LYDIA MARTIN → ALLISON ARGENT
march eighteenth
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they're taking me in for questioning.
my chest hurts. i can't breathe.
my body is shaking uncontrollably. i can't even write my name on the papers they're handing me. there's so many. i feel so overwhelmed.
they're making me verify that i was a witness. a witness to what? the manslaughter of my lover best friend?
how am i supposed to tell them what happened? how am i supposed to tell them without exposing the supernatural?
oh thank god. sheriff stilinski dragged me out of there. he says he has a plan to erase your murder from the records, but it'll take some time.
looks like we can't avenge you. i'm so sorry.
CZYTASZ
like clockwork ▸ allydia
Krótkie Opowiadania❛ YOU WERE DEAD BEFORE I COULD TELL YOU THAT I LOVED YOU. ❜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀Lydia Martin sends a series of texts to her now-dead best friend, Allison Argent. ⠀⠀⠀⠀Copyright © 2016, slythrns
