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twinkleimagines · 3 years

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✨lost and found✨

Tom is in AtlantA filming for spider man 3 and he takes a walk at night. Since he avoided his agents instructions to strictly not go anywhere without any protection, he ends up walking down the wrong road and gets bombarded by a group of people who don’t have the best intentions. Luckily you were watching and came to the rescue.

( I’m from Clayton county and am very familiar with Atl and how some neighborhoods are up there so if anyone is from Atlanta and gets offended on how this story goes , well sorry. )

Tom POV: “ I just feel so overwhelmed today” Tom said over the phone to his best friend Harrison. Tom had spent all week long shooting for the film ‘ Spider-Man 3’ and it felt like he was continuously had someone over his shoulder telling him what he can and can’t do.

“ go for a walk mate clear your head” Harrison responded trying to comfort his friend.

“ they’d never let me, not alone at least” Tom whispered, trying not to let anyone ease drop. He was in the hotel room alone but he usually had someone on the outside of his door making sure no one else got in.

“ disguise yourself up, make up an excuse and when the coast is clear go “. Tom contemplated for a second before agreeing. He figured if he disguised himself enough, plus with it being far outside . How hard could that be , right?

“ alright I’ll call you if I make it out” Tom said before hanging the phone up. Tom didn’t do too well of desguising himself unfortunately, all he had put on was an oversized hoodie and a black hat, placing the hoodie over the top of his hat. What did benefit him though, was he could see the entrance to the back door to the hotel, and there were absolutely no paparazzi or anyone at that matter waiting for him.

“ you need something?” One of his body guards asked as Tom opened the door to his hotel.

“ just ice” Tom said shaking the empty container for ice. The man reached out for it but Tom quickly pulled away.

“ c’mon man it’s just down the stairs I just want to walk alone for a second and I’ll be right back” he stated ‘ sincerely’. I mean he wasn’t lying.

“ alright , just hurry” . Tom nodded enthusiastically before speed walking his way to the elevator before the guy changed his mind. He couldn’t believe the guy was this stupid to let him go but at the same time he was beyond thankful. Tom side heavily as he open the exit door the cold breeze hitting his face. He immediately started walking , his head lowered some so no one close by would recognize him. He had even turned his phone off so no one could bother him. It had been a long time that he could walk in a overpopulated city like this and not be bothered, and it had been probably the most peaceful walk he had had in a long time to be in fact . The way the building lit up the sky, the groups of people passing by as if he was just another pedestrian , all of it just molding together perfectly. He hadn’t even noticed how long he had been walking , and at this point - he was lost.

Toms eyes roamed everywhere, trying to see something that looked familiar but at this point he couldn’t recognize a single area. He wasn’t paying attention, he was zoned out, his mind everywhere else and now it’s cost him his way back. Tom quickly turned around , walking back in the direction he came from holding he’d see something he remembers but there was nothing .

A few minutes went by , Toms heart racing with each step , fear going over him . The last place he wanted to get lost in was this big over populated city. He knew he had plenty of fans and eventually he was going to get spotted. Thankfully though Tom noticed a bus stop.

“ this has got to be it” he said out loud before turning down the street next to him.

What Tom didn’t register though was that he walked passed the bus station, but continued straight at first , but this time he decided to turn , taking him down a neighborhood like road. Tom calmed down as he walked , feeling a bit more confident in his decision, that is until someone across the street yelled at him.

“Hey!” They yelled, walking across the street to the side walk Tom was on. Tom did his best to keep his head down ignoring the girl but unfortunately it grabbed everyone else’s attention. “ hey you in the hoodie!” She yelled again , causing Tom to look up directly at her . The face she made when he made eye contact reassured him that she knew exactly who he was. “ oh I fucking knew it bro!” She beamed excitedly yelling back at her group of friends. When Tom looked over , he could tell he was more in the ghetto area. There were at least four guys, tatted up, a lot of flashing jewelry, their pants a little below their waste, and the other girl that was with them was dressed the same as the girl who spotted Tom. She had the basic biking shorts and t-shirt and definitely some expensive kicks.

“ yo ain’t you that spidey guy?” One of the guys asked. They had all managed to circle Tom at this point, looking him up and down.

“ yeah yeah That’s me” Tom said nervously . They all looked at each other and laughed when he spoke with a British accent , surprising them.

“ oh man you far from home for real aren’t you” the guy replied back. Toms heart was pounding at this point as the crowd circled closer and closer .

“ nah man we are filming here but I was just -“

“ I bet you some millionair huh?” One guy spoke up, everyone agreeing with him. “ man how much this watch cost you?” One guy asked reaching out for Toms wrist but he pulled away.

“ look I don’t want any trouble “

***

Y/n POV:

“ y/n set the table for grandma baby” your grandma said to you from the living room. You were visiting your grandma for the weekend at her place in Atlanta, just to get a break from home and school. It was just you and her thankfully giving you a relaxing weekend.

“ okay grandma” you said before setting the place mats out.

“ hey!” You heard someone from outside . Just your curious self, you peaked out the kitchen which was looking out towards the street. You saw a young guy getting surrounded by a group that looked to be up to no good. Within seconds they were grabbing at his belonging .

“ I think this guy is about to get Robbed grandma!” You said heading towards the door. She tried warning you to stay clear that You didn’t need to be a hero , but you were already out the door before she had finished.

“ hey!” You shouted running up towards the crowd with your phone out. “ back the fuck off!” You yelled out , recording them. “ if you all just walk away I won’t report you for robbery , and I’m recording you all so they’ll know exactly who the suspects are”. The group hesitated before turning around and walking away.

“ you okay?” You asked grabbing onto the guys shoulder. He looked like he was about to throw up from fear but something about him looked so familiar.

“ honestly I’m not “ he stated shaking his head, breathing heavily. “ I’m completely lost and if it weren’t for you I would’ve been - I would’ve been screwed.” He stated . You smiled a bit feeling accomplished- and at the extremely attractive British accent. “ well my grandma just made dinner, would you like to come inside and eat and we’ll try to get you back to where you belong” you offered. The guy stood for a second, contemplating, but something about your face being so friendly made him feel comfort and safe . He nodded before following you inside.

“ this is my grandma , Grandma this is... what did you say your name was again?” You asked. He quickly took his hat off before walking up and shaking her hand.

“I’m Tom Holland ma’am “ he said. You scrunched your face up. Why does that sound so familiar ?

“ I Honedtly cannot thank your grand daughter enough ! I don’t know what would’ve happened to me out there if she wouldn’t have come to the rescue.” He stated.

“ oh sweet boy, are you hungry ? It’s just the two of us” she offered , patting the back of Toms hand.

“I don’t want to intrude “ he stated shaking his head .

“ oh no , join us. It is the least you could do” she said referring to you just rescuing him. He nodded in agreement before walking into the dining room with the two of you.

“ I was going to ask if you went to school here because you look so familiar, but given your accent I’m sure you don’t. “ you stated sitting down in your chair.

“ oh yeah- no I’m from England” he stated placing his napkin in his lap.

“ England?” Your grandma questioned. “ you really are lost” she stated , placing the food down on the table .

“ oh I’m suppose to be here in Atlanta for filming I just wasn’t suppose to be here. “

“ filming?” You asked, drawing his attention back to you. He nodded taking a sip of his drink . “ are you an actor or something? “

“ yeah I’m filming spider man 3”. It was like a light bulb went off in your head.

“ I knew I recognized you!” You beamed feeling accomplished for finally putting 2 and 2 together, ( even though he basically already told you) .

“ yeah “ he chuckled at your excitement. “ unfortunately that’s how I ended up in that jam out there” he stated . “ they knew who I was and i guess they thought I had a lot of money- I mean I have a lot of money.. that’s not what I meant I just mean me being an actor I mean I-“ you laughed out loud watching him fumble through his words trying not to sound conceited.

“ I know what you meant “ you said with a sincere smile following. Toms cheeks turned red, blushing as he couldn’t help to think how cute your laugh was. Most of dinner went on with you and him asking questions amongst each other, getting more and more comfortable with each other.

“ alright baby I’ve got to get me some sleep, it was nice meeting you Tom honey I hope you can get yourself back safely” your grandmother said before giving you a kiss goodnight.

“ listen I’ve got a car, I can drive you back to the hotel” you stated looking back at Tom . He nodded, almost as if he was saddened at the thought of leaving. You both had managed to get in the car safely, without anyone noticing. “ yanno” you spoke up after turning the key in the ignition. “ we can take a detour “. Tom grinned, excitement running through him.

“ A detour?”

“ yeah I know a few spots” you beamed before backing out of the driveway. The first area you had taken him to was the Fountain of Rings.

“ my grandma use to bring me here a lot when I was a kid” you stated as you both watched the holes on the ground light up while shooting water out. “ she thought it was so funny to watch me try to dodge the water” you laughed, reminiscing on your childhood. Tom smiled, his eyes not leaving your face. He watched in awe as the colors from the fountains lit up your face, and sparkles in your eyes almost as stars. You could feel his stare, and if it wasn’t for the colors beaming on you he would’ve seen that your face was becoming cherry red.

“ would you like to do it again? But with me?” He asked, holding his hand out. giggled before Tom dragged you out towards the fountains. For the most part it was laughter coming from the both of you as you managed to dodge the water, the sprinkles damping the both of you up. Someone close by sitting on one of the concrete bench started playing music from their speaker, causing you to twirl around dancing with your arms in the air. Your dampened hair swirled around you with each turn, and Tom couldn’t take his eyes of you.

Each time you spun, your eyes landed on Tom, who had the biggest smile on his face, going ear to ear. Your smiled dropped as you realized Tom was standing just a little too close to a fountain that had just lit up.

“TO-“ before you could even finish with your warning, water shot up out of the fountain, catching the whole right side of Tom.

“ oh my gosh!” He shouted out, frozen in shot as half of his body dropped with water. You fell to your knees in laughter , holding onto your stomach. Tom ran over to you, shaking his head splashing you with water from his hair . “ I can’t believe you didn’t tell me “ he stated jokingly while attempting to squeeze out as much water as possible.

“ hey i think I did enough saving tonight” you stated jokingly referring to earlier. He nodded agreeing before putting his soaking wet arm over your shoulder .

“ well where to next darling?” He asked . You lowered your head blushing . “ I figured we could ride on the Sky view before you go back. “ you said pointing at the big lit up Farris wheel in the distance . “ it will definitely help dry you up” you laughed .

“ oh thanks” he laughed before grabbing your purse for you. “ so do you have a boyfriend ?” He asked, his hands now in his pockets. You shook your head no, grinning at the question.

“ no one has really grabbed my attention “ you stated. “ people our age seem to be only interested in flings. No one seems ready for commitment. “ he nodded , his headed lowered watching his feet glide across the side walk.

“ why about you though?” You asked nudging him with your elbow. “ any lovers back in England ?”

“ nope” he said popping the ‘P’. Instant relief flooded through your body. You couldn’t understand though, after tonight he would eventually go back to his normal fame life and forget all about you. “I was in one for a long while, but as my fame grew it was harder to hold the relationship.” He stated looking at you. “ it’s hard because relationships require a lot of attention and the more I did for my career the less attention I gave her and she just , I guess wasn’t cut out for it “ he stated.

“ when you really love someone , you should be supportive even if it doesn’t benefit you or isn’t convenient to you. Or at least that’s what I think.” You said pushing your hair behind your ear. Tom smiled.

“ I was thinking the exact same thing” he stated. You could feel butterflies forming in your stomach as you both stared long at each other . He had Argumentally the most beautiful brown eyes you had ever seen. your stare was cut short when you noticed his face become extremely lit up.

“ where here” you stated, looking up at the Sky view. You both sat down in one of the gondolas , the cold breeze now causing you to shiver.

“ here” Tom said scooting ever so close to you, wrapping his arm around you.

“ you won’t do much good with your close wet” you laughed, but the gesture was much appreciated. He laughed before looking back at your face .

“ y:n” he said softly . You looked over at him, realizing he was blushing.

“ yeah?”

“ I just want to thank you” he said sincerely . You smiled looking down shyly.

“ it was no problem” you stated shrugging your shoulders.

“ no seriously” he said lifting your head up with his chin. “ not only did you chance taking in a complete stranger into your home , but you rescued me, and you made this entire night make me feel..” he paused for a second, questioning how he was going to describe what he was feeling. “ you made me feel so normal. Not some celebrity. “ you chuckled slightly . “ really Y:n. I wanted to get away tonight because it’s always , interviews, filming , the press , paparazzi following you everywhere, ‘ Tom do this or do that’- I mean I just never get a break.” he stated looking down at his lap. “ but tonight you took all of that away . I was able to enjoy stuff without a thousand photos being taken . I was able to conversate without feeling like I had to worry about what I said without someone selling it to a reporter . I just feel normal.. and safe with you” he said before taking your hands in his.

“ honestly Tom, you make being a celebrity sound horrible” you both laughed at your response before it got quiet again.

“ well without a doubt I would take this night over any of my nights of fame in a heartbeat” he stated . Before you cpuld respond, Tom leaned in, pressing his lips against yours . Your hands immediately found their way to the back of his head, tugging slightly on his hair. His hands were pressed on your lower back , pulling you closer towards him. You let a slight moans as he squeezing your bottom giving him access to place his tongue in your mouth. You had shivers and goosebumps all over your body, even though the cold might breeze did play a hand in that . Eventually though you both had to breathe , pulling away from each other , giggles following shortly after . There was a peaceful quiet between the both of you, neither of you wanting to actually go separate ways.

“ you won’t forget me with you?” You said quietly , looking down at your hands nervously. Tom scoffed .

“ I wouldn’t dare” he responded grabbing your hands again. “In fact we can exchange numbers “ he said pulling out his phone, turning it on. “ just don’t go selling my number ok” he said jokingly . You laughed , quickly interrupted by the sound of his phone non stop notifications going off.

“ wow, you were definitely missed” you said watching notifications pouring . Tom shook his head .

“ it’s mainly my agents freaking out . “ he said Reading through the messages .

“ do you think they’ve reported you missing or something ?” You asked, worry running over you.

“ oh no they wouldn’t . That would put me in serious danger. Thiusands would be searching me and not all would have good intentions” he said typing on his phone . “ I told them I was with a friend and that I’d be there soon so they would calm down” you didn’t respond, only lowering your head down sighing heavily. “ but I’m in no rush” he said reassuring you. You smiled before leaning back in, kissing him.

“ I really hope we can stay friends after this “ you stated as you both got off of the ride .

“ y/n- I for sure want to be friends with you , and definitely keep in contact”

***

You had made it back to the hotel, standing at the back door that Tom had originally snuck out of.

“ can’t believe I’m back here. Tonight was crazy” he said turning around smiling at you, only to find a frowning face looking back at him . “ what wrong darling?” He asked placing your cheek in the palm of his hand.

“ it’s just , you’re so famous, you have thousands in your face daily screaming how much they love you. You have so much on your hands.. A-and I’m so happy for you I just feel sad. I feel like I’ve bonded with you so well already and I just don’t see how you’ll remember little me “ you stated messing with the strings of your hoodie. Tom wrapped his arms around you.

“ I could never forget someone like you. “ he stated pulling away from the hug. “ and whose to say if you’re not busy you couldn’t come see me wherever I’m at” you smiled nodding widely .

“ I’d love to-“

“ TOM” someone shouted from the door. “ get inside ! If the press got pictures of you hugging a girl you’d be the center of attention for the next month!” Tom sighed, nodding.

“ goodbye y/n, I’ll see you soon” he stated before walking back inside. You stood there watching him through the glass doors walking down the hallway with presumably his agent before turning a corner , disappearing. It was an instant wave of sadness hitting you, tears filling up in your eyes. You knew Tom was sincere with what he said but how could he possibly have time for you? You knew if things were to progress with him you would keep to your word and be supportive even in long distance , but was Tom really interested in you? Or just the night you had provided for him? When you went to open your car door, you felt your phone vibrate in your back pocket .

“ look up” you read from a new number . Your heart fluttered as you looked up, to see Om 3 stories high staring out his hotel room window , waving st you. You smiled waving back before wiping the tear away.

You had gotten home and you and Tom FaceTimed, him telling you about the hour long lecture he had with his agents, explaining why he did what he did . By midnight , Tom was asleep, slightly snoring on the mic, you falling asleep shortly after .

It had been three months while Tom filmed in Atlanta, and today they would be leaving to film in a different location. You both managed to spend as much time as possible together , you had even gotten to sit on set with them on film a few times. It hadn’t become official but the two of you were almost inseparable, but today was dreaded. Things were great when you were just a few miles away from him, but how were things going to work out if you’re states away? A thousand thoughts were running through your head as you drove to the Atlanta filming arena , where you would say your goodbyes to Tom. You dressed up in a laced tight white dress, it fluffing out at the bottom just above your knees. You had your hair waved, it propped up over your shoulders and light make up on. You had made your own photo album of the photos you had taken together over the 3 months together as a ‘ don’t forget me’ present to Tom.

“ Pass please?” The security guard asked as you drove up to the gates.

“ I just came to see Tom” you responded . The guy laughed .

“ right I can’t just let you in on that comment , you know how many fans come here daily trying to see Tom ?” You sighed heavily, knowing that was probably true.

“ well can I call him and get him to come here? “ you asked. The guy nodded before pointing to the side , telling you to park on the side . You had tried calling Tom but he didn’t answer so you messaged him asking to let you in . It had been a few minutes before he had gotten it approved for you to go inside, but of course when you did make it in, he was standing in the parking lot smiling widely at you.

You quickly squealed jumping out of the car, landing in his arms seconds later.

“ I missed you” he said softly in your ear . You giggled before leaning your head back , pressing your lips against his.

“ I brought you something” you beamed taking a step back.

“ oh yeah ?” He asked excitedly. You lifted up your gift bag, pulling out a heart of chocolates handing them to him. Next you pulled out your hand made photo album labeled ‘ forget me not’. You had decorated it , mostly with Spider-Man themed stuff . He blushed grinning widely .

“ this is the cutest thing I’ve ever gotten” he beamed looking through the photos you had taken together .

“ that way when you’re missing me or forgetting me , you could look at this and remember me and remember what we had “ you said looking up at him. He furrowed his eyebrows together closing the book.

“ stop saying that” he said with frustration. “ I’m not going to forget you “

“ I’m sorry” was all you could say.

“ listen I wanted to talk to you about that” he said taking a step back. “ I want us to be official. And I want you to come with me as much as your schedule allows it” you gasped, before jumping in his arms , happy tears running down your face .

“ yes baby yes” you beamed out as he hugged you tightly .

“ come back to my trailer, I’ve got something for you” he said setting you down, before leading you to his trailer.

When you walked in there was pink and red rose petals trails on the floor, leading back to his bed. There were also lit candles trailing on both sides as well. “ go ahead” he said , pointing back to the bed that you were staring at nervously . There was a heart , with a piece of paper in the middle on the bed. You picked it up, realizing it was a plane ticket to California.

“ come with me “ Tom said softly in your ear, his arms wrapping around your waste. “ today” .

You turned around .

“ what about my grandma?” You asked . After the weekend you and Tom first met, you had moved in with your grandmother. Not entirely because of Tom but because she was all alone and didn’t live in the best neighborhood.

“ we could look into putting her Into something better , she’s okay she’s a very independent woman and she can take care of herself , but we can get her in a better home and neighborhood if you’d like “ he offered . You nodded excitedly turning around hugging him.

