Katie Bell fights like a girl. Mean. (clearasabell) wrote in unforgivenrpg, @ 2010-11-14 22:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2000-11, c: katie bell, c: tavish urquhart, type: thread |
Who: Katie Bell
What: Katie suffers from the emo too.
When: Sunday night.
Where: Craigston Castle
Rating: Low; language.
Status: Done; Narrative.
Katie shut her journal, nearly throwing it across the room. Tears stained her hands from where she'd cried and she felt heavy and hollow all at the same time. They could pretend all that they wanted that they weren't persecuting her because of who she was in love with, but it was a bald-face lie. She'd fucked up, Merlin knew she'd fucked up, but she wasn't entirely certain what her biggest fuck up had been. Telling the Order about herself and Tavish was necessary, but it was hard. Now, dear friends of hers believed that she'd sell them out, that she'd rejected them for the enemy. She hadn't. She still loved them.
She'd put Alicia in danger. She'd put Charlie in danger on complete accident. She'd lied to Tavish about both of them. But...this? This was a witch hunt. It was tearing the Order apart and she refused to be a part of it any longer.
Katie sat curled up on the edge of the bed, crying into her hands. Mistakes, she'd made them in spades. Was this just another one? Was it all going to come crashing down around her someday? Did she make the right choice? Every question moved through her mind like little shocks of lightning, making her head ache and her mouth go dry. Al hated her. Charlie hated her. Her allies had all but scattered. She couldn't stay here at Craigston, not for much longer. Not without Tavish's parents noticing.
What had she done?