[Basil...hadn't entirely meant to ask that, but it's the compulsion that's driving him forward. This need for honesty. So, he needed to let Max know he could see It. Plain and simple.
Not that she'd understand. If anything, it's likely only made things feel worse, given how Basil is huddled in the dark and not really making pains to make the atmosphere feel at all safe.
He swallows hard, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from it. It won't go anywhere. It never does.]
...I see it. Because I-
[Before he can finish, he sucks in a sharp, pained breath, and quickly brings his hands up over his nose. He holds his mouth shut, so firmly he can feel his fangs gouge his tongue, but he ignores it. Because his lips try to move regardless, his head and shoulders trembling with the force of trying to hold it back.
Selfish. You're SELFISH. You're a monster, in real life and in your mind.
Basil shakes his head a little, a thin whimper escaping him as he pulls his legs closer to his chest. He can't keep this up. Every time he stops himself, it hurts worse. It would be such a relief to tell someone, anyone. tell them anything.
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Date: 2023-04-21 05:53 pm (UTC)Not that she'd understand. If anything, it's likely only made things feel worse, given how Basil is huddled in the dark and not really making pains to make the atmosphere feel at all safe.
He swallows hard, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from it. It won't go anywhere. It never does.]
...I see it. Because I-
[Before he can finish, he sucks in a sharp, pained breath, and quickly brings his hands up over his nose. He holds his mouth shut, so firmly he can feel his fangs gouge his tongue, but he ignores it. Because his lips try to move regardless, his head and shoulders trembling with the force of trying to hold it back.
Selfish. You're SELFISH. You're a monster, in real life and in your mind.
Basil shakes his head a little, a thin whimper escaping him as he pulls his legs closer to his chest. He can't keep this up. Every time he stops himself, it hurts worse. It would be such a relief to tell someone, anyone. tell them anything.
The violin sings louder.]