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INGRID REBEKAH CROSS

“She’s yours?” Bekah asked with a smirk, turing her attention from the girl to Avery, surprised at just how much fire was in his eyes, even though he knew she was joking. I guess that’s what love looks like… she thought with a little smirk before rolling her eyes and tapping the side of her ear, where both she and Avery were still inks, though Eden was already marked. “As cute as the sentiment is, loverly, I’m not so sure how true that is. Isn’t that what got you guys into this whole mess to begin with?” she asked, though there was somehow a flicker of sympathy in her voice as she said it.

And with that, she pushed off the wall and pulled off her thick gloves and walked over to Eden, holding out her hand and grinning. “I’m not even going to ask if you’re The Eden, because I’m literally more than one hundred percent sure that you are. I’m Bekah. The one they clearly thought looked enough like you to maybe entice Avery.” she said with a laugh before rolling her eyes and shaking her head. “Don’t wporry. You can have him.” she stage-whispered, looking at Avery for a second to shoot him a wink before turning back to the girl and laughing.

“And I promise that I’m not actually checking you out. You’re not my type at all. In the best way possible.” she added quickly, remembering some girls got offended by that. “Although I don’t know how hurtful that can be, considering you’re very, [i[very[/i] clearly his type. I mean, so much so that he was moaning out your name last night…” she purred playfully, turning to Avery and smirking, raising an eyebrow up at him a moment later.

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EDEN ALEXANDRA FLEMING
Eden shook hands with the girl, a little thrown by everything that was happening, by how confident and strong she was -I’ve always wanted to be like that… she thought- but it wasn’t like she was given a whole lot of time to think about that. The girl was a talker, apparently. And after a few seconds Eden relax, because even though Talkers usually stressed her out, for some reason this girl didn’t. Maybe because she seemed like she knew what she was doing, somehow. Which was confusing considering she was a lesbian, but who knew.

“Oh, trust me. I don’t want to be anyone’s type. I was plenty happy with my own little fantasy of living on my own on an island surrounded by cats, but then this guy had to come along.” she said, giving Avery a teasing nudge before looking around and blushing. “And my match back home thinks I’m ‘totally smoking’ too, and trust me, that was not at all appreciated.” she added with a huff.

The smile only returned to her face- though it was really more of a wicked smirk- when she heard what the girl said about the dream. She raised an eyebrow, still looking at the other redhead, before slowly pivoting on her foot and looking at Avery, a massive smirk across her face. “Dream, huh? You didn’t tell me about any dream. I guess it must have slipped your mind?” she asked, unsure if the girl was making it up but, either way, it was funny. "Maybe you should tell me what you dreamed about. I could consider it..."

“Avery,” Eden hissed, looking at him for a second when she felt his fingers on her skin, a shiver shooting through her body, though she reached around subtly and, returning her attention to Bekah, pulled his hand from her skin, giving him a nudge with her hip a moment later. “You cannot feel me up in front of other people!” she added, a teasingly scolding tone to her whisper, though when she turned back to Bekah and saw the girl raising an eyebrow- clearly having noticed her distractiion- she blushed and just gave a small smile. “He was misbehaving. Sorry. Continue.” she murmured, eventually relaxing back into Avery’s very innocent touch, now that she was sure he would obey.

When she heard him respond to her little purr, she raised an eyebrow, unable to keep herself from smirking as she saw the redness starting at the bottom of his neck and quickly covering all his features. It wasn’t often that he blushed, but apparently Bekah could do it quite quickly. Which- she kept telling herslef- was definitely nothing to get jealous about. And even though she did have the tiniest wiggle of bitterness in her heart at the realization all the same, she couldn’t help but grin. Because he was blushing. But then he was purring and she was blushing and her mouth was dropping open and she just gave a growl when he finished, giving his side a little shove.

“You’re too much. Oh my god…” she grumbled, narrowing her eyes at him for a moment before looking back at Bekah and rolling her eyes. “So.. I was promised a tour of your future house by this dumb*ss over here…” she said, giving Avery a quick nudge before smirking and rolling her eyes. “But he’s being stupid right now, so maybe you could take me? We could leave him here in a time-out… You know, give him no attention and all that. Or maybe I’ll take you up on the s*x offer, if there was one. We could show him how it’s really done?” she purred at the end, moving away from Avery and starting to walk over to Bekah, her eyes sparkling slightly with deviousness, a look that the other girl returned as she ran her hand up Eden’s arm. “Blow his k*nky thoughts out of the water and all that?” she finished with a teasing smirk, wondering just how long it would take for Avery to grab her back.

