i was aware of the things she did to take away the pain – the drugs, the alcohol, the cutting.
finn watched from the door frame as she took another swig from the bottle. mascara stained her cheeks and she looked up at him sadly.
"i'm tired, finn. i'm so tired."
"let's get you to bed," he suggested.
"not that kind of tired," her words slurred slightly due to her intoxication. "i'm tired of living."
i thought trying to stop her would do more harm than good. so i let her destroy herself.
blood stained the sink and the bath mat, various bottles laid on the ground – some still full but most empty.
"oh maggie," he whispered to himself as he began to clean the mess she had made in the bathroom.
i was wrong.
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OLD MONEY | F. MIKAELSON
Hayran Kurgu❝I should have held you longer.❞ In which he reminisces about his mistakes. [FINN MIKAELSON AU] STARTED: FEBRUARY 24, 2017 FINISHED: MARCH 3, 2017