Lightning flashed repeatedly lighting up the room briefly yet the thunder did not come silence was all that remained. Mae with opened eyes leaking her emotions, she stared at Bea still sniffling lightly while panting trying to catch her breath. Bea glared up into her friend’s eyes she couldn't tell it was just the angle or the way that light was reflecting off of them but they were glowing a light reddish blue color it was so beautiful. She continued gazing up at Mae seeing nothing but worry and concern in her eyes that dripped liquid pain onto her it made her feel so much better, and yet at the same time so much worse.
"Beabea!"
~thaaaaaaammmmmph~
Thunder suddenly broke out roaring loudly it was especially audible for them because of the shattered window in Bea's bedroom glass was on the floor shining in the moonlight not surprisingly a little rain had managed to get in as well staining the carpet.
"P-pl-please Bea! I... I don't know... I don't know what's wrong... b-but I know I don't want to lose you..." Mae stuttered weakly as a vision of her standing over her grandfather's tombstone suddenly flashed in her mind as did the pain from the loss echoed along with it. Bea's chin crinkled as she sniffled snorting snot she'd been crying a lot lately her eyes were extremely raw and that wasn't no make up.
Silence continued a while longer mixed in with quick bouts of thunder and brief outbursts of rainfall. Mae and Bea did not break eye contact not for a single second. Mae was holding herself up with her arms stretched out and her paws shoved into the bed next to both sides of Bea's head. Mae had her legs pinning Bea down she wasn't sure she could trust her yet.
"M-Mae.... I-I... I don't know what to do anymore....." Bea finally after a few minutes found the courage to speak up her voice sounding weak trembling even. Mae stared at her friend hearing her sounding so defeated the life drained from her. "I just can't do it anymore... I can't keep, I... I just can't keep, keeping on! Yesterday..... y-yesterday my dad died...." Bea choked out causing Mae's eyes to widened her pupils shaking as thoughts of her own father suddenly rushed throughout her mind they faded quickly but the empty pit in her stomach was there to stay.
"I thought... I thought for a while there, that my dad might've been getting better ya know..... b-but the other night I came home from work an-and I saw him passed out on the couch in a drunken stupor. It was only the second time this week that he'd done this, though I've come to expect by now he used to do it much more frequently. I didn't think nothing of it and I just went to bed I was so tired. I woke up the next morning and he hadn't moved once I went to try and wake him and that's when I knew.... I knew that I'd went to sleep and my father was lying on the couch puke and blood gushing out of his mouth he had drowned himself in alcohol... I stood there for forty five minutes before calling, I just couldn't bring myself to move, I just... couldn't... I just... can't... anymore...." Bea spoke her voice lifeless empty devoid of emotion.
Mae's mouth hung agape as she slowly raised a paw covering her mouth her eyes flooded once more. Mae weakly moved off from on top of Bea she sat down on the edge of the bed sitting directly beside of Bea who continued laying back unmoving in silence. "Bea.... I-I... I'm..." Mae uttered softly her paws resting on her knees she couldn't manage to continue unsure of what to say too afraid to say something wrong like she had done so many times in the past.
Bea felt lifeless like she had already died and gone to hell. She lied in bed staring up to the ceiling fan that spun ever so slowly with one blade still firmly attached spinning around while two others merely flailed about barely hanging on. Bea hearing Mae's light sobbing glanced over to her friend who'd just stopped her from killing herself. The young croc still wasn't sure how to deal with what Mae had done, she didn't know how to feel anymore. Bea's eyes widened a bit at seeing several cuts and a bit of blood coming from the back of Mae's shirt shrapnel from bits of the fan falling must have embedded itself into Mae's back.
Bea looked further to her left seeing a small pool of blood where Mae had been pressing her paw into the sheets. Bea also noticed the 45 laying a few inches away. Bea's sight focused on it fixed to the weapon for a minute before she bolted sitting straight up, looking like a mummy rising from the dead for a moment. Bea raised a cigarette she had handy in her front pocket her hand shaking a bit she wasn't sure why though.
"M-Mae... are you okay?" Bea asked a bit ironically as she reached into her pocket for her lighter. Mae sluggishly turned her head glaring at Bea a bit of anger welling up from inside of her when she suddenly broke out into a chuckle. "Am... am I okay?" Mae repeated blankly as Bea lit up a cigarette inhaling deeply. A moment later before Bea could even attempt to exhale Mae had raised a paw up quickly slapping her in the face as hard as she could manage. Her brutal smack sent the lit cigarette flying to the other side of the room and it sent Bea tumbling into the floor.
