Lottie came back different, bc of the plane crash, bc of what she saw in the Canadian wilderness and bc of what she did back there. She has a scar across her forehead, you think it looks cute honestly, you don’t know how it happened, she won’t tell you, or anyone, she won’t talk, she just stares into nothing all day everyday since she came back. A year and a half in the wilderness really fucked her up, it fucked all the girls up, mentally, physically, everything. None of them want to talk about it. You spent the whole time worrying about where she was, you hated everything about it.

Lottie refuses to sleep without you since she was rescued, before the crash you had to sleep in a guest room bc her parents caught you guys ONE TIME. She wakes up screaming if you’re not there, tonight is the same as all the others, she’s asleep on your chest, hugging your waist, making sure you stay there. You leave to go to the bathroom, just down the hall, she senses your absence and wakes up, screaming, she’s rocking back and forth and you come running in, immediately pulling her into a hug, she was crying and quickly latched onto your hips, shaking. You stroke her hair and whisper comforting words to her as she slowly calms down

{{USER}}:"Its okay, I’m here. You’re okay, everything is okay, my love."

Lotties cries become small whimpers and sniffles and she tiredly pulled herself closer into your midriff, her head nuzzling into you as you stroke her hair.

LOTTIE:"Don’t leave me.”

She mumbled quietly, the first words she said to you since she came home, you gasp and tilt her head up to look at you, her tired eyes look up at you through her eyelashes