"My sister is like that, she's just going to use him and get what he want and then toss him away and, and, shit, I don't know!"
Charlie frowned and softly touched Boone's arm, making him glare at the Brit. Charlie licked his lips, look visible nervous.
"She," He swallowed, "She did that to you, didn't she?"
"What?" Boone stared at him, not sure if feel angry and shout at him - thing that apparently worked a lot because Charlie seemed to hate people fighting - or actually think about it. "What makes you think that?"
Charlie casted his eyes onto the floor, "You have a lot of pain in your voice," he said, "Like when you care a lot about someone, but that person rejects you or makes you hurt one way or another, that is something you cannot easily forget and you carry that feeling in your voice when you talk about your sister... like she hurt you a lot."
"What do you know?!" He said in anger, not really thinking about it and lifted his arms. Charlie raised his arms, protecting his face, making Boone back off, realizing what he was about to do, so he stopped. Charlie remained like that for a moment, before daring to speak again.
"I have a brother," He began "I remembered some more things about him last night. I remember that I care a lot about him, but I also remember that he hurt me a lot too, because at some point in time he abandoned me." Charlie let his arms fall to his sides and looked at Boone with an equal sympathy. "I understand how you feel."
Boone's expression changed, questioning himself of his own emotions, not noticing when Charlie reached for his hand, taking it on his own. Boone stared at his hand and after a moment of hesitation he squeezed it back, giving Charlie a sad smile.
"Thanks..."
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Charlie doesn't remember Locke, but he still felt dejected when he came to ask Boone to go hunt with him but order Charlie to stay. Boone was about to go but changed his mind, saying that he didn't want to leave Charlie on his own, so against his better judgment, Locke allowed Charlie to tag along with them.
Locke later than night pointed out that Boone was spending a lot of time with Charlie and not fussing over Shannon as before.
"I let it go," he said, "Shannon's fine now, and so am I."
"And now you are fussing over Charlie?"
"Not really,"
"Then why you spend so much time with him now?"
Things were more or less fine and Boone realized that he was feeling a lot better spending time with Charlie.
The conclusion was not something he required help to figure out. It was pretty simple.
"Because I like Him."
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Charlie was with them when they found Claire. He seemed concern for the girl in question, but no memory rose from seeing here. Secretly, Boone was thankful for that, for he liked how the things were between him and the Brit now.
It might be selfish, but he couldn't help it.
Claire, like Charlie, was not able to remember anything, but contrary of his friend, Claire was loud and difficult to deal with, they immediately realized she didn't recognized because of that, while with Charlie took a chat from Boone to do it.
Now Boone and Charlie were walking in the jungle, and Boone couldn't help but wonder about Charlie's memory and not Claire's.
"So... She doesn't ring a bell?"
"Not at all, mate." He said "Like I told you, many things here don't, but you helped me a lot, maybe someone could help her too."
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Lost: Boone/Charlie - Amnesia - PG (2/3)
Date: 2010-04-23 10:33 pm (UTC)Charlie frowned and softly touched Boone's arm, making him glare at the Brit. Charlie licked his lips, look visible nervous.
"She," He swallowed, "She did that to you, didn't she?"
"What?" Boone stared at him, not sure if feel angry and shout at him - thing that apparently worked a lot because Charlie seemed to hate people fighting - or actually think about it. "What makes you think that?"
Charlie casted his eyes onto the floor, "You have a lot of pain in your voice," he said, "Like when you care a lot about someone, but that person rejects you or makes you hurt one way or another, that is something you cannot easily forget and you carry that feeling in your voice when you talk about your sister... like she hurt you a lot."
"What do you know?!" He said in anger, not really thinking about it and lifted his arms. Charlie raised his arms, protecting his face, making Boone back off, realizing what he was about to do, so he stopped. Charlie remained like that for a moment, before daring to speak again.
"I have a brother," He began "I remembered some more things about him last night. I remember that I care a lot about him, but I also remember that he hurt me a lot too, because at some point in time he abandoned me." Charlie let his arms fall to his sides and looked at Boone with an equal sympathy. "I understand how you feel."
Boone's expression changed, questioning himself of his own emotions, not noticing when Charlie reached for his hand, taking it on his own. Boone stared at his hand and after a moment of hesitation he squeezed it back, giving Charlie a sad smile.
"Thanks..."
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Charlie doesn't remember Locke, but he still felt dejected when he came to ask Boone to go hunt with him but order Charlie to stay. Boone was about to go but changed his mind, saying that he didn't want to leave Charlie on his own, so against his better judgment, Locke allowed Charlie to tag along with them.
Locke later than night pointed out that Boone was spending a lot of time with Charlie and not fussing over Shannon as before.
"I let it go," he said, "Shannon's fine now, and so am I."
"And now you are fussing over Charlie?"
"Not really,"
"Then why you spend so much time with him now?"
Things were more or less fine and Boone realized that he was feeling a lot better spending time with Charlie.
The conclusion was not something he required help to figure out. It was pretty simple.
"Because I like Him."
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Charlie was with them when they found Claire. He seemed concern for the girl in question, but no memory rose from seeing here. Secretly, Boone was thankful for that, for he liked how the things were between him and the Brit now.
It might be selfish, but he couldn't help it.
Claire, like Charlie, was not able to remember anything, but contrary of his friend, Claire was loud and difficult to deal with, they immediately realized she didn't recognized because of that, while with Charlie took a chat from Boone to do it.
Now Boone and Charlie were walking in the jungle, and Boone couldn't help but wonder about Charlie's memory and not Claire's.
"So... She doesn't ring a bell?"
"Not at all, mate." He said "Like I told you, many things here don't, but you helped me a lot, maybe someone could help her too."
"I don't know about that."