🦋 Butterfly's Repose 🦋

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warnings for this chapter~ 18+, smut

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The future's lookin' bleak Your will to live is weak But honey, hold on for me...

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You sit up so fast you bang your head on the lid of the link pod. Cursing silently you stand, rubbing your forehead.

Your father crosses his arms before motioning for you to follow him. You follow after him, not giving anyone a second glance as Grace calls after you.

You sit in silence as he moves paperwork around the desk, searching for something. You twist a loose strand of hair around your finger before speaking, "Dr. Augustine doesn't like how you're meddling in the Avatar program."

He stops abruptly, dropping a stack of papers, and you watch as they float to the floor. His fists clench, knuckles whitening, "Well, it doesn't matter what she thinks, I need you to focus on the mission assigned to you."

Sighing you blurt out, "She's planning on taking us to the Hallelujah Mountains, in two weeks."

He scoffs, tossing an envelope on the desk, "That won't be happening."

Crossing your arms you groan in frustration, "It will be, you know that this is our best chance at getting Parker's damn unobtainium."

You stand hand on the door frame before your eyes catch sight of a familiar picture. A small plain silver frame, a woman with long brown hair and dark eyes smiles, her hair whipping wildly across her face, her eyes squinting as the sun blinds her.

Your hand grips the door frame tighter, "Of course you kept it," you snap angrily as you slam the door behind you.

Storming through the hallways you nearly pass your door, when someone calls out to you. Looking over your shoulder you see Jake in the hallway. Your face heats up when the memories of the last few hours surface and you throw open your door.

He clears his throat before speaking, "Listen, about earlier-"

You cut him off sharply, "Goodnight, Jake."

You shut the door and slide down against it, holding your hands in your head, you whisper, "Fuck."

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Hiding from Jake hadn't exactly been easy, but you managed. It wasn't that you didn't like him, things were just complicated, especially after that night.

And hiding from Jake meant hiding from the others too. Grace had been hounding after you for weeks, she at least seemed to sense something had happened. And Norm, well, he didn't understand why you had been so avoidant, but he at least gave you space. Until today at least.

Your feet tap against the ground nervously as you reach for another cigarette, almost lighting it before someone clears their throat nervously in front of you, "Grace wants to see you."

You drop the cigarette and toss your lighter back into your pocket before following Norm to the link room.

Grace stands with her hands on the table in front of her, annoyance clear on her face when she looks up at you, "Where have you been?"

Taking a seat in front of the table you meet her eyes, "Nowhere in particular."

"Damn it, you know how important this is, we leave in the morning! You disappeared for two weeks!"

You shrug your shoulders and lean forward on your hands, your hair falling in your face, obscuring your vision. She grabs your shoulder, forcing you to face her, her eyes full of sympathy as she speaks, "Be here tomorrow, one hour before we depart."