Desmond
She was avoiding me.
I knew it and it was f*****g getting on my nerves. I should be the one that was giving her the silent treatment, I should be the one angry so when did the script flip so suddenly?
I hated the way that this little menace made me feel…. She always scrambled up my brain and messed with my sense of logic.
I had not yet recovered from how angry I felt because of that Jason asshole… even the fact that he was dead did nothing to calm my anger. In fact I needed him to be back to life just so I could kill him again, slower this time.
But I did not have powers like that so ii guess I’ll just keep on brooding.
And now some i***t decided it was the best idea to send Kennedie some tacky flowers and a goddamn love note.
Even now a week later, and I was still looking
