☆彡 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳
❛ can you just admit that i saved your life already? superman is here. i'm right in front of you! ❜
lois was sure that she would love
a human boy. not a werewolf. but
isaac lahey put a dent in th...
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"Lois! Hey— Lane!"
Lois tried to ignore him, opting to stagger down the hallway in a stumbling state. Her eyes were teary and her breathing was erratic, and she wondered if she would perhaps collapse and have a panic attack — or a damn heart attack! — at any given moment.
She knew that grief didn't succumb to alternative joy in a matter of days (five, to be precise), but she hadn't expected Cora's words to have cut her so deep.
Years later, and Lois still grieved the death of her mother. Boyd dying right before her eyes wasn't going to have miraculously been mourned for and over, in less than a week. After all, Boyd was now dead and he wasn't coming back. They were trying to make up for that, trying to push on and save more people before innocent lives continued to be taken, but they were struggling. Yeah, they were. It wasn't an easy job, but they were trying. Cora's comment had been unnecessary and hurtful. She knew that Cora was grieving the loss of the boy that had been her only accomplice during the time she had spent locked away in that vault, but she wasn't the only one to hurt. Boyd's death had hit them all hard.
Lois, especially.
Her body staggered, and she nearly did collapse.
She was incredibly glad that no one was traipsing the halls, and no one besides Isaac had followed her out. Anyone else would've been a crowd, and Lois didn't need any randoms watching as she had a minor meltdown in the middle of the school hallway. That was something Lois Lane really didn't need.
