__________You break the fall, it's not easy to trust...
Strange how the most ridiculous things in life are the ones that are the most frightening for you and your cherished estate.
You'd twist your ankle and keep walking on it for weeks, bearing with the suffering because deep down, you know it'd toughen you up.
Your boss would despise your every move, wishing that vital actions such as breathing would become impossible for you, but you'd keep on living another day.
Your loves ones would turn their backs on you - or maybe it'd be the opposite ? - leaving you alone with your remorses and sorrow, but you'd keep on moving forward.
Yet a simple text would cast doubt upon the entire foundation you've built yourself upon for what seems to be ages.
An irritated man keeps pacing back and forth in the gloom of the backstage area, his dark eyes scrutinizing the words in hopes to unmask the culprit.
His grip can't help but to tighten itself around Sasha's phone, battling his inner demons not to throw it against the nearest wall - as if it'd be enough to erase the concern written all over her mesmerizing features.
"I talked with Aries and he certified that he doesn't know anything. Apparently only Ambrose has any contact with the snitch." Seth recalls for the sixth time in a row, making very clear that despite him swallowing his pride to address a man he hasn't spoke with for years now, his attempt had been unsuccessful.
The sole fact such a despicable entity would even dare talking about betrayals seemingfully strikes a chord within Owens, immediately raising his head up from the crate he rests his back on, shooting daggers his way.
Rollins has been the one people always pointed their fingers at, disbelief perceivable through their bewildered gaze while they'd spot him with a knife in his hands and blood dripping from both.
Although those memories will most likely haunt him for the rest of his miserable existence, he eventually found someone worthy of his trust and loyalty and for her, he's ready to go through hell once more.
"Where are you going ?" Her voice lowly asks, the extent of her torments easily recognizable because of her defeated tone.
"Getting answers." He lets out, annoyance and determination igniting a flame within his cold entity, quickly turning around to avoid meeting her overwhelming stare.
She wants to follow him, assuring herself he is and will remain safe, but the tech guy suddenly voices that she's up for her segment in less than two minutes.
Kevin gently pats her back, tenderness resting inside of his soft eyes while he accompanies his precious friend to the curtains.
Seth rapidly marches towards the exit door, pushing it with such force it slams itself against the wall, provoking a slight jolt in Emma's body since she was leaning against it earlier.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
; glory and gore [1]
FanficS A S H A B A N K S + S E T H R O L L I N S ❝glory and gore go hand in hand that's why we're making headlines.❞ ❝ roughing up our minds so we're ready when the kill time comes.❞