#my dad joined like 2 different cults while being drunk apparently

[conejossays]

When people ask me what is my religion and I simply don't know because...I don't know and they keep pressing but how come you don't know they say and then give me a list of religions and I'm like no I'm not any of those I don't know maybe I don't have any and then they say so you're an atheist and I reply no I'm not that either and then they bring up another list of things and I'm still like no I haven't ever heard of half of those tbh and they keep questioning so I just say my mother prays sometimes??? And they mention a religion and again it's definitely not that and that's her not me but I really don't know the difference so I just nod and they finally leave me alone

[fireflythecinnamonjollyrancher]

it’s time for ~a year in review~

JANUARY

ya bitch went to paris and became like good, like REALLY good friends with my current roommates!!! we got to see some really beautiful sights, do some STRANGE things like watch a french indie movie and get fucked up at a french gay party club in the basement of our hostel. i apparently shaved my head again (per the use lets be real)

FEBRUARY

accidentally started my Com capstone like a total moron but took it like a mf champ. got to party at a friends place and watch all of “dont hug me im scared”. made a friend try a grap for the first time (he was a sophomore in college). studied a lot with kelli -- and by studying i mean we mostly bullied each other. WENT TO SEE WATSKY with a super dope friend (sad we fell out of touch but she’s living her best life and im happy for her). also like got to meet george watsky uhm WHAT wild. bullied my college in the snow and also manically shoveled the walk. was a bootlicker for the college and dressed in a taco suit

MARCH

WOOF i got pretty fucked up for capstones cast party and this is where the beginning of the end was for some of my friendships. however, other friendships were being built so im grateful for that. ran lights for a really awesome slam poet. FOUND THE KEY THAT WAS MISSING FROM THE THEATRE (turns out it was Sab whoops). spent a lot of time with someone who is no longer a friend -- her choice, certainly not mine. went home for spring break and took so many pictures of my cat. got selected as stage manager for comedy of errors which was a nightmare of a production but certainly not the worst.

APRIL

became a vegetarian!!!! joined/started the flat earth cult because of comedy. helped randi film her weird videos, which was so much fun! the bat came back to the theatre and Basil and I both saw them. comedy of errors opened and it was intense and i really hated every second. ranted about being in a scene for directing, which means i’d been in it for a second. that shit sucked bros oh my god????? he was never on time, he was so disorganized and didn’t understand his own character. organized a dinner for the cast because they had missed a campus dinner for the show. celebrated my best friends birthday!!!! “I can read!” was on the news with two others for comedy. also presented my capstone research for academic showcase day (i still can’t believe people listened to me rant about birth order)

MAY

more videos! this one was zak bagel bites with again my best friends. was elected president for APO and i couldn’t be more grateful. did a research proposal with a friend and i cannot BELIEVE we’re still friends after it because we really could have killed each other. physically fought the MONSTER that is jess (didn’t actually, really should have). helped two friends fall in love on accident/purpose. was elected as KPY president (damn) and forcibly elected as parliamentarian for LPH. ended my junior year. started work immediately after going home for my dad. mostly answered phones, worked 7:30-5 every day for the whole summer yikes. managed to pass junior year with a 4.0!!!

JUNE

 learned a lil how to quote and did NOT enjoy it. went to PRIDE with my wife and bought my first ace flag. it was actually petrifying to buy and wear, but i have one now which is awesome. holy shit got my first tattoo!!! it has faded a bit now but still looked awesome. it was the beginning of an addiction. picked up an internship at my old theatre company and... deeply regretted it as it pushed my 12 hour days to almost 18 hours. literally fell in love with the music director. 

JULY

a random woman complimented me??? so that was fun. watched after my old band directors kids (they were a nightmare i literally never want kids). got to hike and do all that fun stuff. went to the local county fair

AUGUST

my mom admitted to loving brooke more than me on her birthday (fair). got a card from my office team to celebrate my 21st a lil early. went back for SENIOR YEAR BOYS. got drunk at an old friends place. did marching band. moved in with two of my BEST FRIENDS IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. took improv with friends which was lit. we even did a whole performance. met a new friend! my other roommate brought in a new kitten (which became a whole thing holy shit). used school sanctioned ipads to dick around. shaved my head againnnn. was sober at a party (woof why). got the drunkest i have ever been and puked everywhere and passed out on the stairs. have not ever reached that level again. also cracked my phone. fully assumed position as president of two clubs. started rhetoric (yucky) and theatre and diversity (also ick but for different reasons)

