QueenOfWands

Test Test Test (QueenOfWands)

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𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓁XX & XXℜ𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔬 ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬

"𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔞!"

"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"
"𝔑𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱!"

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"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢!"
"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉?"
"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔱!"
"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀."

"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯!"
"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯??"

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Arthur was too distracted by his thoughts to pay much attention to his surroundings. How he didn’t end up killing someone else in the run surprised Arthur upon his arrival to Jacob’s home. When Arthur found himself in the scene, present with his two friends, and one unconscious, Terrance was shaking his head rapidly, making notes on a piece of paper. He seemed to be angrily mumbling things under his breath. Terrance’s eyes shot up when Arthur walked in the room, and he began to charge him, his arms extended to attack his throat. ”And you! Why weren’t you answering your fucking phone??” Arthur threw up his two arms, blocking off Terrance. Alexander had to jump on Terrance’s back to pull him off. ”Terrance! Cool it! It isn’t going to fix anything!” At this point, Arthur was thoroughly confused. His eyes drifted back to the unconscious body of Jacob on the futon. Obviously unconscious from heavy opioid use.

”He was trying to call you, Arthur! Why weren’t you answering?” Arthur’s cold eyes locked back onto Terrance, he was feeling significantly attacked right now, and for what? He didn’t do anything wrong. In fact, he was doing what Terrance would probably be praising him for. ”I was busy.” Was all that Arthur revealed. Now was not the time for Terrance to “praise” Arthur on a job well done hooking up with a girl. As Terrance began to cool it more, he walked to the table, picking up a glinting object, and throwing it towards Arthur. Arthur caught it quickly and glanced down at the ruby necklace. It looked familiar but wasn’t really ringing any bells in his mind.

”Do you know what that is?” Terrance stated. Arthur just shook his head. ”That was the greatest mistake that Jacob made in his life. I’ll tell you. That is the necklace Jacob gave Alyssa to ‘confess his love’ to her. And now he has it again. That means they talked” Alexander was becoming visibly uncomfortable and nervous. Arthur still wasn’t quite processing what Terrance was getting at, throwing the necklace back over to him. What did it matter? A stupid necklace? ”What does this have to do with Jacob like this?” Terrance shook his head and let out an exhausted yell. ”If you’re not a spy then you don’t know shit! I sweat, all three of you are as thick as molasses! Slow as it too!” Arthur crossed his arms, but didn’t allow himself to lose his cool. Great, he was going to go on one of his “spy” tirades. It always seemed like Terrance knew more than everyone else, but if he knew so much, and he wanted his friends to know, why didn’t Terrance just tell him everything to begin with.

”I told Jacob when he first started hooking up with Alyssa to stop seeing her. Her family is trouble, I’m telling you. He wouldn’t listen and he caught feelings. I finally convince him to break things off, and he goes running back to her! I bet you anything he told her everything” He sat back down, flipping thoroughly threw a notebook on his desk. Told her everything? Told Alyssa everything? As in, who he is? What his family does? Arthur felt his face go white. Did Jacob tell Alyssa about the rest of them? About his spy, thief, and assassin friends? Arthur took a few steps closer, looking at Jacob laying unconscious. ”Why was he calling me then?” Terrance shrugged. ”Probably figured his first friend in the entire world would be able to talk him out of his stupid decision… I don’t know.”

”Terrance, it is obvious you know more than you are telling us.” Arthur stepped closer to him, trying to look into the notebook he was holding. Defensively, he held it to his chest. Their eyes locked for a second and Arthur jumped on Terrance, knocking him to the ground. The two struggled and fought for a while, rolling back and forth until Arthur finally ripped the book away, throwing it to Alexander, who at first almost dropped it. Arthur kept Terrance pinned down. ”What is in it, Alex?”

”Don’t read it!!” Alex’s eyes bounced back and forth between Arthur and Terrance for a second, before quickly flipping through the pages and scanning them. Terrance relaxed in defeat, huffing his breath in annoyance. ”This is above your family’s pay, Myles.” Arthur was slightly caught off guard. Terrance had never referred to him by his last name before.

”Target- Robert Brady, DEA Agent. Father of Alyssa Brady.” Alex’s eyes continued down the page. ”Target- Gisel-“ Alex’s voice stopped in his throat, dropping the notebook to the ground and charging at the three on the floor. ”YOU BASTARD! YOU ARE PUTTING A HIT OUT ON MY GIGI!!!!” Alex pounced on Arthur and Terrance, and another wrestle ensued. Terrance was trying to reach for the book, while fending off Alex, who pulled his hair and punched at his chest. Arthur was trying to pull of Alex from Terrance, while also reaching out for the notebook. Arthur was fast enough to snatch up the notebook, his eyes scanning it more. The third listed target on the list was Evelyn Esperanza, it had already been crossed out and PENDING was written on the side. There were many other names and descriptions on the page, but Arthur was too pissed to pay them much mind, throwing the notebook off to the side. Arthur scooped up Terrance by the collar of his shirt and pinned his back to the wall. ”Explain everything. Now!”

