Starglow Basin We don't wanna go home

Her words don’t impact in the way she expects. She wanted anger. Instead he just stares. There’s no satisfaction for her afterwards. Instead she just feels sick.

She can’t handle it. She spins and stumbles to a spot a short distance away, dropping to press her forehead against the stone wall. I don’t care. I don’t care I don’t care I DON’T CARE. It becomes a scream inside that chokes her, coming out as a sob.

They are all already dead. She cannot care about any more dead. By the time she’s done she’ll make sure she’s hollowed out any spot where that care might live. This guilt she felt? It wasn’t real. He didn’t deserve it.

But she was fighting a losing fight against a breakdown, pressed up against the wall, and the entire time she shook she could feel his eyes. JUST GO AWAY!. She wanted to scream it, but she didn’t even know who she was screaming at.