"God loves me, he doesn't love you. You ain't worthy of nobodies love"
"God loves me, she doesn't love you, you ain't worthy of love."
"God doesn't love me, she doesn't love me, I ain't worthy of love."
"He doesn't love me, she doesn't love me, I'm not worthy.."
"I'm not worthy of anybody's love.."
"I'm not worthy of love..."
Piper's head swam as she fell backwards into the snow, unable to keep herself steadily upright over Pennsatucky's beaten body. She stared blankly up at the sky as those words tumbled around inside her head, evolving into her own personal mantra; "I'm not worthy."
What was it that Larry had said? "Piper, you were the one that was doing all the hurting. I can't be on your ride anymore..." Panic washed over her in waves. She reached to grab the fence behind her to pull herself up but she couldn't move. She reached higher up the fence while pulling harder. Pain explode in her abdomen and her vision faded to inky blackness as she gasped for air. Piper let go of the fence and moved her numb and trembling hands to her stomach. She couldn't feel anything. Her hands were so cold from the snow that she couldn't register any sensation. She tried to grab for the fence again but realized her hands were caught in her shirt. Her shirt? She fumbled around and bumped into something hard.
"Fuccckkk" she screamed as white hot pain shot through her body. Tears sprung to Piper's eyes. She remembered how Pennsatucky's cross had torn her hand and saw her bright red blood dripping into the silvery snow. "Maybe I do.. deserve this.." she drawled as slowly night enveloped her.
Nicky pushed open the door to the hall. "Hey Morello, wait a sec for me." Nicky walked to her cube and grabbed the poster. Alex was looking down at something; Nicky supposed it was her secret santa gift. "Hey Vause, watcha got?" Alex held up a small bottle, flipped the cap and took a whiff. "Lotion I think." Alex scoffed. "Well I am going to try my luck with Morello" Nicky held up the poster. "Wish me luck!"
Morello was still there in the hall waiting for Nicky. "What's goin' on Nicky?" Morello inquired, eyeing the back of the board Nicky was attempting to conceal.
"I wanted to show ya somthin' follow me," Nicky said through a smile. She lead them out through the door outside and held up the poster for Morello. "I wanted to make you something for Christmas, something that you would like, "Nicky rambled, "I know the groom should be a guy, but it's funny right?" Nicky prodded. Morello looked at the poster and ran her hand across the clippings.
"Aw Nicky it's gorg.." the words died on her lips as she looked up at Nicky and gasped.
"I'm sorry I spooked ya, I knew I should have made the groom a male.." Nicky tried to placate Morello.
Morello grabbed Nicky's shoulder and spun her around. "Jesus fuck.." Nicky murmured. Turning, they both bolted inside, screams for help issuing from both their mouths.