Post by Abigail on Feb 29, 2024 19:03:46 GMT
It was a rarity, but every now and then life reminded Abigail Spencer of the necessity of having an ulterior motive. She had promised herself that she’d never keep anything from Eternity, and mostly she’d stayed honest and true to that internal commandment. Mostly.
Abigail squeezed Eternity’s hand as they walked through the park, a comfortable distance and a little slower than Daisy McCleod and her boyfriend, Chip Sanders. Officially, they were here on their first ever double date, unofficially the attempted integration of her new girlfriend into Abby’s small social circle wasn’t going as smoothly as she had hoped.
Gone was the bubbly, bright-eyed, fiery free spirit that had been so easy to fall for. Eternity walked a little stiffer, barely spoke above a whisper and even then only when directly forced to respond to pointless and inane small talk because Daisy and Chip were not used to communicating with Eternity’s unique neurodivergence, and so they spoke more to Abby about her than to Eternity herself.
Eternity avoided eye contact with anybody except Abigail as they trailed behind the jock and cheerleader couple who were walking their golden retriever, Rusty several paces ahead of the goths. It wasn’t until now that Abigail realised just how different she was from even one of her oldest friends in Daisy.
Life had turned out very differently since high school. Daisy had never been forced by cruel fate to reconsider her entire identity as Abigail had several times at this point, so Daisy had become an older version of the girl who hadn’t always been her friend, quite the opposite actually. Still, Abby had been willing to turn the other cheek, and forgive Daisy for the shit she put her through as a young, confused and deeply closeted teen.
Abigail truly believed that Daisy had matured enough to kill the sanctimonious bitch inside her, but seeing the inhuman way Daisy treated Eternity in front of Chip, Abigail was forced to consider that maybe she was wrong. Some part of Daisy was still trying desperately to impress Chip and that meant she fell back on old habits, looking down on anybody the couple deemed inferior and disadvantaged compared to their perfection.
Chip talked slower and louder to Eternity, even when asking the most basic questions, as if she was simultaneously deaf and stupid. Whilst in isolation, Daisy had never treated Eternity this badly herself, it boiled Abigail’s blood that despite knowing better, Daisy did nothing to correct her boyfriend’s idiotic assertions about what exactly Eternity’s unique mental condition meant for her ability to function as a person.
Abigail learned so much more about her friend’s passive discrimination in one simple introductory interaction than she ever wanted to, and it was only sheer politeness that had kept Abigail’s tongue nailed inside her jaw. Daisy was planning to propose to Chip by instigating an impromptu game of fetch with Rusty. Any argument now would derail those plans and Daisy would probably never forgive Abby for ruining her special day. More than that, Eternity would only blame herself and retreat further away from being a part of the real world and Abby simply could not allow that.
Abby had invited Eternity to be a part of this with only the best of intentions, even as a small part of her wanted to see how her girlfriend took to the idea of marriage without directly pressing the issue. Abby hoped that seeing a proposal live and in person would at least get Eternity to consider the possibility of truly securing their future more formally, if not spark a very honest and frank conversation about where Abby saw them as a couple, sooner rather than later. But now, the subtle subterfuge hardly seemed worth it.
As the four of them reached the idyllic spot where the game of fetch the engagement ring was to start, Abby was forced to concede that she’d probably have been much better served just being honest. They had been best friends for years now and even though it had only been a handful of simple dates like this, Abby still felt as strongly about Eternity as she ever had. This had far from ruined anything about their undeniable connection, if anything it had only made it make even more sense.
Abby couldn’t help but kiss Eternity on the cheek, and squeezed her hand tightly as they watched Daisy and Chip play fetch with their dog from a safely detached distance.
“Thank ya for comin’ with me today,” Abby whispered, “I’m sorry about Chip. I promise I’ll make it up ta ya.”
There was no response, only a marble complexion frozen dead, watching the joys of others play out in front of her. Abby would have given anything in this moment to crawl inside her partner’s head and see for herself what was going on inside that beautiful tragedy of a mind. Abby fought her own anxiety as it tried to insist that she’d fucked up and ruined this. She pressed on, kept talking. It helped not only distract Abby from her own insecurities but also served to remind Eternity that Abby wasn’t about to give up on this or her, just because they were having a bad day. Even a bad day was made a little better when they spent it together.
