#m:gabriel

Gabriel looks over at her, thinks he needs to make her some food, thinks he would do anything to see those dark shadows under her eyes fade. Cause he knows those dark shadows well, they sit beneath his own eyes betraying the words that come out of his mouth every day.

He should go to work. There are bills to pay, those constant hungry wolves clawing at the door, desperate to tear at his flesh, asking for things he doesn’t have to give.

But he can give her this, its more important than the bills and the job and everything in this whole fucking planet as far as he is concerned.

Walking over he puts his arms around her thin shoulders, tries to transfer all of his strength in her.

I will come back from the dead for you.

The days drag, a litany of stumbling out of bed, forcing himself to work. On and on it never ends. And he feels like hes 

faltering laying himself on an alter of sacrifice

as though maybe if he gave that one last inch of skin 

he’d remember how to smile again.

they dont teach you about the grey in school. the way it surrounds and cocoons you to where the deadness becomes comfortable

and that what he is hollow eyes, dark circles beneath, dead dead, sunken cheeks

but he sees aviana come in and for the first time in

so very very long

fluttering

life

it blooms so hesitantly, painful in its emotion, painful in its rawness

its under his breath

Usually, Gabriel can deal with this, with the way Luce pulls away from him, tries to distance herself from him. But lately the days are dragging on for him, either he can’t sleep, or he can’t get out of bed, everything or nothing, everything or nothing thats leaking over into the rest of his life. So when she comes in the room, that feeling of detachment grates at him, leaving him cold.

{ txt }: you’re right it was, and i dont know, do you need me to put together some ikea furniture kat, cause i will break it

{ txt }: since when have i ever been forced to do anything

{ txt }: i didnt mean it that way kat, im just trying to give you what you wanted. I don’t want you regretting seeing me, i want to see you, always do

{ txt }: kat----

{ txt }: we cant just---