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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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Gemma’s arms wrapped around him and Augustus fell into them as he dissolved into loud, broken sobs that scared even himself. He’d never even known he was capable of making such wretched sounds. He’d never felt so utterly destroyed…and he felt so disgustingly pathetic for it.
Pathetic.
Not because it was unreasonable for a person to be upset by such bitter disappointment, but because of the awareness of a truth powerful enough to drag his very conceptualization of reality to its knees and obliterate it:
For as much as Augustus had treasured even the sheer existence of the golden-eyed brunet, Isaac had clearly never felt the same about him.
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meadnbookpiles · 6 years
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It was off-putting, to say the least, having the family doctor corner her thus. She did not relish dealing with the woman’s humorless gravity, or the icy touch of her necrotic spells... Figures Draegoren was worried, but what cause for fussing was there in a spell of tiredness and a sudden affinity to Istani Skalefin soup? She was not depressed, or emotionally traumatized. She was fine. 
Several smoky strands fell forward on Dr. Gemma Winters’ stern brow as the ex-Vigil‘s finally drawn back from the checkup.
“I know what’s wrong with you. Or rather, what’s -right-.”
“See, I told you. I am fine.” Joan maintained, her face still flushed with agitation at being inspected so, nonetheless it bore a triumphant smirk. 
She was alright, of course she was. 
“You’re also pregnant. Congratulations, Mrs. Lionsbane.”
The fierce warrior and explorer extraordinaire all but stared at Dr. Gemma with naked, mortified alarm.
“I’m… I’m… what….”
“Pregnant.”
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“I’m so sorry, Gus,” his sister whispered instead, looking inexplicably teary-eyed. “I know how much he means to you; how much you love—”
“I don’t fucking love him!” Augustus interjected in a shout, rounding on her. “I never have. I hate him actually and I hope he’s fucking miserable right now because I really fucking hate him!”
“If that were true this wouldn’t hurt so much,” Gemma said, unperturbed by his yelling. “You miss him terribly.”
Augustus snorted. I don’t, he told himself. I hate him. I hate him for leaving with barely a word of explanation and then never contacting me again! I hate him for every word he ever spoke to me, every touch, every laugh, every motherfucking smirk! I hate him for making me believe that I ever fucking mattered to him!
Augustus told himself these things. He told himself…. He told himself….
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“Augustus?”
The raven-haired boy tensed, his sneakers skidding to a halt and his jaw clenching. He would recognize his twin sister’s voice among thousands.
One quick glance behind him confirmed his suspicions. Gemma was standing by the door, looking at him anxiously and likely wishing that he would come back upstairs instead of wearing down the lacquered wood floors of their sprawling basement.
Augustus folded his arms firmly across his chest. “I don’t feel like talking right now,” he managed to say, but his voice didn’t sound like his own. It was flat, distant, and made Gemma’s face fall. He could see it in the reflection of the mirror on the opposite wall. He could also see the unmistakable guilt etched onto her features for having instilled such hope in him, but this wasn’t her fault—it was Gus’ fault alone for having been stupid enough to trust the bastard.
Gemma didn’t respond. For once, she seemed to have neither words of comfort nor reproach; no logical arguments why he shouldn’t be feeling the way he did, nor even reasons why he should rejoin the family upstairs.
Augustus almost wished that she did. 
Tell me how much of an idiot I’m being, Gemma. Tell me how Isaac is a fucking piece of shit asshole who was never worth my time! Tell me that I’m better off without him, please.
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“Besides,” his sister continued, getting to her feet, “my theory is about a hundred times more plausible than yours because it’s based on concrete evidence. What is yours based off of? Fear, conjecture, and a lack of confidence in yourself. He likes you, maybe even loves you, and for both your sakes I hope you come to see that sooner rather than later!”
Augustus had no time to formulate a response for no sooner had Gemma stopped speaking than she turned and swept out the door, shutting it behind her. He could hear her bare feet on the stairs as she traipsed back up to her room in an apparent huff.
A sigh of irritation escaped him. He was unsure what he was more annoyed about, the fact that Gemma left before he could reply, or the fact that even if she’d stayed he wouldn’t have known what to say. Why was it that he always found himself at a loss for words? He felt wholly inadequate, stupid, and scared, but Gemma…. Gemma was usually right. She was usually right and for once, he needed to take comfort in that.
Augustus reached over to turn off the light and then burrowed into his bed, his body curled into a small ball and his covers pulled up to his nose. He not only needed to take comfort in Gemma’s words; he needed her to be right.
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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Doubt weighed heavily on Gus’ chest, but even in his current state of mind he had to admit that Gemma’s words didn’t seem wholly unlikely. In fact, they made perfect sense given the way Isaac had reacted. He didn’t actually feel that it was likely that Isaac fell asleep after everything that transpired, but being grounded and having his phone taken away from him seemed possible. Gemma herself had her phone confiscated for a month last year when their parents received a call from the school that she’d been caught making out with a guy in the chemistry lab after hours. Still…it also didn’t seem wholly unlikely that the reason was something more insidious either.
