Poor Cay

Covet: Cadence was laying in bed, basically moping and just sleeping. She had the curtains pulled over the windows, making the room look like a cave all day. The only light coming from when she occasionally checked her phone or if she had netflix running while she was sleeping. She hadn't said much during the day, simple answers. She was kind of clingy if Remy was around though.
Tsaaq: Remy was in the music room reading over the damn contract thing. He needed an opportunity to read it and he took it once she seemingly fell asleep. He sputtered his lips as he flipped through the pages. Remy put the contract on his coffee table and went to go back to the bedroom. "So..." He trailed off. "Do you want to talk about it now?"
Covet: Cadence looked up as he came into the room, and gave a shrug. " I guess. Not really much to talk about. Unless you want me to tell you about how much of a failure I am." She said bitterly and tried to sink further into the bed. She closed her laptop which stoped the noise and light coming from it.
Tsaaq: He sighed and went to sit on the edge of the bed. He leaned his elbows on his knees and looked over at her. "Okay... Why are you a failure?" He asked quietly.
Covet: "Do I really need to list the reasons?" She said, looking over at him. She rolled towards him, wanting to be close. "I dropped my major, I fucked up cheer, I temporarily messed up your life, I fucked up my friend's life,  and I'm still on the fence if I've helped or hindered Hayley. And to top it all off, nobody wants me around, including my own brother. I'm pretty sure all of that would be under the definition of failure."
Tsaaq: He furrowed his eyebrows and turned his body to look back at her. "Why are you stuck on the past? I'm okay now, aren't I?" Remy asked before listening further. "Listen Cay, you're talking about stuff that can be fixed. Maybe that major wasn't right for you? You didn't fuck up Steph or Hayley. They're both mentally ill. My mom was depressed for most of the time I was alive. It took her twenty some odd years to get better. You can't really blame people for that stuff let alone yourself. You're being so hard on yourself..."
Covet: "I am, because, I shouldn't be involved with people. All I do is mess them up. You're right you are better now... But.. I'm not. I'm stil the same fuck up I've always been. So it's only a matter of time before I some how fuck everything up for you again."  Cadence said softer, "I'm just some psycho trustfund bitch who's a liability."
Tsaaq: "No." Remy said sternly. "If I really thought that I wouldn't have proposed to your or anything." He said while shaking his head. "Cadence where is all this coming from? You were okay the other night. I'm so confused." He asked.
Covet: "It's been there...even the other night." She told him, "It's just something I was trying to ignore. Pretend it was all just in my head. Because everything is just in my head. It just really sank in after me and Steph got into it yesterday when I went to go game with Bryan while you were at work."  Cadence tried to curl tighter into a fetal position  where she was at, "and she was right about so much of it. Then I was talking to Bryan and he was talking about getting out of here and being done with Portland. It got me thinking about how much I still have to do before I can do that, but if I'm not good enough at anything to warant some sort of degree, so why am I even bothering to go to school?"
Tsaaq: He stared at her in silence before turning his head and lowering it. "Oh." He whispered. "So what if you're not good at anything? Trump is president. He doesn't fit the bill at all." Remy told her. "Just finish and get your credentials." He said. "Get a job. Or not. I don't know. Who cares about what Steph says? I mean, she's probably just saying shit to hurt your feelings."
Covet: "The difference between me and Trump, is that he's apparently got enough people who like him to put him in that spot." She said to him rolling her eyes, " So what if she's saying it to hurt my feelings, it doesn't change the fact that it's true. With my track record there's more of a chance that I'd fail at finishing the rest of my classes." She said turning over, pulling the blanket with her. "It's fine. I'll just be a housewife. I don't need school to do laundry and vacuum."
Tsaaq: Remy frowned as he went to crawl into the bed with her. "How is what she saying even true?" He asked her softly. "Listen, I'm not saying be a house wife. Only be that if you want to babe. I just want you to be happy."
Covet: "She just called me out on some of the shit with cheerleading and our friendship. I said equally honest stuff back to her though." Cadence said as she felt Remy Climb into bed with her, "I don't know if I know how to be happy without being fake or it being chemically induced right now."  She said feeling tears again, trying to be quiet so they weren't heard.
Covet: [I thought I had hit enter on that, My bad!]
Tsaaq: ((Smfh.))
Tsaaq: He wrapped his arms around her and began to pat her head. "Listen. Fuck cheerleading. You're not gonne be head cheerleader forever. So why are you letting that shit affect you so much?" He asked her. "You might feel like this right now but if history proves correct? Things are gonna get better." Remy told her. "So just look forward to tomorrow because at least there's a chance that tomorrow will be better."
Covet: "I don't want to be head cheerleader. I just want to be done with this shit...Like I told Bryan.. Someone give me a fastforward button so I can get to the good chapter... or at least find out if there is one." She said biting her lip as she turned into the pillow crying, pulling his arms around her tightly. "I'm sorry, for being like this right now... I know it's not easy dealing with me."
Tsaaq: "Eh." He shrugged. "You gotta take the bad with the good." Remy said. He shook his head and put his hand over her mouth. "Shut up. If I didn't want to deal with it I wouldn't. So there's never a reason to apologize." He said, going back to patting her.
Covet: "I hate the bad. I hate it so much." Cadence said before he'd covered her mouth. She took a deep breath and shuddered and sniffled as he spoke to her then nodded her head, " Okay... Thank you." She told him and laid there just holding him closely as she tried to get herself to stop crying.