Mae stood up with her limp leg as she held her right arm it had gone a bit numb on her she assumed from the bleed having noticed her shirt was wet with blood. "AM I OKAY!!!!!???" Mae screamed as loud as she could before falling dropping to her knees tears continuing to flow like the rain. Bea stared wide eyed at Mae while rubbing her sore cheek it was throbbing a bit from where she'd been struck. "You.... ass...!" The two of them moaned out in unison.
"Bea.... I'm..... I... Bea I'm your friend! Why... w-why didn't you come to me?" Mae begged as she weakly fell onto her butt leaning against the bed her back suddenly ached as she groaned in pain. Bea sat up leaning forward before sighing loudly smoke blew out of her mouth. "...I... I don't know... I don't Mae... I'm... I'm sorry..." Bea mumbled softly.
"NO!!!!!" Mae yelled once more her voice straining a bit at this point as she breathed heavily. Bea continued staring at her friend a bit shocked by her sudden outburst. "I'm sorry Bea... I'm... I'm so sorry! I liked your dad... I... I'm s-so-sorry!" Mae spoke apologetically as her vision blurred and doubled distorting unexpectedly. Mae coughed repeatedly rather harshly as she slowly fell over sliding down the side of the bed laying on her side across the floor as a line of blood ran from her mouth. Bea gasped as she quickly crawled over toward Mae who's eyes were dropping closed she fought to keep them open.
Mae watched as Bea motioned toward her. A darkness swarmed behind Bea, Mae noticed the pitch black blur forming behind her friend as her consciousness faded. A deep red pair of glowing eyes peered into the bedroom from the darkened hallway.
~rumble rumble crrreeeeek, beep~
A strange beeping sound could be heard on the third floor of the apartment building as Bea suddenly rushed out of her apartment cradling Mae in her arms. "Geez Mae what happened to my freakin door?" Bea questioned with a little chuckle as she glanced down to her friend who was a bit pale in the face this made Bea gulp a bit heavily. She dashed down the hallway her eyes met with utter surprise at seeing that the elevator doors were already opened for her.
A minute later Bea ran out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened wide enough for her to get through. Flashing blue and red lights were visible through the hazy glass windows in the lobby as Bea ran for the exit. "Mae you... you really need to go on a diet..." Bea joked half heartedly trying to distract herself as she felt the warm blood of her friend soaking through her shirt. Stepping outside into the rain she was met with a cop car and what luck an ambulance they were here checking in on the report of a gun shot sounding off in the building.
The cop suddenly jumped out of her car running straight up to Bea. Bea was a bit afraid as she suddenly stepped back the headlights of the cars were blinding her she couldn't make out who it was. "Mae... oh my god! Mae!" The female cop yelled out as she came into view and rested a paw on top of Mae's head. "O-officer Molly?" Bea muttered a bit surprised but I don't know why she would be Molly was pretty much the only cop in this dead end town. The paramedics burst out of the back of the ambulance quickly rushing to Bea's side.
"Wh-what happened to her?" Molly asked as the paramedics gently laid her out on the stretcher and began checking the female cat's vitals. "Uhh... it's... it's a long story..." Bea mumbled as she followed the paramedics who were lifting Mae up and taking her away. Bea couldn't leave Mae's side if she did she didn't know what she'd do, besides she didn't want to leave her side not now anyways. Officer Molly returned to her car and quickly grabbed the radio calling in a report.
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Elsewhere.
Gregg had laid himself sprawled out on the sofa as Angus sat on a bean bag chair that Gregg had acquired recently from a guy outside of the local Dash n' Mart. Angus was relaxing holding a cookie as he flicked through channels. Gregg stared up to the ceiling fan spinning slowly overhead he cocked a brow as it suddenly came to a halt. Angus blinked his eyes rapidly as the TV began flickering on and off suddenly a moment later the power had gone out the entire building made a swooshing noise. The two boys sighed heavily in unison.
Angus quickly hopped up while extending his arms out in front of him so he didn't run into anything. It had gotten nearly pitch black in their apartment since it was after ten now even the street lights outside were out not all that surprising really. "Geez how annoying..." Gregg grumbled as he rubbed his paws through the fur on his head. "I'm gonna go try to dig out some candles, be back in a minute..." Angus spoke as he instantly bumped into the wall next to their bedroom door. "Kay!" Gregg replied enthusiastically as he raised a thumb into the air.
