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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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DAMIEN RUSSO

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POSTED ON Jul 9, 2024 3:54:57 GMT

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Chest heaving from his outburst, DAMIEN RUSSO immediately felt a pang of regret as his word vomit registered in his mind after the fact. [break][break]

"Wha—" Damien stuttered then, momentarily confused as the van began to slow to a stop. "What are you doing?"[break][break]

There was panic in his voice now. The anger ebbed into bone-chilling concern. They were in this shit together, not in either of their apartments where this conversation should have happened, but on ROCKET business. What the fuck was he thinking?[break][break]

"We can't stop, Frank. We'll be late and it'll be our asses on the line."[break][break]

Silence was Frank Caffey's response. He didn't even look over.[break][break]

"I don't know what that freak Cillian Quinn told you, but screwing up a job is how you end up dead."[break][break]

More silence. Eventually, Damien took the hint and Frank asked if he was done. God, how fucking demeaning. It felt like he was being admonished by a disappointed teacher or some shit.[break][break]

"...yeah, sure. All done. Now can we get back on the road?"

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POSTED ON Jul 9, 2024 23:14:09 GMT

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Maintaining the appearance of calm despite feeling crushed inside, Frank drove the truck back onto the road and resumed their journey to Lilycove. Though the tension in the air had lessened with Damien's outburst, it still lingered, especially as Frank pondered how to acknowledge what the other man had said. [break][break]

Or if he should at all. What had Jackie said to him once? That sometimes people just need to vent to get their feelings out? [break][break]

So Frank settled on: "Glad to know you think I'm pathetic." [break][break]

Those weren't the right words to say, but nothing was. But if he was going to be pathetic, at least he was doing work that was both exciting and rewarding. Damien would never understand, but that was just another difference between them. One of many. [break][break]

Frank felt numb all over. Numb and angry.

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POSTED ON Aug 12, 2024 20:08:50 GMT

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Damien let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding once the truck's tires met the road again. [break][break]

Right. They were working. He needed to keep things smoothed over until the job was done. Besides, the mood had shifted now — boiled over into an awkward, tired mess. Less angry, more sulking pain.[break][break]

"I don't want to fight anymore, Frank." It was back to looking out the window, talking to reflections. Better that than to engage fully.[break][break]

"You knew I didn't want you to join Rocket and you did it anyway. How else am I supposed to feel?"[break][break]

It hurt that Frank Caffey had lied. And yeah, a lie of omission was still a lie in DAMIEN RUSSO's book. And that sure as fuck was pathetic to him. [break][break]

"Now you're stuck. They're never gonna let you go, you know."

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Frank Caffey

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POSTED ON Aug 16, 2024 13:08:52 GMT

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Frank sank into the brooding, sulky mood of the car, wrapping it around him like a cloak. He barely registered Damien's soft words or dejected tone. Instead, Frank focused on the road, ensuring that they made it to Lilycove on time. [break][break]

Finally, he said, "I know." [break][break]

And then fell silent for the rest of the drive. [break][break]

At their destination, the exchange went smoothly. Frank stood to the side while much more capable grunts wrangled the Skeledirge from the back of the truck. When it was time to leave, he climbed back into the driver's seat, intending to ditch the vehicle as usual before heading home. [break][break]

"I'll see you later," he said to Damien, fairly certain the younger man would not want to join him on this last task. Now that the job was done, Damien had no reason to stay in Frank's company. [break][break]

Still, despite his numbness and anger, a small part of Frank hoped otherwise.

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DAMIEN RUSSO

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POSTED ON Sept 7, 2024 23:08:12 GMT

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DAMIEN RUSSO didn't know how to let go.[break][break]

He'd been that way all his life. [break][break]

It was why he still loved Frank Caffey, even through all the bullshit. But that love was a painful thing now, tainted by time and circumstance and Frank's own damning decisions.[break][break]

Fucking ROCKET. Damien was still struggling to process that this was all truly real. It felt so final. So suffocatingly terminal.[break][break]

Frank would probably never get to see his kids again, and even if he did, he'd be putting them at risk. He'd never get to have a safe career, where he could grow old and die peacefully. [break][break]

Now it was only violence ahead of him. And the thought of Frank hurting made Damien's heart crumple in on itself. [break][break]

He was scared. So, so scared. [break][break]

"Yeah," He replied softly, tiredly, unable to look Frank Caffey in the eye. He'd be able to find his own way home. For now, Damien needed space and more time to think things through.[break][break]

"See you later."

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