Too much Evangelion. That's how this came about. And I'm kind of unsure
about whether or not to post it here. Lest you all shun my other fictions
for this ones insanity. And if you're going to review any of my things
please, be detailed. If you don't like it, say what you don't like and vice
versa. Don't just say things like 'Bad, bah, stupid... not good.' Yeah, I
mean you Bockaw!...
On with it now!
The case of Lucas Randall - Do you love me?
Lucas sat on a chair in a darkened room. Josie towered over him, her face blank. Devoid of emotion. He looked back at her, an unsure expression on his face.
"Be nice to me," he said looking her directly in the eye.
Nothing. She continued to stare down at him.
"What are you doing?"
Again nothing.
"Answer me!" He screamed at her.
Do you love me?
"What?"
Do you love me?
"Of course I do," he replied, avoiding her face.
Do you love me?
"Yes! Yes! I already told you!"
But I do not love you.
"It doesn't matter!"
The love you feel, is it real?
"Of course it's real," he insisted. "You kissed me, remember, we felt something."
Is this just a way to escape from the harshness of reality? A way to cope with the emptiness you fell?
Lucas buried his face his hands. He shook his head around he didn't want to hear this. Least of all from Josie. Josie walked away from him.
"Wait! Don't leave me!" He called out after her. "I... need you."
"What happened to the love, Lucas?" Marshall asked from behind him.
"You say you love her, but now you need her?" Vaughn asked.
Why do you love me?
"Because I..."
You feel needed? You are human. It is your one environ to feel needed. The one thing all man craves.
"You fear being left alone?" Corrine asked.
It was what we all fear.
"Stop this! I..."
You cannot finish what you begin. You are nothing.
"I am! I am nothing! I want to be loved! I want to feel! All my life I haven't!" Lucas screamed. "You made me feel. The warmth in my heart."
And so, you loved me? Like a child?
"No! No! No! That's not it! Why can't someone help me? Somebody help me!"
No.
Lucas gasped and looked up, to find himself standing in the school grounds. Josie2, Josie and Mirror-Josie all away from him down the path. Looking at him.
"Josie, wait, don't go!" He called to her.
We have done this before.
"Help me," he pleaded.
Anxiety. Pain. Fear. What do you fear?
"I don't... I fear..." Lucas looked down at the ground. "Why are you doing this to me?"
What do you fear?
"What does it matter?"
What do you fear?
"I fear... being... loved..."
You want to love but you fear being loved?
"All my life I've been hurt, I've been bullied I've never been truly happy. I did what I could to make me happy. I tried to live happily. Even when I wasn't happy. I was to scared to do anything about it."
"You built you life on false hopes and truths?" Vaughn again.
"You made me! You told me Josie loved me! You lied to me!" Lucas boomed at Vaughn. "She just loved you."
"Yes, but that fact made you happy."
"It was a false hope. I just felt what you felt. Nothing more," Lucas said.
"But you felt something. You still felt love," Vaughn replied.
And you were still hurt by love?
"Yes, I was."
The love you were hurt by was not real love.
"No it wasn't," Lucas concurred.
Do you fear all love?
"I can't. That would shut me off. Make me less than human."
Can you love?
"Of course! Everyone can!" Lucas looked to the sky. "I do love; it's real."
She does not love you.
"Not Josie, someone else," he replied. "Someone close to me."
Do you fear them saying no? Do you fear they would hate you?
"No, you fear being hated, so you try and make people love you," Marshall told Lucas.
Isn't that what you do, though, Marshall?
On with it now!
The case of Lucas Randall - Do you love me?
Lucas sat on a chair in a darkened room. Josie towered over him, her face blank. Devoid of emotion. He looked back at her, an unsure expression on his face.
"Be nice to me," he said looking her directly in the eye.
Nothing. She continued to stare down at him.
"What are you doing?"
Again nothing.
"Answer me!" He screamed at her.
Do you love me?
"What?"
Do you love me?
"Of course I do," he replied, avoiding her face.
Do you love me?
"Yes! Yes! I already told you!"
But I do not love you.
"It doesn't matter!"
The love you feel, is it real?
"Of course it's real," he insisted. "You kissed me, remember, we felt something."
Is this just a way to escape from the harshness of reality? A way to cope with the emptiness you fell?
Lucas buried his face his hands. He shook his head around he didn't want to hear this. Least of all from Josie. Josie walked away from him.
"Wait! Don't leave me!" He called out after her. "I... need you."
"What happened to the love, Lucas?" Marshall asked from behind him.
"You say you love her, but now you need her?" Vaughn asked.
Why do you love me?
"Because I..."
You feel needed? You are human. It is your one environ to feel needed. The one thing all man craves.
"You fear being left alone?" Corrine asked.
It was what we all fear.
"Stop this! I..."
You cannot finish what you begin. You are nothing.
"I am! I am nothing! I want to be loved! I want to feel! All my life I haven't!" Lucas screamed. "You made me feel. The warmth in my heart."
And so, you loved me? Like a child?
"No! No! No! That's not it! Why can't someone help me? Somebody help me!"
No.
Lucas gasped and looked up, to find himself standing in the school grounds. Josie2, Josie and Mirror-Josie all away from him down the path. Looking at him.
"Josie, wait, don't go!" He called to her.
We have done this before.
"Help me," he pleaded.
Anxiety. Pain. Fear. What do you fear?
"I don't... I fear..." Lucas looked down at the ground. "Why are you doing this to me?"
What do you fear?
"What does it matter?"
What do you fear?
"I fear... being... loved..."
You want to love but you fear being loved?
"All my life I've been hurt, I've been bullied I've never been truly happy. I did what I could to make me happy. I tried to live happily. Even when I wasn't happy. I was to scared to do anything about it."
"You built you life on false hopes and truths?" Vaughn again.
"You made me! You told me Josie loved me! You lied to me!" Lucas boomed at Vaughn. "She just loved you."
"Yes, but that fact made you happy."
"It was a false hope. I just felt what you felt. Nothing more," Lucas said.
"But you felt something. You still felt love," Vaughn replied.
And you were still hurt by love?
"Yes, I was."
The love you were hurt by was not real love.
"No it wasn't," Lucas concurred.
Do you fear all love?
"I can't. That would shut me off. Make me less than human."
Can you love?
"Of course! Everyone can!" Lucas looked to the sky. "I do love; it's real."
She does not love you.
"Not Josie, someone else," he replied. "Someone close to me."
Do you fear them saying no? Do you fear they would hate you?
"No, you fear being hated, so you try and make people love you," Marshall told Lucas.
Isn't that what you do, though, Marshall?