Re: [The Bridge over the River: Patrick/Newt]
I'd agree with that—[Patrick cut him off at the pass, and Newt scoffed lightly. He looked into the rush of the river, the sloping of water and how it folded back into itself. If he'd his way, obviously Adrian wouldn't be in love with him at all. But, Newt knew Patrick's point would remain, as ever. It would only morph to 'we do not lock lips with those our siblings have locked lips with.'] Darling, I believe I'm as much in the wrong as you are. Before you tell me he's your brother, which I know, there's the fact that it's me he's in love with and I know it. But, perhaps as I already had Sue fuck me, for me, it's simply predictable behavior. [He didn't say this very nicely about himself. But Newt was fairly certain, if Adrian was the hurt party, he was just as offending in the matter as Patrick was, if not more so, due to his age and his relationship with Adrian.—Newt smiled as Patrick accepted the consequences of his pranking, but that was all.]
You are. And, I think you're right. But—[Well, what then did it say about them, that they chose what they chose? Newt didn't think it made them bad people, but, perhaps he was wrong. He shrugged.] I don't know how to make Adrian understand either. I wish I did. I'd do whatever it was could bring him there. He seems to've forgotten what it's like, or perhaps he never went through it, by some miracle. I'm sorry it makes things more difficult. But, you needn't worry about me. [A smile.] I'm glad she's helpful. I don't know. She's understanding of the things people do more often than some. She didn't begrudge me and my imaginary twins. But, I'm awfully biased on this matter and we both know that.
[Newt kept his eyes closed.] I like to think I'd be kind to anyone, even if they maddened me. But, I'm sure you're right. [He listened to the butt of boot on wood.] How old were you, when he went? Webster. [He could tell Patrick'd turned his head toward him, and Newt opened his eyes to look over. He pulled one hand out from under his head, as if to reach for Patrick, but he thought better of it. He picked at the wood beside his cheek with a nail, but he offered Patrick a smile.] You needn't be. It's all right.