[It helped a little to hear Willow say she was wrong, but it didn't ease some of the frustration and pain.]
I wish you trusted me enough to give me a chance. Did I treat you differently after the catacombs? I thought that we were starting to connect more and find our way back to each other.
[Or had she seen too much in the flirting and smiles? She had given everything she could to summon feeling again and shared what little progress she made with Willow. She wanted her partner back, not just her friend.
But maybe she was naïve in this.
After so many secrets before, maybe Willow was justified in worrying how Tara would react. It was just- she tried so hard and it felt like a slap to those efforts.]
I know it's hypocritical of me to be angry because I kept secrets before too for similar reasons.
[Willow sighs. She can't pretend she doesn't understand why Tara is hurt by the secrets she kept, and she isn't about to hide that she regrets that it all ever happened to begin with.]
I didn't feel like I could tell anyone. The only reason why I told that necromancer guy was because I needed help and I knew I couldn't do it on my own.
[She gives a small shrug. It's hard to find the words to explain it properly, and she's not even sure it makes sense in her own head, but perhaps it's still worth the effort to try.]
I don't know. I had to get someone to help, and I guess I picked him because... I figured he's probably seen enough awful things that he would get it, and if he didn't, maybe it didn't matter as much as it would if it was someone I loved.
[There's a brief pause, and she gives a small shrug.]
I know, that probably sounded stupid. It was what I thought at the time, though. That, and, if I told you something horrible happened, but I already fixed it, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
It doesn't sound stupid, but it does hurt, Will. If you can't trust me to love you and not judge you for something out of your control, I don't know if there's trust between us at all. That's what it really comes down to. It used to be that you could tell me anything, even the stuff that you thought was really bad.
[But it feels like she's only beating on a dead horse.]
I don't think I can handle secrets anymore. It's just becoming a bit too much and I really need to believe we trust each other here.
[The apology is genuine; the last thing Willow has ever wanted was to hurt Tara, but it feels like she's done an awful lot of that lately. She can't justify it, but nor can she help the way she had felt in the moment. She bites her lip for a moment.]
[The apology is all that can be offered and she accepts it. She doesn't want to hammer Willow about this any further. There's hurt enough between them and she's got other trials to face and other people that might be angry. She's not looking to add to the numbers.
No matter what, she does love Willow.]
I did, but now I don't know.
[She knows what that means and she's afraid to say it.]
['You don't get to choose how people react to the things you did.'
It's easier than ever these days to ruminate on Faith's words from months ago, when Willow had attempted to defend Luna from Johnny's reaction to her brush with Beasthood. It still hurts to hear it. It hurts more than she really wants to acknowledge, but there's little to be done for it aside from quietly acknowledge Tara's feelings.
It doesn't change anything. If anything, it makes what she knows has to be done a little easier. Maybe it's not a bad thing for them to both take some space for a little.
She bites her lip and nods grimly in acceptance.]
It's okay. I understand.
I, uh.
[She stops and takes a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. It's harder than she thought it would be to find the right words.]
I, um. Tara... Tara, I think maybe we should spend sometime away from each other. Maybe... it'll help us figure things out?
[She blinks back the tears threatening to spill. As challenging as things have been since Tara's arrival in Trench, in spite of all of the ups and downs they've been through, and in spite of Ozpin's warning that it might not be as easy as Willow hoped it would be for them to pick right back up where they left off, she genuinely did not want it to come to this. Until recently, she never thought it really would come to this. Not again.]
I mean. Between the - the everything, and. I, uh.
[She takes another deep breath and lets it out slowly, and ducks her head to wipe at her eyes.]
I don't know if anything else is going to happen. I mean, Faith and Ozpin died because some people were angry at me. I - I don't want to risk anything happening to you too. I - I think I got the people I care about hurt too much already.
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I wish you trusted me enough to give me a chance. Did I treat you differently after the catacombs? I thought that we were starting to connect more and find our way back to each other.
[Or had she seen too much in the flirting and smiles? She had given everything she could to summon feeling again and shared what little progress she made with Willow. She wanted her partner back, not just her friend.
But maybe she was naïve in this.
After so many secrets before, maybe Willow was justified in worrying how Tara would react. It was just- she tried so hard and it felt like a slap to those efforts.]
I know it's hypocritical of me to be angry because I kept secrets before too for similar reasons.
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I didn't feel like I could tell anyone. The only reason why I told that necromancer guy was because I needed help and I knew I couldn't do it on my own.
[She gives a small shrug. It's hard to find the words to explain it properly, and she's not even sure it makes sense in her own head, but perhaps it's still worth the effort to try.]
I don't know. I had to get someone to help, and I guess I picked him because... I figured he's probably seen enough awful things that he would get it, and if he didn't, maybe it didn't matter as much as it would if it was someone I loved.
[There's a brief pause, and she gives a small shrug.]
I know, that probably sounded stupid. It was what I thought at the time, though. That, and, if I told you something horrible happened, but I already fixed it, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
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[But it feels like she's only beating on a dead horse.]
I don't think I can handle secrets anymore. It's just becoming a bit too much and I really need to believe we trust each other here.
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[The apology is genuine; the last thing Willow has ever wanted was to hurt Tara, but it feels like she's done an awful lot of that lately. She can't justify it, but nor can she help the way she had felt in the moment. She bites her lip for a moment.]
Do you trust me?
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No matter what, she does love Willow.]
I did, but now I don't know.
[She knows what that means and she's afraid to say it.]
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It's easier than ever these days to ruminate on Faith's words from months ago, when Willow had attempted to defend Luna from Johnny's reaction to her brush with Beasthood. It still hurts to hear it. It hurts more than she really wants to acknowledge, but there's little to be done for it aside from quietly acknowledge Tara's feelings.
It doesn't change anything. If anything, it makes what she knows has to be done a little easier. Maybe it's not a bad thing for them to both take some space for a little.
She bites her lip and nods grimly in acceptance.]
It's okay. I understand.
I, uh.
[She stops and takes a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. It's harder than she thought it would be to find the right words.]
I, um. Tara... Tara, I think maybe we should spend sometime away from each other. Maybe... it'll help us figure things out?
[She blinks back the tears threatening to spill. As challenging as things have been since Tara's arrival in Trench, in spite of all of the ups and downs they've been through, and in spite of Ozpin's warning that it might not be as easy as Willow hoped it would be for them to pick right back up where they left off, she genuinely did not want it to come to this. Until recently, she never thought it really would come to this. Not again.]
I mean. Between the - the everything, and. I, uh.
[She takes another deep breath and lets it out slowly, and ducks her head to wipe at her eyes.]
I don't know if anything else is going to happen. I mean, Faith and Ozpin died because some people were angry at me. I - I don't want to risk anything happening to you too. I - I think I got the people I care about hurt too much already.