SEPTEMBER

became NOT sober literally the next day nice. started the MASH group i think??? which is like the only thing im proud of. it was around here. had to pick up a friend whos car broke down. went to pride in a local town with friends!!! that was fun. turned 21!! couldn’t celebrate bc school and stage management, but my two roommates still made sure i had a good time. marching band boys! we did a LONG ASS parade with my cute lil section. did mixers for KPY and APO! had our first football game. held a band rehearsal in the dark because the lights didn’t work which was funny and SO weird. walked to the trains with some really awesome friends. broke into the cemetery and stole a traffic cone and put it on a statue on campus bc mania. went to a friends musical career takeoff and ran her merch table bc the person who was supposed to run it showed up almost an hour late. someone showed up at the lib while i was closing with a friend asking for a place to stay. i hope hes good now. tried omegle again for whatever reason. tried to go to a local diner and was DENIED bc they went from 24 hours to closing at 10pm so i had a mental breakdown in my car at 2am in a McDonalds parking lot. FINALLY got to celebrate my birthday and go to the bars!!! well bar singular. but had a really good time even if those people aren’t really my friends any more

OCTOBER

homecoming boysssss!!!! also ace pride. worked the WORST thing I have ever had to operate in the chapel but the people were nice about it so i was kinda okay. also got to be a part of the dopest percussion show and ran lights and sound for it. rhetoric ended thank christ and i never want to talk about anti-war messages in MASH ever again. finally learned that my best friend has a partner and was ECSTATIC. worked a haunted house which literally sucked so hard but we made bank on it so im okay with it. were robbed (i still have suspicions who did it but ill keep my mouth shut). dressed up as a newsie for halloween, and my roommates and i all took pictures which was awesome. started my internship and movement and stage

NOVEMBER

LAST FOOTBALL GAME got drunk too often probably lol. got an impulse tattoo with my roommates. went to a soccer game. went to the trains drunk and also olive garden. did trauma training so i got to act hysterical (act?). did some KPY bonding. had a hella long saturday with a concert and everything. shot my shot and MISSED. did greek thanksgiving. played DD for someones birthday bc expired license. got my NEW license. had a horrible time driving to and from thanksgiving break. got to hang with my WIFE

DECEMBER

made it home somehow?? did box office for the children’s show as well as publicity which was a lot of work tbh. went on a double date with my roommates and their partner. did the filming for the college christmas card. had an awesome party at our place and i regret nothing. celebrated the moving out of our 4th roommate. worked my last gig at the museum. managed to scrape by again with a 4.0. threw a great party at my place for like 5 days straight (jesus christ). did a horrible puzzle. tried an edible (suffered for it). hiked in the mountains a lil. caught up with high school friends by drinking which was AWESOME. saw Frozen 2. went out with my fam bam. had a great christmas. also threw a new years party (what??? that just got over) and felt like a pretty good hostess (i just provided alcohol lol but it worked) and got to catch up with some great great awesome friends and keep people safe and off the roads for new years. 

all in all a damn good year. its crazy how quickly things change, but im grateful for the place that i am in. can’t wait to graduate this year and see what happens next!!!

[fanficsforheartandsoul]

A Familiar Name | Seed Siblings x Fem!Reader

Hello! 

Welcome back to part 2 of The Letters Series! I hope you enjoy this as well :) The characters might be a little OOC but please consider that this is from the Seeds siblings point of view and I don’t really know a lot about them...

Attention!

Faith’s letter and the story around it is divided into two parts because I wanted to write a little more detailed. But I still hope you like it ;P

Part I

Warnings: Mention of Drug Abuse, Drug Addiction, Swearing

Summary: Faith reads part of her letter and comes across a familiar name. To find out more she has to visit the youngest brother of the Seed siblings...

The statue of the father seemed to glow in the light of the sun setting and a small smile appeared on her lips. Faith sat on one of the cliffs before the statue with her personal copy of Joseph’s Word in her hands. The deputy hadn’t shown up in the Henbane River region yet and her followers were still focused on their mission. She was relieved. Their thoughts shouldn’t be poisoned with the lies of the young police officer and his friends. The mission was the only thing they should think about. The collapse would come soon and they couldn’t risk being distracted. Unfortunately, she was at the moment. The blue envelope, which Faith only wanted to use as a bookmark, somehow made its way, into her hands. She was curious and that got the best of her. She looked over her shoulder. No one was near. She opened the envelope carefully…

The envelope contained three folded papers and an old Polaroid photo. Faith inspected the picture first. A young woman, probably even younger than her smiled into the camera, holding a diploma. The woman had remarkable h/c colored hair and her smile was so wide and full of joy, Faith could only imagine how happy she must have been. On the back of the photo was a name and a place written. Y/N L/N Montana State University. “So that’s what you look like.”  The youngest of the Seed family smiled a little. She could totally see Joseph and Y/N in a relationship, and if they really had been she knew why. That woman was beautiful.

