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Olivia Storm

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The First Cut
« on: March 27, 2012, 06:41:46 PM »
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Distance was good, Liv had decided. It wasn't great, but it was better to be out of the apartment when Lucy and Johnny were there than sitting in her bedroom feeling ever more unwanted and useless. She'd lied about her excuse for getting out of the apartment - no errands to run - but the excuse did give her a few hours to play with. Hours she was going to put to good use by taking a look at a couple of better sound-proofed apartments elsewhere in the city. If her sister was going to be bouncing around with her - Liv winced, but managed to think the word without flaring up with resentment - her boyfriend, then Liv wanted a place where she could hide away without hearing every last creak and moan.

She settled back comfortably outside one of the local cafes, flipping through a catalogue, almost oblivious to the world around her. Until a hand closed around her upper arm and dragged her up onto her feet.

"Tell me right now why I shouldn't slap you silly," Lucy snapped, her face inches away from her younger twin's as she glared, no less angry with Liv than she had been with Johnny. "You've been lying to me again, Olivia - why the hell can't you just own up to it when you like someone, you stupid woman?"

Liv blinked, stumbling around until she was pinned by the fury in her sister's gaze. She was utterly bemused; surely when she'd left, everything had been sorted out? She and Johnny had agreed to be friends and not mention her unfortunate attacks of doe-eyed gooey-ness whenever he was too close ever again. "What?" she heard herself ask in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Lucy scowled, pulling Liv away from the cafe and the curious eyes of the other customers, settling into a fast-paced walk that helped to siphon off some of her anger. "Seriously, you do not want to be lying to me now," she warned her sister in that dangerous tone that Liv knew only too well. "You told me you were over him, that you didn't mind if I made a play to get him back. And now he tells me that you're not over him, and he's too bloody awkward to admit that he seems to like you, too. But all this means that you've been lying to me, Liv, and you promised ... you promised you would never do that again." Lucy came to an abrupt halt, spinning Liv around to face her. "Do you have any idea how much it hurts to know that I've been hurting you like this? That you will tell Johnny but not me?"

"But it doesn't matter!" Liv protested, feeling the full weight of her sister's disappointment like a stone crushing her chest. "I didn't mean to tell him, I never said it out loud, he guessed! And he was going to leave, but we talked about it and we agreed to just be friends. I don't understand why he would tell you when there was no need!"

"You're avoiding the pertinent point here, Olivia." Lucy's voice had lowered to a more reasonable tone in the face of Liv's obvious distress, though she was still simmering. "2003. James Atherton. You swore to me that you had no interest in him, that he meant absolutely nothing to you, and six months later, I find out from our mother of all people that you're developing depression-related anorexia because I'm dating the first guy you've ever really fallen for. I had to watch my sister turn into a skeleton before she came to her senses, knowing it was entirely my fault. You promised, you swore to me you would never hide something like that from me again. How the hell can I trust you, Liv? You're doing it now!"

Liv's expression shut down completely as her sister cited that horrific year, a period in her life she had almost completely managed to blank out. Her depression, her bad reaction to being rejected had not been Lucy's fault at all, but neither of them had ever sat down and properly talked it through. They didn't want to go back to those dark days, and it wasn't something Liv wanted to discuss now, either.

"I will get over it," she said quietly, sounding far more confident of this than she actually was. "It takes more than a few days to forget someone who's made such a big impression, Lucy, you know that. Especially when that someone is regularly around your home. You like him, Luce, you know you do, and once you've done the hormonal constant sex thing, you'll connect with him more deeply, too. I don't want to get in the way of that, I don't want to hurt you. Or him. I didn't want you to know because I know you have this stupid paranoid thing about thinking guys are going to prefer me, which is completely ridiculous."

