Oh, Revenge & Its Thrills >> ID/LPG [day 2]

[Deleted]

“Maybe because I thought you deserved to know, you dumb bitch,” Iago says, and I fold my arms. What is this we're doing right now? Why are we talking? Why not just walk away while we're at it? Or even better, why don't I just kill him now? There's a piece of me that wants to share some mushy life story stuff too -- (like the fact that I live in a house full of psychopaths and the fact that my brother's an even bigger psychopath and all that other shit about how I can't get people to stop fucking controlling me and how I'm in love with Rolex but I'm not because I don't want to be one of those stupid girls who have to depend on love to get them through the day -- love: that disgusting word with too many ambiguous meanings to count and with too much fine print scribbled along the edges: fine print you don't discover until you're already stuck in the side effects) -- but I feel like it would be a little odd to tell any of this to an honest to god psychopath.

I, unlike this idiot, know where to draw the line. Honestly, if this games were me vs. twenty-three other Emery's, would I trust myself? Absolutely not. Just because we're similar doesn't mean I can trust him with my weaknesses. Iago starts going on about how I'm the worst person he's ever met, and it brings a proud smile upon my face. I've always been overshadowed by my meaner, older siblings like Eris and Remo and even Taeve, but it feels good to amount to something, even if it is being the most terrible person in the world and even if only one person actually thinks that. "Well you're not too great yourself," I say. "For an obviously psychopathic fourteen-year old that likes to cut people's organs out, you're kind of an asshole and a softie at the same time and it's pretty fucking weird."

I can't even admit it to myself, but there's a piece of him that I'm afraid of. His eyes still remind me too much of Aaron's, so steadying. I won't let myself fall into that trust trap again. It's a long way out. “At least I won’t have to worry about you outsmarting me. That takes a load off my back.” I laugh when Iago says this. "You just told me half of your secrets and you think I'm the dumb one? Just because I don't want to play these games, or anyone's stupid games for that matter, doesn't mean I don't know how. I'm a damn good Career and you'd better remember it, Eleven." Yeah, I am pretty dumb, but Iago is definitely not allowed to admit that. Trying to release some of the boiling, but exciting, anger that fills me, I bring my wrist up to my mouth and start chewing at my candy bracelet. I mostly ignore what Iago says next, too focused on the taste that fills my mouth. Something about social skills...I don't know...

"You want some?" I interrupt, trying to break whatever tension I unintentionally created in the last few moments, holding out my wrist as means of offering up the candy bracelet. If I'm not going to share my secrets, I might as well share something, right?

[/size][/blockquote][/justify][/blockquote]