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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]The teens set off in search of their rooms and left me to cook. I rubbed my head against Mabel in my arms and kissed her head before setting her down. My mind wandered as I started to wonder what Brinley's reaction would be to finding out it was her Mabel. My feet carried me to the kitchen without much concentration needed. Within a few minutes the ingredients for chicken alfredo were taking up the counter space adjacent to the stove. Once I got a few things set on the stove I took up a stool at the island. Adrian walked in with quite a few bags. "You movin' in?" I joked, watching as he set the bags down by the door way to the kitchen. Ade smiled and laughed a bit. "In my dreams. I just wanted to check on you before I picked my room." he responded. I nodded and gestured to the stove. "You go ahead and settle in, dinner will be done soon." With that he was gone, taking the multitude of bags with him.
Once Adrian left I started thinking about the last time he stopped by. Marshall interrupted my thinking, asking what I was making. I was standing again, stirring the sauce. I brought my eyes to meet his, "Chicken alfredo. Hope you're hungry... Where's Brin?" I could guess that she was either still picking a room or relaxing for a bit. Not that it mattered where she was, I was just wondering. I assumed she would eventually come down for dinner. The aroma of the sauce overwhelmed the kitchen, but it was a good sense of overwhelming. It was probable that the scent wafted upstairs. I stopped stirring and looked at Marsh again. "You can sit at the table over there if you want." I said. As I said this I walked towards the island. I sat in the same stool, propping up my elbows. I let my chin rest in the palm of my hands and took a breath. Hopefully a job wouldn't come up...
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Fight, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Standing on the edge, am I better off dead?[/fancypost]
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| [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 200px; height: 239px; background-color:black; opacity:0.5; overflow:auto; color: white; font-family: andale mono][justify]I nodded at Drew. "I haven't had that in forever. The last time was with my family..." I started drifting off in my own thoughts but was interrupted by Drew's question. I shrugged, not knowing where she was, and headed to the table. It was pretty good sized even though there was only Drew here. I wondered how he kept this whole house clean while also surveying the area. I would be scared as h*ll. I bet Brinley found my note on the door. I smiled thinking about her smile. Then Ade popped into my head. Where was he? "Hey did Ade-Adrian come in yet?" I blushed lightly, not wanting Drew to think anything. Not that there was anything to think. There isn't! No matter how much Brin wanted it to be true, there was nothing between us and there never will be. Ever. [ little did he know XD ] [/fancypost] |
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:;]Adrian was upstairs. Somewhere. "He's settling in upstairs." I said. Standing once again I made my way to the stove. I was just about to continue preparing dinner when paper was flicked into my face. I turned my head to see none other than Miss Brinley, holding my birth certificate for some wild reason. "I think I can protect me and my identity just fine. I have been for the past four years. Why don't you take a seat, it's almost done." Was my response to Brinley. I felt like I kept my gaze locked on her for a moment too long, making me turn away quickly. Dinner was done, but not ready.
As I finished mixing the ingredients Adrian walked into the kitchen. His hair looked shiny. The black was deepened and his hair was spiked in all directions. It must've been because he showered. Ade nodded to me before sitting next to Marshall at the table. It wasn't long before I had four bowls filled to the brim with chicken alfredo. Personally, I think it smelled delicious. I set the bowls on the island and carried them over to the dining area in pairs. I took a seat across from Ade, and looked over at Brinley, who was still standing with my birth certificate. "Are you going to join us or would you rather stare at the proof of my birth?"
