[A long pause. Tate types and deletes, types and deletes. Finally he gives up on trying to word it and sends an attached photo instead. It's of his arm, the pale left forearm that's got faded scars of self harm, a triskele etched into now gray-pale skin and... bright red words, as if carved into his skin, that say 'MONSTER' in hideous all-caps.]
[ another pause. derek's not worried about the content of the word at all - if he's torn up over anything, it's just how rapidly deteriorated Tate looks. it's hard seeing the triskele on a backdrop like that. he needs a second. ]
Jeez. They went hard on you.
I've been called a monster since before I knew what it meant. Doesn't make it true. Someone out there is just trying to fuck with your head.
Yeah, well, therapists aren't unilaterally good people. You told me he cheated on his wife. He's not exactly known for his great judgement calls. He was probably just salty you were fucking his daughter so he wanted to get in your head. Who cares? Screw that guy.
I know what a monster looks like. You're not a monster. Kate was a monster. My uncle at his worst, maybe, he was a monster. Your mom. Her boyfriend. You never hurt anyone the way they hurt your brother. They killed a fucking kid. That's monstrous. You're not like that.
Sometimes we have to hurt people to stop other people from being hurt. Sometimes people deserve what they get. You aren't a monster. You haven't done anything wrong. There's no reason to change.
Hurt a lot of people. Wanted to hurt a lot more. Killed people who didn't deserve to die. My sister. Orchestrated a lot of pain just for a taste of power. He was selfish. Lacked empathy. Manipulative. All the things you aren't.
I trusted him for a long, long time. I've trusted a lot of people I shouldn't have. He took advantage of that. Time and time again. Fucked up thing is that I still kind of care about him.
That's your home. You don't need to ask to stay there. Of course I want to find you. I'll see you soon. Just keep your head up. We'll figure out what to do next together.
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That's what makes it a trade.
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Jeez. They went hard on you.
I've been called a monster since before I knew what it meant.
Doesn't make it true.
Someone out there is just trying to fuck with your head.
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my last therapist said i'm not a person, i'm a monster.
after all that i told him, that's what he came up with.
hard to believe anything else.
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He was probably just salty you were fucking his daughter so he wanted to get in your head. Who cares? Screw that guy.
I know what a monster looks like. You're not a monster.
Kate was a monster. My uncle at his worst, maybe, he was a monster.
Your mom. Her boyfriend.
You never hurt anyone the way they hurt your brother.
They killed a fucking kid. That's monstrous.
You're not like that.
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does that count?
i wanted to hurt lawrence. tried to, remember?
if i was a monster for doing that...
at least, monsters can change right?
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Sometimes people deserve what they get.
You aren't a monster.
You haven't done anything wrong. There's no reason to change.
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what did your uncle do?
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Killed people who didn't deserve to die. My sister.
Orchestrated a lot of pain just for a taste of power.
He was selfish. Lacked empathy.
Manipulative.
All the things you aren't.
I trusted him for a long, long time.
I've trusted a lot of people I shouldn't have.
He took advantage of that. Time and time again.
Fucked up thing is that I still kind of care about him.
[ anyway. ]
Guilty.
That's my word.
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But so are you.
I'm sorry. About everything they're putting you through.
You don't deserve this.
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i don't want people to see my arm.
just incase you want to find me
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Of course I want to find you.
I'll see you soon. Just keep your head up. We'll figure out what to do next together.
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