Ficlet O'Clock Promptfest

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And there's nothing, that I can do
Except bury my love for you

I long to hear your voice, but still I make the choice
To bury my love

— Moondust, Jaymes Young

Dillon on Larina

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A/N: I have others I probably could have used for this, but he seemed like a good choice, and there is a tiny bit in the story already about how they never really talked on the phone after she left.

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Dillon never answered the phone, never made any effort to be the first to reach the handset. He didn't care if it would be for him—and most of the time it was, since it was someone calling about a horse, and he was the one that did the rehabilitation work now. He was the one they asked about the state of the horses or possible treatments, and he usually had answers, though he hated giving them. He would much rather not deal with any of their clients, only the horses, but they'd already found out how dangerous a bit of phone relay could be, when horses that shouldn't have gone home did and almost hurt themselves or their owners.

No, he had to take the calls.

He just... wouldn't. Not unless he had no other choice.

Though the calls were rare, every time the phone rang, there was a chance it could be Larina. He couldn't do it. He couldn't talk to her.

He wanted to hear her voice. He missed her. She still was the other half of his soul, and he didn't know how to live without her. He'd loved her before he understood what it was, and he didn't know that he would ever stop loving her.

He tried. He pushed forward every day, did his work, kept himself going, even when he didn't want to, when that empty place she'd always filled ached and made him wish he had never met her. He had to, had no other choice. He'd let her go, knowing that was what she wanted, knowing he couldn't keep her, and he'd done it out of love, but it never made it easier.

He missed her. He wanted to talk to her, wanted to hear her voice, wanted her to promise she was coming back to him and that all of this was a mistake, but she wouldn't.

So he didn't answer the phone. He didn't want to hear her voice, just went on with his day, burying his feelings down and pretending they didn't hurt as much as they did. He was almost used to it by now. He still carried the pain from his father's actions, and that never went away.

Neither did the ache of losing Larina.

Re: Dillon on Larina

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Awww, ouch, beautiful.

Re: Dillon on Larina

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I feel really bad for Dillon during this time in their story. He wasn't the only one hurting, Larina was, too, but he took it harder while she used anger at him and others to get past it and bounced back from it easier. He didn't.

He takes it harder when they start to reconcile, too, but I would hope it would be worth it for boht of them.