His finger dragged along her cheek, "I'm here now, cher."
lips purse. the urge to b i t e spikes with every passing moment. how dare he. how f u c k i n g dare he. she told him all those years ago not to make her his home, yet here they are. the closest she’d ever been to humanity was bucky, then benny; not that he was much more human than her. no. she’s not forgiving him for this.
the urge to b l e e d him pulsed deep within her. she wants; n e e d s to cut, maim. it won’t make a difference, and she knows that. it doesn’t stop the desire to hurt him. he’s not worth the trouble he causes her, anyway.
i’m here now.
where was he when she fell apart? when she put herself back together? where was he when she couldn’t control all of the shattered pieces of who she was colliding? where was he when she n e e d e d him? where was he then? where the fuck was he when she couldn’t stop the tremble in her hands from the ebbing and surging bursts of fucking pain coursed through her?
she’s going to cut him into little pieces and feed him to azazel in a meatpie.
“ here now? you’re h e r e, now? ” she hisses, eyes melting an array on unearthly colors, “ that’s cute. ”
and she’s proud of herself for being steady in her first step; the second. she’s proud of herself for standing tall and mighty though shorter than him by a long shot. she hoped she quaked in his stupid fucking boots, with his stupid fucking accent and charm.
“ where were you when i needed you, huh? where were you when i fucking n e e d e d you, benjamin lafitte? where the fuck were you then? ” she bites.
maybe that wasn’t fair. it doesn’t matter much. she’s a n g r y, and he’s going to fucking listen to her. he’s going to deal with all of her righteous anger, and he’s going to f u c k i n g like it.
a sharp, red nail presses into his chest, “ you w e r e n ‘ t here. don’t walk back in here like i owe you a goddamn thing. ”
sure. it was harsh. it was cold, calculated, and every bit of the demon bitch dean warned benny about all those years ago, but she’d be damned if he didn’t deserve it.
“ you don’t have the fucking right to think we’re going to p i c k this right back up. i saved you. stupid little me. i did that. what did it get me, benny? what did i get out of being the one to put your sorry ass back together? ”









