We don’t give sympathy |Farren|

levishaw:

He smirked. He actually had never crashed before. He’d come close, but not as bad as she was. His ‘family’ from home always needed care and help after their crashes. Seeing it made Levi aware and careful. He was great at taking care of those with the migraines and aches. He began to lead them down the bright hallways. “Close your eyes, you can trust me. The lights will only make it worse.” They finally reached the elevator and it was a short ride up to her flat.

Farren tensed. She didn’t trust him but she had no other choice. She shut her eyes and stepped carefully under Levi’s guidance, finally relaxing when she recognized that they were in the elevator. When the doors opened to her flat, she couldn’t help remembering the first time Levi had helped her. So much had changed since then. They were never going to be friends, but she didn’t entirely hate him- not anymore. “I promise I won’t kill you,” she whispered carefully. It was actually a promise she’d given Jaxon but it was the best she had now as an alternative to actually expressing thanks. “Not at first…”