“ I’d love that” you said before pressing your lips against his. Things got heated quickly, Tom laying you down against the bed. He pressed his body up against yours, his legs in between yours. You could feel his bulge against you as his hands roamed over your breast . You quickly pushed him off of you, him rolling over onto his back .

“ I want you” you moaned out as you placed yourself on top of him, your hips slowly grinding against him. Toms hands were placed on the lower part of your bottom, squeezing tightly with each grinding motion you did on top of him.

“ take this off” Tom said , lifting at your dress. Your quickly pulled the dress over your head , revealing you were only wearing red things. This was Toms first time seeing you like this , his face turning pink while he stared at your hardened nipples.

“ woah” he breathed out before sticking one of your breasts in his mouth, his tongue going in circles around your nipple . You moaned out loudly as your grinded harder on to him, feeling him jump under-

Bang bang bang

You and Tom jumped quickly as you heard someone banging on his trailer door. Thank god Tom locked it .

“ Tom come on buddy you need to get ready for our last scene so we can wrap up and head to LA” Tom sighed heavily sitting up.

“ be out in a sec” he stated before standing up.

“ I guess I’ll get dressed “ you said standing back up grabbing your dress.

“ y/n “ he said stopping you by grabbing your hands. “ please come with me” . Tom placed the plane ticket in your hand, looking at you with pleading eyes. You nodded excitedly. “ oh yes!” Tom said before kissing you once again. “ go home, pack up and meet me back here okay? “ suggested before kissing you on th lips one last time before walking out of the trailer.

This was going to be one adventurous journey.

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ilovefandoms102 · 4 years

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Part 23

Summary: John B. escapes, but not like how you thought he would...

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Part 22

AU:Part 24

Note: I started a new series featuring an OC and Kylo Ren/Ben Solo on my Wattpad under the same username! If you like Star Wars go check it out!

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We waited for what felt like hours for John B., I started to grow worried if something bad had happened. I paced around my yard while the other Pogues chilled on the porch. I pulled out my phone, anxiously waiting for a text or a call at least from my brother. He should have already been here.

“Where the hell is he?” I asked, turning to face my friends.

“Maybe there were complications?” Kie said as more of a question. I could see she was almost as worried as I was.

“You’re stressing yourself out too much baby, take a breather.” JJ said, standing to play with his hacky sack.

Just then we heard a car coming up to the chateau, a police car. We all jumped into action, I backed up closer to the boat. John B. jumped out of the driver side, all of us sighing in relief. I ran to my brother, crushing him into a hug.

“You scared the shit out of me asshole” I said, playfully shoving him.

“Is everything ready to go?” he asked, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep and crying. My heart tightened in my chest, I wasn’t prepared to let him go.

“Yeah, I packed some stuff for you.” I said, all of us walking to the boat.

“Love you man, be careful.” Pope said, doing their handshake before embracing for a brief moment.

“Please don’t do anything stupid.” Kie said, tears streaming down her face as she hugged him.

“I love you bro, we’ll meet ya down the coast as soon as we can.” JJ said, the two boys embracing each other for a long moment. I could see tears in JJ’s eyes, despite him trying to put on the tough guy act.

“I hate this so much” I whispered, tears pouring down my face. My brother and I both sobbed when it came to our turn to hug each other.

“I-I don’t want to leave you,” John B. cried, burying his face into my neck and I doing the same to him.

“I know, I don’t want you to go either Birdie.” I whispered.

“I love you so so much Bubba. I can’t imagine my life without you, you’re my best friend.” JB blubbered, squeezing me tighter.

“Do I beat Sarah?” I asked, earning a watery laugh from John B.

“Of course, you’re my sister. Do I beat JJ?” he asked, sniffling.

“Hey!” JJ yelled jokingly, earning a laugh from all of us.

“Yes of course you do Birdie, you were my first friend. My twin, we literally have shared our whole lives together.” I said, rubbing his back before pulling away. He got on the boat, looking back at us.

“Thank you guys, I’m sorry I got us into this mess” he said, tearing up again. The Pogues held each other close.

“At least we did it together,” I said, looking at my friends then back to John B..

John B. pulled away from the dock, turning back to wave one more time. When he turned back around, my chest started to burn. I let out a choked sob, JJ putting his arms around me from behind and laying his head on my shoulder. Kie and Pope coming to hug me as well. The chateau was then surrounded by hundreds of cops, I grabbed on to JJ tight.

“Where did he go?” one cop asked.

“He’s gone” JJ said.

“You kids come with us” Shouppe said, several cops coming to push us into the vehicles.

We were driven to the Cameron’s where the police had a huge tent set up. I spotted Ward talking to some policemen. My blood boiled, wanting nothing more than to strangle that man myself for what he did to my brother. I was brought to a separate tent, joined by two officers.

“Do you know where your brother is going?” one asked.

“Even if I did know I wouldn’t say shit, you have the wrong person blamed for the sheriff’s murder. It was not my brother.” I said, leaning back to cross my arms.

“There is a tropical storm your brother is driving straight into, with Mr.Cameron’s daughter on board-” the other officer stated, getting agitated by my attitude.

“Sarah is very capable of making her own choices officer, my brother has nothing to do with that!” I yelled, getting angrier by the minute.

“We’re trying to save your brother from this storm” he said.

“No! You want him to come back so you can throw him in jail for a crime he didn’t commit!” I shouted, pounding my fists on the table.

“And how do you know he didn’t do it?” the other one asked.

“I was there you idiots!” I yelled, they both looked at each other confused.

“I see Ward left that out that I witnessed what actually happened.” I said, relaxing now that I thought they might actually listen to what I have to say. Maybe they would even believe me.

There was a sudden commotion comig from the other side of the tent, both officers rushing out, I followed behind them. Ward was talking on a radio, I immediately grew anxious.

“Son, just come back. You won’t make it through the storm, John B. we just want you and Sarah safe.” Ward said, actually acting concerned.

“You killed my father, and you tried to kill me and my sister. Then, you blamed me for a crime I didn’t commit! Fuck you Ward!” my brother said from the other end of the radio.

The officers looked at Ward, Shouppe saying they needed to question him. I went to find my friends, spotting them in another tent they had set up. JJ jumped up as soon as he saw me, pulling me into his arms.

“You ok sweets?” he asked, brushing some of my hair out of my face.

“Ward didn’t tell the officers I was there when Rafe shot the sheriff. I think this might really be an asset on JB’s part. They radioed him and he spilled how Ward tried to kill us and that he killed dad.” I said.

I sat back down with JJ, leaning my head on his shoulder as we waited for the officers to give us an update. The rain was coming down hard, the wind blowing water inside the tent. I shivered from the chill of the wind, JJ wrapped me up in his arms to keep me warm the best he could. We also had to wait on Pope and Kie’s parents since they wanted to question them as well, I didn’t have anyone, and JJ didn’t really either. The officers came back in, somber looks on their faces.

“We lost him” Shuoppe said, looking at the ground.

“So he got away?” Kie said, all of us smiling at each other.

“No, we lost him in the storm. He drove right in the middle of it, I’m sorry.” he said. My heart dropped, everything around me started to spin.

“So they’re dead?” I asked, tears welling in my eyes.

“YOU LED HIM RIGHT INTO THAT STORM!” JJ screamed, lunging at Shouppe.

“JJ stop!” I said, pulling on his shirt.

Kie started to sob loudly, pulling me into her arms as we both cried. JJ pulling me away to crush me into his chest, I wailed loudly. I lost all the feelings in my limbs, completely relying on JJ to hold me up.

“He’s gone JJ” I wailed, my shoulders shaking as I sobbed louder.

“I know sweets, I’m so so sorry” he whispered, kissing my cheek.

Kie’s parents, followed by Pope’s came in. They all hugged and I couldn’t move away from JJ.

“My baby brother” I cried, soaking JJ’s shirt at this point. Then Ward came in the tent, looking at me with regret. “You son of a bitch!” I yelled, charging at the man responsible for all of this. I landed a punch before JJ was struggling to pull me away. “You greedy ass motherfucker! You couldn’t let two teenagers who have struggled their whole life have something beautiful because all you fucking care about is money and power! You are a cold-hearted murderer Ward Cameron! Fuck you!” I screeched, clawing at his face as JJ dragged me away.

“Baby, stop” JJ whispered, turning me around to bury my face into his neck. I wailed, struggling against him at first before I broke down again.

“He can’t be gone, he can’t” I sobbed. “My brother-h-he” I cried, at this point I was beyond hysterical. My heart had been ripped to shreds.

I was truly alone.

Pope’s parents drove JJ and I back to the chateau. I was zoned out, staring out the window at nothing. I was still trying to process what happened mere minutes ago. John B. and Sarah were dead.... this wasn’t how it was supposed to be. They were supposed to get down to the Bahamas, we would clear his name, get the gold, and then live happily ever after. How the tables have turned now. I could feel JJ’s stare, my hand limp in his not because I didn’t want to hold it. I just couldn’t feel anything, I felt so lost. Like a part of me is gone, how was I supposed to go on without John B.? We were each other’s back bones, he was the glue that held the Pogues together.

We pulled up the chateau, I thanked Pope’s dad for the ride. JJ, Pope, and I got out of the car. Pope hugged me, telling me how sorry he was. JJ joined our hug, this was all that was left of our original friend group. The four of us grew up together, went to all the same schools, and all of us being attacked by a Kook at least every other day.

“Love you guys, I’ll see ya later I guess...” Pope said, getting back in the car.

I walked into the chateau, looking at all the pictures of John B. and I. Some of our dad, our uncle, and the Pogues. I went in my dad’s office, finding everything he had on the Royal Merchant. I put it in a trashcan, taking it outside.

“Babe, what are you doing?” JJ asked, following me outside.

I gathered up some branches, poured some gas on them, and lit them on fire. I took the trashcan and dumped all the papers into the fire, watching them burn.

“Why did you do that?” JJ questioned slowly.

“So no one can get their hands on anything to do with this shit anymore, it brings nothing but death and heartache.” I said coldly, staring at the fire. JJ put his arms around me as we watched the fire burn.

“I love you,” he said, kissing my shoulder.

“I love you Maybank” I said, turning my head to kiss him.

I didn’t know where we would go from here. I was sure that as long as JJ was at my side, things would be ok. I would avenge John B.’s death by getting that gold, and I would make both him and my father proud.

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corescorner · 4 years

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Charmberry Cove Chapter Three.

Chapter Title: Thrift Store Shopping Shenanigans.

Wordcount: 3,627

AO3

Ch1. Ch2.

Taglist: @unsocialchapeau @aularei @softest-emo

“Alright gang” Thomas announces, clapping his hands together getting everyone to look his way. They're standing in front of the thrift store, Thomas is at the front of the four of them holding their attention “I'm going to be back here in about an hour to get you, so be ready for around-” he looks at his phone “-three, three thirty at the latest, I'll text Patton when I'm here.”

Logan however, already knew this. He had his watch set for three seventeen since this morning.

“Everybody get that?” Thomas asks making them all chorus a 'yes' in varying tones. He seems satisfied with that, so he gets back into his car and drives off leaving the four of them to themselves.

Remus is the first to move.

“Well let's get the fuck in there!” He declares, pushing his way through the door.

They file in after Remus, Patton grabs a cart for them to share.

“So what are we doing first?” Patton asks the group.

“Well, we should probably get what we are here for and if we have enough time, look around at anything else we might want to purchase” Logan suggests.

“To the clothes then!” Roman says leading the way, an arm up pointing in the direction of the clothing section.

They stop right at the edge of the first row of clothing racks now looking around at another loss of where to start, so Logan asks: “what specifically are you looking for and how much do you have in spending money?”

“I need a whole new wardrobe and I have like fifty bucks” Remus replies.

Okay, this is going to be slightly more challenging, he was certain Remus had more money than that.

“I've got you covered for anything you're missing Bro” Roman interjects.

Ah, that makes more sense now, he knew he wasn't wrong.

“Should we split up and pick out anything we think you'd enjoy or would you prefer us all to stay together?” Logan turns to ask Remus.

“Oh! The first one sounds like fun! Wow me plebs!” Remus exclaims.

“It'll be like a fashion show!” Roman says excitedly.

“Oooh fun” Patton claps.

Well, it seems like that is what they're going with. He's not surprised.

It had the higher probability level of the two after all.

They separate, Logan goes straight for the button up shirts, knowing Patton will go towards the sweaters and Roman to the shoes first.

And Remus... Well Remus is harder to pinpoint, his probability doesn't exactly work well with Remus' random and sporadic thought process.

It is nice sometimes though, to have someone he can't predict the next actions of. It's one of the reasons he enjoys Remus' companionship.

Remus dose surprise him by following him instead of going off on his own.

“I thought we were splitting up?” He asks the other, Remus flails his arms up in a loose shrugging motion.

“You'll probably find the best stuff” he says factually, “ya know, on the account of your psychicness an junk” he waggles his fingers in Logan's face.

“I'm not psychic Remus” he informs while adjusting his glasses. “I just know the probabilities of certain outcomes and the percentages of each possibility before it happens so I can properly assess the situations at hand from the probable outcomes it provides me.”

“Assess this” Remus says shoving him lightly, “nerd” he tacks on affectionately.

Logan smiles as he stumbles, fixing his glasses as he rights himself.

“Shall we get started?”

“You tell me Mr. 'I know things before they happen'.”

Logan sighs. “That's not exactly how it works, there's more to it than just knowing.”

“Whatever! Start looking for clothes Nerdy Wolverine.”

So that's what they do, Logan picks up items and instead of using his probability to calculate the items he simply turns to Remus for confirmation; it's relaxing.

Some items that he shows he knows for a fact that Remus would never wear and he doesn't need his probability to tell him that, he does it on purpose to see Remus laugh out at the suggestions that are obviously not his style.

It's fun. Logan is having fun.

They have a handful of potential shirts as they finish that row; they make their way to the next aisle, when a rack metaphorically catches his eye.

He walks up to the stand of different ties, Remus follows.

“Only serious people wear neck ties Lo.”

“Yes, you are quite right. I might get one for myself.”

“Blue” Remus says making Logan blink in confusion. Blue?

“Pardon?” He asks, looking at Remus looking at the ties.

“Blue” he repeats as he points at a specific tie. “It's your colour” he explains.

“Blue is my colour? How so?”

“Suits you” he simply says. “That darker one up there” he waves his pointing hand to get Logan to look at it then jumps for it and trips in the process; taking the whole stand down with him.

“Are you alright?” Logan slowly asks.

There are ties everywhere, and there's also a large cut on the side of Remus' cheek, but he has a wide triumphant smile plastered on his face so Logan supposes his friend is alright. Remus holds up the tie that he's clutching, it's the one that he jumped for.

“I got it bitches!” He yells as a worker rushes towards the commotion frantically.

“We are quite sorry for the disturbance; we’ll get out of your way.” Logan hauls Remus away from the puddle of ties and the disgruntled worker who mutters 'fuckin children' under their breath.

Well then.

“Here!” Remus happily declares, thrusting the tie at Logan.

He takes the tie. Yes he does think blue will suit him just fine.

“You're bleeding” he states, “we should wash that out in the bathroom.”

Remus flaps his hand in a dismissive manner.

“Nah I got it” he says, wiping the blood on to his sleeve.

Or rather, Roman's sleeve.

“Roman is not going to be happy about that” Logan muses.

“Did your probability thingy tell you that?” Remus mocks.

“No, common sense did” Logan snarks.

~0~

Patton goes to the sweaters to begin with, cause who doesn't like a warm snugly sweater?

No one that's flippin who.

He knows kinda what he's looking for, he knows that Remus' favourite colour is green and that his sense of style is unique.

Though, he does wear a lot of Roman's more baggy and comfortable clothes, so he'll go for those.

He picks out several sweaters, most of them having green accents and funky designs on them, before moving on to the next aisle.

He looks up from his search to see Roman five rows down with his own basket filled with an abundance of items he’s heading towards the jackets at the other end with a shine in his eye.

He looks over to where Logan and Remus are to the far left of the jackets that Roman is perusing.

They both have an arm full of items, engaged in what looks like a playful conversation. Remus laughs, Logan smirks.

Well, they're having fun.

He continues the clothes hunt, picking up random things that he wants for himself as well, like this really cute long grey knitted sweater with little blue stars all over it.

He startles, jumping a bit when he hears a loud crash around the area he last saw Remus and Logan.

He hopes they're alright, he goes to investigate the commotion.

He sees Remus wipe blood onto the hoodie sleeve he's wearing and he panics at the sight of the blood.

“Oh my gosh! What happened are you okay?” He rushes over, trying to push out a soothing aura as best as he can at the moment.

“Peachy keen Papa!” Remus smiles.

“You should clean your face” he worriedly suggests.

“That's what I said.” “That's what he said!” they chorus at same time.

“Who said what?” Roman asks as he saunters towards them and continues without waiting for an answer like he didn't even ask the question to begin with. “I heard a ruckus and assumed it was my brothers doing, do I need to apologize to anyone?”

“Nooo” Remus says indignantly.

“I already did” Logan supplies, then looks at his watch. “We have a little over half an hour before Thomas arrives, we should decide what we're getting.”

Everyone nods as they dump all of the items they've accumulated into the cart Patton has been pushing around, Roman even drops his basket in.

“To the changing rooms!” Roman declares leading the way.

~0~

Roman goes right for the shoe racks to begin with, he knows Remus needs another pair and he has a vague outline of a specific outfit in mind if he can find the right items, and a pair of boots got his attention from across the room, so shoes first.

Remus was right yesterday, even if they had a bunch of money to spend they would still be going to the thrift store, Roman thrives here with all the treasures you can uncover and all the differing styles.

He goes from aisle to aisle and back again to aisles he's already been in to grab things he didn't think would work at first to pick them back up, in the end he figures the more Remus tries on the more he can find what he wants.

He needs a basket.

Dumping everything into an abandoned hand basket he looks up towards the back racks of jackets and a shine catches his eye that he just zeros in on it, marching up to it intent on getting it.

Taking it off the rack his eyes rove over it. Oh yes, this is definitely Remus' aesthetic.

He hears a loud crashing and rolls his eyes. That would probably be Remus; he should go check on that.

“Okay, so I got you things I know you'll like and also things I think you should wear” Roman says as they get to the changing area.

He pushes his brother into a stall “you go in there and we'll hand you things!”

They hand Remus outfits, if it fits he shows them, some items are not... great, Roman will admit, liking something on the rack and seeing them worn are two different things entirely.

Some of the clothing Remus comes out with are really nice, and he makes jiggy movements when he likes a specific piece.

This happens for a while longer until Roman hands him The Outfit. Saving it for last, of course!

“What the fuck?” Roman hears his brother whisper with amusement “Ro, what the fuck is this?”

“I don't know.” He so knows.

“This is definitely your doing isn't it?”

“Maybe, we won’t know until you come out.”

Patton looks worried, Logan looks curious.

“Roman?” Patton starts in a low tone.

“Don't worry Padre, it's nothing he'll be uncomfortable in, trust me.”

Patton looks slightly unsure but nods.

Roman feels a wave of calm wash over them anyway. Patton's way of saying 'it’s okay' directed in Remus' direction.

“Fiiine” Remus says pushing the door open and stepping out.

Who knew they made clothes like this for young teens?

Remus has his arms stretched out from his sides as he does a spin like he has done for all the other outfits.

The outfit, Roman must congratulate himself is simply amazing.

The jacket Remus is wearing is form fitting but not tight, the collar fans out and the ruffles lining the shoulder and cuffs aren't ugly like most ruffles tend to be and the jacket is also imbued with shiny green sparkles everywhere.

