Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Phoebe swallowed and looked down at her knees, swathed in layers of fabric to ward off the chill. ”I know he is. I think I probably got the blight from Ronin.” she muttered quietly, a small sniffle the only sign of her continued distressed. ”I don’t want to visit him though. I don’t…I don’t want to hear him say he doesn’t want to associate with me anymore. I don’t want to risk it.” she said, her face scrunching up in a pained frown. Her eyes squeezed closed and a few more blackened tears rolled down her cheeks.
She wiped at the tears roughly and tried to focus on Loren’s question. ”I’m mad at myself. At the things I did. I am disgusted by it.” she said quietly. Instead of exploding at others she was exploding at herself. The memories made her hate herself more and more each day. The loneliness she felt was raking against every nerve. ”And I just…I don’t want to be alone but I’ve hurt everyone I care about.” she said pulling her knees up to her chest and resting her forehead against them.
