@munsonmatriarch asked: "i'm not lying. cross my heart." (for helena)
a side-eye was spared for her dear friend elizabeth as she pressed the cigarette butt into the amber tray. chapped lips pursed as piercing blue eyes fell on her friend once again. she chewed on the inside of the lip as if she was trying her hardest not to let the actual words she was thinking slip from her tongue. she looked around the trailer, wondering if henry or even judith was around to provide some sort of distraction.
no one was around and she couldn't keep it to herself any longer. another cigarette was pulled from the box and placed between her lips, not lighting it yet.
" when are you gonna stop protectin' that man ? " helena asked, lighting the cigarette and taking the longest drag she could muster. " the kids know what kind of man he is... " a wheezy cough before she continued, her gaze fixated on the worn laminate counter top.
" you need to stop pretendin' he cares about you and the kids. "
