QueenOfWands

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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Terrance’s lips curled into a smile at Helene’s cheeky response. She was really good at teasing him, it seemed. They were truly a match made in heaven. Physically compatible, and humorously on the same wavelength. ”Hmmm, you don’t have to hide your attraction for me. I already know the answer, since you are here.” He leaned down and planted a strong kiss on her lips. Terrance felt like he was escaping the world when he was in Helene’s presence. All the issues with Arthur, Alexander, and Jacob seemed to melt away into white noise, there was only him and Helene. And he wanted her, so bad! He picked up Helene and began to attack her neck as he carried her up to his room. Ah, his sanctuary and den. He placed Helene on the all too familiar bed and instantly began to attack her clothes. They were impeding his natural endeavors and he grabbed the bottom of his shirt, flinging it off to the other side of the room.

Terrance’s hands slowly ran across Helene’s thighs, feeling the soft skin on his fingers. He had a cheeky grin on his face, and leaned in close to Helene, kissing along her chest and collarbone. ”Your body is so perfect…” He mumbled under his breath, letting his fingers and lips explore her entire body. Her body reminding him of those renaissance statues. Terrance didn’t know much about them beyond that. Though he was sure that Alexander knew a lot about those…

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Alexander’s heart and mood both seemed to perk up seeing that Gigi wasn’t concerned about Jacob, but was simply asking for Alyssa. His fingers tapped on the phone a little bit, looking over at Jacob, who was continuing to stir more and more at this moment. In fact, Jacob was starting to slowly sit up now, his eyes focused on the floor. He reached his hand forward to the ground, attempting to pick up the opium pipe. ”No, no, no. Jacob. No more! You gotta start sobering up!” Alexander kicked away the pipe from Jacob’s reach, and Jacob slumped over, defeated. Alexander’s heart was torn for his friend, and recited back the news to Jacob. ”You know… Alyssa isn’t doing so good right now either.” Jacob’s eyes shot up to Alexander, his eyes bloodshot and watery. His eyes moved to the coffee table where Alyssa’s ruby necklace laid, and his eyes began to water more.

”No! Don’t cry, Jacob… This doesn’t happen! Love always prevails and-“ Jacob sat up violently, grabbing the necklace and chucking it across the room, where it feel with small little clicks that echoed in the room. He didn’t want to look at the necklace or think about Alyssa at the moment, obviously. ”This isn’t a storybook, Alex. It is over. Said and done. She doesn’t want me any more… She doesn’t…” But he couldn’t get out the last of his sentence before he slumped over again on the couch. Alexander sighed and stood up from the ground and sat on the couch beside Jacob, shooting a text back to Gigi. She is sad about Jacob, right? This is really hard… it reminds me too much of Romeo and Juliet. Two lovers from completely different families… Alex froze up a little before messaging back. Is their fate inevitable? Referring to the fact that Romeo and Juliet could only be together after death, in order to escape their families and “be together forever”, alive they couldn’t be together… Is that why Jacob was trying to smoke so much opium?

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A key to an apartment with Eva? Well, that would just make his life easier. Rather than sneaking closely to keep an eye on her, an open invitation to visit her whenever was significantly more convenient. ”If you ever need me, just call me… I’ll be there as soon as I can.” His eyes softened and he pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head. He was so happy that the drama between his three friends, and her three friends were miles away, and he wasn’t going to allow it to interrupt their moment together. He felt for Jacob at the moment, but Arthur didn’t know what he could do for his friend. Or if he could do anything for his friend. It seemed that his destiny at the moment was set in stone. It was only for a few seconds that Arthur seemed distracted by the thought, before shaking the thoughts away. Arthur sighed and looked into Eva’s eyes. ”Eva… If someone did… something very bad to you, or someone you close to you. Do you think… you’d forgive them?” Arthur wasn’t sure why he asked this, it seemed to just slip from his lips. He wasn’t sure if he was asking a hypothetical to the relationship between Jacob and Eva’s friend Alyssa… or he was asking about the upcoming assassination of her mother. "Like... something normal people wouldn't forgive?"

╚══════╬ "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... Tired.
✖✖ I am At... Arthur's bedroom
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black Jeans.

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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A mischievous grin perked up in the corner of Victoria’s lips watching Finn’s reactions. He looked so cute at this moment, like a lost little kid in a supermarket. She took note at first of his wandering eyes, on her body. This confirmed one major thing for her- she was still able to charm him. It was lucky for both of them that the drinks had been flowing, because otherwise, the stars and planets couldn’t align for Victoria to be so flirty with Finn, and for Finn to not want to run away from her. Victoria began to see this as her chance to start making moves. Besides, the sooner she made moves, she hoped she could get ahead of Ricardo. Finn asked for a second about Alice, and Victoria had to try hard to prevent her emotions from showing, specifically distaste for that name. When he asked had she seen her, Victoria just shrugged. ”I only saw you come into the kitchen. She may just be socializing. Why? Is she your girlfriend?” Victoria inquired. At this point she smiled wildly, having to avoid allowing her malicious intentions show. She wouldn’t be surprised if the duo were dating. As Victoria noted earlier, they were practically conjoined at the hip like Siamese twins. It was a rare sight as of right now to see him all alone, his defense slightly down. If they were dating... oh, how absolutely satisfying would it be for Victoria to hook-up with Alice's boyfriend, just to spite her!

He seemed to ponder a while on whether or not he had played a drinking game. Was that really such a complicated question for him? Was he actually over thinking such an innocent question? While he seemed lost in thought, Victoria’s eyes shifted to some of her clique girls and she quickly whistled a tune to get their attention. Much like well-trained dogs, they turned their heads to her. She made a gesture with her hands and mouthed to them ‘Sip or Strip!’ The three girl’s eyes lit up and they turned their attention back to their respective guys. It was obvious that her minions began to ask their guys if they wanted to play ‘Sip or Strip!’ with them. It was all a resounding yes from the three guys. Victoria, turning back to Finn, finally got her answer. A drinking game virgin! This was going to be even more fun! ”Well, if you really enjoy drinking. You’ll enjoy playing with us. Come on then!” She reached forward and grabbed his hand, without giving him a chance to make up his mind, she pulled him away.

