@honeysuckleds said : “ i wish this could last forever. ” / ☢
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i wish this could last forever. though it's fabricated, she flashes a smile. she doesn’t know how to respond to him without lying, and she really doesn’t want to lie to him. as soon as wyatt looks away, her mouth relaxes into a frown. julia came here with the expectation that in three months she would be out of this hell hole and the memories would be out of her mind quicker than she can down a glass of champagne. by this time next year, she’d get her trust fund and then she wouldn’t even be able to remember she spent a whole, dreadful summer at camp evergreen. if she can recall it’s name, that is. and yet, it grew to be much more complicated. wyatt changed everything. god, he’s annoying. he had encouraged her to do things she hadn’t done before and he was right by her side each and every one of those moments. he somehow even got her to do boring camp activities because with him they were anything but boring. what was supposed to be the worst experience of her life turned out to be the happiest one she’s had. she has wyatt and his inability to give up on her to thank for that.
it didn’t have to be this way. it could be simple again. julia has the option of picking wyatt over her parents and just letting the rest fall into place. however, she still has this little voice in the back of her head reminding her how good life is back at home, how perfect it is. for a long time, she’s held her past on a pedestal and that’s why no matter how extraordinary being with wyatt is, she has to return home. it’s too comfortable not to. he may have broken her out a shell, but nothing can take her from her lavish lifestyle. she was going to go home and all aspects of her world were to remain the same. she shouldn’t have been so stupid. it’s her own fault for getting herself mixed up with some random guy. it’s like she told ivy: this is camp, this isn’t the real world. she got lost in this daydream, now it was time to wake up.
except she can’t help thinking he’s not just some guy. as she lay next to him, an arm around her shoulder keeping her close, this doesn’t feel like she’s dreaming. so, maybe she can reply without outright lying. she does want to stay like this forever. the only problem being that she knows, deep down, it’s not going to happen. the truth is unavoidable and this is going to be their last conversation before the sun rises and julia breaks the news. and probably his heart in the process. it’s kinda sad, he has no idea what is in store for him tomorrow morning. she keeps putting off their goodbye in order to spare his feelings, at least that’s what she tells herself. honestly, she wants to spend as much time with him as possible because she did–––– does–––– like him. procrastinating and dragging it out until the last minute had been her plan since she realized how she felt about him. and also a little part of her believed that maybe he would get sick of her and finish it for himself. no one else had put up with her for a whole summer and it would’ve made their situation much, much easier for her. but considering the fact they were currently falling asleep next to each other, that wasn’t the case. it’s going to be awful. sure, hurting others is second nature to julia, but not with wyatt. hurting him is different. although, that wasn’t going to stop her.
“ me too. ”
my muse tells your muse that they need to break up. julia didn’t get any sleep that night. she spent most of it staring at the ceiling. the thought of what she was going to tell him in a few hours was too much stress to even keep her eyes closed. once she decided there was going to be no sleeping for her, she snuck out from under wyatt’s embrace and his cabin. it was far past curfew, but when did she ever care about the rules of camp? seriously, what were they going to do? kick her out on the last day? no way in hell. at first, she believed stopping by a few of the places with the best memories would be the best choice for a night like this. like most of julia’s ideas, it was a bad one. it ended up upsetting her more. having been reminded of her favorite things made the reality of leaving tug at her heart strings. all she ever wanted since stepping foot at this place was to go home. now, not being here seems impossible.
the sun began to come up over the horizon as she gently swung on the hammock she and wyatt had fallen asleep at on a few occasions. it also happened to be the place she very aggressively forced him to make the first move between them. ew, being sad is not it. julia quickly rose to her feet and took the usual path to her cabin. there’s no better time than the present to start packing. and it’s going to take a while to put her ridiculous amount of belonging in their appropriate bags. that’s when she reached under her bed and came across those shoes–––– the same shoes one of the nasty campers threw up on. the shoes wyatt cleaned and then flipped her life upside down.
the click of the screen door causes julia to jump, slightly. she wasn’t expecting someone to come in so early and the sound startles her. she turns to see what monster is up at this hour to bother her. wyatt, of course. she forgotten he woke at the ass crack of dawn. when he asks her where she’d run off to this morning, she gulps. “ i... ” julia cautiously places her jimmy choos on top of the luggage and shrugs. pretending there was nothing wrong is starting to eat away at her, she can’t put this show on for much longer. it had to end now. “ i’m sorry, ” any signs of gratitude disappears from her features and she takes a step back, “ i can’t. ” there’s a pause as she takes a deep breath. she has to be as stoic as ever, or else he’d alter the decision with ease. “ i can’t do this. ”
“ we’re leaving today, so i think we should just stop whatever this is now. ”