No, I actually want to look this asshole in the face.
[Because the wild roller coaster of feelings has landed on anger, and he's not sure he's going to get off that anytime soon. He's pushed off the couch at this point and is pacing some, trying to find a place for this energy.]
I don't know, but he admitted that he made us forget him. And then I told him that he's my sperm donor and all of the sudden it's a full one-eighty and he's coming here.
[And Ben can't help but read into that reaction. That he wasn't worthwhile before they were related and now that they are, back he comes. It makes him angry and it makes him not want this relationship at all, but he's going to try and keep a lid on that until Dean gets here and he knows how much damage is done.
(Once he does remember, he will still be angry, but there will be a different tenor. He doesn't know that yet though.)]
So I want him to look me in the eye and tell me why he thought it would be a good idea just to Eternal Sunshine himself out of our heads. And then I want to look him in the eye when I tell him to fuck off.
Lisa gets up from the couch, to meet Rudy in the doorway.
"If I had any more answers, I would tell you." she says, not knowing that she also has a few things to atone to if memories are ever restored. "But, if I have one piece of advice. There's always another side to every story. Just because he ... Eternal Sunshine'd himself, it doesn't mean he wanted to, or wanted to be rid of you."
Or us.
"All I'm saying is, you invited him, which I support. So, you have to hear him out. Unless your blood dial boils to an 11. You know I don't have the longest fuse, either."
He inherited that from his mother and father, apparently, not that she knows. )
[Though he might. He doesn't know how this conversation is going to go, nor does he know how he's going to feel if he remembers again, but he knows his mom is right. He needs to take it down a few levels if he's going to actually get answers out of this conversation.
He runs a hand over his face, before nodding.]
Yeah, I know. I have twelve hours to get my shit together.
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[Because the wild roller coaster of feelings has landed on anger, and he's not sure he's going to get off that anytime soon. He's pushed off the couch at this point and is pacing some, trying to find a place for this energy.]
I want to know exactly what he did to us.
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( And then erase himself from their lives in memory only. )
He did a shit job of covering his tracks, too. Didn't incept you to move, or nothin.
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[And Ben can't help but read into that reaction. That he wasn't worthwhile before they were related and now that they are, back he comes. It makes him angry and it makes him not want this relationship at all, but he's going to try and keep a lid on that until Dean gets here and he knows how much damage is done.
(Once he does remember, he will still be angry, but there will be a different tenor. He doesn't know that yet though.)]
So I want him to look me in the eye and tell me why he thought it would be a good idea just to Eternal Sunshine himself out of our heads. And then I want to look him in the eye when I tell him to fuck off.
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( Way harsh, Tai.
But, team Ben and team Lisa, it's fine.
Lisa gets up from the couch, to meet Rudy in the doorway.
"If I had any more answers, I would tell you." she says, not knowing that she also has a few things to atone to if memories are ever restored. "But, if I have one piece of advice. There's always another side to every story. Just because he ... Eternal Sunshine'd himself, it doesn't mean he wanted to, or wanted to be rid of you."
Or us.
"All I'm saying is, you invited him, which I support. So, you have to hear him out. Unless your blood dial boils to an 11. You know I don't have the longest fuse, either."
He inherited that from his mother and father, apparently, not that she knows. )
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[Though he might. He doesn't know how this conversation is going to go, nor does he know how he's going to feel if he remembers again, but he knows his mom is right. He needs to take it down a few levels if he's going to actually get answers out of this conversation.
He runs a hand over his face, before nodding.]
Yeah, I know. I have twelve hours to get my shit together.
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Well, if this is you without your shit together, then I did something right, didn't I.
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You do get all the credit.
[But for now he's going to take a drive, clear his head, but in the morning he will be back for whatever this shakes out to be.]