Ophelia

Lets try this one more time with feeling..

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[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

A wave of relief hit Lola as she sat down in the truck. It had actually turned out to be pretty easy going afternoon, and most of the people she'd met had been lovely. However, she couldn't say that she wasn't glad it was over. "Threats?" The blonde regarded Caleb with a semi curious expression. "Like horses heads in the bed? Or is it a bit more subtle than that outside of Hollywood?" With a smirk that showed she was clearly pleased with herself, Lola settled her head against the palm of her hand lazily.

"A bar? Yeah, whatever. I don't mind." Glancing out of the window, Lola contemplated how different she was to the girls Blue had previously been with. In her opinion, she was incredibly low maintenance in comparison. Maybe she was too laid back? Meh, she just couldn't be bothered to whine. It would give her a headache.

"Jimmy's dad seems really sweet. They were all pretty sweet actually." There was a mildly surprised tone to her voice, she hadn't been entirely sure of what to expect. "Anyway, you owe me." Narrowing her eyes dangerously, she leaned across and poked Caleb in the cheek. "All the congratulatory pats on the back you got for bagging me." She continued chuckling as she shook her head in amusement. "I must be totally hot." Waggling her eyebrows to indicate that she was only messing, she stretched contently. In all honesty, there were worse ways to spend your afternoon's than having Blue wrapped around you.

"So the 9's are really kicking off huh? That sucks." Flicking her gaze back to the window, she tucked a few stray curls behind her ear, "You know what I don't get? If they are the 9's because they have 9th, why do they use the old fire house on 5th to store stuff?" Perking her eyebrow in curiosity, she turned back to Caleb, "Isn't that your kinda' zone?" Not realising the significance of her words, she closed her eyes with a chuckle. "Although, Jack did say that it would get them into trouble, and that he thought it was too risky for the business. Whatever that means."

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

"Is there no end to your list of conquests?"

Lola rolled her eyes in mild amusement and punched Caleb lightly on the upper arm as she wandered casually up to the front door behind him. When faced with Sarah, the blonde just smiled. Showing no sign of any resentment, or giving off anything other than a completely serene aura. The blonde just waved happily, and casually walked past her without a word. Taking a sideways glance, she smirked contently. Fat ass. Feisty was she? Clearly he'd never been to Oklahoma. Quiet Lola may have been, but she wasn't one to be intimidated. She could certainly hold her own if necessary.

The young woman observed the crowded room in curiosity. There seemed to be little groups dotted around in the corners, and there were notably more males than females. The thought of being Caleb's girlfriend made Lola feel a little uneasy, mainly because she hadn't been prepared for it. One minute she's a cousin, and the next thing, bam. Combined with the crazy tension scenario, it just served to make it quite a potent cocktail.

People watching had always been a favoured past time. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Happy. She liked Happy, he amused her greatly, but uncomfortably, there were obviously a whole lot more people that she didn't know, and socialising wasn't exactly her thing. She far preferred animals to humans. Slowly expelling a deep breath through her nose, she gathered herself. It was only a few hours, right?

"She seems, needy." Shooting the man beside her a casual sideways glance, she continued. "You know, I'm just going to throw this out there, but maybe one day we can go someplace where you haven't slept with a high pitched brunette."

Winking mischievously, she stopped to think. Wait, was she jealous? Nah, of course not. What was there to be jealous of? Although one thing was certain, there was no way she was going to be just another conquest.She actually had a brain cell in her head for a start. It didn't leave the most favourable impression of Caleb.

It was certainly turning out to be an incredibly draining day.

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

The funeral had passed Lola by in a daze. It was the usual sad state of affairs, with everyone patting each other on the back and offering supportive sentiments. In some ways, funerals offered a very positive viewpoint on society. Love, support, even comradeship. The world really wasn't such a bad place after all.

Caleb was clearly suffering, and Lola did feel for him. However, she had never been particularly good at the whole talking therapy thing. Mainly because she used humour as a device to deal with her own issues. It worked for her, but it meant that she was dire when it came down to other people. Choosing to fix her eyes on the window, she repeated the words that the man sitting next to her had said.

"Martha. Got it."

Leaning back into the seat a little, Lola closed her eyes. She really didn't have the energy for being charmingly polite to a room full of strangers'. Plus, she was still sorta' feeling the whole tension thing that was still going on between them. It was just beyond bizarre. Bizarre and exhausting. Subconsciously nibbling on her thumb knuckle, she shot a sideways glance to Caleb.

For the love of god stop it!!!

Surely something, or someone had to give soon? Will power had never been one of Lola's strong points. It would have been quite useful to know what he was thinking.

He just buried his bestfriend for Christ's sake Lola.

