𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦.

[️️ ️️️️️️️️️ @ichortale]

can a heart still break once it’s stopped beating?

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shaun.

— i’m sorry.

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲; mama.

— very helpful, thank you. i feel so much better now.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shaun.

— sometimes, that’s the consequence of your choices, baby. i’m sorry.

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲; mama.

— she hates me.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shaun.

— honey, she might come around, you never know.

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲; mama.

— i don’t know what to do. she doesn’t want anything to do with me.
— i don’t even know who i am without jackie.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shaun.

— yeah, baby. i know.

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲; @empathiiae

— i screwed up so bad, mom.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

he just wants to see shauna, due doesn’t care about me.

[𝒂͟𝒅͟𝒅͟𝒊͟𝒆. @teneracorde]

it will be when he leaves /:

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

it literally is.

[𝒂͟𝒅͟𝒅͟𝒊͟𝒆. @teneracorde]

😃 everything’s fine.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

there’s a sigh and her arm wraps around her daughter, kiss pressed to her head. “yeah, alright, that’s fine.”

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

sighing, shauna walks over and wraps her arms around june. “fine,” she mumbles, honestly not even mad about missing soccer. “i do still have to babysit at the sadeckis this week.”

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

“and i heard you, but there’re still consequences,” june sighs, her features softening. “a week, that’s all. you hate soccer anyway now you have an excuse not to go.”

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

“i said i was 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺,” shauna says, starting to feel guilty the longer she sat with it. the last thing she ever wanted to do was leave june alone.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

“it’s only us, shauna. just you and me, how the hell was i supposed to react? i was terrified,” she mutters, head shaking. “i’m serious.”

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

teeth clench and she shakes her head. “you’re being ridiculous. it was one night, and it was an accident. at least i was honest about what happened.”

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

“and you could’ve been arrested for underage drinking, you could’ve gotten hurt.” head is shaking, “i was up all night, so yeah. im serious.”

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

“it was a stupid high school
party,” shauna says, brows
furrowed and her arms folding
over her chest. eyes widen a
little; she’s never been grounded.
“you cannot be serious.”

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

“oh, great,” there’s a noise in
the back of her throat, her stomach
aching. “cops, that’s fantastic,
shauna.” it just reminded her of
thomas, always being involved with
the cops. “you’re grounded. no
soccer, straight home until i
decide otherwise.”

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

that has her eyes widening;
june never yelled, especially
not at her. “i’m sorry, okay?
the cops showed up, i ran
and ended up getting lost.
my phone was dead so i was
literally stuck. it’s not like i
did it on purpose.”

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

that gets a scoff from her, eyes
narrowed. “yeah, right back at you.”
her cup is carried to sink and she
pauses, “i’m not fucking stupid
shauna, i know what you do all
weekend, but staying out all
night and not telling me?! are
you fucking kidding?”

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

the coffee cup being set
down has her nearly jumping
out of her skin, heart slamming
against her chest. “jesus, you
scared me,” she says.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

and she’s waiting until the
door closes and then she
sets her coffee cup down,
a little too hard. “good morning.”

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

[ pre-crash / @empathiiae . ]

she’s sneaking back
into the house ; door
closed 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 quietly
behind her.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; jeff.

— jesus christ, his dads really overworking him.
— should probably call him.

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲; mama.

— not yet.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shauna.

—is jeff home yet?

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲 ; mama.

— just one so far.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shauna.

—?!?

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲 ; mama.

— ope, having contractions

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shauna.

— you’re not.

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲 ; mama.

— i feel fucking crazy.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shauna.

—high stress, youre exhausted, and you’re off your meds. of course you’re seeing shit.

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲 ; mama.

— i slept two hours last night. i’m too uncomfortable.

[𝘫͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘦. @empathiiae]

📲; shauna.

—poor kid.
— when was the last time you slept?

[*𝓼𝘩͟𝘢͟𝘶͟𝘯͟𝘢.ᐟ @ragewritten]

📲 ; mama.

— he looks green anytime we talk about it.
— jackie’s been in my living room talking to me for the last hour.