cinnamon in my teeth from your kiss.
( my life with the walter boys, s1-s? )
( isaac garcia x fem! oc )
( started - december 27th, 2023 )
( published - december 27th, 2023 )
( completed - ??/??/?? )
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( ✦ ͙ ˚ / ˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ )
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Self-sabotage is a form of art.
Of course the results aren't amiable but the process of it is rather interesting if anyone bothered to think about it enough. Because honestly, tearing something to shreds that didn't even need to be ripped apart in the first place was a topic that needed to be studied more, one that left the lingering question of why?
Why was August Thompson the way she was?
Why did she always do the wrong things?
Why did she always find herself in hectic situations?
Why would she avoid everything she knows?
In truth, August didn't answer any of those, not that she knew the answer anyways. For her to actually find a solution to those questions, she'd actually have to acknowledge it, and right now she was not going to do that.
Last night after the whole argument she eventually found Danny, who painfully witnessed the whole thing even if he didn't admit to it. They both stayed in the barn talking to a bunch of horses before they had to get ready for the arrival of Nathan.
Though once she was accustomed in the house it seemed as if everyone in that property knew of her and Isaac's business. Maybe it was because they hadn't even bothered to gaze at each other at all or let alone be within five feet in the others presence, but it was pretty obvious that their complicated situation was far from fixed.
August being the cause of that.
Now continued the cycle of hell: school.
"Are you up?" August knocked on the door of her mother's room faintly, making sure her knuckles hit against the wood gently so it wouldn't wake her if she wasn't. "I'm about to leave."
There was no response which was no surprise considering for the past few days Lorelei had been evidently tired, simply resulting her to be in her room for almost all of her time. Of course, occasionally August would accompany her in her silence, only bringing minor comfort into a room that reeked of woe.
Nonetheless August entered anyways.
"Do you need anything?" She questioned her mom who was hidden beneath layers of blankets, "I'll bring home some food after school."