[ ooc. eww this sucks. my muse is basically nonexistent! ]
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Fight, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Standing on the edge, am I better off dead?[/fancypost]
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| [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 200px; height: 239px; background-color:black; opacity:0.5; overflow:auto; color: white; font-family: andale mono][justify]My eyes ran back and forth from Drew to Brin, unable to look at one in particular. I couldn't process all their words, jealousy creeping into my system. I held it down until she said the words bad boy. I couldn't help but turn pink at the pure sound. I looked down, at the tables top, examining the beautiful wood. It was shiny and I could see my reflection, although hazy. My attention then grabbed at the sight of a man. He was wearing surprising clothes, compared to what I was used to at least. My eyes lifted, meeting his gaze for a split second until I let my eyes fall to his jaw. He looked slightly shaven, like he'd actually bothered to take care of himself for once. Sometimes I felt bad for him, almost like I needed to baby him. Soon enough he was striding over to me. I followed him until he was so close that I literally couldn't look. I felt the need to push over but didn't want to make anything awkward by making the chair scratch against the floor. I would have to deal with this man, just showered, wet shirt, baggy shorts, and d*mn nice mouth-ugh, did I say mouth? I meant jaw. Yes, two different things. I cleared my throat hoping to sound normal, hoping my sudden blush didn't show on the tips of my ears. Hoping the color didn't creep up into my face, spreading from my cheekbones to the bridge of my nose where it can lay for everyone to see. I wasn't exactly the best at hiding my emotions, especially compared to the three people in the room. Drew leaned over his chair, looking back at Brin, teasing her. I resisted the urge to either switch with him, bite my lip down hard, or tell him to back off. It wasn't as much of a jealous feeling but more of a must protect one. It felt weird but something in my chest made me feel like I had to keep her safe, along with Ade. Him and her were really my only family now, considering everyone thought I was dead. I sort of hoped that wouldn't change. I like my life here, with them, on the road. That was what I wanted to do. Travel. I guess I got my wish, but not exactly how I planned it would be. I figured Brin would come over after she wipes up the drool from her mouth, staring at Drew's hot body. Hey, Ade and I both knew she was thinking it. Speaking of Ade, I turned towards him, eyes not meeting his face but the top of his shirt. The wetness was starting to spread to the front but I didn't want to bother him with the fact that his shirt was wet, not that it mattered-Holy. Never mind, it did matter. After watching him lean over slightly, revealing his shoulder blades and f*ck they were hot. Without thinking I licked my lips then proceeded to bite my bottom lip, as I would do out of habit, and let it slowly slide out of my teeth's grasp. I glanced in Drew's direction and was relieved when I saw him still looking at Brin, a playful smirk on his face. It was almost cute, in a weird way. In the recesses of my mind I was screaming his name, Ade, Adrian, Adrian. I felt the blush intense, my ears feeling hot. Black hair, green eyes, muscles, smile. His expressions ran through my mind in a seconds time before I focused on Adrian's eyes. "I see you've settled in well." I grinned, praying that my blush didn't show. Please, god, don't let it show. [ what have I done, this trash is so long sorry ] [/fancypost] |
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"the best thing to hold onto in life is each other"
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: andale mono; text-align: justify;]I shrugged at Ade's comment back but before I could get a word in he turned to Brin who had just sat down at the table. I smiled at his remark then glanced at the chicken alfredo that sat in front of me, it looked and smelt so good. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ade glance in my direction. I turned slightly but watched as his hand raised to my face. His finger grazed my nose before he asked me a terrible, terrible question. His words rang in my head, echoing, sending chills down my spine. My face grew hot and I knew I was turned a deeper pink. "What are you talking about, I'm not blushing. I mean, I kind of am, but it's just hot in here because the food." I nodded in a matter of fact kind of motion and glanced down at my food. Man it looked good, I really wanted to dig in but Adrian's little smirk made me feel slightly uncomfortable, like something was haunting me to my inner core. I could see his mouth, the way his jaw was set, the way his lips were played. God, he was going to kill me. I glanced at Brin who looked too happy for my liking. My gaze fluttered over to Drew who looked at me, almost puzzled, but I couldn't exactly read him. I looked down at my food, not caring if the guy next to me was going to stare. Let him stare, I was eating. Plus, I didn't think my stomach would take any more. Soon I had a mouth full of hot noodles. I felt some sauce on my lips but didn't care, I shoved a piece of chicken in, then some broccoli, then more noodles. These f*cking bowtie noodles are so amazing. I needed to say something, send my compliments to the chef. "Drew, this is so good." My voice sounded weird, still having a little bit in my mouth. I stopped for a minute to drink some water then kept on going. I was not even halfway and I was already starting to feel stuffed, but yet more noddles were being shoved in and more sauce was piling up on my lips. I stuck my tongue out, licking the sauce from my lips leaving them shiny and plump.[/fancypost] |