”Look, look, look! I don’t know everything! Everything you see in that notebook is what I know. My parents know more than me but won’t tell me. You know how that is Arthur. Your father never gives you all the information for your missions either!” Arthur nodded to Alex to grab the notebook and continue reading. The notebook goes on to mention Gigi being a hired mercenary, Alyssa’s father being a threat, and not much other details still regarding Eva’s mother or how she is tied into this. The notebook went on to connect Gigi with Helene, and somewhere it was written ‘Helene- Royalty? Mafia?’ Terrance began to explain beyond the book of how his family was relaying information to him from Europe on Helene. To keep them updated on her whereabouts, who she talked to, who she was with, etc. Robert Brady has been on their list for a long time as a favor for the Patrone family. The Flights family was being paid mad good money by the Patrone family to keep an eye on Brady and his family. The Myles family was being held on retainer to take him out when Terrance determined him to be too much of a security risk. ”What does my Gigi have to do with all of this??” Alex finally yelled out. Terrance rolled his eyes so hard in his head.

”She isn’t ‘yours’. She is only an enemy right now because she is a wild card. She can be bought off easily by the highest bidder. If she is protecting Helene now, she is fine. But if someone else tries to pay her off to go after Helene, then we have to be prepared to take a hit on her too. Your family again, Myles.” Arthur started to put down Terrance. Some things were starting to make sense, but not all of it was clicking. ”What does Evelyn have to do with any of this?” Terrance shrugged, fixing his clothes and wiping off any dirt that got on him from the wrestling. ”I told you everything I know… My parents just communicated to me that she has now become dangerous and needed to be eliminated. Speaking of… how is that mission going for you?” Terrance raised his eyebrows in an odd way. Was that supposed to mean? Did Terrance know about Evelyn and Eva’s relationship? Did he know that he had been with Eva this whole time? Arthur scowled, crossing his arms to his chest again. ”So, where does this leave us?”

”I swear I’m the only one here with brains. Alyssa for now is an enemy. We can’t let her get close to us. Too late for Mr. Addict on the futon.” Terrance nodded his head towards Jacob. ”Gigi is neutral territory. I have to keep an eye on her for any behaviorally changes towards Helene. If anything, Helene is the closest of any of them to be our ‘friend’. That is why I’ve been trying to get on her good side, while Jacob should have been doing that… But hey, gotta keep the best of the bunch for myself.” Terrance grinned slyly and winked, in reference to their fun the other night. ”She is involved in the Mafia in France, and if her family and Jacob’s family can start playing nice, it could mean really good stuff for all of us. Specifically, in regard to international relationships." Arthur noticed one name was missing from the list.

”Eva?” Was all that left his mouth. He wanted to know how she was involved in all this. Terrance just shrugged. ”I don’t think she knows anything… She is about as plain as they come. Just so happens her mom is a pretty big target.” Terrance’s words confirmed a nightmare for Arthur, he was going to have to take out Eva’s mother. So, what was their mode of action now? Arthur felt reassured that he could continue to see Eva without having to worry about her too much... except for those who are out to get her due to her relationship with Arthur now. But what about the rest of them? If Arthur continued to get close to Eva, then he would be close to the other three as well... Did any of them know what he did for a living? Or Terrance? Or Alex?.. But now Alyssa knew about Jacob.

There was some moaning behind the group and Jacob began to stir. All three of the friends rushed to Jacob’s side, checking on him. ”Jacob, buddy. You gotta tell us what you told Alyssa. How much does Alyssa know about us? Did you tell her anything about us??”

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Worried/Panicked
✖✖ I am At... Jacob's house -> Basement -> Room O-07
✖✖ I am With... Jacob, Terrance, and Alexander
✖✖ I am Thinking..."What should I do?..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black Jeans, white shirt, blue jacket, and shoulder holsters.

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

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𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓁XX & XXℜ𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔬 ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬

"𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔞!"

"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"
"𝔑𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱!"

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Five minutes. Five more minutes and Victoria, along with the rest of the student population of Oak Pointe High School, would be free. Free for the summer break. The teacher at the front of the room, seemed to drone on about something. What they were talking about, Vicky wasn’t so sure. She hadn’t be paying attention since they first opened their mouth and Victoria had sat her butt down in her seat. What was so possibly important for a teacher to continue a lecture all the way to the last minutes of the last class of the last day of junior year? The seconds ticked on when the crackle of the PA System came on, marking the end of day announcements. But the voice on the other end wasn’t the familiar one of Principal Smith. Oh no, it was the sound of a different force to be reckoned with.

”Goooooood Evening, Oaks Pointe High School! It is time for your end of year announcements!” The voice cheered through the speakers, causing a slight feedback from the loud voice. Everyone knew exactly who that voice belonged to, and that was notorious Ricardo Ignacio. ”In the next 5 minutes, we shall all be freed from the chains of our Masta’” Ricardo called out, adding a stereotypical plantation worker accent to the last word. Anyone who had been zoned out was now tuning into to the delusional ramblings of Ricky over the speaker. If one listened close enough, they could hear the banging of a door in the background. ”But it wouldn’t be a proper end of the school year without a proper sign off.” People were mumbling and whispering to each other, Vicky just having a cheeky grin on her face. That crazy bastard! He had told Vicky before that he was going to highjack the evening announcements. She bet him 500 bucks that he would get caught by administration before he could get to the speaker. She couldn’t believe he was able to do it. Amazing really! She shook her head, mouthing to some of the other people in the room. ”That sneaky bastard…”

”We all know that the yearbook superlatives are all BULLSHIT! No one cares who has the best smile, who has the coolest hair, who blah-blah-blah. That is why I’m presenting my own superlatives!” There was the sound of ruffling paper. In the Principal’s office, Ricardo sat at the Principal’s chair, his feet propped up onto the desk. The door to the office was not only locked, but he had tucked a chair under the doorknob as well. The Principal, just outside the door, continued to pound away at the door jiggling the handle, and yelling obscenities. ”Authority Figure with the dirties mouth goes to our very own Principal Smith! If you have fallen to his wrath, you know the man isn’t short on a rainbow of vocabulary!” A few students snickered, and even Vickly slowly clapped for her friend, wow he was really going for it. All students and teachers had stopped what the were doing, some with their mouths agape, listening to Ricardo.

