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Raven Darkholme | Mystique ([personal profile] permutates) wrote 2013-08-21 04:17 pm (UTC)

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I don't.

I don't ever want to talk about that.

[ This, at least, is firm truth. And if that's a truth, it's a place to start. ]

When Charles rescued me, it was like a fairy tale. I was alone for... it wasn't a full year. More than six months before I met him. I don't remember exactly how long. [ She doesn't want to remember. ] I felt like the orphaned princess finding a home.

I used to imagine getting married to him. I didn't really understand what it meant, back then. I just thought it was like being with him forever.

So I stayed with him. He was the most important person in the world to me. I moved to England with him. But he... he had friends. He had girls. And I didn't have anything, and whenever I would try, he would just remind me, all the time, how dangerous it was. I worked, as a waitress, so I'd have something to do during the day, but eventually I stopped really trying. I was proud of him, really, but he was becoming so much larger than I was. So much more important. He was someone people listened to, and if I was anything, I was a footnote. To him.

[ Her voice is tighter, now. More distressed. ]

And then we found everyone. I was so glad. For the first time, it wouldn't be dangerous to have friends.

But Hank only cared as long as I was beautiful. And you were the first one who made me feel - [ She's starting to choke on the words. ] Like I deserved to be someone, me, not what I was pretending to be. You were the first one who ever made me feel that way. And you knew it, didn't you?

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