Gregg continued lying on the couch unmoving as he sighed once more something was still looming in the back of his mind that made his heart uneasy. Gregg slowly closed his eyes thinking back to the good ol' days, though I suppose back then things were actually way worse than they are now.
Nightfall had come the moon and many stars were out tonight they shined brightly upon the two young boys walking in tandem. Angus was smiling giddily hugging a medium sized bunny in one paw and clutching a rather large half eaten cotton candy stick in the other. Gregg walked slowly in front of him his fists still pocketed. "Oh hey it's the next right and then down the street!" Angus spoke aloud Gregg merely raised a paw in confirmation as they took the right heading down the darkened street of a pretty fairly rough looking neighborhood. Gregg though he'd seen far worse he'd lived on a much shittier cul-de-sac drugs were often sold on the corner break-ins were routine, cops never came down his street. Gregg suddenly stopped hearing the loud sound of some barking dogs he narrowed his eyes looking at them through the cracks in someone's fence seeing the cute little rugles. The fox turned to see Angus who suddenly looked a bit nervous most likely from the sound of their barking.
"It's okay c'mon!" Gregg spoke with a small reassuring smile looking out for the new kid as he turned doing a 180 while nonchalantly banging a fist against the fence the yelping muts quickly grew silent. Angus sighed a bit more lax he trusted him and continued following his footsteps. The two boys finally came to a stop. "So this is me....." Angus spoke his voice sounding a bit hollow at the end of his sentence as he stared blankly at his house. Gregg turned spinning in a circle looking around analyzing the area and where he was standing he finally came to a halt only to see Angus staring at him with a strange look on his face. "Uhh... you okay... what... what where you doing just now?" Angus questioned a bit confused, Gregg suddenly chuckled as slipped his paws out of his pocket and scratched the back of his head a bit anxiously. "Oh hehe, it was nothing I was just lookin around... anyway I should probably get home too." Gregg spoke confidently it was no big deal for him to walk alone at night everyone in his neighborhood knew not to fuck with him. Gregg proceeded to walk past Angus.
"W-wait..." Angus called out sounding a bit nervous at first Gregg stopped for a moment hearing his voice he slowly took a look back at him glancing over his shoulder the collar of his leather jacket stood up hiding his snout. "I... I just wanted to say... th-thank you... thanks for today......" Angus spoke as he tightened his grip on the bunny that Gregg had actually won for him in that totally rigged ring toss carnival game. Gregg won by secretly sharpening the ring with a knife, it cut right through the cups stunning the jerk of a game rep who reluctantly forked over the bunny of course only after Gregg threatened him.
Gregg smirked while staring at Angus out of the corner of his eyes seeing a honest to goodness genuine smile on the innocent bear's face. "Hehe s'no biggie! Glad ya had fun, anyway see ya round, Angus!" Gregg spoke with a chuckle as he began walking away while waving a paw up in the air. Angus stood there watching Gregg vanish into the distance he sluggishly turned facing his house a frown slowly crept its way onto his face as the bear nervously stepped closer the sound of yelling could he heard within.
After about twenty minutes of walking Gregg had made his way to the start of his neighborhood he reached into his back jean pocket and pulled out a crinkled dime sized blunt it wasn't packed too tight a bit thin but it was enough for him he was a tad short on cash this month and his stuck up dealer wouldn't ease up an inch. Gregg lit it up inhaling deeply holding the massive hit in his lungs for a few moments. "Shoulda let that brat hit one of these, nah he seems like the goody goody two shoes type..... though he did skip school with me..." Gregg spoke to himself while he walked leisurely through his neighborhood as he puffed on his minuscule blunt which shrunk in length rather quickly. A few large pit bulls unexpectedly ran past Gregg as he quickly side stepped avoiding them entirely as they paid him no mind he had shown no fear at all. "Th-that... kid....." Gregg continued before taking another hit.
Gregg raised a paw and began tenderly rubbing the side of his other arm his eyes twitched a bit in pain. "He's just like me..... only weaker... he's such a faker though... the moment I saw him I knew..." Gregg uttered as ashes fell onto his shirt he exhaled a cloud of smoke before abruptly turning proceeding toward a very run down looking house with a few busted windows the door even appeared to be just sitting there like it wasn't even attached to the hinges of the frame. Gregg sluggishly stepped up onto the porch before turning flicking the burnt up bit of paper into his neighbors yard. "I wonder what he's doing now...." Gregg questioned lowly to himself.