”Hottest Body goes to the Queen B herself, Victoria Steel! She can get any man’s corazóne, that is ‘heart’ for you uneducated types. No girl is more deserving for the title. Big round of applause to Vickyyyy!” At this point Victoria began to blush, shaking her head. A few people were staring at her, and some of the more belligerent jock types were hooping and hollering, banging on the table in agreement like the apes they were. ”You punk bastard.” Was all she could get out.

”Biggest Loser goes to Finn Jeffeson! If you don’t know who that is- No worries, you aren’t missing much! Big hand everyone to our biggest loser.. uh, what was his name again?” A lot of people looked around, quizzically. Most people didn’t know the name, but those who did couldn’t help but cover their mouths in an attempt to suppress laughter. ”Biggest Wannabe goes to our sweet little Alice Weather! If anyone tried harder at being someone- they would actually be someone. Congratulations, Alice Weatheeeer!” The ‘superlatives’ continued like this until one minute before the bell rang. ”Last, and most certainly not least- Your wonderful host- Ricardo Ricky Ignacio wins most irresistible classmate! It has been an absolute pleasure, and I look forward to one more retched year with you delinquents!” Ricardo clapped loudly over the speaker, causing more feedback.

”Congratulations to everyone who participated this year! Ask your closest barbie doll or meat head about my party tonight. Every one, including some of you losers are invited. GOODBYE OAKS POINTE HIIIIIIIGH!” With that the bell rang, and eager students began to flood out into the hallways, gossiping and laughing about the stupid, silly, and perverse superlatives that everyone got. The speakers were still on when a loud bang echoed over them ”SUSPENSION! EXPULSION! I SWEAR TO GOD, I’LL SEND YOU AND YOUR BEAN PICKING FAMILY BACK TO-“ And the speaker cut off. Alone in the office, the chair at the door had been overturned, and a red-faced man stood screaming at the cheeky Columbian sitting at the desk. ”If you think you’re going to get away with that little stunt, you have another thing coming to you, Ricardo Ignacio!!”

Outside in the student parking lot, students gathered around. Either talking frantically about the summer or trying to get their car out of the crowded parking lot. A few jocks and cheerleaders hung around Vicky, asking this and that about her plans for the summer. Everyone wanted to hang out with her, but none of them really mattered to much for her. In her hand she was counting out the 500 dollars she was going to have to hand over the Ricardo. Given just a little more time, the Columbian walked over with quite a bit of skip in his step. Of course he got off scot-free for something that anyone else would be expelled for. ”Give me a moment, girl and guys. I need to correspond with my ‘King’.” She joked before approaching the Spaniard alone, outstretching the 500 dollars to Ricardo. His grin seemed to widen as he took the money, counting it all in his hands. ”And you don’t think I’d do it! You didn’t believe in me! It crushes my heart that you didn’t believe in Ricardo Ignacio!” He feigned heartbreak, and continued counting the money, before shoving it back into his pocket. They frequently had bets like these, 500 dollars really wasn’t that much money given how much their families were worth combined.

”Your little superlatives were entertaining, but I think you got one wrong. I definitely should have gotten most irresistible classmate.” Ricardo’s eyes shifted slyly up to Victoria’s, as she pulled out a compact to check her make-up and puff up her hair with some more volume. She was drop dead gorgeous, all right. But Ricardo was just as stunning in his masculinity. ”I don’t know about that, hermosaaaa. I am quite the catch… bigger a catch than you in my eyes.” Ricardo grinned wildly and crossed his arms. They were both a kind of force to be reckoned with, and their little scrimmages among each other could end in a multitude of ways. Although a bet usually was the more common, tamer outcome. ”Are you up for another bet then? Something to keep us entertained this summer?” Ricardo raised his eyebrow, his interest greatly peaked.

”I bet you anything, that I can get any guy on campus before you could get any girl on campus.” This was an interesting bet and Ricardo pondered on it for a second. He wasn’t denying the fact that Victoria was a very charming and attractive girl. And she wasn’t wrong, she could get any male classmate to do her little biddings. She could have anyone, and she knew that. Ricardo was irresistible, sure, but a lot of girls tended to know that with him came trouble. He was going to have to make this easier for himself. ”Sounds interesting… but let’s make it more interesting. The person you have to charm by the end of the summer is…” His eyes began to scan the crowd of students collecting in the parking lot. Every face his eyes landed on were either guys that Vicky had already charmed, had wrapped around her finger, or easily would have dropped everything they were doing to appease her. But then, his eyes fell on his favorite chew toy. A guy who knew better about falling for a girl like Victoria. One that it would be hard for her to charm. ”Finn Jefferson.” He pointed in the distance, and Victoria’s eyes followed, spotting the blue haired nobody across the parking lot. Her stomach turned as if she would puke. He was the biggest loser on campus! A nobody! His family was broke and he was boring. She started to feel a bit nervous. He wasn’t the kind of guy that would be easy for her to turn the charm on for, that was for sure. But her eyes quickly darted to a girl standing beside him, and she smiled.

