Unfinished Business
why did she keep rechecking. the little screen in her hands was just as cold and unanswering as he... helping nothing at all. the only updates on her last exchange with her harrowing, scorpion lover were the span of time displayed beside the words ‘ seen at’. so each glance only shoved her further toward self-loathing detonation.
and she wasn’t subtle. neither was her face, and the ripe misery that it blared itself steeped in.
seen at 8:22, because you’re as worthless as always seen at 8:57, and you’re less than nothing to him seen at 9:18, do you get it now? you have nothing to offer he knows that parasitic vermin in the street would be better why do you keep trying to disprove reality it took him less than a day to find better
she blackened the screen with those thoughts. there was a knot of blades in her throat, and it meant that her attention - now - needed to be reassigned to blinking down the searing hot water rising behind her eyes
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