When Avery literally lasted for less than three seconds- maybe it was even two- Eden just smirked at Bekah before giving a little grunt as he yanked her back to him, though by the time his fingers were slipping under her shirt- like always- she was giggling just slightly. Because Avery, as much as he liked to be wild and free, was predictable as all hell, and she loved it. So she reached back and she pressed her lips to his jaw gently, reassuring him that she was there, that she wasn’t leaving, before pulling away to hear him speak, rolling her eyes when she heard what he had to say. She wasn’t really sure why she’d been expecting anything profound.

“You think she’s beautiful?” she asked after a second, letting her voice fill with hurt, trying her hardest not to laugh. She turned around in his arm for a second before giving a little grumble and pushing him off, though the gesture was more teasing than she would have liked. With a little wink over to Bekah to assure her that she wasn’t actually offended, she turned around and crossed her arms over her chest, ignoring all of Avery’s gentle touches- which was very, very hard, mind you- and sniffed, looking the other way when he tried to look in her face.

“I’m not going up there with you. You’re out of your godd*mn mind.” she pouted, her voice revealing that this was a game, though she still tried to play it out. Because Avery was kind of dense, and there was a pretty good chance he wouldn’t catch on. Idiot… she thought affectionately before remembering her character and smirking, though it turned into a pout when she remembered her situation. “You called her hot. And pretty. Do you think she’s prettier than me? I bet you do. Maybe I SHOULD be a lesbian. It’d be better than being stuck with you…” she accused, a little huff in her voice. And that’s what he gets for not telling me about the s*x dream right away. And for making me think that Bekah was straight and he was in love with her. she thought, though none o this was real revenge. This was just her messing with Avery. And it was fantastic.

“Yeah, sorry…” Eden admitted, cracking up the second she saw the realization in his eyes, reaching out at that same moment, though, to take his hand and pull him close to her, giving a happy hum and looking up once their chests were pressed against each other. “But, come on. I had to. You get so scared and flustered, and it’s the cutest thing in the entire world…” she pouted, looking at him for a second before reaching up and pressing her lips to the boy’s chin, happily kissing him now that the threat of the Councilman had pretty much gone, pulling away just a moment later.

“And you did deserve it. Because you were telling Bekah about your s*x dreams and you didn’t even tell me. And because you made me think that you were about to drop my *ss for her.” she finished with a huff, crossing her arms over her chest for a long second before narrowing her eyes at him playfully and shooting him a little glare, though she relaxed a second later, knowing that it was too soon to try and push the angry thing again. If she’d learned anything from their years and years and years together, it was never to push too much emotional manipulation on Avery at once. She’d let that happen once and he’d snapped at her and she’d spent three days crying. And that was even back when she was an emo teenager and she didn’t cry.

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“Wait. You thought he was in love with me?” Bekah asked, looking at Eden for a second before back to Avery and then grinning. “That’s hysterical. Really. No, no. That’s the one thing you don’t have to worry about.” she quickly reassured before making a face and smirking. “Well, maybe not the last thing, because I am totally wicked hot, and he may fall in love with me. Just know that it will never be requited. He doesn’t have the right parts.” she said with a little laugh before looking at the couple and rolling her eyes.

“And on that note, I’m going to leave you two alone. So that my apparent new lover can say goodbye to you properly, and you can figure out how you’re going to stay and all that. Only rule is that you absolutely cannot f*ck each other in my room.” she growled at the end, glaring at both of them before smirking and pointing in the direction of the sleeping quarters before walking off, her smile faltering when she turned around. Because she knew it was pathetic, and creepy, and almost stalkers at this point, but leaving at this exact moment meant she might get a peek at Hayley. And even though her ex was a traitorous, lying b*tch, Bekah still liked to see her happy. Even if it was with a man.

Eden laughed when he pulled her closer, because, god, it was the most predictable thing in the entire word. Not that she didn’t like it, of coruse- she actually loved being this close to him, feeling his heartbeat against her chest, able to smell his soft smell of laundry detergent and adventure without even trying. But it was predictable, and so was he, and she loved that about him. So she reached up and pressed her lips to his jaw, though she pulled away after just a moment when she felt the pinch. “Avery!” she squealed, pushing away from him for just a moment and giving him a slap, though it was a gentle one. Of course.

