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 Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 5:08 pm
"I'll eats." She whispered into the muffle of clothing at his stomach. "I can't eats much, I throws it all back up and I don't wants yeh teh sees, but." Her arms squeezed tighter. "I'll eats. For yeh."
She sounded like she was going to cry.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 5:22 pm
He felt a bit of relief, "As long as you do eat I don't care if I am there or not, because I'm gonna trust you to do what you need to get better," he said quietly. Then there was a bit of a quiet pause as if he was ruminating on something, "I'd like to be there, though, it doesn't matter to me if it's gross. I mean I changed diapers for my little sisters and dealt with them when they're sick, nothing you can do that would make me want to be around you any less, even if you vomit ON me." Not that he wanted her to vomit on him but the point was that he didn't care. He'd hold her hair back and wash her face and do what was needed to help her recover.
"You're my Princess Goldilocks, you're Freya and I'll be one of the ones to help take care of you." He said simply with a shrug.
"...Do you know the WHY you stopped eating?" Kettil asked after a few moments.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 5:42 pm
You're my Princess Goldilocks.
Freya squirmed, snorting at the old nickname, as memories of a time that felt like so long ago floated into her mind. She was lucky to have stumbled on him. Or had he stumbled onto her? She couldn't remember.
She pulled away at the question, and her face pinched in absolute frustration.
"I don't eats because I am fats, Hooter." She instantly regretted being honest about it, because she knew she was going to get lashed at. "I KNOW yeh goings teh says I'm not. I hears it from Hel, I hears it from Herryk. I hears it from lots of peoples, though I don't knows if I trusts them. But I trusts yeh, and I knows yehr worried. But it doesn't make sense teh me. Come.."
She tugged him off the couch, pulled him to the long mirror that haphazardly leaned against her dresser, and stood in front of him so she could see herself in the mirror. "Don't yeh sees it? Is it the mirror makes me looks fat?" She knew that wasn't it.. she'd seen herself in other mirrors. It was her own two eyes, and her warped, corrupted mind that saw what she thought were wide legs, sagged stomach, and-
"LOOKS." She grabbed his hands from behind her in frustration and rested them firmly on her hips. "Looks how BIG they are."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 6:02 pm
She got the exact opposite of lashing out just a confused stare. Freya is fat? He was trying to figure out just how in the world she was fat even the tiniest bit especially right now but suddenly she tugged him off the couch and she stood following after her and his hands rested suddenly on her hips but he felt mostly bone and nothing substantial. It made his heart give a painful twinge as he moved and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Freya...You aren't fat, I swear to you on everything I have and am there is no fat. You never were fat to begin with," he wasn't sure why she was staring at the mirror or even what she saw in the mirror. All he saw was his friend suffering and it hurt.
All he saw was her hurting and...
"All I am feeling is bone, pure and simple," he was almost pleading with her now trying to get her to see what he saw, attempting to dash the illusion she seemed to be stuck within.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 6:34 pm
Freya looked at her best friend in the mirror, trying to focus on his face and not the monster she saw when she looked at herself. She frowned deeply, disturbed by what he saw versus what she saw. "Hooter, I believes yeh. I does. But is just.. not.." Her eyes pricked with tears as they finally fell on her own form once more. "Is not what I sees." She pulled his arms around her, sure that they wouldn't reach. But they slid easily around her small waist, defying what her eyes told her, and she shut them stubbornly. The tears that had threatened to fall were squeezed out as her face pinched tight.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 6:50 pm
As she pulled his arms around her he simply held them there pulling her to him and just holding her for the time being his head bowing to rest his forehead against her shoulder and he just stood there for a moment trying to gather strength again, "I don't know what made you see that lie you're seeing but you aren't fat and you never were," he reiterated softly, "and even if you were fat...I'd still adore you and want to be your friend and think you're beautiful but the fact is...You aren't fat. You just...aren't."
"I don't...Love you because you're pretty on the outside, Freya. I don't have fun with your outside. It is what is in your heart that calls to me," he said simply and quietly. Was love a strong word for what he was trying to get across? Probably but at this point he wasn't going to mince words with her. He'd often said that he loved her and he did on various very true levels.
Kettil lifted his head and rested his chin on her shoulder again, "I'm not gonna say I want you...as you used to be but I want you to be who you should potentially become." He hoped the meaning would get across. "I don't want a past Freya. I want a future one. A Freya that is strong and proud of who she is..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 7:04 pm
Freya didn't know what to say. No one had ever spoken to her the way Kettil did. He wasn't yelling at her, or admonishing her for her actions. Neither was he accepting her faults and letting her brush them under the rug. He was strong, strong enough for both of them, but she didn't feel the urge to fight against what he said.
