Guilt.
*a month and a half had flown by, everyone had just returned home after Sybils funeral, whilst news had broken out about how Lawrence was mind controlled and almost everyone forgave him, one person hadn't, and it was the person he hurt the most and the person he craved forgiveness from the most*

Lawrence: *sat next to his sister* Kennedy I'm—

Kennedy: *immediately stood up and left*

Lawrence: *sighs*

August: I'll talk to your sister she'll be over it—

Lawrence: no.. I don't deserve her forgiveness, I took away the person she loved the most, mind control or not, I took her future away from her, she should've killed me, even though this feels a million times worse...

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Daydreams of the Deadly kind

Kennedy: *had stormed off, she headed to where it all happened, she found the spot she lost it all and fell to the ground there, she was already crying, she touched the ground and then looked at her engagement ring, everything around her started to shift, buildings came up from the ground, people started changing clothes, until Kennedy found herself in s house built right where Sybil's death occurred, Kennedy stood up and looked around, wiping her tears and patting down her jeans which shifted into a wedding dress, she then felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist from behind and she gasped quietly* Billie..?