The news of dumb girl's promotion had hit Laurel like a brick — she hadn't seen this coming at all, for the girl had been nothing but disrespectful in her eyes and she couldn't even properly communicate. It made Laurel's blood boil and it also returned the dejected feeling she had had when she'd crumbled in front of Indra the other day. She saw little escapes from where she was at, and the puppies in her stomach felt like they were dragging her down around every corner. She considered challenging Xan for his position but it was hard in her present state, and she considered just leaving often, too. It wasn't like she mattered much to Xan; he hadn't been looking out for her, not as ridiculously much as he had for the dumb girl. He would always be off caring for her and being around her and he hadn't made an effort to really be around her other than drop off some scraps every once in a while. Indra had to support Laurel all the way when she shouldn't have to.
And now this. The situation here was becoming less favourable by the moment and all of this was coloured heavily by Laurel's realisation that she wanted to be the one who was loved by Xan. It was the realisation that the father of her children had left her before they had even gotten together that stung the most. To know that her children would grow up in a broken home... If they still had one by that time at all. Perhaps it would be better to kill them when they were born, she thought some days, so that she would be free and they would not lead such painful lives as she and Indra had. Or perhaps it would be better to cut Xan out of their lives before they were even born, so that they would simply not know better than just having a mom and an aunt.
But such thoughts were fleeting and every time it came back to wanting something impossible. With angry strides Laurel made her way towards the dumb girl's whelping den, fully expecting the ever dutiful and watchful — over her offspring and her health — @Xan to intercept her somewhere along the way.
And now this. The situation here was becoming less favourable by the moment and all of this was coloured heavily by Laurel's realisation that she wanted to be the one who was loved by Xan. It was the realisation that the father of her children had left her before they had even gotten together that stung the most. To know that her children would grow up in a broken home... If they still had one by that time at all. Perhaps it would be better to kill them when they were born, she thought some days, so that she would be free and they would not lead such painful lives as she and Indra had. Or perhaps it would be better to cut Xan out of their lives before they were even born, so that they would simply not know better than just having a mom and an aunt.
But such thoughts were fleeting and every time it came back to wanting something impossible. With angry strides Laurel made her way towards the dumb girl's whelping den, fully expecting the ever dutiful and watchful — over her offspring and her health — @Xan to intercept her somewhere along the way.
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And now it's hard to breathe - by Laurel - March 21, 2018, 02:31 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Xan - March 21, 2018, 02:57 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Laurel - March 21, 2018, 05:11 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Xan - April 01, 2018, 03:02 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Laurel - April 03, 2018, 09:36 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Xan - April 10, 2018, 04:32 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Laurel - April 10, 2018, 08:32 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Xan - April 27, 2018, 03:23 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Laurel - May 01, 2018, 03:12 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Xan - May 08, 2018, 11:48 AM
RE: And now it's hard to breathe - by Laurel - May 11, 2018, 06:12 AM