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Good and evil.

I don’t know.

I could say that Darkly was evil. But I don’t think he’d always been like that. I – I felt sorry for him. In the beginning. All alone. No parents. No family. I know what that feels like – almost

And Callie wanted to help him so bad so of course I let him stay. But –

Callie wanted him to stay was because she wanted us to be a real family, more than just the two of us. So she helped him because she wanted to. But also because he could be something she wanted him to be. Something for her us.

So I don’t know – I mean, if you do something good you shouldn’t do it for your own sake. But – if it helps somebody and yourself – that doesn’t make it bad, does it?

I don’t know.

I just know –

That if you love someone you let them be free. Freedom – that’s good.


Muse: Clay
Fandom: Passion of Darkly Noon (Misc. Movies)
Count: 158

alone

He had declined Jason’s offer to come along as politely as he could. He had to be alone.

He ended up in an alleyway, close to the diner, crouching down with his head in his hands. He was shaking. Fear. Anger. Hurt pride. Dismissed like a dog with a pat on the head.

He closed his eyes.

Callie?

He’d always been able to tell when she called for him to come back to the house. He’d hear her voice and open his eyes and see the trees all around him, the fleeing darkness between the leaves.

Now, she was the one that was gone and he had never felt so alone before. Never.

He knew she was afraid. She had to be.

Callie?
Callie?

Don’t cry. I’ll get you flowers Callie. Pretty flowers. Enough to cover you with. I’ll stay up all night to keep the dreams away. I promise. Beautiful flowers, like a blanket. Sweet dreams Callie. Everything will be okay. I’ll find you. I promise. I love you Callie. Let me find you. Please. Call me home Callie.