Insidious, Chapter 21 (Eric Coulter x OC Fanfic)
Warnings: Swearing, Violence, Explicit Sexual Content
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I can’t help it. No matter how much I fight it I’m a sobbing mess. Tears trail down my cheeks in torrents, not caring that I just want them to go away. I’m hiccuping, I’m sobbing so hard.
“Breathe,” Four says as he stands next to the chair.
He doesn’t offer a comforting hand, which is good. I’d probably break it right now. Fuck. I hate being this vulnerable. This readable. This fragile. But I’m not fragile, am I? I’m just wound so tight that every once in a while I snap. Did I make the right decision in that sim? I must have because my fears kept coming. But it’s eating at me like I actually did it. Like I really snapped Eric’s neck. Like I’m the one responsible for ending his life. And Four saw every second of it.