_{*.   leftoverfear.}

_{❝   okay,   so it’s not,   ❞      she agrees with a sigh,     head shaking back at her.     if only audrey could really explain to her what she was going through    (   if only she could explain it to ANYONE   )     then maybe she could take some of the burden off herself,    but she knew that just wasn’t possible.     ❝   we can’t just sit back and wait for it to be over.     we have to FIGHT IT,   ❞      she reminds her,     taking a deep breath as she continues to tug her along in an attempt to get far away from there.      ❝    and we’re going to.     and we’re going to win AGAIN.   ❞      but had they won the first time?    pipers accomplice is back now and seems to be fighting much more vicious than piper ever did,    it’s what worries audrey the most.      she can feel her cling to her,    having no problem with it as her arm runs soothingly over her arm and leads her back to her car.     ❝   that’s the paranoia talking.    if i’ve learned anything,    it’s that paranoia will only get you into a bigger mess.  ❞      but that’s easy to say to someone else when SHE’S not the one experiencing it.}  

_{❛    we barely made it out alive the last time.  and this   ——–    ,    doesn’t even feel like the last time.   it feels  ——–     ,   different.  BLOODIER.     ❜      there was an edge to her tone    ,   intense worry resigning in dark orbs.    it was a concept that she didn’t think to be possible    ——–     ,   considering bloodshed that’d commenced of the previous deaths.   but THE TRUTH to the statement hung heavy in the air   ,   especially since a most recent death was made out to be like a show.  insides smeared for everyone to see.   spencer had brushed off what she’d thought to be a holed theory that it was starting up again    ,    but it didn’t take long before brainiac was reeled back in.   now her paranoia    ,   like audrey said   ——-      ,    was constantly carrying a feeling of impending doom.   it was working over time    ,   encouragement attempts doing little bring down qualms.     ❛     i don’t want to be the next one walking around looking like carrie.   or be found dangling somewhere with my guts splattered everywhere.    ❜}