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With that. It was all but confirmed.[break][break]
The gators sat and watched, as the wave crashes upon the beach. Epiphany never comes, because it was known to begin with. The sheer terror of understanding what that meant, like it crashing down on them both. What it means. What it could do to everything. The horror of years of looking over his shoulder, of walking in the shadow to survive.[break][break]
It's crushing.[break][break]
Ashley doesn't say much at first. Because he knows the feeling all too well. He knows what it is. Because he had a similar moment with his best friend years ago. The roles, however, were reversed. Because now, he was the one too stained by Rocket to ever feel clean. Ashley sat there, agony washing through him. Another crash of waves, and Isaac explains everything he's been thinking for the past six months.[break][break]
He doesn't like what that means for him though. What that means for Isaac, to walk this path into hell. Because this meant that every Rocket would see him exactly as they saw him; a traitor. The fear, the anxiety, the trouble that comes with the rank and title.[break][break]
"Yeah."[break][break]
Can he say anything else but the acknowledgment to the falling grace of Rocket? To the slow push for blood. The cut that let it seep down. The coat that reapplied itself. And Ashley once again finds himself at that moment of isolation he did a long, long time ago. The choice that set in front of him. What that means for Isaac.[break][break]
So, pulling from the embrace, he lays down on the beach.[break][break]
He looks at the sky.[break][break]
He stares for a long, long while.[break][break]
"I can't stop you. Not going to either. You've made up your mind a long time ago." Was it any less true? Ashley felt like he always knew it would end this way. But even so, he feels himself smiling.[break][break]
"... I was going to ask you to be my best man, you know... now if I invite you, when that day comes, blood will be on our hands." His eyes begin to well up, but he doesn't let it out. He's done so much recently, he's been so twisted, so hurtful, hateful... he forgot what his goal had been the whole time.[break][break]
To fix Rocket.[break][break]
"I remember that talk, you know. How I told you I left because of the bloodshed. Nightmares for years, waking up in cold sweats... I think it would be good for you. You need to get away before it ruins who you are." He tries to hold it back, but the sadness on his face is easy to see. With all his might, he holds it back for his friend. To him, he will not let himself be the reason that Isaac stays. He wanted to save Isaac.[break][break]
...[break][break]
In a way... his conversation with
Eris Halla finally rears its head, and though he does let it out, he smiles. Correcting the mistake of how he and Jayden went, he can feel happy.[break][break]
So why does it still hurt like hell?[break][break]
Finally get to save one person... huh?[break][break]
"You gonna be okay with that? They'll hunt you down. You'll be another target to them... you know that, won't you?" He remembers how
jayden cross came at him. And his brief stint with
THEO BECKETT, where he had a chance, a microcosm of a chance to continue his clean slate.[break][break]
"You gonna be okay with that?" he repeats. This isn't about anyone BUT him.
Isaac Merlo [break][break]
NOTES
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MUSIC SHIFT 2[break]
- He lets it wash over. Tells him something he said a long time ago. Says it'd be good for him.[break]
- Feels like he can save Isaac. He asks if he's okay with it. IF he's really okay with it.