I will n o t keep my mouth shut. A bitch knows her voice. Knows how to howl with a wolf pack in her throat. A bitch is honest. A bitch doesn’t follow the rules; demands to know who wrote them. Rules are weak. Rules are prey.
{ Indie & SelectiveLydia Martin }
“You..You speak German, of course you do, why do I even try anymore?”
[ Her lips are pulled into a bitter little smile, teeth clenched behind rosy cheeks. He didn’t look too angry or annoyed so hey, progress? ]
“That one is definitely a keeper. Trust me, I get it, I know that this is all really hard and normalcy can be nice, have fun. You’ve fucking earned it.”
[ It was pretty clear that Ly had been spending too much time with their ragtag group of friends. As if she would be invited to the biggest party of the year. ]
“—-no. Wasn’t invited, besides, if you want to feel normal, like the old you, I’m not..in the picture.”
{ …Oh. Yeah, no, that makes sense. Sure, just because he’s grown fond of her dorky antics and has learned to expect the way she speaks with a mouth full of doritos doesn’t mean the rest of the student body is suddenly going to ‘get it’. }
"——old me? He kind of sucks. I don’t to be old me. By normal I mean I just want to go a whole night without being scared for my life, you know?“
{ Believe it or not, he’s proud of the way he’s changed. And maybe being forcibly knocked down a few pegs and forced to figure out quick who his real friends are was a blessing in disguise. }