She unfolded the first paper, it was a copy of a diploma. “Master of Fine Arts, huh. Impressive!” Faith hummed in acknowledgment. “So, Joseph knows an artist.” She put the paper away and turned to the actual letter. It consisted of two slightly yellow letter paper, which gave away a faint but still memorable scent. “Did she smoke?” The youngest herald of Eden’s Gate frowned. Sniffing once again she scowled in disgust. "She's so young! How can she do this? Smoking is a sin! Maybe that's the reason why Joseph...” She didn't finish this thought.

Faith took a deep breath. “Come on, I wanna know who Y/N is! I will change the deputy but for that, I need a chance!” Then she unfolded the letter. She found the beginning immediately and her lips formed into a grin when she saw the little doodles at the edge of the sheet. “Okay, here we go.” And she started reading.

3rd of August

Dear Dad,

Guess who graduated at the University in Bozeman! Yup, it’s me! I’m finally free! No more drunk freshmen in the dormitory, no more essays, which I have to write overnight, and no more FUCKING 8 a.m classes!!! I’m so happy! 

Cross that out, it’s not really true. I mean yeah, I am happy but it would’ve been so much better if you were there, Daddy. I know you couldn’t but I just think what would have been if you had been there. If you would have been home. With Mom. Maybe then she would have come...

You know, I expected that my graduation would be celebrated with both of you but unfortunately, none of you were there... You're probably asking yourself why Mum wasn't able to attend the ceremony and you have the right to know... She's currently at the rehab center in the next town. She relapsed.

Fuck, I really thought she got better. The last time she took some pills and shot up some heroin was years ago. And then I'm away from home for a semester and suddenly she's addicted again, like what the hell? What happened? Why??? 

Tomorrow starts the fifth week of her stay in the center. Since she got admitted I can’t really sleep. Every night I convince myself tomorrow will be different, but it never is. She’s still addicted and I just can’t handle the fact that it is probably my fault that she relapsed. If I haven’t decided to stay in the dorm for the last semester maybe she wouldn’t have shot up 

And now; the worst news... The bill of her stay is bigger than I expected. And with my student bills... We're in trouble, Dad. God, I fucking hate it.

When I visited her yesterday she didn't even talk to me. Apparently, she doesn't talk at all. It's the fucking Center I swear. I just hate Estherwoods.

Faith stopped reading. Her breathing also did for a few seconds. Suddenly her hands started shaking and she had to put the letter down. She knew the rehabilitation center Y/N was writing about. Institute Estherwoods. Oh, dear Lord. Memories crashed down on her and she began to feel slightly dizzy. Taking deep breaths the youngest Seed tried to calm down.

A shout in the distance caused her to spin around in caution. She sighed in relief when she saw that the calling one was only a VIP member of the cult and not one of her brothers or even the deputy and his pack. "Faith. We have a problem..." The herald of the Henbane River region frowned. With one swift movement, she stood up and hid the letter and Joseph’s word behind her back. "What is the matter?" The red-haired woman scowled. "The deputy was seen near Lorna's Truck Stop. He killed a few of our people and then made a run for it." Faith sighed and then took a bliss flower from her flower crown on her head. "I will take care of him. I want you to do something for me meanwhile." The VIP nodded in excitement and blushed a little when the siren put the white flower in her hair. "Whatever it is, I'll do it." Faith smiled lovingly. "I need you to contact Nancy from the Hope County Sheriff's Department." The woman narrowed her eyebrows. "O-Okay... And why?" The Herald took a deep breath. "I want her to contact the Estherwoods Institute in Jacksonville. I'm looking for a woman with the last name L/N."

 A few days went by and Faith couldn't even think once about Y/N or her mother. And that only because the deputy was a huge pain in the ass. Even though he seemed to be making a step in the right direction when he had jumped from the father statue without fear, he appeared to have forgotten her story and decided to hurt her and Project Eden's Gate even more. He destroyed her outposts and killed dozens of members and she couldn't do anything about it. She was expecting Joseph to call her in anger but when she finally heard her radio station crackle while she was in her bunker, the person on the other end wasn't her brother. "Faith Seed?" It was an unknown male voice. "Who is there?", she asked with distrust in her voice. "I am Derek from the Hope County Sheriff's Department. I have some information about the woman you're looking for."

