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Andy in a wheelchair (permanently or temporarily).
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Andy, however, is grumpy at Ed's steering and, worse, natural control of the situation.
"Feck's sake, mate, can't you be gentler?" he grumbles.
"You could always learn to propel yourself, you know?" suggests Ed, who then bites his tongue at the potential faux pas he fears he might just have made ( ... )
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"You don't want to see ..."
"I do!"
"And I don't want you to see either," concludes Andy.
"It can't be that bad?" Ed, pleading, not an attractive look on him.
"It's ... I'm ..." Andy struggles to find the words.
Ed takes Andy's perfect slender hand in his own meatier one.
"Doesn't matter, mate. You take your time. I'll always be here for you."
He doesn't notice that Andy's shaking his head, and his whole body's shrinking away, back into the protective cocoon of the wheelchair. He doesn't notice that Andy's bottom lip is trembling, and that he's trying to still it by biting it - his usual trick to stop himself from bursting into tears - and that it's not working and that Andy's eyes are wet. Ed's wearing rose-tinted spectacles that have him seeing a world where Andy can come home to Yvette and him and the baby and everything can be worked outHe pushes Andy back to the hospital, feeling like he's ( ... )
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I know you'll be wondering why I'm writing to you rather than dealing with you face-to-face. Truth be told, I don't know that I'd have had the courage to say it to you if you were right there in front of me.
What we had was great, but it can never ever be the same again. Oh, some bits could, but the dynamic's changed and I'd always be reliant on you. And that's not what I want from lovers. But it's what any lover would have to do, so I've committed to celibacy from now on.
Also, I've made another decision. I can't live without a purpose, you both should know that better than anybody. It'll take time, but I imagine you'll hear how I'm doing eventually, when I've got everything together enough to make an impact.
(No, Ed, I'm not going to train to be a priest - not right now, anyway - just in case you're wondering.)
I'll always care about both of you, and wish you and your family all the best. I hope in time you'll come to feel the same for me.
Your Andy.
~~~
"We have to tell him," is Ed's immediate ( ... )
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Hard to miss what you don't know about.
But, yes, I guess it's jumped the shark and is generally crap, so I'll just abandon it here.
Can't drag it out over the next 4-8 years it was intended to go without having to gloss over a lot (although since I've never watched Downton Abbey and don't intend to I'm merely insulted rather than massively insulted).
Well done. You've spoiled what little writing enjoyment I had; what little confidence I had in my own writing ability.
Mod: Please delete the lot, if you would be so kind?
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I loved reading this fic and am so sad you're abandoning it. I wasn't critising you at all. I feel so bad that you thought I was.
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