”Fine, but then you have to charm… Alice Weather.” She nodded to the girl that was standing with Finn, a smile growing on Vicky’s face. Victoria knew that Alice was too good of a girl to be caught up in Ricardo’s antics. And even Ricardo showed a shred of doubt looking at the silver haired Alice. Sure, Ricardo recognized the fact that Alice had a smoking body, but he knew the kind of girl she was. Little Miss Perfect, better than everyone because of her “pure heart”. But which one would be harder to charm? Ricardo’s eyes turned back towards Vicky, rubbing his chin and pondering on it for a few seconds. Maybe he could make it a very large bet to try and scare her out of it. He couldn’t look like a coward to back down out of a bet. ”If I win… you’ll owe me… ten THOUSAND dollars.” Ricardo extended his hand to confirm the deal. This caught Victoria slightly off guard. This was the biggest monetary bet that the two had ever came to terms on. But she couldn’t back down, make him think that she wasn’t everything she hyped herself up to be. ”And If I win, $10,000 for me as well.” Victoria grabbed Ricardo’s hand, both shaking hands in agreement, not knowing how much their craving for bets would affect their entire summer.

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"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢!"
"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉?"
"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔱!"
"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀."

"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯!"
"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯??"

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

I am also going to be putting up the first post. I will be editing the 0th post with time, and also work on the decoration for my post. Since I had 3 hours of boredom, I created the first post. So I'm going to throw it up here so you can read it, and that you aren't waiting on me just because of decorations.

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

After Waiting 3 Hours, I am finally getting this thread started.

@Grey Doll

vam·pir·ism [1x1]

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『 "Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker's reflection." 』

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Annabel’s eyes shifted to the brown-haired boy who was responding to “Ralphy”, as he called him. It was quickly that Annabel concluded that this guy had to be the high school’s resident stud. Football jock, tall, handsome. He seemed to have all of that. But Annabel was no stranger to attractive people. Given her own looks and her bright personality, she tended to be able to merge “into the pack” relatively quickly. But her eyes couldn’t help but linger a little longer than they probably should have, in reference to Jackson. ”Aaaah, Jackson! Just because people stop believing in the monster under the bed, doesn’t mean it goes away!” Ralph laughed and playfully patted Annabel’s center back. Annabel was still a bit confused by these statements. Ghost stories? Monster under the bed? ”Have I been transferred back to elementary school?” She just chuckled and grinned.
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”No worries, girly. You’ll be in on our jokes soon enough!” Girly? Had this guy already forgotten her name? But it didn’t seem to phase Annabel all too much. He seemed to still be focusing some on the brunette boy in front of her. Ralph, being quick to notice things, quickly grabbed Jackson on the shoulder, patting it roughly. ”I was just talking to Jackson here about my party this weekend. Big even for all the seniors. You should come, girly. It’ll be the best way for you to learn more about us and get to know everyone. Although the people that matter most are sitting right in front of you.” Ralph smirked playfully at the young girl, her eyes finally shifted away from Jackson and jumped fact to face from sporty jock to preppy cheerleader. ”Well then, I’m Annabel. You can call me Anna though. And, I look forward to this party.” Her eyes landed on Jackson again, just as the bell rang for homeroom classes to start. Annabel got lost in the crowd of moving bodies, and Ralph threw a wide arm around Jackson’s shoulder.

”She was TOTALLY checking you out, my main man. You gotta make sure she makes it to my party this weekend… which means I expect you to be there as well!” He strongly patted Jackson’s shoulder. Yes, Annabel’s eyes had been checking him out, but she was still determing to herself is she should focus her time on catching a single guy’s attention, when she had a whole new school to start meeting.

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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All gears were in motion now, and no matter how many times Arthur’s phone rang for him attention, he wasn’t going to give it away from Eva. The only things there were at the moment were him, her, and his animalistic urges to pounce. She said so few words, but it was enough to drive him crazy. Her little gasps just motivating Arthur even more. She pulled him into a kiss, his first time kissing someone else. Her lips felt so soft on his, and it was just enough to push him over. In one swift movement, Arthur picked up Eva again and placed her back on the bed, pulling off the rest of her clothes. Leaving them in their own world.

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Not far away from this blissful endeavor, someone else’s life felt more like it was crumbling apart than finally coming together. Jacob walked, walked, and walked, attempting to call Arthur several times. But he wouldn’t answer. Come on! What was he busy doing? Jacob knew he was just staking-out a house, what could be pulling his attention away? He NEEDED to talk to Arthur about what just happened, the mistake he just made. He was the only one he could trust to right now. No way could he tell his family he just exposed their biggest secret. One that they were able to keep quiet for so long. He couldn’t tell Alexander, because he was a loud mouth and would just tell Terrance. And Terrance… if Terrance knew what he did. Everything around him seemed to melt away into darkness. The grass looked more gray than green, and the sun was less an inviting symbol of life, and more an impending hellfire. Jacob felt empty, as if his entire body had been swallowed whole by a black hole. Hours seemed to pass of his walking in painful silence before reaching his home. It felt significantly less inviting than it had his entire life. The house appeared immaculate and spotless, honestly too clean for a house that supposedly had 5 sons. Where were the dirty clothes strewn around? The left-out papers and schoolwork? The messy shoeprints?

