When you're too headstrong to accept help even when you know you need it (aka I'm in this scene and I don't like it).
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Caleb: That was very reckless of you, Helena.
Helena: You fucking creep! Have you been watching me? You could have intervened at any point and spared me the disappointed dad routine.
Caleb: I don’t make it a point to stick my nose into other people’s business.
Helena: Except when you’re at your fucking sister’s beck and call.
Caleb: [barely perceptible eye twitch] Think about it. A few more minutes and you could have done to that girl what she did to you. I only got involved for your sake.
Helena: You really believe you’re my knight in shining armor, don’t you? Took you long enough to show up.
Caleb: I’m sorry about that. I didn’t want you to put you in harm’s way.
Helena: [laughs in disbelief] I’m not scared of her. Look at me! My life as I knew it is already over! What damage is left for her to do?
Caleb: You don’t know her like I do. There are ways for vampires to die, and they aren’t all literal. She’ll wear you down into dust. She’s like a child with a shiny new toy. At first, she’ll smother you with affection. But then, once she’s squeezed all the fun that’s to be had from you, she’ll grind you beneath her heel without a thought.
Helena: How evocative! Though it does leave one wondering why the fuck you’re still hanging around.
Caleb: She’s not just my sister, Helena. She’s my maker. We’re doubly tied by blood.
Helena: [scoffs incredulously] God, but she’s got you whipped! I wish I’d never met either of you. You’re the dictionary definition of toxic codependency!
Caleb: I’m taking a risk by being here. But I want to help you.
Helena: Well, I never asked you to. I’ve learned a thing or two about fending for myself from that dusty old book, and those disgusting little juice bags you sent me are worthless. So thanks but no thanks. [voice wavering slightly] I’m good on my own.
Caleb: Helena, I can show you better-
Helena: I mean it. Leave me the hell alone!
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