[The sound that comes out of her is a dry, bitter laugh. It's choked out, because she can't believe that they know each other so well intimately. They know each others likes and dislikes, and they know the other's personality. But they don't know the intricate little details of the things they've been through. They both work so hard to keep the other away from that part of them.]
It's my mistake to make. The choice is mine, and the time we've spent together has been perfect.
[She flashes him a sad smile, fearing that things are about to end. She worries that she won't see him again after this. But she won't allow this to be a last conversation.]
But you must realize, don't you? That the time we spend together is only in motel rooms. We hide away from reality because we can't cope with what's going on. We can't deal with the things that we do, the events in our lives that frighten us. But fear makes companions out of us all, Dean. There's a reason I come and go as I please, and never question why you do the same. If I wanted a bloody phone call, I would've demanded one out of you!
[Her temper starts to flare, but she bites at her lip to keep it under control. Tears are forming in her eyes, and she loathes that. But she has to press forward. ]
I want to face reality with you. No matter what it brings. You have no idea the things I've done and seen, and what I'm capable of handling. You're so afraid of what it is you feel that you won't even allow me to tell you how I feel or explain what it is I want!
[In an act of desperation, she leans in and presses her lips against his. The kiss that happens is an attempt to get him to understand her feelings. She isn't asking for anything beyond an actual relationship. She doesn't think that it's too much to request after a year's time.]
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It's my mistake to make. The choice is mine, and the time we've spent together has been perfect.
[She flashes him a sad smile, fearing that things are about to end. She worries that she won't see him again after this. But she won't allow this to be a last conversation.]
But you must realize, don't you? That the time we spend together is only in motel rooms. We hide away from reality because we can't cope with what's going on. We can't deal with the things that we do, the events in our lives that frighten us. But fear makes companions out of us all, Dean. There's a reason I come and go as I please, and never question why you do the same. If I wanted a bloody phone call, I would've demanded one out of you!
[Her temper starts to flare, but she bites at her lip to keep it under control. Tears are forming in her eyes, and she loathes that. But she has to press forward. ]
I want to face reality with you. No matter what it brings. You have no idea the things I've done and seen, and what I'm capable of handling. You're so afraid of what it is you feel that you won't even allow me to tell you how I feel or explain what it is I want!
[In an act of desperation, she leans in and presses her lips against his. The kiss that happens is an attempt to get him to understand her feelings. She isn't asking for anything beyond an actual relationship. She doesn't think that it's too much to request after a year's time.]