“We ain’t gonna do this again. I was wrong, I’ll tell Daisy that I don’t think we should be friends anymore. Would that make this better? Would that make ya happy? Would that fix this?”
Eternity turned slowly, lifted Abby’s chin between her forefinger and thumb and spoke softly, “We’re fine, Angel. Promise.” Eternity gazed into her soul, Abby felt her heart quicken. “I won’t let one bad apple spoil my Eden. There will always be bad people, bad partners who will never understand what we have. Still we must live side by side, we must endure and we must remember who our real friends are. We’ve lost too many already. Don’t forsake a friendship for me. Everyone makes mistakes, and I will never judge anyone on one poor decision. We need to be better than that, stronger. Together.”
“I’m sorry, you’re right.”
In their moment they had missed the actual proposal, and turned just in time to see Daisy being spun in Chip’s whirlwind embrace. It was a yes then, Abby reasoned.
“Woop, woop! Congrats guys! So happy for ya!” Abby led Eternity in the customary clapping and smiling that the normal world demanded in these situations, but Abby knew both her and Eternity existed just beyond normal and unlike even a few years ago, Abby embraced that truth about herself so much more now than she ever had before.
Abigail squeezed Eternity’s hand as they walked through the park, a comfortable distance and a little slower than Daisy McCleod and her boyfriend, Chip Sanders. Officially, they were here on their first ever double date, unofficially the attempted integration of her new girlfriend into Abby’s small social circle wasn’t going as smoothly as she had hoped.
Gone was the bubbly, bright-eyed, fiery free spirit that had been so easy to fall for. Eternity walked a little stiffer, barely spoke above a whisper and even then only when directly forced to respond to pointless and inane small talk because Daisy and Chip were not used to communicating with Eternity’s unique neurodivergence, and so they spoke more to Abby about her than to Eternity herself.
Eternity avoided eye contact with anybody except Abigail as they trailed behind the jock and cheerleader couple who were walking their golden retriever, Rusty several paces ahead of the goths. It wasn’t until now that Abigail realised just how different she was from even one of her oldest friends in Daisy.
Life had turned out very differently since high school. Daisy had never been forced by cruel fate to reconsider her entire identity as Abigail had several times at this point, so Daisy had become an older version of the girl who hadn’t always been her friend, quite the opposite actually. Still, Abby had been willing to turn the other cheek, and forgive Daisy for the shit she put her through as a young, confused and deeply closeted teen.
Abigail truly believed that Daisy had matured enough to kill the sanctimonious bitch inside her, but seeing the inhuman way Daisy treated Eternity in front of Chip, Abigail was forced to consider that maybe she was wrong. Some part of Daisy was still trying desperately to impress Chip and that meant she fell back on old habits, looking down on anybody the couple deemed inferior and disadvantaged compared to their perfection.
Chip talked slower and louder to Eternity, even when asking the most basic questions, as if she was simultaneously deaf and stupid. Whilst in isolation, Daisy had never treated Eternity this badly herself, it boiled Abigail’s blood that despite knowing better, Daisy did nothing to correct her boyfriend’s idiotic assertions about what exactly Eternity’s unique mental condition meant for her ability to function as a person.
Abigail learned so much more about her friend’s passive discrimination in one simple introductory interaction than she ever wanted to, and it was only sheer politeness that had kept Abigail’s tongue nailed inside her jaw. Daisy was planning to propose to Chip by instigating an impromptu game of fetch with Rusty. Any argument now would derail those plans and Daisy would probably never forgive Abby for ruining her special day. More than that, Eternity would only blame herself and retreat further away from being a part of the real world and Abby simply could not allow that.
Abby had invited Eternity to be a part of this with only the best of intentions, even as a small part of her wanted to see how her girlfriend took to the idea of marriage without directly pressing the issue. Abby hoped that seeing a proposal live and in person would at least get Eternity to consider the possibility of truly securing their future more formally, if not spark a very honest and frank conversation about where Abby saw them as a couple, sooner rather than later. But now, the subtle subterfuge hardly seemed worth it.
