cold hearted

That Dove Cameron and Katherine McNamara have been in a lot of movies together.

Also, I’ll finish replies here in a little bit.

they were gone. any words that she could’ve managed were gone in an instant. she just sat, listening, she couldn’t even picture it, she didn’t want to. it was just a lot of blood. ❝ so that’s who was… those were the… they were the ones who were covered up? ❞ a knot twisted in her stomach, that was why he’d gone to see maggie. ❝ and the line on your arm? ❞ she looked over at him. three people were gone, she was grateful that carl was sitting beside her. ❝ how are you doin’ after everythin’? ❞ she asked quietly, moving to rest her head against his shoulder. ❝ and maggie…? ❞ they were safe, and in one fell swoop it was all gone. ❝ are y’hurt? physically i mean? ❞

not here? panic rushed through her veins. as her blood running cold. ❝ o-okay– ❞ giving everyone else a quiet greeting, the younger quickly made her way back home, sitting on the front steps to their house, feet tapping the slightly faded wood as she waited. ❝ carl c’mon. ❞ she urged knowing there was no way anyone could hear her. she gave a wave and a smile to the people who walked by, eyeing them closely to see if they knew anything. something seriously bad had happened, and she needed to know what it was.

CARL

      Carl couldn’t take it, this was his baby sister, she was everything to him. He tried to stay calm, but he could feel his heart racing in his chest. “Judy..” he couldn’t find the worlds he was looking for. His eyes quickly traveled between the wound and her face. A shaking hand ran through his hair, absently pushing his hat off. “I..I-I-I can’t..” he’d never stuttered before, but his anxiety was high. “Judith, I can’t do this..”

              “ YES YOU CAN. ” with her best efforts she smiles through the pain. her eyes fight to stay open, as looks up at him.    carl. her brother. her best friend. her favorite person in this world. he was the ONLY one she’d want to be with her right now.   except maybe their father.  but she tries not to think about him. about how she’ll never see him again. she means to tell her brother to tell dad she loves him, but the thought leaves her mind as fast as it came and the words never come out. “ i’m okay.     really. i’m fine.  ” the corners of her mouth lift up ever so slightly, “ i’ll tell mom you say hi. ”

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❝ carl– ❞ judith began, making her way over just as the last of the group walked through the gate. ❝ are y’okay? what the hell happened out there? ❞ she whispered, her eyes darting between her brother, their father who had dried blood on his face and the two bodies. when she turned back to him, she saw a quick glimpse of a black line on his arm. ❝ what the hell is this? ❞ she asked, pulling his sleeve up to look at the line.