she got what he meant, though she didn’t EXACTLY feel the sting of maternal disappointment. that didn’t stop the unwanted EXPECTATION from being heaped on her shoulders nonetheless, the expectation to be this and THAT and the other thing. ((evil, hears the most, blood drips down her fingers and clots in her TEETH.)) the funny thing is how how no one ever really asked THEM what THEY wanted, an irritating, yet reoccurring pattern. “we should start a CLUB or something. ‘the league of EXTRAORDINARY disappointments’.”
“ oh yeah. definitely. we can be the leaders. should invite my sister. mother hates her too, me more though. “ he gives a laugh, mainly because he’s never felt TRULY connected to his family but it still STUNG. proper DARK witch families knew eachother, exchanged information and allowed their children to run around with eachother. they taught their children that they were POWERFUL, and destined for EVIL GREATNESS. but the one thing they never taught them. was that they had a CHOICE. “ i guess there’s always ONE in the family that fucks everything up. right ? “ he laughs again, but this one’s genuine.
