ahn~ written 07/24/2012 as I was watching 2.09 "Party Guessed"
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you watch them from the doorway, allison with her friend—that lydia girl with the red hair. that lydia girl who was attacked in the middle of the field. that lydia girl who was bitten, but not turned.
they seem to be getting along well. laughing. happy. pressing clothes and jewelry against their bodies, trying things on without putting them on.
you're glad she has friends. people outside the cloistered circle of hunters.
maybe she can play at being normal. for a little longer at least.
there's a party at lydia's, you only know because you've overheard them talking. allison doesn't tell you things anymore.
she'd always been a daddy's girl, but… you'd never been this distant before. before…
before scott, you think.
you smile thinly and walk away.
there are only old ghosts to blame. and soon, you will join them.