Letting out an audible groan, the blonde sunk down into the comfortable leather seat of the truck. Why now? Why did it have to hit this kinda' crescendo today of all days? Nightmare.

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

Lola had already entered the living area long before Caleb had even called out to her. The young woman immediately clocked him by the sink, looking notably forlorn, and she felt genuinely sad for him. He really must have been close to this Jimmy guy. Funerals were always such a harsh reality slap, closure wasn't always a positive thing. Wandering up to Caleb in her typically casual way, she nudged him with her hip.

"Come on, let's go."

In all honesty, she wasn't too thrilled about the prospect of what laid out in front of her that day, but there wasn't a whole lot that she could really do about it. Instead, she was opting for ignorance. It really was best not to know sometimes.

"I'm going to put the emotion down to the concussion."

With a knowing wink, she decided to be gross and without any warning, she leaned in and blew an obnoxiously loud raspberry against his cheek. The action amusing her greatly. Fluttering her eyelashes in a delightfully innocent expression, she stood back from the counter. There was method to her madness; she figured that Caleb would prefer her to be an ass, over trying to comfort him. He didn't seem like a guy that liked to be openly emotional, and she respected that.

"Let's go, before I decide to lock myself in the bathroom and refuse to come out."

Once again, Lola's gaze drifted to Caleb. He looked so different in a suit. Maybe it was just lust? Perhaps if they actually did something, it would all go away? Diverting her eyes to a nearby window, she bit down on her lip contemplatively. This was just getting harder and harder to ignore. It was like she was some hormone driven teenager again. No one else did this to her. Why him? Waiting by the front door, Lola pulled herself out of her reverie with a deep breath.

Let's do this.

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

Unsurprisingly, once the young woman had finally settled back into bed, she fell asleep rather quickly this time. However, she still had the time to contemplate the scene that had just played out in the kitchen only moments earlier. It really had shown Lola a different side to Caleb. A side that was rather more endearing.

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"Hold on a second!"

Appearing back in the bedroom from the small shower room, Lola perked an eyebrow as she momentarily took the opportunity to regard Caleb. He certainly scrubbed up quite well. Then again, most guys looked good in a suit. It was kinda' cute that he was having trouble with his shirt, but she held back the urge to laugh. He was probably feeling crap enough already, and she didn't want to upset him.

"I just need to...wait a minute, I'm just. It won't take a moment, I'm almost there."

As the woman spoke, she moved in circles as she reached for the shiny zipper at her back. It was rather an amusing spectacle. One that actually resembled a dog chasing it's tail. The blonde was wearing a figure hugging black dress, that finished elegantly above her knee. It had sleek three quarter length sleeves that grazed her elbows, along with a slashed neckline that settled subtly on the far side of each shoulder. Having taken a grey ribbon belt from another piece of clothing to tie it in around the middle, she'd succeeded in making it unrecognisable from the dress that she'd originally pulled from TJ's bag. Needless to say, it also complimented her curves rather well.

Lola had never been text book skinny, because she'd always had hips, boobs and a bum, but she was toned and slim from all the time that she'd spent horse riding. However, Lola gave very little thought to her own appearance, essentially, she was quite a tomboy.

"Stuff it. I can't reach."

Giving up with a small chuckle, she walked over to Caleb. Taking the tie from his hand, she shook her head.

"I really haven't done this since my brother left High School."

Flicking the collar up on his rather dapper shirt, she put the tie into place, having to stand on tip toe just to reach. With a moment spent reminding herself what to do, she tied the tie and unashamedly felt rather impressed with herself. Seconds later she'd done the cuff links and had taken a step back. This time successfully managing to pull her zipper up.

"There you go. You're all done."

Dragging her fingers through her hair, she'd succeeded in straightening out the majority of her unruly curls. Notably, her hair was substantially longer straight, and it hung level to her underarm, with the layers graduating down systematically.

"I hate dresses. I would much rather be wearing jeans. They just feel wrong."

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

To say that it surprised Lola when Caleb held his arms out to her would have been an understatement. However, there was something oddly comforting about being so close to him. With her cheek settled against his strong chest, she could feel him breathing. As she allowed her eyes to close, a rather surreal feeling spread through her. She wasn't sure what it was exactly, but she knew that she liked it. It made her feel calm. Calm and safe, and for the first time, the young woman actually believed what he said.

"I'm just tired."

When a soft sigh escaped her flushed pink lips, she made no attempt to move. She was tired. Weeks, months, even years of stress was enough to finish off even a level headed person, let alone a scatterbrain like Lola. She was absolutely exhausted, physically and emotionally. Not to mention fed up to the back teeth with it all. As Caleb rubbed her back, she felt a satisfied sorta' sleepy.

