A strangled laugh escaped her, saved from being a sob only by the wild beat of hope that seemed to overwhelm her. Stupid emotion, hope, one that Victoria always thought had died, one that kept coming back, a phoenix from the ashes, when she least expected it. True hope, the idea not that she would just make do, that she would gather together whatever threadbare pieces of normalcy she had left into some thin cloak to cover herself, but that she could have a future. It was a troubling concept. But one she found herself faced with, now.
Not just that she and Ben might cobble together a now. But that they could actually have a life. A home. Something real, something theirs.
Shaking her head mutely, she leaned forward to rest her forehead against his. Her Ben, her beautiful Ben, everything she loved and everything she hated all at once. Running her thumb over his jaw, she shrugged. Trying to find words. "Love me?" she asked, finally, pressing her lips to his gently, almost tenderly. "Be with me?" Another kiss, this one lighter. "Be patient?" A third, this one more lingering, and Victoria barely lifted her mouth from his as she smiled, mumbling, "And stop following me around like you're waiting for me to pull a gun. Just...let me try, Ben."
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Date: 2008-02-14 10:10 pm (UTC)Not just that she and Ben might cobble together a now. But that they could actually have a life. A home. Something real, something theirs.
Shaking her head mutely, she leaned forward to rest her forehead against his. Her Ben, her beautiful Ben, everything she loved and everything she hated all at once. Running her thumb over his jaw, she shrugged. Trying to find words. "Love me?" she asked, finally, pressing her lips to his gently, almost tenderly. "Be with me?" Another kiss, this one lighter. "Be patient?" A third, this one more lingering, and Victoria barely lifted her mouth from his as she smiled, mumbling, "And stop following me around like you're waiting for me to pull a gun. Just...let me try, Ben."