felixrupert-sna asked: Felix nodded. That was a simple enough request. "Yes, of course," he said, looping her arm with his.
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She leaned on him and continued on home with an empty, broken heart.
felixrupert-sna asked: Felix scowled. How long would he have to put this act on for? To play the delicate, loving friend? But he would, if only to draw her in. "You are just saying that because the wound is fresh," he stated. "It will get better. And you will be able to move on when the time comes."
She nodded, finally mumbling, ”walk me home? Please?”
felixrupert-sna asked: He soothingly ran his hand over her hair, comforting gestures from a man with no sympathy to give. He gave a nod, pursing his lips together. "Ja, it can feel like that," he informed her. "But the heart is the best at healing." Make her feel safe, make her feel like she could trust him. What wasn't to trust?
She nodded, hugging him tightly. She was just so sad… ”Why can’t I ever hold onto a good thing?” she cried, ”why do my powers have to get in the way of everything! I just wanna be normal! I hate myself, I hate myself s-so much.”
felixrupert-sna asked: Vulnerable. Perfectly vulnerable. And a week before that ever so loved holiday of Valentine's. How well laid out. He pulled her into a comforting hug, muttering sweet German words to her. She was easy prey right now. So fragile. "I am sure it is all for the best," he said quietly. "It hurts now, but it will eventually heal."
She felt weird for a moment but then latched onto the German - her friend - embracing him and crying softly against him with the occasional shake. ”I feel like my heart,” she whined in a pained quiet voice, ”has been ripped in two.”
felixrupert-sna asked: His brows rose at this information. She was moving? Well, that would put a damper on things. Granted, he could adapt. He cleared his throat. "Oh? Moving? Where to?" He asked. "And something terrible? Whatever do you mean?"
”New York City,” she sniffed. ”And…And I…I broke up. With my-” she broke down again, flushed and trying to breathe properly between sobs.
felixrupert-sna asked: "Liebchen, what is wrong?" Felix inquired with a false sincerity that even a mother would believe. He moved closer to her, looking down at her with concerned blue eyes. "You should not be out here, crying. What has occurred?"
Her bottom lip quivered, stifling another sob and shook. ”Felix I meant to - to talk to you - I - I’m moving-” Two more tears streamed down her flushed upset pink cheeks, wiping them away quickly too stubborn. ”I just - I just did something - something t-….terrible.”
felixrupert-sna asked: He had been at a diner he enjoyed, after running a few tests. Nothing worked up an appetite like work did, truly. He let out a whistle in the brisk, cold Michigan winter air. He paused, though, as he noticed a familiar figure not too far ahead of him. He raised his brows as he quickly analyzed the body language informed him of distress. "Allie?" He called out, making his voice sound worried and concerned.
She’d done it.
Oh God but everything hurt, everything hurt.
Her shoulders were hunched, shivering as she walked through the snow. She’d walked here for the soul reason so that when she got back home it wouldn’t look like she’d been crying…
”Ah!” She spun surprised and wide eyed like an injured, scared animal and rubbed her arms, quickly looking down at the side walk with a sniff. ”Oh. Hi Felix.”
