Twisted
Warning: Profanity. Lots of it. Mostly the f-bomb. If you watched the movie, you know what you're in for. If you haven't watched the movie... why are you reading A:OC fanfiction? o.o
"What do you mean we can't do this any more?"
"Charles, just listen to me! We can't! What don't you understand?"
"I don't understand why you're breaking this off! We were... we were going to New York tomorrow. Ivy, tell me what's going on!"
"I can't, Charles, I just... I have to go, I have to get away from this mother fucking hell hole. Fuck this family."
Charles gripped Ivy's shoulder, pulling her back. "Tell me why you're abandoning me! Tell me! Did you sister say something? Because whatever she said doesn't matter, Ivy. It's just you and I; we don't need her blessing! I'd do anything for you, Ivy, just tell me!"
Ivy jerked free. "Forget it, Charles. Forget it, forget me, everyone else does."
"Ivy!"
"I'm your fucking sister, Charles!" Ivy snapped, whirling around. "There. Are you happy? Because no one thought it was worth a fuck to tell any of us that Mattie Fae was fucking around with Beverly and who you think your dad is isn't really your dad at all!"
Charles's hand dropped from reaching out to her. A look of shock crept across his features, settling into the laugh lines and the perfect lips and the beautiful - betrayed - eyes. "... What...?
"I'm just..." Ivy rubbed her forehead with her hand. "I'm sorry, I meant to say it better, I didn't... They just told me earlier." She looked up. "Your mom had an affair with my dad. We're not cousins. We're brother and sister."
Charles continued to stare at her, the information processing through his brain. It was visible in his eyes, the shock, the disbelief.
"And we can't. We can't, Charles. It's not you, not me, but... it's our whole fucked up family." Ivy threw her hands up. "Because it always is. It always has been, hasn't it, Charles? It's always our family, you know it, I know it, hell, the whole state of Oklahoma knows it. I love you, Charles, but there's no way this can happen."
Charles shook his head slightly, a side to side motion that intensified at Ivy's words. "No. Stop. No. We..." He shook his head harder, like trying to dislodge an irksome fly that wouldn't go away. "I can't... we... I... I have to... go," he said pathetically, and then he turned and he was gone, running out the door to go process, to confront his mother, to do whatever the fuck people did when they found out they were having sex with their sister.
Ivy slammed the palm of her hand against the hood of her car and leaned forward to bury her face into her hands, cursing her family and its problems for the billionth time in her life.
Is this the way the world ends?
Because, to Ivy and Charles, it felt like their worlds had shattered.
This is weird. Incest? No. No thank you. At all. But... I was rooting for Charles and Ivy. I really was trying to justify it, because they make you root for it. For that one ray of sunshine in that dark world. And then the big reveal of the secret? My reaction was, literally, like "F**K!" Poor Charles. That poor man. And poor Ivy, too, but Charles had his mother verbally abusing him every chance she could.
And this was difficult to write and that's all. :P I do not own August: Osage County; all rights to their respective owners.
