“mmm— somehow, i’m not surprised.” there was no malice or sarcasm behind her words, but maybe a hint of a smile played at one corner of her lips at the memory. soon after, a small nod. “things change, not always for the better, and especially when they turn toxic-” a moment of hesitation as she bit the inside of her cheek, her hands pulling inside of her sleeves. “i’m sorry. about my behavior since then. feelings– they fuck me up, and i really haven’t been in a good place since we separated. i just– i hurt and i get scared. i don’t trust easily these days, and i can’t tell when anyone’s being genuine anymore, even if they’re trying to make up for things. i can’t even tell if moments of making up are genuine, especially when they’re preceded by days of mentioning other…not so great things. it’s just– it’s hard to deal. with everything.”

_{“things ended the moment my grandfather pulled his shit.” he wasn’t going to elaborate on it. the phone call may not have been what caused ( or even started ) everything to go down hill, but in his mind? it was the official action that caused the shit-show to start. something, that he could have taken far too much credit for, but instead, he decided to avoid talking about it. it was more then likely better for both of them that way.} 

_{“after that? well,” he rubbed at his chin for a few moments. “keeping out of trouble doesn’t end up well for someone like me. even more so when i’ve been dragged back home.” not that ky could remember every time he went back – he just knew that it never was pleasant. even more so the last few times he’d met meph. “i thought things would be different by now, but… things never change with my family. especially with meph.”}