you need to rest. you're not ready. from @dsrtrose !
as she made her way over, she had repeated his name. trying to catch his attention. โ ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐. โ he responds. it's shorter than he's ever been with anyone before, and most certainly a lie. teddy's fumbling around his own space, struggling to get together his things. hat... gun... bullets. arthur and a few of the others were heading out, and more than anything teddy wanted to be there. he had to be there. he's brought to an abrupt halt as a sharp pain shoots through his side. he's almost certain he's opened his wound again. he's stood there panting, leaning over a barrel for support. the frustration is enough to bring tears to his eyes. eliza brings herself closer and he's forced to meet her gaze. ( ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต. ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐บ ). it's simultaneously kind and cruel.
โ ๐ข๐๐- โ he hesitates. breathing deep in attempts to calm himself down, but what ever strength he's had helping him keep up his composure for so long is gone and he's left unraveling. โ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐..! ๐๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐? ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐-... ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐! โ he curses through gritted teeth and lowers himself to the ground slowly. @dsrtrose / concern for others prompts








