goodbye, roseboro.
Aurora sniffs, running her wrists against her cheeks again to wipe away any tears that have escaped her eyes. Her head tilts so she can see her younger sister, the image only furthering her broken heart. “Hey, it’s okay. I promise. We’re going somewhere better-- somewhere safer, Lex. We’re going to be better than we ever have been. I’ll be right next to you.” She whispers, her arms wrapping around the younger girl with a shaky breath while her eyes study the house in front of them. The one she’s lived in her entire life. The one that was a home to her, once. That was nothing but a ray of light as she ran through the door after a long day of elementary school and found her way into two open pairs of arms.
The same house that quickly became what she saw it as now-- nothing but a distant memory. Something she’d stopped thinking of as a home long ago. But not everything was still a tainted memory; she still had the spot on the porch where she kissed Arsen for the first time, the spot she and Alexis would hide in together when either of them had a bad day. It’s hard letting that go. Now, though, staring down at her beautiful little sister as they stand in front of a nearly packed car, Rory sees that this isn’t a mistake. There is still a spark in her sibling that had diminished in the blonde’s mind much earlier in her life. There is still hope that Lexi can recover from the broken world they’re finally leaving behind. And that is much more than enough reason for Aurora to square her shoulders and turn away from the building, forcing herself not to look back.
Then suddenly they’re driving-- packed between boxes and suitcases and driving. And she’s crying. And a piece of her heart is writhing. And most of her fear is dying. And she’s on her knees, watching the only home she’s ever known disappear in the dust. And she’s reliving her entire existence on these streets as they drive down them, and she’s hearing her child self’s laugh echo through her head.
And they’re still driving, and she’s still crying, as they leave behind the only town she’s ever known. Goodbye Roseboro, you won’t be forgotten.