“How can you be so sure?” he asked.
Gemma sat up straight, casting him an impatient look before she stated matter-of-factly, “Because I have no evidence that indicates otherwise. Plus, didn’t he tell you that you were the most important person in his life? There’s no way you messed that up.”
“Unless he meant an important friend,” Augustus mumbled. “And then I just went in and fucked everything up.”
“Don’t be silly,” Gemma snapped reproachfully. “You know very well that’s not the case. Stop pretending that you don’t.”
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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Gemma slipped into the room, closing the door behind her. Her usually tied up hair was sitting loose on her shoulders and her amethyst eyes were shining with concern as she took in Gus’ appearance. “Are you alright?” she inquired. “You hardly ate anything at dinner.”
“I—”
“Don’t tell me you weren’t hungry,” Gemma interjected, anticipating her brother’s response. “Something is bothering you.” She took a seat on the foot of Gus’ bed, looking at him expectantly.
Augustus sighed heavily. “I tried to kiss him,” he dully said, cutting right to the chase, and then before he could lose his nerve described everything that happened from the time they met up to Gus’ recent discovery that for the first time since he’d known him, Isaac had shut his phone off.
Gemma listened carefully, even perplexing Gus by not interrupting once with a question of her own. When he finished he glanced at her uneasily, wondering what conclusions she was drawing in her sharp mind. Seeming to sense this, she lifted her gaze to his and then confused Augustus a second time by giving him a reassuring smile.
“I realize that must have felt awful, but I think that everything’s okay,” she comforted. “It sounds as if you simply caught him off-guard—maybe even scared him, but there’s no way any lasting damage was done. In fact, I bet he feels even more embarrassed than you right now for, well, chickening out. As for the missed call, I’m guessing that either he fell asleep and his phone died, or his parents grounded him for being late and took his phone. I’m sure tomorrow before school he’ll be frantically seeking you out to apologize for it. I wouldn’t worry one bit.”
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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Taking a breath, Augustus shifted to fully face his sister and then replied, “There are things that I wish weren’t the way they are, but even with that.…Yeah, I am. I’m really happy, actually.”
Gemma’s face softened and then she slowly nodded. “Then I’m happy too,” she decided.
Her amethyst eyes darted upward then, an uncharacteristic giddiness overtaking her. “Um, right, well, I’m off to class. I’ll see you on the bus,” she said rather cheerily, and then turned to disappear within the masses reluctantly trudging toward the exit.
Augustus didn’t have to turn his head to see what, or rather who, had caused his sister’s odd reaction, his stomach fluttering and a smile already pulling at his lips....
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“It feels like it’s changed,” Augustus insisted, but before he could elaborate the bell rang shrilly. Gemma briefly looked back at the analog clock by the doors and then sighed as she began to clean up.
“Could you answer at least one of my questions definitively?”
“Depends what you ask,” Augustus admitted, throwing away his trash and then following his sister past the emptying lunch tables.
Gemma gave him a sidelong glance and then seriously asked, “Are you happy?”
“Yeah, I am.”
“Truly?” she pressed.
Augustus hesitated, admittedly thrown off by his sister’s concern. “I…well, I mean, I wish.…”
I wish we didn’t have to hide. I wish it didn’t scare him to get close to me. I wish being with me didn’t make him feel guilty. I wish I could hold his hand as we walked through the halls. I wish…I wish….
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“I know they’re just friends,” Gemma said in exasperation. “Thus, nothing has changed.”
Augustus finished the strawberry he was eating and frowned. To him, a lot had changed since their conversation because even though he and Isaac weren’t officially dating and even though they kept their interactions at school to friendly, short snippets of conversation here and there, there was something deeper that had shifted between them. It was in their purposefully stolen glances; their barely suppressed smiles; and the subtle brushing of their shoulders whenever they hung out outside of school. It was in the unspoken desire to not have to hide and the understanding that as much as he wanted it, Isaac wasn’t yet ready to take that step.
How could he explain this to Gemma though when he wasn’t able to tell her even half of what was going on between them? Sure, she had puzzled out most of it, but all Augustus could do was shrug, neither confirming nor denying her usually accurate hypotheses. It frustrated her, Augustus knew, but at the same time, she seemed to understand that the only reason why he didn’t tell her everything was because “everything” included secrets that were not his to tell.
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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Sophomore Year. Mid-November. Scene VI.
“So…nothing has changed then?”
Augustus peered up at his twin sister, Gemma, through his bangs and then followed her gaze across the lunchroom, where Isaac was sitting and chatting with his friends. Elena, as usual, was seated closely beside him. She appeared to have brought an assortment of homemade cookies to share with the table. Carefully selecting one, Elena offered it to Isaac and then giggled when he playfully liberated it from her hand with his teeth, a smile spreading across her face when Isaac beamed and presumably praised her baking.
