#fidusducem

[the-outcast-son-blog]

“When was the last good kiss you had?”

Never really had one. Kiss, I mean.

          [ He gives him a once over, eyebrows knitting together. ] …Why are you asking…?

[artisunum]

      ❝Really? I couldn’t tell.❞

He had to get her off of campus grounds. He was sure that if he was a minute late, there campus police would have shown up. He cradled her in his arms, carrying her to her dorm room. This was all because of him. If he hadn’t had disappeared for so long, maybe she wouldn’t have had to have gone on the meds. Carefully, he opened the door to her dorm and he carried her into the room, laying her on the bed.

Carefully, he pushed hair off of her forehead. He moved to close the door before he sat down beside her, gently petting her hair back.

         ❝Sleep it off, Clary. I’ll be               here when you wake up.❞

  Maybe it was because of him, Clary not knowing how to deal with the world with him gone. With part of her missing, it was as if she was lost and the medication dulled it all. Really, making her numb to everything around her where she walked through life as a zombie.

                     Once in her dorm room, she shook her head                      at his words. " No, I'm not tired. I don't want to                      sleep. " Because maybe he said he'd be there,                      but risking the chance that he wouldn't, it almost                      felt as if she was about to lose her breath.

[altheaofdefense]

one has entered

fidusducem

"Are you serious?"

[runesanddeath-archive]

        ❝ — She cheated on me,                 with her own                 brother... ❞

[runesanddeath-archive]

            ❝ — Still alive, Jackson? ❞