he’d done so well at avoiding her, whenever she entered the house he’d disappear for a while. he hadn’t expected her this time though, normally he could always sense when she was there. he’d been in the basement when she’d shown up -- just laying eyes on her caused disgust. she was a whore, she’d never truly cared about him, she'd always cared about the dick she’d suck next.
his entire life he’d dealt with the disappointment, the looks of horror in people’s eyes when they realised who he was. his own mother was ashamed of him. there she stood, in all her glory, the last remaining landon.
❝ what do you want? ❞














