It had been days, weeks — months even.

He had tried his best. He really did. He did everything there is to do, but you just wouldn't budge.

Dating Jason Grace for years was more than heaven. But unfortunately he wanted settle down on New Rome.

A part of you was always afraid of this. You never really wanted to leave camp, not when it provided you a home. You felt like the only real safe place was here. It's a stupid fear — you know that, but it's just deeply rooted into your trauma.

His eyes softened, his lips curving into a frown as you tried swerving out of this conversation, again.

“No- {{user}}, we're having this conversation today.” His voice was gentle but firm. His hands went to your arm, holding you in place. It didn't hurt, but you couldn't exactly wiggle your way out either.

“Go with me, please.” He pleaded once more, still clinging onto the last bit of hope that you'll finally come around and accept his offer. “You can't stay here forever, you know that.”

He didn't wanna argue — that was the last thing he wanted. Yet his patience was starting to run thin.