It didn’t take too long for the 4 girls and 4 guys to find a more… private place for them to play. The room strongly resembled an office, with a few bookshelves full of books- primarily in Spanish. There was a desk, a carpeted floor, a few other little decorations here and there. It helped the Ignacio family appear to be normal. On the floor, the three girls pulled their matches with them, and they began to form a circle on the carpet. Victoria made her way to the office desk and opened a drawer, pulling out a deck of cards. Most of the guys were looking at one another, sly grins all growing on their faces. They all knew what was coming, however Finn obviously wasn’t in on the joke. ”Oh! Sit, sit sit, Finn!” Victoria grabbed his shoulders gently, but pushed him down to sit on the floor. She quickly plopped down beside him, and crossed her legs. ”Finn here has never played ‘Sip or Stip!’ before.” Victoria announced to the group. Some of the girls giggled and the guys seemed to wink at Finn. Victoria began to focus on shuffling the deck while some of the more burly guys in the room began to shoot thumbs up to Finn. Victoria finished shuffling and began to deal out two cards to each player. ”It is like a fast paced poker, if you ever played. Pretty much the player with the strongest hand wins. All of the other losers either have to sip- as in take a swig from their drinks, or strip- well, that should be obvious.” Victoria giggled in a flirtatious manner. She scooted slightly closer towards Finn and began to lay out three additional cards on the ground. She picked up her own cards and compared. Between the cards in her hand, and the cards on the floor, she saw that she had 3 of a Kind. Not a bad hand on their first go around. People started to place their hands down. A few people had a high card, a few had a pair, and Victoria revealed her Three of a Kind, trumping the rest of them. A few laughs erupted, some of the guys and girls grabbed their drinks, taking a large swig of their drink. One of the girls spoke up, ”Aww… I left my drink in the living room!” She pouted, before she could start to get up, one of the guys stretched out their hands to stop her. ”Woah, woah, woah! You can’t go! Once the game starts, you gotta play until there is only one person left with clothes on. You forgot your drink- so you have to stirp, Chelsea! I’ll do it with you, if it makes you feel better!” The guy tore off his shirt, revealing his rather well tanned and muscular chest to the group. A few of the other girls cheered playfully, and even Victoria clapped in response. As Chelsea began to pull her filly top off exposing her bra, Victoria turned her attention to Finn. ”So? What is your hand?”

Out in the living room, Ricardo wasn’t very surprised when Alice suddenly pushed away from him, in an attempt to escape from him. He must have moved a bit too fast for her taste, much against his own liking. He needed to get this show on the road, get that dress off! He wasn’t about to let Victoria beat him. But he smiled as she began to siphon her drink. Ah, yes! Be a good girl and take your medicine, Ricardo thought. But she suddenly shoved it back in his hand. She didn’t drink all of it, but no worries. It seemed it was already working its charms as she tried to push through the dancing crowd. It must have really been working, because she probably circled the room three times before finally finding the back sliding glass door. Wow, she looked so adorable when intoxicated like that, and an animalistic instinct seemed to wake up within Ricardo. Oh no, she ran away from him! It was a good thing though, the Ricardo enjoyed the thrill of the chase. To be a predator stalking on his innocent, unaware prey. He threw away the cup and the rest of its contents, grabbed a beer from a nearby cooler, and coolly followed Alice to the back door. Outside most of the guys were still passing around a joint, being caught off guard from the sudden appearance of Alice. ”Alice. Be careful. I don’t want you to trip on the steps.” Ricardo touched Alice’s hips again, but only to help steady her and take a step down from the house and into the backyard.

Some would describe Ricardo’s backyard as a tropical paradise. There was a large infinity pool, a hot tub, tiki lights, a few hammocks, and a few tables set up for beer pong and other drinking games of the sort. A few people noticed Alice come out, and a few of them cheered and waved. Although Finn was a nobody, Alice wasn’t completely an outcast. There were plenty of other people who recognized her and knew she had never been to one of Ricardo’s legendary parties before. There were a handful of people swimming around in the pool too. Some of them were in swimsuits, as they knew prior to the party that they would want to go swimming. Although there were a few guys and girls who were only wearing their underwear, or panties and bras for the girls. A few swam to the side, watching Alice walk out. ”Hey! Alice! I didn’t know you were here! Come get in the pool with us!” A girl cheered out and Ricardo grinned towards Alice. ”It is very hot out! Even after the sun has set! It would feel good to cool off in the pool, don’t you think?” Ricardo tried to coax Alice with his voice. Ricardo was recognizing the fact that he couldn’t linger too long with Alice, or she would start to show signs of being uncomfortable, much to his own dismay. So he walked away from her, joining his friends to have a few more hits from the passing joint. But, Ricardo also kept a close, eagle eye on Alice from a distance. He knew that she was starting to feel the effects of the roofie, and he had to make sure that no other predators tried to swoop in and steal his prey. So he called to her from a distance. ”Take it easy for once, Chica! You’re always so high-strung! Let loose!”

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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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Terrance noticed an unfamiliar car in his driveway. It looked brand-spanking-new. At first glance he grew a little nervous. Was he walking in on someone checking out his house? Terrance felt a red flag go in the air, and he reached into his glove compartment, pulling out his own hand gun. He climbed out of the car, but just as he stepped out, the other unknown car opened up too. And there popped out the little red head of the evening. He quickly reached behind himself, moving his shirt, and tucking the gun into the back of his waist band. It was a good thing he was significantly less trigger happy than Alexander. He untucked his shirt as to let it conceal his gun behind him. Helene made a comment about Eva being brought home somewhere, and Terrance grind. ”He shot like a bat out of hell when he called Eva. Your friend must be a good lay to get him running like that.”

