post finale shenanigans with drawnhere

[burnedwolf]

[Peter grumbles as he feels his throat ache from shouting. The wolfsbane in his veins is too thick, it stopped even the smallest healing and it just makes him feel even more miserable. The glass is hard against his shoulder as he's heavily leaning against it, with crossed arms, staring into one of the corners of his cell. Which he has to share. But Peter knows better than to look at the guy directly again. It's not that he's afraid... really. It's just he's drugged and can't heal and feel as weak as when he crawled back from the grave and he's locked together with someone like THAT. It's annoyance and not fear, really.

He sighs, his head is heavy from whatever drugs they used on him, his senses are dulled and his whole body feels like someone else's. On top of that he is still a damn disgrace without being called an Alpha. Great day.]

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[burnedwolf]

A few weeks? [Peter's voice is too desperate for his liking, his limbs go numb with cold fear. He can't do this and watching Jordan just move away is not something he wants to see. Their bond is getting weaker even and it leaves Peter breathless once again.] No, I can't wait that long...

Stay! Talk to me, tell me something...! [His fingers bump into the glass as he's trying to get a hold of his mate, but of course he can't. He hears laughter and he's not sure if it's his cellmate or it's in his head anymore. He has a hard time believing any of this is happening.]

[drawnhere]

It's not safe for me to be around your cellmate. [He jerks his chin at the man who is ignoring them both. Jordan's taken a huge risk by coming in here. He doesn't know if Peter understands that but he has to be careful. He can't stay around without risking becoming a victim.]

I really did love you. [He shouldn't tell Peter that. Peter doesn't need any more pain but maybe this will help. Maybe it will give him hope.] There's got to be something in you that can do this, can do better.

[burnedwolf]

[Peter frowns, shaking his head. Of course he understands... and there is the nagging feeling of shielding Jordan from that other monster, but he can barely move his body.]

I know. [He sighs. And he did know, because every time Jordan said those words his heartbeat was steady and Peter could never understand how someone can honestly say those words to him. And it does hurt. He doesn't answer, because he doesn't know if he can really do this. Maybe he can't.

Peter wants to shout again at Jordan to stay and just talk to him. About anything, about what he's going to eat tomorrow, about the weather, or how he's going to sleep now, or if Jordan will ever come back, because promises are not like they used to be... But he forces himself to stay silent.]

[drawnhere]

Please, please, Peter don't hurt me like this again. I'll see if I can send you something until I can visit again.

[He needs to stop this, end the relationship but he can't. It hurts too much. He'll send Peter a shirt or a sweatshirt, something so he could have his scent. He'd have to figure out what to do with Peter's things, if he could part with them.]

Please take care of yourself.

[burnedwolf]

Would that help me? [Peter can't help but ask in a bitter laugh. He wants to say he's not going to hurt Jordan again, no matter what, but can he really? Apparently, the Hale curse where all he can do is to be a major disappointment has reached him too. Or he already had it.

Peter looks at Jordan and really wishing he could at least smell him for one last time.]

You too... be safe.

[drawnhere]

[Jordan bites his lip, watching Peter with regret and bittersweet love. He hates this so much. He clearly doesn't want to say goodbye but he turns away and goes home, leaving his love and his mate behind.]