sawyer-harris​:

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The pain of her hands and knees was almost enough to distract from the pain of sharing the tent with Melina. What was it that Jace had said at her apartment that night? Then I met Melina and the rest his history…history she still did not know the full extent of. History she did not know whether or not was in danger of repeating itself, the way it’d begun to for her. The guilt settled like rocks in her stomach, even if Sawyer knew, realistically, that she wasn’t doing anything wrong…at least not in regards to Melina. But the sinking feeling remained.

“I don’t blame you.” Sawyer managed a smile, head shaking. “Those things are, like, actual crack.” If not for the churning of her stomach, she might’ve even entertained grabbing one on the way out, but just the thought made the blonde’s mouth go dry. “And the corndogs. I burnt the shit out of my mouth before, but it was worth it.” Sawyer pressed her tongue to the roof of it, the brief flair of pain her silent punishment.

She remembered having liked Melina, when they were in high school together. Not the closest of friends, but when Sawyer looked back on her memories of the time, the other was there…until she wasn’t. Where had she gone? 

The laugh that left her was genuine, head nodding in agreement. “I think if you need to sign a waiver before you do something, there’s a problem.”

...

Sighing, “right? Now I’m paying for it, unfortunately,” she looked at her bandaged hand before looking back up at Sawyer. The two were friendly in high school, their circles running in together and Melina remembered her being nice, but once she was pulled out of school to be sent to an alternative one, she drifted from everyone from that part of her life. It was easier to do than actually telling anyone she knew about what happened to her. She was too embarrassed to let anyone know about it.

“Next time I’ll be a little more careful,” she joked with Sawyer, “but I’m glad you’re alright,” she hated the small talk, feeling that the question was on Sawyer’s tongue, but stopped to be nice. Melina worried what everyone thought about her, her own insecurities coming out to play since Jace cheated on her.

Laughing, “very true, because I feel like we can sue and at least get something in return for all of our pain and suffering,” she joked.

hazalkayacan​:

…

Hazal exhales as she leans up against the passenger seat, turning her head to look over at her. “I knew it was Men In Black, Melina! They could have just moved onto the next caller which I know it would have been me. How much do you think that’s going to cost us?”

...

“I know,“ she said equally frustrated to Hazal, “but I am still driving and I’d rather not run the car off the road.” The two were betting on getting those tickets from the radio station because on their own, neither could afford it. “Maybe we find some guys and sucker them in to taking us?” Trying to come up with ideas, but Melina knew they were going to shell out so much money to go.

silascody​:

“If you’re buying, fuck yeah I do,” Silas says, holding up his beer bottle to show her that he would gladly take another of the same again. One of his life philosophies was never turn down a free drink – that one had gotten him in trouble a few times. 

“You drinking for fun or to forget?” He asks as he leans against the bar so he could speak to her without needing to shout each time. 

...

“Yeah,” she exclaimed without a care on how much she spent on alcohol. She just wanted to forget about Jace and leave her problems behind. Melina had grown tired of worrying about the other man when he clearly didn’t care about her. So she would enjoy her life instead.

“To forget,” she murmured with a small sigh, but shook it off, “so I want to have fun.

logan8bentley​:

 Logan had the day off and was free to do whatever. He had spent part of the day exploring looking around till for that brother of his. That he pretty much always was doing, was looking for his younger brother that had taken off a few months ago. That brought him from his small town in Texas to Canada. He was working to keep himself busy but he really didn’t need work his former job  he had good money from it.

But today  he was just at the park that had near by dog run area and he was happy to see the dogs running about playing. So many people with the balls being tossed by people, some just with the other dogs, and few still jumping into the pound that was in the dog park area.

He smiled watching them, he did miss his dogs on his ranch, and his animals. That he had been thinking about getting a dog here. Knowing he could bring it back home once he found his brother too. He just had on jeans, blue shirt and PBR hat on.

@velvctcurtaincalls​

...

