Sam...Sam's gone. So is Caden.
I fucking
hate this place right now. Sam goes back to a place where I'm dead and he only knows me as a bitch who stabbed in him in the back, and Caden goes back to...I don't know. I hate that my daughter has to grow up without her father and her brother. I hate that if Sam probably ever does show up here again, that he probably won't know her, and will likely want nothing to do with her, since I'm her mother. I hate that he won't remember everything we meant to each other, and the family and life we built together. I'm not going to mean anything to him. I'm just going to be something that he has to kill, because I'm "evil". I hate not knowing what my son goes back to, and that's he's never going to know me, his father, or his sister.
I can't be in this apartment right now. There's too much of them both here, even though all their things are gone. I don't
want to be in this apartment. I don't think I can
ever go back here.
I just want to be with my daughter.
And I, really, really,
really want to stab something right now. Though throwing and likely breaking everything in my kitchen seemed to work for right now.
[ooc: takes place a couple of hours after this thread. Ruby came home to find Sam and Caden both gone.]