ᶰᵉʷ ᵉʳᵃ final girl ,

hello   ella   .   .   .   do   you   like   ˢᶜᵃʳʸ   ᵐᵒᵛᶤᵉˢ   ?

[weatherileyarch]

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[weatherileyarch]

weathrs·:

❛❛     ella    …     ❜❜    it’s  a  warning    ─    a  way  to  remind  their  daughter  that  she’s  treading  in  unsteady  waters.    it’s  no  secret  that  gale  has  kept  any  mention  of  dewey  to  a  minimum,    both  out  of  confusion  and  to  keep  the  hurt  of  his  absence  from  reflecting  on  her  face.    gale  turns  her  back  to  the  coffee  pot  to  look  at  ella,    hands  wrapped  firmly  around  the  hot  cup.    hell,    she  looked  exactly  like  both  of  them.    gale  can  see  herself  in  the  way  ella’s  face  settles  when  directing  her  gaze  while  the  warm  brown  eyes  directing  it  are  undoubtedly  dewey.    a  sigh  falls  from  her  lips  as  she  attempts  to  push  aside  the  thought  of  him  watching  her  show  every  morning,  yet  she  hasn’t  even  seen  him  since  the  day  he  left.    ❛❛     i’m  pretty  sure  that  means  he’d  prefer  if  you  didn’t  tell  me  that.     ❜❜    brow  arches  before  she  brings  the  coffee  cup  to  her  lips  for  a  sip.    ❛❛     yeah,    we’ve  texted  about  you.     ❜❜

“ don’t ‘ ella ’ me . ” there’s a snappy sharpness in her tone . it didn’t feel intentional but somehow felt natural . there was a lingering sadness that she’d never get over , how it saddened her very existence to know they would eventually move on from one another no matter how much the teen wished it weren’t the case . “ i’m pretty sure he prefers a lot of things but we all don’t get our way . ” there was a lack of sympathy as time had passed . she felt a change of who she was since this monumental shift had occurred ; how could ella not ? everything that defined stability , a home , love . . . gone . it was as if it were built on some type of façade with it’s only passion revolving around the killings of ghostface . “ what ? is work still more important than trying to fix your relationship with him ? ”

[weatherileyarch]

“    he    watches    @weathrs​    every    morning    y’know    .    ”    ella’s    voice    faint    ,    her    feet    swing    where    she    sits    on    the    island    counter    as    she    eats    her    late    night    snack    of    captain    crunch    berries    .    the    adjustment    was    difficult    and    she    never    anticipated    her    parents    truly    splitting    .    .    .    maybe    taking    a    day    or    two    ,    sure    but    separating    ?    that    was    gut    wrenching    .    “    he    doesn’t    think    i    know    but    walls    are    thin    .    ”    eyes    narrow    down    briefly    before    redirecting    back    with    courage    to    ask    ,    it    wasn’t    her    place    .    .    .    but    it    was    ?    it    was    a    conflicting    situation    that    left    ella    confused    ,    truly    .    “    have    you    talked    to    him    ?    like    at    all    ?    even    a    text    ?    ”