He smiled and laughed, snaking his hand around her hip again. It felt amazing holding Helene in his arms again, and his mind raced back to the other night and their endeavors. He led Helene into the house, closing the door gently behind him. ”You got here pretty fast- In fact, got here before myself. Am I that good of a lay for you then, Hel?” He smiled cheekily before spinning her towards him, holding Helene tight to his body. One of his hands rested just above her rear, the other one tucked underneath Helene’s chin to angle her face up to his. French girls were supposed to be beautiful according to Alexander, and Terrance could see the beauty reflected in Helene’s face and eyes. But he constantly had to remind himself that this was nothing, it was just a fling. As if boarding up a dam with wood planks would be enough to keep it from overflowing. But she was gorgeous, and her family was involved in similar shenanigans as his family. It would be so easy for him to open up to her and just tell her everything, like Jacob had to Alyssa. And may she would be more receptive to it, because of her background? But Terrance shooed those thoughts away. He wasn’t asking her to marry him, he was asking her to be his sleeping buddy. He couldn’t make the same mistake as Jacob and jeopardize how much he knew about her.

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Alexander kept a close eye on Jacob as he rested. Every now and again, Jacob would stir, and flip over on his back. Alexander had to constantly flip Jacob back on his side. If he let Jacob lay too long his back, he was leaving too much risk for him to choke on puke. Alexander sighed, occasionally rubbing his friend’s back, as if it could soothe him. He wasn’t so sure of it, but Alexander was almost positive that heartbreak was contagious. Alexander, being the more over-emotional of his friends, felt as if his own heart was twisting in his chest for his friend. Would Alexander have fallen off the deep end like this as well, if Gigi rejected him? Alexander quickly shook his head. Forget everything Terrance said! Gigi would never do that to him! Gigi knew how much he liked her, she wouldn’t do that to him. Yet, the smallest atomic sized doubt seemed to eat at the corner of Alexander’s brain. His phone lit in his hands, and when he saw it was a response from Gigi, his heart felt like a Tesla car, shot into space.

But then he read the message. How is your friend Jacob? Alexander, at first, wasn’t sure how to react. Why was Gigi asking about Jacob? Why did Gigi care about Jacob? Alex’s eyes flashed to his unconscious friend, then back to his phone. She didn’t care more about Jacob than she did him… did she? That atomic doubt seemed to grow into a molecular sized doubt. But now, Alexander was conflicted with what he should answer. He rattled his brain for a second, trying to remember everything Terrance had said earlier about the girls. Eva was innocent, so no worries there. Gigi is a… mercenary? Guarding… Helene. Who is a French Princess? It wasn’t coming back to Alexander very clear. What was their connection to Gigi again? What could, and couldn’t he tell her? Without Terrance there, Alexander wasn’t so sure. But he also knew he didn’t want to lie to Gigi. Then again, Terrance would be mad if he said too much. Jacob had already said enough for all of them combined. Not good. He has gone off the deep end. Was that enough information? Or was that too much? Should he not tell Gigi that “one of their men is down” like this? Not having Terrance or Arthur to consult, he pressed send.

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After Arthur finished bandaging his hand, he turned back to Eva, who had suddenly changed into his t-shirt. Damn! He missed her changing! Arthur ignored the perverse thought his body overwhelmed with tiredness. Without thinking twice, he started to pull of his jacket. If it weren’t for the glint of light reflecting from his ceiling fan, off his gun, into the mirror, and back at him, he would have fully pulled of his jacket. SHIT! He still had his shoulder holsters on. He quickly pulled the jacket back on, huffing in slight aggravation. Arthur watched as Eva pulled out her phone to check on a message. This was probably his best chance to deal with this. He threw off his jacket, and pealed off his shoulder holsters, wrapping them up like earlier, and stuffing it in his closet. Arthur also peeled off his t-shirt and threw it into a dirty clothes hamper against the wall. Turning back towards Eva, Arthur watched as she called someone and abruptly ended the call. It was an odd behavior, but he simply shrugged it off.

He watched her fall on her back then turn over on her side. Laying like that, he could see every curve of her chest and her hips perfectly. And it was all on his bed too! He began to crawl on the bed as well, laying on his stomach beside her. He heard her mention finding an apartment, and he diverted his eyes to a poster he had on the wall. He didn’t want her to look for an apartment, he wanted her to stay here with him. Even if it was dangerous if he got caught by his father. He didn’t trust having Eva out of his sight anymore. Not after Ricardo, and especially not after her mom. But if she had an apartment to herself… would she be safer there?

Of course she was going to look for an apartment! It was delusional for him to think she could stay here… as much as he wanted her to. He just shook his head. ”My father wouldn’t like it.” Arthur responded. But he wanted to add on that he didn’t care if his father didn’t like it. At this point, her safety was more important to him than his own. As much as Noah may have threatened to disown Arthur, he had a feeling his mother would step in before anything happened. Arthur reached for his cellphone to check if any of his friends tried to reach him. No messages was usually a good sign, as nothing major was happening. But that also probably meant that Jacob wasn’t doing well either. His face looked solemn thinking of his friend. It wasn’t fair what was going on with him and Alyssa, Arthur determined. He couldn’t imagine being in the same shoes as Jacob. Doing the same thing to Eva. He just couldn’t. He put his phone to the side and turned over to face her. ”If you don’t find a place tomorrow… know I always welcome you here…” He rested his head on his pillow and reached up, playing with Eva’s long blonde hair. It was funny, how similar their hair was, Arthur determined. Besides being a yuppy, she would have been welcomed pretty warmly to the Myles clan because of it. Funny how little coincidences like that can happen in the world.

