Summary:
The web of misery that has woven itself in Ramona's life seems to be getting worse. Her grief is now tangible in the scars that she carries around.
Tate's fucked up after life doesn't seem to be improving, he's being deinied the one thing that he's always craved.
Certain things are meant to be kept secrets.
I'm kind of giving Tate an origin story while moving his story forward and giving him and the season (mostly him) an ending while having a new family.
Many things from the finale should be disregarded, I'll say what as we move forward.
Enjoy :)
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"You said you hated my tone, it made you feel so alone
And so you told me I ought to be leaving."
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I throw the phone and begin to cry. I shout. I scream so loud that I hope the walls of my house tumble.
My lungs hurt, they're not getting enough oxygen. My throat feels like it's been blown out for my voice is suddenly lost. I cough up blood and that's how my dad finds me.
I'm on the floor, tears, sweat and blood soaked. I make wheezing noises and he comes to me. He puts his arms around me and holds me.
I cry more. I beg for him to fix her. I tell him it's my fault, I tell him it's hers. I confess to him that I hate her.