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"the best thing to hold onto in life is each other"
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: andale mono; text-align: justify;]I took a moment to look at Ade, whose hand was coming closer to my face. His finger touched the corner of my mouth and I watched his finger go to his napkin, a little sad he didn't just lick it. My eyes flickered back to his own green eyes, watching for anything, any emotion. He looked somewhat playful, which was weird since he was always very serious. A small pit started to grow in my stomach, not helping my already degrading appetite. I studied his features. He had such a strong jaw, one that could be set in a strict way but also one that could be so loose it looked like it was going to fall off. His eyes were stone cold, but also warm enough to make you feel so comfortable. He looked so trustworthy, kind, but also so unloving and cold. He was contradicting. I wanted to lose myself in him but I wanted to stay far away from that part of my emotions. As much as I avoided them, I couldn't help but feel something. I didn't at first, not having any feelings towards Adrian. He just seemed like this guy who was going to take care of us for as long as he had to and then just pretend like he dropped off of the face of the Earth. I never knew I would want to do that to him instead. He just became so much, bossy, mean, powerful, so overwhelming that I couldn't deal with it. That's why we all switched on the coffee runs. Sometimes I needed to just get out of the motel. Being in one room with your so called friends isn't as fun as it seems. When he first rescued Brin and I, I had feelings for her. She had been my best friend for so long, even if we didn't start out that way. We were just so close that I didn't want anything to step in between us. Then the vampires happened and we met our hero, big tough guy. Slowly, he started to show a soft side to him. It was weird because I felt something. Something in my chest, in my heart, that I didn't want to let go of. He was just so adorable, laughter in his eyes, a smile on his lips, not caring what we thought for a moment. I wished we could stay like that forever, but then it wouldn't be a moment. After coming out of my reverie, I realized I was still looking at Ade. Drew was glancing at me and I felt awkward, but almost felt like I could act more outward about this feeling in my chest that overwhelmed me. I don't know what it was but I just felt something whenever he touched me, whenever we made contact. His touch was much softer than anyone would expect. The callouses on his hands seemed to fade, the scars disappearing with his overlay of seriousness. I felt like I could slip away into him, collapse, put my hands on his chest, and just relax. I felt so at peace sometimes with him, having not a care in the world. Without a thought I leaned in slightly to him, forearms barely touching but sending tingles up my spine, sending me a feeling that could overtake my whole body. I wondered if he felt the same and way and thought I would probably never know, knowing how he is with sharing his feelings. I mean we barely knew the guy. I know he had a family, a life before all this. I obviously knew Drew, maybe not exactly since I just met him today, but he seemed trustworthy. My eyes still lay on his face, resting on his eyes then moving to his mouth. I watched it as he opened it, separating his lips oh-so-gently, putting his fork in his mouth. I looked up at his eyes and found pure satisfaction in his expression. I blushed lightly, the tips of my ears feeling hot. A small smile formed at my lips before I continued watching his mouth form his words. I was grateful he didn't talk to me, but wondered if Brin's silence would make him drift towards me. I also hoped Drew wouldn't pipe up, or ask to talk to me in the other room and ask why I was staring. Now that would be awkward. I think I'd be too scared that he would tell Ade my feelings so I would lie. Who knows.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 5px solid #dde9bb; width: 90px; height: 450px; background: url(http://img.ifcdn.com/images/d3….gif);backgroundposition: right; height: 400px; width: 380px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; height: 375px; width: 305px; body; overflow: auto; margin-left: 20px; font-family: candara; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; color: black]I ignored Adrian's smart comment as I "situated" myself in my seat. I wanted to listen in to the Adriall - as I like to call it - conversation and also see how Drew would react. I wanted to seem inconspicuous though as well; when in these situations, I always tend to look excited - because I am - but everyone seems to notice and my fun's over. I grabbed the napkin next to my - might I say f*cking gorgeous bowl of chicken alfredo and unfolded it, placing it on my lap.
