life is tragedy

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“Beth these are herbivores, they can’t harm you” Phoebe exclaimed, motioning to the dinosaurs behind her. They were currently in the valley on a hike and while the normal tourist would be in a gyrosphere, Phoebe liked to be a little more adventurous. “They only eat plants and their super friendly. I promise!”

she  can  understand  how  difficult  that  must  be,     &      she  hates  the  idea  of  payton  trying  to  go  through  that  alone.       losing  someone,       no  matter  what  way  it  happens,      is  never  easy.      she  had  lost  her  mother  years  ago     &     still  faces  that  struggle.       she  can’t  imagine  going  through  that  with  someone  who  is  technically  still  here  but  seemingly  so  unobtainable,       especially  now  that      (    she  only  assumes    )     payton  must  be  scared  of  him.         ❛    —–    you  can  stay  at  my  house  sometime,      if  you  want.       maybe  it’s  not  the  best  place  to  be,    but,…     my  dad  isn’t  around  often  anyway.       if  you  need  a  chance  to  get  out,    i  really  don’t  mind.    ❜

   she was certain she could never return to her house, where she had laid with jake ; where she had trusted a killer. everything would remind her of who they had let into their lives and homes and hearts. for him to turn around and strike them down for his own game, some pitiful scheme with a woman who deserved worse than death. they had ruined everyone’s lives and nothing seemed like punishment enough.

‘ thank you ’ she smiled gently when she offered her place. ‘ is it hard being there? with the memories? ’ she questioned, tugging her knees in and perching her chin on her boney knee cap. the girl must have found it hard, balancing mourning her brother despite him not being dead but still having to hate him for everything he did. he put her life in danger to balance his sick life but she was sure that it wasn’t all hate in payton’s heart for him like it was in brookes. brooke knew because she was sure she would still love her dad, no matter what he did. after all, it had been her father who left jake vulnerable that night and she still came back.

is it hard? no, it's not hard. it's nearly impossible. life had been hard enough in the months after pipers death; ptsd affecting everyone, but at least she'd had her brother. at least she hadn't been an outcast. at least then she'd had hope for the future, now she's just in constant despair. everything is hard and different and nothing seems to make sense. the memories haunt her in every room, and she still doesnt dare look into kierans room. she and tina need to clear out his stuff, because he's not coming back, but she's far too scared to go in there. she can't face the truth.

There’s sympathy etched onto Beau’s facial features as the younger woman lets out a sentence filled with instant regret. She had a point though,again. A soft sigh escaped his lips before his head shakes side to side. “No, it won’t.” He corrects her, a slight pause in his speech before he continues. “Because we’re stronger than him. We’re not murderers, babe. We’re nothing like him and we never will be.” At least…She wouldn’t ….Beau on the hand…he definitely had the potential and it terrified him to the core. “Help, what else?” His head shook again as another sigh passed his lips. “He knows I have connections…know I could probably get him an insanity plea…I know he’s not doing well in there but god damn it, he deserves what he gets.”

me: finally drops some fluff after 363738 years of angst

partner: oh my god that's so cute they're so happy aw c':

me: ok....ok....but get this