follow your arrow.

There's not much you need to know about me; but I suppose I should tell you the basics... My name's Willa Rose Cartwright. I'm 17 years of age. I was born and raised in Doncaster, England. I have a younger brother named Weston (if you hurt him, I'll kill you). And I have cystic fibrosis. I quite enjoy superhero comics, wearing beanies, playing video games, shooting archery, popping pills, and eating food.

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“Hey. How busy are you?”

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“I’m sorry... Do I know you?” Willa questioned the individual who had come towards her.

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: I don't doubt it. He deserves it.

Willa: He deserves more than that...

Willa: Anyway, I'll see you in an hour.

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: I didn't think that,Willa.

Dawsyn: If I ever find him I'll punch his lights out for you.

Willa: I've thought about putting three arrows through his shite self 🏹🏹🏹

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: :) I assume this is just a friendly thing.

Willa: What else would this be? A date? Sorry to disappoint you, Dawsyn; but you're not my type.

Willa: I prefer cheating red headed twatfaced cry babies...

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: Alright.

Dawsyn: Yeah sounds good.

Willa: Brilliant!

Willa: [unsent] Please tell me you've not seen the gossip yet...

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: Okay no need to get hostile.

Willa: I'm not.

Willa: I'll see you in an hour. Meet by the north car park?

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: No. Never!

Dawsyn: $200? My my wow. I was just saying that you offered to pay for it which is unusual.

Willa: It's not that unusual... I've offered to pay for shite before.

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: Is an hour good for you? Oh it must be important if you're buying.

Willa: Are you calling me cheap!?!

Willa: I'll have you know I've just bought $200 worth of sweets from Gail's workplace...

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Dawsyn: Xeй

Dawsyn: Sure when?

Willa: Whenever. My treat ☕️

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Text📲to Dawsyn 🕶

Willa: Хей

Willa: Wanna go for coffee?

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How could you|West & Will

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West nodded showing he understood what his sister was saying. “Will,he could never be disappointed in you.” He knew that their father had his challenges with the both of them. “I don’t want to cause more trouble,Rosie but I don’t think daddy can help with this.” He decided not to mention the phone calls he received afraid to upset her.

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“He’ll be disappointed to know I’m a druggie who didn’t have the brains to stop causing myself further liver damage.” Willa commented. “I know what I do is only gonna speed up the damage; but... Nevermind.” She decided not to say what was on her mind. She didn’t want to think about any of this further, not right now.

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How could you|West & Will

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West knew it was difficult to process but he knew that their father would do whatever he could to help.“I’ll be here. Right,makes sense he was. You know he’ll do his best.” He sighed lightly he didn’t think he could help much with his now exposed secret.

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“I just don’t wanna tell him about the other thing, y’know?” Willa let out another sigh, shaking her head slightly as she did so. She really didn’t want to tell their father about her habit of popping pills. She didn’t want upset him with the knowledge she had a slight drug problem. “He’ll be too disappointed in me... Besides, he should focus on helping you out with what you saw. Going to the police and all that.”

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How could you|West & Will

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West shrugged lightly he felt like he had to apologise even if it wasn’t his fault. “I can’t blame you for that. Do you um,want to tell dad together? I mean we have to tell him eventually about all of it.”

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Willa bowed her head and let out a soft sigh. “I dunno... Maybe?” She paused, shifting nervously where she sat, fidgeting with her hands in her lap. “I mean, he knows about my liver. He was with me at Dr. Chowdhury’s surgery when I got my test results.” 

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How could you|West & Will

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“I respect that it was your choice.” West responded biting the inside of his bottom lip. He knew better than to say he wouldn’t stress over the news because he would;that was just how he had always been especially since their mother died. “I’m sorry.”

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“It’s fine, Westie. You’ve no need to apologize. None of this is your fault.” Willa reassured her little brother. She felt like she was the one who had to apologize. She had been keeping her health a secret from her brother for several months now; and maybe things would’ve been easier if she just told him. Yes, he would worry; but she wouldn’t have had to hide when she didn’t feel well. But at the same time, she hadn’t wanted him to find out the other part to her secret. That’s what she was more scared of, especially since she knew he’d tell their father. “I really should’ve told you sooner; but I didn’t. I couldn’t; and that’s on me.”

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gailpryce:

“You get to add more to it though. Extra sweets. It’s glorious.” Laughing she covers her mouth with the shake of head. Smiling at her she slides a hand into her pocket nodding. “Yupp! I’m looking forward to watching it. Also I bought some more fabric, although I need to stop. So hopefully we have all the right colors for the scarves.”

“Brilliant!” Willa smiled at her roommate. “Well the scarf’s an assortment of colors; so as long as you have an array of fabrics, I think you’re ace.” She began. “Though do you happen to knit? Because I’ve found knitting instructions; and I know I’d end up stabbing my palms with those blasted needles if I tried.”

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How could you|West & Will

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Weston chewed on his lip as he looked down avoiding his sister’s gaze for a minute. “Will..you know I don’t care what I have on my plate I’d drop everything for you. I’m upset you didn’t think you could tell me after everything.”

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“It was my choice.” Willa told him. It was her choice not to tell him about her liver. She knew he would stress too much about her. It would end badly, even if he denied that it would. 

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How could you|West & Will

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facingweston:

West grabbed the desk chair to sit in so he could talk to Willa. “Better timing? Come on,Willa you know as well as I do there is never a good time.” He sighed heavily. “Did you hold of because of what I told you? I’m fine.”

At that question, Willa nodded and let out a sigh. “Partially... I didn’t want to worry you any more than you already are. You have so much on your plate. You didn’t need to hear about me getting sicker.”