╚══════╬ "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]Long hair.
✖✖ I Feel... Angry and Disappointed
✖✖ I am At... Arthur's bedroom
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."I will never let her out of my sight."
✖✖ 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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Arthur’s hand felt like it would instantly heal when Eva took it in her hands. How was it so easy for Eva to cause Arthur’s heart to flutter in his chest? He held her hand in his, even though it caused him to wince slightly and pulled her close, listening to her speak. It only made him grow angrier as she retold the happenings and his grip on her tightened. Was she talking about her mother? Her mother hit her? That was enough to practically push Arthur over. He wanted to storm back to Eva’s house, gun in hand, and shoot Evelyn several times. Every hole in her body for every instance of her hurting Eva. Would there be any remains left from that? Eva made it sound like she and her mother fought frequently, and it only caused Arthur’s heart to swell up. It wasn’t fair to Eva. She was the kindest person that he had ever met. The only other kindhearted person he could think of was his own mother. But that was a different kind of love, than the love he felt towards Eva. He scooped up Eva in his arms, holding her close to his chest as he carried her to his car. ”Don’t be sorry, Eva. You did nothing wrong.” He didn’t want to put her down, but when reaching his car, he finally had to let her go into his passenger seat. He climbed in the driver’s side and pulled out his phone, letting Terrance know that he had Eva now. He reached his injured hand out towards her, gently touching the red mark on her cheek. He could feel the heat of the slap radiating from her cheeks and it just made him angrier. It shouldn’t be pain that was causing the heat to radiate from her cheeks, it never should be!

”I won’t make you go back… You can stay with me, if you want.” This wasn’t really something that Arthur could offer to Eva. He knew his father would never allow for a yuppy stranger to live in their house, among all of their ammunition and intel. But Arthur couldn’t let Eva out of his sight again, especially not back to the home of that wretched she beast. He began to drive the car back towards his house, not giving her a chance to protest. There wasn’t anything Eva could say to convince himself otherwise. He started to think about any necessities that Eva would need, it was lucky for him that he had a younger sister. ”If you need anything, I’ll take you tomorrow to get it… but you can’t go back tonight. If you need clothes, I can sneak something from my sister. I think they will fit you.” His eyes glanced over Eva’s body. He had no idea if his 15 year old sister’s clothes would be able to fit Eva. Especially since she was significantly more… woman-like than his sister was. It may be a tight fight, but Eva seemed skinny enough to match his sister. Reaching Arthur’s home, it was so late the sun had already set. From what Arthur could tell, everyone was asleep as all the lights in his home were off. Well, at least everyone except Noah. No doubt Arthur was about to get an earful from his dad. Arthur turned towards Eva, placing a hand on her shoulder. ”Stay here. I will have to sneak you inside. I’ll get you when it is safe.” He leaned towards her and quickly kissed her lips before departing from the Volvo.

In the hallway of the house, it was pitch black, except for the faint light dripping out from under the door to Noah’s office. It was clearly obvious that Noah hadn’t gone to sleep yet, and it was even more obvious why this was. Arthur entered the armory/office, Noah’s father standing at his desk per usual. At the sound of the door though, Noah’s head shot around, his eyes narrowing with anger. ”Shut the door.” Arthur closed the door. Arthur was afraid of very few things in the world. And although he tried his best to hide it, it was obvious that his father was one of those things. ”You are a disgrace to the Myles family! You have no honor among us!” Arthur grabbed the hair tie from his head, letting down his long blonde hair. He avoided looking his father in the eyes. The guns on the wall seemed to be more interesting than his red-faced father. ”I let yesterday slide, because I was young once too. I drank, I “hung out” with my friends… But I was always sobered and clear headed by the next morning for my father. We have a duty, a contract to uphold. And you act as if it is nothing!” Arthur kept his eyes averted from his father’s gaze.

”I call you and you don’t answer. You came home for a split second to drop off the car, then sped away! You’re getting irresponsible, Arthur. You’re lucky I don’t grab you by your roots and shave your head. You aren’t deserving of the Myles’ långthår!” Noah slammed his fist on his wooden desk, causing it to tremble. But Arthur held his ground, he couldn’t show weakness in front of his dad, or his lecture would become twice as long. His father would have to berate him for showing emotion.

”And who is Eva?” Now that, Arthur wasn’t expecting, and any color on Arthur’s face drained away. Finally, after all of this time, Arthur’s eyes darted to his father’s locking in place. But it seemed that Noah already knew the answer. ”You need to be more careful about ignoring my calls. You seemed to have accidentally answered while reaching in your pocket. Pah! A man shouldn’t say a woman’s name so much during intercourse, disgraceful!” Oh God, did Arthur inadvertently answer his phone in his pocket while reaching for the condom? How much did he hear? HOW MUCH DID HE HEAR? At this point, all the blood was running back to Arthur’s face. His father had it all figured out and Noah approached him, taking deep breaths. As if anything could calm down the hulk of a man. ”You forget about this girl. Don’t contact her again. It is obvious that she is distracting you from your one purpose in life. If I find out you are seeing her again, I will cut those locks from your head.” With that, his father stormed out, slamming the armory door loudly, and stomped his way to bed.

