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There's the room, just like the last time he saw it, and since when does Elaine have a key?
The t-shirt he didn't wear and the towel he used to dry off after the shower are still right there, right on the bed where he left them and it's then that it hits him: Beth's not here.
She's not here.
(blink blink blink)
She's... not fucking here.
And there isn't a damn thing he can do about it, not in this condition. So he lets Elaine walk him over to the bed where he sits heavily, left leg out straight, left arm still curled up protectively against that gash in his stomach, the one Vicious gave him, that's bleeding like it has no intention of stopping.
Beth's not here.
His mind goes blank.
The t-shirt he didn't wear and the towel he used to dry off after the shower are still right there, right on the bed where he left them and it's then that it hits him: Beth's not here.
She's not here.
(blink blink blink)
She's... not fucking here.
And there isn't a damn thing he can do about it, not in this condition. So he lets Elaine walk him over to the bed where he sits heavily, left leg out straight, left arm still curled up protectively against that gash in his stomach, the one Vicious gave him, that's bleeding like it has no intention of stopping.
Beth's not here.
His mind goes blank.