Catching Insanity 8/?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Cute Boy God/Joan (the blasphemy!) With small hints of Joan/Adam, and Adam/Iris
Summary: God asks Joan to lie to Adam for his own good. Will she? And if she does can she live with the confusion that follows?
Authors Note: This fic is going to be about Joan's evolving feelings for God and the ensuing insanity this causes our poor heroine. If this squicks anyone read no further. Thank you kindly.
Warning: Physical abuse and alcoholism mentioned.
Unexpected Decisions
Joan walked towards the park slowly, not entirely sure what she would do once she got there. She was terribly confused and her feelings seemed to be all over the map, in one moment she was jealous of Iris, the next she was angry at God, the next uncomfortable, the next guilty. She honestly didn't know how to deal with it all, especially when it came towards her mixed up thoughts about God. Hopefully their talk would help her settle a bit, so she could concentrate on Iris' problems like she wanted to without feeling like a witch for being angry at most of her friends at the same time. As she walked over the hill, the playground came into view and she let out a sigh of relief when she noticed the little girl with the chunky thick glasses waiting for her.
Joan smiled at her for the first time in what felt like forever and actually meant it as she drew closer to Her. Joan sat on the swing next to the little girl and they began swinging without speaking a word in greeting. For those few minutes Joan felt at peace with herself and relaxed, not realizing the amount of tension that had tightened her shoulders. With her feet pumping, Joan flew through the air with God at her side, almost exhilarated at such a simple thing. As if by silent communication, but was more likely God's divine intervention, they placed both feet on the ground at the same time and stopped swinging. Joan turned hesitantly toward the little girl, not wanting to disturb her newly gained positive outlook.
"Hello Joan."
"Hi."
"So you have been a bit upset with me recently, huh?" She asked quietly, sounding surprisingly normal considering her little mouth had also spouted philosophically as well.
"Um… yeah, I guess." Joan answered in a small voice not sure how to explain herself better.
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"It's a simple question Joan. Why are you upset with me?"
"Well, Adam… er, I understand, really I do, but I just… I don't know." Joan answered ramblingly.
"So you're mad at me because I took your chance with Adam away, is that it?"
"When you say it I sound stupid." Joan commented sullenly, not wanting to analyze her own motivations too much.
"Not stupid Joan, merely confused." The girl answered quietly, pushing her glasses up further on her nose. "Do I confuse you?"
"Well obviously, you're God." She answered sarcastically, trying to sidestep the real meaning behind the question. "You already know why I'm confused, so why the inquisition?"
"Because I know why you're confused. You still presumably don't."
"Well I do have a lot of things to think through. Like the Iris thing, or Adam, hey and you too. Why ever would I be confused and upset, let alone angry?"
"Joan." She chastised gently.
"Sorry. I'm just a little on edge right now." Joan told God apologetically.
"I know. That's why I am going to help you clear things up a bit."
"Really?" Joan perked up slightly.
"Yes really. I think you should concentrate on events with Adam and Iris for right now. Once that is worked out to your satisfaction we'll talk more."
"Okay-"
"To that outcome I will disappear for a while."
"What?!?" Joan exclaimed in shock. "You're just going to leave me?"
"I will never leave you Joan. I am always here, but you just wont see me."
"For how long?"
"However long it takes for you to feel better." She answered mysteriously.
"But…" Joan began only not knowing how to go on.
"Don't look like that Joan. When you're less stressed out we will talk. Besides this will give you a chance to think over exactly what is making you so confused about both Adam and Iris, without the added distraction of me."
"You're not a distraction." Joan told her loyally, feeling set adrift. She was forced to qualify her statement when God snorted in utter disbelief. "Well not much, anyway."
"I will see you in a while Joan." She said standing up and moving away leaving Joan to look after her in shock. Just before she left the park Joan called after her rather desperately.
"How long's a little while?"
Little Girl God looked at her face for a long moment before shrugging her shoulders.
"A few weeks, a month. It's entirely up to you."
Without looking back God walked away, giving a final little wave over her shoulder to Joan who was doing her best not to break down in sobs. Joan watched the small girl until she disappeared into the distance, and had to force herself not to physically follow.
"What am I going to do now?" She asked the sky.
