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Glisten?"
Glisten was frozen with dread, looking up to the familiar voice.
Rodger stood at his door, unmoving. Unwavering.
Glisten couldn't- he couldn't do anything about it.
A door was shut, as Rodger came to sit on the bed with him.
He looked at his room, the state it was in...the state He was in..
Glisten couldn't take it anymore. "God- please.. tell me what you think already."
In response, Rodger gave him the biggest, sweetest hug he could muster.
They both stayed there that night. They had a lot of fix, but it wasn't anything those two couldn't do.
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"Hey Rodger, I got you something."
Rodger looked up from his work. "Hm?"
"Here," As I passed the card to Rodger.
"What's the card for?" Rodger asked, slowly brushing the outside of the letter over.
"Try not to open it till later, love~ " it felt absolutely terrible to have to say that to him, but it's better than being honest. He..he wouldn't enjoy honesty, here.
He took a careful look at the envelope, tracing the corners where it rounded and feeling the smoothness of the letter.
I did say I'd do my best to be distant, but maybe I do want one last good look at him, at least. His glass was clean, for once. I think I'll miss cleaning him up.
"I've gotta go out for a drive, Rodger."
Rodger looked up from his work, his expression nearing unreadable. He didn't say no, at least.
"I'll.. I'll talk to you later, Rodger."
"Promise me."
...
"What?" I turn back to him, looking him over.
"Promise me you'll talk to me later."
...
"Yea. I promise, Rodger."
And with that, I was out the door.
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I wasn't sure where I was going. Hell, I wasn't sure I wanted to know where I was going. I knew the destination, at least.
The gun was in the backseat, like some empty husk. I couldn't dare to look at it, honestly.
I don't know how long I've been driving for at this point, but my phone rang.
Now, considering the situation I'm in..I don't want to answer it.
But there it is, ringing again.
And again
And again.
The fourth time comes along with buzzes on my phone..fine.
At this point, I don't care who's calling me, I'm not staging for them.
"Hello?" My voice comes as a bit tired, a bit frazzled at best. It'll be okay, though.
"Glisten."
I stiffen at the sound of his voice. I knew what was about to happen.
"Yes, my dear?"
Maybe, just maybe, he'd-
"Come back home."
I stiffen at idea. his voice. Why the fuck would I wanna come home now? I..I need to finish this.
"You..you forgot your mirror."
"I have one in the car."
"Your food?"
"I'll buy some at the store."
".. Your makeup bag?? You can't leave without your makeup bag, Glis.?"
I scoffed, almost as if this was a normal drive. "I'll be fine without it."
There was a pause on the other end. Not like Rodger was one to let me know how he felt, he's probably ready to end the call-
"Come home, Glisten." His voice creaked. It doesn't..his voice doesn't do that.
"I don't need to be there, I'll come back!"
"I don't- Glisten..I can't.. I need you to come back to our house.
..
"I don't need to go back to your house, Rodger!!"
"YES YOU DO!" His voice damn near shattered me. God, it was raw. Rawer than he's ever been on the couch, or with his voice, or anything.
"I don't know what the fuck you mean by my-house. My house?? I- this is OUR house, Glisten, OURS! I can't deal with the aftermath- please don't.. please don't make this my house. Please."
All he did was sob, squeak and beg to me. I...my god I don't like it.
"I..I can't come back to the house."I can't do this to myself, I know what my plan is.
"Please, Glisten. For me. Promise to me you'll turn around. I need you, I need you home , in our house.
And all of a sudden, I was driving back home. And then, I was in Rodgers arms.
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He was sobbing into my shirt. Not that it was very pretty, but it was comfortable.
He said he wants to talk about what happened.. the note. I don't wanna think about the note, if I'm being honest. Maybe he'll forget if I wish hard enough-