But your eyes tell a whole other story...and I feel the weight of the world.

Sep 30, 2009 17:20

This is Thomas. Leave a message.

Thomas? It’s Justine. Where are you? The only thing they showed of you was the photoshoot, and then you left with Dru and Edward and Lacci. The next thing I know, you’re driving into the house at daybreak and packing. Thomas, what happened to you tonight? Please, pick up. I’m worried about you. Thomas, please. If something happened, tell me. Please don’t hide it from me this time. I-Call me when you get this.



This is Thomas. Leave a message.

I just saw the live feed, and Lacci and Edward’s fight. Thomas, it’s alright. I know you’re angry about what happened to the girl at the bar. But you can’t just run away from people who love you. Thomas, they understand. They know what it’s like to be the way you are. To want something that badly. Thomas. Please. You need them, and they need you. At least say goodbye, explain. Don’t just run away into the night. Call me when you get this.
 

phone call, letters, [rwb], c: drusilla, night 37, roadtrip of denial: night 3, roadtrip of denial, justine, night 36

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