｡♥  TINY FOOL  !

              _{the dread filling her heart  &  climbing her throat grows quicker by the second,   filling her chest & head with an unmistakable feeling of   hopelessness   &   sickness.     blue eyes grow sadder,   red lips form a pout  as the alien goes on.    there is UNDOUBTEDLY  a part of her that doesn’t trust him,  but that part is quickly shoved to the back of her mind.     his fingers on her skin,   she leans onto his shoulder  ( PATHETIC ),   shakes her head like a child.     “ no.    no.     that’s not right. ”    it doesn’t cross her mind ;   but the doctor knows how to play her like a harp.     every fear of abandonment,  of not being good enough,  of not being liked,   of being left behind   creeps back up in her.   “ he didn’t.    i know he couldn’t. ”}

_{&    oh,    is she DISTRAUGHT.    the doctor is captivated by the flimsiness,    the IDIOCY that is human emotion.    he merely fans the flames that devour columbia’s heart,     &     suddenly,   she’s reduced to an EXPERIMENT in frank’s hands     :    how FAR will she be pushed   ?   how long will she LAST if she’s sure eddie cares nothing for her    ?     darkly,    somehow gladly,   frank imagines not long at all.   one glove - clad arm slinks fluidly around the girl,     &    the doctor LAUGHS    :    softly,   shortly,    he laughs.    ‘    do you    ?   i’m just not so sure.   eddie has NEVER been one to    –    ’    viridescent eyes narrow   &   the hold frank has on columbia tightens,    fingers latching onto her arm.       ‘    –   stick around for very long,   has he    ?   this we BOTH know,    mm    ?    ’}