A whole week had pasted before Gregg decided he'd go back to school he just wasn't feeling up to it for the longest time. He remembered the expressions of the crowd of fear mongering students and teachers who roared for blood. A pit of disgust formed in his stomach as he tossed in bed scattering his thoughts. The fox would frequently lay around in bed smoking and reading comics occasionally going out for snacks not wanting to fuck with life he had his own reasons.
Whenever he would leave he found himself having to dodge the unexpected liquor bottle that his dad would throw at him just for merely getting within his sight. Sometimes though Gregg would fight back he would often get into fights with his father, bare knuckle teeth clinching fist fights even, this is how he got stronger he had to, to survive in this hell hole called life.
The sun was out on this day as Gregg walked to school smelling strongly of cheap skank weed and with fresh cuts on his face. His cuts were caused by stray shards of shattered glass exploding flying through the air from having improperly dodged beer bottles that were flung at him. Gregg made his way to school not having much else to do once he'd run out of weed. Besides he had grown curious as to what Angus might've been up to since it'd been a while he wasn't sure how many days it'd been exactly the thoughts of their carnival escapades were a bit hazy. One thing did stick inside of his darkened mind it was clear as today. A flashing image of Angus smiling so happily followed by the sound of light laughter crowded Gregg's thoughts.
The morning bell rung loudly throughout the school as breakfast had came to an end it signaled that everyone should get to class. Gregg having stuffed himself proper with many a sausage biscuit he sat in the cafeteria watching the other students pour out one by one he noticed some of them actually dared to make eye contact they seemed surprised to see him. Gregg scanned the crowds not noticing Angus in sight anywhere amongst them.
Gregg gave up and decided to actually go to class for once, today it was chemistry in the morning he opted to attend this was probably the only class that interested him mainly so he could learn to cook meth instead of just buying from the local bitch. Slowly he proceeded down the halls as the other students still made efforts to avoid him some jumping at the sheer sight of seeing him. Many were glad he was gone especially the ones he'd often beat up and harass for money they tried their hardest to stay out of Gregg's line of sight.
Gregg made his way into the nearly full classroom the teacher sitting at the desk glanced up from his book with a look of awe on his face. The fox stood at the center of everyone's attention, everyone except one who had their face buried into a book. Gregg cocked a brow recognizing those fuzzy brown ears he approached the one kid who paid him no attention. Gregg sat down in the open seat beside of him he took brief glances his way seeing he was focused on reading the bear's face was covered by the book.
"Hey..." Gregg spoke a bit coldly trying to get his attention. "Hey... Angus... hey, dude?" The fox continued his tone becoming more concerned while he raised a brow as the brown bear suddenly lowered the book he was reading rather intensely. Angus had his head slightly turned at an angle away from Gregg but it was apparent that he was wearing some sunglasses the sun was a bit blinding shining in through th window to their left so I wouldn't blame him . "H-hey..." is all Angus had managed to say his tone a bit devoid of emotion and that was the only instance where he had spoken to Gregg.
In each class that followed Angus had made attempts to avoid Gregg at first when they all sat for Geography Gregg opted to ignore him entirely. Mathematics came soon after and both Gregg and Angus found their way at the same shared desk. Gregg having grown curious stared at the boy his eye brows raised seeing that Angus was still wearing those sunglasses from earlier. They seemed familiar to him like he'd seem them somewhere before, Angus was wearing them even though there was no direct sunlight shining on him.
Later the sound of the lunch bell rung throughout the school the cafeteria quickly filled up once more. Gregg followed closely in toe behind Angus who held his lunch tray in his hands his head tilted down a bit. The two got their lunch and sat down, though Gregg sat directly opposite of Angus so he could face him. Angus stared at his plate still wearing sunglasses they were a thick pair with dark black lenses. The cafeteria was rather loud as kids and even teachers buzzed about back and forth the sheer amount of talking was simply deafening. Gregg didn't eat he just continued to stare at Angus watching him closely. Angus used his fork stabbing up green beans on the tips raising it to take a bite Gregg's eyes broadened noticing that his hand was trembling. Gregg didn't know why he hadn't picked up on this sooner but he realized that Angus had been doing that all day.
Among all of the people, all of the students the teachers amongst all of them talking and laughing and carrying on Gregg opened his mouth slowly. A bead of sweat ran down his face from his forehead as he gulped heavily inhaling for a moment. "A-Angus...." Gregg muttered quietly it was barely audible in fact, though to Angus it sounded like he was screaming at him he suddenly drop his fork into his plate as he looked up and over toward the fox whom was glaring angrily at him his eyes piercing into his soul.
