Beatle sighs while drinking some milk in his flask while watching the snow outside.
"Hey," said Sabbath.
"Uh... hey..." said Beatle.
Sabbath sighs and takes a smoke, whiffing some of the nicotine. "Why'd you end things with me... Like... back then? When... we were..."
"Sabbath. Leave."
"I just wanted to-..."
Beatle slaps his face with his palms over and over again. "LEAVE!!!"
"No," said Sabbath.
Beatle's eyes widen and shivers, holding himself from doing a tantrum. "Sabbath, PLEASE!!!"
"NO!!!" yelled Sabbath. "I deserve an answer! Why did you end our decent friendship!?!? I'M NOT OBLIGED FOR YOUR HAPPINESS!!! You think just becuse I didn't love you back MEANT THAT YOU HAD THE RIGHT TO FIND REASONS TO HURT ME!!!"
"No!"
"THEN WHY!?!?"
"BECAUSE I WAS HURTING!!! Okay!?!?" asked Beatle, drinking some milk. "I got hurt... It was toxic that I liked you and you didn't like me. And you told everyone what I did... They took it as I wanted to hurt you for not loving me. They ostracized me for it. I just wanted to end things because I didn't wanna love you anymore... Hope anymore... And they ostracized me because you wanted to wail and cry about it like a child. That you lost me. Fuck..." said Beatle.
"I'm sorry... for furthering your ostracization."
"I don't forgive you."
"But you're the Messiah."
"I'm not my predecessor. Go burn in Hell."
"After everything... I've served you... I've kept you safe... Protected you... Kept you safe..."
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"You were treating me like a child. The fact you're in this team right now is a sad attempt to prove... What? WHAT!?!? You don't love me... You just wanna prove something... SOMETHING!!! I don't know what it is..."
"Maybe I did. Maybe I just... grew attached... or... something..."
"Every time we speak about this, we fight... Please, Black... Just... leave... Go back to the bus... Or leave this team... for all I care."
"No!"
"Why?"
"BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU!!!"
"You're not supposed to. I'm your boss. You're my adviser. That's... IT... Nothing more, nothing less..."
"Y'know what this is? This is HELL!!! You just entrapped me into-...!"
"Never... use that word again... I never entrapped you. I loved you. But THAT'S IT... Aurora was actually WILLING TO-!!!"
"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HER TO ME!!!"
"Why!? WHY DO YOU CARE!?!? Fuck... I just... wanna die... GOD!!!"
"I don't... know either..."
"AND THERE IT IS!!! You know nothing, LADY!!! What hurts is that this deal of you becoming my guardian FUCKING angel SUCKS!!! Because you're here by my side forever!!!"
"Don't you want that!?"
"NO!!! I don't WANT you!!! I want happiness... I deserve, HAPPINESS!!! I deserve-..."
"Please don't mention her."
"Fine... Y'know what I already wanted to say... What hurts is that you ostracized me... even if you didn't intend to... And did what everyone else did to me since I was a kid... You just added salt to that bleeding wound..."
"Which is...?"
"Societal, egoistical, romantical, and familial REJECTION!!! Now, leave me be. Please..."
Black Sabbath tears up. "I'm sorry..."
"Excuse you!?!?"
"I'm sorry... for... everything..."
Beatle stares at her, seeing her eyes ring with truth. "Go."
"I had a child with you..."
"We never even intercoursed. You said I needed an heir with you. Snapped my fingers. Boom. Gabrielle. Now, stop it..."
"I did... so much for you..."
"Why...? How miserable do I have to be before you're happy?"
"I NEED TO PROVE THAT I CARE, OKAY!?!? HAPPY!?!? That I'm guilty! That I GOT HURT, TOO!!! I'm a person, too, Beatle!!! WHY DO YOU HATE ME!?!?"
Beatle sighs. He tilts his head to the right and bowed to avoid eye contact. "I know. You don't have to blame yourself for what happened... well... to the world. It was bound to happen. If it wasn't Aurora and I, it would've been someone else. Our war, born from personal heartbreak and regret, profoundly underscores everything that happened to this world. The Ice Age. The death... The plagues... The famines... So much... death... And I stand here... still alive with you... I don't hate you, Black. I'm afraid of you."
"I'm sorry..."
"But that isn't entirely a bad thing, Black. I'm afraid that you'll betray me..."
"Then why ask me to leave?"
"Because I fear that if you stick around... One day you'd just... snap... like you did before. In a way, we're holding each other hostage. It's like a marriage... One built with the foundations of mutual respect and boundaries... Not love or hate. So, when I say leave..."
"I leave. I understand, my Lord," said Sabbath, walking away.
Beatle smiles, tearing up. "Thank you," he whispered under his breath.