𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖, '𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆...
𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 she thought she had lost
him forever, leaving him to become
a distant memory. but that quickly
changed when she came f...
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𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ infested city streets. ╱ season one, episode two.
GEORGIA WALSH HAD a habit of going against her better judgment since she had been put in the hands of her father. There was always a part of Georgie that made her go against anything her father wanted for her. She pulled and pulled at their relationship like a string, waiting for the tension to finally snap it apart. She never enjoyed her father's company, he had always been someone who popped in and out of her life when he pleased. Her mother had been the only stability that she had for most of her life.
It had always been the two from the time she was born all the way until she was ten years old. They were each other's best friends, two peas in a pod. They had no other family left than each other. They were alone in a world full of uncertainty. Georgie was heavily influenced by her mother's genuine kindness and softness. Often the people around them commented how Georgie was just a younger version of her mother. But that wasn't exactly true. There was something darker stirring around in the depths of her brain. That part of her always seemed to lay dormant, but Georgie knew it was there. It was the impulsive and erratic part no one could ever explain. She desperately pushed that part down as much as she could, but it all changed when she met the person who caused those uneasy traits.
Meeting the person behind her last name was something that altered her perception of people forever. From a young age, she knew that the man had deserted her mother when he found out she was pregnant. Georgie never could quite understand how a person could be so cruel, just to leave someone in their time of desperate need. It was selfish and disgraceful, when she learned the truth she no longer asked about her father. She knew exactly what kind of man he was, and she wanted nothing to do with him. But when she was ten years old the man had wandered into her life, yearning to make up for his ten-year disappearance.
But even when her mother begged her to let him in, Georgie resisted with everything in her. The stubbornness was yet another attribute she had gained from him. She hated noticing those things, she hated that she had any part of him in her. It disgusted her. From a young age, she had promised her mother that she would never hate someone, the only thing she should do is love. But it felt so wrong to forgive and come to love someone who ran away like a complete coward. So she hated him on the inside, only bothering to give him fake smiles and surface love that never meant anything to her. The man was none the wiser.
Georgie was grateful that the only time she had to endure his presence was twice a year when she had to go visit him and his family during two weeks of her summer break. And for the rest of the year, she would only dread those two weeks and practically beg her mother not to make her go. But the woman only smiled as she patted her head, telling her that she should appreciate that he wanted to be a part of her life. But Georgie never wanted to appreciate it, and she never will.