Arthur had to calm himself from shaking before retrieving Eva from his car. Though his father’s threats terrified him, he wasn’t going to actually let his father interfere in his relationship with Eva. He was better at his work than his father believed. Arthur pulled Eva from his car gently, tiptoeing her through the house as to not draw attention, and upon making it to his room, the coast was all clear. Arthur felt like he could breath again once he closed the door and locked it behind him. Looking around the room, he was thankful that his mother was such a busy body at keeping it clean. It wasn’t spotless, as his desk was covered in closed journals of his father’s and some papers. Speaking of which, he should probably put those away. The walls were covered in band posters ranging from English rock bands, to some heavy metal Swedish bands. Arthur grabbed the journals from his desk and put them away in the drawers. ”I can grab my sister’s clothes for you in the morning… For now, you can wear this to sleep. He pulled out one of his large black t-shirts for Eva, presenting it to her like a gift. ”U-Unless you…” He didn’t know if she preferred sleeping in the nude. He had already seen her naked before, hell he had already had sex with her. But the thought of her naked body sleeping next to him still gave him chills on his spine. Here, tonight, at his home, he knew that he would be able to keep her safe. Out of the night stand, Arthur pulled out white bandages. He would usually use them to wrap his fist before punching his punching bag in the corner of his room. But for now, he just needed pressure on his knuckles.

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Terrance’s eyes were met with conflict seeing the message from Helene. So I was thinking you should make it up to me tonight, what do you say? Terrance’s eyes glanced to his unconscious friend on the couch. Was it immoral for him to abandon his friend as he was drugged out? Especially for a hook up? Yes, it was immoral. But was that going to stop Terrance? That was the real question… Nope! Terrance stood up to his feet, shooting a message back to Helene. My place. 30 minutes. Do you need a ride? Terrance’s eyes moved to Alex, who was laying on the floor by Jacob, starting at his phone screen intently, waiting for a response that Terrance assumed would never come. ”I’m going home… I trust you to keep an eye on Jacob and let me know if he wakes up. Don’t let him smoke anymore if he tries.” Alex just nodded his head, keeping his eyes glued to his phone screen, and Terrance ascended the stairs.

╚══════╬ "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]Long hair.
✖✖ I Feel... Angry and Disappointed
✖✖ I am At... Arthur's bedroom
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."I will never let her out of my sight."
✖✖ 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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The party had only just started and it seemed everything was in full swing. In the kitchen among the drinks, Victoria and Ricardo were hanging back to watch as the party unfolded, enjoying their drinks to get a good buzz going for them. Their eyes locked on each other for a quick second and the biggest grins grew on both their faces, almost simultaneously. Followed quickly by laughter. Victoria had to try to not let the tears forming in her eyes smudge her smoky makeup. ”Did you see how Finn reacted? ‘I-well, I, um, y-yeah’ Oh my God! He looked like a hot mess!” Victoria cackled, clinching her drink and holding her stomach. If she held her drink any tighter, it would probably pop out of her hands. ”Yeah, you really left him shell shocked! But I think I put some magic on Alice. You weren’t looking, but her face started to grow pink too!” The two continued to laugh, drinking merrily with one another. ”Yeah, but you heard Alice, right? She made it sound like she wasn’t going to show up… I’m pretty certain though, that Finn will be here soon enough. I think that puts me in the lead.” Ricardo raised an eyebrow, knocking back the last of his beer before throwing it into the trash. He turned towards the pantries and reached up towards the tallest shelf, pulling down a very expensive bottle of tequila. Victoria’s eyes lit up at the bottle, a signature shot for them when a new bet was going to arise. Very well, Ricardo. Bring it on!

Ricardo popped the top off, filled up two small, red solo shot cups, and quickly stored the bottle back on the shelf. Victoria put her drink down to receive the shot, her eyebrows raised at Ricardo with a peaked interest. What was he planning? ”Listen, Victoria, honey…” She rolled her eyes violently, if Ricardo ever called her that then he was trying to make it sound like he knew what he was talking about. Whatever the fuck it was that seemed to seep out from his lips. ”Finn is too much of a coward to come to a party like ours. He knows he wouldn’t fit in, and he would be a freak among us. If Alice isn’t going to be here, then Finn won’t be here. But rest assured, I have a good feeling they will both be arriving.” He tapped his shot cup against Victoria’s and they both knocked it back. There was an amazing burn that came with the tequila, and it really perked up Victoria. Tequila shots was one of her few weaknesses. ”Cut to the chase, Ricardo. You are wanting to put on a new bet, so what are you so afraid of?” Ricardo leaned back on the counter, scratching his cheek as if he were ponding on the thought. But Victoria knew very well that whatever plan he had, it had already been formed premeditatively. ”Just for the night, let’s double down. Twenty thousand for whoever sees their target naked. And!” Ricardo threw his finger in the air. ”Gets photo evidence!” Victoria’s evil cackle shot from her ruby red lips. Ricardo is an idiot! Although Victoria spread around rumors of Alice being a slut, it was exceptionally far from the truth. Victoria knew that Alice would never put her guard down and show of her body to any random guy. Not that she shouldn’t though, Victoria recognized the fact that Alice’s body was almost as hot as her own. But getting Finn naked? Hook, line, and sinker! If Finn was so frazzled up in the parking lot from her just barely acknowledging his existence, she was confident that she could get him naked by the end of the night. Victoria took Ricardo’s hand confidentially and shook it. ”You’re more dangerous for my wallet than Victoria’s Secret.” Victoria covered her lips and giggled innocently.

On the other hand, Ricardo was just as confident as Victoria over this new bet. He had the perfect idea on how to get Alice to loosen up. And Ricardo had a feeling that loser had never gotten his dick wet before. Ergo, no way was he going to drop trou in front of Victoria that easily. With the new bet established, Ricardo, like the snake he is, slithered out of the kitchen and to the back porch of his house. A few classmates were passing around a joint, and Ricardo jumped in to snag a few hits. From his pocket, he precured a plastic baggie with a single white pill in it. Ricardo massaged it in his finger, causing it to break down into an almost powdery substance. It wasn’t anything too hard or crazy, as roofies come. But it was sure to be enough to let Alice ‘loosen up’ by the end of the night. He wasn’t joking earlier about getting Alice into his massive pool, naked by the end of the night. Wow, would that have been a beautiful sight. Victoria on the other hand was preparing for Finn in her own way. She scurried into one of the nearby bathrooms, making her hair a bit more messy, messing with one of the straps of her romper and pulling up the waist band. She turned her back to the mirror to see how high to pull it up, just to make her ass look good. Perfect! She smiled contently before returning to the party.

