Goodnight

Gone || FitzJames

Over the years Vivienne dealt with a lot of things in her life that would make most people crumble. She’d endured neglecting, care free parents, raising and her sister on her own and managing to shove away any ounce of negativity or threat that came her or her sister’s way, but this. This was something she couldn’t begin to process. This was not her usual tragedy. Any of other situation Vivienne would be the first to snap back, nothing even pausing to let the situation affect her. She had to be the one to think, to act fast. She could never allow herself to let her emotions get the best of her, she let what was most important fall to the side, and that was Naomi. She’d always but the girl first and now that her sister had spurned her, what did she have. her entire drive was her sister, or it was supposed to be. Once upon a time vivienne couldn’t think of anything else but leaving behind the misery that was her home, but she could never leave her sister, she could never bring herself to turn her back on her family, so why was it so easy for her only family to turn her back on her. Her anger at the entire situation was begriming to boil over. She was angry at her sister for leaving, she was angry at herself for being angry with her sister, something she’d promised herself she would never do, she was also angry there was nothing that could be done and that the flow of tears spilling her green hues would not stop falling. “this wasn’t supposed to happen.” She whispered, looking up at her friend, his gaze locked on her own. “We were supposed to be okay here— We were supposed to be fine… Now everything ruined and I know its my fault. I was supposed to protect her and…” she gasped as more tears fell, she couldn’t help the pathetic feeling washing over her body, a feeling she loathed as she spoke again. “Something bad is going to happen… I know it is, and if it happened to her, i— Connor, I’d never forgive myself… I was supposed to protect her.”

To see Vivienne like this…Connor felt absolutely helpless over the situation. Sure he wanted to hit the ground running and find where Naomi had ran off to, but what good would that do them? The words she spilled were painful to hear. As much as Connor hated vulnerability, seeing Viv go through the same motions nearly broke his heart. There were so many questions left to ask, but Fitz kept his mouth shut as he pulled Viv into a hug. Maybe he couldn’t pull together the most fanciest speech or words of wisdom, but Viv always had a shoulder to cry on, even when she didn’t want it.

Maybe she misses the place. Then again, people love to complain about anything. But I think it's just the former, which is kinda cute.

Pro tip.

Whatever...Keep the bed. I'll sleep with the dog.

Pro tip.

How am I being a jackass?

By doing the same shit you did last time...We take one step forward and you do or say something to knock us ten steps back.

Pro tip.

Fine.

...When are you gonna stop being a jackass about this?

Pro tip.

You heard me.

I'm not sure. You said you were gonna sleep on the couch, right?

Pro tip.

......Excuse me?

Pro tip.

I can’t…. I don’t know what I’m saying, or doing right now.

You're over thinking...

Pro tip.

I know...That's why I did it.

Pro tip.

Pro tip.

Pro tip.