"I see you've settled in well." He grinned playfully, blushing.
"Yeah. How about you?" He smiled, a carefree look painted in his eyes.
Marsh shrugged in reply, a smile adorning his puppy features.
I stuffed a forkful of - hella delicious - chicken alfredo into my mouth. Ugh, this is such a boring conversation when will it get to the good par -
Adrian quickly slides his finger down Marshall's nose, smiling the whole time, pink slightly showing on his cheeks."Soooo, why are you blushing?"
My mouth dropped for 0.37 seconds, noodles hanging out, before I closed it shut. Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy-
"What are you talking about, I'm not blushing. I mean, I kind of am, but it's just hot in here because the food." Marsh nodded matter of factly, blushing more. He looked at all of us, then decided it was a good time to stuff alfredo noodles into his mouth.
I looked over to Drew to see his take on the conversation. He looked slightly confused, but he was looking back between his food and the two other guys in the room. He had some broccoli and sauce on the corner of his mouth, and I reaaaaaaaally wanted to just - just - kiss it off - I blushed at the thought, imagining just starting forward -
A movement on the other side of the island caught my eye - my f*cking Goooood is this actually happening - Ade gently wiped some sauce off of Marshall's face - he laughed happily, a light blush showering his cheeks. He wiped his thumb on his napkin - but I wished he had put it on his mouth instead. Ughaagh, that would've been so frickin' cuuuuute.
Adrian turned towards the cook, complimenting him, before turning to me - my face became a blank slate.
"Brinley, did you find a room you like?"
I smiled, chewing the bit of food I had placed in my mouth.
"Yes, actually... Why're you looking at me like that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. I looked at Drew, who squirmed ever so slightly in his seat. He seemed to be focused on something, so I followed his gaze. Marshall was slightly leaning into Adrian, their shoulders pressed together. My eyes widened. This sh*t was waaaaaaaaayyy too much for me to handle. I stuffed another spoonful of alfredo noodles into my mouth. I swallowed, then took a swig from my water. I jumped off my stool and grabbed my plate bringing it to the sink.
"I'm just gonna go upstairs guys, I'm kinda full," I said, starting to wash the bowl. I looked out the window into the night, watching the clouds roll and the trees sway gently in the breeze. I looked over Drew's yard, spotting something in the bushes. Was that a person? I narrowed my eyes, trying to get a better look - I wasn't wearing my contacts. Then I remembered I had my glasses stuffed into my leather vest pocket. I popped them on my face - and looked out the window again.
"Wha.... What?" I whispered, so low I know that the three guys won't hear me.
I backed away from the sink, bowl still in my hands. It dropped as my mind fully processed what - or rather, who - was outside. I could feel the glass from the bowl stuck in my socked feet, I could feel the blood flowing, but I didn't care. My dead, very f*cking dead mother was watching me from outside the window and I was not okay.
I could here the boys yelling, now noticing something was so definitely not right, because now my feet were bloody and torn and had glass sticking out of all sides. I was still staring out the window, watching as the figure of my mother walked into the light, smiling so fakely and innocently I could feel vile rising up my throat. But then she was gone, replaced by my tears streaming down my face.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height:; text-transform: lowercase;]dinner was going alright. I got compliments from everyone which was nice to hear. I felt slightly awkward however, not knowing much about Brinley or marshall. Adrian seemed to be less high strung than when he first arrived which was good to see. the three of them got along well and chatted a little bit while we ate. even if I didn't know much about the relationships between the three, ade looked comfortable with them. when I had last seen him about a year ago he didn't have much time to stay because he had to get back to them. I couldn't remember the last time I really talked to Adrian. it was alright though because I knew he felt responsible for protecting Brinley and marshall. all I really knew is that he saved them from being dinner for vampires. I sensed movement next to me and watched as Brinley stood up. I didn't think much of it and turned my attention back to my food. I was just about to reach for my fork when a loud crash sounded behind me. within seconds I was on my feet rushing towards Brinley. glass was scattered across the floor, a few pieces stuck into brin's feet. Adrian was right behind me, a panicked look on his face. "Brinley! what happened?" he asked. when I reached her I didn't hesitate to pick her up, wrapping her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. "hey ade, I have first aid stuff upstairs, can you patch her up or should we take her to the ER?" I asked, turning to my brother. Adrian looked like he was thinking but it only lasted for a moment. "I'll see how bad it is then we can make a decision." he answered. I gave him a simple 'ok' and started for the stairs. my arms held Brinley tightly, and I hoped she wasn't uncomfortable. "hey you'll be okay. adrain's gonna take a look alright?" I whispered, kissing the top of her head gently in hopes of comforting her. she had been crying which worried me further. what happened? she had seemed fine before. when I glanced behind me I didn't see Adrian, but I heard him talking to marshall. "marsh can you please clean this up? we'll be down soon." I heard him ask before he joined me in the hallway. he gave me a slight nod and we both started upstairs.
| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; background: url(http://33.media.tumblr.com/57a…v6jNw1r24whlo3_r1_400.gif); background-size: 115% 115%; repeat: no repeat; height: 300px; width: 250px;][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; height: 350px; width: 200px; border-left: 10px solid BORDER COLOR; margin-left: -10px; color: black; font-size: 8px; overflow:auto; text-align: justify;] Arms wrapped around me, holding me as I held my wrist in agony. "Hey, hey you're gonna be okay, 'kay? We'll get you home before Dad notices and we can have Mom patch you up, 'kay? I held on tightly to Drew, head spinning. I could feel the pain in both feet more clearly now, and it definitely hurt a lot. I could feel every little shard in my feet, and it was horrendous. My vision was foggy - I couldn't tell if it as because my glasses had fallen off or because of the blood loss. Probably both. The darkness surrounded us as we held tightly to each other, walking quickly. The pain in my wrist was severe - it was probably broken. I was scared - the forest here at night always scared me; I can't believe she convinced me to come here. Well, at least she was here too. I felt the light kiss on my forehead, soft, sweet and fleeting, but I hardly paid it any mind. My mother is alive. How was that possible? She was dead. I let more tears fall because why, why was she alive? I actually believed that the pain of knowing she was alive hurt more than the glass hitting every tendon in each foot. "What was that?" I branch broke behind us, and we paused. I looked at her, her brown eyes studying the area behind us in confusion. "Maybe we should just go, Britt. It was probably a squirrel." She turned to me, brow furrowed. "Squirrels aren't nocturnal." I was laid down on a bed, somewhere upstairs. I felt dizzy, and I just wanted to sleep. But everytime I closed my eyes I kept seeing "mommy dearest." I groaned, the pain in my feet not decaying. I thought I heard Adrian's voice, but it sounded far away. Drew replied, saying something, care in his voice. I suddenly felt a light pressure on my feet, but it felt like I was dancing on the fires of H*ll. "F*CK!" "Run, Brinley, RUN!"I held my wrist in my hand, trying to run away from the snarling, growling something chasing us. It was maybe a dog, or a wolf; definitely canine. She was in front of me, running, just like me. I mean, who wouldn't run for their lives when being chased by probably an oversized canine? I ran after her, trusting that she knew the way back home. "F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, F*CK!" I screamed, feeling the socks being taken off my feet. When the glass had merged with my feet, its like the sock and the foot had become one, being dressed in thick, red blood. It was like a layer of skin being torn off me. The snarling was growing softer, and the darkness was becoming lighter. I could see in front of me, wit the occasional sweep of my bangs shading my view of trees, shrubbery, and darkness. I was tripping every so often, but that's because I decided to not take track and field. Brittany was still in front of me, and I could hear her heavy breathing; she wasn't daring to stop running either. We ran and ran, until we hit a breach in the tree line - the moonlight hit us, and I had to blink to get used to sight again. The pain was too overwhelming - I had to close my eyes, just once. Maybe I'd be able to sleep.... I closed my eyes, but it didn't help. So I opened them again and looked up, my vision suddenly recovered. I looked around the room, but saw no one. I blinked, and saw something hit my peripheral vision. "Oh thank God, you're awake, I was starting to get worried," a woman said. She was wearing pink nurse's shrubs, and for a moment I thought I was in a hospital. But I knew better when I saw she had curly raven ringlets trapped in hair tie, and big, brown eyes like a doe. She seemed trustworthy, like she always did, and she smiled, as if she knew my thoughts. "Baby Brin, how are you?" She pressed her finger lightly against the tip of my nose, smiling. I narrowed my eyes at her - my undeniably matching eyes - and sat up from my spot. "You can't call me that anymore. You aren't my mother anymore." She laughed, cheerful