The party went on for another hour, and Victoria was on again, off again talking with her little clique following. They were helping here and there to adjust her outfit or her hair at her little bidding. The girls kept asking her, who? Who are you trying to impress tonight? The handsome blonde football captain? The tall, dark and handsome basketball captain? The foreign soccer captain? But Victoria wouldn’t let out a peep besides ”I think I’m going to do a bit of community service and flatter one lesser on the food chain.” With that, she was ultimately giving permission for the rest of her clique to go after said football, basketball, and soccer captains. And so her little minions spread out into the sea of bodies. Victoria’s eyes hit the clock and saw it was starting to approach 11, and neither Alice nor Finn have arrived yet. Just as Victoria’s was starting to become nervous, Finn walked in through the door, and seemed to beeline it towards the drink table. Taking in a deep breath, as if it would activate her charm, Victoria threw back her hair and began to walk toward Finn and the drink table. A large body stepped in between them. ”Hey, Victoria… do you want to come dance with me?” Now, during any other party, in any other instance, Victoria would have said yes to the linebacker of a man standing before her. But her eyes stayed locked on to Finn, as she simply brushed him to the side. ”No thanks.” Was all she said, not giving him the time of day. He seemed offended, but quickly recovered to ask some other girls around him.

Victoria stood beside Finn, watching him pour his drink. Wow, that was a lot of alcohol. But she couldn’t blame him. She was trying to get down quite a few drinks to make him seem more attractive. And it was working quite well. What she would usually consider to be a raggedy git up, suddenly looked more handsomely rugged. And did he always have such a strong jaw line? And wow, has he always been so tall? ”I like my drinks pretty strong too.” She spoke with a spark on her tongue. She poured herself a similar drink to that of Finn’s, tapped her cup to his, and took a quick sip. If she was sober, the drink would have really burned. But as she was already pretty buzzed, it didn’t burn nearly as bad. ”I’m so glad you could make it out here tonight, Finn! I’ve never seen you at a party before.” She smiled cheekily, closing in on her victim. She stood just close enough that the fabric of her romper was barely brushing against his jacket, and she bit her lip again, watching his reaction through sapphire eyes. ”So, tell me Finn… Do you like drinking games?” A sly smile grew on her ruby red lips.

Outside on the patio, Ricardo didn’t show any signs of worry. He saw exactly the moment that the two entered his house, through the sliding glass door. And he took note of the instance that the two got separated from one another. He took this moment to grab his drink and make his way inside. He found an empty solo cup, filled it with a cold coca cola, and with a very quick slight of hand, he poured his last special ingredient into the drink. Ricardo could tell that Alice was increasingly growing annoyed with advances from some of the guys around, and he quickly swooped in, shooing them away. ”Hey hey hey! Give the poor chica some space! If she doesn’t want to dance with you then scram!” He gave a stern look to the two guys, and even flexed his muscles some. Which were very apparent with his sleeveless tank top. It was an incredibly stupid decision to try and go against Ricardo’s demands, and so the prying hands seemed to back away, leaving Alice alone with Ricardo. He lifted up the drink to Alice, offering it to her. ”Sorry about those bozos.. they really don’t know when to stop, do they?” He saw that Alice wasn’t taking the drink immediately, as if skeptical. ”You don’t have to take it. I poured it when you walked in- just coca cola, no alcohol. I promise, belleza. I can see you’re already a little pink in the face from pregaming, no need for a pretty face to get plastered. I really hope you didn’t drive here like that!” He threw a charming grin to her, placing one of his arms around her and resting his hand on her side. He wasn’t lying and he was staying true to his word. There wasn’t any alcohol in the drink, but there was a very minute amount of rohypnol, or roofie. Ricardo’s eyes hungrily scanned over Alice’s body, the white dress looked very flattering on her, he had to admit that. But how much better it would look on the floor of his bedroom!

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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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A different, alternative chime piped up through the air, and Terrance had to use ever fiber of his being to suppress a grin. Oh God, Helene. If she could do this for him, he would be forever in her debt. Alexander pulled out his phone from his pocket, unlocking it he saw his text message conversation with Gigi. Well, it wasn’t so much a “conversation”. A more accurate description was a wall of text, after text, after text, after text, from Alexander to Gigi. This wall of text probably trumped the Great Wall of China. Although his messages to Gigi were never to be responded to. Most were just “Hey”s, some were “I’ve been thinking about you. 😉” All harmless, cute things like that. Alexander truly was a romantic but, damn, did he not know when to give up. But perhaps, it wasn’t all in vain. Because there, at the bottom most part of the screen was a message, for the first time, in response from Gigi. Do you think we can talkkkkndwsjuvigoplsadbgmlotg Alexander shot up from the ground, his heart launching up through his chest. ”OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!! ARTHUR! ARTHUR! LOOK!” Alexander ran and tackled Arthur with his excitement, knocking him over and knocking Arthur’s phone from his hand. It skidded slightly across the floor and Arthur pushed him away, quickly scrambling to his feet to retrieve his phone.

Alexander rushed to Terrance, holding up his phone to his face as to allow Terrance to read the message. Terrance could no longer contain it, he threw back his head and began to heartily laugh, quickly clenching his side. Terrance could tell it wasn’t a legitimate text message from Gigi. But Alexander was so blinded by glee and passion that he didn’t realize it. ”OW! OW OW OW! OH MY GOD! HAHAHAHA OW- MY SIDE!!” Terrance was going to have to buy something nice as a thank you to Helene. God- she was perfect. Terrance’s laughter was quickly, abruptly haulted and he smacked his face. No! No no no! No thoughts like that! She wasn’t “perfect”, she was a good lay, get that right, Terrance. Terrance’s eyes continued to watch Alexander as he walked around in circles in the room, still covering his mouth and snickering. ”What should I say?” Terrance stood up, quickly approaching Alexander. ”You say nothing! You can’t, remember? ENEMY?? MERCENARY?? Ringing any bells for you?” But Alexander wasn’t listening as he was frantically typing back to her.

