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rxgno replied to your post “26. Tell me when you first knew you loved your partner (clementine)”

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Fluttery Moth Noises!!!

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❝ i love you. i’m here for you. ❞ [now i can send these diRECTLY

These Are Cute 

Molly felt her body tense. Her heart felt contracted under her ribs; choking on itself.

It felt as if it had a hard time beating. It was confused. Sent in utter shock!

Just like her mind.

It was running like a lottery machine.

She didn’t expect her father to be here, let alone say such a thing.

No.. Those words almost didn’t feel real.

She loved her father, of course. She loved him with all her heart. Even though she knows he isn’t.. The best father in the world. Maybe not even close. Least she thinks.

She understands his distance. She knows. She knew he cared..

Though, she’d be lying if she said she never had any doubts.

When was the last time he ever said he loved her, really? That felt genuine and not just brushed off after her initiating the sentiment first.

And that wasn’t all.

‘I’m here for you.’

That was what stung the most, she thinks. She never imagined that. Her father wasn’t always around. Molly remembers that. When she grew up she only felt more and more inclined to keep things from her father; she couldn’t burden him, no. He didn’t have time for such things like that. She wanted him to believe his daughter was always smiling, happy.. A little ball of sunshine as ever.

Not the filthy, drugged up and God damned disappointment of a daughter she really was.

And here he was now, after nearly a century of what most would consider mistreatment, even neglect, from a rather sad excuse of a father, saying those words Molly should’ve heard a long, long time ago.

She should be angry, that might be the consensus.

However, Molly didn’t.

If anything, she felt a floodgate open from her very core, evident as the tears welled her eyes as she felt sobs in the back of her throat.

Now there she was, a 37 year old woman sobbing in front of her father over sentiment that should’ve been told and enforced throughout her entire life without a doubt.

She felt like a child again. A little girl crying in front of her father.

“Daaa-aaddy..”

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          ❝   --------------------------- POPS.   P l e a s e..   stop it.   ❞

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      “ How am I a disappointment, huh? Look atme, I’m FAMOUS. “

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rxgno replied to your post “anytime i get an ask fro echo as rxgno i just. sighs. shuffles through...”

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tfw u dont kno if youd cry more if your dad insulted you or praised you.

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“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

Molly Has Head Trauma 

Molly has had tears shed a handful of times through the whole ordeal. Mostly from the physical pain, really. But, now, it was mostly due to the emotional kind.

Molly tried very well to avoid having this reach out to any of her family or loved ones. She did.As always.

Though, considering the reasons behind Molly’s current state, a failed attempt of a kidnapping most likely due to her father’s business, it wasn’t easy to try and keep it quiet from him.She wonders if Angel ended up squealing.

Hiccups from Molly, her body shuddering as she laid in her bed. Sat up, covers up to her chest. Being around her father always made her feel small. Always feeling like a little girl again..But this was one of the times where instead of a childlike wonder, it was a feeling of scared vulnerability.

Considering she nearly almost bled out and died just a couple days ago, it wasn’t hard for Molly to feel just that in the first place.

Quite honestly, Molly was afraid of how her father would react. For the same reason why she never told him the truth about Ronnie.Because she feared he was going to be angry with her.

Letting herself slip up like that. Nearly getting herself killed. She should know better! Been raised better! Making an embarrassment of this family, just like his other kids!

A disappointment!

Instead, though, she’d find her father sat next to her on her bed. A rare look of fatherly concern on his features as he spoke unnaturally gentle to her. Unheard words of assurance.

Her head was already sick. She still wasn’t entirely there in the head, everything still had a dream like quality to it.. Part of her did wonder if she was hallucinating this in the first place. It didn’t feel real.

Honestly, it all made her stomach churn.

Molly gave a sniffle as fresh, hot tears ran down puffed cheeks. She didn’t say anything; she had nothing to say! She merely looked up at her father, the raw emotion in her eyes having to be enough of a response.

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molly vc: classic dad!

60s sitcom laugh track.