Lucy stared at her, astonished all over again at how very blind her younger twin was. "But it isn't, Liv," she said, calmer now that they were at least talking about this, even if it was in the middle of the street. "It isn't ridiculous at all. Alright, so I'm more outgoing and I'm not afraid to speak up and take what I want, but you've got this sweet, beautiful softness. A man looks at us and knows I'm good for a fling, but you're good for life. When we were teenagers, it wasn't a big deal; it isn't really a big deal now. But I don't want you to end up with someone who was with me - I don't want you to make yourself sick worrying over whether or not he's going to leave you and go back to me. I know what you're like."
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Re: The First Cut
« Reply #1 on: March 27, 2012, 06:44:55 PM »
"Johnny wouldn't do that," Liv insisted stubbornly, shaking her head. Lucy had guessed absolutely wrong there; Liv might seem neurotic and unstable in emotions sometimes, but she had a capacity to trust people that was bordering on foolhardy. If - if - someone chose to be with her over Lucy, she would be too busy thanking her stars for that in itself to get paranoid about whether or not that someone preferred Lucy to her. In fact, she'd be more inclined to worry that Lucy was hurting because of it. "We talked about it, we agreed to be just friends."

Lucy let out a sharp sigh, finally releasing her sister's arm. "Well, you don't have to be," she admitted in a defeated tone. "He's gone."

Now it was Liv's turn to stare, though the sudden spike of pain at the thought of not even getting the chance to say goodbye to Johnny was something not even she could hide. "But ... why?" she asked, distress painting her tone as she looked over at her sister, reaching to wrap an arm around Lucy in comfort.

"We argued. Loudly. And I said a few things I'm not very proud of." Lucy leaned into her sister's embrace, touching her temple to Liv's hair with a second, quieter sigh. "I really screwed up, Liv. I hurt you, and I hurt him ... and I'm not in as much pain as I should be. It's probably for the best."

"Was he ... was he very angry with us?" Liv ventured, rubbing Lucy's arm as she turned to steer them both back toward the apartment.

"No," Lucy assured her. "He's angry with me, and he's so confused. I really think he likes you, too, but he didn't know what to do. And now I've driven him away." She shifted, wrapping her own arm around Liv's shoulders. "I'm sorry, Livy, I've mucked everything up for you again, and I've only been here three weeks."

Liv snorted in quiet amusement, carefully filing the upset at the abrupt ending to a friendship she had been looking forward to cultivating deep in her psyche. She didn't want to distress Lucy too much. "I'll live," she promised her sister. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you how I was feeling. It never occurred to me that I was doing anything but making sure you were happy."

"Oh, Livy ..." Lucy's arm tightened for a moment, her lips touching a fond kiss to her sister's temple. "I couldn't care less about being happy if it means you're not. You have to stop hiding behind me, you know. Get out there, meet people. Be yourself, and I guarantee people will fall over themselves to be your friend."

Rolling her eyes, Liv shook her head. "I doubt it -"

"Don't you argue with me," Lucy cut her off sharply. "I've had practise at that already this morning. I want you to give me a proper promise, right now. Pick one night a week, regardless of whether I'm at work or not, when you are going to go out and do something different. Go to the pub, or go to the duels. Take up white-water-rafting, just do something that will get you out of this lonely little rut you're in, please. I love you too much to be able to stand by and watch you turn into a mad old cat lady at twenty-five."

"I'm allergic to cats," was Liv's quiet response, but she held up a hand to keep Lucy from exploding at her again. "No, no, alright, alright, I get it. Just one night a week?"

"Just one, for now," Lucy agreed with a nod, satisfied that even without her saying it aloud, Liv would do as she was told now. Her arm tightened about her sister's shoulders for a moment once more. "And I'll try and get Johnny to see that he doesn't need to be so confused anymore."

"No, don't." The younger Broderick hurriedly put a stop to any thoughts on that line. "We've done enough damage, Lucy. We should just ... let him be."

"But you -"


It was rare that Liv put her foot down about anything, but there was more weight in that 'no' than in anything she had said previously. She didn't care what Lucy said; she knew her sister liked Johnny too much to be able to matchmake without a few pangs. It wasn't worth the pain to them, and certainly not the pain to him. She'd never forgive herself if they hurt him all over again, no matter her own tender feelings toward the rambunctious man who had brought such heat into their lives.

It would take a while, perhaps months, but both twins would get over Johnny Storm. And hopefully, he would get over them sooner.
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