* alex heard / everything /. she heard the whispers and felt the burning stares of strangers everywhere she went. she knew that everybody heard about the incident: the time her own goddamn mother tried to kill her. it's been six going on seven years, but nobody seemed to let her forget.
here she was, trying to enjoy a day with her sister, but no. of course not. alex could hear the family a few tables away talking about her. she could see and feel their burning gaze. the redhead tried so hard to ignore them– but she couldn't. and she was beyond sick of it. *
can we leave? i want to go home.
