The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Bethany]

Bethany rises late; sore, head aching and languid. She barely makes it in time to seat herself at breakfast and it takes her almost five minutes to notice that there are far too many empty seats. Specifically, Carol's seat is empty, which makes it one more empty seat than should be there. Beth finishes her meal as rapidly as she can, then bolts despite Leandra's vague and lack-luster admonishments. She rushes right to Carol's room. Not bothering to knock, she uses the key she most certainly doesn't have to enter and head for the bedroom proper.

[Carver Amell]

Carol's missing from bed by the time she enters; the bed is made, untouched. As she tears through it in a blind panic, checking the closet, praying not to find her sister's corpse, she hears a small sound -- a splash.

Carol is huddled in the bath, shivering, the water cold and slightly pink-tinged. Only her nose and eyes are above the waterline as she shivers, hugging her knees, staring across the room at nothing. 

Why? Why didn't I stop him? Why did I keep saying yes, letting him touch me like that? Why did I want him to touch me like that? Why... What is wrong with me? I thought... I thought for sure I'd have years before I had to deal with...

[Bethany]

There's no thought, no hesitation, just instant reaction. Beth is half in the tub and reaching for her twin. Nononononono. "All the world in my hands, but none as dear as you," she sings rapidly, sapphire ripples in the air between them. Nononononono. "Car, Car, please-" Nononononononono.

[Carver Amell]

Carol lifts her head -- just a little, just a fraction of an inch. She feels the wounds inside her close, and her eyes drift closed with them. Beth. 

She lets out a small whimper, her head drooping once more. Beth. Beth's here. She'll fix it. She'll fix everything.

[Bethany]

Water splashes and slops over the side of the tub as Beth scrabbles around. Nonononononono. "Ma'win, please." Her fingers don't seem to want to work properly, but she finally manages to pull Carol's arms out of the water so she can look at her wrists, needing to see if there are patches of congealed blood or... Nonononononono- "Don't do this to me. Please."

[Carver Amell]

Oddly enough, her wrists are... fine? There's not even a strip of new skin like they've just been healed -- they're the same as always, no marks or anything. Whole, intact, unbroken.

Carol doesn't argue, doesn't protest, just lets Beth lift her arms out of the tepid bathwater, shivering.

[Bethany]

"Damnit Car, say something!" As she snarls this, she reaches for the plug to start draining the tub so she can fucking see.

[Carver Amell]

"Sorry," she whispers, a moment later, voice weak, cracking.

As the water drains, it's easy to see what happened: the new skin, dried blood is on Carol's left breast, in neat, small lines. One crosses the nipple; the others are nearby, on the sides and underside, where you won't be able to see in any dress unless it's downright indecent.

[Bethany]

Beth makes a strangled noise, a low thrum and growl in one. The water on the tub freezes, though Beth and her twin are fine. "How did- did he- or was-"

[Carver Amell]

Carol lets out another whimper, eyes sliding to the little knife frozen to the bottom of the tub.

[Bethany]

Nonononono. Hands shaking, Beth struggles to control her breathing well enough to speak. "Car... I need.. I need you to talk to me. P-Please. What... why did you... why... this?"

[Carver Amell]

There's a long moment, then another. "Sorry," she says finally, at a loss to explain... Anything, really. How Jadan touching her made her feel. How looking at herself naked made her feel. How the engagement made her feel -- that one she has a word for, hopeless, but she can't explain why. She likes Jadan. Loves him, even. So why...?

[Bethany]

This is more- this is different- than- than before. This is... "Why there? Car, why... Why that spot? What... What made you... Want that part of you gone?" I'm going to kill him. And mother. I'll write Marian. She said she doesn't want to come home but- but she has to. If Car is alone, she- she has to.

[Carver Amell]

"I... I just.." she stammers, swallowing hard. "I didn't... I just... I don't know."

[Bethany]

"That's not- you have to know something! What were you thinking or- or feeling? What happened right before you did this?"