There were none, and Jacob unlocked the door to the basement, leading from the kitchen. Down bellow the surface of the home was a series of hallways and rooms. Each room worked as a separate storage for the different drugs moving through the city. Weed, Cocaine, Heroin, Opiates, you name it, the Patrone family had it. In the central room stood a desk with a young man, smoking a joint. He was counting some money and filling out a kind of journal entry, keeping track of the money counted. The young man turned his attention to Jacob as he came down the stairs, noticing the void that appeared in his brother’s eyes. ”Woah, lillebror, what is wrong?” He turned his attention away from his notebook, looking at Jacob. Jacob’s eyes didn’t move, and his face barely moved when he spoke up.

”Just taking some stuff for myself…” Jacob’s older brother, Isaac, raised an eyebrow before grabbing his notebook to take a note. ”Alright, you took quite a bit of hash the other day… but I’ll see if I can spread it around elsewhere. I can probably sneak you a few more G’s without peaking interest in dad. You know- we gotta sell this stuff, not hand it out to our friends.“ Jacob shook his head quickly, once again peaking interest in Isaac. Jacob grew a little anxious before speaking. ”I’m getting something else.” This seemed to send a red flag in the air above Isaac’s head. ”What, like cocaine? Do high schoolers do that shit now? When I was young that didn’t start popping around until I was in college.”

Jacob shook his head again, ”No, not cocaine. I need something different, like opioids.” Isaac leaned back more in his chair, rubbing his chin while observing his younger brother. It wasn’t uncommon in their family to occasionally sample their products that passed through their vicinity. They had to make sure they were moving out the best product for their consumers. Isaac seemed to jot down something in his notebook, not looking back up at his brother. It was very obvious that Jacob was trying to numb out the pain that was eating him alive. ”We just got a shipment in form China. Pretty good stuff. I can sneak you enough to get you high… but don’t get carried away, Jacob.” With that, Isaac turned back to his calculations, leaving Jacob to his devices, as he wandered down one of the hallways towards the Opiates. Once he disappeared around a corner, Isaac pulled out his phone, and shot Terrance a message. I’m about to leave my house. Busy Stuff. You need to come here and check on Jacob. Room O-07. With that, Isaac collected the money on the table, his notebook, and ascended the stairs back to the outside world.

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”Check on Jacob? What could be up with him?” Terrance spoke up, laying in his bed, and reading over the text from Isaac. Helene was still lying beside him in bed, as she didn’t really have anywhere to go without her car. Terrance called Jacob- no answer. Terrance sighed loudly and began to climb out of bed, throwing on clothes from the night before. ”Last night was fun, Hel, but I gotta get moving. I’ll drop you off at your place and you can keep trying to reach your friends.” Terrance walked out, expecting to find his house completely trashed. But much like Jacob’s home, it looked perfectly spotless. ”Alexander! We gotta go!” Terrance called to his sleeping friend on the couch, shaking his arm roughly.

”Anything for you, Gigi!” Terrance grit his teeth and smacked Alexander’s face, jolting him awake. ”I’m up! I’m up!” Alexander stretched himself and collected his things, and headed out with Terrance, Helene in tow as well. After dropping off Helene, Terrance winked at her. ”Let’s get together again soon, you hear?” He waved quickly, and tore down the, towards Jacob’s home. It would only take about 45 minutes for them to arrive, enter the home, and find room O-07 in the Patrone’s basement. The room was full of shipping boxes, which they could only assume was full of some kind of drug their family was trafficking. They weren’t unfamiliar with the Patrone’s work and their basement, having been there a few times to pick up weed with Jacob.

On the opposite side of the room was a futon, where Jacob was curled up. It looked as if he were sleeping, but in reality, he was completely doped up. Terrance sighed shaking his head, while Alexander quickly moved to Jacob’s side, checking his breathing and pulse. ”Oof.. Jacob is going to be gone on a long trip, it seems.” Alex stated, examining his friend’s condition and the opium pipe that laid on the floor beside him. ”Oh what the hell, when did this happen? He hasn’t acted out like this since… since…” Terrance was starting to put a few numbers together and got on his knees beside Jacob, trying to shake him awake. ”Terrance, he isn’t going to wake up that easily. He is practically in comatose!”

Terrance was shaking his head rapidly. ”Goddamnit, Jacob! What did you say to her?? Alex, call Arthur and tell him he needs to get his ass here. Now! We have to do damage control.”

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God, Arthur could really go for a cigarette right about now. Arthur stared up at the ceiling of Eva’s room. His heart had steadied and so had his racing hormones. One of his hands was playing with Eva’s hair, who was now sleeping beside him. She looked so beautiful and peaceful beside him. He wanted to stay there forever, and relive their little actions over and over in his head. Ever movement, every feeling. Arthur heard the sound of his phone vibrating in his pants pockets on the floor. Turning as to not disturb Eva, he grabbed it up and checked the screen, as it was flooded with missed calls and messages. The first one he saw was from his father. He quickly swiped it away, not wanting to deal with that right now. The rest were several missed calls from Jacob, and a missed call just now from Alex. Preparing to keep his voice low, he called Alex back.

”- it’s Arthur. Hello?? Arthur!” There was a shuffling and scuffing sound on the other end of the line as the phone was grabbed away. ”Get to Jacob’s now! O-07.” There was more scuffing sounds as the phone was ripped back to Alex. ”Arthur he is ODing! Get here now!!” Alexander’s voice sounded panicked and Arthur’s heart felt like it had leapt into his throat. What the hell? What did they mean he was ODing? What the hell happened?