and sweet - as always. "Brin, I will always be your mother, whether you want that to be so or not. Anyways, darling, you have my eyes. You can't change that either, can you?" We reached the house, and we approached it quietly. We wanted to get inside, talk to our mother, tell her what happened, make up a lie to tell Dad, and be done with it. We approached the front door, only because I wouldn't be able to climb up the roof with my wrist. The doors shut without a noise - money, b*tches. Brittany disabled the alarm, which started to beep. "Maura?" She and I looked at each other, before trying to scramble up the grand central staircase. "Brittany, Brinley... My dad's quiet voice turned into a mumble. We paused, knowing he caught us. "Where is your mother?" he asked, his gentle, yet somewhat cold voice muttered to us. "We were looking for her... she doesn't have night shift tonight," I said, confused. Brittany looked at me. I looked at her. Dad looked at us. I looked at her - this woman I once called "mommy." Oh, how I didn't think that now. "Why are you here? I asked quietly. Her eyebrows raised and she smiled at me happily. "Hon', this isn't reality - it's just a hallucination. Don't worry about it. You know doctors say that when you hallucinate, you hallucinate about what's bothering you. Do I...bother you, sweetheart?" she asked, reaching out to me, tucking a strand of loose hair behind my ear. I blinked, trying to hold back tears. Ugh, that stupid, stupid woman. Why must she do this to me? I looked up at her smiling - somewhat innocent looking - face. She reached forward trying to hug me. "Yes, you bother me - now get off of me. I wrestled with her, pushing her off of me. When I opened my eyes, she was gone, replaced by empty room once more. I blinked again, hallucination done, my foggy vision back, and the slice and dice pain in my feet. I stared in the mirror, eyes red, puffy and swollen. I looked at my hair - now short. I always cut my hair when I lose someone. Kinda like how the Egyptians shaved off their eyebrows when their cats died. I pouted, trying not to think about death. I don't know, but cutting my hair when someone dies is like a symbolism for me. If they are lost then I lose something of myself, too. I looked over at Brittany beside me brushing out her hair. It had been four weeks since we ran out into the woods to explore - four weeks since my mother was declared missing. I sighed, looked in the mirror, and left the bathroom, heading downstairs for breakfast. I looked up from my bed, staring at three, boyish figures. I could still make out the handsome features of Drew, his blue-green eyes moving about the room. He kissed me. I think I blushed, but I couldn't tell, considering that fact the room went black and I saw nothing. [ic:] okay so I went way overboard because I couldn't reply in the beginning and I wanted to imply the mother is found now and was lost once and symbolism yada yada and see her relationship with britt more clearly what it was like before and yeah it's really long XD [/fancypost] |
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[font=times new roman][size=19pt][shadow=#ffffff,left]ADRIAN.WILLIAM.JOHNSON[/shadow]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 360px; color: white]Everything turned drastically tragic so fast. Drew and I had Brinley upstairs in what seemed like seconds. She wasn't looking too good; her face looked pale and I could tell she was in a lot of pain. Drew set her down on one of the beds in a guest room, turning to me as if waiting for further instruction. I flipped on the lights in the room before saying anything. The look on Drew's face was un unusual one for him. He looked deeply worried as I probably did. Why had she just dropped the bowl? Just Brinley's luck that a few shards would get stuck in her feet. I turned to walk out and said, "Come help me gather supplies." Drew didn't say anything in response and followed me out into the hallway. We half jogged to the nearest bathroom and I practically collapsed to the tile to search through the cabinet under the sink for medical supplies. I grabbed what I deemed necessary and handed a few things to Drew before leaving. My heart was pounding in my head, my mind racing.
