stephanie nashton does it all (forthem) wrote in rooms,
Re: Call: Steph/Selina
[Nodding along. Oh, she knows that too well. Another careful pause.] Did that happen after? When you woke up? [Chewing her lip.] Sometimes I can feel the Pit. When I'm my angriest, when I can't control it, I feel the burn of it underneath my skin and in my throat. [Sad smile.] It'll be a secret between us girls then, okay? [A hard swallow.] Me? I--uh, it's the same. [Starting to ramble. Dropping her art supplies on the floor and getting up to pace. Going quick, voice getting tighter as she goes.] Like I'm back there and there are bombs going off everywhere we go, and Owlman's mechanical wings are flying overhead. And I feel dizzy, and I can't breathe either. [Shaky.] And it's not just when things remind me anymore. It's when I feel too much, if I get overwhelmed, I can't even have-
[A quiet gasp for air, then a couple more. She goes quiet for a second, inhale and exhale, and sits on the cold floor. Shaking a little.] He's going to pay. You're right. [A noise at the back of her throat. Firmly.] No, it's my special day, and I don't care. I want you there. [And then there's a longer pause.] I know he was messed up after-I didn't know he- [A mirthless little laugh.] We are all so fucked up.