In an outburst of speed Gregg suddenly leaned forward reaching over placing both of his paws gripping the frame of Angus' sunglasses he lifted them up and pulled them off of his head. The bear's chin crinkled up quivering as a few tears slowly made their way down his face as light shined onto Angus' swollen black eyes. The shrinking pupils in Gregg's eyes were shaking as he unexpectedly lost his grip and dropped the glasses down into the mashed potatoes in Angus' tray.
Angus slowly raised his paws covering his face as he cried softly he tried his best to remain quiet not wanting to garner attention. Gregg stared at the glasses resting in the mashed potatoes seeing the name Betty inscribed on the inside of frame. "That's... the..... that's the school's nurse isn't it... these are..... are... hers-" Gregg mumbled while his entire body began to shake uncontrollably rage boiled up from inside of him. Gregg could see it now as he imagined Angus coming to school with blackened eyes, uncaring kids cruelly laughing at him the teachers mocking him not caring in the slightest. The only ray of hope was the school's nurse whom was probably the only kind person their, she offered him a cool rag and her very own personal pair of sunglasses.
Gregg's teeth gritted tightly grinding tougher as he clinched his fists angrily before slamming them against the wooden table as hard as he could making quite a bit of noise. The cafeteria grew silent everyone turned looking to the two of them sitting in the middle of the rather large room. The sound of Angus' sobbing was audible it filled the room everyone could hear it a few girls far away actually awed but then suddenly some loud obnoxious laughter replaced what little sympathy was present.
Gregg suddenly stood up breathing deeply like a wild animal as he inhaled. "SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!! YOU DAMN BASTARDS!!!!!!!!!!!" Gregg screamed at the very top of his lungs as he hopped up standing on top of the table kicking his and Angus' trays down the elongated table sending everyone's food who had theirs there into the floor. Gregg breathed heavily as silence befell the room once more tension was high everyone just continued to stare at Gregg alone. When suddenly Angus abruptly stood up his chair creaking underneath him from his weight he quickly dashed for the exit. Gregg turned on his heel speedily running after him as everyone who still had their lunch continued eating in peace.
Gregg ran out into the empty hall only to find Angus a few yards away sitting underneath a water fountain sobbing within the shadow. Gregg stood silently a couple feet away watching Angus the new kid at the school who was already labeled the school's biggest cry baby and as if it wasn't bad enough that he was chubby and a nerd with no friends. Gregg opened his mouth wanting to speak but nothing came out he lowered his head staring at the floor his ears fell drooping low.
"A... A-Angus.... I..." Gregg spoke stuttering weakly as a line of glistening tears descended down the sides of his face. Angus stood on the other side of coffee table holding a candle in his paw its warm gentle waving glow illuminated the room. Gregg held up a paw pressed firmly against his forehead as he sighed exhaling deeply his breath trembling out. Angus sat the candle down in the holder on the center of the little table. The tiny lit flame danced about as dark shadows motioned around the objects in the pitch black room. Angus slowly took off his glasses sitting them beside of the candle holder as he stepped over toward Gregg. "Hey... scooch!" Angus mumbled with a lighthearted chuckle. Gregg complied sitting up slowly giving his boyfriend some space as the bear sat down beside of him. The two of them sat seemingly in utter silence for a moment, though you could hear the tender sound of light droplets dripping down in the apartment. This was no faucet.
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Back to Possum Springs. Candy with her hands doused in dishwater she stared aimlessly at the foamy bubbles rising to the surface popping one by one in the sink. She listened to the gentle sound of rain fall sighing with the thoughts of her daughter weighing heavy on her mind. She recalled the expression of sheer horror and panic on her daughter's face as she suddenly bolted from the house she had never seen her act like that before. "Mae... what are you doing now..."
Suddenly Stan stepped into the kitchen as he pulled up his coat sliding his arms into the sleeves. "I'm gonna go look for her... you stay here sweetie just in case she comes home..." Stan spoke commandingly in a very fatherly manner as he motioned toward his wife smooching her real quick. "Alright then but you be careful... I love you!" Candy muttered as Stan turned to walk out of the kitchen.
The surprising sound of an old fashioned telephone ringing filled the house as Stan stopped in his tracks with his paw clutching the front door's knob tightly. Candy reached for the phone attached to the wall of the kitchen she inhaled deeply as she slowly raised it up to her ear. "H-hello...?"
