“yeah, let’s not have a repeat of how things went at your parents’.” layana commented with a grin, as she pushed out of the car and began to make her way up the familiar set of stepping stones that lead to the front door. 

her fist rattled against the front door, and within moments an older man came into view - a clean shaved face and graying hair all topped off with a suit to match the house in which he lived. “hi, daddy.” she said softly, her voice hushed, as the man greeted her with a kiss to the cheek. “this is landon.” she introduced, a bright smile on her face as she turned the attention over to her boyfriend. as any man would, he offered a hello and a smile - though it was clearly forced - before letting the two of them inside. “shoes off in the house.” he commented sternly, disappearing into the dining room where the entire table was already set for them. 

layanarxyner:

layana had always done such a good job of avoiding conversations about her home life. her father, in particular. a vile man that cared more about his image than his family, unless somebody disrespected the reyner line, of course. he had decorated the walls of their home with countless affairs throughout the years, and enough hatred to drive both of his children away as soon as they were old enough to leave. her brother had even gone as far as relocating to a different state - one of the which he never even revealed to the younger child, afraid that somehow word would make it’s way back to dear old dad.

“it’s not a place you’d want to live.” she commented, her voice dry. growing up in a home like so meant sacrificing everything over the years to appease her father. no friends, no boyfriends, no fun. college had been her second chance. landon had been her second chance, and the best thing she could have found. somebody that loved her, cared about her well-being before their own image ever came into worry. somebody who was everything her father wasn’t. “just keep conversation with him small, and if he gets out of line, we’ll leave, okay?” she said softly, though she knew it wouldn’t just be as easy as standing up and walking to their car. “it means so much to me that you came with me.”

Landon had noticed how little she talked about her family, not that he talked much about his, hell he’d be all but disowned at this point after the stunt he pulled with slugging his brother for talking poorly about Layana. So he couldn’t blame her in the slightest, but part of him was always curious. 

“Trust me..I know family issues” He said softly, leaning over to kiss her gently, his hand cupping her cheek and comfortingly stroking it. “Can do” He nodded. “I’ll keep my temper with him….not like with my family.” He chuckled a little and followed her. “I know. I love you” He smiled 

Originally posted by terriblyc0ntagious

layana had always done such a good job of avoiding conversations about her home life. her father, in particular. a vile man that cared more about his image than his family, unless somebody disrespected the reyner line, of course. he had decorated the walls of their home with countless affairs throughout the years, and enough hatred to drive both of his children away as soon as they were old enough to leave. her brother had even gone as far as relocating to a different state - one of the which he never even revealed to the younger child, afraid that somehow word would make it’s way back to dear old dad.

“it’s not a place you’d want to live.” she commented, her voice dry. growing up in a home like so meant sacrificing everything over the years to appease her father. no friends, no boyfriends, no fun. college had been her second chance. landon had been her second chance, and the best thing she could have found. somebody that loved her, cared about her well-being before their own image ever came into worry. somebody who was everything her father wasn’t. “just keep conversation with him small, and if he gets out of line, we’ll leave, okay?” she said softly, though she knew it wouldn’t just be as easy as standing up and walking to their car. “it means so much to me that you came with me.”

@landxnsteel

with time, layana was learning how to cope with what had happened to her in a healthier way. she was leaving the house again, eating regularly, and she had even agreed - after many long arguments - to see a therapist, and she had been consistent in her visits. things were getting easier, at least they were until her father inquired about the cost of therapy she had been charging to her bank account. it had read as a doctor’s pay, and he had worried that she was ill, and while she had tried to play it off as such, she could only do so well at lying to a man she was afraid of. she was terrified to see what her father would do if he knew the truth. 

luckily, he had dropped it, and stopped pushing for information, instead inviting her to dinner two weeks later. he had, of course, insisted that she bring along the man she was living with - another argument about the dorm he was paying for had been enough to make her way to say no right away. but he didn’t give her much choice. so, there they were, sitting in landon’s car, parked in the driveway of her father’s luxury home. “thank you for doing this.” she whispered, leaning over to fix his tie one last time before kissing his cheek, thankful her lipstick hadn’t left an impression. “i love you.”