Gigi! It is so wonderful to hear from you- Though I wish you wouldn’t hide your beautiful voice from me via text message. You can talk to me about anything. Any time. Anywhere! You are the sun to my sky. Without you, my world would be black. What would you like to talk about?” Before allowing his friends to review, Alexander sent off the text message. Terrance read the message from Alexander, not knowing if he should laugh, cry, or just straight cringe. He tossed the phone back to Alexander, just snickering. ”Don’t get your hopes up, Romeo. I think your Juliet would rather be dead AND alone, than talk to you.” Terrance smirked, shooting a thank you text with a wink to Helene. Alexander’s eyes began to pout, much with that signature puppy dog look. ”Why are you so mean, Terrance?”

After having scrambled for his phone and getting away from his two crazy friends, Arthur picked up the phone again. He had heard the trembling in Eva’s voice and Arthur felt worry swelling up in his chest, as he shot up the staircase back to the surface world. ”Where are you?” Was all Arthur could stomach to get out. Had Eva been crying? It sounded like she was distressed. What had happened after he left? Should he have stayed with her? He cursed at his friends under his breath for having pulled him away. It was very apparent that Jacob was fine… well, as fine as any guy high on opium could be. He wasn’t dying, even if he felt like it. Getting the name of the park that Eva was at, Arthur began to drive that direction, but had to swing by his home first. ”I’ll be there soon.” Click, he hung up the phone. Pulling into his driveway, he had to be fast. He had already been making mistake after mistake. He couldn’t show up to Eva with his family’s unmarked car. He parked it in the garage, threw down the keys and grabbed his Volvo keys, and darted forward, sliding over the hood of the unmarked car and jumping into his personal car. Upon pulling out, he saw his father’s head poke out the front door, seeing Arthur leave in his volvo. ”ARTHUR!” Arthur felt his heart jump in his throat. But he couldn’t stop. He kept going and flew down the road, leaving his father shaking his fist in the driveway.

It wasn’t long after that Arthur reached the park, and not far away he could see Eva in the distance, and he sprinted towards the swing set. Once finally reaching her, it seemed the rest of his body caught up with him. He put his hands on his knees, bending over and breathing heavily to catch his breath. His legs felt weak from sprinting and his heart was pounding with worry, and from the running. After catching his breath, he steadied himself in front of Eva, looking down at her sweet eyes again. Just looking at her face was rejuvenating and gave him new life. But he could feel his body freeze as his eyes locked on to her cheek. Where a bright red handprint rested. Both of his fists clenched tightly, and he could feel his body shaking with rage. ”Who hit you?” He asked through tightly clenched teeth. He felt every muscle in his body shaking with rage. It took every ounce of his being to not go completely postal then and there. He was seeing red, but he had to contain it, there was no point blowing up in front of Eva. But, he had failed her again. He had let her out of his sight, first it was that damned kiss from Ricardo… now someone had slapped her. He turned his attention towards the metal beam of the swing set, pulled back his arm, and full on punched it. Did he break something? It definitely felt like he broke something. Maybe more of a fracture, but either way, something was hurt. Probably his knuckles, or his fingers. But whatever they were, they were now throbbing and screaming at him. ”Damnit!! Jag kommer att döda dem.” He grumbled under his breath, now pulling back his fist and examining his throbbing hand. The pain was enough to snap him back from going full on hulk. But Arthur determined that the pain in his hand didn’t amount to the pain of his disappointment of not protecting Eva from danger.

╚══════╬ "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]I will fucking kill them.
✖✖ I Feel... Angry and Disappointed
✖✖ I am At... Public Park
✖✖ I am With... Eva
✖✖ I am Thinking..."How can I keep letting her down?"
✖✖ 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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Everything was blurry and hazy. Why were the walls doing the macarena? Jacob’s eyes were bloodshot, and he reached up his hands to rub them. But something was holding them back. ”Don’t rub your eyes. You might accidentally scratch your cornea in this state.” A voice perked up. Jacob’s eyes moved to three blobs floating beside him, but they were recognizable blobs. ”Hey guys… When did you get here?” Jacob felt tired again and began to rest his eyes. ”Nope! Nope, nope, nope. Sit up, Jacob. You gotta start waking up now.” Jacob could feel his friend pushing on his body, forcing it to sit up right. No! Jacob just wanted to sleep. He wanted to rest his eyes longer. He just wanted to sleep permanently. He didn’t want to be in pain anymore? In pain about what? At this point he couldn’t remember. ”Jacob. What did you tell Alyssa?” Oof, there was a stabbing pain in the back of his head. Like someone took a steak knife and just started poking him. ”Everything.” The three blobs looked at each other. Was it possible for blobs to show emotion? If so, these looked like some pretty worried blobs. ”What is everything?”

”My work… my family… Uuuuuuhhh… I may have mentioned my favorite desert at one point?” Oooh, he could really go for some vanilla ice cream right now. Alexander snickered under his breath, helping Jacob to lay back down. Terrance still looked like he was fuming. ”What about Alex? Arthur? Me?” Jacob rested his eyes and shook his head. ”No Marshmellowman, I didn’t tell anyone about my friends.” Alexander was having to hold his gut tighter, clenching his teeth to keep from laughing. Terrance pushed over Alex on the floor, just causing him to burst into louder, more hysterical giggles. ”Oi! Find it funny that your friend is doped up?” Arthur watched as Terrance and Alexander seemed to bicker back and forth, but then focused back his attention on Jacob. He really had a destructive personality, it seemed. Jacob was rejected by Alyssa, so he turned to using opium to clear out his memories? He did that too when he first broke up with Alyssa. This really wasn’t healthy for him.

