Jeremy doesn't know his sister said Nothing bad ever happens in Mystic Falls before the accident that happened where everything else started to spin out of control. It would seem really, really ironic to him now though, but it's true. Bad things didn't happen there, and then his parents died and... good things stopped happening.
The world went to hell. He felt like he was in hell, some type of numbness that he almost clung to, pain and grief that he couldn't express and couldn't get out. Then blood and supernatural and death, death, death... death.
At least when the blood is spilled with his own hands, it meant he had control... or it was supposed to mean that, but it doesn't. He doesn't have control even when he has these powers, these abilities that he never has had before. There's no control, just an endless spiraling.
Jeremy looks over at Tyler, wincing at what he says. "Seriously? Fuck. That's bullshit," he says, rolling his eyes as he suppresses the urge to toss the can of beer into the lake, and it's not even- It's just not fucking- He slides a hand over his face, closing his eyes as he shakes his head. "Jesus. That's not fair to you or to your mom."
It's bullshit.
Bullshit that he can't get justice for it, bullshit they are stuck in a world where they have no control and no choices, and what's the point of anything?
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Jeremy doesn't know his sister said Nothing bad ever happens in Mystic Falls before the accident that happened where everything else started to spin out of control. It would seem really, really ironic to him now though, but it's true. Bad things didn't happen there, and then his parents died and... good things stopped happening.
The world went to hell. He felt like he was in hell, some type of numbness that he almost clung to, pain and grief that he couldn't express and couldn't get out. Then blood and supernatural and death, death, death... death.
At least when the blood is spilled with his own hands, it meant he had control... or it was supposed to mean that, but it doesn't. He doesn't have control even when he has these powers, these abilities that he never has had before. There's no control, just an endless spiraling.
Jeremy looks over at Tyler, wincing at what he says. "Seriously? Fuck. That's bullshit," he says, rolling his eyes as he suppresses the urge to toss the can of beer into the lake, and it's not even- It's just not fucking- He slides a hand over his face, closing his eyes as he shakes his head. "Jesus. That's not fair to you or to your mom."
It's bullshit.
Bullshit that he can't get justice for it, bullshit they are stuck in a world where they have no control and no choices, and what's the point of anything?