trouble again?" Claude asks, half grinning as he busies about on the counter, making himself a sandwich.
"Worse," I say, "Can you believe? ...They actually just gave me the sex talk."
At that, Claude lets out a hearty laugh, and taking his sandwich sitting down next to me. "It happens to all of us, Syl. Anything to prompt it? I don't think I got mine until I was coming of age."
"Tessa," I tell him with a sigh, "stole my journal and told them she was concerned about how much flirting she'd seen in a flip through. It was unnecessary torture."
"Okay, so Tess ratting on you isn't so great, but the talk's not so unnecessary, you know, Syl. They just don't want you to do anything you'll regret - they want everything to be perfect for you."
So...fat chance of that. Especially considering their sex talk was about a year too late. "So was yours perfect?"
"How do you know it's even happened?"
I roll my eyes. "Claude. You two have been dating over four years, with no proposal yet. I know Hufflepuffs are patient but that's beyond ridiculous."
He gives me a grin. "You shouldn't underestimate me, but yes, it was perfect. It was our two year anniversary and I'd talked to Dad about it ahead of time because neither Julia and I were ready to tie the knot yet, but we thought we were ready for this next step. And he said so long as I didn't think I would have any regrets and I loved her, the time would be right. And it was. Even if Jules and I don't last...and I don't have any intention of that happening, I will never regret it. Everything was just right. And I can only hope that when it happens for you, it will be just as perfect. You just need to finish school and get over your anti-relationship stance there first."
I'm silent for a moment taking it all in. He and Julia are deeply in love. They were in a settled relationship and both out of school when it had happened, apparently, and the way he talked about it makes it sound much better than my first time. He wants it to be perfect. Not knowing...
"Claude? What if..." I begin as he gets up to put his plate in the sink, the words caught in my throat. What if I'm not a virgin? Annette's the only one that knows in my family, and I know she disapproves. I trust Claude, right? But this...this is so huge. I don't know if I can trust him not to tell Maman and Dad. I can't trust that he won't think lowly of me if he knows. I...
"Sylvie?"
I'm shaken out of my thoughts. "What if...it turns out not to be right? Does that mean someone would be screwed forever?" I ask lamely instead.
Sitting back down, he places his chin in his hand, his turn to be silent. Finally he speaks. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but...I will. To make up for what she did. However, if I get one wind that you tell anyone else you know this, I will tell Maman we had this conversation."
That's enough of a threat. I don't want her questioning why Claude and I are talking about sex. "My lips are sealed."
"Okay then. Jerome told me once...I'm sure you heard all about how he and Tessa waited for marriage and all that. But...he wasn't her first. Jerome said not long after school, she decided to take the plunge with her boyfriend of the time, thinking they were going to get married eventually. Well...it apparently wasn't right for her, and they broke up not much later after. And would I say she's screwed? No, she moved on and waited for your brother, and she made sure it was right that time with them deciding to wait until the rings were on their fingers. So no, one mistake doesn't mean that one can't have meaningful relationships after or are spoiled forever."
The things I never knew about my family. With the look Claude's giving me, I know it's a warning that I'd better not let Tessa know I know. He's lucky I don't want wind of this conversation getting to Maman and will be satisfied by just knowing her secret. "Okay then. And I promise, lips are sealed."
"Good," he says, getting up once more, although he lingers by the table, giving me a look, "Syl...you know you can talk to me, right? If you need anything."
Shite. He doesn't suspect, does he? I hope not. Tessa may not be screwed, but I've been with a few people now and..."I'll be sure to let you know if I need to talk." There, that came out smoothly, "Thanks for the advice."
I'm not like my sister-in-law, after all. She may not have been doomed to a life without meaningful relationships, but since I don't want them...I suppose all I can do is think of the irony of having received these talks too late.