Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Carver Amell]

"It was all  a lie, Beth, all of it, from -- since Golden Shores, everything, everything was a lie!"

[Bethany]

Bethany's heart tightens a little. "Carver, you're scaring me... please talk to me, ma'win?"

[Carver Amell]

"Everything," he hisses again. "I'm done. I can't! I can't deal one more fucking minute with fucking Varric and his fucking-- fuck!" He kicks the empty jug, then, sending it flying toward a wall -- and when it rebounds in her general direction, he makes no move to protect her.

[Bethany]

She doesn't need it- a bounced jug isn't that hard to dodge. But she does make note of it. "Carver, stop dancing around what's wrong and just say it already," Bethany snaps, fear shifting back to anger.

[Carver Amell]

"Ask your fucking father," he snarls. "I'm done."

[Bethany]

"Good for you, because I'm not. Spit it out Carver or so help me, I will knock your drunk ass out have have Miki and Hunter drag you home," Bethany growls right back.

[Carver Amell]

"Do it and I'll never speak to you again," he growls. 

[Bethany]

"As opposed to you running off alone and never seeing me again?" Bethany counters sweetly.

[Carver Amell]

"I'll never write," he snarls. "Don't fucking test me, woman!"

[Bethany]

Bethany stares at him for a good, long moment. "So that's it?" she asks softly, still royally pissed but her hurt is catching up rapidly. "Everything we've gone through, even loss and struggle... every fight we've worked past, every problem or struggle overcome together... For something you won't even fucking tell me?"

[Carver Amell]

"It was all a lie! It was--"

Tears prick at his eyes, and he turns away. "Marian is alive."

[Bethany]

Bethany stares a long moment. "What?" she asks blankly, trying to fit that sentence into reality. Into the context of... well, anything but mostly this fight.

[Carver Amell]

"She didn't die. She abandoned us! She put us through all that pain, all that-- everything! No. I'm done with fucking families."

[Bethany]

"That- that doesn't make any sense. We- we heard-" Bethany cuts off to swallow, to focus past the echo. "No, that- I can't accept that. How- where is this- this coming from.

[Carver Amell]

"Believe what you want," he says, his tone more bitter than angry. "I'm leaving."