♕ umbrxs
❝Since I've been gone you were possessed? Thats what I like to call karma, Stilinski. Especially considering how you treated me last year. How'd it feel to have no control over yourself?
--Not that you ever really did. Lets be realistic here, past few weeks were probably your pique. Maybe you've even gained brain cells since there weren't many left to lose. Too bad you couldn't see it.❞
[ there's an icy, bitter, residual acridity to jackson's tone. the truth is, he actually feels for stiles. knows what he went through, better than even his own best friend. yet he can't bring himself to get past the bile, envy brings. jealous that he had someone there for him, a group to bring him back and protect him.
while jackson had been at the top of the hit-list, put up for slaughter like livestock. merciless, all of them.
his death never had a negotiation clause, it was all or nothing. ]
