Nov 8, 2015
❛ let me do something i’m N O T cut out for just sitting in a room day in and day out. it’s driving me...my wolf CRAZY. ❜
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❛ let me do something i’m N O T cut out for just sitting in a room day in and day out. it’s driving me...my wolf CRAZY. ❜
@griieved
@griieved
" y'know, eventually, we're going to have to actually discuss this, right? not sayin' i'm excited about it, but it's true. we'll have to if - if it's going to go away."
[22:56:43] thelittleden: I don't like u Andrea
⋨ █ ▌; ❛ ELENA. ( griieved. )
he’d watched her walk AWAY. it was easy to do ; feet rooted to the ground & eyes fixated on the place where she’d disappeared. jake was the first to show up. picking up the pictures on the ground and pushed him against the other EXIT before he exploded inside the school. hunter had soon followed and the golden trio had made it out of school. one week had passed and neither of the three had showed their face at school. jake’s girlfriend had been showing up now and then to attend the most important classes, but never stayed the whole day. she was busy trying to keep octavian in bed or even in the appartment ; while hunter and jake catched up on some much needed sleep. hunter and jake was...somewhat, considering their situation, good. but between sleeping, patching up octavian after getting himself in trouble, and keeping a slight eye on the guy when they were to one of the underground parties, they didn’t have time for school. simple as that.
octavian...he’s simply lost it after elena has left. hunter would have fucked it out. jake would have numbed himself with drugs or alcohol. octavian...turned from the occational streetfight now and then, to fighting almost every night. first night after the breakup, it had become so bad ; jake had taken him to the hospital because even he couldn’t fix the damages. dr. gilbert had been the one to patch up the wounds that night. not a word had been uttered between the two ; just a shake of his head and lips pressed in to a thin line. octavian knew he’d never been accepted my her dad. this wasn’t exactly making the situation any better. every night after that, had been filled with fights, drugs, alcohol...anything to forget her.( everything exept girls. ) he would dance with one, perhaps even made out...but nothing more. they weren’t her. doe eyes filled with pain and tears, haunted his dreams no matter what he did. && hunter and jake had managed to loose sight of him that seventh night.
eyes rested on the familiar family home as he stumble closer ; hair tousled & lower lip sporting a newly made split. bruised ( but tended to. ) fist slam against the door & for a moment he rest his forehead against the cool surface. god he missed her. he just needed to see her. this once. he needed to explain that...he didn’t remember. just needed to see her and...he didn’t know. but he couldn’t have pain filled eyes ; brimmed with tears be the last thing he saw of her.
&. griieved; ❛ I know that look, I hate that look. seriously, if you’re riding on the cart, this is your last call or forever hold your peace, ‘Lena. ❜ his tone is akin to a light tease, eyebrows rising in question. ❛ I personally won’t judge you, but I can’t guarantee the same for, oh, everyone else ❜
❛ hey, you can eat WHILE you’re in the store, right ? ❜ it’s far too late considering the bag’s already opened and pallid fingers have already dug in. and all the while he can still find time to put random and unnecessary foods in the cart.