This picture's frozen, and I can't get out
POSTED ON Jun 20, 2023 13:24:02 GMT -5
Post by Genesis Donovan on Jun 20, 2023 13:24:02 GMT -5
And every time I think I've finally made it
I learn I'm farther away than I have ever been before
Genie hadn't been able to stop thinking about Ray. For so many years now, she was afraid of running into him, of falling back under his absolute control. With the time that had passed, she hadn't been certain that her resistance to his ability was still strong. She had nightmares about seeing him, about being forced to do what he wanted her to again.
Not all that different from her life now. But at least, for the moment, she had the illusion of choice. She could tell herself that walking away was an option, even though it most certainly was not an option available to her if she wanted to keep breathing.
When she’d gotten the news that he’d been put down, Genie thought that would be the end of it. She assumed that the nightmares would stop, that she wouldn’t be so afraid of being seen anymore. But that didn’t happen. Her dreams featuring her father only intensified. During the day, she felt like a walking zombie rather than a person. She blamed her total failure with Villin as a direct result of being distracted into making poor choices - though she would have been just as likely to fail if she’d been well rested and focused.
Once her wounds were licked and she had decided she could show herself without feeling too embarrassed, Genie called Toby. He was the closest thing to family that she had, and while they had never had a warm and fuzzy relationship, he should at least be able to get her the information she needed. He would also understand why she needed it. He’d been the one to rip her out of her father’s clutches in the first place.
It only took a couple of days before Toby got back to her.
Dane Wayland.
Genie stared at the text and groaned. Not what she’d been hoping for, but at least now she had the name of the person who had killed Ray. She could try to get answers from him, find out what happened. With all the rumors she’d heard about the youngest Wayland over the years, she wasn’t sure if he would be willing to cooperate.
Since she had never had a reason to seek him out before, Genie wasn’t sure if he would even know who she was. Probably not. She couldn’t just walk up to him and start asking questions. That seemed like a good way to get stabbed. So, she did her research. The bastard was insanely difficult to pin down, and it took her over a week to just figure out where to start.
Once she found Dane, she thought that she’d be able to just walk over and ask to talk about what happened with Ray. She’d been wrong. For the three days she’d been trying to work up the courage to approach him. But it never seemed to be the right time. She kept giving up and going home, or losing track of him before she could work up her nerve.
Tonight, she’d followed him into a club. It had been a couple hours already, and he seemed content to stay. Genie was going to write it off again. Maybe this was all a bad idea. She didn’t want to get mixed up with a Wayland, anyway. What if he did something unpredictable? ”It’s now or never. Stop being a chicken” Genie chidded herself, digging her fingernails into her palms as she tried to quell her desire to flee from the club.
Genie let her invisibility drop, and walked toward Dane from the edge of the room.
”Um, hey.” She was panicking internally, forgetting everything she had thought of to start this conversation. ”Can we talk?” Not only did she forget what she wanted to say, she also completely forgot that she was just some rando walking up to him.
Dane Wayland
Let me know if I should change anything about the set up or if I’ve made too many assumptions.
Let me know if I should change anything about the set up or if I’ve made too many assumptions.