#violentvenge

      she still has the towel wrapped around her body from the shower she took half an hour ago. feet carry her between the bathroom and bedroom, looking in every spot she can think to look. where had she misplaced it? “ hey, fran? “ she calls out, standing in the doorway of the bathroom once and for all. “ have you seen my curling iron? i know i had it in the bathroom yesterday. they don’t just get up and walk away. “ 

      lips part, trying to force herself to say the words on the tip of her tongue. they’ve been on her mind for days, since all of this mess happened but she just can’t bring herself to say them. she loves him, that much is obvious. “ hey, fran? ” she calls over her shoulder, not daring to turn towards him. “ maybe this is where we should just part ways. “ tears glisten in her eyes and she finally turns around. “ i just keep ruining your life. “