✿ — cahmal...
@deliversmiles // lyric sc . // ILLUMINATE ME
“Was that… your only option… left?”
He hadn’t seen it happen, hadn’t witnessed anything, but seeing the blood drip from Flower Kid’s mouth and the complete absence of Boris didn’t… bode well. He gripped at his sleeves, already feeling sick over the whole ordeal. He really shouldn’t have sent a kid to try and fix the doctor - kids were far too reactionary, they never thought of the consequences- He was a disgusting person for even thinking it was remotely okay, and here they were, one injured and the other-
“You did what you had to… do?” A statement, but phrased like a question. Was it what you had to do, Bella?
Hands raise slowly to cover their mouth, stained with dried blood. There was a lot of mixed emotions and upon Kamal’s question it was clear they weren’t entirely satisfied with their choice. They wanted to shake their head no, to tell them that there really wasn’t any other option, but... they saw him. Boris Habit, a distorted monster of a man they thought they could feel empathy for. Instead of a ‘no,’ their head slowly shook a quiet ‘yes’ as they took a few more steps towards Kamal, pressing themself against his body for some comfort.
❝ Mhm, ❞ Belle mustered meekly, with small little pools forming thinking about his final towards to them. ❝ He hurt me bad, he... ❞ Words trailed off as they find some logic. No child wanted to be branded as a killer. ❝ Sorry. ❞