When we got back to Brinley she looked even worse than before. I took a few deep breaths before kneeling at the foot of the bed. As gently as I could I removed the few shards, placing them on the floor beside me. Some of the blood had already started to dry, making her socks stick to her feet. With steady hands I slid off her socks, hoping not to hurt her. "Drew can you give me the antiseptic please?" I asked, observing Brin's feet. It was impossible to tell how bad it was with blood soaking them. I looked up at Brinley quickly, speaking softly, "This might hurt a bit." I gently cleaned the wounds and was relieved to find that the cuts weren't that deep. I sighed a breath of relief before grabbing a roll of gauze. I went to work wrapping up Brinley's left foot, which had the worst wounds. "Dammit. I forgot scissors." I mumbled, cursing myself for forgetting. I brought the roll close to my face and used my teeth to rip off the piece. After making sure the gauze would stay like it was supposed to I looked at her other foot. A few scratches, nothing terrible. I stood, satisfied that Brinley was okay now. From the hallway I thought I heard footsteps, probably Marshall. Drew was standing over Brinley, looking less worried now. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice soft and almost calming. He reached out a tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before turning to me. "Gauze?" he asked. That wasn't what I was expecting him to say. I laughed and nodded, "Yeah. To stop the bleeding and help the wounds heal right. I don't think a simple band aid would've helped much." We both laughed at that. It bothered me that Drew still looked worried. "Hey, don't worry, she'll be okay. It's gonna hurt to walk for a little but she'll heal." I said, taking a seat next to her on the bed. Brinley was like my little sister. Well, more like another little sister. But still, she was like family to me. My attention shifted from Brinley to Marshall as he walked in the room.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]MARSH[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"the best thing to hold onto in life is each other"
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: andale mono; text-align: justify;]First I worried about Drew and Ade seeing through my ruse, next I worried about Brin. She got up, saying she was full and going to head upstairs. She was probably going to wash her bowl. Of course, knowing she can take good care of herself, I turned back to my food. My attention snapped when I heard crashing. I looked up and saw Brinley standing, shaking, shards in her feet. My jaw grew tense as I fought the urge to yell her name and go to her rescue. That was already being taken care of by Drew. He was the first up, then Ade, then myself. I couldn't believe Drew acted so fast, same with Ade. Me? I was still processing everything. I went towards the three of them, Drew making his way upstairs with Brin. Ade turned to me, a sick expression on his face. He looked like he was going to throw up, yet so prepared, it was almost frustrating. I must have looked stupid, having my mouth slightly open, eyes wide, just staring at everything. He asked me to clean up, which I nodded to, before he disappeared not far behind his brother. Was I mad? Sure. Was I going to clean it up? Of course. Was I going to complain to Ade later? Hell yeah. He would leave me to clean this up? Yeah, I know they are good at pretending to be doctors, but that doesn't give them the right to just leave me down here, not knowing how my BEST FRIEND is. I sighed, knowing it wouldn't help the situation by complaining about it now, and grabbed the nearest mop. I first pushed everything to the side then leaned down and picked up the pieces of glass and threw them in the trash, getting some tiny cuts on my palms but nothing compared to Brin, then mopped the rest of the blood. Hope Drew likes the color red because that won't come out of his mop for a long time. After quickly drying the floor, getting any left over things I happened to miss, I flew upstairs. The anxiety was killing me. Was she okay? I thought I could hear her screaming earlier, but I tried to focus on what I had to do before I could see her. I smiled briefly, remembering. "But mom, I want to go now!" I complained, throwing my arms down in an aggravated way. I looked up, my mom gave me a "I'm not having it" kind of face. I knew I was done for if I didn't do what she said. "Fiiiine," I sighed, "what do I need to do?" She laughed and told me to quickly put away the clean dishes. "Easy." I put my hands on my hips, like a Superman pose, and ran into the kitchen. "No running Marshall!" I couldn't wait to see her back then and I sure as hell can't wait to see her now. I ran up the stairs and found myself at the room they were all held up in. Ade was tending her her feet while Drew was comforting her. I felt jealousy rise up inside me, a sickening feeling in my stomach, telling me that that could be me. I could be there with Brin, my best friend after all, comforting her and telling her it'll be okay. She always trusted me when I said that, even if she thought everything I said was a load of crap. "How is she?" I asked, not finding the ability to move or make eye contact with Drew. Not right now. I could only focus on Adrian. He just looked so focused, so calm and collected. I certainly wasn't any of those things right now and I thought if I just focused on him I wouldn't be so scared. Just focus on Adrian, just focus on him Marshall, I thought to myself. I sighed, closed my eyes, then opened them and felt as if we were the only two in the room.