❝ i don't love you anymore walker
don't you get it ❞
𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, they finally get a ending to a
unfortunate demise.
orginal character x walker scobell
book two of nobody gets me !!!
written by killwes !!!
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🌟 i don't remember who i was before you.... 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 twenty seven, best
days turned into sorrow as the concrete rusted under the rubber of the shoe based property's. it was like walking on the moon. except cheap perfume filled the atmosphere as the shadows filled the street lights.
nothing made sense.
she was wearing orange. it didn't look good on her. it wasn't a thrill. not even micheal jackson would be proud with his plastic surgery that occupied his face. you couldn't even see what he used to look like. which you why you watched the jackson five.
it revealed all the secrets.
t-minus four weeks until filming is over.
a countdown for when the the men who walked the moon can finally say it was fake. or even say it was real.
the government was never our friend.
so here she was sitting in her room as she had music blasting. it was sunday.
she wasn't one to bring up the past but her mind seem to take her back to another point in time as she cleaned.
the memories of younger her. or mostly what happened after that night.
the night in the rain.
not the thing with her and margo but after that. what happened when she got home.
it wasn't rocket science to figure out that she complicated everything. everyone knew it.
even the snake that slithered on her floor. but it was invisible. just like the girl that sat in her chair looking at her wondering if she should say anything.
but she wasn't 𝐭𝐡𝐞 invisbale girl. she was just a ghost. one of them that made the room cold.
but even as jamison felt the pressure by her feet her mind went back to that day two years ago.
𝐓wo years ago play best by gracie abrams
the door opened up calmly as jamison walked into her house hold. her clothes had been dried off. cleaned even. she wasn't wearing the same clothes anymore. instead they belonged to her friend.
as she walked inside and locked the door behind she was welcomed with her frantic mother and sister who sat at the kitchen counter as she had to walk past it to get to her room.
she had lost her appetite already when she looked at them.
" where were you" her mother asked her frantic. it didn't matter. so she lied. and she would lie twenty times if she could.