The shirt is slightly baggy with intentional rips throughout in a deep green colour; the collar is dipped, but not too low.

The pants are worn leather, but not clingy or tight, just the right amount of slack; covering up to his knees are a pair of punk boots.

Roman makes a note to buy neon green laces for them.

“Woooow” Patton breathes out.

Logan adjusts his glasses with a throat clearing. “Yes, 'wow' indeed Patton.”

Roman thinks Logan might be a tad flustered. Though, he would probably never admit that. You know cause: 'Roman, I do not have those types of feelings, stop asking'.

Whatever Nerd.

He can see a blush from Remus at Logan's agreement. Well, not much can do that, good for you Calculator Watch.

Roman whistles appreciatively.

“I love it” Remus says.

“Of course you do, I chose it” Roman boasts, hand fanned out towards his chest. “If I knew how good we look in leather I would have already gotten some for myself” he tacks on.

~0~

Remus decides he likes this style, he was already kinda leaning towards it, but this solidifies it for him.

The jacket is sparkly and the pants are weirdly comfortable.

He also looks pretty bad ass and judging from the others reactions, they agree.

He's definitely going to incorporate this more into the rest of his clothes buying decisions.

That was also the last outfit they had for him to try on. Of course leave it to Roman to save it for last, the fuckin drama king.

He changes back into the clothes he came in. Roman hasn't noticed the bloody sleeve yet.

He picks up the 'yes' pile of clothes and they all head to the cash.

He ends up with three sweaters, two jackets, seven pants, eight shirts, four button up shirts a pair of converse and the boots.

Rather good haul today.

They're in line to pay as Logan's watch goes off at the same time Patton's phone dings.

Not psychic his ass.

“Thomas is here” Patton announces. “I'll just tell him we're almost done.” He says as he texts.

The total comes out to be much more than the fifty three that Remus has. Roman stays true to his promise to spot Remus the remaining amount.

Roman is too good for him honestly.

All of them are, he doesn't deserve them.

Patton snaps his head towards Remus with a concerned look.

Right, no self-deprecation around the living emotion detector.

Gathering all their bags they file out of the store, walking to Thomas' car; the trunk is already open for them to dump their newly acquired shit in.

As they climb into the car- sitting in the same seats as they did coming down- Thomas asks: “Have fun?”

“So much fun!” Patton pipes up “Remus gave us a little fashion show and he got so many cool clothes! And I even got some new stuff too!”

“That does sound fun” Thomas agrees “hey you guys hungry? I bought some snacks” he says handing Patton a lemonade and a large oatmeal chocolate chip cookie.

Thrusting a convenience store bag into the back for the rest of them, Remus takes it being the one sitting in the middle seat.

It's clear that Thomas knows what they like.

It makes sense the man practically raised them alongside their parents after all.

Roman gets a small bag of sweet and salty popcorn with an iced tea.

He hands Logan the water bottle and yoghurt/fruit/granola mix cup thing.

And he gets Mountain Dew Red and one of those individually packaged large pickles.

No doubt on who's was who's that's for sure.

Thomas starts the car after they buckle up and drives in the general direction of home.

That's the only way you can go when you wanna get into The Cove, just go in its general direction, vaguely knowing where to go. You'll eventually get there if it accepts you.

The drive was quiet while they ate for the most part. Remus did make some innuendos with his pickle, making loud gross noises until Thomas told him to stop.

“Remus, buddy. Please, enough with the noises okay?” He asks, but in that way adults ask which really means 'shut up'.

He did notice that it was annoying Roman on how his twin was crunching on his popcorn, and making Patton uncomfortable if the forced calm aura was anything to go by.

Logan is the only one who seems like he's not fazed by it.

Fine. He'll stop.

The rest of the drive was filled with light chatter and laughter, mainly from the brothers up front.

Roman and Logan do interject every now and then to get into the conversation.

Patton tells them about his new friend that he was helping yesterday, but Remus isn't listening...

He stays uncharacteristically quiet. Roman shoots him looks every once in a while.

What's wrong with him?

Whatever, his thoughts are enough for him to concentrate on right now, too loud to distinguish between what's being said and what he's thinking, so he stays quiet.

He doesn't know where this mood came from, but does he ever?

The answer is no. His brain does whatever the fuck it wants.

They just had a fun day! Stop being stupid!

He can feel Patton trying to calm him, but he pushes against it as best as he can, he doesn't want that right now.

Patton's wince at the push back obviously hurt his feelings but so what, he shouldn't be forcing that shit on people anyway!

Uuuuugh, why is he like this. He knows Patton is just trying to help!

Well, fuck him then huh?

Jeeze Remus, shut up.

He needs a distraction. That would be nice right now. He looks to Logan, who is conversing with Thomas and Patton.

Well, that idea is fucked into the ground.

So what, he'll just... deal with his thoughts.

Nothing new.

They get to The Cove within forty five ish minutes, the sun already going down as it does earlier once you're in The Coves boarders.

It felt like much, much longer than that though.

They get dropped off first considering Logan lives close by to Thomas and Patton, while they live on the other side of town.

Remus slams his bedroom door shut once he gets there, dropping his things on his bed and throwing himself limply to his floor, staring at the glow in the dark stars Logan gifted him.

'It might help calm you down' he said. Well, tough fucking luck for Remus.

UGH, he needs a distraction.

Roman knocks on his door but walks in without an answer and flicks on the light Remus ignored to do when he came in.

“Are you okay?” He asks softly.

“It's just a small cut Ro” he snips.

Roman looks at him like it's the first time he's seeing the cut.

“Well, I didn't realize that that was new”

Well, maybe he didn't notice.

“Dunce.”

“Asshole.”

They're both quiet until Roman comes to kneel at Remus' side, softly touching around the cut.

“This is not a small cut Rem, it's kinda deep actually.”

“It's fine, you can leave now.”

“Are you okay?” He asks again, Remus huffs.

“I already told you it's fine.”

“That's not what I meant.”

He knows, but Roman doesn't need his crap brothers crap ass thoughts dragging him down too.

Roman sighs while he gets up and leaves.

That's for the best.

But he comes back with rubbing alcohol, bandages and a warm cloth.

Idiot.

He closes his eyes, he can't look at Roman being so soft right now.

Remus doesn't flinch when Roman dabs his gash with the alcohol soaked cloth.

“You don't have to tell me anything” he whispers.

Duh, he knows this.

“But, I would like to help in any way I can. So I'm not leaving you tonight.”

Oh.

“We've dealt with everything else together, and we can deal with these intrusive thoughts as well. I'm The Prince Rem, I'm not going anywhere while you're hurting.”

Fuuuuck Ro stop being so you! You chivalrous wang!

Remus opens his eyes.

“They hate me” he whispers.

Roman looks taken aback.

“What? No they don't, what makes you think that, we just had a great day together.”

Remus shrugs. “They're being nice cause they like you.”

“So they've been being nice for our whole lives? Remus we grew up together, they like us equally.”

“They like you. I'm just the tag along reject twin who needs to be told to shut up.”

Roman finishes bandaging his cheek.

“You have to know that's not true” he says softly.

Remus grunts.

“Is, is this about Thomas telling you to stop? Cause you know he wasn't being malicious right.”

“No” Remus says, Roman raises an eyebrow.

“Yes? Ugh! Kind of? I don't know Ro it's a lot of things!” He throws his arms and legs up into the air, letting them thud back to the floor making his body into a star.

“Thomas was annoyed, Patton was annoyed, fuck you were annoyed!”

“I wasn't annoyed” Roman says.

“Bullshit, Mr. Passive Aggressive Popcorn Muncher!”

“What? I was eating my popcorn in a normal fashion thank you very much.” he says poking Remus' bandage.

“Whatever.”

Roman sighs again.

“Okay, granted, not everyone enjoys your... sense of humour” he says slowly.

Remus scoffs.

“But, but” he points at Remus “that's okay.”

Remus rolls his eyes.

“Hey, it's true! Do you like your jokes?” He waves his hand as he asks.

Remus nods.

“Okay so there, we may not all appreciate the crudeness, but that doesn't mean they hate you” he enunciates with poking Remus in the forehead multiple times as he speaks.

“Take your own advice Ro.”

Roman squints down at Remus with a scowl pout and huffs.

“Yea” he simply says, flopping himself down on the floor laying next to Remus.

They look at each other with small smiles.

Until Roman notices his sleeve, picking it up with Remus' limp arm.

“Uhgh” he whines, “you can keep this one.” he says, dropping the offending sight.

Remus snorts.

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Drabble: A Criminal's Best Asset is His Lie-ability (baon)

Summary: The scariest statement in the English language?Stretch has money on 'we need to talk'.

Tags: Spicyhoney, Established Relationship, Domestic, Fluff, Sweet Boys

Notes: Anyone else need some fluff today? Yeah? Awesome.

Part of the ‘by any other name’ series.

Read it on AO3

Read it Here!

~~*~~

One of the nice things about not having a 9 to 5, was that any given day could be a day off. That his chosen one was Saturday was coincidence, really, and Stretch was enjoying it with as much laziness as he could muster.

Which meant he was currently lounging in a deck chair with a piece of reflective cardboard, working on his tan which was a hilarious joke, thank you. It was well into the chucklicious stage when a shadow interrupted his basking. Stretch slit open his sockets and through his sunglasses, he could see Edge looking down on him with a Very Serious Expression ™.

“hey, babe,” Stretch put down his reflector and reached out for his drink to lift it in a mock toast, ice cubes clinking merrily.

"We need to talk."

Well, that sounded sufficiently ominous. Stretch set aside his piña colada, plucking free the paper umbrella as something to fidget with while trying not to look too anxious. Edge seemed awfully damn serious for a Saturday morning and Stretch couldn’t think of anything he’d done lately to warrant that kind of expression. Or at least nothing he would have been caught at so quickly.

Edge opened his mouth, shut it, opened in again, took a moment to rub his forehead and let out a long suffering sigh, and then finally he said, "I want to ask for an explanation, I do, but I'd like to start with saying that I completely and irrefutably forbid you from robbing a bank."

Oh. That. "look, it’s not like that, babe."

"--because we hardly need the money and even if we did, turning to a life of crime isn't a valid choice, and honestly, love, you’d be a terrible cat burglar, you trip going up the stairs every other day—"

"hey!"

“—besides, if your teammates get detained, you won't even be able to drive the escape car—"

“okay, you have me on that one.”

"--and if, heaven help us, my brother got involved, it would almost certainly end with a multi-state manhunt, possibly international, and someone would be hurt or killed, and—

“edge!” Stretch said loudly when he finally paused for a breath. “babe, i’m not actually robbing a bank.”

“Ah. That’s…good to hear.” But yeah, that was enough lingering doubt to spread on a suspicion sandwich, with a smidgen of hope for garnish. It probably would have been insulting, but— “Perhaps you can explain this then?”

Edge held up what he had in his hand and, yeah, that was a little awkward. Blueprints, alarm system schematics, and a notebook that had ‘Bank Robbery’ written at the top with doodles down the margins of bags with money signs on them.

Yeah, he was having a hard time faulting Edge for his trust issues on this one.

Stretch tried to hold back the grin, he really did. Tried to think of hurt puppies and dropped birthday cakes and lonely lovers standing with flowers in the rain. But the pained, earnest look on Edge’s face as he stood there trying to convince him not to devote his life to crime was too much.

It started with a little smile, one that strained at feeble hold of his restraint and grew, swelling into a giggle and finally broke through with a roar of helpless laughter. Stretch fell back on the chair, giggling madly, and it was only when he could see honest irritation starting to spark in Edge’s eye lights that he sat up, wiping at his damp sockets.

“babe,” Stretch said patiently, and he could do fuck all about the quiver of laughter lingering in his voice, but hey, it was the effort that counted. “it’s a game.”

“A game,” Edge repeated slowly.

“yeah, a game! like a board game? it’s called ‘heist’, me and andy have been playing it over skype.”

The relief that passed across Edge’s face at learning he wasn’t going to have to live his life on the run like a Monster-version of Bonnie and Clyde was kind of fucking adorable. Shame it didn’t last. That reserve that Stretch hated so much dropped down over his face like a curtain, show’s over, no encore.

“I’m sorry,” Edge said, stiffly, and fuck. He knew his baby entirely too well. Anyone else might doubt his sincerity or think he was a prick, but Stretch knew him. Edge wasn’t much for role-playing games but if this was Monopoly, he was heading straight for embarrassed without passing Go or collecting two hundred bucks.

“hey,” Stretch said softly. He hooked his forefingers into Edge’s belt loops, tugging him forward until Stretch was craning his neck to look up at him. “we’re cool, mama bear. if you didn’t worry, then i’d end up worrying about you, and that’d worry you, which is a never-ending cycle we probably shouldn’t start up.”

That curtain of reserve wavered, blowing back enough for Stretch to see the shame and uncertainty hiding behind it. “I shouldn’t have assumed—”

“shoulda, woulda, coulda, babe. and let’s be real, here, if my bro saw that shit? he would’ve tied me to a chair before settling on a chat.”

Yeah, mentioning his bro and his smothering tendencies was a good way to get a scoff and a roll of eye lights out of Edge. “I might have tried that myself, but I know full well you have a book on magic and knot-tying in the living room.”

“aww, you ruined my surprise.” Stretch let his hands slide down Edge’s femurs, watching the crackle of interest in his eye lights turn to surprise as Stretch abruptly shifted to push hard on the backs of his knees, sending Edge nearly sprawling into his lap. “ah, there we are. hi.”

“Hi,” Edge said dryly. But he only wriggled a little to get comfortable, for once not crabbing that he was too heavy for Stretch. Instead, Edge took advantage of their equal height to take a kiss that didn’t make him crane his neck one way or the other.

He tasted like love and apology and Stretch only sighed and accepted it. He also made a mental note to tell Andy that they were starting a new game called ‘Heist’, because if Edge found out he’d planned all that out as a mental exercise in a moment of manic boredom, he was probably gonna be sleeping on the couch for a week, possibly longer.

And maybe he should go ahead and burn the notes, because he’d never actually planned to rob a bank, of course fucking not, but if Red caught a gander at it…? Yeah, maybe that was a limb he shouldn’t go out on. Better safe than sorry and all that shit.

In the meantime, he had a husband to reassure that he wasn’t about to squeeze into leather pants and a mask to hit up the local credit unions with a freeze ray or something.

Now that was a job he could handle, no international manhunts required.

-finis-

#spicyhoney #papcest #keelywolfe #underfell #underswap #underfell papyrus #underswap papyrus #by any other name

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ryouverua · 6 years

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Trial 4 - The Confession (3)

THIS IS.... NOT HOW I THOUGHT THINGS WOULD GO DOWN... AT ALL...

Investigation 1 / 2

Trial: 1 / 2

WHAT THEY HAVE A TEXT BOX AND EVERYTHING THIS IS LEGIT THEN?!?!

Wait, so she really did meet up with him before the virtual world then? I imagine it was before she gathered everyone, but after that flashback light that caused her to panic the way she did - so in the last few days? And it would have to be before he met Monokuma too... so not yesterday (as I’m imagining this taking place midmorning after they went to the VR world) but the day before that?

I can only imagine what threw him off as she was speaking. He has an excellent poker face though, so I’m not surprised she didn’t realize he was onto her.

It says a lot about Kokichi that he could stay calm in the fact of that, but also it’s... a bit sad that he didn’t think he could approach anyone for help...

... Then again, countering a murder plan with a murder plan is, uh, very Supreme Leader-ish! And one that doesn’t get your own hands dirty...

I guess you are really confessing everything, because I don’t know why you would feel the need to add that damning evidence on top of all the other stuff???

By making it more interesting, did he just mean getting everyone into the simulator full well knowing Miu’s plans, or literally telling Monokuma, ‘I am going to counter Miu’s murder plan with my own’?!?!

It sounds like Kokichi’s idea wasn’t to put the motive in the simulator, after all! Monokuma is straight-up saying it was his!

But does it matter at this point if we didn’t find it??? I swear, between the Necronomicon, the First Blood Perk and this, we seriously not using any of the motives!

So they argue a bit with Monokuma about him working together with a student but he handwaves it away with the whole, well, ~I wasn’t involved with the actual murder myself~ which, okay, fine though technically isn’t he working with the mastermind. It’s kinda distracting from the confession at hand anyway.

It’s a bit scary how badly you want to confess though.

“Anything that lets me actually put you in the ground.”

That’s a lukewarm revenge -

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

W H A T

j us t

happen....ed...........

shuichi also reacted with probably one of the cutest ‘eh’ sounds I have every heard out of his mouth but unfortunately this is all visual based, not sound based, so I cannot include it here, and also that is entirely beside the point

Holy shit, Kokichi. Holy - shit - DID YOU... STRAIGHT UP... JUST..... DROP GONTA’S NAME...

AN ENTIRELY APPROPRIATE REACTION TO FINDING OUT YOU MURDERED SOMEONE VIA ALTER EGO AND DON’T REMEMBER IT once again, a masterstroke by Kokichi, Mr. ‘I reference YGO Duel Monsters without even trying’

Yeah, I’m not surprised to see Tsumugi chiming in here. She has been Gonta’s biggest defender from trial to trial, even if her voice isn’t as loud as Kaito’s. 8(

And my god, if Kaito’s voice ain’t loud right now!

HIMIKO DON’T YOU FUCKING SAY IT

A;SLDKFJ KOKICHI DON’T THINK YOU INTERRUPTING HERE SAVES YOU FROM ME SERIOUSLY JUDGING YOUR LIFE CHOICES

“YOU CAN’T JUST SPLIT THE SCREEN LIKE THAT WITHOUT A SWORD DUEL THAT’S NOT HOW THE MECHANIC WORKS!”

“- ANYWAY I was totally confessing guys, and on behalf of Gonta as well as myself! I can’t believe you would just interrupt me when I’m being so charitable! Waaaah, you’re all so meeeean ~ !” insert crocodile tears sprite here

I am here to interrupt this incredibly serious and terrifying confession with accompanying illustration to ask - why ‘Busters’?! What kind of dumb name is that, honestly.

Between this and your ‘if everyone dies, the game will end!’ comment, you’re really scaring me right now, Kokichi - !

Gonta is not about this at all.

Man, I’ve been making the D: face over and over again during this trial - meanwhile, Gonta right now is the living embodiment of that text emoji right now.

Oh.... oh, of course. Kokichi doesn’t know about the avatar error either, does he? He’s been operating under the assumption that Gonta has been... lying to us this whole time............ That he’s been a perfect liar, without a single crack in his veneer, even to a keen liar-spotting master like Kokichi, and that he’s been just as good at tricking us as him - even better, possibly.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Gonta’s strongest, most stalwart supporter of the whole game is back in the game!

TRAUMATIC BUZZING NOISE FLASHBACKS

Between all the back and forth, including a bit of gloating at Shuichi on Kokichi’s part, he drops this:

And here, to counter all of the ‘Gonta is too ~dumb~ to do something like this’ comments, he already has a ready-made argument. He really has been set from the beginning, huh? Either that or his improv ability is topnot - oh wait this is Kokichi Ouma we’re talking about, of course it is. Anyway, while I think Kokichi set Gonta up to do this, I feel like I’m at least affording Gonta a bit more agency than his classmates. 8′/

d-don’t.... neglect the heart...... nngh

erika furudo is being channelled by kokichi ouma to wreak havoc on this killing game, this truly is the worst timeline

FUCK PLEASE DON’T BRING UP GENTLEMEN THIS IS SO AWFUL I’M GOING TO D I E

and everyone else seems to be in the same state I am, minus the whole ‘I’m 99% sure it was Gonta’ mindset I had going in, so Kokichi asks them the obvious question:

Aaaah, I thought so. Kaito has been pushed far enough that he won’t accept anything other than Kokichi being the culprit. :(

Kokichi’s about to drop a massive truth bomb in the trial and Kaito is not going to like it.

OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE KOKICHI NOW YOUR TROLL FACES ARE WARPING THE FABRIC OF REALITY ITSELF AROUND YOU PLEASE CONTROL YOUR TERRIFYING ULTIMATE POWER

I just really wanted to isolate this one shot from the debate especially because damn, just - the way they set it up for him and his sprite to dominate the whole screen by just - towering over everyone despite everyone being against him, despite everyone accusing him, is just some great work by the layout team!

Also the fact that they can contrast that with this image with all the flowers and sunshine around him, with that cute little smile on his face... man, I keep praising what they did with the trial debates for a reason!

And once again, it’s Kaito argument that Shuichi is forced to cut down...

All the pieces except for two - Gonta’s motive/reason he would work with Kokichi (because I thought it was maybe spur of the moment move on his part to protect Kokichi, but Kokichi is heavily implying it isn’t, and the fact that it was done via prepared item is.... a problem) and Gonta’s memory problems - are officially out in the open. Oooh geez - I had been wondering how they would do this case since to me, it didn’t seem technically difficult to figure out, but I guess the writers’ solution to that issue is to just gut-punch the players all the way to the end. 8′D

And now Kaito’s being countered by his other sidekick. Can we stop kicking this poor puppy while he’s down??? As in, the poor puppy who is probably dying a slow death from a mysterious illness right now??? Is this the game’s idea of karmic rebalancing for not outright deathflagging him again this chapter, or???

Because you’ve been baiting him this entire time.

So... was he going to let them fall for the lie of ‘Kokichi Ouma is the culprit who killed Miu’? That’s what I’m wondering right now. He’s very happily driving in the point that the one, singular truth can be incredibly painful, but this still seems very much to be a reaction to all the events of the trial leading up to this point!

Having Gonta beside Kaede’s stand, the other person who we thought, ‘No, it couldn’t be, it couldn’t possibly be....’ was probably planned from the very beginning for this trial, I imagine.

I-I MEAN IS THAT FAIR SINCE BUGS ARE DIRECTLY TIED TO HIS TALENT...

But of course, while the classmates are rallying around Gonta and Kaito...

Showing growth at the most unfortunate times, Shuichi Saihara uses his budding confidence to grow up up up and away from Kaito. 8′\

Look at him, inserting himself in between the two like this -

“SHUT UP KOKICHI YOU’RE RUINING OUR BROSHIP - W-WE CAN STILL BE BROS AFTER THIS, RIGHT KAITO???

Kaito directly after the trial but actually no please let the saimota stay strong you must overcome....

On the one hand I feel like Kokichi is being heavy-handed - on the other, I’m starting to think that he feels the need to over-explain everything to his classmates because they just won’t get it otherwise. 8′D

I don’t feel like this is 100% fair though - he did a really great job with finding the door in Chapter 1! He, uh, did completely lose his mojo though, so...

Well, the point is, Kaito did need to teach him how to trust in other people because Kaede broke it by lying to him! Shuichi has been a naturally suspicious worrywart this whole time!

HIS VOICE IS BREAKING I CAN’T FUCKING DO THIS

SHUICHI CAN’T EITHER

FUCK I THOUGHT DOING HIS FTES WOULD HELP ME THROUGH THIS BUT IT MADE EVERYTHING SO MUCH WORSE

Oh shit, this was a surprise bit of support that I wasn’t expecting! How shocked do you think Kokichi is right now that K1-b0 of all people is not completely disbelieving him, on a scale of 1-10??

If I make a comment about how computer-like this is would I get slammed for being robophobic or -

I mean Kaito’s technically not wrong? But he’s not completely right either... I, I really think Kokichi is trying to kill two birds with one stone here. 8′/ But to what end, is the real question... Disillusionment? Is that the ultimate goal?

MONOKUMA YOU’RE BRO-BLOCKING ME!!!

unholy screeching -

Kaito sounds so betrayed -

“Hold on Monokuma, I thought this was only supposed to happen in the event of an even split -”

“Shut the fuck up Shuichi Is2g I’ll crazy glue your hat back on!”

THIS IS AN INCREDIBLY UNLIKELY TEAM and also a popular OT3, I imagine with an incredibly complicated name. like. how do you combine saiouma and, uh... kiibouma I’m guessing - saikiibouma maybe???

also K1-b0 please don’t wave your Objection! finger in Gonta’s face like that, it is neither the time nor place and also incredibly rude and not helping -

I absolutely love (and by love I mean my heart is being wrenched In Twain) the way they have Shuichi facing in one direction, and Kaito fully, completely turned the other way.

Once again Shuichi is learning how to defend himself, and is finally willing to do it. I... just wish it would be under better circumstances...

Actually, out of pure luck, it lines up really well with Kaito’s last FTE and the option I chose where Shuichi bites back about his detective work. It’s funny how in the end, his natural reaction is still to search for the truth at all costs, and I like reading him as someone who is naturally curious as well as singularly focused that way, sometimes to the detriment of everything else - and come hell, high water or, regrettably, casualties. And he’ll certainly have those regrets, and fret on them endlessly as he loses himself in a spiralling circle of self-doubt, but would he be able to stop himself from following that path down to the bitter end? No... no, I don’t think so.

Should I include every cap of Gonta pleading with everyone that he isn’t the culprit? No, it’s redundant. Will I anyway because he’s tearing my heart to pieces? Yes. Yes I will.

asldkf;asdf the worst thing is he isn’t. He isn’t lying. He paradoxically is the killer and not lying about it, because not being the killer is his current truth AS HE KNOWS IT...

Y-You sound like you’re talking from personal experience, and outside of the last few trials, too! Which side of this ‘cornering’ were you on exactly...????

Oh!!! We haven’t seen this sprite in a long time!

Is it just me or is Kokichi acting extremely viciously right now? Like, his vitriol levels are off the charts. Honestly I couldn’t bring myself to interrupt this part with commentary because the way Kokichi is going off, just absolutely screaming at him, is a huge departure from the cool and collected Ouma we’ve had up to this point!

Did they... prepare arguments beforehand, maybe? And he’s losing it because Gonta isn’t playing along with the plan he said up? With that said, when Gonta turned on Kokichi in the Meet-n-Greet, Kokichi wasn’t anything like this. So what’s his deal???

Kokichi Ouma will not rest until he has flipped every single aspect of this trial and the trial format as it’s been up to this point on its head, and subsequently, used it to attack everyone around him.

Holy shit, Kokichi has well and truly lost it. This - this has to be real. It’s far too raw for it not to be real.

Ugh, the way Kaito’s voice cracks when he jumps in here...

KAITO......................

I... feel like, despite flickerings of his ‘playful’ persona, this may be the longest he’s ever gone showing his genuine feelings - and man, they aren’t pretty. I mean, that’s assuming this anger is genuine... but I really, really feel like it is.

Just like another character I love who also uses lies and fantasy as weapons, I feel like going over this section again with new eyes will be extremely telling.

Still, that means he really, really wants to live. And the ‘we’ there is interesting. Who is the ‘we’? Is he speaking for a select few, including Shuichi? For the whole class? Someone not here, in a similar vein to Kirumi?

you know Kokichi for someone who wants to live, maybe screaming at someone whose good friend is an assassin is a bad idea

You know everyone fighting over him is eating Gonta from the inside out.

Ah, fuck, I’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop and I think this is when it’s going to happen.

I’m like 99% sure Kokichi’s on Tsumugi’s hit list for next chapter. 8′D

Oooh, speaking of growth - !

You know, I keep saying this and I don’t know if I’m alone in thinking this or not but Shuichi has been consistently weak in all things social and emotional, detection-wise and otherwise. But now, here, we finally have Shuichi picking up on the true source of Gonta’s confusion on his own, his language, and how it could be relevant to the case on his own without anyone else giving him any clues or hints!

The one who has consistently stood up for Gonta in every trial, Kaito, the one who wants to believe in everyone, and Gonta himself... aaaaah, no, no no..... 8′/

KAITO WHAT IS THAT NEW SPRITE

OH GOD NO THAT’S SUCH A SAD SPRITE SDLKFJ

OMFG HIMIKO ARE YOU SERIOUSLY WHY ALL OF THIS HAPPENED

ALSO... oh, that’s right. Gonta lifted up the manhole cover at the beginning of the game with his lefthand, didn’t he? SHIT....

His sprites and tones of voice are oscillating so wildly now and it’s really hard for me to keep up??? I’m getting whiplash asdlfkj

THAT. THAT IS THE ONE PART THAT I AM WAITING FOR. I thought it was in defense of Kokichi because that is the only way I can feasibly see him killing someone and still be, well, the Gonta Gokuhara who wants to protect everyone, but there is too much of this murder that seems premeditated!!!

So we’ve established this in previous games via Celes’ and Peko’s trials, but it’s worth going over again - especially since these guys have no knowledge of either of those games -

Yeah... we’re really going to need a motive from Kokichi. Could it be as simple as countering Miu’s plan? I suppose taking her out as an obvious threat makes sense, and he’s already established that he wants to live ... There’s also the question of if it can really be something like, ‘he also wanted to use this as a way to create a fun mystery.’ I really hope not. 8′\ I suppose something like, ‘I’m taking opportunity of the fact that I’m getting rid of a threat on my life to also drive home certain points to the rest of my classmates, and also as revenge for the events of the last few days’ would be more of an acceptable answer to me, given what I’ve seen of him so far. With that said, that... is not a great way to survive, considering the target being painted in broader strokes on your back each passing minute...

DON’T LOOK AT ME, SWEETCHEEKS!!

don’t neGLECT THE HEART, DAMN IT

Jeez, maybe he really does see the rest of them as chess pieces... and Shuichi as a knight that can move in abstract, highly unpredictable ways. 8/ Either that or he’s thinking he can keep tightlipped on the motive since Gonta no longer knows it?

Looks directly at Shuichi - winks - blows kiss - “Hey you know what would be a great first date idea? Setting up a tragic murder via patsy that will rock your worldview, potentially break you apart from one of your only friends in this wretched place and ultimately send everyone spiralling into despair.”

“W-Where did you learn how to pick up people?”

“Oh, some book I found in the library called ‘Enoshima’s Guide to Love for the Hopelessly Loveless’, why?”

“KAEDE.AGAIN, WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME IN THIS SPOT. I DIDN’T WANT TO BE THE PROTAGONIST. SOMEONE, PLEASE SEND HELP.”

Sadly, Kaito is all bluster at this point... oTL

I have a feeling this is going to end up looking a lot like my reasoning...

He goes down the list so clinically. It’s one thing for me, an outsider, to be able to do that (and just barely, because I was SAD about the conclusion I came to, damn it), but for someone in the game to be able to do it... yikes....

“There is no amount of incest roleplay fantasy dreams that’ll make up for the shitshow that is today.”

“He’s making me be the one to say it, isn’t he. Sonuvabitch.”

well fuck you too

no no no no no no no he’s CRYING HE’S AUDIBLY CRYING THIS IS 50 SHADES OF NOT OKAY

He’s straight-up challenging Shuichi to be the one to pull the trigger (absolutely pun intended).

IF.... IF ONLY IT WERE SO EASY, KAITO....

“If I just choose myself THIS HELL WILL BE OVER.”

“Bro I will fucking deck you.”

What if I just

turned

the game off

right now

just let this game board sit open, here, for all of eternity

that would be okay right

#Kaito Momota #Shuichi Saihara #Gonta Gokuhara #Kokichi Ouma #Ryou plays drv3 #Kokichi Oma #Maki Harukawa #Miu Harukawa #someone please put me out of my misery already #Kiibo #K1-b0 #Himiko Yumeno #Miu Iruma #Tsumugi Shirogane #drv3 spoilers #spoilers

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dreams-for-the-apoplectic · 4 years

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something i will probably never finish but like enough that im posting it anyway

Bro leans in the doorway of your room,

(and you see him from your periphery: boxers loose on bony hips and patterned with hearts, no shirt, can of orange soda in hand with shades neatly tucked on the bridge of a strikingly crooked nose)

and tells you,

(over the sound of the fans, three, overclocked on some jury-rigged upgrades he threw together last year when the air conditioner went schizo cherry apeshit, just like now, again, for the second time this week spewing out mad fumes all grey-black and choked from its old, dusty vents)

that you and he should just ollie outie of this midsummer popsicle stand and move somewhere the sun don’t actively to attempt murder you in the crispiest degree, KFC style.

And you jokingly tell him sure, fuck it, anything is better than clawing my way up Fire Death Concrete Mountain aka Texas Mordor, clutching this bitchin’ ring of power and muttering all manner of rapturous obscenities and salacious innuendos for my precious. Sign me up Major Douchenozzle, I’ll shimmy my fine ass up this fabled air-conditioned igloo any day.

A week later and you've packed your shit, grabbed your ticket, and are hopping the next flight to Vermont.

(four hours, fifty-one minutes, seven seconds, and Bro practically jumps off the plane hyperventilating when you touch down. you didn’t know how much he hated flying. you’ve never been on a plane before; if you didn’t know better, you’d think he hasn’t either. and if you quirk an eyebrow just over the rim of your aviators, and the side of your mouth makes a confused downturn for a second or two at just how fucking strange that that is, well, that was just a trick of the light, and the light is a dirty liar.)

He and you stick out like sore thumbs here

(with Bro in a crumpled white polo and asshole jeans and dumb fucking anime shades, one hand in his pockets with an impassive, calculating kind of expression that you’re more used to than the panic, checking through tabs on Complete Bullshit for god knows what reason; you in the same shirt you wore yesterday, hair a meticulously crafted unkempt, posture slouching something awful as you bop right the fuck along to some sicknasty new bassline Jade dropped on you the night before, thinking of ways to remix it into this new beat you’ve been working on)

among a crowd of home-grown New England faces haughty white and upturned and staring down at you and Bro like some trash that just rolled in from Doesn't Fucking Belong Here, USA.

(the luggage belt is moving so slow, so, so slow, it’s like watching a retarded crippled snail attempt a marathon against the goddamn salt shaker, and you wish you could just shake off the lingering, disdainful stares these people give the two of you, and you can, and you do)

(except you don't.)

You’re rolling through Montpelier an hour later, crammed up in the shotgun seat of an old, dirty, piece of shit pickup Bro apparently had nesting in the airport storage unit,

(it’s a rust hulk straight out of the early eighties, all torn up vinyl and engine rattling, with tacky, outdated bumper stickers on the back and a pine air freshener that does nothing to mask the smell of two-decade old cigarettes, and somehow you aren’t surprised this is his car because it is exactly how you imagined it.)

(you want to ask why he had a car in bumfuck, vermont and not in houston. you want to ask him if he even knows how to drive, but you hold your tongue nice and pretty and settle into the split vinyl seat cover)

moving past the city limits and into the countryside, over the state border and into New York. You give Bro the ‘what the fuck are we doing out here, man, is this the setup for a horror movie or some shit, because I’m not down to being the unwilling accomplice to some new echelon of fucked up smuppet snuff’ look, your fingers tapping in 4-4 on the dash, not really nervous so much as habitual.

(he ruffles your hair with a smirking, mean kind of half-smile, all teeth and teasing and unnatural. you swat at him uselessly.)

And then the road is quiet, and the sky is misting grey. It’s all evergreen and shrubbery and dark soil here, and small towns by clear water: fishing ponds, creeks and rivers, and more wildlife roaming these secondhand backroads than you’ve ever seen in Texas. It starts to rain a bit, ghosting against the glass, and over the soft creak of the windshield wipers Bro asks you if you wanna put on some music, little man, heard you were working on a new track and can I get a sneak peak at that delirious biznasty? And fuck yeah you have, even if it isn’t quite done yet, and you plop your phone on the dashboard, and the drive is comfortable,

(and you cannot shake this feeling that something is wrong.)

---

It isn’t an apartment, it’s a house in the goddamn woods; no, a fucking mansion in the goddamn woods, the design of it ripped straight from the personal architectural smutjournel of Frank Lloyd Wright, complete with white-foam waterfall and neo-American art deco pretension. Your mouth hangs open, and you know, you just fucking know a fly is about to buzz in that shit and set up a cozy little cottage, but you don’t care. This is straight wack, man.

(it looks vaguely familiar too, like something nostalgic stuck in your mental gears, cracked and rusted from disuse; something you saw once, a long time ago, in a place you can’t quite remember.)

Bro gestures you along along the concrete path, and you tell him no, wait, put the fucking brakes on Anime Goldilocks, what the fuck are we doing here, because this sure as shit can’t be where we’re living now, and I don’t wanna piss off the three bears. He pinches the bridge of his nose, and tells you in that deep southern mumble of his that, shit, kid, did you expect we’d just take a plane and end up in the same shitty apartment? And of course you didn’t

(even though you kind of did)

because that would be ridiculous, but-- you don’t know, you’ve been sharing a seven-hundred square foot living space with him for the past fifteen years. How are you supposed to react to a fucking mansion that just suddenly up and settled before you on delicate foundational popliteals and a stark-white concrete strapless all alluring and sultry? Just stand there stone-faced morose and stoic and fuck, that is exactly what you should be doing, isn’t it, because that was what he taught you, to

(stitch up the cuts slowly, careful with the needle and don’t fucking rush it, lil’ bro, even if they’re shallow you can’t just take it and jab that shit in, and for the love of god you gotta work on your dodge game, how the fuck do you expect not to get your ass served up sunnyside in a real fight?)

(̶̥̘͗̉̾̊͝ ̷̦̙̦͌͊̒́̍͛̀̀̈́́̚͘̕̚n̷̨̜̲͓̹̪͎̒͋́̊̎̐̍͌̆͘͝ͅͅͅ ̸̤̥̏́̌̑͒̈́̿́̃

̶̧̝͎̝͔͔̣̬͈̗̥̠̔̀͌̈́͆̒̇̋̋́̈́͐̈̚͝ ̷̡̛͕͚̰͉̦̼̤͍̘̝̹̮̩̈́̑̇̃̔͝͠ơ̷̡̧͔̘͇̖̫͉̳̳͖͇̰̻͗͛̿̋̾̏͘͝ ̸̨̧͈̱̫̩̲̦̭͖̿̃́̔͛̓̓͌̌͗̍̔̾͜ͅ

̷̢̮̮̠̠̬̖̙͈͋̍͛͆̔̈́̓̌̂̀͌̽͝͠ ̸̨̗̯̓͐̿̇͂͊̓́́̄̃̚͘͜͜.̷̲̙͓̮̮̬͓̈́̋͂͒̓̃͘͠͠)̸̧̖̪̦̥̪͙̫͍͙̩̻̺̩̒̌̈́͒͋͝ͅ

̵̬̯̪͛̓̈́̎̒́̂

It isn’t our house anyway, he says,

(and your mind slams on the brakes so hard you think you might flip this shit frontways, slam the roof on that motherfucker into the burning asphalt and skid off the edge of this brutal synapse fuckup.)

(you can’t remember what you were thinking. it’s blurry, and forgotten, and everything is normal again)

moving forward in long, atypical strides that you scramble to follow. The rain is still coming down, you realize, in a softer drizzle that dampens your shirt. Friend of mine lives here.

Holy shit, he has friends?

