jace norman if u see this pls marry me

lost my fight with fate, a tug of war of leave and stay.

it’s not that he hated swellview. god, no. this was his home, a place he was ready to give his life for.

he could never want to leave.

how could he say goodbye to jasper and charlotte, how could he get use to living without them by his side?

how could he miss out piper’s college journey? god, he’s already missed out on basically her whole childhood, how could he miss her adulthood too?

how could he say goodbye to that damn school? his house? the mancave, even though it had all come crumbling down, he’d never get to see what schwoz builds next? fuck—schwoz, how could he say goodbye to schwoz? how could he say goodbye to—

how could he say goodbye to ray?

he couldn’t. he couldn’t leave.

.. but he couldn’t stay. not when all he’d be losing by leaving swellview was at the same time, a constant reminder of all that he’d lost.

his childhood. his future. his sense of identity.

… his will to live.

but fuck, maybe it was worth it. he never got the chance to figure out who henry hart was. but maybe henry hart was never destined for anything. maybe he truly would have washed up as nothing if ray hadn’t swooped in and made him kid danger—

—ray. he would have never met ray.

maybe he could work it out. everyone thinks kid danger is dead anyway. he doesn’t have to give up his whole life, his relationships, his identity for the job anymore. he could start fresh. ray said something about making him a school, maybe he could—