It was a bizarre moment. Standing in a kitchen, cuddled up against a guy that she'd only met a couple of days ago. Needless to mention, a guy that she had actually seen cave in a mans skull because he crossed him, and crazily, she felt totally at peace with it. Normally, she would have run a mile. Any indication of a real tangible emotion sent her running for the hills in a cold sweat since breaking up with Jack. Not now though, this time it was a little bit different.

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

The blonde waved as Caleb headed to bed, deciding to do the same. As she was settling down, a familiar sound started to filter in to her consciousness. It was her ringtone, and it was the ringtone that was only assigned to one person. Shaking her head, she mumbled to herself and held her hands over her ears. It was slightly weird though, she'd assumed that Caleb had turned the cell off.

Why was he calling? And at this time of night? For Christ's sake. Pulling the pillow over her head, the blonde closed her eyes. Maybe she was just imagining it? Maybe she was actually already asleep,and having some sorta' out of body experience. Hell, maybe it was just the vodka. Yes, that's it. The vodka.

There was no ringtone, no noise, no nothing. Just peace and quiet.

Bollocks was there just peace.

Pulling herself out of bed, she didn't even bother to flatten her hair as she stomped along the hallway to Caleb's room, wearing a pink T-shirt and a pair of black shorts. Grumpy was an understatement.

"Dude, I'm trying to sleep. Are you going to turn that off?!!! I can't believe that jackass can be this annoying without even realising it. Where ever you have my cell, make it shut up, or give it to me."

Turning around, she made her way to the kitchen, resting her head against the cool of the counter top. A part of Lola longed for Jack. She didn't love him anymore, in fact she hated him, but it was more complicated then that. When somebody has dominated your life for so long, you lose sight of where they end and you begin. It was like learning to breathe again, and it was difficult. Lola hated the way she felt, and it ate her up inside on a daily basis. She didn't want any of this. Yet she was drawn to the one thing that would probably destroy her. Caleb was clearly just another branch on this self destructive root. The young woman closed her eyes.

Why wasn't she able to sleep in this damn place.

The urge to go home was so strong at that point, she even considered attempting the drop from her window to the patio. Couldn't hurt that much, right? She needed her own bed, with her own belongings, and her own friends. Period.

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

Rolling her eye's, Lola laughed. "Go to bed? Wow, it really is like living with a sixty year old." Leaning back, Lola settled her back on the arm of the couch, meaning that her head was fairly close to floor. Stretching her arms above her head as she hummed in a bid to amuse herself. The blonde was alarmingly supple, and yoga was largely responsible for that.

Caleb's wandering eyes didn't escape her. It was a fairly amusing situation all in all. There was clearly something in the air, but what was it? Lola rarely found it hard to ignore the attention of a male, and she was actually incredibly picky when it came down to who she would and wouldn't date. Yet, here's this man, and even though she knows exactly who and what he is, she can't stop her mind from wandering onto him. What was with that?

He does actually have a really cute smile. Oh, just shut up Lola!

Hitting herself on the forehead with the palm of her hand, she bent her knees up and cracked a joke.

"I'm guessing that playing twister is out of the question? Could be incredibly amusing to see you play that."

Sitting herself up effortlessly, she settled her chin on her knees and stared at Caleb, examining his face closely. There was definitely something there, but what was it?

He's hot. That's what it is. Urgh. Why couldn't she wind up with an ugly criminal.

[18+] [Ophelia x megatrash]

"Get me up at 8.00?" The blonde perked an eyebrow, looking at Caleb with a rather dangerous glint in her eye, "I must have missed the wedding." Saluting the man sarcastically, as she casually started to play with the lobe of her ear.

A large part of Lola screamed that she shouldn't touch the vodka, but she was just so bored she would have scratched her own eyes out just for one minute of entertainment. Entertainment, and a temporary escape from her current predicament. Which in all honesty, was still sinking in. Taking a generous sip, she set the bottle back down carefully. It had also occurred to her that this whole scenario would destroy her love life. Or lack of it.

"I'm starting to hate this movie." Lola subconsciously pouted out her bottom lip, tilting her head to the side as she exhaled a rather elongated sigh. The blonde's thoughts turning to Jack as the palpable tension was just all too apparent. He was a jerk, but he was a very good looking jerk. Stretching, Lola arched her back a little, deciding to be an ass and pinch Caleb on the fleshy part of his leg. The young woman could be a real minx when she was bored. Well, she had to entertain herself somehow, didn't she?

"You suck at entertaining. I'd give you a big zero out of ten. It's a good thing that you're a love em' and leave em' type of guy. You don't have to worry about being amusing." With a small but delightful smirk, she squeezed Caleb's cheek, "How's the head?"