Rue was a girl that was always waiting.
She waited to find a perfect number combination. She waited until everything was perfectly lined up. She waited until everything was under control.
She waited for her father to get better. When he passed away, she waited for the pain to be gone. She waited for the pills to have an effect on her.
She waited for her mind to shut down so she could breathe. When she first got into rehab, she waited until she saw her family and friends again.
When she thought she'd found a way, she always kept on waiting for the drugs to kick in.
Then she met Jules and she waited to feel something. She waited until she felt loved enough.
Whenever she relapsed, she also waited for the chaos to be gone. She also waited for her mother and sister to understand her.
She spent those nine years waiting. Waiting for something bigger than herself so that she could breathe.
When she grew up, she waited for the signs she'd pray for to manifest. She also waited for her old friends to show up. She waited for Jules to call her back. She waited until the day she could pay her debts and be free.
She waited until she could meet her mom again and escape to that house in Texas.
She waited until Fez escaped from jail.
And in her final moments, she was also waiting. Waiting for the painkillers to stop the pain.
In her last dreams, she waited until she saw her mom again. She waited until she hugged her one last time.
All this time, she was just waiting to go back home.