Moving quickly, but still trying to avoid waking Eva, he grabbed his pants and pulled them back on, leaving any trash he had from earlier on the floor. He probably broke a speed record for grabbing his shirt, shoulder holsters, and jacket from the bathroom, making it out the front door, and straight to the unmarked vehicle before flying down the street. He couldn’t think of Eva now, his only thoughts were on his best friend. ODing? But Arthur had just seen him earlier today, they were staking out the Esperanza house together! Arthur remembered that Jacob left very suddenly and abruptly, so did that have to do with anything? Arthur felt his heart sinking in his chest, remembering Evelyn and Eva. But he couldn’t focus on the mission right now, he sped through roads and lights, all he could think about was checking on his friend. ”Idiot. Don’t you fucking die!”

The phone was hung up abruptly and Terrance crossed his arms, glaring at Alex. ”Why would you say that?? He isn’t ODing. If anything he is just having a hell of a good trip… and is in for a rude awakening soon enough.” Terrance turned his head, glaring at the resting Jacob.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:[1]little brother
✖✖ I Feel... Worried/Panicked
✖✖ I am At... Unmarked Car heading to Jacob's house.
✖✖ I am With... Myself
✖✖ I am Thinking..."I want her so bad!"
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black Jeans, white shirt, blue jacket, and shoulder holsters.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Eva’s hand was so soft in his. These simple touches always seemed to cause Arthur’s heart to sore through the air. His eyes followed each lock of her hair as they fell around her shoulders, she was truly perfect in every way- a Goddess among men. And she was staring at him! Or specifically his chest! It rose and fell slowly with each of Arthur’s smooth breaths. He had been debating whether or not to be flexing when he walked in, to make himself appear larger. But he decided against it as he felt like it was lying to Eva. He would rather she see him how he is. It wasn’t like she was hiding anything about her body… besides its appearance under her clothes. He couldn’t lie to himself, he wanted those clothes to be off her right now. He squeezed her hand slightly in his, taking a few more steps closer to her and leaning his face down to her ear. ”I will always come for you, skön…” His lips brushed against Eva’s ear and moved down towards her jaw, leaving a quick kiss on her jaw. He couldn’t stand it anymore, he wanted her right then and there.

In a swift movement, he grabbed Eva under her butt with one hand, and supported her back with another, lifting her up from the ground. He walked over to a bare part of the wall and pushed her back against it for support. His hands moved down her thighs and lifted her thighs up, so she could wrap them around his waist. As he did this, his lips began to attack Eva’s neck again, except on the other side this time. His hand that had been supporting her back snaked around to her front, playing with the bottom of her tank top. But without hesitation, he slipped his hand into her tank top, moving it up her soft skin and straight to her breast. He took in a sharp breath, feeling the bare, soft skin in his hands. So, she hadn’t been wearing a bra? That thought just seemed to get him going even more, as he began to knead it a little bit harder, but still trying to avoid hurting her. It was hard, balancing out his want to ravage her, right then and there, and also keeping it slow and gentle for her. The condom in his pants pocket burned on his thigh, he was sure he would have it permanently imprinted on his thigh. His breaths quickened, and his heart was pounding in his chest. And he was fairly certain he could feel Eva’s heart pounding with his as well. God, he wanted to fuck her then and there.

His hand that had been holding her up by her butt, and subsequently had been playing with the edge of her panties under her skirt, began to move down towards the pocket where the condom was. But while reaching for it, he could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket. The only time anyone ever called his number was if it was important, and for a split-second Arthur felt worried. No, not now! Don’t interrupt this, not now! It seemed that every time they got started, something was stepping in between them. Arthur knew it was dangerous to ignore a phone call, like he had missed the night before. But he wanted to keep his focus on Eva, on the moment, on her body. He had to press his hips harder into her once his hand had stopped holding up her butt, to keep her from sliding down the wall. He snaked his hand around in his pocket before precuring the condom, bringing it to his mouth and biting down on the corner. With one swift movement of his hand, he tore it open. He maintained eye contact with Eva while he did this. He discarded the torn part of the wrapper to the nearby trashcan, just barely missing the rim. ”If you want me to stop… say so.” The same words echoed from Arthur’s lips, as he waited for an ‘all clear’ from Eva. It was taking all of his strength to wait on her response.

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Jacob felt his heart sinking in his chest. Did Alyssa mean… her dad was a DEA agent? It felt as if time had stopped and he shivered slightly at the revelation. It was at this point that Jacob finally stopped looking at Alyssa and stared out the opposite window. Stupid! Idiot! He had just given everything to her. He had just told everything, his entire family’s secret, to the daughter of a DEA agent. There was an echo in the back of Jacob’s mind, an “I-told-you-so” from Terrance about telling Alyssa the truth. How could he be so stupid and blind? This wasn’t a romance novel. This was the real world. What had he expected? That she would just forgive him, run into his arms, and now he would have a woman who accepted him, even at the prospect of him inheriting a drug cartel? That she would suddenly change all her values and thoughts, and become the wife of a Drug Lord? His fists clinched tightly in his hands. He couldn’t look at her. He couldn’t face anyone now, not her, and not his family. Oh, if his family knew the stupid stunt he just pulled…

”I see.” That was all that Jacob could respond to the situation. He still wanted her. But at the same time… it felt like she wasn’t budging on her stance. It didn’t matter what he said, what he offered. It seemed Alyssa already made her mind up about him and their future. He just felt guilty for exposing his family’s secret. Could he trust her not to tell? Or was she going to turn around and report him to her father as soon as she got home? He turned off the radio, there wasn’t anything else to hide about their conversation. She placed the necklace in his hand, and he felt his entire body go numb. He fought hard against the tears welling up in his eyes, as he couldn’t stop staring at the necklace. He couldn’t say anything else as he climbed out of the car, not looking back at Alyssa. He tucked his hands in his pockets, and walked away from the vehicle, shaking his head. Stupid… stupid… stupid… He pulled his phone out of his pocket, and began to call Arthur, the waterworks now overflowing, as Jacob couldn’t stop them.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:[1]beautiful
✖✖ I Feel... Exited and Turned On
✖✖ I am At... Eva's house -> Eva's room
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."I want her so bad!"
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black Jeans.

