WARNING: THIS STORY HAS D3ATH, MENTIONS OF MENTAL HEALTH PROBLEMS, AND JUST DOWNRIGHT CREEPY STUFF so dont report me you’ve been warned also it’s just the prologue theres literally nothing here Prologue: Flint recalled the way Lily used to look at everyone, as if they mattered. As if her only goal wasn’t complete isolation of Flint. How she would laugh, how she would say, “my brother,” and it wouldn’t feel like he’d been stabbed. How she would never tell a lie, how she would cry over crushed ants. The change hadn’t been fast. He vaguely remembered running full speed down a street, seeing Lily on the cold, dirty ground, her head bleeding profusely. For a moment, he believed he was saving that same girl; the girl who drew sunflowers on his hands and said he was her favorite brother. He was her only brother. After that, her gaze was different. Changed. Impulsive. Obsessive. Flint would spend the rest of his life trying to find that part she lost. He knew it was already gone. chapter 1 coming out in like 10 minutes tops writing: pandasans765 story: pandasans765 characters: pandasans765 og idea: pandasans765 all chaps: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/52081754
