@eyepast
❛ y-you’re back ?❜ her FIRST instinct is to grab the gun & she does, her SIGHT only has him in view. her glock is pointed at him, steady head like she’s about to take the shot. she remains frozen like his fake eye, faye could do so many things this moment, so many things remains unsaid between them, a STREAM of heavy words never left her lips. quickly she motions her gun to another direction & she pulls the trigger. she lowers her arm, firearm in hand numbing her arm of the pain she’s felt these past few days. her attachment is a BALL to a tether pole, faye had assumed it had been SNIPPED the moment he left them with the thought of DEATH. her walk is a smooth saunter towards him even though her emotions are a ricochet of bullets between ANGER & happiness. pale arms wrap around his neck pulling him into an EMBRACE. ❛you’re the worst. what makes you think you can waltz back in and we’ll accept you?❜
her words send mixed signals, RADIO waves that hint at her anger but her actions speak something else. she just holds onto him tighter, tears welling into her grassy orbs. faye thought she was done shedding tears.