❛ from what i heard, you were drugged or some shit like that. is that true? ❜
he asks with genuine curiosity. without being really involved at the academy,
steven never seems to get the juicy gossip at the right time. it’s not like him
to be concerned, especially over an universally ignored slut. but maybe,
just maybe, he found an ounce of sympathy for her.
‘ and what if it is ?? ‘
a shadow casts across her face, consuming petite
features. she was so SICK of this SHIT. everyone’s
always talking, everyone’s always asking questions,
everyone’s always trying to understand.
there’s nothing to understand.
nothing but the walls, they stare back at you &&. the
people that used to love you now LIKE IT WHEN YOU
BLEED. the oxygen, it’s laced with toxins && it’s slowly
killing everyone yet, you’re the only one who notices.
when the class you used to love, morphs into another
downside on your world of downsides. when you curl
up in your bed, laying awake &&. hoping you’d sleep
&&. never wake up.
‘ you don’t care. nobody does. ‘
his eyes close.
he knows what they’ve been doing to Her ever since the video.
he’s seen the glances, the wandering hands,
the remarks and whispers and the way
She just stands there and does ＮＯＴＨＩＮＧ .they’ve been at him about it, too, some of them.
‘ bet she was good. ’
the assumptions.
‘ so was she a virgin? ’sometimes he wished that was what he’d done to her instead.
it would be easier to explain. and maybe he’d have enjoyed it
maybe it wouldn’t have stayed stuck in his head
like the image of her limp body on the white floor.he can’t tell her the truth; not her, not anyone.
he wasn’t stupid.
and besides, he’d p r o m i s e d .
and what was the happiness of a worthless ＳＬＵＴ
to the praise of mark jefferson ??the more he thinks about it, the more he feels.
he’s angry now and he doesn’t know why.“ ＷＨＡＴ do you want from me ??
i’ve already told you everything!
it’s your fucking FAULT for getting so wasted!
you want help ?? go ask your GOD!
if you suck his DICK he might let you
back into heaven. ”laughter from the people nearby.
they hear his shouts. somebody cheers.
no mercy for blackwell’s WHORE.
her world’s spinning, bile twists &&. turns in her
stomach, she can’t breathe. anxiety riddles her
body, she’s no longer able to catch up with the
tears, they leave tracks down her cheeks, stick
onto her lashes.
she’s never looked more beautiful, the redness
of her nose, eyes——-
CRYBABY CRY.
she felt like collapsing, covering her ears from
the DEMONS disguised as humans. smiling
faces, staring down at her tortured form.
&&. for what seemed like the first time in her
life, kate marsh felt angry.
tongues of flame licked at her throat, daring
to BURN all in her wake.
she yanks the paper out of her pockets, a
yellow bus ticket.
she’s raising her white flag.
oh, but she’s smiling the brightest.
‘ don’t worry, i’ll be out of your hair soon.
this town doesn’t seem to want me any
longer. no one seems to want me any
longer.
there’s no hope for me anywhere, but i
did enjoy my time here, though short.
you’re all lovely people. &&. i am truly
sorry for bothering you.
goodbye. ‘
forever.
( i thought you wanted this. )
( yet, you’re crying like a baby. )
she turns, seemingly content with everything.
yet, she’s really making a beeline for the ROOF.