‘ you can’t hate me more than i hate myself, but you are more than welcome to try. ’
suggestion meme .
& it’s as if she’s been struck ; for reaction is dramatic in the sense that a noiseless gasp leaves cupids bow & countenance knits together in evident pain . yes , his negative thoughts weren’t often subtle , someone like his own daughter can see the smiles beginning to strain & patience beginning to thin .
she likes to think she can handle the most gruesome of scenarios ; limbs ripped apart , ichor splattering everywhere — none of it enough to rise a flinch from her , apathetic to forms of pain .
but this , witnessing the pieces of her fathers inevident down fall ? now that was something that could tear her apart within seconds , could shred her iron demeanor like it was made of fucking glass .
vision blurs & sadness grips at bleeding heart mercilessly , claws sinking in with every self hating vocable that leaves her fathers lips . ( her father whom she would set the world ablaze if it meant keeping chilled soul warm ; her father who spits out holy verses only to find empty solace . )
limbs shift instinctively so , swift to coil ‘round neck & tug him close , bunching up the fabric of infamous pink shirt ‘tween clawed digits .
he deserves much more than this , much more than this silent hell . & for the first time in a while , she wishes she could be of use . could help mend the emotional laceration that drips from open mouth . could make him feel happy again .
SHE PRAYS EVERY NIGHT FOR HIS HAPPINESS .
‘ i could never hate you . as much as you hate yourself — just know , that i’ll love you ten times more , & will continue loving you until the end of time . ‘