Test Test Test (QueenOfWands)

Ricardo Ignacio

I look like...

I am controlled by...

QueenOfWands

My name is...

Ricardo “Ricky” Ignacio

I was born...

April 7th

I am...

18

I am also...

Columbian/Spanish

I was born under the sign of...

Aries

Last time I checked, I was...

6'0

Isn't it obvious?...

Male

I am like this...

► Stubborn
► Demanding
► Charming
► Arrogant
► Thrill-Seeking
► Tough Exterior

My story goes a little something like this...

People always blame the Mexicans. Mexicans steal jobs! They bring drugs! They destroy our country! And funnily enough, Ricky would be one of the few to stand next to these angry, conservative types. Cheering them on. Why was that? If everyone focused their attention on the Mexicans, then no one will look at the Columbian passing on drugs to their children and loved ones. That was what the Ignacio family had been doing for as far back as they can remember. The drug trade was fruitful, and it wasn’t going to stop any time soon.

Ricardo was rich, in the simplest term. His family made millions laundering money through their “Fortune 500 Company”. It was risky business, but it was exhilarating work. Ricardo was born into this life, and he was often thankful for it. He loved working hustles and deals. It was also advantageous to him, learning who had an addiction and using it to get what he wanted. Just as his parents were “bullies” to drug using citizens around Oak Pointe, Ricardo was a well-known bully around Oak Pointe High School. At least he was that to any loser and nobody that walked his sacred halls. He ruled the school and had the following to maintain it. He even had the coked-up Principal under his thumb of control.

To everyone else, he was the cool guy. The one who threw the wildest parties, did the crazy stunts at school, got all the attention, and got all of the girls he wanted. Well, besides the ruling Queen Bee herself, Vicky. But they had a mutual respect for one another, since meeting Freshman year. Though they can but heads, they are the known King and Queen of Oak Pointe Campus.

I really like...

♥ Spicy Foods
♥ Smoking and Drinking Alcohol
♥ Throwing Crazy Parties
♥ Getting New Tattoos
♥ Making New Drug Deals
♥ Loud Music
♥ Making People Laugh
♥ Stirring Up Trouble & Fighting

I really don't like...

✗ Snitches, they get stitches.
✗ People Who Lie to Him
✗ People Who Think They are Better Than Him
✗ Goody-two-shoes
✗ Sweet Candies
✗ School

Well...

◄ Very Loud, he has to be heard by everyone.
◄ Conceited, he doesn’t care what happens to others if it benefits himself more.
◄ Heavy Drinking/Drug use, personal issues leave this as a weakness.
◄ Violently Aggressive, he can have a very short fuse.

Oh, by the way...

Ricardo is always packing. He keeps a Glock tucked in his pants at all times, and a knife in his right pocket. He has a mutual pact with the Queen B, Victoria “Vicky” Steel

Victoria Steel

I look like...

I am controlled by...

QueenOfWands

My name is...

Victoria “Vicky” Steel

I was born...

October 25th

I am...

17

I am also...

French, American Born

I was born under the sign of...

Scorpio

Last time I checked, I was...

5’6

Isn't it obvious?...

Female

I am like this...

► Flirtatious
► Popular
► Drop-Dead Gorgeous
► Cunning
► Cultured
► Bossy/Bitchy

My story goes a little something like this...

]Vicky had been the coolest girl in school since first grade. Even at a young age, she radiated beauty and charm. Everyone fell in love with her, classmates, teachers, friends. It didn’t matter. She was like honey and they were like flies. Growing older, and becoming more feminine, Vicky learned that with her beauty came great responsibility. Boys through themselves at her feet, and she knew that they would do anything to get her attention, or to impress her. So she would use them to her advantage. Do her homework, buy her lunch, the works. She was the Queen, and everyone ran to do her bidding. Even girls wanted to be her “friend” in a hope that it would make them popular in relation.

When she met little Alice, Vicky saw great potential in her. She was cute, and just needed a make-over. Vicky took her under her wing, believing that she could make her into a right-hand assistant. Even an actual friend, maybe. That was until Vicky started to notice how Alice was beginning to become popular. A little too popular. Almost to the point that Vicky began to feel her throne as Queen B could have been overturned, overthrown by her new apprentice. So what did Vicky do? Spread rumors of course! Mean, nasty, hate filled rumors that toppled Alice from her place, and restored Vicky’s once established order.

Victoria’s family is very well off yet aren’t around very often. Leaving Vicky to herself caused her to be a very independent woman at a young age. But she didn’t mind it. It just meant that there was no one “higher” than her in any regards. She could get away with just about anything. And if the school ever contacted her parents, they would just call her, give her a small verbal warning, and get back to whatever more important work they focused their time on.

I really like...