Was that a byproduct of loving someone? That you did stupid shit like this? Arthur reflected on his experiences with Eva. He had deliberately disappointed his father once by his antics with her. Staying up so late and kissing on her neck. He didn’t even want to know how his father would react to the fact he wasted a perfectly good spying day on sleeping with her. Arthur sighed, scratching his cheek. It seemed that Alexander and Terrance had calmed down. ”No telling what they know. But we do know for a fact that Alyssa knows everything about Jacob. It is best for now that we keep our distance from them.” Terrance sat down on a nearby couch, rubbing his temples. Alexander made sure to position Jacob on his side, in case he could get sick, as to not allow him to choke on his vomit. ”By that, do you mean we both can’t have contact? Or I can’t contact Gigi, but you can continue doing the horizontal tango with Helene?” Alexander voiced his concern, pouting as he sat on the floor next to the limp Jacob.

Terrance scoffed, ”I don’t see why I have to stop! Helene is technically a delinquent like us. Just a foreign one. And from a bigger family. I don’t have to talk to her, but I chose to because of its benefits.” Terrance crossed his arms, leaning his head back in the chair. Alexander raised an eyebrow at Arthur. Yet, Arthur was slightly confused by this gesture. ”You won’t stop talking to her because you’ve caught feelings for her!” Arthur raised his eyebrows, watching Terrance suddenly sit up at attention. Ooh, it really looked like Alexander hit a chord at this point.

”I don’t ‘like’ Helene. She is a good lay. You can’t make fun of me! Gigi doesn’t even know you exist, practically!” Arthur snickered slightly under his breath. ”Very defensive for someone who doesn’t like her.” Alexander smiled and high-fived Arthur. ”You can’t make fun of me either! You haven’t even gotten your dick wet!” Arthur was slightly caught of guard by this statement, and didn’t say anything. Though the dusted pink on his cheeks were word enough.

Alexander and Terrance’s eyes went wide, and they both leaned in close. ”No fucking way! When!? Where?? Was it with Eva!?” Arthur’s face grew more red and Terrance threw back his head, laughing and clapping loudly. The noise startled Jacob as he jumped slightly in the futon, but quickly slumped back over. ”You sly dog! How was she? She looks like she has a big rack, were they big? Well come on, man! Speak up!” Arthur quickly shook his head, crossing his arms in front of him. It was enough that he was telling them that anything even happened between him and Eva. Arthur much preferred keeping what happened with them, private between them. A chime echoed from Terrance’s pocket and he pulled it out. Alexander stood and quickly peered to see who it was from. ”Ah! A message from your lover! Oh! How I wish Gigi would message me!” Terrance glared at Alexander, shaking his head. ”Were you not here 5 minutes ago when I explained she was dangerous?? Arthur. Call your girlfriend. Helene is freaking out because she can’t reach her.” Terrance began to message back. He is calling now... Mind having your friend Gigi message Alex? Would love to see his reaction to it. lol" Sure, that was something that Terrance probably shouldn't have been messing with. But he also wanted an excuse to make fun of his friend.

Arthur tilted his head, but pulled out his phone. He hadn’t realized how much time had passed since he got out of her place. He saw he didn’t have any messages or calls from her on his phone. He just assumed that she had been sleeping this entire time, as he was pretty sure he hadn’t woken her up. About to dial her number, Noah’s number suddenly appeared on Arthur’s screen, and the blood left his face. He didn’t have time to talk to his dad. He needed to make sure that Eva was safe. But he couldn’t just wait for it to keep ringing. He deliberately hit the end call button. This is the 3rd phone call in a row now that he would be missing from his father, and this one he deliberately ignored. Arthur pulled up Eva’s contact and called. It rang a few times before there was a click of the phone being answered. ”Hello? Eva?”

╚══════╬ "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... Neutral, concerned.
✖✖ I am At... Jacob's house -> Basement -> Room O-07
✖✖ I am With... Jacob, Terrance, and Alexander
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Is Eva okay?..."
✖✖ 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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The parking lot gradually grew smaller and smaller as people began to evacuate. As if the teachers and administrators could come running back outside and force them to take classes over the summer. Ricardo chuckled at the thought and pulled from his front pocket a metal flip lighter and a single stick from the open pack in his pocket. A couple flicks, deep inhale, and tucking it back into his pocket. Ah, a smoke at the end of the day was so relieving. Victoria just coughed and waved the smoke away. ”Seriously, Ricardo? Lighting up on campus?” It was obvious from the smell that it wasn’t a cigarette like the packet in his pocket advertised. Ricardo shrugged, holding it between his two fingers. ”I’m untouchable, chica! You know that.” He took another quick drag, but Victoria continued to fan the smell away. They couldn’t be so different, but how did they become close friends? It didn’t go further than their naturally competitive nature. Sure, they were King and Queen, but they constantly butted heads about who was better than the other. Both, of course, being better in their own separate ways and regards. They had a symbiotic relationship. They both helped one another, recognizing that their forces combined made them practically unstoppable. They could get away with anything, and they always had. Victoria was watching Finn Jefferson and Alice Weather from the distance. It didn’t seem that Ricardo was all too worried about their bet. Was he trying to play it off that ten thousand dollars was chump change to him?

Her eyes scanned over Finn and she felt almost sick to her stomach. Maybe after a few drinks he would be more appetizing to the eyes. Why the hell would anyone want to die their hair blue? It looked so unnatural! Victoria placed a hand on her hips, her eyes scanning Finn up and down. Her eye assessing every little detail and picking at it. Messy hair, ratty clothes, pale skin, ugly punk look. This guy really was a piece of work… In the same way, