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Charles Turner ([info]doctorknowsbest) wrote in [info]onceuponadream,
@ 2013-05-19 14:35:00

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Entry tags:character: charles turner, character: ingrid tanner, player: cindy, player: lena

Charles spent a good deal of time staring at that text message before he responded to her. He didn't know which emotion to feel. He was confused, he was angry, he was hurt. He didn't understand how she could have kept this from him. How she could think he didn't have a right to know. She controlled the situation and denied him the right to mourn his lost child. And for them to help each other.

He didn't want to talk to her at his place. He didn't want to hear anything from his siblings right now. There was no way he could deal with what they had to say with so many different emotions bubbling up inside him. Instead he asked her to meet him at the beach. It was easy to find a secluded spot. Not many people braved the ocean or the beach as it wasn't quite summer yet.

He arrived nearly half an hour earlier than he told Ingrid to meet him. Charles had tried to wait but he just couldn't sit around the house. The ocean waves rolled and crashed against the shoreline. He sat there with his arms resting on his knees as the same question and thoughts repeated through his mind.


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[info]soookeh
2013-05-19 06:59 pm UTC (link)
Ingrid didn't drink very often and right now she was vowing to never do it again. On top of a pretty massive hangover, she was dealing with the fallout of the text she'd sent last night. Why in the hell had that seemed like a good idea? She never meant to tell Charles about the baby. She'd never meant to tell anyone and somehow she had managed to announce it to everyone she knew.

It probably went without saying, but she was a little embarrassed and she really didn't know what she was going to say to Charles. If he didn't hate her before, she was sure he was going to hate her now.

After firing off a response to his text, Ing had taken a quick shower. The steam made her hangover a little better or maybe that was the Advil kicking in. She towel dried her hair, pulled it back and slipped into a pair of shorts and an LBU t-shirt before grabbing her purse and heading out.

It took her a moment to get out of her car once she was parked at the beach. This wasn't a conversation she ever wanted to have, but now she was about to have it and she had no idea what she was going to say to him. Finally, she got out and started to walk towards the spot he'd mentioned. She knew when shed found it, because his thoughts hit her so hard she nearly stumbled on the sand and she had to take a moment to pull herself together before she could speak.

"Hey."

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[info]doctorknowsbest
2013-05-22 01:31 am UTC (link)
Charles was a lot of things right now. He couldn't even tell you if he hated her. He just kept replaying the events that happened after her accident. How she was acting, how they fell apart. The more they looped through his head the hotter his anger seemed to boil. When he had first read her message he had been in a state of shock. He didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to believe that Ingrid of all people could do something like this to him.

And then as if he didn't have enough to be angry about his brother had to go and open his mouth. When he had gotten that text on his phone when Chris responded to Ingrid's apparently group message, he wanted nothing more than to hit his brother. On top of everything he was thinking he didn't need drama from his brother added on to it. It was between him and Ingrid. And as far as Charles was concerned it wasn't anyone else's fucking business.

He had been so deep in his thoughts that he hadn't even realized Ing's arrival until he heard her. All he could do was nod, acknowledging that he heard her. If he spoke just yet he had no idea what would be coming out of his mouth.

He didn't move from his spot nor did he turn to look at her. Instead he stayed seated in the sand, listening to the crash of the waves mix with the angry swirl of thoughts in his head.

It took several long moments before Charles finally opened his mouth. "Why….how…all this time." It wasn't clear or coherent by any means but the anger and the hurt wasn't allowing him perfect mental clarity at the moment. So many thoughts and questions were cutting the other's off. Why did she keep it from him? Why was he not allowed to know he had had a child? How could she do this to him? How could she treat him that way? "How could you keep that from me?" he asked, finally looking at her.

A part of him even wondered if she even ever loved him if she was capable of treating him this way. And keeping such things from him.

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[info]soookeh
2013-05-23 03:27 pm UTC (link)
Ingrid was in no condition to block out his thoughts. Normally, she did her best to keep from listening in on her friends and family, but right now she just didn't have that ability. She was hungover, she was embarrassed, she had no idea how she was supposed to make things right. She knew Charles was angry and she didn't blame him.

He didn't have to speak his questions out loud and by some miracle she was able to wait until he did speak before she answered him. She didn't really want to add reading his mind to the lists of reasons he should despise her.

"I didn't know until after the accident," she told him. "After.. I didn't want.. I didn't want you to hurt the way I was hurting."

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[info]doctorknowsbest
2013-06-10 06:01 pm UTC (link)
"A lot of good that did," Charles spat out. He angry and hurt and he didn't know how she could do this to him. "So you didn't want to tell me about the baby because you didn't want me to hurt the way you were but…do you even remember the weeks following it?" he asked, turning to stare straight at her. The was anger, hurt, pain, sadness and betrayal burning inside him. Any other time he might have been able to control it but right now it was controlling him. "All the fighting? Was that someone sparing me too?"

Charles shook his head, pursing his lips. He didn't know what else to say. He didn't even know what else he wanted to hear from Ingrid. When Charles had asked, or rather told Ingrid they needed to talk he thought this would somehow help. He thought hearing things, getting answers might help somehow. It might help him make some sort of sense out of this but so far it hadn't. All it did was turn his emotions into an even murkier mess.

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[info]soookeh
2013-06-12 01:22 am UTC (link)
"I know, I know, I'm sorry."

Ingrid didn't know what else she could say. The truth wasn't going to help him. It wasn't going to help either of them. She knew how badly she'd screwed up, both after the accident and again with the text she'd sent. That was really stupid and she really wished she could take it back.

"I fucked it all up, Charles. I know that. I-if I could take it back or fix it or anything I would, but I can't."

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