She remained silent for a while. "What about Nancy?" Derek answered shortly after. "She had to flee. After the disappearance of Sheriff Whitehorse hell went loose. The FBI came and started snooping around. Her cover would've been blown up soon, so she deserted. I'm her replacement." Faith sat down and smoothed her dress. An actual surprise could be seen on her face. She didn't think that people actually cared about the deputies and the Sheriff that much. Well, sometimes she was just too naive.

"Okay, tell me about the woman." A short silence followed then Derek started to tell her everything he knew. "So the woman you're looking for was a patient in Estherwoods for a few years. Her full name is Eliza L/N and she was in therapy for abusing various drugs like heroin, cocaine and also for her smoke addiction. She was depressed and self-harm endangered. She went to various therapy sessions but apparently never got fully clean. The last records about her are from 2012 when she was admitted after a suicide attempt." Faith tried to listen attentively but memories of her past started to haunt her and she heard whispers and shouts and her breathing began to become ragged.

"Are you still listening?", asked Derek after a while and his calm voice was like an anchor in the storming sea of her thoughts. "C...Could you repeat your last words?" The man on the other side of the line seemed to realize that something was wrong with her but he didn't ask her about it. "I said I contacted the appropriate authorities and apparently Ms. L/N still lives in the same house." This pricked up Faith's ears. "And she lives where?" She didn't know Derek but she could imagine him smirking when he said: "In Hope County."

Without wasting time Faith started to get up. Her legs still felt wobbly but she didn't care. Derek told her the exact address and she almost laughed and cried at the same time when she found out where the woman lived. Or used to live. She didn't actually know if the former was still the case. Eliza's house was in Holland Valley, really really close to John's farm. So it was possible that she joined the Project. Or got killed while resisting. She didn't want to accept that possibility yet, she wanted to confirm it. Eliza must know something about Y/N and Joseph and somehow Faith also felt connected to the woman. Both of them stayed in Estherwoods.

The young woman rushed to her room, grabbed the blue envelope and its content from her nightstand and then hurried out of her bunker. On her way, she lost her flower crown but she didn't care. Faith hasn't felt so excited and nervous at the same time since Joseph chose her to be Faith. As soon as the sun hit her face she started looking for a truck. She hasn’t driven for years but who cared. She had seen how some of her members are driving so it wouldn’t attract that much attention. «Truth, you can’t hide. I’m coming for you!»

 On her way to her brother’s farm, she used the radio to contact him. «John?» It was silent for a while. Then the radio crackled and she could hear the smooth voice of her older brother. «Heey, if this isn’t the siren.» She rolled her eyes when she heard her nickname. «Guess who already got a clue about Y/N!» She could imagine his shocked face but instead of a surprised answer, she got an evil laugh. «Well, you’re not the only one! I’m gonna win and the deputy will atone because of me!» Now she was the one who was surprised. «What did you find out?», she asked with disbelief. «Not gonna tell you! And I need to leave now, I’m busy with someo- something.» «Wait, John, I-« «Goodbye!»

The radio turned silent. Faith breathed out a frustrated sigh and let her head hang low. I couldn’t even tell him that I’m coming to his ranch. An angry honk got her attention and she shot upright to fix her eyes on the street again. «Asshole!», shouted somebody and she let out a shaky breath. «I need to concentrate now. I-I’m still driving…» And with that, her journey to John’s ranch continued.

 When she arrived she didn’t expect to see twenty cult members just standing there on John’s veranda. With furrowed brows, she stepped out of the truck and let her eyes wander over the farm. There were some really big bullet holes in the wooden walls and the ground was covered in craters as if somebody had played with explosives. She walked up to the crowd of cult members but they didn’t seem to notice her. «I think he’s done now.» «No, no. I bet he has just begun!» She frowned. What was going on? But she found out as soon as she asked herself that. «I will squeeze every sin out of you and I won’t stop until you atone! And when you do, you will pay for everything you did to Eden’s Gate! You will rebuild my fucking sign piece by piece and Deputy, my friend, I will make sure that you claw out every single bullet in my walls with your fingers until they bleed!»