As the four of them reached the idyllic spot where the game of fetch the engagement ring was to start, Abby was forced to concede that she’d probably have been much better served just being honest. They had been best friends for years now and even though it had only been a handful of simple dates like this, Abby still felt as strongly about Eternity as she ever had. This had far from ruined anything about their undeniable connection, if anything it had only made it make even more sense.
Abby couldn’t help but kiss Eternity on the cheek, and squeezed her hand tightly as they watched Daisy and Chip play fetch with their dog from a safely detached distance.
“Thank ya for comin’ with me today,” Abby whispered, “I’m sorry about Chip. I promise I’ll make it up ta ya.”
There was no response, only a marble complexion frozen dead, watching the joys of others play out in front of her. Abby would have given anything in this moment to crawl inside her partner’s head and see for herself what was going on inside that beautiful tragedy of a mind. Abby fought her own anxiety as it tried to insist that she’d fucked up and ruined this. She pressed on, kept talking. It helped not only distract Abby from her own insecurities but also served to remind Eternity that Abby wasn’t about to give up on this or her, just because they were having a bad day. Even a bad day was made a little better when they spent it together.
“We ain’t gonna do this again. I was wrong, I’ll tell Daisy that I don’t think we should be friends anymore. Would that make this better? Would that make ya happy? Would that fix this?”
Eternity turned slowly, lifted Abby’s chin between her forefinger and thumb and spoke softly, “We’re fine, Angel. Promise.” Eternity gazed into her soul, Abby felt her heart quicken. “I won’t let one bad apple spoil my Eden. There will always be bad people, bad partners who will never understand what we have. Still we must live side by side, we must endure and we must remember who our real friends are. We’ve lost too many already. Don’t forsake a friendship for me. Everyone makes mistakes, and I will never judge anyone on one poor decision. We need to be better than that, stronger. Together.”
“I’m sorry, you’re right.”
In their moment they had missed the actual proposal, and turned just in time to see Daisy being spun in Chip’s whirlwind embrace. It was a yes then, Abby reasoned.
“Woop, woop! Congrats guys! So happy for ya!” Abby led Eternity in the customary clapping and smiling that the normal world demanded in these situations, but Abby knew both her and Eternity existed just beyond normal and unlike even a few years ago, Abby embraced that truth about herself so much more now than she ever had before.
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“But if thou shalt indeed obey his voice, and do all that I speak; then I will be an enemy unto thine enemies, and an adversary unto thine adversaries.” - Exodus XXIII: 22
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Y’know it’s really a great comfort ta know that no matter how long ya spend away from this business, some things truly never change. I could never be a booker, even if I wanted ta be ‘cause when it comes right down to it, one look at this utter shambles of a match, it’s painfully clear that I have way too rich of an imagination for the job.
Multiple people have issues in wrestling? Oh no, better team them up an’ make easy money in the cheapest an’ lamest way possible. The co-existence clichè is so old hat that I doubt it even truly satisfies Mr Verona as a solution ta the bigger problems in our division. Still, it’s above my pay grade ta offer more elegant and creative solutions, so my job this week is simply ta make the best of a less than ideal set of circumstances.
So that’s exactly what I’ll do.
See, even though Mai is in The Murder, she’s probably the best partner I could have ended up with for this. She has all the trappin’s of somebody who I could possibly have called a friend if she had made better choices for the company she elects ta keep. I know I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover but I guess Vivienne can be quite the persuasive little minx when she wants ta be. Probably explains how she domesticated an Aussie man-mountain if rumours are ta be believed.
I digress.
I know some of my peers aren’t content until they’ve checked off every single individual in this match, but I don’t have the time or patience for that. We’re all dealin’ with the same shit here an’ really it’s gonna be a total crapshoot who ends up winnin’ the first two Maiden spots. Ta pretend otherwise is either ignorance or insanity.
Mai may not be my ride or die, but I won’t murder our chances either.
If ya have my back, girlie, I got yours.
A win here means we get closer ta immortality together, Mai.
Nothin’ else should matter.
Well howdy there pardner.