| | hc that beck plays calming music in the shower and pampers herself every night with different scrubs and showers with the lights off to drown out all of the noise of the world.
Run, Beck, run.
Thatโs the only thing she can hear in her head right now, but why should she? Thereโs no red flags, thereโs no abuse, no verbal assaults. . So what is it that makes her want to leave? If she does, sheโll be alone, and she knows this. Ever since Benji went ยป
ยป on his tyrant of a drug trip around the world and Peach died, well. . Joe is all she has. The thought of being alone petrifies her, so much so that she has to shake the thought of it from her head, giving the other a grateful smile as she brings the mug to her lips to ยป
ยป that doubt thatโs plaguing her thoughts. She knows that she has abandonment issues, and leaves before she can get left โ so that must be what this is. Her trying to avoid being hurt by the heart throb.
โGood enough. You know. . You talk in your sleep.โ
Though thereโs something clawing at the edge of her mind, telling her to run from this man, she canโt help but chuckle softly at the apron, settling down to sit at the table in the small kitchen. Heโs charming, and cute enough that Beck canโt find a solid reason to listen to ยป