TheClosetKidnapper

Bye.

Will I study her again, "I'm no good at puzzles, Isa. And i didn't give you attitude. I don't want to remember what pushed me to leave. I don't want ...

Will I study her, hesitating again, before walking up to her, "I don't know what you're expecting of me."

Will I hesitate before looking up at her, "Isa, wait."

Will I nod and play with a frayed part of my coat, "S'in the past. Let's keep it there, please."

Will I nod and look down, not sure what to say.

Will I open my eyes and glance back at her, "Hi. Why aren't you inside?"

Will Once outside, I allow myself to breathe. Shaking my head at myself, I force the sound of cannons firing and shouts of pain out of my head. I close ...

Will My parents separate from me and leave me standing in the middle of the ballroom. The noise, constant chatter, unsettles me and I soon find myself heading out the ...

Will I spot Isabel, but don't go over, following my parents around to appease them.

Will Mother mentions a ball, gets me all nice and proper for it, even though I tell her all I want to do is sleep. Just like before I left, ...

Will I set the rifle against the fence, hesitating before heading up the porch. Before I can touch the door, Mother bursts out and takes me in an embrace. Father ...

Will Instead of going after her, like part of me wants, I turn and head home as well.

Will I nod and glance at her, "Thank you."

Will I study her before looking away, "For now, yeah."