#i'm going through it tonight so the angst is in full e ffect

[all-cursed]

❛ just let me go in peace for once in my damn life. ❜ - @poetrot​, previously @gnslingr (Doc Holliday)

      it would be a lie if waverly were to say that doc’s words didn’t s t i n g. she knew many things about john henry holliday, and the knowledge that he was a flighty creature at his core, always itching for FREEDOM, had always weighed heavily in its hidden corner in her heart. even so, she had hoped that maybe, just maybe, things would be different this time. how foolish of her.

      to his credit, he hadn’t p u s h e d her away, despite the fact she had reached for his hand (missed, and now loosely grasped his forearm, but still). but the way he stood stock still, refusing to make eye contact, and the INTENSITY behind his words were enough to cause waverly to step back, finally letting go of him. breaking contact with him HURT, the fear that this would be the last time she would ever see him lingering.

      “fine.” tears were STINGING at the corners of her eyes and she w i p e d them away in frustration, an exasperated sound between a huff and a groan escaping her despite her best intentions. “you--you know what? fine! go! run away. SO sorry for screwing up your... your inner zen or whatever by trying to force you to stay.”

      unable to b i t e back her tears anymore, waverly turned and walked away as quickly as she could, ending up two rooms away in the sheriff’s office and collapsing on the old sofa there, drawing her knees up to her chest and burying her face in her arms.