cautionarytale

[ooc: Elle got stupidly, horribly drunk because LOL FREE BOOZE and various other reasons like loneliness and homesickness and Adam gave her a taste for it, but mostly blame this post. Her drunken argument with Libby is also where a lot of this stuff is coming from, so it's not TOTALLY random.]

[fail!private to Peter, actually public because she's drunk]

Why cant we live happily ever after?

And dont believe people who say your not good enough because youre a hero, I dont care what naybody says. there ALL WRONG. But woudl it kill you to be more irres iruspons less respsn more fun sometimes?

i love you

But you never CUT LOOSE.

and your brother and your neive niece suck. just leave em. They wouldnt notice anyway. Theyre too into themselves and all your brother does is put you down. We can bring Adam and keep him in a basket or something.

But you wont let us leave because youve got a stick up your butt so at least lemme move in with you PLEASE. I'll be good and I won't put anymore scorch marks on any of your stuff probably

[fail!private to Adam]

youre like a racecar

Next time were in a port with cars, lets steal a racecar. I wanna drive really fast.

[fail!private to Kirk and Jack Harkness]

I hate you both. why cant i just go home or at least give it back

[fail!private to Tony]

your naive. I think someone hsould pick you up by your ankles and shake you til all the naive falls out.

Would that work? Or would it jsut be really funny

[fail!private to Sylar]

I dont wanna annoy OR bother you. Sometimes your nice and I miss what we never had but mostly I wanna KILL you. I shouldve been better and killed you before then I wouldnt be dead or fucked or fucked and dead or whateevr and my dad'd still be alive. But maybe you coud come over sometime and I could tweeze your eyebrows. or I'll do something better wirh your hair if you want,. im good at tahat. Or maybe I'll kill you, I dunno.

Somwtimes i think about filing you up with so much electricity youre all made out of blue light. At least youd be pretty when you died. Not YOU exactly but the light would be.

~~i miss it~~
Why didn't I kill you in your apartment? I shouldve known what id turned you into. I shouldve killed you in the lab too. I raelly wish I hated you. I made you into a monster so msotly i hate me for not putting you down before you fucked up my life.

... if I mde you in my own image does that make me yuor god?

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"It didn't. It's kinda fuzzy but I know nothing happened."

[Elle's a little disappointed when he suggests hiding alcohol from her, whether he's serious or not. Getting drunk can be fun, except for the killer hangovers. She chooses not to comment on his family, in case he's upset about her drunken diatribe about them.]

"I just wanted to do something fun."

[She rolls closer to him, taking a moment to settle in once she's on her side and pressed against him.]

"And you're the only one I want, anyway."

[And while she's confessing, since Libby knows and will probably blab about it...]

"This was, like, years ago, but you know how I slept with some guy to see what it was like? Some guy was Adam. But we're not... like that anymore. Adam's just... my friend."

[True enough, even if she'd kissed Adam a lot more recently than years ago, but they're doing the just friends thing now. And even though she's far too terrified of putting a foot wrong to admit the whole truth, she still expects Peter to be mad.]

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. But we're just friends now, promise."

[And if she tells herself that omitting isn't the same as lying, she doesn't have to feel too bad about it. She thinks.]

Edited 2009-08-06 09:13 (UTC)

[Peter really has no idea why she looks so scared and nervous right then. Does she expect him to be mad because of something that happened in the past, before she ever met him? He doesn't think that she can hold his past against him and it'd be a little insane if she did.]

"Elle, I know."

[He moves to fiddle with her hair, giving her a soft smile.]

"Adam told me back in Hartsdale. It's not... it's not a big deal at all. You have a past, Elle. So do I. We're not sleeping with those people anymore, so it doesn't matter."

[Elle is beyond relieved that he already knows and it doesn't matter. Although now she feels really dumb for being so worried about it for so long.

She grins at him and sends a little shock through the fingers laced through his, which turns into another pathetic little fizzle because her head is still pounding.]

"Okay. That's good, I guess. So we're okay?"

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