closed with: @gretafms location: hide general, greta’s room
“i’m not losing you. my heart can’t take it.”
“i made a promise to you that i was never going to let anything or anyone hurt you. didn’t i?”
the words kept ringing in her head and it’s all monroe could think for hours, the last conversation she’s had with greta before shit just went down at club envy. she hasn’t been herself ever since she’s seen the person she referred to as her mother for years now being wheeled out in a stretcher, she has lost enough people in her life, not being able to feel or even know the love of a mother until she’s met the older woman. she hasn’t uttered much to anyone in the hospital whilst she kept her focus on greta, only wanting to be there when she wakes up. it was all monroe can focus on right now as she held on to her hand, not even aware of the tears falling on her cheeks. she still had her costume from last night on. she couldn’t think of minding herself, not like this, not when she almost lost greta. she couldn’t lose her. she wanted to be there when she wakes up.