My Truth
Disclaimer: This takes place in the 'Shrink Wrap' episode from season 1 after Rita tells Dexter nothing he could do would ever scare her away.
As Dexter turned his attention away from Rita and stared at the wall while feeling her hand on his skin, he thought over things from his past. Namely after he slept with a woman and how things would derail from there because they realized how empty he was. "Emptiness…" Murmured the man before he could so much as stop himself.
Not realizing he'd just gained Rita's full attention once more. "What do you mean by that?"
He sighed before speaking, not even looking at her. "Its just… Everytime I've been with a woman like… Like we were last night. They would end up leaving me because they realized how… Empty I am." He told her.
"All my life I've been a shadow, a pretender. Something less than Human and I've never known why." Continued Dexter softly.
His voice, at least to him, as hollow as his insides while Rita looked at him with her heart beginning to break for this man. This man she was slowly falling for and having a few things connect in her mind for how he sometimes tended to be. But never did she think it was this horrible for him. "I… I don't have feelings or emotions. My dad, Harry… He, he taught me to be a certain way so I could fake being around everyone else. Because of whatever happened to me that brought me into the Morgan family as a child. He thought something… Dark, got in me and there was nothing that could be done about it."
Tears welled up in Rita's eyes as he spoke, the bitterness and anger in his voice all too easy to hear for her. Her eyes widened when he turned to face her and she saw that Dexter himself was crying. "And that's why I really pretty much ran away from you when you wanted more from me. Because I… I didn't want to lose you." Dexter declared with raw honesty and found himself being hugged by Rita as she sniffled.
"You're more Human than you realize, Dexter Morgan." Murmured Rita softly as she looked him in the eyes.
"I can hear the bitterness, the anger, and sadness in your voice. There are tears coming down your face right now and how your father handled things with you was wrong, Dexter. He should have tried to do more for you and it breaks my heart that he didn't."
Dexter slowly brought his fingers to his face and felt something stir in him when he realized that he really and truly was crying like she told him. "Huh…"
Rita wasn't the kind of woman who wished harm on anyone, a peaceful yet troubled woman more than anything else. But right now, part of her was glad Harry Morgan is dead as otherwise… She'd punch the man as hard as she could for what he put Dexter through as a child. Neither would go into work that day and instead, spend their time in her bed as she held him. Reassuring him that he truly is Human and promising that she would keep reminding him of that until he finally believed it for himself.
Author's Notes: Hope folks enjoyed!