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NUMBER 12 ; A HAND KISS.

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                long fingers wrap around the blonde girls hand, and riley sighs loudly. she’s used to this by now   —————  jillian doesn’t get into these little BRAWLS often, but they’re still too often for her liking. after ushering the girl into the comfort of her home, riley studied the girl, checking for damage, which was inevitable. it seemed like the younger one hadn’t taken too many blows, but her fist was bruised & purple & gross. she continues to stare at it for a moment before glancing up.   ❛ i will be right back ; DO NOT move.      ❜  she ventures toward her freezer and pulls out a bag of PEAS, swiftly moving back to her friend.   ❛ you have to be more careful, jill. this can’t keep happening.      ❜  then she presses a short kiss to the girls hand before gently placing the bag of frozen peas on her hand.

finalgirled:

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               G U I L T    :    a  bloom  in  her  chest,   blossom  stained  with  crimson    &    rotten  with  decay.    (    DO  NOT  HURT  BROOKE  !    )    the  truth  sits  on  the  girlish  pink  of  her  tongue,   coating  her  mouth  with  a  foul  taste    &    the  burn  of  often  told  lies.    (    tell  her  the  truth  !   but  she’ll  never  forgive  you  !      ❛    of  course  i  was  worried,   riley    —————    i  love  you.   we  all  do.    ❜    the  warmth  in  her  friend’s  gaze  is  enough  to  heat  the  chill  on  her  skin,   enough  to  bring  the  hints  of  a  delicate  simper  to  petal  lips.    ❛    but  that’s  not  your  fault.   you  were   A T T A C K E D    —————    you  survived.   you’re  one  of  the  final  girls  in  lakewood    :    don’t  feel  guilty  for  that.    ❜    the  mention  of  piper  cracks  a  porcelain  exterior,   breath  stuttering   &    gaze  dropping  to  the  floor.    (    PIPER  IS  DEAD  !   I  SHOT  HER  !    —————    yet  the  nightmares  never  cease.    )    ❛    piper…   piper  tried  to  K I L L  me.   she’s  not  my  sister.    ❜

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                   riley sighs quietly and glances down at the ground as emma’s words sink in.         the urge to know why had plagued her for WEEKS, like an unrelenting illness that kept coming back no matter how hard you fought it.         there were so many questions : why was she the one that was attacked ? why did she survive ? why didn’t she listen when she was advised NOT to text tyler back & told NOT to leave the police station under any circumstances ?         there were so many questions & not enough answers.         & if she was being honest, she KIND OF wished emma had left piper alive so she could get some ( answers, that is ).     i guess,  ❜   she replies uncertainly, DOUBT still slithering its way into her words.           that’s what she was made of lately  —————  doubt, guilt, anxiety, & anger.             all of those emotions compressed into a body that science said already contained about 65 percent oxygen ( the irony is in the fact that riley barely felt like she could breathe these days ) 18.5 percent carbon, 9.5 percent hydrogen, 3.2 percent nitrogen & a bunch of other elements that eventually added up to 100 percent.           all those elements, not to mention the four emotions she had to balance on top.             she was a ticking time bomb & a final girl : there was no claiming one and not the other.     alright, em. i guess. it’s just  —————   it’s really hard for me not to feel that way when so many others didn’t make it.     i’ll work on it.  ❜ almost as soon as the words leave her mouth, she regretted them.               just because biology said they were sisters didn’t mean they were.               they were two completely different people : emma wasn’t a murderer.               piper was.               even still, riley was a girl of science & science said that piper & emma were sisters.               riley didn’t say it though.               she just nodded.     i’m sorry emma. i didn’t mean it like that. i mean, i did, but i didn’t ? anyway, what i’m trying to say is that i’m sorry !   ❜


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              before emma joined the duo, brooke and riley were best friends. as far as riley was concerned, brooke was the sister she’d always wanted but never got. they argue from time to time and have had their share of falling outs, but they still care about each other. though at times they can be polar opposites, brooke and riley fit with one another like puzzle pieces ——  riley is a bit more reserved, meanwhile brooke is an extrovert. riley has always been the nicer one of the duo while brooke doesn’t have a problem being mean, even if it can be a bit brutal sometimes. nonetheless, they still bring the best out of one another. 

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