CHANTEL ROSSETTI. twenty. singer/songwriter. *.:｡ ♡ so, baby, c o m e LIGHT me up, & maybe i'll let you on it. a little BIT dangerous, but baby that's how i WANT it.
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SHE let out a shaky exhale, her gaze dropping to her hands. “ there’s... there’s nothing to talk about. “ she mumbled, averting her gaze as she swallowed past the l u m p in her throat. “ i’m sorry, okay ? “ she spoke up after a while, italian accent lacing into her tone the more she spoke.
wolfe slowly nodded his head, running a hand over his short hair. “umm, yeah. i guess. figured we would get this over with since we’re going to be on tour for a while but i guess no. i’ll leave you alone, chantie.”
HIS words were what made her stare at him BLANKLY, the hurt registering on her features q u i c k l y. but she didn’t want him to see it. she NEVER wanted him to see it. she didn’t want him to see how much he h u r t her, or how much this affected her. she sucked in a sharp breath, plastering a smile on her face. “ whatever you say. “ she hissed through her teeth, clenching & unclenching her fists.
shit. so she did know about it, though, surprisingly, it didn’t change much for ty. all it changed was the angle that he would approach this from, even if he knew deep down that he had been in the wrong. words were so easily used for damage and getting what he wanted that he had never assumed it would have taken such a big toll on her. at the same time, he hadn’t expected one of his friends to spill what he had said either. “well that was what we were doing, weren’t we?”
