Robert Baratheon (filthinbeauty) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-06-25 00:06:00 |
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Who: Robert Baratheon [Narrative]
What: Me, myself and I.
When: Sunday
Where: Robert's place in Los Angeles
Rating: PG
Status: Complete
Pretending to be other people was easy. Being himself was not but Robert was trying, trying so very hard to 'fix it' even though he didn't have all the pieces. Every day he got up and worked on himself when all he really wanted was to down a quarter bottle of scotch and run away.
But running was not an option.
There was his little brother who meant the world to him. There was the girl he was supposed to marry but who ran away to find happiness. There was his childhood friend whom he'd loved since they were just boys. There was the girl he did marry, who loved him once, and he never even suspected...
They'd been deliberately cruel to each other, hitting where it would hurt the most, but he never meant to hurt her like this. Loving someone, being in love with someone who didn't love you back, it was painful. Of all the things that needed fixing, this was perhaps the one he wanted to fix the most.
Sobriety was a blessing they said. To Robert it felt like a curse, a burden he didn't have the strength to carry and with each passing day, he grew a bit weaker.