@inthiskingdom sent: “ you fucking manipulated me. you made me believe you. ”
𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒍’𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆, 𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒎. her green eyes bore into chloe’s, a spark ignited behind them. she knows this confrontation is a long time coming. weeks and months of fucking their drug dealer, trying to plan a miraculous runaway in the cabin of a rundown rv can only go unnoticed for so long. chloe makes a fair accusation, and she knows it. but it doesn’t stop her from jumping on the defense, instinct rearing its head. she cares, she tells herself. she had her reasons, rachel repeats over and over. always the easier course than admitting her fragile relationship with commitment and her own boredom have sent her on a fast running downward spiral she can’t pick herself out of. not even for chloe.
“ made you believe what, chloe? that i care about you? that i’ve wanted to leave this shit hole with you since we met? ” she snaps, biting back after a pointed moment of hard silence. “ it’s the fucking truth, chloe! but i live outside of you. we don’t belong to each other. so excuse me for not telling you about a goddamn fling with our fucking drug dealer. ”
she releases a huff of a breath, quick and fuming. “ we’ve been trying to get out of here for ages, chloe. and we’re still here. i can’t coop myself up in a junkyard with you 24/7 and expect it to feel any better than being stuck in this town. ” rachel’s words waver, the beginnings of frustrated tears burning at her eyes. no matter how bright her feelings burn, the monotony surrounding them dulls it day by day —— a doom they’ll never escape the longer they remain here. rachel’s voice finally softens, gaze drifted downward. “ i’m sorry, chloe. i’m sorry i don’t tell you everything. but i knew you’d react this way, and i just— i need my space. ”
♡ › 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌, always accepting !