Yes, I have friends, you little shit, and you flinch when you realize you must have said that out loud. His arms flex, shoulder blades audibly popping with the contraction of muscle, and you flinch, and nothing happens. Her name is Roxy.

And shit, you guess that’s all there really is to say on the matter, because he doesn’t provide any further explanation and you sure as hell don’t ask. You duck under the porch roof and he raps a fat bar of knuckles on the door.

---

Roxy isn’t anything like you expect.

You don’t know what you were expecting, actually, considering you’ve only just heard about her, but she is perky and kind-eyed and so fucking sincere that the saccharine emotional font of exuberant delight that straight up sparkles from her is making you real uncomfortable.

She hugged you.

She hugged you and you liked it.

(and she hugged Bro too, made his spine go all weird fucking c-shaped wrongness as she crushes him against her chest, calls him Dirk like she fucking owns him.)

You’re ushered in as she turns on heel and sways away with a tipsy strut, sauced and sauntering and high stilettos tapping on the dark hardwood. She tells you to drop your things by the door, she can set each of you up with a room in a bit, and Dirk, honey, we have got so much catching up to do, I haven’ seen you and the lil’ guy in ages, and god yer both so fuckin’ tall I forgot about that bit,

(christ on the cross, she can speak at a mile a minute, accent a thickly laced New York staccato that matches Texas about as close to the intersection of nil and fuckall as you can get without running head-on into traffic.)

and Dirky, Dirkle, Dirk-a-licious, oh my god come here right now, I gotta show you this badass shit I‘ve been working on, it’s fuckin’ lit as hell, it has got switches and gizmos and all of the cool techy shit I know you swoon over, and you need to check out this code I wrote because you know I’m not about to trust anyone else to parse my sick lines, so come ooooooooooooon and there they go, Bro dragged stiff as cardboard across the floor by the hem of his fucking shirt. He gives you a side-eye look that says crosses somewhere between ‘don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back’ and ‘help me.’

You shrug and flip him off and leave him to his fate. His death glare could kill a lesser man.

(holy shit.)

And then, quite suddenly, you are alone.

It’s not quiet, you notice - just a more subtle murmur than the scream of a city, made emptier without Roxy to fill up the room. Slow, churning movement below signals the languid rush of water as it tumbles beneath the floorboards and off the cliffside. Some woodland creature skitters in wet dirt beyond the window pane, which filters in ghost-grey light and shakes a bit when a particularly heavy set of raindrops hit.

You shuffle about awkwardly, and glance around for a second,

(the interior is lavishly decorated, you notice. posh white starkness for fineass digs. sir asshole the stone swamp wizard sits plainly in the foyer, nested in arcane robes of the dimwitted and tacky. a cat is nuzzled up at the foot of some kind of bronzed vacuum. the whole place smells like perfume and vodka. it’s kind of intoxicating.)

before deciding the panicked, lingering gaze is kind of stupid, and waiting for Bro to come back like a pining factory girl in the nineteen-forties writing sappy missives to the brave boys in Okinawa was lame as shit, so you flop down on the couch, all loose, gangly puberty limbs and feigned indifference and the muted light of your phone glaring back at you. You pull open a pesterchum window, shoot a few messages to Harley,

(some off-the-cuff rap cooked slow on these sick fires, like just put some whip cream and a goddamn cherry on that shit and call it a sunday. you also make sure to attach a file for the new sbahj comic you’ve been working on. you’ve lovingly dubbed the new arc ‘the spaztastic furry hatesex maelstrom,’ and you hope know she’ll love it.)

and Egbert,

(and you admit, muddled up in tangents and similes that take forever just to get to the goddamn point, that you actually took his recommendation and stuck through the bitterly tasteless cinema assassination of the week. you even wrote a shitty review for it on one of your ironically maintained critic blogs, and send him a link)

(you won’t admit you laughed at groundhog day. he will never let you live it down. never.)

and Lalonde,

(who is on, surprisingly, because you know she has school right now, and fuck if the flighty broad doesn’t take every swat of the educational ass whooping with a snide, condescending seriousness that has a way of getting just under your skin. she wants to go to Harvard, or Cornell, or Oxford, because she is smarter than you, and John, and maybe not Jade but damn is she close.)

(she doesn’t respond either, though, so you cast the thought away and send her some custom made memes deep fried in a hundred layers of crystalline jpeg illegibility and wait, fuck, holy shit)

and then someone is standing over you, peering with an appraising interest, like they’re looking at a slab of beef splayed out dumb on the chopping block. And you don’t flinch, you really don’t, even though you’re about five seconds away from flipping this shit backwards and kicking dust up as you run for the hills.

You can tell this girl is nasty. She is stygian lips and white-blonde hair and violet eyes that politely inform you that this is indeed the fucking slaughterhouse, that you guessed it right, and you’re about to get served up with a side of collard greens and barbecue sauce.

So of course the first words out of your mouth are 'sup, Rose.

Wait, wh

(you see her past the glow of a verdant sun, because even a double universe killing superbomb can't outshine her. cascading orange silk stitch wrapped in a star-shimmering supernova of violet eyes and pallid skin. it's like a goddamn angel come from the heaven; a smirk beneath the hood and fire in her belly. she is the fucking sun now, and nothing can even fucking compare.)

at.

(what the fuck.)

What the fuck.

(what the actual fuck dude.)

Do I know you? Her voice is just dripping contempt.

And you don't fucking know her. She isn't here. Rose is a billion lightyears off in the gay space commune, deep encoded digital vaporware that went out of style twelve fucking years ago. She is a string of chat logs and embarrassing Fruedian slips that didn't happen, no, Rose, you don't have undercover mother-lust.

And she is here.

You've never even seen her picture, but you know. You know far beneath the skin, something deeper than blood or bone or anything else seething something above that spiritual core. You know on a fucked kind of metaphysical. It's self-evident. It cannot help but make itself true.

Uh.

Shit.

Shit dude fucking say something. She’s just standing there, and the downward curvature of those lips is about to break out of the spatial plane and into some hyper paranoid fourth dimension. You guess she has a right to be weary. Your gangly ass is seated firmly in her territory.

#homestuck #dave strider #bro strider #rose lalonde #mom lalonde #decided i should probably fulfill the whole 'occasionally write things' part of my blog that has kinda been neglected since like 2017 or so #and this has just been sitting abandoned in a google docs since like early 2019 or so but i like it enough that i figured fuck it why not #so here you go #my requisite one writing thing that i post a year #it will probably never be finished #enjoy i guess?

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Friends with Benefits Chapter 4

“So about that date.” Jughead’s eyes avoid hers, wiping down the bar with a rag. He’d been sure she’d heard what happened yesterday. Betty wasn’t quiet, screaming at him or when fucking him.

“Still on?” She places a glass on the table, smiling in his direction.

“Relax, I’m teasing. You’re off the hook.” She rolls her eyes, her laughter filling his ears.

“Saw her come in. She’s pretty.” He senses it, jealousy. The way her eyebrows raise at her last statement. He hadn’t had to deal with a jealous girl since Sabrina. The ex who wouldn’t quit.

“Yeah, really.” His eyebrows raise too, nodding once.

—–

“My god, don’t you two ever leave the house.” Archie throws his varsity jacket on the hook as he walks through the front door, his eyes rolling.

“And go out when we could be right here? Are you joking.” Betty doesn’t tear her eyes away from the tv, popping a chip in her mouth, settled between his legs.

“Don’t you ever like go on dates?” Archie starts to make his way to the kitchen, kicking his shoes off in the middle of the hallway.

“This is a date, right now. And you’re ruining it.” Jughead calls after him.

“Whatever.” He yells back.

“Do you want to go out?” Jughead looks down at her, pushing her hair away from her face as he nuzzles her neck. She looks up to him, humor in her eyes as she crunches on another chip.

“That’s funny.” She laughs.

“Why’s he being such a prick?” Jughead shakes his head, taking a chip from the bag.

“Don’t worry about it, I don’t care.”

—–

They’d fallen asleep together in his bed, her head on his chest and leg between his. She hadn’t been home in days. It was an endless cycle of Fred’s attempt at dinners and getting fucked hard every night before bed. His warmth was heating up her pale, icy skin and when she wakes up in the middle of the night, he awakes too, the both of them silent in the late hour. She’d dreamed of him, she always does, waking with an ache between her legs. She whispers that she needs him and it moves quickly from there.

The next minutes were only a blur, frantic hands, desperate kisses, lips trailing over naked skin, clothes being discarded on the floor until we were finally both naked and she pushed him back into the bed, eyes flicking hungrily over his body as she took him in. Every inch of him with her eyes. His heart skipping a beat as his eyes fell on the scars covering her body, speaking of the hard life she had led the last decade and the possessive feeling overwhelmed him again and he push her against his bed.

“Fuck, Betty, I need to taste you.” He pushed her back, her thighs colliding with the mattress and she fell backwards, her elbows crushing hard on the bed, a moan escaping her as he dropped on hid knees in front of her, throwing her legs over his shoulders, licking his lips as he stared at her between her legs before his eyes snapped up to hers, glinting with unrestrained hunger.

“Then do it.” Betty replied defiantly, crossing her ankles behind his neck and pulling him forward.

His head shot forward, tongue pushing into her without warning, hand coming around her thigh, his finger pressing hard against her clit, flicking over it while his tongue swept into her over and over again.

Her stomach tightened, her thighs quivered around his head, her hips bucking upwards, pressing harder against his face as the waves crashed down over her, the tremors wrecking her body, leaving her breathless.

Within moments he was inside of her, her hips shaking in sensitivity still in her post orgasm haze. He’d fucked her so hard he’d been sure he was going to break the bed, wake the whole house. With the way the springs creaked and the wood slammed, Archie surely would have heard next door.

Their pace picked up gradually as they moved together until they were both sweating with exertion, mouths meeting in heavy, bruising kisses. Breathy gasps and slapping skin was all that could be heard. After the first few minutes, he began hitting at a slightly different angle with every thrust, searching for exactly where she needed him, until she saw stars.

“Juggie please.” She moaned and his thrusts got faster and deeper, his teeth sunk into her shoulder gently, encouraged by her prompting and she bucked into him harder.

“Come, Elizabeth.” He growled, voice heavy as he struggled to drive into her even faster, sweaty forehead pressing into the crook of her neck. It wasn’t a minute before she complied with his pleas, shaking around him. He pulls out her and collapses on top of her, both of them breathing heavy.

Between her thighs, traces of the both of them are there, leaving him hungry altogether for her at the sight.

“You’re so cute.” Her sweet voice brings him to snap his head upward, eyes looking over her face, wondering if she had been joking.

“What?”

“Did I not just fuck your brains out two minutes ago?” His eyes brows knit together in confusion. She presses her hand to his shoulder, pushing him over.

“You’re a softy Juggie and you know it.” She laughs, her fingertips running over the baby soft skin of his cheek.

“I love no rules.” She sighs, falling forward to press her cheek to his chest, hugging him with her arms wrapped around his torso tightly. His phone lets out a buzz on the nightstand, the screen illuminating the dark room.

“Archie says we’re being too loud.” He looks over his phone before dropping into the bed, his lips turning up into a smile at her annoyed face.

“What?” He laughs out, hands on her waist and running along her thighs.

“Nothing, just. He called me a bitch in the hallway the other day.” Her voice lowers.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. He thinks I’m using you.”

“Well in that case.” She shrieks as he rolls her over, pressing her into the bed again. He’s in between her legs again, hips pushing forward and her eyes open wide as he rocks into her for the second time.

“Be as loud as you want.”

—–

He hears Archie stir outside the door and he pulls his sweatpants on, leaving Betty passed out and wrapped in his sheets.

“Bro-” Jughead stops him in the hallway, Archie pulls his wrist out of his grasp.

“Why are you snapping at Betty all of a sudden.”

“Just looking out for you.” He shrugs it off, trying to continue down the hall.

“Well if this is the way you’re gonna do it, stop.”

“Wow-” He stops in his tracks and turns back around, mouth opened slightly.

“You’re with Veronica.” Jughead states, Archie’s eyes brows knit together, a look of frustration on his face.

“I know that.” His teeth grit together, eyes narrowing.

“Then why aren’t you focusing your energy on her?”

“Are you-Are you…jealous?” He knows he’s reaching, but with the way he’s acting he couldn’t help but ask.

“Of fucking what?” Archie shouts, shaking his head.

“Me, because of Betty? God, I don’t know, you’re being such a dick lately.” Jughead looks over him, his face scrunched in confusion.

“Betty is my friend.”

“Yeah I got that-”

“I’m not jealous of you, you fucking idiot. I’m looking out for you. Don’t you remember what happened with Sabrina? I’m worried about you.”

“Betty couldn’t hurt me if she tried.” Jughead shakes his head. In all his years he’s known Betty, he’d hardly fought with her.

“Betty could kill an army of men with a few words. She’s pretty tough man. Look, I’m sorry alright, just-”

“-I don’t know, be careful?” Archie puts his hand to his shoulder, eyes filled with concern.

“Yeah, alright.”

—–

“What are you doing here?” A certain blonde walks through the White Wyrm doors, and not the one he’d been inside of just this morning.

“To win you back.” She shrugs her coat off, walking toward the bar.

“Sabrina.” His teeth grit together.

“Kidding, duh. Heard you guys were hiring.” She eyes around the empty bar.

“Seen the man in charge?” He doesn’t answer her, his eyes following her as she walks around the room, running her fingers along the wood of the table.

“You’re not in head of personnel are you? I can think of a few things to get me the job.” She looks him up and down, hand over her chest with a glint of mischief in her eyes. She was Satan.

“Kidding! Jeez. Heard you got a girl.” She smiles, her head snapping up at the sound of the door to the office opening.

“You Sabrina?” The boss looks at her, looking over a piece of paper in his hand.

“Yup!” She waltzes over. The door shuts and he lets put a breath he didn’t know he’s been holding. He’d never want to hurt anyone let alone a woman but God, he was ready to pull each thread of hair out of her head. His brains goes over ever possible worse situation he can prepare himself for, thoughts interrupted minutes later when she walks out, hand on her hip.

“Got the job. Guess you just can’t get away from me, huh? God this’ll be so much fun!”

—–

“Guess who stopped by!” He huffs, slamming her bedroom door open. The smile drops from her face, pencil falling from her hand and onto her mattress.

“No-”

“Yup.” He sighs, kicking off his shoes.

“I’ll be sure to make a visit then.” Her eyes darken, her lip between her teeth.

“Betts, you don’t have to-” Oh but God, does he want her to.

“I’ll wear a skirt for your easy access.” He smiles, thankful for his seductress or a girlfriend.

“Underwear or no?”

—–

“I could just tell her you fucked me, bent over the bar, but what would be the fun in that?” Betty shrugs off her coat, drunk on tequila and young love as she stumbles through the bar doors, pulling Jughead with her. It’s abandon at this late hour, the lights off and chairs turned over on top of the tables.

She pulls him with her, fingers interlocked behind the bar counter, her phone light the only thing illuminating the room and leading the way. She throws her phone and keys to the bar to the counter, bending herself over.

“I’ll be waiting.” She rests her hand on her hands, listening as he unbuckles his belt, pulling his zipper down. He can’t help but laugh at her, buzzed on alcohol and aroused at the sight of her. She’s not wearing any underwear, her skirt has risen slightly at her bent position over the counter.

She’d planned on getting straight to the point, but he sees her bent over like that, perfect view of her with her skirt lifted the way it is and he can’t help but drop to his knees.

“I gotta taste you.” He licks his lips, hands wrapped around her calfs.

“You did this morning-”

“I know but I-” He pushes her legs apart and her feet stumble, his head moving forward, interrupting himself. His tongue was inside of her within seconds, her legs already about to give out.

“Jug, you gotta get straight to the point or I’ll lose it.” He groans against her and she almost falls. As he stands he secures his arm around her waist to keep her grounded. Boxers pushed out of the way and on his hips he sinks into her.

His eyes rolls to the back of his head. After she had confessed she loved him and he did the same to her, fucking her was so much more intense. He still fucked her like he wanted to hurt her, but it was all the more loving and intense. He could feel it, the way she’d look at him, the way she’d be looking at him now if she was facing him. Coming inside of her was like a whole other world now. The way she’d beg it out of him, to fill her up, God, it was the hottest thing. And she was doing it now.

“Come in me, Juggie please, just-”

“Fuck me till you break me.” Her nails dug into the wood, hard enough to chip it, hard enough to turn her fingers white under the pressure. Her cries grew louder, hearing him groan making her wetter. The rough push and pull of his hips left her shaking, his cold fingers from the icy chill of the bar pressing to her clit, rolling in circles.

“Fuck, c'mon.” He came in her, hard.

Traces of them ran down her leg as she stayed put, bent over the counter and breathing heavily, her face pressed to the hard wood and her lips curved into a devilish smile.

“I love when you do that.” She turns over, leaning against the bar, following his eyes down between her legs. And he can’t help but drop to his knees again.

—–

Wednesday around noon the bell to the White Wyrm chimes, Betty smiles and all, passing Sabrina and walking toward him.

“Juggie!” She grabs him by the lapels of his jacket over the bar. She leans over, her lips pressed to his and her hands on his neck. His eyes are blown wide until her tongue slips in his mouth, letting them flutter closed.

She moans into his mouth, their lips pulling apart with a wet pop. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, watching Betty as she drops a bag of Pop’s food on the bar counter. She turns to leave, eyeing Sabrina.

“She might wanna give the bar an extra wipe down, right Jug. First day on the job, yeah?” She looks between them, swinging her coat over her shoulders. Before she disappears behind the bar door she looks to him one more time.

“I’ll be back later on your break Juggie to take you for a ride.” Darkness looks good on her.

“Your girl likes to mark her territory huh?” Sabrina’s eyes narrow at him.

“Bet our sex was better.” She looks over him, eyes filled with humor.

“It’s called being in love.”

“Never felt it before, its new for me. Excuse me if I’m a little infatuated.” He bites back, venomous.

“Ouch.” Sabrina takes the stab to heart. They’d been together for 2 years before they’d broken up, to which was her fault of course. She’s cheated on him, more than once. He’d thought he loved her, at the time. Until he realized what loving someone actually felt like.

“Why are you really here? Riverdale is small but it’s not that small Sabrina.”

“I miss you.”

“That’s great. I don’t care. Leave.” He nods toward the door.

“You’ll come to your senses.”

—–

Later that night, having fucked hours on end they were wrapped in the sheets, high on each other. Betty sat cross legged, sheets bunched around her waist as he lay back, arms crossed behind his head.

“No wonder every girl at the bar wants you.” She admires him, icy blue eyes and dark raven curls.

“Yeah and why is that?” His lips curve into a smile, pulling her by her arm to fall against his chest.

“You’re hot as fuck.”

“Yeah?” He chuckles, his fingertips running across her bare skin.

“It’s bothering you isn’t it?”

“I wanna make a sex tape just so I can tie them down and make them watch it.” Her hands turn to fists. Quickly he pulls at her hands, prying them apart. He laughs at her comment, unable to help himself.

“Why do they want what they can’t have.” She sighs and he laughs at her again, head thrown back in amusement.

“You’re cute when you’re mad.” He pouts, watching as she scrunched her face, frustrated.

“Shut up!” She crossed her arms over her chest, beginning to get more upset.

“Do you want me to make you feel better?”

“You have to snuggle with me before you go to work.” She demanded sweetly, his eyebrows raising as she pulled him on top of her, his arms resting on either side of her, careful not to crush her fragile frame.

“Is that so? Anything else you want, Elizabeth?” He relaxed above her, giving her the weight that made her feel safe. She rolled her eyes for a moment at the call of her name before snapping back into her playful mood.

