#th:hurt

[sourwolfimagines]

“They’re gone.... (Y/N) is gone...” 

[his-little-chipped-cup]

M!A: Hurt: closed: Darkness is Golden

darknessisgolden Belle laid in her bedroom with the door shut and locked. She wasn’t sure how to react.. It had been one night…Just one. She had been acting strange but had been trying to hide it. She stopped drinking..she stopped heavy lifting & she got sick easier.. It was obvious what was going on. All until now. She pulled out a photo from under her pillow staring at it.. “This can’t be happening” she whispered to herself trying not to cry. She unlocked her door walking into the bathroom to fix her make up then walked into the kitchen to get a large glass of wine. She needed something to numb the pain.