❛ She’ll poison your mind if you give her a chance. ❜
❝ shut up ! shut up ! you don’t know anything , mitsuru . you weren’t here . ❝ a vile anger embitters her mouth like bile , & the taste of it twists her into a furious creature , all teeth . she wonders if this will tear them apart , drive the knife into the conjoining & split . there’s nothing between them now that’s not soaked in blood , soaked in tears , soaked in ruin , but she wants so badly for him to stay , even in all her serrated rage .
helene took the wolf/girl in , shucked the fear , held her softly . helene was the one who steadied her hands when they would not stop shaking . helene was the one who embraced her when the world had spat her out , abject & frightened . but now he wants to come back & look at her like she’s something not herself : his witchy sister , terrible & terrified . she had to cut herself a new mold , you see . she had to undo her skin & put it back new , girl then wolf then girl again , but a girl contorted & stitched back wrong . that’s not her fault . how could it be ?
for a moment , her lips screw tight , about to hiss another curse , & in an unsettlingly quick shift , the rage dissipates . she’ll get nowhere like this . instead , she mirrors the mannerisms of the girls here , curling her hands like little doves in her lap , smoothing the ferocity into a dreamy , dollish apology . ❝ i’m sorry . i’m sorry for yelling . it’s just … — ” the bottom lip trembles , a stutter in the facade she pulls on just for him . her eyes sting , teary , unforgiving . ❝ it was so … it was so hard . without you . & helene is a good person , okay ? she’s kind . ❝ & her palm encases his , as if to pull him closer , pleading & gentle . asking him to stay , to uncurl his distrust & come with her , down this rabbit hole where the darkness & the poison is a comfort instead of a cruelty , as far as she can see . ❝ it’s so good here , you’ll see . you’ll see it my way soon . ❝