There was no answer.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Cute Boy God/Joan (the blasphemy!) With small hints of Joan/Adam, and Adam/Iris
Summary: God asks Joan to lie to Adam for his own good. Will she? And if she does can she live with the confusion that follows?
Authors Note: This fic is going to be about Joan's evolving feelings for God and the ensuing insanity this causes our poor heroine. If this squicks anyone read no further. Thank you kindly.
Warning: Physical abuse and alcoholism mentioned.
Unexpected Decisions
Joan walked towards the park slowly, not entirely sure what she would do once she got there. She was terribly confused and her feelings seemed to be all over the map, in one moment she was jealous of Iris, the next she was angry at God, the next uncomfortable, the next guilty. She honestly didn't know how to deal with it all, especially when it came towards her mixed up thoughts about God. Hopefully their talk would help her settle a bit, so she could concentrate on Iris' problems like she wanted to without feeling like a witch for being angry at most of her friends at the same time. As she walked over the hill, the playground came into view and she let out a sigh of relief when she noticed the little girl with the chunky thick glasses waiting for her.
Joan smiled at her for the first time in what felt like forever and actually meant it as she drew closer to Her. Joan sat on the swing next to the little girl and they began swinging without speaking a word in greeting. For those few minutes Joan felt at peace with herself and relaxed, not realizing the amount of tension that had tightened her shoulders. With her feet pumping, Joan flew through the air with God at her side, almost exhilarated at such a simple thing. As if by silent communication, but was more likely God's divine intervention, they placed both feet on the ground at the same time and stopped swinging. Joan turned hesitantly toward the little girl, not wanting to disturb her newly gained positive outlook.
"Hello Joan."
"Hi."
"So you have been a bit upset with me recently, huh?" She asked quietly, sounding surprisingly normal considering her little mouth had also spouted philosophically as well.
"Um… yeah, I guess." Joan answered in a small voice not sure how to explain herself better.
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"It's a simple question Joan. Why are you upset with me?"
"Well, Adam… er, I understand, really I do, but I just… I don't know." Joan answered ramblingly.
"So you're mad at me because I took your chance with Adam away, is that it?"
"When you say it I sound stupid." Joan commented sullenly, not wanting to analyze her own motivations too much.
"Not stupid Joan, merely confused." The girl answered quietly, pushing her glasses up further on her nose. "Do I confuse you?"
"Well obviously, you're God." She answered sarcastically, trying to sidestep the real meaning behind the question. "You already know why I'm confused, so why the inquisition?"
"Because I know why you're confused. You still presumably don't."
"Well I do have a lot of things to think through. Like the Iris thing, or Adam, hey and you too. Why ever would I be confused and upset, let alone angry?"
"Joan." She chastised gently.
"Sorry. I'm just a little on edge right now." Joan told God apologetically.
"I know. That's why I am going to help you clear things up a bit."
"Really?" Joan perked up slightly.
"Yes really. I think you should concentrate on events with Adam and Iris for right now. Once that is worked out to your satisfaction we'll talk more."
"Okay-"
"To that outcome I will disappear for a while."
"What?!?" Joan exclaimed in shock. "You're just going to leave me?"
"I will never leave you Joan. I am always here, but you just wont see me."
"For how long?"
"However long it takes for you to feel better." She answered mysteriously.
"But…" Joan began only not knowing how to go on.
"Don't look like that Joan. When you're less stressed out we will talk. Besides this will give you a chance to think over exactly what is making you so confused about both Adam and Iris, without the added distraction of me."
"You're not a distraction." Joan told her loyally, feeling set adrift. She was forced to qualify her statement when God snorted in utter disbelief. "Well not much, anyway."
"I will see you in a while Joan." She said standing up and moving away leaving Joan to look after her in shock. Just before she left the park Joan called after her rather desperately.
"How long's a little while?"
Little Girl God looked at her face for a long moment before shrugging her shoulders.
"A few weeks, a month. It's entirely up to you."
Without looking back God walked away, giving a final little wave over her shoulder to Joan who was doing her best not to break down in sobs. Joan watched the small girl until she disappeared into the distance, and had to force herself not to physically follow.
"What am I going to do now?" She asked the sky.
There was no answer.