Cracks (Peter, Aly)

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After Peter's visit to Maya Crewe, he had done as she said and flushed the rest of his anti-convulsants down the toilet. It wasn't as if any visions could kill him now, vulnerable brain or no. It would just heal itself if he did cause any damage with his visions, and dammit, Peter didn't want to miss anything else. If a vision could have saved Thomas... Peter didn't want to take that chance again.

( Well wow )

Cracks (Peter, Aly)

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After Peter's visit to Maya Crewe, he had done as she said and flushed the rest of his anti-convulsants down the toilet. It wasn't as if any visions could kill him now, vulnerable brain or no. It would just heal itself if he did cause any damage with his visions, and dammit, Peter didn't want to miss anything else. If a vision could have saved Thomas... Peter didn't want to take that chance again.

( Well wow )

Today (Aly, Bria)

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Today, Aly had seen her first husband...her first love...darling William, give flowers to another woman. Her son's teacher. She had watched him smile at her and she knew that smile because it had once been hers. She hadn't expected the pain to pierce her like a knife, the way it did. She had moved on, hadn't she? She had moved on to the wonderful Peter Kemp who did everything right, even when she wanted him to fuck up so she could scream at him. And then, Aly had screamed at him anyway.

The screaming had not started today. She had been short with him for a week, and she hated the way his dear face crumpled when she yelled almost as much as it gave her a sick feeling of satisfaction. Aly loved Peter. That was not in doubt. But she had lost her best friend, and Christina's replacement came in the form of a stick-thin, younger woman named Bria, who made Aly feel old. Aly, who always felt young surrounded by her older friends and family, felt old and ugly next to the radiant Bria. Even without noticing, Aly had started to portion her food again, eating less and less of it. And with everything going on, no one noticed. But it was little wonder the effects left her irritable and mean.

Freedom was found at a dance club, however, and Bria always knew the best ones. And here, Aly could see her efforts were worthwhile. Her clothes clung attractively and while she wasn't as thin as Bria...not yet, she still got attention that made her feel better. Here, tonight, she was going to let the pain of the day drift away. Aly swayed her hips and lost herself to the beat and the lights and the sweat of the club, right there beside her new best friend.

Today (Aly, Bria)

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Today, Aly had seen her first husband...her first love...darling William, give flowers to another woman. Her son's teacher. She had watched him smile at her and she knew that smile because it had once been hers. She hadn't expected the pain to pierce her like a knife, the way it did. She had moved on, hadn't she? She had moved on to the wonderful Peter Kemp who did everything right, even when she wanted him to fuck up so she could scream at him. And then, Aly had screamed at him anyway.

The screaming had not started today. She had been short with him for a week, and she hated the way his dear face crumpled when she yelled almost as much as it gave her a sick feeling of satisfaction. Aly loved Peter. That was not in doubt. But she had lost her best friend, and Christina's replacement came in the form of a stick-thin, younger woman named Bria, who made Aly feel old. Aly, who always felt young surrounded by her older friends and family, felt old and ugly next to the radiant Bria. Even without noticing, Aly had started to portion her food again, eating less and less of it. And with everything going on, no one noticed. But it was little wonder the effects left her irritable and mean.

Freedom was found at a dance club, however, and Bria always knew the best ones. And here, Aly could see her efforts were worthwhile. Her clothes clung attractively and while she wasn't as thin as Bria...not yet, she still got attention that made her feel better. Here, tonight, she was going to let the pain of the day drift away. Aly swayed her hips and lost herself to the beat and the lights and the sweat of the club, right there beside her new best friend.