So tell me when you're gonna let me in

[impy]

Fandom: BSC
Title: Cry
Word Count: 300

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  It's been three days. Three days. In all the time I've known her, I can't remember her ever sitting still for anything longer than an hour and now it's been seventy-two hours. Sure, she's stumbled to the bathroom and back but otherwise she's been lying in that bed ever since she got the news.

  "Kristy?" I ask softly as I check on her for the second time today.

  Her brown eyes flicker my way for half a second before she disappears inside herself again.

  I remember that feeling all too well. Everything in your life has just changed without your permission and yet nothing else really has changed at all. The sun is still going to rise barring a celestial disaster, the phone is still ringing off the hook, and no matter how much you try and hide, you still find yourself in the same place you were before, trying to figure out how to deal with this gaping hole in your life.

  It's been three days and I'm beyond worried.

  "At least she has you," everyone keeps saying, as if there isn't a world of difference between losing someone as a child and losing someone as an adult. As if there's no difference between losing the man who hung the moon, the stars, and was the center of your universe and losing the man who chose to walk away from you on more than one occasion, the man who always let you down in new and horribly painful ways, even in death.

  "At least she has you."

  Only I have no idea how to reach her now. She's well beyond my reach, so lost in her grief. So I sit here next to her, wrap my arms around her, and I wait for her to come back to me.


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Characters/Pairings: Kristy, Abby
Notes: If you wanna 'ship the good ship K/A, you can, but it's not required or even necessarily intended.

This is one of the ficlets in my head that I think I'll poke around and work on later when the muse comes back from vacation.

The story, what little there is, takes place right after Kristy's father (Patrick) dies. He's fallen out of touch with his first family again and Kristy gets the news secondhand. She doesn't take it well, but everyone around her assumes she'll be okay because she's got Abby to lean on. I guess that in this particularly corner of the 'verse, none of the other BSC members (or her current friends) have lost their fathers, leaving Abby the only other person who has an inkling of what that's like. (Because, I guess, they aren't counting Claudia and Mimi though they should and this is intentional on my part, btw.) Only Abby's woefully unprepared for how to deal with this since she and Kristy are both fixers and this cannot be fixed.

When my dad died, I found myself idly wondering how other people would handle the same situation. Real people, fictional people, random people I barely knew. It gave my brain something else to worry about, I guess.

I decided that Kristy would kind of grind to a halt, not necessarily because someone she loved was gone, but because in my head he would have disappeared into his second family. So Kristy would have lost her father and she would have lost the potential for him to have ever grown out of that screw-up stage. She'd be in that weird position where you're more upset about how upset you aren't. I'm thinking that if Watson died, Kristy would be devastated. Patrick's death would throw her for a loop because if he died first, she'd feel guilty over being glad it wasn't Watson, among other things.


I might have issues. Just a few.

Comments

[luxken27]

Oh, wow. This just left me breathless, completely. I'm not much of an Abby fan, but if there's anybody who can empathize with Kristy's plight, it's her. It's interesting that she's the one everyone else automatically turns to, as if she has all the answers just because she's had to live with it the longest. IDK, I'm not as familiar with late BSC canon as I am earlier stuff, but still.

Breathless.

I'd love to see where you muse takes this, personally.

[snarky-imp.livejournal.com]

Awww. I'm glad it did its job then. :D This was I think the first one that popped up when I read the various prompts, I just wasn't sure where it would wind up.

Of course now I have to figure out where to take it beyond this.