Instead of staying at her place, moping on her days off, Melina started to run to direct some of her anger and sadness into something more positive. She still hated running though and was hoping one of these days she’d experience that runners high that people always talked about but until then she’d be miserable.

It didn’t take long for her lungs to give out on her, her hands resting on her knees as she tried to catch her breath, “sorry if I interrupted your peaceful afternoon,” she huffed out to the stranger, “running sucks.”

rhymedreasons​:

open: @vancitystarters​ location: any bar with darts or pool table

“Ten dollars says you can’t make it a clean shot to end the game…how about the money and another round of drinks? Add in whatever you want, it’ll never go straight.”

...

Scoffing, “deal,” Melina smiled at her opponent, “I have been working in a bar for the last five years of my life, I know darts like the back of my hand,” she grabbed the dart and closed a single eye, throwing it towards the board. It landed directly in the middle, “ha, see!”

hazalkayacan​:

IN YOUR MUSE’S CAR w/ @vancitystarters​

“I was on the phone for twenty minutes trying to get those tickets and the caller they picked didn’t even know that was the movie Men in Black! The audacity.” 

...

“Hazal,” she bit back at her friend, “calm down!” While Mel drove, Hazal had been on the phone to get tickets to the concert they wanted to go see, but obviously they didn’t have luck, “we’ll just buy them, because there’s no way we’re missing it!”

silascody​:

for: @vancitystarters​

where: anywhere at all, get zany wid it 

capping at: 6. 

“Ayy, hatever the fuck that means, I’ll drink to it.”

...

Swallowing as she threw back another shot into her mouth, “awesome, yes, please drink!” She shouted over the loud music and ruckus laughter around her. She wanted to forget everything. Her teenage years having to give away a baby against what she wanted and Jace who had cheated on her and left a mess behind, “you want another?”

rosewcterdrunk​:

“Hmm, champagne in a place like this? Stunnin’, I’ve gotta say. I let them bully me into gettin’ the shitty mystery drink every time. You would think they taste better throughout the night, but they’re also vile,” Halen went on, tongue loose from the liquor at hand. She was pacing herself, but clearly she’d been doing even that for a while now. Fingers rapping against the counter again, a grin parted by a smirk was given to the bartender as she repeated the drink.

“With all that drama? Fuck no. But I grew up with a roadie sayin’ he was my dad, so I picked up a few tricks here and there. I know a few people who are dedicated to it, and bless ‘em, but it’s a shitshow.”

...

Shrugging, “honestly, probably not even champagne or a high quality sparking wine,” she smirked, “but it’ll do. It’s mostly for the gin anyways.” Scrunching up her nose she shook her head at the stranger, “as a bartender myself, you should never do that. It’s mostly just well liquor and whatever is left of the mixers.”

“Really?” She had always thought how a life on the road would be like. Her love for music had always kept her going. It was something her and Jace shared, but when that went to shit, she turned to it when it ended, “wow, I can’t imagine the stories that came from that.“

dariusxanderson​:

At the sound of his name, he turned around to be met with another familiar face from his visits to Vancouver when he was growing up, “I’ll be damned,” he chuckled, grinning at her as she approached. “I just moved here,” Darius admitted to her, “back in August, I got a job as principal at a high school,” it had been a job he had dreamed off since high school himself. “I have seen her, yeah. We went over to the diner where we used to eat the same thing, on the daily whenever I visited with Addie.” He said his sister’s name so easily but as he did, his heart tightened in his chest. “But you, how are you?”

...

"Oh shit,” she smiled, giving him a hug, “August, that’s wild, well welcome, it’s still as dull as ever,” she joked with him. She was sure he found Vancouver a lot more exhilarating than she did, after all he continued to visit the city. She was just stuck in this town, doomed to live and die here. “What? A principle? Look who has a grown up job. Show off, much?” She teased him, but in all serious she was happy to see him, “oh, that’s good to hear,” she knew the subject of his sister was tough. Hazal had told her what happened. Shrugging, “you know, living the life, still bartending to make ends meet,” she paused, not wanting to mention how her and Jace had broken up, “I’m quite boring, sadly.”

jacexevans​:

…

Jace lifts his eyes up towards her, arching a brow at her words as his fingers delicately wrap around the glass in front of him. “Nah,” he also wasn’t in the mood to start a fight. Clearly nothing was ever going to work between them and now that he was off the wagon again, there was no point in dragging her back into it. He was an asshole to all of the people he did drag back into it. He brushes his tongue along his lower lip as he brought the glass up to his lips, tossing it back and placing it down on the surface of the bar, pushing it towards her for another.