“I would like a kiss please.” He leaned down, smothering her cheek with his lips, making her burst into a fit of giggles.

“Not there Jug!” She whined, making him grin at her impatience.

“Not there? Where then? Here?” He teased, kissing the tip of her nose, making her groan in a playful frustration.

“No, here.” She pointed her finger to her lips, her eyes swirling with desire for him, and his for her.

“Oh, there.” He acts innocent, pressing his lips to hers, almost instantly getting the taste of her strawberry tongue with growing desperation. His fingers tangle through her hair, tugging gently, lifting her chin up, delving deeper into her mouth.

The sheets fall from her waist as she locks her legs around his waist, the innocent mood slipping away quickly as he presses open mouth kisses down her jaw. Her nails dig into his sides, clawing, scratching as his lips are reaching down to her chest. He’d never spent this much time naked and vulnerable in his life. They were in bed, always. Talking, fucking, eating food, eating each other. He couldn’t imagine going back to life it was the way before. When he wasn’t with her.

“I keep dreaming about you.” She pulls back, eyes on his.

“Yeah? What am I doing?” He already has an idea. Sometimes he’ll wake up, she’ll be sweating, writhing, moaning in her sleep. He’ll touch her till she wakes up, she’ll tell him what she dreamt about, and then he’ll do whatever she dreams of.

“Fucking me, always. It’s all I think about now.”

“Why dream when you can have the real thing?” He kisses her deeply again, pulling back with her lip tucked between his teeth.

“You came in me so many times Jug, I was so full of you.” She whines, her hips rolling toward his.

“Fuck-” He chokes out.

“I love when you come in me Juggie, when you fill me up like you do-”

“It felt so real, the way you were pulsing inside of me, I-God, I’m so wet already Juggie.” He roughly pulls her closer, ready to start all over again.

“I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” They’d been fucking all night already, she already could feel the ache between her legs, her thighs becoming sore. But, God, she was never not wanting him. He made her sex crazed.

“I’ll carry you around.” He quickly pushes inside of her, already close on all of her words alone. He’s so tired, the push and pull of his hips dragged out slowly. Her hips buck up to his, desperate. Within minutes her words alone have him coming, filling her up.

“How many times have we fucked in the last week?” She tries to catch her breath, wincing as he pulls out of her.

“I lost count after 20.” He rolls onto his back.

“You complaining?”

“Never.” She shakes her head, shuttering at the feeling of traces of him seeping out of between her legs.

“Why are you so addictive?” He’s on side, head propped up on his hand.

Pink sweaters and hair tied back was no longer his vision of Betty Cooper. It was miles of bare, pale skin, curled blonde hair falling around her face, devilish green eyes and the soft sound of her moaning when he came inside of her. Hearing her name brought up the most sinful images in his head. And there was no doubt in his mind that he was going to want her for the rest of his life.

“Can you stay home today.” She curls up next to him, pressing her cheek to his chest.

“Baby-” His fingers pull through her hair, upset knowing he can’t miss a day.

“I have a bad feeling about today.” She whispers against his skin, lips turned down into a pout.

“What do you mean.” He looks into her eyes and she shrugs.

“I don’t know, just a bad feeling.”

—–

Sabrina walks in to the bar, an hour earlier than she’s supposed to. Jughead had still been at home, wrapped in the sheets with his girlfriend. With purpose she walks to the girl behind the bar, taking a seat.

“So!” She folds her hands together, smirking at the young girl.

“I heard Jug likes you.”

“He’s with Betty.” She looks up, shaking her head.

“That possessive little thing? Don’t worry about her. They’re just fucking.” Sabrina leans back in her chair, arms crossed over her chest.

“He told me he was with her.”

“Jug says lots of things.” Sabrina plays it like she knows him, though she never really did.

“I say go for it. Whatever you do don’t give up. Jug loves a girl that doesn’t quit.” She hops off the stool, a sinister smiling curling on her lips.

—–

“Hey-” The girl makes her way behind him as he wipes down the bar, her hands wrapping around to his front.

“What’re you doing?” He turns around, pushing her back by her shoulders, watching as she tries to move her hands to his belt.

“Get the fuck off of me.”

“You know I have a girlfriend right?” He moves to the side, looking at her, her face twisting in confusion.

“I don’t understand, Sabrina said-”

“Sabrina said?” His blood immediately boils.

—–

“Sabrina!” He picks up a glass from the table as she walks in through the bar door. He throws it next to her head, letting it shatter into a million pieces as she quickly jumps out of the way.

“What the fuck are you doing?” She yells, hand over her chest.

“Fuck out of my business you fucking-”

“Wow, calm down. I’m having a little fun.” She puts her hands up in surrender, jumping as the door opens behind her, Betty storming in. Her hair was failing in curls around her face, skirt and one of his t-shirts on, her face red with anger.

“You! You-Oh I’m gonna fucking scratch your little eyes out you fucking piece of-” Jughead is at her side before she has the chance, pulling her back by both of her arms.

“Baby,-” He whispers in her ear, trying to calm her down, but damn, is she strong when she needs to be.

“Oh god, you got yourself a crazy one.” Sabrina’s lips curve into a smile, and Betty tries to lunge at her.

“Crazy? I’m crazy, you better-”

“Im having some fun, Jeez. I put a pebble in your path and you cracked your tiny little skull on it. Get over yourself.” She spits, nodding her head in Betty’s direction.

“Fuck you!” She screams, trying to pull forward, but Jughead holds her in place. He knew if he’d let go she would fucking hurt her, badly.

“No need, Jug’s already done the job. Many times, remember Juggie?” Sabrina smiles and that’s when he loses it, letting Betty go.

“Knock her out Betts.” She lunges forward, her fist slamming into Sabrina’s jaw.

“You crazy bitch.” Sabrina spits blood, holding her jaw as Betty steps back, locking her fingers with Jughead’s.

“Get the fuck out of my town.” Betty looks over her one more time before pulling her boyfriend out the door.

#bughead smut #bughead fanfiction

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sinandredemptionff · 7 years

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Chapter 15: Kidnaps and Mishaps Part 1

Chris POV:

I walked into my office on a high this morning. For the last three days, my wife and I have made love in all ways imaginable. We missed each other so much we needed some alone time for our grown-up activities. I feel rejuvenated.

“Good morning Mr. Brown. There's files on your desk and you have a nine o'clock meeting with B&B construction. Also, don’t forget about your twelve o’ clock.” Bianca politely greeted me distracting me from my impure thoughts.

“Good morning to you as well Bianca and thanks. Could you get me a cup of coffee please?”

“I'm right on it Mr. Brown.” She replied with a smile.

I removed some designs from my briefcase for my presentation at twelve. I hope my clients love my modern spin on a children's arcade.

I began adding extra effects with my pencil. Damn I don't mean to be bigheaded but I'm dope at this.

“Mr. Brown there's somewhere here to see you.” Bianca returned with my coffee in her hand and a smile on her face.

“Bring them in.”

I looked at the door for a few moments curious to see who would walk in and to my surprise in walks in Jermaine.

“What's going on brother from another?” Jermaine greeted me.

“Nothing much man. What brings you by?” I stared at him in confusion.

Jermaine is a free spirit who doesn't believe in working for corporations or “the man” as he likes to say. He's never visited in one of the guy's offices, he has always been that way. Therefore, him coming here today is a huge deal.

“I just need your advice on something Chris.” He shifted in his seat a little and pulled at his bushy fro.

“Go ahead man shoot.” “How would you feel if one of your homies dated one of your exes?” This is random.

“That's fucking with the bro code but I don’t know how I would feel. It depends on whom the ex is and what type of relationship we had. Every ex isn't important. Like if Robyn and I broke up and one of the homies tried to get at her words can’t describe how heated I would be. I don’t give a damn about anyone else.”

“Hmm makes sense.” He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. “Another question how did you really feel about ole girl? The chick you were with before you and Robyn got back together.”

“Who Mya? Mya was cool. She was a very sweet girl and I don't like the way I did her, however I knew she was only used to fill the void of Robs. I can honestly say I wasn't in love with her or anything. That's why it's easy for me to be around her now, it wasn't like we had a deep complex thing. It was quite simple.”

“Hmm interesting.” Jermaine said chewing on the inside of his jaws. I know something is up, Jay has never been the type to beat around the bush.

“What if I told yo--?” He started to say.

“Mr. Brown your daughter's school just called, you have to get there immediately.” Bianca dashed into the room frantically interrupting our conversation.

“What happened? What did they say?” I leaped from my chair to get my jacket.

“Apparently, she hasn't been seen at school today, but one of her classmates Brittany said she saw her this morning.”

“I know damn well Jaden dropped his sister off safe and sound this morning!”

“I'm coming with you bro. If something happened to my niece I will go ape shit.”

Don't get it confused Jermaine is somewhat of a hippie yet the streets raised him. No one has a temper like him or Trey. I'm not even going to tell his crazy ass.

We rushed down to my SUV to race to the school. I'm not going to tell Robyn just yet. I will gather as much information as I can first.

I sped down the freeway to get to my baby’s school. Once I got there I didn’t even bother to park correctly, I just hopped out the truck and barged through the front doors.

“Where is my daughter?!?” I asked loudly when I walked in the school’s office.

“Mr. Brown we're so sorry we don’t know what happened.” The principal said.

“You mean to tell me no one was watching the kids as they were getting dropped off or off the bus? This is supposed to be the top elementary school in the damn state. How could y’all let this happen?” I was fuming at this point.

“It’s best if you remain calm.”

“Don’t tell my brother to calm down. My niece is missing because no one was doing their fucking job.”

“I want to talk to every child in here and I want to view the security cameras right now.”

“We have to wait for the police.”

“Let me explain something to you! I am not waiting on them slow ass people. My daughter is not in this school because you mothafuckas were being reckless. Y’all are going to let me do what I need to or I will raise hell in this bitch today!”

The teacher and principal looked at each other and did a head nod.

“Ok, Mr. Brown we don’t want any more problems let’s go to my class and talk to the kids.”

I rushed to the classroom and stood in front.

“Class, some of you know that Skai did not come to class today and no one knows where she is. This is her father Mr. Brown and he wants to ask you all some questions. Please if you know something tell us, we need to Skai back safe to her family.” The teacher said and I noticed one little boy crying his eyes out.

“Cameron what’s wrong sweetie, do you know what happened?” He nodded and continued to cry.

He made his way to us and I crouched down. I want to cry too but I need answers.

“Talk to me son, I promise you won’t get in trouble.” I dried his face with a Kleenex and he stared at me.

“Me and Skai were walking into the school and I noticed she had stopped talking to me. I turned around and seen a big man holding her while running to a black van. She was kicking and he threw her in it but when he saw me looking he told me he would hurt my mommy and daddy if I said something. I’m sorry I was scared.” There’s only one man that would do this.

“Thank you!” Without saying anything Jermaine and I ran out of the school. Once in the car I called the one person I know can help me quickly.

“Hello.”

“Michael, I need you to hack into Skai’s school security system. Someone kidnapped her and I know you can guess who did it. I need to know where the truck he was driving is located, can you do that?”

“Of course man, I’ll start on it now!”

“Appreciate it man seriously. I feel he’ll get suspicious if you ask him straight up where he is. I can’t wait on the police to handle this shit. Plus, he’s as good as dead when I see him. It’s time to end this shit, I’m about to call Daniel.”

“Ok I’ll call you back.”

I dropped Jermaine off at my office so he could get his car. I don’t want him too involved with this even though he wanted to roll with us. I called Daniel and agreed to pick him up. We’re about to end this shit once and for all. Once you fuck with my family, especially my children, it’s over.

Robyn POV:

Monique and I were exercising at the gym to ensure we stay toned. Also, there's something that's been weighing on my mind and I need to get it off my chest.

“Let's go sit over there. I want to talk to you about something.” Monique grabbed my hand and led me to a bench near a huge fan. Ugh this air feels amazing.

“Robyn I feel so foolish, I told Trey l loved him last week. It slipped out and now he has been acting weird. I think he may want to break things off with me.” I can see the fear in her honey brown eyes as she pouted exposing her deep dimples.

“I have known Trey a for a while and Chris said that he has always had a revolving door of women. No one has ever challenged him the way you do and it scares him baby girl. It's not lack of interest that's making him distance himself, it's fear. Trey really adores you, talk to him and be upfront.”

“I'm just afraid Robs. We spend a lot of time together and I don't want him to grow bored of me. Now what's on your mind? You've been in deep thought since we arrived.”

“It's nothing I promise.” I took a swig of my Fiji water gargling it on my tongue.

“Robyn Brown I know you. You can't lie to me so spill the tea.”

I exhaled deeply. I'm afraid that Mo will look at me sideways when I reveal this.

“I know you will judge me but I can't hold this in. I’ve had sexual dreams and thoughts about Don lately. I feel disgusting.”

Monique gasped placing her hand over her mouth. The cat's out the bag now. I know I love my husband but I just feel a strong forbidden attraction to Don.

"What happens in them?" She asked with a grin as she leaned back on one arm.

"Monique can you not, I don't even like thinking about it."

“My bad but Robyn that's actually normal, you're married not blind. You're human we are attracted to each other. It's natural.”

“I feel like I'm virtually cheating on Chris or something, maybe when I return to New York I should keep my distance from Don. I already think he likes me.”

“Did you say virtually cheating? You're a handful Robyn.”

“Is there another phrase?" I replied laughing.

“Yes, something like mentally cheating or psychologically cheating would’ve sufficed. On a serious note though you should have a talk with Chris about this.”

“Noooooo!!!”

“Let me explain why. Say y’all are making love and you say Don’s name that’s grounds for divorce to be honest. You’re only dreaming about this because you feel guilty about being attracted to another man. You and Chris know that y’all are in love with each other and you’re not going anywhere, so just talk to him. You’re only human love.”

“You’re right boo, I love my man so much and communication is key. Thanks.” I said hugging her. She always makes me feel better.

“You’re welcome.”

“Hey ladies!” Mya said as she walked towards us.

“There’s our personal trainer. Where have you been, we got started without you.”

“Sorry I’m late, let’s get on it.”

*10 Minutes Later*

“Can we stop?” Mya said sitting down on the floor.

“Girl we just started and you look sick. You’re supposed to be the athletic one.” Monique replied.

“My job has been overworking me, I’ve been so tired y’all.”

“You look like you’re about to pass out. No ma’am not on my watch sis. I’m going to get you a water.” I rushed and got her a water to hydrate her. She’s looking too pale for my liking.

“You need a vacation!”

“That’s why I’m glad we’re going on that trip in a few weeks. It’s going to be lit!”

“I know right, I’m so excited. We’re going to have so much fun camping.” I said.

“Wait until Trey shows y’all the RV and cabin he got. We lowkey could stay in the RV but the cabin is so damn gorgeous!” Monique added.

“Wait who’s going to drive the RV?”

“Trey said he would but I was like no. I don’t like the way he drives, dude be speeding for no reason.”

“Honestly, I trust Jermaine the most to drive.” I said.

"Girl right, Jermaine is the most trustworthy."

“You guys I’m going home, I don’t feel well.” Mya said standing up.

“Ok babes, get some rest and call us if you need anything. Love you.”

“I will and love y’all too!” She said before leaving.

“She’s been acting off lately.”

“Yea I’ve noticed that too, I hope she’s ok.”

“Me too.”

“Anyways we’re not done yet. I need to get some abs.”

“Nah I’ma just lay here.”

“Get up!” I said smacking her thigh.

“Bitch that hurt!”

“I know now get that ass up.” She stood up and glared at me.

“You’re lucky I love you.”

I smiled and headed towards the weights.

Skai POV:

My morning hasn't been too swell, I have to pee and I'm hungry. One minute I was waving bye to my big-headed brother and walking into school with Cameron, and the next I was in the back of a van. I'm not even scared because I know when my dad finds out he's going to go crazy.

My father is loco about his family and my mommy Robyn is about that thug life as well. Not to mention my beautiful grandma Joyce will beat you with her Bible then pray for you.

I've been praying since the guy in the black van took me. Grandma said always pray and God will hear you.

“Are you ok kid?” A big guy with all black on said.

How could I be ok when I've been taken against my will? Is he dumb?

“Oh yes, I'm so magnificent sir you just don't know. I love chilling with strangers.”

“You have a mouth just like your mama, you know that?”

“You don't even know my mother so stop talking to me and why is your beard so long?” I folded my arms and faced the wall.

“You are definitely Kelly's daughter.”

“Can I go to the restroom?” I bashed my curly eyelashes sweetly, it always works when I do it to mommy and daddy.

“Yeah you can. It's straight down the hallway.”

I began walking down the hallway and I bumped right into the legs of a tall individual.

“Hi Skai baby, I was just about to come back there to see you.”

I looked up to get a closer look at the voice I know so well.

“Mom, what are you doing here?”

“You thought I was just going to let your daddy take you from me. Him and that bitch he cheated with will never see you again. Your brother's basically grown so I can't control him, but you belong to me.”

“Mom but the lady in court said…”

“Fuck the court! I'm your mother end of discussion. I have your bag packed and we’re going far away.” She cut me off, I hate her and now I'm more frightened than ever. I hope my dad and mommy find me soon!

She grabbed my hand harshly and took me back to where I previously was.

“Did you write the note?”

“Yup! You ready to go?”

“The plan is in motion, come on.” She had the guy pick me up because I was fighting with her.

“I hate you!” I yelled at her when they put me in a different van.

“You don’t mean that now shut your mouth.”

I began to tear up and pray silently. I know I’ll be home soon.

Mya POV:

I got out of the shower and dried myself off. I put on my robe and wrapped my hair in a towel. My doorbell rang and I went to answer it.

“Hey babe.” I said and he hugged me.

“Hey, what’s the emergency? You called me like ten times.”

“Where were you Jermaine?”

“I was with Chris, what’s up?”

“We need to talk.” I led him to the couch and we both sat down.

“What’s going on with you? You good?” He asked and I sighed.

I handed him the pregnancy test and his eyes got wide.

“What the fuck?”

“Just look at it.” He took a deep breath and looked at it.

“It’s negative, why would you give me this shit if it’s negative.”

“What would you have done if I was pregnant?”

“What do you mean? I would have been there for you. I’m not a fucking coward.”

“Hmm.”

“I don’t understand the point of showing me this if you’re not anyway.”

“I thought I was and you should know that I had a scare so we can be more careful.”

“How about we just stop this shit? Nothing more careful than that.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yea, I mean I care about you and all, but this is stressful.”

“I love you, don’t you love me too?”

“Listen…”

“Don’t even finish your sentence.” I know he’s in love with Jessica but I don’t want to hear him say it. I know he cares about me but he will love me eventually. He would never hurt me like he promised, I’m not stupid.

“Mya you’re amazing and what I’m trying to say is you’re worth more than being my sidechick.” This is not the first time he has said this but I don’t care at this point. We’re in too deep.

“Ok but what if I don’t want to stop just yet?”

I seductively untied my silk robe not breaking eye contact with him. He bit his bottom lip as I made my way towards him. I kissed his lips and he wrapped his arms around my body. He bit my neck and I yelped.

His phone rung interrupting us and I glanced to see it was Jessica. I declined the call.

“Why did you do that?”

“I just did what you were going to do anyway so shush.” I grabbed his hair and began gyrating my body against his.

I unbuckled his pants and he swiftly picked me up to carry me to the bedroom.

“Fuck you know I can’t resist you.” I giggled as he threw me on the bed.