♥ Funny/Charming Guys
♥ Being Recognized for her Beauty
♥ Gossip, Starting it and Spreading it
♥ Make-Up
♥ Big Parties
♥ Vanilla Ice Cream with Chocolate Syrup
♥ Scary Movies

I really don't like...

✗ Prettier Girls
✗ Loser Boys
✗ People Not Threatened by Her
✗ Getting Her Make-Up Messed Up
✗ Being Caught in a Lie

Well...

◄ Liar, Vicky isn’t afraid to lie to get her way. And a few people knew this.
◄ Snobby, she doesn’t like poor people, or classless people. If they don’t have money, they don’t have anything
◄ Slutty, Vicky has never been afraid of using her sex appeal to get exactly what she wants.

Oh, by the way...

Victoria can be very observant. She has tabs on everyone at the school, from the highly esteemed Ricardo, to the lowly no-life, Finn. She knows everyone, and is always eager to dig up dirt on anyone and everyone.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

╔════════════╬ＡＲＴＨＵＲ ＺＡＶＩＥＲ ＭＹＬＥＳ╬════════════╗

 
Arthur’s eyes shot open at her little giggle and following statement. ”Take off whatever you like.” Arthur felt his head spinning from her, not so innocent, honey sweet words, and his face grew a healthy shade of pink. His hand became tense and stopped playing with the hem of her clothes. His eyes became locked on hers and it took all of his effort for him to still his breathing. Though his heart was pounding uncontrollably. Was… she asking him to take her clothes off? While they laid in bed together? He could hear the little voice of Terrance cheering in the back of his mind, but it was almost as if all functions had turned off in Arthur’s head. He couldn’t comprehend a statement like that right now. To pull off her skirt, her top, and see her panties and bra. Would they be white? Pink? Frilly? Black? Blue? Sexy? Cute? What if she wasn’t wearing anything under her clothes? The thought made his face grow hotter and a deeper red.

Or, was she asking him to take his clothes off?

There was a significantly big difference in these two things, but as he laid there he felt himself growing more and more hot. Oh god, why was it so hot in this room?? And it didn’t help that Arthur was still wearing his jacket. It had been fine when he sat in the car, cranking the AC at full blast. But now that he was stuck in normal room temperature, along with this hot feeling in the pit of his stomach, he felt like he was going to die. His mind was still trying to decipher if she was talking about her clothes or his, but the heat was making it harder for him to think straight. He felt like a lobster being cooked alive in a salted pot of boiling water. It didn’t help that it also felt like he had swallowed a handful of hot coals that now incubated in his stomach, and behind his cheeks.

”Hold on.” With that he shot out of the bed and ran out of the room, closing himself in the first bathroom he came across. The minute the door closed, Arthur threw off his blue jacket and tore off his shoulder holsters. He wrapped the holsters up inside the jacket before looking in the mirror at himself. God, how was he already so sweaty? He could see the stains on his chest and under his arms. Disgusted, Arthur pulled his shirt off and threw it onto his accumulating pile of clothes. Looking in the mirror, bare chested, Arthur grabbed a hand towel and began to pat away any left over sweat, and then washed his face. Arthur’s eyes scanned over his body. He wondered if she found him as sexually appealing as he found her. He wasn’t certain what it was that girls looked for in guys, physically. Alexander said that girls tended to care more about personality than looks. Jacob said once that girls liked strong guys, with big muscles. Terrance, being crude, said that girls liked a guy with a large… downstairs neighbor.

Arthur looked in the mirror longer. He didn’t have a good personality. In reality, he didn’t really feel like he had a “personality” besides being very serious. Muscular? His father was very muscular, and Arthur was too… but it was a more slim, athletic muscular. Not a beefed up, body-builder, almost like his dad. He flexed his arm and chest in the mirror, watching his muscles move under his skin. As for his… well, he wasn’t one to really compare and see if he was average or not. But what if it wasn’t good enough? Would she stop giving him attention like she was? All these insecurities were now sneaking up on him. What if she stopped showing this attraction to him if she realized who he really was. What he really did. You’re overthinking again. Stop thinking, just act! Arthur took a deep breath and left the bathroom, making his way back to the bedroom and standing in the doorway, now completely shirtless.

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Jacob’s heart was breaking in his chest, watching Alyssa get teared up. God, the pain was almost as bad as when they broke up. He understood that she probably wouldn’t trust him or believe him off the bat. It sounded like one very tall tale for a guy to spin to get a girl back. But he was telling the truth. No more secrets. His own father had to have gone through this same process with his mother, right? ”Until the day I die, I promise I will never break your heart again, Alyssa. You mean more to me than everything I just told you… that is why I’ve told you my biggest secret. Even if it puts me in danger.” He sat back in the car seat, sighing loudly. He felt better getting so much off his chest to Alyssa, but it didn’t reassure him knowing that she still wasn’t reciprocating feelings. He couldn’t imagine breaking her heart a second time. He would rather die that do that to her.

Turning back to Alyssa and staring into her eyes he finally spoke up again. ”I’ll do whatever you tell me to do. Whatever you think will make me worthy to you again. I will climb the highest mountain, I will sail the largest sea. I will find a way to walk on water for you. Tell me to jump, and I’ll ask how high. I just want you back… and I’ll do anything to get you back.” He was sincere in his statement, staring back at Alyssa with his big, bright eyes.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Exited and Turned On
✖✖ I am At... Eva's house -> Eva's room
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Am I enough for her?"
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black Jeans.