[Jeremy feels like he understands as well as he can, but he knows that there are parts of it that she cannot express fully, parts of it that he will never be able to handle.
He remembers everything that she has told him about what it’s like to be an angel, how it feels. Jeremy remembers her telling him what it’s like, that it’s like living with a shadow across the pavement. He can see it, see the differences between when the angel is very strong and when it’s more Sarah.
Even before she explained it to him, Jeremy recognized it, recognized when he found her on the street.
He didn’t need to read any textbook to understand how dangerous it could be, how hard it was on her, on her mind and her body.
It was written all over her, and he knew her well enough to tell. Jeremy thinks a part of him knew long before it, but he refused to acknowledge it.]
I don’t know. I’d rather have no dreams at all, but I kind of got used to them? So they bother me when I’m having them, but it… doesn’t really last after that. It’s like having a nightmare about anything. [And there is plenty in his life to have nightmares about. There are endless memories that can and do occur to him while he sleeps, making that sleep restless.] …what?
[Jeremy sees that concerned look, wonders what she’s thinking about. But he is okay at the end of the day. He’s alright. Jeremy died, but he’s alive now and he has purpose here. More than that, none of them are really supposed to be in Chicago, none of the wanderers. In that way, he can’t really feel like… like he doesn’t fit or shouldn’t be here, not any more than anyone else.
Sometimes he wonders why he’s still alive, but it makes it easier not being in Mystic Falls.] Yeah, I remember. Still… I don’t like it when you hurt. Even knowing… it’s something that happens. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
[There is so much that he and his sister have been through. They’ve lost so much. They’ve seen so much, and they have had to deal with things that are so much bigger than them. His sister has especially been through so much, and Jeremy had been angry at her for decisions she’d made for him.
But he no longer feels that anger, surrounded by so much, they make the choices that they can make. They do the best, but they’re bound to make mistakes, and Jeremy understands that now. He’s grown up to the point where he can understand it, and Jeremy can’t blame her for those actions anymore.
He’s forgiven her, and they have a better relationship now where they have trust, where they’re open and communicating with each other.
Jeremy knows he can come to Sarah with anything and everything, and he trusts her completely. He knows if there was anyone that could help him with this, it’d be her, not because of her connection with the dead but because of her, because of who she is.]
Yeah, it’s pretty terrible… and he was different back then so. [so he wasn’t a psychotic asshole. Whoever he was, it’s not something anyone deserves.] Yeah, I don’t… think you can. Even then, I don’t know if it works.
[FWAUGH, Elena. ;_; Jeremy will never forget Damon carrying her dead body either even if he knew that she should come back, that the spell should work. He didn’t know for sure until she took that breath, and the relief could flood through him again.]
They’re a lot cooler. I’d rather learn how to use those anyway.
[Jeremy smiles back at her, looking at her fondly.
He looks over at her when she looks up at the ceiling, and he look at her in turn.] Definitive is… at least you don’t have to… deal with that anymore. [It’s some small silver lining in a whole very dark situation that he hates, that angers him too.
It’s her father, and it means something. He should be on her side. Jeremy’s parents were always on his side even if he lost them far too early.
There’s no judgment when she says that it doesn’t hurt her. Jeremy looks at her with concern, but he doesn’t know if it is a good or a bad thing. He really doesn’t. There are times that he’s felt numb and then he’s felt it all, it’s all piled up and shoved itself into him later.]
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He remembers everything that she has told him about what it’s like to be an angel, how it feels. Jeremy remembers her telling him what it’s like, that it’s like living with a shadow across the pavement. He can see it, see the differences between when the angel is very strong and when it’s more Sarah.
Even before she explained it to him, Jeremy recognized it, recognized when he found her on the street.
He didn’t need to read any textbook to understand how dangerous it could be, how hard it was on her, on her mind and her body.
It was written all over her, and he knew her well enough to tell. Jeremy thinks a part of him knew long before it, but he refused to acknowledge it.]
I don’t know. I’d rather have no dreams at all, but I kind of got used to them? So they bother me when I’m having them, but it… doesn’t really last after that. It’s like having a nightmare about anything. [And there is plenty in his life to have nightmares about. There are endless memories that can and do occur to him while he sleeps, making that sleep restless.] …what?
[Jeremy sees that concerned look, wonders what she’s thinking about. But he is okay at the end of the day. He’s alright. Jeremy died, but he’s alive now and he has purpose here. More than that, none of them are really supposed to be in Chicago, none of the wanderers. In that way, he can’t really feel like… like he doesn’t fit or shouldn’t be here, not any more than anyone else.
Sometimes he wonders why he’s still alive, but it makes it easier not being in Mystic Falls.] Yeah, I remember. Still… I don’t like it when you hurt. Even knowing… it’s something that happens. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
[There is so much that he and his sister have been through. They’ve lost so much. They’ve seen so much, and they have had to deal with things that are so much bigger than them. His sister has especially been through so much, and Jeremy had been angry at her for decisions she’d made for him.
But he no longer feels that anger, surrounded by so much, they make the choices that they can make. They do the best, but they’re bound to make mistakes, and Jeremy understands that now. He’s grown up to the point where he can understand it, and Jeremy can’t blame her for those actions anymore.
He’s forgiven her, and they have a better relationship now where they have trust, where they’re open and communicating with each other.
Jeremy knows he can come to Sarah with anything and everything, and he trusts her completely. He knows if there was anyone that could help him with this, it’d be her, not because of her connection with the dead but because of her, because of who she is.]
Yeah, it’s pretty terrible… and he was different back then so. [so he wasn’t a psychotic asshole. Whoever he was, it’s not something anyone deserves.] Yeah, I don’t… think you can. Even then, I don’t know if it works.
[FWAUGH, Elena. ;_; Jeremy will never forget Damon carrying her dead body either even if he knew that she should come back, that the spell should work. He didn’t know for sure until she took that breath, and the relief could flood through him again.]
They’re a lot cooler. I’d rather learn how to use those anyway.
[Jeremy smiles back at her, looking at her fondly.
He looks over at her when she looks up at the ceiling, and he look at her in turn.] Definitive is… at least you don’t have to… deal with that anymore. [It’s some small silver lining in a whole very dark situation that he hates, that angers him too.
It’s her father, and it means something. He should be on her side. Jeremy’s parents were always on his side even if he lost them far too early.
There’s no judgment when she says that it doesn’t hurt her. Jeremy looks at her with concern, but he doesn’t know if it is a good or a bad thing. He really doesn’t. There are times that he’s felt numb and then he’s felt it all, it’s all piled up and shoved itself into him later.]