Fic: Not Quite Right

[dragonyphoenix]

Title: Not Quite Right
Fandom: BtVS
Concrit: Please, in comments
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, not yet, but the will be once I've taken over the world. Bwah-ha-ha.
Summary: If Dawn pretends real hard, she's almost good enough.
Notes: Written for a prompt at Open On Sunday: technical difficulties


She found Dawn on the bed, crying quietly.

“You are my sister. I love you. I don’t want you to cry.” She seemed to look inward for a moment. “I’ll make you hot chocolate.”

“No, wait!” When she turned back, Dawn added, “Maybe you could sit here with me?”

Dawn arranged her so they were sitting side-by-side, arms around waists.

After a moment she asked, “Are you feeling better?”

“Yeah, but maybe we could be quiet for a while?”

“OK.”

Closing her eyes against, well, everything, Dawn rested her head on the closest thing she had to her sister’s shoulder.

Comments

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I'm not in a near to cutting myself place at the moment. Even when it was worse than it is now, I was more headed in that direction rather than actually doing it. And it might not have been cutting but it wouldn't have been pretty. I might have had a heart attack first or a nervous breakdown. Stuff like that. I'm less stressed at the moment and at least my therapist didn't try to hide under a rock when I told her. Her voice became very sympathetic and she said something like I must have been hurting dreadfully to consider that.

Yeah, I'd never known that about Susan before. I really appreciated her speaking up about it.

I'm pretty sure the name "nuclear family" didn't originate as a toxic family kind of idea, although it does work well that way. *laughs*