The Docks [OPEN, tw: marriage break up, drunken behaviour, violent tempers]

[willcabot]

Sitting at the end of the dock, Will's legs draped into the cold water as he finished the last mouthful of the bottle. Turning the bottle in his hand, the amber glow made him for one awful moment think of Corry's hair in the fading sunlight- throwing the bottle impulsively at the wall, he let it smash satisfyingly before pulling another bottle towards him.

He couldn't feel his toes any more, he couldn't remember how long he'd been sat here for like this. He hadn't been home yet, hadn't been to the boat just in case she was there. Everywhere he looked it reminded him of her, of the life that they'd promised each other and the life that was now in ruins. Because she loved him. Ha!

Glancing at the ring on his finger, he pressed his forehead to the rim of his drink and took a gulping breath in. Her smile as she said I do. Pulling the ring off he stumbled up and backwards before throwing it into the deep waters of the cove. Turning his back on the water, he took another few mouthfuls and heading towards the shore.

"Shit," Will swore, dropping the bottle to the floor before he turned and ran towards the end of the dock. Tearing off his shirt, he jumped into the water and dived into the deep, ice cold waters. Shifting, he swam deeper and deeper until he found the band of metal down in the dark bottom. Clutching it in his hand, he swam back to the surface before pulling himself onto the docks. Collapsing on the wooden planks, he stretched out his hand and ignored the feet of someone else standing there. "Pass me a drink, will you?"

His hand curled round his wedding ring, letting the metal bite into his palm as he stared up at empty grey skies.

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[edcabot]

Normally Ed would have kept pushing with the relationship between himself and Abigail. Not that there was much of a relationship. Mostly it was friends with benefits. Never mind how recently they had become friends. This time though, he hadn't see his brother this hurt since Henry. He wasn't going to tease him right now.

"Would you really have rather had that than the short time you had with her?" he asked instead. "I ask this as someone who has never been in love, not someone trying to be all zen or something. Would you trade the happy bit away because of this?"

[willcabot]

"I don't know. Maybe... No. I love her, I thought she loved me. Her not... doesn't change how I feel." Will said, rubbing his face. It was such a mess. What she'd done, how she'd left it. How she thought buying him a present might make it all better. He didn't know why she'd done it, why she'd made it seem like she loved him back too. Why she kept saying it even as she was telling him she was leaving. She loved him, that's what she had said. "I wouldn't trade a second. I just wish she hadn't... lied."

[edcabot]

Ed nodded, glad that his brother felt that way. At least it meant that the past hadn't been a complete waste, just that the present and future were painful. Once again he wished that there was some magic thing he could do or say that would make Will feel better. There was maybe a spell or something that could help but playing with magic like that was just dumb. The chances were always high that you were going to mess things up even more.

"I'm sorry that she lied. That's- that's pretty messed up that she would do that to you."