And for once, it was nice to not feel like the bad guy.
Witty little comments concerning his words came bubbling to the surface, threatening to attempt to lighten the mood with funny banter and move away from the subject at hand again. She let out a weak chuckle, but pushed them all away. Kettil deserved to be taken seriously. She knew that.
"I don't knows what is doings this either, Kajika." She whispered very, very quietly, as her head turned just enough to press her forehead against him. "But as long as I has yeh behind me, I'll try teh sees through yehr eyes."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 7:15 pm
Kettil could accept a lot of her faults but he was refusing to accept this one. She was going to eat and she was going to become healthy again. He smiled a bit as he just held onto her, "I'll here with you for as long as you want me to be, okay? I just want you to get better again and to be yourself - brazen and full of mischief," he smiled a little wider.
Since she didn't know what is doing it either he simply held it on faith that she would tell him when the time came or at least tell Hel or really anyone at all that she could turn to. As long as she stopped hurting herself with not eating then all would be well.
"What can I do, other than bein' there for you, to help you?" He asked simply.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:07 pm
Freya laughed, jostling within his arms. "I don't knows that there is anything yeh can does other than that. That's the most important thing, yeh knows? This is what I needs, for now." She felt safe, here. Safe, and warm, and .. surprisingly, not fat. It was exactly what she needed, even if it didn't last.
"And, I guess, just never givings up on me." It was her biggest fear, and she'd even given in and said she'd eat, if only to keep from losing Kettil. She couldn't stand losing the people she loved. It was far more frightening of a fate than gaining weight.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 8:22 pm
He gave laugh when she laughed and then fell silent when she told him what she wanted of him, "I don't plan on giving up on you, not even a little bit," he replied simply, "if I gave up on you then I'd be giving up a worthwhile friend that needs my help. Just because the fight is tough doesn't mean that I am going to give up."
Kettil seemed thoughtful for a moment, he'd expected this to be much, much more of a fight and instead he got this. A tender moment between two very affectionate friends, "You never have to worry about whether I'll be there for you. Not even a little bit."
"Ever think about what you want to do after school?" He asked quietly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 6:34 pm
Kettil's assurance settled in her heart and solidified. She trusted him implicitly to always be there, simply because he'd promised her such.
The question was a curveball, and she tried to keep her eyes away from the mirror and on him instead, as she replied. "Ja, I thinks I wants teh be a tricks or treater, like Desu, yeh knows? Going out there and seeings everything, scarings for candy and Fear, just doings my part to make our world better. Not worse. And sounds like fun, too. I thinks I would be good at it!" She reached up and tweaked his nose. "What do yeh wants teh do?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 7:08 pm
Kettil listened to her goals for after school and he seemed thoughtful when the question was turned on him he wasn't sure how to answer it and simply said, "I don't know but y'know what? If I figure it out I'll let you know," he promised simply. That was all he could honestly say.
"I got an A- on a essay I wrote for a class," he stated proudly with a small grin, "it was on the classification of fears but I don't think that counts as a possible 'after I am done with school' thing."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:05 am
"No, but it counts as yeh beings smart!" She chirped brightly, patting him on the cheek. "Which means yeh'll does good in school, and that will helps yeh figures out whatchyeh wants teh does." She nodded sagely.
"Whatever yeh ends up doings, I will visits yeh lots. That's part of the good things about beings a tricks or treater, all the travelling!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 10:15 am
He laughed a bit and nodded, "I guess so? I just felt really inspired is all despite me being bored before she got into class and I...doodledstuffonherslides..." He said the last part really fast hoping she wouldn't catch on and ask if he'd gotten caught.
"I'd like that, Princess," he smiled a bit and gave her a bit of a squeeze since he still hadn't removed his arms from around her, "but you'll need to get your strength up, okay?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 2:34 pm
She stealthily ignored the comment meant to bring them back to the topic of her weight, and focused on torturing him instead.
"YEH DOODLED ON YEHR TEACHERS SLIDES? Why Kettil, I didn't knows yeh were such a miscreant! Maybe this is why yeh can't finds what yeh wants teh do.. because yeh wants teh bes a CRIMINAL!" She slid around in his arms and held up her hands like a Charlie's Angel. "PEWPEWPEWPEWPEW- WE'VE GOT A SUSPECTS ON TEH RUNS, HE'S ARMED WITH A OWL AND CONSIDERED VERY DANGEROUS!"
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