Re: Shadowcrest: Sam & Louis
Having hope for other people was easy, yeah? For herself, not so much, but for other people. Louis would get past this shit, and he'd find someone, and he'd live happily fucking ever after. Someone had to, yeah? Their entire family couldn't be cursed to shit. Even without specifics, she somehow knew that everything sucked, and that had to turn around. There had to be some way, some how to make that shit all turn around.
"No one has any fucking reason to be jealous!" She said it too loud, yeah? Teeth on edge, and like she was tired of that fucking fight. And she was. She was tired of it, and she was tired of figuring this shit out. Where to live. Where to work. She'd done this shit before, yeah? After Neil left, and she'd gone off the grid as a result of the same shit she was feeling now. Pressure, hounded, and like she couldn't make a clean start without taking shit from people. She'd ended up in the carnival door the last time, but she didn't want to go back there now. She wanted more than some fucking caravan, but it was hard to get anything when you'd spent three years depending on someone else for everything. Some kind of fucked up cyclical shit, and she shook her head about Meredith, belated. "I said leave Meredith alone or whatever," she reminded him.
She just smiled at his offer to help her find a place, because there it was again, yeah? Help, and she didn't want to need help. She rustled his curls, and she stepped out of his circle of weird fucking marks on the ground. "You tell her to be good to you, yeah? Make sure Neil doesn't drink." She pulled the blanket tighter, making it hella obvious she was taking it with her, and then she left the basement and her brother behind.