Posts tagged feelings
Posts tagged feelings
machakizi said: I think she cut it because of Carver who used nail her braid to bed. And it saddens me to think that way :(
Oh :( I imagine she finally got tired of him always messing with her hair and had a sort of wild “I’ll show him!” moment, and hacked it all off. Maybe she came in to breakfast all triumphant, and her mom’s aghast, Malcolm shakes his head (but winks at her when Leandra’s not looking), and Hawke’s just laughing at Carver, who’s vacillating between irritated and confused. “Aw, Bethy, why’d you go and do that? It looks stupid, dummy.” But Bethany just smiles triumphantly. Later, when they’re doing chores, she catches a glimpse of herself in a barrel of water or something. The sight of her choppy bob in place of the braid normally coiled around her head catches her off-guard, and as she watches the wispy bits of hair flipping in the breeze she can feel tears filling her eyes, and when Carver yells over to her to bring him the water, the pigs aren’t going to get their own drinks, she drops her bucket and runs off, trying not to cry before she gets out of earshot.
Carver finds her down by the crick, in the spot where he and Hawke catch frogs in the evening (Bethany likes to watch the minnows - frog-catching is not one of her interests, to say the least.) He can hear little sniffles, the occasional hiccup. Bethany hunches her shoulders when she hears him lumbering down the hillside towards her. Years later, she would smile at the memory - even at ten, Carver lumbered.
She scowls - “Go away, Carver.” To her chagrin, her voice breaks on his name. But Carver just ignores her, and she pretends not to notice or listen when he starts picking the little blue flowers that grow in abundance down by the water. A few minutes and lots of swearing later, Carver sits down next to Beth in her little patch of grass, and solemnly places the dainty crown of flowers he’s woven onto her head.
"…it’s ok. It does look stupid."
"Nah, it doesn’t, not really." Carver, as usual, isn’t one for elaboration, but he’s also not one for lies, and Bethany smiles. Until Carver reaches over and splashes her with ice cold creek water and she lets out a shriek. Before, of course, responding in kind, leading to an epic splash battle that ends in the twins arriving home past lunchtime, soaked to the bone and laughing till their sides hurt. When Leandra sees Bethany’s still reddened eyes and the remains of her bedraggled flower crown, she doesn’t have the heart to scold them. Instead, that night she shapes Bethany’s hackjob into a fashionable bob (“All the young ladies in Kirkwall wore their hair like this when I was a girl. You’ll look quite the fashion plate, darling.”)
And the next morning, Bethany awoke for the first time in years with hair blessedly un-nailed to the bed. There were, she decided, some merits to having short hair.
That awkward moment when you’ve been crying and feeling as if the world was ending, but then you stop and almost feel normal again - but you’ve already phoned into work to say you’re not coming in.
Drawing out my feels right now. I was always a better cartoonist than artist.