It does though. One word from him and the Sin Guards are there to fucking arrest me. Again. They listen to him, even against you. I dunno what the hell Roman's got on them, but he's got something.
[Dinah sounds so frustrated.]
I know I don't belong to him. I know that. I fucking yelled at him over text. But... I'd rather you hear it from me.
[It's nice that Faith's this upset. Well, no, it's fucking terrible. But nice that she cares this much? Cares enough to get citations. Dinah nods to herself. She's gonna do it. She's gonna broach the subject of murdering Roman.]
[Faith does lose her connection when she gets in the elevator. She doesn't call back, instead, she tucks her phone into her pocket and rushes toward the apartments in the Down toward Dinah's place. She really should insist that Dinah stay with her.
It would at least make Faith feel better having her closer. Finally, she gets there in the shithole Down apartments and she's knocking at her door.] Dinah? It's me.
[Faith isn't entirely sure how she feels. There is a tinge of irritation at Dinah for letting herself listen to a damn thing Roman tried to coax her into, but more she's upset at him than her. ]
Cheat? It's not that. I just... I'm worried about you, okay? [She pulls back to look at Dinah's face searching.] You didn't want him to do what he did. [Faith doesn't see it as much different than a rape, regardless if it was a 'bet'.]
You don't need to apologize to me. I'm not mad because this is some kind of betrayal to me! I'm mad because I wish this fucker would leave you the hell alone.
[Part of her does think that Dinah really needs to learn to stand up for herself. But that doesn't make Roman any less of a piece of shit.]
What do you need from me? And I'm telling you that if I ever see Roman in person, I may not be able to stop myself from breaking every bone in his body...
Don't you get it? Roman is never going to leave me alone. I could be on top of a mountain or at the bottom of the ocean and he'd be there behind me. Until I fucking lock myself back up in his damn cage, he's never gonna go away. Never, Faith. And -
[She hates herself for saying it. She hates him for forcing them into this situation]
Even if we break every damn bone - even if we kill him - he comes back. This damn city loves him. Fucking bastard. But - Faith, and I swear to god that I love you - but if you wanna be with me, you gotta accept he's fucking there too.
[She's yelling though it's out of frustration rather than anger. After a beat, she adds,]
[Faith can feel her own rage building, but she's never going to direct it at Dinah. Never again. She wants to keep what she has with her. It's one of the few things in this fucking place that makes sense.]
Then why'd you even tell me it happened? It's not like I can stop myself from being upset about what he did. [Part of her wonders if Dinah can't stop herself from being around the man, either. Like some awful attraction.] Am I supposed to just not care?
Because I LOVE you. And if you found out and I hadn’t told you? It’s even worse right? Faith, I’m just so sorry. Sorry it’s happened. Just sorry for everything. I’m sorry for telling you. I’m just -
[Dinah shrugs and almost collapses onto her bed. Her voice had been getting dangerously high but as defeat steals into her posture, the rattling objects still.]
I love you so god-damn much, Faith. I don’t wanna hurt you. You’re the best thing in my life. I don’t wanna hurt you.
I love you too, Di... it just... it hurts me when you're hurting.
[She follows Dinah to the bed, sitting beside her.]
I want to help you. Somehow. I just... I don't know how. And it sounds like you're asking me to do nothing at all. To just watch as he continues to do things like this to you over and over again.
What the fuck else can we do? I've tried to fight. I've tried to stay away. They don't work. I don't know what else to do except wait for him. Or go back? He'll back off if I lock the cage again.
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[Dinah sounds so frustrated.]
I know I don't belong to him. I know that. I fucking yelled at him over text. But... I'd rather you hear it from me.
[It's nice that Faith's this upset. Well, no, it's fucking terrible. But nice that she cares this much? Cares enough to get citations. Dinah nods to herself. She's gonna do it. She's gonna broach the subject of murdering Roman.]
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It would at least make Faith feel better having her closer. Finally, she gets there in the shithole Down apartments and she's knocking at her door.] Dinah? It's me.
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I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to like... cheat. I didn't mean for it to happen with Roman. Either of them. I am so sorry.
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Cheat? It's not that. I just... I'm worried about you, okay? [She pulls back to look at Dinah's face searching.] You didn't want him to do what he did. [Faith doesn't see it as much different than a rape, regardless if it was a 'bet'.]
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It was a bet. I mean - no. No, I didn't want it. No, it had got way out of hand. But it was a bet, Faith. A bet I agreed to. [Kind of]
I am so, so sorry. I - FUCK I'm sorry.
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[Part of her does think that Dinah really needs to learn to stand up for herself. But that doesn't make Roman any less of a piece of shit.]
What do you need from me? And I'm telling you that if I ever see Roman in person, I may not be able to stop myself from breaking every bone in his body...
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[She hates herself for saying it. She hates him for forcing them into this situation]
Even if we break every damn bone - even if we kill him - he comes back. This damn city loves him. Fucking bastard. But - Faith, and I swear to god that I love you - but if you wanna be with me, you gotta accept he's fucking there too.
[She's yelling though it's out of frustration rather than anger. After a beat, she adds,]
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
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Then why'd you even tell me it happened? It's not like I can stop myself from being upset about what he did. [Part of her wonders if Dinah can't stop herself from being around the man, either. Like some awful attraction.] Am I supposed to just not care?
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[Dinah shrugs and almost collapses onto her bed. Her voice had been getting dangerously high but as defeat steals into her posture, the rattling objects still.]
I love you so god-damn much, Faith. I don’t wanna hurt you. You’re the best thing in my life. I don’t wanna hurt you.
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[She follows Dinah to the bed, sitting beside her.]
I want to help you. Somehow. I just... I don't know how. And it sounds like you're asking me to do nothing at all. To just watch as he continues to do things like this to you over and over again.
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