After a moment of two, Taylor emerged from the bathroom, all the blood washed off their hands. Fixing a smile, they looked down at her, “Sorry. Won’t happen again, I promise.” Lies. It would happen again. They knew it. It was never long before their other form took over. And they didn’t want to imagine what would happen when it did. Hopefully Liberty wouldn’t be around..,
❛as long as thou PROMISES. ❜
she still labelled herself as uncertain. worried being an UNDERSTATEMENT. && she backed from the wall. pulling herself to her feet and dusting off laced skirts.