InsaneJournal

When the big red haired guy came to get her, he filled her in on the minor, stupid shit. Satan had left for a long while, God was no longer around, most of the band was no longer there, but none of that mattered to her. He wasn't saying anything about why Nathan didn't remember her. It was clear that HE remembered her, though, speaking in a gruff, friendly tone to her that she was used to, telling her who had come and gone in the time that she'd been away, back in her own stupid reality.

None of that fucking mattered. Nathan forgot her. It was brutal. All she even cared about in this reality was blown apart with that. She immediately sunk into a deep Celebrity Depression of epic proportions and went silent. Once back in Mordhaus, she walked straight to her bedroom, and closed the door behind her. She slipped out of her heels and burrowed under the covers, tugging the blankets over her head as she curled up and held back from crying.

Killer jumped up onto the bed, and she let the cat come into the blanket cave, and pulled her pet close to her, petting him as she sniffled.

Stupid vortex.