Oh. Now she understood. Her brother’s voice was so loud and full of anger he could be heard from outside. Even though he probably was in his office in the back of the house. «The deputy will be a goner once John gets him…», whispered a female VIP and the others nodded. A sort of pitiful silence fell on them. It lasted until loud footsteps were heard from inside the house and the crowd started to panic, right when Faith opened her mouth to ask them something. «Out of the way!», whisper-shouted a brown-haired man and all of them scurried off the veranda and started to act like they were busy.

Exactly at that moment, the front door opened and her brother walked out. Oh, boy. Oh, boy… John looked angry. No, that was an understatement. He looked like he was about to strangle someone with his belt. His eyes had a ferocity in them that made her take a step back. She had met people with the same gaze. And she knew how careful she had to be now. «H-Hey, John.» Faith cursed silently for stuttering. «What are you doing here?», asked the lawyer with malice in his voice, his breathing still audible from screaming so loud earlier. «I wanted to ask you something… Something involving Y/N L/N.»

Her name must have been a trigger for him because John started to calm down and his furrowed brows allayed and were now lifted in curiosity. «What is it?» Faith took a deep breath and fidgeted with her dress. Maybe I shouldn’t tell him. He could take an advantage from it… She shook her head. No, she would ask him anyway. She came this far so she wouldn’t just back down. «A woman lived really close to your ranch. Her name was Eliza L/N…» She didn’t say anything else and neither did her brother. He just scrutinized her and then turned around and went back inside without saying a word. What…? The herald of the Henbane River region just stood there dumbfounded. «Uh… Okay? That was… an informative talk.»

A few moments later came John back, in his hands five big files. «Here.» He just said and gave them to her. Faith blinked a few times. «T-Thank you…?» Her brother folded his arms in front of his chest. «These are all of the files I got when we came here and I started to purchase land. They contain information about all house owners in Holland Valley.» A surprised gasp escaped her lips. «Seriously?!» John nodded. «Will they tell me something about Eliza?» He just shrugged his shoulders. «I don’t know.» Frustration started to build up in her. «Then how are these files gonna help me?!» The annoyance clearly audible in her voice. «Just read them. And now please excuse me. I have a date with a certain someone.» Faith looked at him in bewilderment. She wanted to respond but before she could her brother turned around and slammed the door behind himself. 

Asshole was the first thought which came to her mind. A long sigh escaped her lips. “Seriously? You could’ve at least let me read them inside...” Instead of sitting in one of the chairs on John's veranda she decided to read the files in her truck. She decided so out of pure stubbornness. First, she thought he wanted to help but he clearly just wanted her out of his way. Walking down the stairs and back to the vehicle, she heard some of the cult members talk. "The deputy got some balls showing up here with that airplane he stole from John a few weeks ago!" "I'm pretty sure he's suicidal... Did you see John's expression when he walked out? I almost shit my pants... He’s so gonna kill him!" So that’s what happened. The deputy attacked the ranch! 

A wave of concern for John washed over her and she felt bad for insulting him in her head. Since the Police got involved with them all of her brothers seemed to be nervous and edgy. Faith could understand why. The deputy and his companions brought hell over Hope County and threatened the success of their mission. 

Stil feeling slightly bad for her too fast judging she entered her truck on the driver’s side and relaxed for a second. “I’m gonna find Y/N’s mother and then she’ll tell me about Joseph and Y/N!” Determination glistened in her blue eyes and she opened the first file. She started reading...

Many, many, many contracts, ownership, and other papers later she finally found something interesting. The L/N family owned two pieces of land. One in Holland Valley and one at the border of the Whitetail Mountains. The one in John’s region was a farm. The other was a small house. Even though she already had a feeling that she would be more successful with the later, she decided to visit the farm first. She looked up and wanted to start the motor of the truck when she realized that the sun was already setting. She has been reading for hours! To emphasize this, a loud yawn escaped her lips. Faith sighed. It will take a long time to drive back to her bunker. She let her head hang low and in frustration, she banged her forehead against the steering wheel. “Uuuugh, why is it always me?!”

A knock on her car window almost made her scream. The herald of the Henbane River region turned her head and her eyes fell on John. He wore that stupid coat which he ordered online with Joseph’s credit card and in his hands were two cups. Her eyes widened slightly. A smile crept on her lips and she let the truck window down. “How can I help you, Baptist?” Her brother raised an eyebrow when he heard her slightly mocking tone. “Just open the door already and move over!”” She followed his request and scooted over on the passenger seat. John sat in the driver’s seat and handed her the cup. “Thank you”, she spoke softly. The aromatic smell of coffee spread in the truck and both of them drank their drinks in a comfortable silence. 