“They’re just friends,” Augustus replied with a shrug. He picked up one of his strawberries and bit into it thoughtfully.
The two really were friends and had apparently known each other since middle school, when Elena had moved to Starlight Shores knowing little English and Isaac had helped her out as she struggled to learn it. He had been there for her during one of the most stressful times of her life, so perhaps it wasn’t surprising that she ultimately fell for him. Perhaps for the same reason, after a brief period of chilliness toward him, Elena was back to laughing and chatting with him as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened between them.
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“That’s why you think I should talk to him?” Augustus asked with a skeptical raise of his eyebrow.
“Yes, it’s completely pathetic. I feel bad. Also, he ran here,” she emphasized incredulously, her eyes opened wide. “Are you aware of how far that is? On that note, perhaps I shouldn’t have left him alone. He looked rather close to passing out. Ah, well. I’m sure he’s still conscious.”
Augustus made a strangled sort of noise and bolted out of his room, practically tripping down the stairs in his haste.
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“You know, I’m beginning to think you don’t like Isaac at all,” Gemma said, her voice unexpectedly soft. “You’re in love with him, aren’t you?”
Augustus gave an uneasy laugh. Now that was a leap, wasn’t it? They’d only been talking for about a month and in that time their relationship hadn’t ventured at all from companionate friendship. He wasn’t even sure if the possibility existed to extend beyond that.
“You laugh, but you haven’t actually answered my question,” his sister noted.
“Haven’t I though? I’m laughing because the idea is ridiculous.”
“Is it?”
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“Bury me.”
“Confront him,” she firmly instructed, ignoring her brother’s plea for death.
Augustus rubbed his temple, feeling a faint headache coming on. “I want to,” he began tiredly, “but what if doing so makes me lose him as a friend? This sucks, yeah, but I’d rather be friends and have a stupid crush than never be able to talk to him again.” Augustus paused, chewing his lip and then quietly adding, “I like having him in my life too much.”
Gemma made a muted tsk sound with her tongue, stirring her yogurt with a pitying expression. “I honestly don’t know whether to cry or slap you.”
“Do either, but don’t give me that look, please. I’ll eventually confront him. I’ll have to, but for now I’m not confident he won’t run away if I do.”
His sister’s gaze snapped up to meet his, her amethyst eyes flashing dangerously. “If he runs he wasn’t worth having in your life anyway,” she told him in a low, serious voice.
Augustus opened his mouth to protest, but then closed it upon realizing that he didn’t have an argument. Gemma was right. She often was, much to Gus’ displeasure. She was completely right, and yet he still couldn’t bring himself to tackle the idea of having such a conversation with Isaac. Augustus was too afraid of losing him, and maybe that was inevitable, but if that was true he was going to forestall that happening for as long as he possibly could. The time they spent with one another was worth that much, at least.
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“Chop off their left testicle?” Augustus echoed incredulously.
“Was that all you heard? It was only an example.”
“Jesus.”
Gemma shrugged, popping the rest of the cheese stick in her mouth while Augustus slowly took another sip from his water bottle. He wanted to believe that his sister had a point, and part of him did feel this way, but it wasn’t enough to convince him either way. In fact, there were some days when Augustus would have given anything for his feelings toward Isaac to be purely platonic.
Unbidden, his gaze once again slid across the lunchroom, where Elena was spearing a peach slice on the end of her fork. She offered it to Isaac and then giggled when the brunet smirked and pulled it off with his teeth.
Gemma shifted uncomfortably, having followed Gus’ gaze and seen it too. “Whatever,” she muttered, waving her hand dismissively. “I still stand by what I said.”
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lilyshadowwriter · 3 years
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“Tell me about the times in which it feels like there is hope. What does he do that makes you feel that way?”
Augustus swallowed with some difficultly and then twisted the cap off his water bottle to take a sip. “The way he looks at me.”
Gemma raised both eyebrows, the escaped fluffy curls of her ponytail making her look even more surprised. Augustus felt his face warm up as he hastily clarified, “It’s not like that. It’s like a…a soft look, I guess? And then when we’re completely alone—and I mean completely—he’ll….”
“He’ll…?” his sister prompted, tilting her head slightly.
Augustus exhaled sharply. “I mean it could be accidental or not mean anything at all, but he’ll do things like…brush my hair out of my face or…kind of lean against me a little when we’re watching a movie or something.”
“I see. Well, you’re an idiot,” Gemma confidently concluded.
“What? Wait, why? Those aren’t things guys typically do to their friends, I—”
“Exactly,” she interjected, flourishing the cheese stick that she was eating for added emphasis. “There’s no way he’s not interested. Most of the guys I’ve ever spoken to would sooner chop off their left testicle than brush their male friend’s hair out of their eyes. I mean, come on. Their friend could be completely blinded by their hair and they would likely only laugh because god forbid they ever get near a guy like that. I mean I suppose there could be exceptions, but honestly speaking…wouldn’t you agree?”
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