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify; width: 360px; color: white][hr][font=times new roman]Sometimes before it gets [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]better,[/shadow] the darkness gets [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]bigger[/shadow],[hr]
[font=times new roman][size=19pt][shadow=#ffffff,left]ADRIAN.WILLIAM.JOHNSON[/shadow]
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[font=times new roman][size=8]the person that you’d take a [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]bullet[/shadow] for is behind the [shadow=#5CD6FF,left]trigger.[/shadow]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 360px; color: white]I answered Marshall from my spot on the bed, not bothering to move. "She's good. It'll hurt to walk but not for long." I said with a small smile. Marshall looked deeply worried, even more so than Drew. Deciding that I should probably comfort him, I did end up moving. I stood up and walked over, wrapping him in a tight embrace. After a moment I pulled back slightly but kept my arms around him. "You have nothing to worry about." I said, staring into his crystalline blue eyes. They conveyed an almost saddened look but I knew that he was just overwhelmed. Brinley was his best friend after all. An idea came to mind, something that would help all of us.
"Do you guys want to go downstairs and watch some tv? Maybe play a game or something?" I asked. My arms were still around Marshall, and I pulled him into another tight hug before letting go. I looked at Drew, who seemed to perk up at the idea. "Yeah, sure." he answered me. So I turned back to Marshall. "What about you? Do you want to go?" I asked, my voice soft.
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[color=black][font=andale mono][glow=black,2,300][size=26pt]Marshall J. Walters ✝✝[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:4px; margin-top:-14px][color=black][font=andale mono]hunter - 18 years old - bisexual[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px][justify][sub][color=black][font=andale mono]I nodded lightly, barely moving my head. I felt like it was somewhat my fault, like I couldn't protect her. I never exactly had to, if anything it was usually her who protected me. Still, something ate at me inside. I looked down, not wanting Ade and Drew to see me trying not to cry. I was snapped out of everything when I felt arms wrap around me. I looked up and saw it was Adrian. I blushed and pushed my face into his shoulder and prayed not to cry.
Soon he pulled away, but to my delight he still had his arms around me. He told me I didn't have to worry. I looked down at his lips then back up at his eyes. He looked so concerned about me. I just wanted to kiss him. He pulled me in once again then pulled away before I could do anything I regretted, especially with Drew here. Then Adrian asked if we wanted to play video games or watch tv. Adrian asked Drew first of course, but turned to me. I nodded, "that would be nice. Anything to get my mind off of this." I swallowed and sighed, going over to Adrian and quickly wrapping him in another hug. "Thanks Ade." I whispered in his ear, well kind of his neck but you get the point. I wanted to press my lips against his neck, maybe near his jaw. I didn't of course, but accidentally kept breathing on his neck while I thought. I pulled away, my face feeling hot. I was blushing and hoped it wasn't too noticeable.
I started out of the room, making my way down the stairs. I sighed and rubbed my face, not knowing where to go. I just stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for the two to come down.
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[size=6pt]★ trek
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black; margin-top:-10px][size=38pt][color=black][font=georgia][b][i]adrian w. johnson[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow: 2px 2px black; letter-spacing:2px; margin-top:-25px][color=white][font=georgia][sub]21 years old | hunter | bisexual[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]work in progress!!! SORRY GUYS <3[/fancypost][align=center]
[size=6pt]★ trek
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Didn't know if you needed a bump so I thought I would do it anyway![/fancypost]