At Bekah’s words, she blushed, though she laughed all the same and just nodded in a agreement to what Avery said. Because as much as she still was embarrassed that she’d thought Bekah and Avery were together, she knew now that was her own d*mn fault, and so there was no need to punish the girl. In fact, she thought they’d be able to get along pretty d*mn well. So instead she just waved to the girl, turning with Avery’s hands when he guided her back towards him, looking up with a little giggle.

“That doesn’t make it any better. That means you sleep close enough where she can hear you.” Eden grumbled, though it was only to make a fuss, and then a moment later she was kissing him, though she pulled away with a happy hum when she heard his final demands. “Ice cream? Do they have Peanut Butter Boom Boom here…?” she asked wit ha teasing grin, remembering their favorite ice cream from him, and how much he actually hated to order it. She looked up at him for anther moment before pressing her lips to his jaw and taking his hand, dragging him towards the stairs a moment later.

“But I guess that’s fair…' she finished, a little smirk across her face as she did. Because reluctant as she tried to pretend to be, that sounded pretty great, too. "As long as you promise that Bekah's not going to walk in on us. I know you two are going to be forever or whatever, but I don't want her to know every single detail about our lives..." she continued, though she was still tugging him up the stairs. Because even that couldn't really keep her away from him at this point.

"It's okay," Eden murmured in between kisses, looking at him for a moment before giggling and pressing her lips to his again, only pulling away the second time when he did. She grinned as she looked up at him, standing still on the stairs, her epic march towards the guest room forgotten for a moment as she looked at him, her hand slowly running down his arm. "I only like it because you hated saying the name so much. Other than that, it was just kinda good." She admitted, giggling for a second at the shocked look across his face, kissing it away a moment later, her hands gently cupping his face.

When she pulled away, she heard his question and she just giggled, because of course he'd ask that. Moron. "Well, considering that it's four thirty in the afternoon, I think it's much too early for ice cream. That'll just ruin our appetites for dinner." She hummed, as if she were thinking it over. Yeah, right. "And I'm not tired yet, so I'd just get restless snuggling. So.... well, I guess that only leaves one option, hm?" She asked after a second, looking down at him with a hum before smirking. "Besides, Bekah did just give us he whole house, and I'd hate to miss that opportunity..." she finished with a little smirk.

ooc: skip? I don't know what you'd want to skip to. We could just do after their "time together", or we could do later that night, or we could do when she leaves....

meh okay. wanna start?

:) beautiful responses on the others, by the way. Whenever you're ready here, boo

eden alexandra fleming

Eden looked at her single little bag, adjusting the straps to make sure they did’t get caught in the wheels for a few long seconds before finally turning and looking at Avery, the most pathetic excuse for a smile in the entire world across her face. She looked away quickly, though, and over towards Bekah, giving a weak smile when she saw the girl’s thumbs up, turning back to Avery a second later. God, I hope the makeup is working… she thought, briefly praying that whatever Bekah had put on her face when she’d dragged her into her room and practically repainted her face was doing it’s job. Because she’d promised Avery that she wouldn’t cry, because she knew he would cry. And she honestly hadn’t thought it would be a problem. Dummy… she thought, angry at herself ,even though she knew it was just her emotions coming out.

“Well… I guess this is it.” she murmured after a second, almost relieved a moment later when she realized that, after crying the entire morning, at least it was harder to cry now. Sure, maybe it was because she’d run out of tears, and she was pretty sure her tear ducts had suffocated under all the makeup Bekah had used to hide her red-rimmed eyes, but still. Less tears. God, the fact that I’m considering that a win… she thought, clearly depressed, before turning back to Avery again, reaching her hand out a moment later to hold his, giving it a weak squeeze before dropping it.

“You don’t have to stay for the train.” she muttered after a second, her eyes on his face, drinking him in, trying to memorize absolutely every single little detail about him. The way his hair was long and curly and didn’t obey a single command he gave it. The way his eyes were watering with unshed tears, because he was her Avery, and he was emotional enough for then both of them, but he was trying to be strong. The way his eyes were red like hers- he’d been crying, too. The way that, despite it all, he had a little smile across his face. Just like she did, because somehow she was counting these last few moments that they had together as happy ones. “I know that’ll be hard for you.” she finished weakly, ignoring entirely the Councilman behind Avery. Because she was not, absolutely not, letting them ruin her goodbye.