_{the   silence   between   them   is   unnerving   ;   amost   as   unsettling   as   emma’s   voice   had   been,   loud   and   incriminating,   in   the   hallway   earlier   that   day.   worst   of   all,   she   deserved   it   –   the   cold   shoulder,   the   silence,   the   side-eyed   glares,   all   of   it.   she’d   brought   this   upon   herself   –   not   telling   emma   the   truth   sooner,   and   now   they   were   stuck   in   this   incredibly   awkward   situation   barely   saying   two   words   to   each   other.   (   she   deserved   it,   but   this   was   what   that   demented   psycho   wanted   —   and   audrey   was   just   about   done   letting   the   masked   freak   in   question   control   her   life.   )   ‘   OKAY,   this   is   ridiculous   —   this   isn’t   helping   us   find   noah   and   this   –   this   is   exactly   what   the   killer   wants   !   ’   her   voice   is   loud,   echoes   in   the   damp,   narrow   hallway,   when   she   finally   snaps,   when   her   voice   fills   the   empty   space   between   them,   hoping   to   get   emma   to   at   least   make   eye   contact   with   her.   the   silent   treatment   was   becoming   too   much,   enough   to   make   her   skin   crawl   the   longer   they   stood   at   odds   —   they   felt   too   far   apart.}

_{‘   i   mean,   he’s   literally   trying   to   drive   a   wedge   between   us   —   and   we’re   letting   it   happen   !   ’        //        for @finalgirled !}