Redsand Canyon temptatio

She was going to cry. She could tell, but it didn't really register why, or why she suddenly felt the slide of panic down her gut.

This was just like every other time. Every goddamn time, they froze her out, no matter how hard she bent herself over and sideways to make sure they could fucking talk to her.

Her throat caught and her eyes burned as she heard him dismiss himself, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of it. His tone was flatter than it had ever been.

Remember that I only asked you for two things, and one of them was trust. She said quietly. We don't have to talk now. But don't lie to me, or hide from me, when we do; otherwise we might as well call the whole thing over. She stood and turned to walk away, her posture rigid and uncomfortable. Fennec didn't want to lose her composure there but the sensation was too familiar. Her jaw clenched, but her anger wasn't only towards him.

Happiness probably was too much to hope for. Especially when she was determined to sabotage it every fucking chance she got.