‘ you need to get out of here right now.’ — @arrayofcolors
she swears that she opens her mouth to ask why, to say that it will be fine, some sort of placating words. instead, what comes out is, "fuck no?"
it always comes down to this, it feels like — to her holding on, leaving claw marks in everything she touches, and cc, unscathed, held away from her at arms length for reasons not entirely the fault of either of them. it doesn't make it hurt less. she wishes it did.
hands flexing, vic forces a jerky nod. there are a million and twelve horrible things she wants to say — sharp, jagged, intended to hurt. it's only the clenching of her jaw, her eyes forced away from cc's face, that stops her, gives her a moment to regroup. she swallows hard.
"—i want you to come with me."
