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[mechanicofmayhem]

Someone who loved you- Wally clark

in which Wally clark's girlfriend watches her boyfriend die the night before homecoming

first one sho/drabble t on here so please be kind but im OBSESSED with school spirits and if it doesnt get a season 2 i will riot

pt 1 of somethin maybe bc its so short and it may suck bc i'm half asleep writing this ;/

"You have to get up." Her mother said softly from the edge of her bed. The girls' eyes remained fixated on the cool wall ahead of her unblinking. Her body felt numb, her eyes dry from all her tears.

"Why?" She croaked hoarsely as her eyes bounced to her mother's aging face quickly.

"Because you're 17 years old! its been a month- life doesn't just stop because-" Her mother argued as the young teen cut her off.

"My boyfriend died?" She completed the sentence with fire shining in her eyes as she turned her gaze back to the wall.

"You're 17- still young, this is not the only love you'll have love." Her mother sighed as she shut the door behind her retreating figure, leaving the girl alone with the memories and her regrets.

she remembered everything about Wally Clark.

the way his eyes lit up whenever he talked about their future.

their future. how quickly had it been taken from her. it was unfair, the world felt cruel. Because she didn't want to live in a world without Wally in it. Her eyes glanced to the red dress that lay untouched on it's hanger as it pooled out of the bag it was held in.

A week ago she was planning the perfect homecoming. A week ago she had gotten the perfect dress and helped her boyfriend pick out his suit, a week ago everything was okay. now she couldn't tell you what okay was anymore.

a world without wally clark was a cold one. the colors lost their shine.

his mother had tried to reach out to her, cat's fingers numb as she pressed delete on the answering machine, knowing it was cruel to blame her when she knew his mother probably hated herself.

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"10 years from now. Where will you be?"She asked as she bit off the end of a twizzler, her head laying back in the green grass that surrounded them.

"Wherever you are." He said cheesily as she fake gagged, elbowing her boyfriend playfully.

"10 years, a few kids, i'll be retiring from the nfl and transition perfectly into the role of stay at home dad while you slay your girl boss dreams." he chuckled as she rolled her eyes at his antics, the memory now tasting bitter on her tongue as she thought about the future that had been taken from them.

[number57]

@maddienears   [  …  ]   post  trauma  sentence  starters   /   “that  was  a  brave  thing  you  did  today.” 

IT'S  DIFFERENT  WHEN  IT'S  MADDIE  SAYING  IT.           brave  and  wally  should  not  be  in  the  same  context.  in  comparison  to  how  the  interal  view  of  himself  is,  it  just  doesn't  fit.  like  pieces  of  different  sides  of  the  puzzle,  not  meant  to  click  together  in  place.  it  feels  wrong.  he  isn't  brave  ..  he's  just  doing  the  right  thing.  for  her.  for  all  of  them  –  against  everything,  it's  the  least  he  could  do.  she's  already  lost  so  much.  everything  he  had  to  lose  was  long  gone  by  the  moment  he  landed  on  that  field,  astroturf  meeting  the  back  of  his  navy  jersey.  something  for  her.  even  if  it  means  his  face  meets  that  same  turf,  hands  gripping  in  an  even  more  white  -  knuckle  hold  on  the  football.  that's  not  the  now  (  or,  exactly  right  now  )  —  sitting  on  the  bleachers,  watching  as  the  students  leave  for  the  day. 

she's  sincere.  ever  since  he'd  known  maddie,  she  never  shy'd  away  from  expressing  her  feelings  —  anger,  rage,  sadness.  part  of  him  is  sure  this  is  why  he  likes  her  so  much:  they  all  have  their  demons,  hidden  deep  within  the  blinding  red  lights  they  step  into,  even  maddie  herself.  and  yet  she's  still  chasing  answers  despite  how  bleak  everything  seems.  the  unknowns  would've  worn  him  down  long  ago.  it's  admirable,  even  if  it  does  make  his  own  stomach  flip  -  flop  at  the  implications.  a  deep  breath  washes  it  away  in  favor  of  non  existent  heat  rising  to  his  cheeks  (  ghosts  can  blush,  right?  )  ,  wally  shifts  in  his  feet  to  distract  himself  from  that.  “it  –  was  nothing,  maddie,  really.”  a  shrug.  all  the  off  handed  bravado  comes  and  goes  in  waves,  but  a  genuine  compliment  from  the  blonde  stays  forever.  “the  only  way  out  is  through,  isn't  it?” 

[nivinas-world]

The finale made me so frustrated. Tell me there will be Season 3🥲.