@mountaintracked
elias was not in a good place right now - or maybe he hadn't been in a long.... long time. he left the safety of his home & family for new haven to find a better life for someone like him & to ensure they weren't in danger because of him, but everything he found in new haven was anguish & sorrow, pain & rejection. he found a new life he was meant to be part of, but it kicked him to the curb any chance it got.
he lost his heart to a homicidal maniac, he endured.... & endured, gave it his all, gave everything he had to this town & his relationship, but what did that get him? nothing. just... pain. he might've escaped trenton's grasp, maybe this mother nature he always mentioned had taken trenton from him for a reason - had brought him back into his time so that elias could find peace, but he wasn't sure if he even could & he hated that he couldn't think of anything else right now, stuck in this damn hospital bed with nowhere else to go, nobody to turn to. with both trenton & patrick gone, elias was truly alone.
he thought about going home a lot, but was he willing to put the people he loved at risk for a chance at happiness? nah. he also thought about how it was possible that his ac was malfunctioning - when ... it was hot out, but he wasn't moving much, so ... yeah. but most of all did he wonder why the fuck trenton was back. words lost even when the other greeted him tools in a bag he brought with him, elias ...couldn't. weakened, in pain, a little dizzy from the meds & horrified of the consequences of his kidnapping, he just ..
couldn't.
"what ....what are you doing here?.... h-how?"