Once she poured him another and pushed it back towards the glass. He clears his throat as he picks up his glass. “Do you care?” He asks, his azure orbs falling onto her as he holds the glass up towards his lips again, waiting for her answer. 

...

Her jaw clenched as he played it off so well with her. As if their two years together hadn’t mattered to him. She didn’t want to engage, letting him know he still had the upper hand in this. No matter how hard she tried to forget about him and what he did to her, it always sat at the back of her mind, ready to hurt her at any moment. Scoffing, “so asshole is your new persona, right?” He was being a dick to just hurt her.

“I will always fucking care about you,” she spat under her breath, looking around to make sure her boss wasn’t around, “and now apparently you’re drinking,” Shaking her head, hating that this was happening to her, “do you even have an excuse?” Was there anything he could say that would make her forgive him? “Please, enlighten me Jace,” she stared back at him, hoping it would fix it, but she knew nothing would change, not with the way he acted.

HAFSANUR SANCAKTUTAN in #darmaduman | BOLUM 2

sawyer-harris​:

starter for: @vancitystarters​ where: haunted hayride (medical tent), october 31st

“–like, I don’t know what they expected from a haunted maze. What did they think it was haunted by, corn?” Sawyer’s eyes rolled at the thought, her exasperation clear in her tone. “But, anyways, then the guy in the Jason mask pops out of the maze and totally scares the absolute shit out of the people behind me, and they just completely bulldoze past me, knock me to the ground, and basically trample me on the way out.” Hence, the scraped up hands and the bleeding knees, the former of which are extended palm up for the other to see, currently waiting to be tended to as she sat on the (quite uncomfortable) plastic chair of the medical tent. “They’re just lucky I didn’t get blood on this outfit, you wanna talk about scary.” Sawyer huffed. Her eyes caught sight of her hands once more, frowning at the stinging sensation as she lowered them to her lap. “But yeah, that’s my story. What’s yours?”

...

Melina widened her eyes as she heard the war story from Sawyer, “those mazes are so risky,” she shook her head, “I think one year that happened to me. Unfortunately, my story is not that eventful,” she looked at her hand that was bandaged and wrapped to protect the delicate skin on her palm. “I just got really excited for my caramel apple and I grabbed it and burned myself,” she shrugged, “now I’m just sitting here to enjoy the apple in peace.” She paid with pain and goddamn it, she would enjoy the damn thing.

A smile appeared on her lips as she listened to her, “yeah, who knew a Halloween fest would cause so much damage,” she murmured looking around at the other bodies in the tent, “I think if there’s a need for a medical tent, there’s a problem.”

rosewcterdrunk​:

There was something familiar about her, but Halen dismissed the thought. It was possible that she simply recognized her as a regular at this bar, and considering this was Halen’s third stop on the crawl along the block of bars, she maybe didn’t remember her all too well.

“Well, let me at least… make up for that nerve racking experience. You did great. What are drinking? I’ll put another one on my tab.”

...

With the song ending and the lights flashing on them, Melina felt her cheeks warm up with embarrassment. Quickly ushering herself off the stage, her singing partner had stopped her to offer her a drink for the duet they shared. “Thank you, actually,” she smiled, returning the sentiment, “a French ‘75.”

