clussy: ÉĒᴄᴏɴ ʙʏ ÉĒᴄᴏɴsꜰᴏʀʙÉĒᴛᴄʜᴇs (ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ) (𝚋𝚞𝚜đšĸ 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜)
eddie kaspbrak ([personal profile] clussy) wrote in [community profile] quietplace 2018-03-13 12:22 pm (UTC)

Yeah well you don't know who I am either or what i've done.

(Or who he is. None of that. Eddie had a pretty lowly opinion of himself. That and frankly, he wound up befriending some very questionable adults in his life. They all had been...very kind though to him.

It's a weird question for Eddie to be asked, or at least in hindsight. He guesses most people would expect that from a kid.)


My dads dead and

if i can id rather never see my mom again.


(It's harsh and not fully true. Eddie was still young enough that some nights he ached for his mother, but he knew that it was for the best that he stay away from her. Her manipulation and abuse ran deep enough to ruin a lot of him, and he knew he needed to grow up away from her if he wanted even half a shot at a normal, maybe even happy life.)

but there is this woman i met in the world i was in before this one

shes not my real mom...but shes more my mom than ive ever had back home. i wish she was here. i miss her all the time.


(While the ache for Sonia was there, the ache for Clara was far superior. Clara had always cared about Eddie. Sonia's love had been undeniable but restraining- that and she always seemed annoyed with Eddie. Eddie couldn't remember the last time his own mom had ever made him feel good about anything. Clara, on the other hand, had always seemed to make sure that he was okay. She...sometimes made him feel like he was worth a lot more than he had always thought.)

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