Sickening, yeah that was about right. Some sort of selfishness. That was what had driven Eden away. Or maye… was it Fate herself that had pushed her mother out of her life. Maybe it was something else entirely. Fate wouldn’t pretend to know. No, she wouldn’t fake it. She wouldn’t pretend that her mother was something she wasn’t. All Fate could think is that the woman was a coward. Selfish. Selfish fucking coward. All of that, and where did it leave her?
A bastard child by nature. A bastard child by definition– Eden had never so much as pretended to belong in the Cove. A bastard, both by birth and at this point, by choice. All rough edges. Rough edges that refused to be smoothed away, and the sands of time probably wouldn’t take care of. Lorenzo appeared, and at first Fate wonders if he’ll scold her. She’d been shouting foul words at the sea, after all.
No, the words that he has aren’t meant to chastise. He seems to get it. The boy asks after Eden, to which Fate gives an exaggerated shrug. “Hell if I know,” the words are dripping venom. “I don’t think she’s coming back.” Fate tried not to sound sad, but she couldn’t drive all of the emotion from her tone. It wasn’t like she needed Eden, no. That would be ridiculous. She didn’t need anyone.
“Where’s yo–” the question dies on her lips. Fate’s head snaps around to look at Finley as he nudges into her shoulder and continues toward the sea. She quirks her head to the side for a moment, then reaches out to mash her muzzle against the boy’s hip. It’s playful, sort of. It’s also… something else. Who knows. Fate doesn’t need to know, or need to know how to put it into words.
“It’s time,” Fate grinned, her ears pitching forward as she stepped beside the boy, into the surf. They’re not siblings… they’re not, but there’s something else that hangs between them. An unspoken understanding. An understanding that was a little different than the one Fate was required to have with pretty much everyone else here. At least around them, she didn’t have to be polite. She didn’t have to worry.
baby you should come with me
i’ll take you to the dark side
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