It was weird how John’s behavior changed so fast but it has always been like that. She couldn’t remember the lawyer otherwise. When she first met him and Joseph introduced him as her new brother she had just turned 18. John was 26 years old at that time and “busy” with his job to buy more land from the people in Hope County without making Eden’s Gate suspicious. He told Joseph that in response when the father asked him to show her around in Holland Valley. It was a big fat lie. She had known that. Faith wasn’t blind and she was able to see past his stupid excuses and eventually she had found out about his and Holly's relationship. She was quite in shock. How could he do something sinful like that? She had asked herself and a mix of disgust and disappointment for him started to form in her heart. But when she found out about his parents' cruel methods of atonement these feelings disappeared. And when John suddenly turned up at her doorstep of the Jessop Conservatory blood all over his chest with the word Sloth carved in his skin and the expression of pure peace on his face and the words "I welcome you in our family" on his lips, Faith knew he was a split soul. This evening he had been peaceful and happy and they talked almost all night long about her time as an addict, her rehabilitation in Estherwoods and many things more. But as soon as he had left her house he turned into the sadistic man that he created himself, once again. Occasionally he let her see the loving John and at these moments she felt truly like he was her real brother.

One of these moments was now. Sitting in her truck, drinking coffee together. "You shouldn't go home at this hour. It's late and you might encounter a bear." Faith didn't expect him to break the silence so she was surprised when he did. His words made her chuckle. "I'm not walking home, John." He clicked his tongue in annoyance. "I know. But these animals are crazy! Once a brown bear attacked my plane. While I was in it!" She couldn't stop herself from bursting out in giggles. His rambling was just too goofy for him. "How would a bear be able to attack you in your plane??" He was in a huff. "I was still on the ground!" When he shot her an angry glare she held her hands up in defeat. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'm not gonna laugh anymore." He just nodded and stared out of the window. She calmed down and once again it was silent in the car

After a while, he asked: "Are you okay?" She raised an eyebrow and looked at him confused. "I mean with this whole Eliza L/N stuff. She was in Estherwoods... Do you know that?" Realisation hit her and she started fiddling with her sleeves. "Yeah, I know... I didn't expect to hear that name again but I guess that was naive of me." Once again her mind drifted towards the memories she tried to forget. The long corridors, the white walls of her room that were once stained with her friend's blood. The syringes. The screams, sleepless nights, Dr. Lester's evil grin when he stepped into her room and-

“-ey! Faith, are you okay?!” She snapped out of her thoughts and realized that she was crying. Tears flowed down her cheeks and she got a hiccup. John had grabbed her by the shoulder. “Hey... It’s alright...”, he spoke softly. He placed his cup behind the steering wheel and then engulfed her in a big brotherly hug. Faith's tears soaked his coat but John didn’t seem to mind. Her hands held onto him like he was a lifebelt and at the edge of her thoughts, she knew that her fingernails probably damaged the leather of the designer clothing. The herald of Holland Valley started to hum a song and she tried to concentrate on his steady heartbeat and the rumble in his chest when he hummed. She soon recognized the song and her lips formed a weak smile. 

Help me Faith, help me Faith, shield me from sorrow, from fear of tomorrow. Help me Faith, help me Faith, shield me from sadness, from worry and madness... Lead me to the bliss.

Her breathing started to become normal again and the tears stopped flowing. She was still hiccuping but besides that, she calmed down. She felt still a little shaky but mostly because she was embarrassed. John hasn’t seen her crying in years and now she clung to him like a little kid. But the lawyer didn’t seem to mind. He still hummed her song and stroke her hair to comfort her. It looked like he didn’t know that she had calmed down. But she didn’t want to destroy the moment so she kept her mouth shut and just relaxed in his arms. The familiar scent of John’s cologne surrounded her and the feeling of safety made her realize how tired she was. Soon - without her wanting it - her eyes fell shut and she drifted to sleep.

“Please leave me alone! I already did what you wanted!” Her desperate shouts were ignored. The man stepped closer to her. “But my dear Rachel, you didn’t make Archie happy. And you know what that means...” She couldn’t make out his approaching figure because her vision got blurry from her tears. “P-Please dont’.... I-I n...no more drugs, please! I will make Archie happy, I will! I promise!” His shadow loomed over her. “You’re too late, Rachel.” “No, please, no! Don't hurt m- AAAAGGGHHH!!"