{"id":31605,"date":"2012-12-14T08:17:57","date_gmt":"2012-12-14T08:17:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/14\/gadgeteerphilanthropist-iamthefirechild-98\/"},"modified":"2012-12-14T08:17:57","modified_gmt":"2012-12-14T08:17:57","slug":"gadgeteerphilanthropist-iamthefirechild-98","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2012\/12\/14\/gadgeteerphilanthropist-iamthefirechild-98\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

gadgeteerphilanthropist<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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\"image\"<\/a><\/strong> iamthefirechild<\/a><\/strong> replied to your post<\/a><\/strong>:<\/span> ~Dear Tony, I\u2019m sorry. I\u2019m so sorry. Summer came and talked to me today. And I can\u2019t. I can\u2019t do it. You loved her first. Went to her for everything. She stayed in your room. I\u2019m sorry I didn\u2019t see it before. You love her most. And I\u2019m not going to stay in the way of that because she loves you best. Take care. Jarvis won\u2019t help you find me and has covered my trail, so don\u2019t worry about finding me. But never forget that I do love you. You\u2019re the only one I\u2019ll ever love. -Dummy~<\/a><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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Her shields were still down. She\u2019d forgotten, and now here was Tony, anger sharp as a knife. She deserved it. \u201cAll the wrong things,\u201d Summer managed to say, voice rough.<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Tony released her and shoved himself away from the bed to pace across the room, dragging his hands through his hair.\u00a0 He barked out a laugh that sounded like it had to be painful, followed by an equally sharp, \u201cOh, yeah, that\u2019s fucking specific<\/em>.\u201d\u00a0 He threw one hand out to the side, gesturing out to the rest of the penthouse.\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019s fucking gone<\/em>!\u201d<\/p>\n

He paused, then, as he said it, as if it was only just then sinking in.\u00a0 For a moment, he stared at the wall across the room, until the silence was broken by a tense, \u201cShit.<\/em>\u201c\u00a0 His right fist lashed out, slamming into the wall, just to do something, anything to relieve the pressure that felt like it was building around him.\u00a0 \u201cFuck,\u201d he bit out again, pulling his hand back to his chest.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“He what?” Summer gasped. Relief crowded up her throat. “Oh, thank god, I thought he was going to shoot himself again or something.” She wrapped her arms around the pillow, crushing it to her chest, tears overflowing her eyes again. “I — I lost my temper. It didn’t start that way. I just went — I wanted to talk to him, get to know him. He’s so closed in, so focussed on you, in the shop. I wanted — I told you, that day, I wanted to know all your loves. I do. I did,” she stumbled.<\/p>\n

“S-so I went to him, and I told him what you had told me — that he had asked you to marry him, and there were difficult things, and he’d shot himself. And he said he’d only asked if you would ever be willing to marry him permanently, and he wished he had died then. The bullet didn’t work right, he said.” Summer gulped against the memory of that, of the way he’d sounded. “I-I couldn’t — I tried to tell him how much that would hurt you. If he tried to kill himself again.<\/p>\n

“And all he could say was that you were his everything, and he wasn’t enough. That you didn’t need him, because you had someone else. He — Dummy didn’t know you meant me. And he walked away. And I … lost my temper. I said a lot of things, I took the door off its hinges, I told him he was selfish, and that if he really loved you like he said he did then he would want your happiness, that I was willing to give you up so that you could be happy or willing to love you both, and that he had promised to try and this wasn’t trying.”<\/p>\n

Summer stared at the pillow, not really seeing it, seeing that door and her fire. “He told me he didn’t ever want to see me or be around me. That he hadn’t known what you wanted, that you wanted that. He said it was being forced on him. And he didn’t want it. He made it sound like it was your fault because you hadn’t told him. So I — I said I’d been first. Before he was human you loved me. It was wrong, I shouldn’t’ve said it. I just — I was so angry. You would do anything for him, you love him so much, and he just … as if the only thing that mattered was what he wanted.” The final words left her limp and empty. She’d finally, finally gotten past that space where she feared losing him, and now she wasn’t even sure she could forgive herself for this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

gadgeteerphilanthropist: iamthefirechild replied to your post: ~Dear Tony, I\u2019m sorry. I\u2019m so sorry. Summer came and talked to me today. And I can\u2019t. I can\u2019t do it. You loved her first. Went to her for everything. She stayed in your room. I\u2019m sorry I didn\u2019t see it before. You love her most. And I\u2019m not … Continue reading <\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,3780,199],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31605"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31605"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31605\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31605"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31605"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31605"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}