❛ i’m, uh ———- i’m leaving. ❜ ISAAC’S ALREADY PACKED HIS BELONGINGS, already packed up his life into a couple of bags as if this town hasn’t been the only place he’s known, as if he can get in a plane & leave all the trauma behind.
❛ with chris. ❜ it’s the most he’s spoken in days, the taste of death caught like ASH in his throat making it hard to breathe let alone speak, allison’s death an open wound on his jugular making him feel like he’s bleeding out ( why wasn’t it him? ).
@guiiltburied









