WHO: Aderyn Ceredit, Saint David, open to Iestyn after a bit if you want WHEN: Wednesday day WHERE: Their home WHAT: Addy is sad WARNINGS: TBA
Addy was sure her life used to make sense.
Once upon a time, she lived in a tiny Welsh village, and excitement was when the corner shop got a new flavour of crisps. She studied hard and she worked her part time job, and she hung out with her brother. They ate dinners as a family, her twin, her mum and her aunty. Her life had a quiet kind of predictability until her mother passed away of cancer and admitted, on her death bed, that Addy and Iestyn's father was a saint.
Now they lived on an entirely different continent and nothing made sense.
They had been abducted and tortured by the devil, Iestyn had had his heart broken by a character played by a rooster in a fucking Disney film, and now he was maybe dating Santa Junior. Their uncle could shoot confetti out of his hands. Occasionally they would head into the kitchen for breakfast to find the sin of Wrath just hanging out. And then she would make them PopTarts as if that was something someone named Wrath would normally do. Their father was the most normal person around them, who wasn't mortal. And he was still a saint who could tap into divine power if he wanted to, and he had used it to bring her back from the brink of death.
Oh, and she had been brought back from the brink of death.
She wasn't sure if that made her kind of a zombie or not. Or like...a Welsh, female, Jesus Christ. That she certainly hadn't brought up to David, but she giggled with Iestyn about it.
Now to top off all the fucking weirdness, she was pregnant to a Merry Man, who insisted on being a bit of an arse about it. Rhiannon was the only person in their lives right now who wasn't an immortal, and Addy was feeling it. Everyone around her could fuck up as much as they wanted, because they had time. If they died, they would come back. Addy had one life.
She hadn't meant what she said to Will Stutely, of course. She didn't wish she hadn't met the Merry Men, but if she hadn't, her life - her brother's life...they would certainly be on a very different course right now.
Addy slunk into the living room to find her father there, sitting in his chair, reading a book. Instantly, Addy burst into tears and she made a beeline for him. She didn't even hesitate or think about the fact that she was a full grown woman, she crawled right up into his lap and curled up there, sobbing into his chest.