Rain in the form of rather large and dense drops pounded down almost sounding like hail on the front windshield of Molly's police cruiser as she followed the flashing lights of the ambulance ahead of her into the dead of this stormy night. "Yes hello hello... Sis is that you! Listen... no listen to me!" Molly yelled into the com attached to the dash of her car she was conveniently able to make direct calls with it. "It's Mae... it's Mae she's in bad shape, she's in an ambulance ahead of me and we're on our way to the PS General Hospital now listen you guys should make your way their now asap be out the door yesterday you got it..." Molly instructed loudly. Candy and Stan both stood in the kitchen listening as their hearts pounded out of their chests.
"M-Molly... wh-what, what happened... t-to our d-daughter.....!" Candy asked her voice weak and stuttering confusion and worry overwhelming her thoughts. Stan stood staring at the phone awaiting a response his fists clinched tight and shaking. "WHAT ARE YOU TWO STILL DOING LEAVE GO GET IN YOUR CAR!!!!" Molly screamed before slamming the com down into the dash. Within an instant at hearing the ringing dial tone both Candy and Stan turned and bolted for the door the echoing sound of their baby's laughter suddenly welled up in their thoughts before fading.
The roads were extremely bumpy as items shook about in the back of the ambulance like turbulence. Bea sat leaning against a pull out table as she stared down to Mae lying on the gurney. Mae's blood soaked into Bea's sweatshirt she was shaking fearing the worst for her friend. "B-Bea..." Mae suddenly spoke up as she ever so slowly turned her head looking in Bea's direction her eyes weak the sound of her faintly shallow breathing filled the back of the ambulance despite the raging storm outside Bea could hear it clearly. Their was a small pool of blood forming underneath Mae's back as she sluggishly moved her right arm reaching for Bea.
Bea's eyes widened seeing Mae suddenly trying to move. "H-hey Mae, Mae stop it seriously! You shouldn't move, like not at all!" Bea spoke aloud causing one of the paramedics to look back into the tiny room. Bea slowly extended an arm reaching out grabbing Mae's paw as it fell. "M-Mae please don't move.... I..." Bea choked trying to hold in her overflowing emotions as she stood up.
Bea while trying to maintain her balance in the speeding vehicle she stepped closer toward Mae still holding her paw tightly interconnected with her own. The back of the ambulance suddenly jolted causing stuff to fall off of some shelves, it nearly knocked Bea over luckily Mae was strapped on the gurney she wasn't going anywhere. Bea fell forward leaning on the gurney as she stared down to Mae who had a small smile resting between her bruised cheeks. Tears suddenly broke free falling from Bea's eyes as her vision grew distorted she simply couldn't understand.
"H-how... ca-can you..... s-smile...?" Bea asked feeling so lost her voice trembling, Mae closed her eyes slowly she sighed a sigh of immense relief while tears dropped onto her face. A few moments later Mae managed to muster the strength to lift her other arm, it wasn't the one that got shot so it was feeling pretty alright with all things considered. Mae wrapped her left arm around Bea's back pulling her close into a hug their chests pressed together as Bea's pouting grew louder.
"Cause..." Mae whispered lowly as she gently pat Bea on the back trying her damnedest to mend her friend's deep wounds. "Because... you're still alive, Bea!" Mae spoke raising her voice as loud as she could manage, it really wasn't that loud at all at this point what with the rain still coming down at a higher decibel level than her. Bea squeezed her eyes shut as tears continued flowing like two waterfalls from them while she pressed her snout down burying it into Mae's shoulder her nose smushed up against the paper on the gurney.
Mae may have been the one with internal bleeding, but the one truly in pain was Bea.
Sorry for the delays. I’ve been posting on another site Ao3 I’ve posted a lot more their I’m even dropping the sequel chapters their. I’ll get around to post Terror in Bright Harbor once I’ve caught up with After the Words here. Anyway I hope you’re enjoying this. I really wish I could draw I’d love to see some visuals for some of the scenes in my story maybe I’ll try to sketch them one day. I’d love to have an official story cover it’d be so epic. I can see it now, Mae is in the center her eyes glowing of silverish blue holding a baseball bat, Bea to her left holding a gun to her own head and Gregg to right with a knife to his throat. If none of what I just described makes any sense then just keeping read it will I promise. My story is dark and full of intense moments Bea’s tries to kill herself twice I don’t hate here I love Bea she just has very compelling reasons to want to attempt such an action. Also spoilers to everything I just said lol.
