[ Chloe's quiet for a good moment. There's an envy in being able to punish the people who hurt you. That Elsa and Anna could do something to make Hans regret it, to make the dignitaries grovel, and that she got some kind of justice from it all. She hates that it makes her jealous, but how could it not? Her hand absent-mindedly rests against her stomach, feeling the small knot of scar tissue just below her rib cage.
It must be nice. But she doesn't know how to say that without sounding like a bitch, and if there's one thing Chloe has learned here, it's that taking out her own darkness on others doesn't help anything at all. It just makes everything worse. ]
Sounds like you'll get your happy ending then.
[ It comes out a little quieter than she wants it to, her throat feeling tight. How did they get here again? ]
[ Not unlike Chloe, Anna was good at people. She had a natural talent for picking up on the subtleties that others give off, so it's not lost on her that something is bothering Chloe.
Anna won't argue whether she deserves it or not, she still hasn't told Chloe the extent to which she's been troubled. But she gets the feeling that the attention should be redirected. ]
[ Chloe's first reaction at the question is to freeze for a second. She bites her lip, staring at her lap rather than at Anna, forehead creased as she tries to figure out what to say. ]
I'm fine. [ It comes out on instinct, the same way it always has, like some sort of tick that she can't get rid of. Chloe's quiet again for a second before she goes to grab her bag. ] I should—
[ Go. She should go. She even goes to stand like she might, turning back towards the house, but not quite leaving. Was that really fair after all Anna had opened up to her about? Telling her about her sister, her heart, Hans... She bites her lip, not turning around, but not moving forward, either. ]
... I um... [ God, how is it so hard to speak honestly even after all these years of practice? ] You're... lucky. Not— Not just about your love life being picture perfect now or whatever, but... All of it. It's—
[ She clenches her jaw, closing her eyes, glad she's not looking at her so she doesn't have to try to make her expression neutral. ]
Before here, every man I met just... hurt me. Eventually. I don't mean like some bullshit fight or whatever, but really hurt me. And none of them— None of them ever had to pay for it. No one got punished, not really. They just got to go on with their lives, go to other towns, other schools, make something of themselves, or... whatever... And I'm just— I'm some poor fucking nobody with no power to do anything to change it, stuck in a piece of shit town that's falling apart around me and I'll never get out.
[ She bites the inside of her cheek, sighing deeply. ]
I'm sorry. I know it's a stupid fucking thing to be envious of. I know that even if you got to see someone pay, it doesn't make the pain of what was done go away. But it... It must... At least make something better, knowing that he had to suffer consequences for his actions.
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It must be nice. But she doesn't know how to say that without sounding like a bitch, and if there's one thing Chloe has learned here, it's that taking out her own darkness on others doesn't help anything at all. It just makes everything worse. ]
Sounds like you'll get your happy ending then.
[ It comes out a little quieter than she wants it to, her throat feeling tight. How did they get here again? ]
You seem like you deserve it.
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[ Not unlike Chloe, Anna was good at people. She had a natural talent for picking up on the subtleties that others give off, so it's not lost on her that something is bothering Chloe.
Anna won't argue whether she deserves it or not, she still hasn't told Chloe the extent to which she's been troubled. But she gets the feeling that the attention should be redirected. ]
Something's bothering you? Wanna talk about it?
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I'm fine. [ It comes out on instinct, the same way it always has, like some sort of tick that she can't get rid of. Chloe's quiet again for a second before she goes to grab her bag. ] I should—
[ Go. She should go. She even goes to stand like she might, turning back towards the house, but not quite leaving. Was that really fair after all Anna had opened up to her about? Telling her about her sister, her heart, Hans... She bites her lip, not turning around, but not moving forward, either. ]
... I um... [ God, how is it so hard to speak honestly even after all these years of practice? ] You're... lucky. Not— Not just about your love life being picture perfect now or whatever, but... All of it. It's—
[ She clenches her jaw, closing her eyes, glad she's not looking at her so she doesn't have to try to make her expression neutral. ]
Before here, every man I met just... hurt me. Eventually. I don't mean like some bullshit fight or whatever, but really hurt me. And none of them— None of them ever had to pay for it. No one got punished, not really. They just got to go on with their lives, go to other towns, other schools, make something of themselves, or... whatever... And I'm just— I'm some poor fucking nobody with no power to do anything to change it, stuck in a piece of shit town that's falling apart around me and I'll never get out.
[ She bites the inside of her cheek, sighing deeply. ]
I'm sorry. I know it's a stupid fucking thing to be envious of. I know that even if you got to see someone pay, it doesn't make the pain of what was done go away. But it... It must... At least make something better, knowing that he had to suffer consequences for his actions.