Jessica has been my best friend for as long as I could remember, but I’ve fallen for her boyfriend and I can’t control that.

Chris POV:

I sat with my face down on Daniel’s couch. My leg is shaking and I’m anxious as fuck. Michael is taking too long to text me the information I need.

“Michael need to come on!” Daniel said.

“He said five more minutes but it feels like it’s been an eternity.”

“This shit is gonna be over in a few.” He said placing his gun on his side.

He paced back and forth as he placed a blunt in his mouth. He took a long pull and exhaled.

“You want some brother-in-law?”

“Nah man, I’m good. I need to stay focus.”

I stopped smoking a long time ago. Though this is the most stressful situation I’ve been in, I don’t plan on going backwards.

“Cool.” He took another hit and my phone went off.

“You got it?” I said when I answered.

“Yes, I’m sending you all of the information now.”

“I can’t thank you enough bruh, I appreciate it.”

“It’s no problem. Be safe and call me back when you get her.”

“I will man, bye.” I said before hanging up.

“Let’s roll.” We hopped in my truck and put the address Michael sent me in the GPS system.

Daniel and I pulled up to the house and saw the van parked in the driveway.

“Michael said this is the address that’s under the vehicle’s registry and there it is.”

“So, what’s the plan?” Daniel asked.

“I don’t have a damn plan. We barge in there and get my baby.”

“And risk getting shot, nah man not smart.”

“That’s my princess in there man I don’t give a fuck.”

“If you get killed then what? There’s two of us and no telling how many of them. That’s my niece in there and I’m heated like you nigga but we can’t be stupid, and run in that bitch.”

“What do you suggest because sitting in this car is wasting time.”

“I’ma go look through the windows to see if there’s anyone in site. Wait here.”

Daniel jumped out the car and ran across the street. He peaked through the windows and waved his hand for me to come over.

“Man it don’t look like anyone is here, but you can tell someone lives here.”

“I’m going in.” I turned the knob of the front door and it opened. This screamed set up but like I said I don’t give a fuck right now.

I walked in with Daniel standing next me. We separated to look around but there was no sign of anyone but you could see someone was here.

“Chris!” Daniel said and I ran to find him.

“What? Did you find anything?” He gave me a note with an angry look on his face.

“Give me Robyn and you’ll get the little girl! Come to this address tonight at midnight. No police or else!” I crumbled the note and screamed.

I’m tired of this shit. I need my daughter back so I’ll do what I need to. I wanted to handle this without my wife but now I have no choice.

#rihanna #rihanna fanfic #chris brown #chris brown fanfic #chrianna #chriannaff #chrianna fanfic

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✌🏾Nise Lyfe Movie Part 1

Inspired By Real people, Real Relationships, and Fake Events

INTRO.

*Riding down the street, leaning on window smoking and driving. Credits go by. Flatbush zombies song Bumps. Phone rings, music stops*

Duke: hello??

Greg: Ayo Duke

Duke: Yo wuddup nigga

Greg: Aye bro, you got your strap??

*Duke looks down at cup holder* Duke: Always!

Greg: Listen bro, I need you to come pick me and Mark up rightnow and not ask me any questions.... you down or what??

Duke: .....................where you at??

Black screen

CHAPTER 1: The Story

Female Narrator:

Black Americans ...... Culture.... somehow, for the majority anyways, no matter how much money our parents had... no matter which City, State, neighborhood, or family you come from, our families all have things in common. Have you ever wondered about that?? I mean think about it. Somehow, weather your from Connecticut, New York, Florida, Texas, Cali, Virginia, Illinois, or the Carolinas, we all have fatal similarities without ever meeting or even knowing the same people. Our grandmothers have always told us things like "stop letting all my AC out the house, go fetch me a switch, come here baby, you know grandma loves her baby, stop running around my damn house, I'm praying for you baby" and that world famous, stand on the porch with the sun in her eyes and hands on her hips, wave to watch us drive off from her house. Grandmothers keep the world spinning!! They cook everything with love and have that magic hug and kiss that fuels us like a pump at a gas station. There is truely NOTHING like the love from an elderly women! .... for the majority

Then there are mothers and aunts. The rib of the family. Always putting on fronts when people come around. They can be both your biggest motivator and entagenizor, or both at the same time. They wake you up, get you dressed, feed you, and get you out to school on time day in and day out. They manage a very strict schedule and do it so amazingly. Weather they have a significant other or parental spousal support, they manage with grace and elegance. *Black mother cursing kids out* most of the time anyways.....

And then there are Black Men... the back bone that keeps America standing up straight. The shoulders in which a majority of Americas problems sit on. The brains behind more than 50% of American culture if you ask me. Now I'd like to break the idea if the black man down into 3 categories, which in my opinion isn't exactly fair, because I feel as if all black men share all 3 attributes if enticed to show them in the appropriate time or place.

The first... of-course the typical idealistic black man that Brainwashed America would imagine at first thought. The "GANGSTA". Smh.... typical... This man isn't a bad person. He does bad things from a normal perspective, but no worst than an unordinary American would do. Don't agree?? Well check this... the gangsta sells drugs to the public. Mostly addictive substances to keep his clients hooked, squeezing every silver dime and red penny that they can get out of said person before they either die or overdose.... sound formillior?? Kind of like a Doctor without the license. Cures for things like diabetes, HIV, high blood pressure, cancers, they have been around for years, but we all know there's no economic longevity in corporations curing people. The profits comes from sustaining their illness enough to giving temporary relief of symptoms but not enough to eraticate them. The goal is to keep them coming back..... I.E. "Drug Dealers. Plus ide imagine the "typical" black man would have a bad temper and ofcourse drinks Hennessy and smokes newports all day ".

The second we'll bring up is the "Baby Daddy". Unfortunately this is a legitimate cultural problem for OUR community. Weather the man stays in his child's life as much as anyone would like is besides the point. The biggest problem is that the babies are often made at a young age of the man in which he is not ready to instantly drop the childish antics and mentality at that very moment. Which brings the conflict between said man and the women enpregnated because as females tend to mature faster than males, she is usually raised with a specific image of what a man should be. Her immaturities sway her from being patient enough to help the father of her child to grow into the man he needs to be. The conflicted situation dominos into their split up in which the mother usually takes the custody of the youth, leaving the man to continue exactly where he left off before the pregnancy, living in his immaturities.

And lastly... the comeillian. He isn't a gangster or gangbanger, he doesn't accidentally enpregnate a female before he intends to. He typically is very comfortable being around anyone of any race, religion, or sexual preference. Mentally he feels as if he is a bit of an outcast. He typically has a bit of rebellion in his blood that people find ok, only because he regularly turns it on and off, depending on the environment he is in. I personally like to think of them as an untapped well just under the surface. The possibility of this person swaying into any job, place, environment is up to them. They're just waiting for the decision to be made.

Now on first instinct, Humanity has conditioned us to always look at things as 2 sided. Either right or wrong, good or bad, black or white. But I'm here to show you.... it's much deeper than that. Bad things happen to good people that make bad decisions with good intentions.

Chapter 2: the Team

*Duke pulls up to location, cuts off music, calls greg. Him and mark come out and fast walk to car. They dap up Duke and he pulls off.

Duke: so what niggas bout to do?? We got static??

Greg: nah, but first things first, niggas need to go get some weed. Pull up at Chris crib.

*Duke pulls out blunt and lights it.*

Mark: my nigga, hahaha

*Car pulls up at Chris's house. All three get out of car. Duke pulls gun from cup holder and tucks on waist. Flips shirt over and proceeds to door. SPECIAL KNOCK ON DOOR. Chris comes to door with chinky smile, holds hand out. All 3 greet and walk in. Greg and Mark pull out money hand to Chris and he walks to backroom of apartment. In living room, Dorcey is counting pills and bagging them up. Lean bottles as well as other known drugs cover table. Dorcey sees us and daps us up while still counting, trying not to loose count. All 3 sit down. Duke pulls out another blunt and sparks it.*

Duke: so bro, what's tha move?? Why I need strap.??

*Greg and Mark look at eachother*

Greg: go on and tell him about your boy.

Mark: aight, so me and this nigga was walking down the street by my crib, by the park and we smell weed in the air, so I look across the street and we see this tall ass nigga walking, smoking a blunt.

*Greg interrupts*

Greg: bro... that nigga was tall as shit.

Mark: word, so I yell out "that shit smell good bro" and he reply "I got that if you need it homie. Just got a pack in today."

*Dorcey stops counting and looks up

Dorcey: so y'all don't know this nigga from nowhere and he stay on yo block Mark??

Greg: aye bro, I ain't never even seen this nigga before and I use to stay out there too. Maby he just moved out there or something..

*Chris comes back and hands mark and greg their bags of weed and tosses a pack of backwoods on their laps, then takes a pack of papers out of his pocket and tosses that too. Chris says jokingly*

Chris: so we gona rob this nigga??

*chris cheeses hard*

Mark: ayo, can I finish tellin the fuckin story??

Dorcey: as long as you can roll up and talk at the same time.

*Duke shakes his head and grins*

Greg: so boom. Long story short, we ask the nigga to get us a 8th. He tells us to just walk to his house to get it with him..... bro. We walk in and this nigga has EVERYTHING!!! Coke, heron, Molly, pills, x, xans, liq, syrup....

*Dorcey and Duke both focus up

Duke ashes the blunt and passes it*

Duke: GTFOH

Dorcey: well what tha fuck we sittin here for?? Let's go get at that nigga.

Greg: see y'all niggas ain't letting us finish.... so we walk in and see all the drugs, then this big ass pit runs up.

Chris: that nigga jump on Mark?? You know that nigga smell like beef jerkey.

*Chris smiles hard again. Mark rolling the blunt looks up*

Mark: nah, they had this nigga on a leash..... INSIDE THE CRIB BRO. They had that nigga INSIDE THE CRIB bro!! Like a whole bear on a leash inside the crib bro. Like these niggas had the chain wrapped around the Middle of the piece of wood going from the ceiling to the floor in the living room b. I ain't gona lie bro. That nigga was big as fuck.

Duke: damn, so what happen next??

Greg: so boom. He tell the nigga to sit and he sit instantly. Not like Boosie.... OH SHIT!!! Yea bro, so his bowls are behind him and I peep a big bloody piece of meat in the bowl, so I ask dude, "ayo, that's steak and pepper you feed your dog?" aye bro.... nigga looks at me and says "Nah homie, that's a human kidney and gun powder on that shit. I bought it using Big Coins."

Chris: get the fuck out of here bro

Greg: swear to god bro. He said it's so that nigga don't mind killing and ripping a nigga apart. Shit was crazy but anyways, so boom we walk past the dog and I think that was his pops or his uncle in the back with his girl and a few more niggas. And we meet them niggas, chop it up for about 5 minutes but we end up only buying a blunt. We told him we wanted to see if it was some flame. It was so we told him we're gona go get some more money and be back to get more than a half.

Dorcey: aye bro, please tell me y'all tryna rob this nigga bro!!

Duke: nigga, ain't you JUST come home?? your still on supervised probation nigga.

Dorcey: and I'm ready to go back so what you sayin??

Mark: Aye look, me and greg already said we GATA hit that nigga so we down.

Chris: and I'm down. Sheed lost $600 last week when somebody stole her purse so I'm down. I need a come up cuz rents due next month.

Dorcey: so Duke, you got the whip so your driver.. and I know your klizzy ass got a few masks..

Duke: you already know

Dorcey: So what you gona do?? You down or what??

*Everyone freezes and stares at Duke. He hits the blunt, looks at it as he inhales, sits it in the ash trey and blows the smoke out. Duke takes gun from pants and drops it on table.*

Duke: we gona need some more heat...

CHAPTER 3: THE PLAN

Greg: aight, so it's a lock.

Duke: aye, I just have 1 condition.

Dorcey: NOOOO NIGGA, we not wearing no super hero masks. Lol, goof ass nigga

*everyone laughs except Duke. His face is stiff

Duke: chill... but first, nobody gets killed bro!! I ain't going down for murder!! Especially if my ass ain't squeezing a trigger.

Greg: FACTS!!! If it's our life or there's, that's one thing, but I can't do life. I got daughters nigga. I can live with 5-10 though. Can y'all??

Dorcey: word! I got a seed too nigga. I GATA be here for baby girl, but I need paper for baby girl too!

*everyone nods their heads agreeing*

Duke: good. And second. We need another car. Y'all niggas tweeked if y'all think I'm using MY car to hit a lick! Like y'all really bugged out on that!!

Dorcey: nigga, shut yo ass down! Just get a rental, or a zip car or sum shit. When we get close enough, we cover the plates and the.... got damn, what you call that shit on the car... like what kinda car it is?!?

Chris: the emblem

Dorcey: YEA!!! Just make sure it's a dark color...

Duke: aight, well before we jump the gun, let's really make a plan!! Ayo, Chris, you got some paper and pencil??

Mark: so y'all niggas about to write down our plan so the boys can find it?? Smh, dumb ass niggas

Duke: chill out string bean head ass... that's why we're writing it with paper and pencil. we destroy the papers the day before we hit tha jawn kuz by then, we'll have everything in our heads. This is just so we're on the same page. And another thing... don't be stupid enough to talk or text about this shit... like EVER!!!! AT ALL!!! Any discussion we have about this is in person, face to face only! Agreed?

*everyone nods again*

Duke: ok, now first things first. Mark, why tha fuck you still ain't finish rollin up and greg what you waitin to light that shit for?? You waiting on Jesus second coming?? Lml, but on a serious note now. How big was the crib??

*greg lights blunt, takes pull and passes it

Greg: what you mean??

Duke: like what kinda house was it?? Like a 2 story?? 1 story?? Trailer?? Town house?? What??

Mark: uhhhh. Townhouse... 2 story though...

Duke: aight, how many bedrooms??

Mark: idk, prolly 2-3...

Duke: and how many couches downstairs

Mark: 2... a small one and a big one... why does that matter??

Duke. Because nigga, 1 master bed room means a dope boy prolly keeps a bitch at his crib, plus the other 2 rooms means 1 person can live in each. That's 4 people that can live upstairs. Plus 1 person sleeping on the big couch. They prolly try to keep 2 or 3 people home at all times. We need to either wait until they all leave, which might never happen, or we can get everyone out of the house. Now New Years is in 2 weeks. No real niggas stay in the house on New Years! They're either outside selling drugs, tryna get em off, OR they're out partying, using drugs. That's when we get em.... plus Erica having some kinda party for New Years. I figure we all hit that shit first. Take a bunch of pictures, give her our phones, and I'll get her to text from them and post pictures every few minutes. Perfect alliby. We have pictures and texts as proof of where we are. Plus the location on our phones to verify.

Dorcey: damn nigga... how long you been waiting to rob somebody?? Nigga already have everything planned out!

Duke: nah bro. I'm just going with this shit. I ain't never caught a lick in my life. I'm just smart enough to pay attention to how people get caught and learn from there mistakes so I don't have to make my own.

*duke points to the top of his head*

Duke: 2 steps ahead bro.... Now, we can assign jobs... I say, Dorcey, you should be the one to see if you can get some more hammers. 1 damn sure ain't gona be safe, especially kuz ain't nobody holding my shit except me. My shit is registered...

Dorcey: say less

Duke: now... Greg and Chris, y'all take Chris's car back over to fuckboys crib, park far enough to where they won't notice you but don't be hot and spook the neighbors either. Last thing niggas need is the cops called on y'all to looking suspicious. Take this paper and a pen or something and write down what kinda traffic they have. home many people come in and out. How many are plucks and how many live there. How long they stay there and how long they leave before coming back. Which ones drive and get picked up. And what time people stop coming and going. That's prolly what time they sleep. And since greg is blind as fuck, Chris your gona be the eyes so take som carrots.

Greg: fuck you

Chris: carrots??

Duke: yea... good for eyesight. And greg, you just write down what you s..... well you write down what Chris sees. lol,

Greg: nigga fuck you. Give me the damn paper

*greg snatches paper from Duke

Duke: and me and Mark will pick up the clothes and masks. Here everyone write down shirt and pants sizes so we don't forget.... Everybody good??

*everyone agrees

Duke: good, now somebody help this nigga mark finish rollin up, kuz he's blowing mines.

Mark: nigga fuck up, I been done. Lol

Chapter 4: Dorcey

The next morning, Dorcey wakes up in his bed with naked female next to him sleep. He moves her hand off of him and tosses it, rolls over, and picks up his phone and sits on the edge of his bed stretching.

*Dorcey grabs bottle of Hennessy, and takes gulp. Then finds contact and calls

Kev: yo wuddup

Dorcey: Yooooooooo

Kev: wuddup fool?

Dorcey: aye bru, I need a few tools, niggas bout to build a bridge.

Kev: what kinda tools you need?? Wrenches or Drills??

Dorcey: nah , wrenches is good. It's more for emergency.

Kev: aight, you need more than 1??

Dorcey: I need 4

Kev: damn nigga! Fuck I look like?? Home Depot?? You need em for the keep or the rent??

Dorcey: the rent

Kev: for how long?

Dorcey: prolly just one night.

Kev: well this ain't no free ride homie. Ima need some collateral or sumn nigga.

*Dorcey thinks as he scans his room then stops when he locks onto the naked girls head in his bed*

Dorcey: I think I got sumn you'll like bru

Kev: aight, when you gona slide threw??

Dorcey: give me 2-3 hours bru

Kev: aight bet... just come around the back

Dorcey: aight bet

Dorcey and female walk threw cut into back of Kevs house trying not to step in dog shit. They knock on sliding back door. Kev walks up, peeps out back window with Rifel in hand.

Dorcey: yoooooo

*Kev sits gun on couch and unlocks screen door and opens. Dorcey and female walk in and close behind them.

Dorcey: aight Kev this MeeMee... MeeMee this my nigga Kev

Kev: what's up shorty??

MeeMee: hey

Dorcey: aight you can sit here for a minute. Watch out for the gun. And don't answer the door for nobody.

*Dorcey turns to Kev

Dorcey: aight, lemme see what you got bru.

Kev: aight bro, follow me

*they small talk as they walk to back room

Dorcey: yea bro that bitch ready..... Daaaaaammmmmmnnnnn.

*dorceys eyes wide and jaw drops

Dorcey: nigga..... what tha fuck you this strapped up for?? Nigga got enough guns to lock up the whole neighborhood! Every thing between 2'2s and 45s. Then machine guns, choppas, shotguns.. you got the double actions, single loads, pumps, twin barrels.... nigga got aks, m-14....ohh shit, tha m-16. Aye bro, you got tha baby K??

*kev smiles and points

Kev: yea right there by the rifles.

Dorcey: daaammmnnn, and you got the crazy ass monkey nuts. How much this bitch hold??

Kev: 200+1 in the chamber

Dorcey: this nigga said plus 1 in the chamber...

*Dorcey shakes his head*

Dorcey: but back to business. I can get 2 30's and a 9 and a pump?

Kev: gochu.. you need bullets and packs too??

Dorcey: yea. Just a clip for each tool and 7 or 8 shells for the pump.

Kev: ohh, y'all movin light huh??

Dorcey: yea bruh, hopefully we don't even GATA bust nun.. but better safe then sorry, na mean??

Kev: I feel you bro..... aye before you leave, you GATA check this shit my whiteboy just brought me.

*kev pops a lock on the dresser and takes out a RPG

Dorcey: a RPG?? Nigga, who tha fuck you got beef with?? North Korea??

*Kev smiles slyly

Kev: Better safe than sorry. Haha

Dorcey: heard you. But good looks bro.

