Post by Erin Hackett on Sept 8, 2015 0:31:55 GMT -6
Erin did not like to admit that she was sensitive, but she was. There were things that made her cry and there were a lot of things that trigger a panic attack. During thunder storms she literally became paralyzed with fear, cried, and called out for her father to save her. Of course she would never admit any of this out loud and every time anyone would bring up her crying; Quinn specifically, she would point out that she had something in her eye or that she had not cried that much. She already knew that she was a wreck when it came to interacting with people but she at least tried her best to play it off like she was doing fine. How else was she to make friends?
Alex spoke of how if someone didn't want Erin around, it was because they were not worth it. It was good to her but it still didn't get rid of Erin's fear. The fear that one day she would lose control over her power and just vanish forever. She was told something like it was possible and perhaps that was why she wanted to work so hard to make friend. So people knew she existed, that even if she vanished at least someone would remember that she was real. The question had Erin letting out something like a weak chuckle as she kept rubbing at her eyes to get rid of any tears that had slipped out. "I don't really have...examples to go off of." Erin responded.
It was true. He dad was not really a ball of emotions and it had only really ever been her and her dad so she just didn't really know things and just came up with her own assumptions. "Why...can you then um...maybe try to see how amazing you are?" Erin asked, wanting to return Alex's comment on her but struggled a little. Still, she felt like Alex needed to take those words to heart, because the other girl was amazing. Erin felt like Alex was talking nonsense with this talking about how she could not give Erin what she wanted and how she would hurt her; she didn't believe any of it. Then there was the hug, which had Erin's body remembering what it was like to be close to Alex's but she held her focus.
Alex would always love her...but what kind of love was it? Not the kind that came along with those wonderful kisses she bet, no one could love her like that. AT least Alex said she would always be her friend, that had to be good enough. Right? Alex was asking the same question. "...yes, I mean like...I don't really have a choice. I can't...I can't force you to feel a certain way about me so as long as I have you in my life...yeah." Erin responded as she started to play with the bedsheet with a free hand. She did want to kiss Alex again, but a good friend did not try and make a friend do that.
If Alex just wanted to be friend, she would accept it, and it was not like she thought Alex would ever want to be more then friends. She was fine so long as Alex remained in her life...and as long as she did not see Alex kissing someone else.
Alex spoke of how if someone didn't want Erin around, it was because they were not worth it. It was good to her but it still didn't get rid of Erin's fear. The fear that one day she would lose control over her power and just vanish forever. She was told something like it was possible and perhaps that was why she wanted to work so hard to make friend. So people knew she existed, that even if she vanished at least someone would remember that she was real. The question had Erin letting out something like a weak chuckle as she kept rubbing at her eyes to get rid of any tears that had slipped out. "I don't really have...examples to go off of." Erin responded.
It was true. He dad was not really a ball of emotions and it had only really ever been her and her dad so she just didn't really know things and just came up with her own assumptions. "Why...can you then um...maybe try to see how amazing you are?" Erin asked, wanting to return Alex's comment on her but struggled a little. Still, she felt like Alex needed to take those words to heart, because the other girl was amazing. Erin felt like Alex was talking nonsense with this talking about how she could not give Erin what she wanted and how she would hurt her; she didn't believe any of it. Then there was the hug, which had Erin's body remembering what it was like to be close to Alex's but she held her focus.
Alex would always love her...but what kind of love was it? Not the kind that came along with those wonderful kisses she bet, no one could love her like that. AT least Alex said she would always be her friend, that had to be good enough. Right? Alex was asking the same question. "...yes, I mean like...I don't really have a choice. I can't...I can't force you to feel a certain way about me so as long as I have you in my life...yeah." Erin responded as she started to play with the bedsheet with a free hand. She did want to kiss Alex again, but a good friend did not try and make a friend do that.
If Alex just wanted to be friend, she would accept it, and it was not like she thought Alex would ever want to be more then friends. She was fine so long as Alex remained in her life...and as long as she did not see Alex kissing someone else.