Lydia Martin is done with the supernatural. (fieldsmedal) wrote in motelca,
Thomas | Lydia
[It's been almost two years since she saw that tape. And she still remembers it, almost word for work. When her vision becomes completely clouded by tears, she sniffs quietly and looks down at her own hands over her lap too.]
You just said you had to leave. You asked us not to look for you, you said you had to go for a while you couldn't tell us anything.
[The anger comes back to her voice for a second, but when it cracks, it becomes replaced by the hurt. And she's suddenly clasping her hands together very tightly.]
You asked Scott to watch over me. Over your dad. And you-- asked us not to try and find you. [She repeats as she lets her hair fall down her shoulders and shield most of her face as she brushes the tears from her cheek.]
And we didn't. We wanted to, at first but we-- you vanished. And we thought-- we were sure you were okay. That you really wanted to just disappear.
[With a quiet, terrified sob she turns to look at him again. All the guilt, all the pain that comes with the realization that they failed him clear on her face.]