𝟭𝟴. mosquito

15.4K 234 625
                                    

♥.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♥.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♥

𝟭𝟴

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

𝟭𝟴. mosquito

» your somebody else «
0:00 ─〇───── 0:00
⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

» your somebody else « 0:00 ─〇───── 0:00 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

have you ever just felt so empty?
so lost?

that moment when your tears stop, and you're alone at night, and you feel this pit of emptiness taking over.
and it doesn't stop, it just grows but you can't ever fill it or fix it, so you hide it

you wake up and you go on as normal before you lying back down again watching the moon rise and the stars light and it's there again.

that feeling of emptiness.

and that feeling of emptiness can't be shared so you're left to grieve on the emptiness alone, which slowly merged into the next feeling of grief.
alone.

♥.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♥.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♥

layla led in the bed, the duvet wrapping her body close with his arm draped over her lower stomach
she couldn't sleep no matter how many times her eyes begged her to shut all she could see was the man hitting the women, over and over again

her eyes stared through the window and up at the moonlit sky than shone against the girl
with the soft snores of jj next to her keeping her company

the tears had stopped, aven had tried to comfort the broken blonde but layla refused
she knew aven was hurting, she knew deep down aven was in agony but she hides it, and she hides it well

aven had given up and was now sleeping with kiara on the couch while pope led in the spare room next door waiting for johnb to come home

laylas eyelashes fluttered lightly her green eyes becoming more full of loss as the hours went by
she didn't even feel them wither away, she remembers jj tucking her into bed at 12am and now the time was 2am, the sky was at its darkest peak and the house was silent

𝗣𝗢𝗟𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗜𝗗,  ʲʲ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵃⁿᵏWhere stories live. Discover now