Evangeline Sablier is not broken, but please (handlewithcare) wrote in rooms,
Re: Evie S/Anon
A story. In two parts.
Part 1.
My name is Evangeline Sablier, I'm 27 years old, I've never been married but I was engaged once. I was born in Paris, my papa and maman divorced when I was 3. I had an older sister, from my maman's previous marriage, she was 4 when I was born. We moved to the Ukraine with my maman when I was 3 and my sister was 7, and I wasn't allowed to see my papa.
She got remarried to a Ukrainian who was the head of a human trafficking ring, they didn't sell either one of us, but they "rented my sister." And when I was 7 they started making money off of me too. When I was 10 my sister died from some injuries she sustained, and when I was 11 I almost did too, my Papa came and took me from a private hospital in the Ukraine, and we went back to Paris. I don't know what happened to my step-father, but I never heard from either of them again - until I was 25 and my maman died and left me her estate which I donated to a human trafficking charity, because I didn't want it.
Anyway. When I was 12 we moved to the States - New York City, I kept up with therapy, started talking again and by 15 was reading and writing and singing and doing all kinds of normal things. When I was 16 we moved to Seattle, I made some more friends, and by the time I was 19 I had met and fallen in love with Will, met my two best friends and everything was great.
Will had some problems, but we got through them, he had a drug problem and some anger issues but he never physically hurt me, and after a few turns in rehab and a bit of therapy on my end I got better and he got better and WE got better. And everything was okay. Fast Forward to Las Vegas. And I reconnect with Luke and Wren, Will proposes. I get pregnant. I have a baby, Will dies in his God damn door, the doors go cattywampus and everything goes to absolute shit.
I lost all my money, I lost my fiance. I started getting this stupid weather controlling power that took forever learning to control. I got a crush on a guy who doesn't like me back. I became a burden to everyone who loves me. I got stuck in a bad door recently and now I think my friends think I'm crazy because I spent the whole time yelling at my dead boyfriend who was SO MEAN and told me I was always going to be alone, and that he had to be on the drugs to be with me. Luke came for Wren. And Jack came for Luke. No one came for me. There was no one, of course. I’m lucky that my friends aren’t alone. Maybe that’s selfish because Jack and Luke “came for everyone” and wouldn’t have “left without me” of course not. But it didn’t feel the same, right? It’s not the same. I’m not saying I need a husband or a boyfriend - that ship has sailed. But someone to miss me when I’m gone wouldn’t be so bad. Someone to say “I’ve got to go get Evie from that crappy door.” NO I AM NOT WISHING FOR THAT. DON’T WRITE THAT DOWN. YOU DON’T WISH FOR THINGS LIKE THAT IT ALWAYS GOES BADLY.
And when I got stuck in Gotham right after, and was disoriented and lost and just stupid for going there by myself. The person who checked in, was the guy who was babysitting my dog. He is very nice, and he doesn't know any of this, because he'd probably just think I was like extra crispy, and I want someone to think I'm original recipe once in a while. Now I feel like I'm turning into a huge burden for him and his friend in addition to my two best friends. And really. I shouldn't be. I'm just some girl.
I know no one expects to be paid back because I know they are all good people. But shouldn't I offer? Or maybe they care about me enough, that it would offend them? Or they don't want to be paid back. I don't know what to do. I don't want to be a problem anymore. I want to take away all of their problems that I've caused. My friends love me, but sometimes it feels like they shouldn't.
Because what do they get in return? I wish I could wish for them to stop worrying about me, but I need that, but I need to worry about them too, and right now I don't know how to do that. Because I'm broke and unemployed, and living on a couch, in a place that I dumped a bunch of snow on. And my weather powers are so cool. But not when I'm knocking out the power because I had a bad dream.