wildracer (wildracer) wrote in thefield, @ 2009-03-26 17:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | rowan, thorne, z - 1st tribe - day 12 |
No Longer a Placeholder, but a Place for Comfort!
Who: Thorne and Rowan
Where: Rowan and Helena's hammock? That okay with you?
When: Just after the meeting and onwards.
Rowan was upset. Really upset. And she knew she was being unreasonable in her emotional state but she couldn't really help it. She didn't want to leave, she didn't know why Bazzer was upset, she didn't know why he got so snappy during the meeting, she missed home and she was generally just an unhappy camper. So when Helena went elsewhere for the night Ro crawled into the hammock by herself and curled up in a ball, missing her company and warmth.
Thorne had known that Rowan was upset and wasn't sure how much was hormonal and how much was something else, but he also knew that he himself wasn't exactly thrilled and Bazzer's obvious anger and upset had left him hurt as well. He had been honest and truthful and open and what more did Bazzer want from him? It wasn't like he was going to change, but it seemed like Bazzer was totally expecting Thorne to make himself miserable and resentful just to please Bazzer's outdated notion of what was proper.
Well, he wasn't going to. If there was one thing about Thorne that he would not break, it was being something other than who he was. He'd fought that all through college and wasn't going to give that up.
He went in search of Rowan and found her in her hammock. "Hey Ro," he starte quietly, touching her shoulder lightly. "You okay?"
Rowan shook her head in the dark, though he probably couldn't see it. "Yes. No. I don't know. I'm upset and I don't know why Bazzer's mad at me and it sucks." She could've winced at herself; Ro knew she sounded like a petulant child, all whining and pouting, but goddammit, y'know what? She'd been a smiling happy strong 'let's make this work' person since she'd gotten there and she deserved a little time off from that. Still, she scootched over a little so that Thorne could visit her hammock if he wanted too.
Thorne climbed onto the hammock with her and without thought wrapped both arms around her and kissed her forehead. "He's not mad at you, hon. He's mad at me. I. I told him I wasn't the monogamous type and he either didn't really hear it, chose to disbelieve me, or decided I was wrong about myself. So..when I told him I was interested in Ryan because I promised to be honest, he got all upset." He shrugged one shoulder and sighed softly. "Sorry he's taking it out on everyone else, but damn it..I told him up front."
Rowan turned slightly so that she was curled up against him instead of leaning on him - hammocks were awkward at best she'd found for that sort of thing. "We were chatting in Helena's Bath and we were talking about our mutual wings and we started kissing and then... well, I told him no, he was angry and I didn't want angry sex, y'know? And he got really upset with me. I don't know." She sniffled. "And I don't want to leave."
Whoa...whoa...Bazzer went and started kissing Rowan? What the...after all that talk about wanting relationships and monogamy? Thorne blinked a few times and tried to organize his thoughts. "Wait...so, he broke up with me then went and started kissing you? And...no, I don't think angry sex is a good way to get together with someone." He held Rowan closer, rubbing her back gently. "I'm sorry." Somehow he felt this was all his fault.
"I... I think I was the rebound chick." Rowan admitted softly, and cuddled up against him. The baby, bless its tiny soul and oddly strong legs, kicked Thorne a couple times before apparently going back to sleep.
Thorne laughed as he felt the baby kick him then sobered again. "Sorry, I won't ever get over how cool that is, but um that. Was a really fast rebound," he murmured, "and I feel oddly guilty. You shouldn't be a rebound girl. I mean you're totally cool and smart and caring and adventurous. Bazzer should totally see that."
Rowan kissed him for that. Not a sexy kiss, just a kiss on the chin since she was a bit shorter than him in the hammock and she didn't want to move. "Thanks, Thorne."
"Hey...nothing to thank me for. Just stating the obvious." He grinned down at her and wrinkled his nose at her a bit. "Tell you what...I'm just hoping I'm around when those hormones kick in." His tone of voice showed that he was at least mostly teasing before he winked at her.
Rowan sniffled, but gave him a thankful little smile and another hug. "You'll be the first to know. Well. After me."