“You’re a really good singer, you know?” She complimented her, “do you do it professionally? Because it really seems you have the whole vibe down.”

jacexevans​:

…

Jace  drops his gaze down towards the glass instead of at her. He reaches out, grabbing a hold of the top of it, pulling it towards him. He picks it up and tosses his back in one swift motion, pressing his lips together in a tight line as he places the empty glass down, pushing it back towards her as a signal of wanting another. He knows it’s pretty fucking ironic that he walks into the bar the night she’s working and asking for alcohol. Something he never touched while the two of them were together but he didn’t really care tonight because the urges were overcoming any sense of trying to keep his relapse a secret. 

“Should I bother making small talk?” He asks, it’s a little harsher than he intends for it to sound but why not act like the raging asshole everyone thinks he is? 

...

Melina listened as Jace spewed harsh words at her, surprised at his behavior, “did you have something to say?” She asked, her own bite matching his. He didn’t get to come into her place of work and act like an asshole to her when he was the one who cheated on her in the first place. He was heartless, an entirely different person to who she knew a year ago. The Jace she knew long ago was nothing like this and now it seemed he was off the wagon, drinking his problems away.

“So is this why you cheated on me?” She asked, pouring the amber liquid into his glass, pushing it forward on the bar top. Sighing, “is this what you wanted? To fall into bad habits?” She knew this had nothing to do with her. Melina knew in her heart she didn’t push him to drink again.

Location: Anywhere

Closed: @dariusxanderson​

“Darius?” Melina smiled at the face that had been long gone in her life​, someone she hadn’t seen in years it seemed and could barely recognize him, “what are you doing here? In Vancouver of all places?” When they were younger, she would always see him with Hazal, both him and his sister and it was good to see him again. A lot had changed with her since she was a dumb sixteen year old, and she was not the same person since then. “Are you visiting? Have you seen Hazal since you’ve arrived?”

hazalkayacan​:

Hazal arches a brow as she crosses her arms over her chest. “You truly believe that?” She arches a brow. She exhales as she walks up towards her friend’s front door as she holds the bag of treats for their girls night. “It’s me,” she stops by the door and turns towards her friend. “I can handle all the emotions and I’m not someone you have to lie to. I know what it’s like to have a shitty relationship and it end without closure.” She furrows her brows as she leans against the door as her friend’s emotions begin to actually trickle out of her. “What do you mean it was out of character? I’m sure every guy only thinks with one thing.”

...

She didn’t want to admit her feelings, to anyone, but especially herself. It was easier to avoid than to confront face on and feel the pain of being cheated on. Swallowing, “no, but it’s the only thing that keeps me going,” she sighed, “because every time I try to feel it, it hurts. It hurts so bad that I don’t know how to keep going, but I have to, so I don’t feel it,” she admitted to Hazal.

She couldn’t explain how much Jace cheating on her didn’t seem like him. It felt like a doppelganger of the worst kind, “he just never seemed to be the type to cheat,” sighing, knowing there was nothing to explain his behavior, “he just was a good guy with a bad habit that he managed to come over in the past, but you’re right. I guess I didn’t know him as well as I thought I did.

orionlaurent​:

-

Orion didn’t know Jace very well herself, but Melina wasn’t the only person in her life he seemed to fuck over. She had little patience and empathy for people who hurt the ones she loved. Maybe it was a little hypocritical considering her own track record. “Hey, hey.” Orion sat up a little more, grabbing Melina’s hand in her own. “Please don’t ever think that way. Something like that can only ever be about themselves. You can’t help someone who doesn’t want to help themselves. None of it is your fault. I mean that for fucking real, Mel, not like in a drunk girl in the bathroom hyping you up type of way.” She wanted Jace to burn in hell honestly.

...

Melina was at a loss for what could have caused the change in Jace: to act like a completely different person without any remorse for hurting others. Since the moment they had met, he was almost perfect, except for his past that he tried to repair. Maybe she confined him, after all he was the big musician. “Thank you, O,” she sighed, squeezing the hand of her friend and roommate. Melina felt alone sometimes, without a family and without her ex, but she remembered the women who were in her life and how they helped her, “I just wanna know why, I guess,” she murmured under her breath, “just for closure, you know?” It was a ridiculous notion, knowing that no answer would give the finality she hoped for.