Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝖮𝗨𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡 - Lady in the mirror
𝗦𝖮𝗠𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗦 you wonder how much is too much. How much more heartache can one person handle before they fall to pieces? At what point do you give up and say enough is enough?
They express that, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger", but does it always? Maybe what it's really doing is killing you little by little. Maybe one person can only take so much before they give up. Rory was beginning to run out of fingers to count all the times she'd been heartbroken and disappointed.
If she was being honest, she probably ran out long ago.
It was undoubtedly remarkable how she didn't let her emotions slip up after hearing Miguel's unruly news not too long ago. She had the right to an Emmy award for her impressive acting, considering how god-awful she felt at the moment. Typically the eyes tell the truth but her poker face said otherwise. All she wanted to do right now, was go home and cry to her heart's desire without anyone seeing or hearing her.
Her eyes brimmed red, gapes creasing together as if she were about to cry, but refused to let any tears fall. Everyone seemed to be easily fooled by Rory's phony demeanor, going on with present-day activities, except the one person who she really wanted to avoid.
He was clingier than usual, making bottomless efforts to try and conversate with the girl, despite her futile attempts to brush him off. She didn't want to be this standoffish and lax but just looking at him made her want to cry.
Miguel was confused and truly concerned about Rory's unusual behavior this afternoon, wondering what changed in the time he spoke to her last. It was like a switch flipped inside her head, and he was the utmost cause of it. She didn't wait for him outside his classes let alone walk him there like she always did, she didn't go on those random rants he loved so much in Mr. Webber's History class when they should've been paying attention and she hadn't even managed to spare one glance towards him all class, or even in the hallway when they passed each other.
