#fckinghurricanes

he sits in the seat across from her, knowing VERY WELL she probably wouldn’t like it. he leans in, harshly whispering, ❛ you know, i don’t like it when someone escapes their PUNISHMENT, ❜ a gun cocks underneath the table. ❛ we should take A WALK. i don’t want people scooping up pieces of your brain here. ❜

It was a day riddled with anxieties. Paperwork woes at work, sidestepping Paul’s piercing eyes at home, and Art’s daily concerned interrogations about her health to top it all off. It had become a cycle, broken here and there by Beth’s discoveries of more and more shit that was polluting her life. Doubtful she could even call it her life anymore. She buckled under it, the weight and the paranoia of what she knew and how much was left to do to keep herself and her newfound (for lack of a better term) family safe.

Her hands gripped the steering wheel in an attempt to stop them trembling, parking curbside a block down from Alison’s house. She pulled out her pink burner phone, selecting Alison’s name on the short contacts list within. She didn’t do this; Beth lived her life independently and checked in with Alison and Cosima only when there were updates. But today she just wanted to lose herself in something, anything normal. She could find comfort in Alison’s babbling for a couple hours. PTAs and remodelings and soccer practices. Yeah, she could do that. And maybe washed down with a couple of extra helpers she could get through the rest of the week.

“Hey, it’s me. I know your kids can’t be out of school yet. Wanna go to the range?” She watched Alison’s front door, gaze sweeping to the road ahead. “Before your neighborhood watch folks send a rent-a-cop after me for idling?”

The petite brunette practically leapt off of her couch when she heard a knock on the door and not at all surprisingly, the smug little smile on her lips only grew upon seeing Evan. “You know,” she closed the door behind him and reached for his hand, pulling him deeper into her home, “in the time it took you to get yourself over here, I could have already packed up and moved. You should probably work on that.” Her hands slipped into his coat, helping him shrug it off before tossing it onto a nearby end table. “A lot could happen while you’re driving.” She glanced up at him, gently brushing hair from his face. “You wouldn’t want to miss out on anything now, would you?” 

     “ ------ pretty sure your lover is cheating on you.”

    “ but that’s none of my business.”

impcrfectsx favorite writers!!

in a way this is a follow forever, but since i don’t follow like anyone (bc i’m weird), i’d thought i’d mention some of my favorite writers that i’m currently roleplaying with!! i’d recommend anyone to go plot with them!! so, here we go!!

My Tumblr Crushes:

ironpriincess

thedreamtellers

fckinghurricanes

helpsthings

hxtdiggitydxg

letagin

spctlessminds

theirstories