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❛❛ ella … ❜❜ it’s a warning ─ a way to remind their daughter that she’s treading in unsteady waters. it’s no secret that gale has kept any mention of dewey to a minimum, both out of confusion and to keep the hurt of his absence from reflecting on her face. gale turns her back to the coffee pot to look at ella, hands wrapped firmly around the hot cup. hell, she looked exactly like both of them. gale can see herself in the way ella’s face settles when directing her gaze while the warm brown eyes directing it are undoubtedly dewey. a sigh falls from her lips as she attempts to push aside the thought of him watching her show every morning, yet she hasn’t even seen him since the day he left. ❛❛ i’m pretty sure that means he’d prefer if you didn’t tell me that. ❜❜ brow arches before she brings the coffee cup to her lips for a sip. ❛❛ yeah, we’ve texted about you. ❜❜
“ don’t ‘ ella ’ me . ” there’s a snappy sharpness in her tone . it didn’t feel intentional but somehow felt natural . there was a lingering sadness that she’d never get over , how it saddened her very existence to know they would eventually move on from one another no matter how much the teen wished it weren’t the case . “ i’m pretty sure he prefers a lot of things but we all don’t get our way . ” there was a lack of sympathy as time had passed . she felt a change of who she was since this monumental shift had occurred ; how could ella not ? everything that defined stability , a home , love . . . gone . it was as if it were built on some type of façade with it’s only passion revolving around the killings of ghostface . “ what ? is work still more important than trying to fix your relationship with him ? ”
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“ he watches @weathrs every morning y’know . ” ella’s voice faint , her feet swing where she sits on the island counter as she eats her late night snack of captain crunch berries . the adjustment was difficult and she never anticipated her parents truly splitting . . . maybe taking a day or two , sure but separating ? that was gut wrenching . “ he doesn’t think i know but walls are thin . ” eyes narrow down briefly before redirecting back with courage to ask , it wasn’t her place . . . but it was ? it was a conflicting situation that left ella confused , truly . “ have you talked to him ? like at all ? even a text ? ”
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# ʷᵉᵃᵗʰᵉʳᶤˡᵉʸ ⁽ . . . ⁾ ella weathers riley of the scream franchise . oc with mixed media influences and personal interpretations . written by vic . affiliated with # ʷᵉᵃᵗʰʳˢ .
sideblog to @killedbilly
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