@landxnsteel

with time, layana was learning how to cope with what had happened to her in a healthier way. she was leaving the house again, eating regularly, and she had even agreed - after many long arguments - to see a therapist, and she had been consistent in her visits. things were getting easier, at least they were until her father inquired about the cost of therapy she had been charging to her bank account. it had read as a doctor’s pay, and he had worried that she was ill, and while she had tried to play it off as such, she could only do so well at lying to a man she was afraid of. she was terrified to see what her father would do if he knew the truth. 

luckily, he had dropped it, and stopped pushing for information, instead inviting her to dinner two weeks later. he had, of course, insisted that she bring along the man she was living with - another argument about the dorm he was paying for had been enough to make her way to say no right away. but he didn’t give her much choice. so, there they were, sitting in landon’s car, parked in the driveway of her father’s luxury home. “thank you for doing this.” she whispered, leaning over to fix his tie one last time before kissing his cheek, thankful her lipstick hadn’t left an impression. “i love you.”

Layana: okay.

text: Blondie

Layana: you're not rushing me, baby. i want to try.

text: Blondie

Layana: oh, stop. Layana: do you think we could uhm Layana: try having sex again sometime soon? Layana: Last time wasn't bad, and I've missed being that close to you.

text: Blondie

Layana: you're the best.

text: Blondie

Layana: yes please! Layana: make sure they give me lots of barbecue sauce for my fries.

text: Blondie

layanarxyner:

landxnsteel:

layanarxyner:

landxnsteel:

Landon: What do you want? Landon: I don’t feel like cooking either…we both know what happened the last time I tried.

Layana: it was definitely not pretty. Layana: can you pick up Wendy’s??

Landon: Who knew pasta could catch on fire like that? Landon: Frosty too?

Layana: that poor pot sure didn’t. Layana: nah, i want one of those strawberry citrus vitamin waters they have in the fountain c:

Landon: Coming right up Landon: Your usual for food?

Layana: that poor pot sure didn't. Layana: nah, i want one of those strawberry citrus vitamin waters they have in the fountain c:

text: Blondie

layanarxyner:

landxnsteel:

Landon: What do you want? Landon: I don’t feel like cooking either…we both know what happened the last time I tried.

Layana: it was definitely not pretty. Layana: can you pick up Wendy’s??

Landon: Who knew pasta could catch on fire like that? Landon: Frosty too?

Layana: it was definitely not pretty. Layana: can you pick up Wendy's??

text: Blondie

Landon: What do you want? Landon: I don’t feel like cooking either…we both know what happened the last time I tried.

Layana: pick up some food on the way home? I don't feel like cooking...

text: Blondie

Landon: Hey

@layanarxyner

Layana: holding up. Wishing you were home.

text: Blondie

Landon: Hey

@layanarxyner

Layana: hey baby.

text: Blondie

Landon: Hey

@layanarxyner

There was no disputing that this was a risk on Layana’s part. She hadn’t even considered the idea of sex since everything had happened, but Landon made her feel safer than anybody else. As he slowly began to move, she hugged her arms around him tight, keeping him as close as she physically could. “I love you, too, Landon.” She whispered, almost surprised at how easily the words had slipped from her lips. She wasn’t used to caring about people, let alone loving them - or being loved in return. “Be gentle.” 

NIGHT TERRORS.

Layana: dad might not be the best person in the world, but he DOES care about you, lace.

Text || Layana

Lacey: I really hope so

Lacey: I already called dad and talked to him about this because I can’t pay for it on my own. I hated that I had to but he was really nice about it

Layana: let me know. Layana: maybe we'll both find the help we need.

Text || Layana

Lacey: were both dealing with our own stuff. I don’t want you to feel responsible for my mental health when I should be

Lacey: that’s really great though, Layana

Layana: will you be allowed visitors? I'd really like to come see you after my appointment.

Text || Layana

Lacey: were both dealing with our own stuff. I don’t want you to feel responsible for my mental health when I should be

Lacey: that’s really great though, Layana