*Kev packs guns into a bag that looks like it's used for a tent or something, then they dap eachother up and Dorcey walks out

Kev: good luck bro.

*Dorcey nods

Chapter 5: Greg & Chris

*Greg wakes up on couch, reaches on table for glasses. Get up and yawns. Knocks on Chris's door to wake up.

Chris: yea, I'm up

Greg: I can use the bathroom??

Chris: yea.

*greg uses bathroom, gets dressed. Knocks on Chris's door

Greg: you ready bro??

Chris: yea give me like 10 more minutes

Greg: aight

*greg sits on couch and lights clipped blunt and scrolls down twitter feed

*Chris comes out room and greg gets up passes blunt as the walk out house to car. They get into car and door closes. Drive to work playing music. Get out of car at work, dap eachother and walk away. *Cut To End Of Work Day*

Greg: wuddup bro??

Chris: what's up brooo??

*Chris cheeses hard

Greg: aye bro, you tryna head over to scope out that crib for a little before we go home??

Chris: yea bro, I don't care. But all the weed is at the house. You want to go get some first??

*Greg pulls jar from glove compartment

*chris cheeses hard and pulls off while greg rolls up.

Greg: so bro, I been thinking about how niggas gona split up all this shit.. or even, you know like... what if they sold everything by the time we get there??

Chris: yea bro, that would be fucked up, haha. But if they got that much stuff in their house, I doubt they would let it run out. Haha

Greg: yea, you right. But idk bro. I kinda got a bad feeling about this shit. I aint tryna jinx it or nun though.

Chris: bro, don't even think like that dude. Positive thoughts, positive vibes, you know??

Greg: yea, word... pass me the lighter

*they pull up at the end of the block.

Chris: oh shit bro, look

Greg: nigga, you know I can't see all the way down there.

Chris: ohh shit my bad bro, lol

Greg: what you see?

Chris: it's like 4 females outside

*greg starts writing on paper*

Chris: 6 cars in front. But there just standing at the car. Shit that's a really nice car bro. Ohh, wait... like 4 guys just walked out the house and got in the cars. They're pulling off now... duck down

*both duck down in seats. Greg blows smoke up

Greg: shit my bad

*both sit back up

Chris: aye bro, another car just pulled up.. it kinda looks like an über.

Greg: you sure it's an Über and not just a regular car??

Chris: we duhh it's a regular car, but it has an über sticker on the window and it's just siting outside with the car still running.

Greg: yea it's prolly an über

Chris: ok, now there's an older guy and an older chick getting in the über. And it's driving off in the opposite direction.

Greg: should we follow them??

Chris: fuck that!! I need to go home and take a shower. Get out these clothes.

Greg: it don't matter to me bro

*greg takes out his phone and called Duke

Duke: wuddup blacky??

Greg: ayo, we here now. Everybody just left the house I think.

Duke: You gona follow em to see where they go??

Greg: chris said fuck that..

Duke: exhale... y'all niggas kill me... but aight

Greg: aye, I ain't even driving

Duke: aight I'll halla at y'all niggas later

Greg: bet

*Car pulls off*

Chapter 6: Duke & Mark

*Duke is at 7-11 pumping gas. Cute women next to him pumping gas looks over and smiles. He finishes pumping his gas, puts cap on tank, gets phone out of car, cutting off music and walks around pump to her

Duke: excuse me, how are you doing today??

Lady: I'm fine.

Duke: well my names Duke. Um... would you mind if I help you pump your gas for you.

Lady: not at all

*she steps back and I squeeze the trigger of the gas pump. As I glance back I start at her feet. Pretty toes, red polish, red pumps, and long fitting red dress showing amazing curves. Going up to her amazing smile surrounded my red lipstick.

Duke: so I didn't get your name.

Lady: ohh, lol, my names Jazmine, with a Z... not a S

Duke: ok, very nice to meet you jazmine with a Z.... not an S... lol. You mind if I ask how old you are??

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Hi peeps. I Have a question about car insurance. I am basically looking for qualified guesses from people who have previous experience with this sort of thing. I am a first year driver. Im 21 and i passed my test in early August and was driving straight away because i had bought my car the month before hand. The car i own is a 1.4 Ford Fiesta Zetec 2002. I paid around 1250 for the year for insurance and i did it through Quinn Direct. My question is, does anybody know a rough figure of what it might be next year baring in mind i have never claimed? I have tried running new quotes on comparison websites but they are based on new customers and all come out at around 1500 to 4000 If anyone has used this company or even another company and situation was similar could you please tell me the rough figure of what it was reduced to/from just so i can maybe have an idea of what to expect Any help is greatly appreciated. Cheers :)""

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I got a ticket for no proof of insurance at the time. But I have insurance. Does anyone know how much the ticket costs. Or what I can do to get it written off??

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Best of you 2

A/N: slight smut in this chapter

Warnings: RPF and smut

Words 3,292

Link to previous chapter

Song in chapter: “Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off” by Panic at the Disco.

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Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you’re sliding off your dress? Well, then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin I’ve got more wit A better kiss A hotter touch a better fuck Than any boy you’ll ever meet Sweetie you had me Girl, I was it, look past the sweat A better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Lora stormed to her hotel room without a look behind her. She knew Richard wouldn’t be following her. That was common sense. If he talked to her again it would be a miracle!

What she did feel guilty on about was the fact her niece and nephew saw that spat. Both she and Richard were pretty big in the children’s lives so seeing them argue probably wasn’t a pleasant sight.

“Oh well there’s something fun for Robbie to explain.”

She thought with a sigh before continuing on to her hotel room.

Richard meanwhile, turned walking out of the room in the opposite direction. He was livid! Livid was putting his feelings lightly. As angry as he was at Lora he knew she was right. She was right about everything. He didn’t really take her feelings into consideration at all. What he saw was a girl that didn’t need a guy who was years older than her.

It didn’t help that he was stressed, exhausted, and on edge. Plus the knowledge that they would all be on a plane to Las Vegas in a few days wasn’t helpful.

“So I’m guessing you are aware that you really didn’t handle that too well?”

Richard turned to see Rob looking at him with a slight worried expression.

“Ya think?”

Richard replied running a hand through his hair. He knew good and well he didn’t handle that right. Everyone in the hotel room knew that he hadn’t handled that situation well.

“Did you all hear that? Like all of that?”

Rob nervously laughed.

“The whole hotel restaurant heard you two.”

Richard groaned. Fucking beautiful!As he had suspected all of their friends knew everything now. If they didn’t before well they were all clued in and probably geared up for her soap opera of a lifetime.

“Rob level with man….am I wrong?”

“No.”

Richard felt a little bit better until he realized Rob probably said that to make him happy.

“Wait a minute so Lora is wrong?”

Again Rob shook his head.

“No.”

Richard looked a bit bewildered at this point.

“Then who the hell is wrong and who the hell is right?! Because this is making me crazy!”

Rob chuckled. He wanted to laugh harder about his and Rich’s roles in their friendship were switched at the moment. Richard was being the nervous one and Rob was the calm smooth one.

“Neither of you are entirely wrong. Lora really likes you and you really like her. There isn’t anything wrong with that. I think you are blowing this whole age difference thing a tad out of proportion.”

“How are you so cool about this? I mean isn’t there some rule about not dating your best friends sister? You know that whole bro code thing?”

Rob shook his head before giggling again.

“Bro code? Really Rich? Aren’t we too old for that? Rich I know you’ll be decent to her. I saw how you were with your ex wife. You were good to her. I know you’ll be good to Lora. Also I kind of know where you live so you know…”

Richard wanted to sit down. He knew Rob would be all right with them dating but hearing it was a bit more of a shock.

“Yeah I guess you do.”

Rob nodded another with smile

“Just talk to her before she ends up with Matt. As much as I like the guy I would rather her be happy with you.”

Richard slightly smiled as he looked down at his shoes.

“I’ll think about it Robbie”

Richard remained outside for a while after Rob went back to his wife. When he did go back inside Richard looked around the room hoping that Lora had came back after calming down some. Unfortunately there was no sign of the woman. Richard sighed before turning and walking from the room.

He didn’t even want to be around his friends at the moment. The last thing he wanted was to see their states and answer questions. Walking to the elevator Richard took out his phone dialing Lora’s number. When she didn’t answer Richard shoved his phone back in his pocket before storming up the stairs to Lora’s room. Of course she wouldn’t answer! If it were anyone but him she would have.

Meanwhile, Lora sat on her bed trying to calm herself. She knew Rob wouldn’t come after her. When she was pissed he knew to stay clear until she calmed down. When there was a knock on the door Lora stood feeling completely confused.

Peeking through the peephole she was shocked to see Richard on the other side. He looked less than thrilled.

“He probably realized I hung up on him.”

Lora thought with a smirk as she watched him. His amber eyes looked beyond annoyed as he ran a hand over his face. It would be so easy to open the door and let him in. They could talk about what happened and maybe work out a solution. However, the stubborn side of Lora wouldn’t dare open that door.

Richard stood a moment longer before rolling his eyes and walking away. Where the hell could the girl have run off to? It wasn’t like the hotel was huge!

He tried not to let himself think about Matt kissing her. That was the last thing that he wanted to think of! It didn’t matter that Lora had pretty much admitted it was a lousy kiss the mere thought of it made him green with envy.

Knowing that finding her was a lost cause, Richard went back to his room and lay down staring at the ceiling. What would it take him to get through to her? What would it take for her to see that he wanted her as badly as she wanted him? After the discussion with Rob, Richard was more than ready to ask her to be his. Was it going to take him going full caveman just throwing her over his shoulder and dragging her to his room before Lora realized his feelings?

Closing his eyes Richard hoped a nap would make all the confusion and edge he was feeling go away…

“Harder Rich!”

Richard’s eyes snapped open to see Laura laying beneath him. Her arms were wrapped his shoulders while running her hand through the curls on the back of his neck. Richard looked down at her with wide lust filled eyes. How the hell did she get in his room? When did they start fucking?

“Rich what’s wrong?”

She questioned sweetly. Richard’s eyes fell from her face down to her nude body. She smiled pulling him down for a kiss. The moment their lips met Lora’s body tightened around his. Richard groaned. This was everything he wanted!

“Nothing princess. Everything is perfect. Fuck I love you Lora.”

She smiled cramming her lips to his.

“I love you too Richard.”

Those five little words were enough to drive him wild! It was almost as though she had uttered the most erotic thing imaginable to him.

“Are you going to fuck me harder or not?”

She moaned. Richard chuckled at that increasing his thrusts.

“Don’t you need to be able to walk tomorrow sugar?”

Lora rolled her eyes as she raised her hips to meet his thrusts.

“Screw walking. It’s overrated. Besides we can lay in bed all day tomorrow and do more of this. I know you don’t like cuddling but I can make it fun.”

Richard groaned as she tightened her body again. He didn’t want to be crude but this girl had to be the best fuck he had ever had in his life!

“Baby I’ll make cuddling exceptions for you. Sugar you feel so perfect. You take my cock so well.”

“I told you that I would have the best pussy that you ever had.”

Richard had to stop himself from coming at that. Lora could be almost as crude as he could be and didn’t care about his foul mouth.

“This is going to be a perfect relationship.”

He whimpered against her swollen from being kissed lips. Lora looked beyond excited as they continued to make love.

As the dream always did right as Richard was about to come something woke him up. This time there was someone banging on his door.

“Mother fucker!”

Richard swore angrily. He hated answering the door with raging hardon but at the moment he had no choice! Untucking his button down shirt he hoped that would hide what was going on downstairs. He could only hope that it wasn’t Lora on the other side.

When Richard answered the door he was relieved and frustrated to see Matt on the other side. Matt smiled his usual goofy grin before taking in Richard’s exhausted and slouchy appearance.

“Hey, is this a bad time?”

Matt asked awkwardly. Richard shook his head.

“No. It’s okay. I think I passed out a bit.”

Matt walked in with a nod.

“Freaking about that plane trip tomorrow?”

Richard rolled his eyes.

“Something like that.”

Richard didn’t want to straight up tell Matt that he wanted to punch him in the face for flirting with and kissing Lora. He sighed sitting down as Matt leaned against the wall.

“I wanted to talk to you about Lora.”

Right away Richard wanted to bolt from the room. He did not want to talk to Matt about this. This was a subject that he didn’t want to talk to anyone about! It was awkward enough with Rob.

“What about her?”

Matt rolled his eyes.

“Come on Rich drop the act man. I know you want her like I want her. I know that she wants you. She doesn’t want me. As much as I want her I know that she wouldn’t be happy if we dated. Lora is one of my best friends and I want her to be happy. You are also one of my best friends and I want your stubborn ass to be happy. Can you just swallow your man pride and talk to her? Not what happened this morning. A screaming match in the hotel restaurant doesn’t count.”

Matt stopped talking for a moment taking in Richard’s expression of less than amusement.

“And yes I heard you two in the hall nursing my poor bleeding hand.”

Richard rolled his eyes. This was really turning out to be one hell of a day!

Meanwhile,

Lora sat having a drink with Briana and Kim. She was still stewing over her spat with Richard as her two friends eagerly talked about the upcoming party the next night. It wasn’t until Kim literally screamed her name that Lora realized that they had been talking to her.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Kim smiled.

“Are you with us?”

Lora nodded sighing.

“Yeah. Mostly.”

Briana smiled.

“Still pissed at Rich?”

Lora nodded with wide eyes.

“Sorry to do this but you two just opened the flood gate. What the hell is with that man? Is he just trying to make me crazy??? He knows I want him and according to Robbie he wants me just as bad! He is so stubborn and won’t admit it though! What the hell does the age difference matter anyway? Do you all think it’s that big of a deal?”

Briana and Kim exchanged looks before Briana spoke again.

“I personally don’t see why he is so worked up on the age difference. Rich is crazy about you. He missed you like crazy when you were out on your. It’s funny when someone mentions you he gets all dreamy eyed. It’s adorable actually.”

Lora sighed.

“It would be more adorable if he would stop glaring at me and actually make a move. One kiss wasn’t enough for me.”

Briana and Kim were both giggling at that.

“That’s adorable.”

Lora leaned back in the chair.

“Well me screaming at him to grow a pair wasn’t quite adorable thing morning.”

Both women laughed harder at that. Briana’s eyes were tearing up from laughing so hard.

“What did he do?”

“He looked completely floored. I don’t think I have ever seen him that shocked. He didn’t even have the time to come up with a snarky comment before I stormed off.”

Kim looked impressed at that.

“You stopped Richard from making a snarky comment. That’s impressive.”

“You two are perfect for each other!”

Briana said with a smile. Lora sighed. If they were so perfect why couldn’t he see it? Why couldn’t Richard see that she wasn’t some gold digger?

“Go tell him that.”

Lora said with a sigh. Briana and Kim were quiet for a moment before Kim suddenly looked excited.

“You know what? Screw this! Instead of us sitting here moping about Richard let go to this nightclub I found online. We can get you out of your head a bit. You need that.”

Lora nodded. She couldn’t argue with that. Getting out of her head sounded like a brilliant idea. Standing she smiled at her friends, who quickly downed their drinks.

Walking toward the exit Lora smiled seeing Rob walking in with Mollie.

“Where are you all going?”

Rob asked. Lora smiled at her brother.

“I’m going to get wasted. They are going to make sure I keep my clothes on.”

Rob blinked, obviously uncomfortable with that comment.

“Well um….have fun?? Make good choices. My number is on your speed dial right?”

“Yes Robbie.”

Lora nodded with a smile before following Briana and Kim out to catch a cab.

Rob meanwhile looked at his wife with a completely red face. Mollie laughed at the expression holding his hand.

“And erase those thoughts honey.”

Rob shook his head.

“Yeah that’s not happening right now.”

Rob was busy trying to put the thoughts of his baby sister being shit faced out of his mind. He walked a few feet before looking up to see Richard walk around the corner.

“Rob! Where is Lora?!”

Rob pointed to the door.

“Going to get wasted with Kim and Briana. Thank god they are going so they can keep her clothes on. I just….never mind.”

Richard’s looked if possible even more annoyed.

“Where at whey going?”

Rob shrugged.

“Some club? I didn’t ask. I heard keep my clothes on and tuned out. Text Kim or Briana.”

Richard nodded.

“Come on. You are going with me.”

Robs eyes widened before slowly following his best friend.

“Well uh okay but I don’t want to see my sister without her clothes on!”

30 minutes later Lora sat on a couch in between Briana and Kim downing Jell-O shots. It seemed like Richard was the farthest thing from her mind at the moment.

“There are some good looking guys here tonight.”

Kim commented downing another shot. Lora nodded.

“It’s like a little tray of man samples.”

Giggling Briana stood to go and get some more shots.

“I’ll be back. These things are actually pretty good. We may be regretting this tomorrow but for now…ah who am I kidding we need more.”

Briana walked to the bar not really paying any attention to her surroundings. After placing her order she stood tapping her foot watching all of the drunk people with a smile.

“Where is Lora?”

She turned seeing Richard and a very nervous looking Rob standing behind her.

“Hey Rich! Robbie! What are you two doing here?”

Richard looked at the tray of Jell-O shots in her hand with a raised eyebrow.

“Tell me those aren’t all for you? Better go buy a big bottle of Advil.”

Briana giggled.

“Nah. Kim, Lora, and I have already downed a tray. Lora is mad at you!!! You know she really likes you and it’s just really sad that you won’t listen to her….”

Richard raised an eyebrow getting the feeling that Briana was about to cry or something.

“It’s okay!!! Stop with the waterworks! That’s why I’m here. I want to talk to her before she goes on some epic man finding quest that you three are probably plotting.”

Briana smiled again.

“Aw how sweet. Anyway they are over there. If you’re lucky you’ll catch her while her top is still on.”

Richard sighed.

“I sure hope so.”

Rob winced putting his hand on Richard’s back.

“Come on. She’s over there.”

Lora, meanwhile, sat giggling over a joke that Kim was telling her. Being buzzed felt nice. Almost all of the stress that she had been feeling that day seemed to vanish. All of that changed the moment she looked up to see Richard standing in front of her.

With a frown she looked behind him to see Rob looking beyond uncomfortable. He gave her a little wave before she looked back to Richard.

“What are you doing here?”

Richard was glad to see that she still had her clothes on. The last thing he wanted was for some jackass in this club to see his girl.

“Looking for you. Can we talk?”

Lora glanced at Kim, who gave her a smirk.

“Rich the world is spinning right now. I don’t know if talking is a good idea if you want me to remember it.”

Richard rolled his eyes.

“Come on. Let’s get you out of here.”

He didn’t give Lora much of a chance to respond before reaching out and pulling her up. When Lora stumbled against him Richard look down at her with wide eyes before pulling Lora into a long kiss.

Lora was clearly shocked by Richard coming after her. Now here they were kissing in front of all of their friends like nothing was out of the ordinary. She vaguely heard Rob say “Whoa. Wasn’t expecting that.” Everything else seemed to be in autopilot as Richard continued to kiss her like he had that first night.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders hoping to preserve the contact as long as humanly possible. The last thing she wanted to do was lose this and it be potentially their last kiss too.

Richard slowly pulled away cupping her cheek.

“Come on sugar.”

Richard didn’t give Lora time to argue before he gently picked her up bridal style.

“No throwing up.”

He commented before turning and walking out of the bar. Richard didn’t care that he left his friends watching them with wide smiles on their faces. He honestly didn’t give a flying fuck about what they thought at this time. Richard was also putting his own reservations on autopilot.

“Where are we going?”

Lora asked. Richard looked down at her with a small grin.

“Anywhere but here.”

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