When had Jasmine ever let anyone try to understand her pain? Clover snaps.
"Shut the fuck up, Lina! You don't even know who you are or aren't anymore. Learn how to draw a fucking line!"
Clover's entire body is cloaked in darkness, in the shadows that make up her inner turmoil. Her bandages are lost underneath all her shade, casting out to cover the ground around her.
"Fuck all of you! All of you! All I wanted was a family. All I have ever wanted is a family, and what the fuck are we? Monsters. We're monsters. You say we were broken from the start?" Clover laughs, hysterical and breathy. She'd be damned if she cries here, but her voice wavers, betraying her anyway. "Is this what you call change? What's convenient about any of this? What sides are there to take when all you try to do is build up walls, Jasmine?"
She lashes out, shoving Jasmine away from her.
"What part of this is together, Rose? We're all here, but we'd tear each other throats' out right now." Her shadows shiver and tremble, turning inkier and wispier. Her temper flares. "I'd tear each and every one of your throats out."
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"Shut the fuck up, Lina! You don't even know who you are or aren't anymore. Learn how to draw a fucking line!"
Clover's entire body is cloaked in darkness, in the shadows that make up her inner turmoil. Her bandages are lost underneath all her shade, casting out to cover the ground around her.
"Fuck all of you! All of you! All I wanted was a family. All I have ever wanted is a family, and what the fuck are we? Monsters. We're monsters. You say we were broken from the start?" Clover laughs, hysterical and breathy. She'd be damned if she cries here, but her voice wavers, betraying her anyway. "Is this what you call change? What's convenient about any of this? What sides are there to take when all you try to do is build up walls, Jasmine?"
She lashes out, shoving Jasmine away from her.
"What part of this is together, Rose? We're all here, but we'd tear each other throats' out right now." Her shadows shiver and tremble, turning inkier and wispier. Her temper flares. "I'd tear each and every one of your throats out."