Thread: The Witch and the Alchemist (closed)

Landon left Abigail and stormed to his house, slamming the door shut behind him when he got there. He paced in the room for a while, thinking angrily over things. He didn't bully people! And he did NOT throw temper tantrums! How dare she say something like that? He was a professional doctor for crying out loud! Not a baby! The fact was, he knew what he was doing and she should stop trying to be his mother because...well...because he didn't NEED one, that's why! He was a grown man and intelligent. He didn't need to be reprimanded or corrected constantly. Why was Abby being this way? Sure, she had this effect on him always, but why did she feel the need to get on his case about everything he did with this girl? What was her problem? As he thought though, his pacing slowed and his thoughts wandered back to Dorelia. He did feel kind of bad for always snapping at her, especially after all that she'd been through. He tried to reason it out as that she was important to keeping the sanity of the town, but that really didn't fly too well, especially now that the trial was done and passed. There was always the risk that things might go wrong and Father Justin might find something else about her to preach as 'evil', but the people were a lot less likely to listen now unless it was something REALLY big and right in front of their faces. So why did he get so mad at her? Why did she get under his skin? His introspection eventually led him to images of her popping up in his head--her smile, that fire-like intensity in her eyes when she got mad, the way she spoke so grandly and intelligently at the trial...her naked body... He blushed, standing still in the middle of the room and toed the ground with his shoe. Even though he was a doctor, didn't mean he was completely blind. But he'd never thought about anyone else who was his patient, like this before. The truth was, he actually really liked her. At first he'd been able to shrug it off as a brothersister thing, but now he knew, he'd been attracted to her from the very beginning. And suddenly, he knew why he was so mad at her all the time, especially when Abigail argued with him in front of the girl and made him look bad--he was trying to impress her and felt like he was failing miserably. He thought if he looked important and intelligent all the time, she would possibly like him more. Then that got him to wondering about other women he'd tried being with. In all ten years since he'd come to Altara, he'd only had a relationship with 2 women and both had not worked out. There was always something missing after the initial attraction and he'd just pushed everyone else away, not willing to let his heart be open. Love was such an uncontrollable emotion and it was probably the one thing that Lan feared besides the power of Death. And because of this he would probably always be neglectful emotionally a stubborn jerk. It was better if he just didn't let anyone get too close, because then he wouldn't be hurting anyone and he wouldn't be so scared all the time of feeling something. If there was no one there to share it with, then the feelings just didn't happen, right? Right? But so, he was attracted to her. Great. And he couldn't let her know. super. But he now knew what his problem was so he had to stop being mean and angry to her but he couldn't be too nice or risk them getting close... Fantastic... In light of this new information, he blushed when he thought, it would probably not be a good idea to put himself in situations where he'd see her naked again, if he could help it. In regards to what he now knew, it would most definitely be inappropriate. He sighed heavily and massaged his neck with one hand, then looked around the room. What the--? Why was he here? There was nothing here for him except sleep, and fat chance he was going to do that right now. So Lan let out a small growl and turned towards the door, leaving his house once again. Thinking about heading to his lab, made him want to put his hands in his pockets and he realized...he'd forgotten his jacket...AGAIN. ------------ Abigail smiled as the two women left the room and turned to Dorelia with a small sigh and a smile. Being with the girl and looking after her was very calming and made her feel fulfilled to have someone to love. In answer to the girl's question, she took a deep breath. Well, she began biting her lips. You know men are foolish right? I mean you're old enough to have seen...? Well, young men are especially foolish and hard headed...and stubborn and conceited and they have absolutely no brains at all! She paused and took another deep breath, smiling and trying to calm herself. It is up to us women to make them see sense. But sometimes you don't do it by forcing them. Sometimes a more humble approach is needed... She sighed again and gave Dorelia a sympathetic look. He knows you trust him and all of that and he knows what he said was wrong--I could see it. He just needs his wounded pride to be assuaged. I know you didn't do anything wrong and you had every right to slap him and tell him what was what, but he won't admit it so long as his defenses are up. If you apologized , Abigail rolled her eyes in emphasis, showing how foolish she knew it was why couldn't men just be reasonable? I'm sure he will too. When we parted ways, she said, smoothing out her skirts with her hands. He was headed towards home, but I don't think he'll stay there. You'll most likely find him in his lab, down the hall. Goodness! These young people and all their drama were going to make her have a stroke!