" you're my friend, of course I care. "
hurt meme.
status: accepting. ↳ @0xa00001.
oh, james. you really shouldn’t see in her in this state, but that’s what friends are for - isn’t it? she’s weak, a momentary lapse in her defensive nature, vulnerability that she hates but at the same time has to allow to happen. she has to allow herself to break so that she can once again be a heartless bitch. she’s just disappointed that he gets to see it, better him than one of her underlings, better him than most people. it’s to be expected though, playing her most powerful card in court didn’t come without it’s price. watching what miles had gone through, it burned in the back of her mind as she owned up her own crime. that she hadn’t fought as hard as she should’ve when he was going through it. she had settled on letting him stay in there under the guise he was getting help. ( how was i supposed to know? ) ( YOU’RE HIS FUCKING WIFE, SCARLET ! ) her hand comes up, wiping the corner of her eyes with the edge of her knuckle as her head shakes slightly. her other hand is resting over that scar, rubbing at it through the material of her shirt. her eyes shut for a moment, and james nudges the food towards her. it does strike her as amusing, considering the fact she’s usually so insistent on telling him to eat. a faint laugh slips from her lips. her breath hitches, like she’s going to ask something but she’s questioning it; questioning herself. ❛ ———— am i a bad person? ❜

















