#brutaely

familiar touch and surroundings bring the only source of comfort.      eyes full of secrets momentarily met expecting blue ones before dipping back down.      a question she still hated asking.    never knowing if boundaries were being overstepped.      it didn’t matter who.      but regardless     ,      going home didn’t seem to be an option.     beat of silence followed audrey’s panicked questions      ------------      ,      attempting to catch a breath and slow heart rate down.      SHE’D RAN ALL THE WAY THERE.      before explaining anything    ,      body suddenly rose from the bed     ------------      ,       peering out the window before promptly shutting the curtains.      as if that’d somehow make them safer.       arms folded across chest     ,      silently pacing for a moment.       she never paused to breathe.        ❛      the killer was in my house.      i’m pretty sure of it.     or    --------        ,     they just wanted me to think they were in my house.      i don’t know.     they’re messing with my head    ---------      ,    but i’m not going back there.      ❜           @brutaely   .    CONT.       

“      you were going to kill me,    weren’t you?     with the knife you shoved into that prick’s neck.     ”     that’s what bothers you most about it,    what brought you to leave him in the diner the day before.      you know james saved you,    that without him,     you’d end up like the girls in those pictures,     so you don’t feel quite as bad as the murder as you should.     there’s the obvious panic,     knowing you’re wanted for something far more serious than car theft,      but the guilt is minor.     instead,    there’s fear,     because that could have been you,    bleeding out on the floor.      and you made it easy,     running off with him like that.      /      @brutaely for james.

`   i .     @brutaely:  gabe diaz   /     ♡

get out. 

 ❛     YEAH.     i   ----    i  don’t    -----------      ,     really hang out with those people.     so   ......       ❜           words nervously tripped over each other in an awkward flourish.        as if just talking about them      rattled some nerves.     anybody that associated with cheryl blossom was intimidating.         ❛      i just kinda want to graduate and get out     ,     you know?     they’re all pretty lame anyway.     ❜         @brutaely  .

“    chill.    you can put the gun down.    it’s just me.     ”     /     @brutaely  for tamora.

❝   i cant believe it was HIM.   ❞        despite the fact that it was all over now,     hailey still felt a constant weight on her shoulders.     her mother almost DIED,     people would think it was her fault.     even with monkey man gone it feels as though she’s being watched,     as though he’s still looming in the dark and everything had just been some sick joke.       ❝   he seemed so nice.   ❞