the art
of life
is letting
go.
-"I don't know how you are so familiar to me- or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conc...
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Wilhemina's perspective;
I get down in the basement, when I look at her helpless face, my biggest fear came through. I can admit, somewhere in the back of my head, I once had a silly thought (y/n) somehow survived. I never imagined for it to actually be true.
Now that I'm watching her like this, all I want is to embrace her. All I want is to spend one more night together with her, in the soft covers of my bed.
I can't admit I know her. I can't let my feelings overrun me, but I can't let her die either.
I carefully observe her bruised body. So she had it rough, coming here.-I think to myself. No matter how much I try to fight this feeling, the thought of her fragile body getting hurt, hurts me right back.
How did she even get here? I know that girl has something to do with this.
Whilst Mallory and Willow try to scrub the radiation off of (y/n)'s skin, Wilhemina is headed to the room of a certain purple, she knocks on the doors;
-"Um, yes Ms. Venable?"
-"Elizabeth, be honest with what I'm about to ask you and no punishment will income."
-"O-okay."
-"Did you help her get here?"
-"Who?"-Elizabeth asks in confusion, before Ms. Venable, who is now losing her temper, bangs her cane on the floor;
-"(Y/n), for god's sake! (Y/n)!"
-"(Y/n)!? I- I haven't seen her since that day you both quit... Remember? I was at your house. Wait, (y/n) is alive? God, I'm so happy. Where is she?"
-"Getting washed... So you really have nothing to do with her arrival here?"
-"No, I just told you. What if they don't manage to... Get it all of?"
-Ms. Venable smiles and motions a gun with her fingers, pretending to shoot. Elizabeth grasps her wrist;
-"You are crazy! I can't believe you! You leave her first and now you wanna kill her!? I thought you loved her!"-before Elizabeth manages to continue, Ms. Venable puts her hand over Elizabeth's mouth;
-"Shhh... I played with the radiation detector a little. (Y/n) won't die. Not now that she's here at least."-Ms. Venable said, then removed her hand from Elizabeth's mouth before taking her forefinger and pointing it a little under Elizabeth's neck-"But YOU have to help me here. Want your revenge? Let's get rid of Michael to make some space for (y/n)."
