Re: [Recovery: Marta & Hannah]
Marta was sad too, but in a different sort of way. She’d learned a long time ago that the world was just shitty to people sometimes, and more often with the more a person fucked up. She’d fucked up a lot with Seven, and that didn’t just go away. She’d come (slowly) to realize that the niceness of the facility didn’t have anything to do with anything other than her getting better enough to not relapse and force him to deal with all her shit over and over again. The nicer the place, she figured, the better chance there was of sobriety sticking this time. Standing on her own, staying out of his life, so that she didn’t keep opening the wounds she’d given him.
…but she also didn’t want to be the person that took hope away from Hannah’s life. So she just gave that little smile that did nothing to cover the sadness in her eyes, and glanced down to type.
maybe
Hannah was right about Repose being small though. Small and weird and bringing people together in strange ways. How else would both she and Seven ended up here? And her brother and all his friends for a while. And why did she keep coming back, even after the times she’d left? And all the other strange things that happened. Really, hooking up with two siblings at different times without knowing they were related was hardly the strangest thing that had ever happened in town. It was hardly the strangest thing that had happened to her in town. And as for not talking about siblings… well that wasn’t usually a topic of conversation with a random hookup.
Marta hadn’t been talking about details, but now she was wondering how that conversation would work between a brother and sister. It didn’t take too much imagination - she could remember giving Lip shit about his girlfriends sometimes. It was more the fact that Hannah and Si had been talking about her enough to realize they both knew her in the first place. Sex or no. But before she could think to type out an explanation, her mind got stuck on the word “pretty”.
For a moment, confusion crossed Marta’s face, and her lips pursed together, the beginning of a “why?” That was easy to read, even if it wasn’t voiced. But then her mind tumbled into thinking about if she would’ve ever been in the same sort of situation with Lip - if he would’ve hooked up with someone like her, and what she might tell him. And she could understand wanting to tell her brother that the girl he’d hooked up with was pretty, even when she wasn’t. She understood, and it actually made her like Hannah a little more, that she would do that for her brother when she seemed so prone otherwise to tell the truth. It made her able to find another small smile and nod her head.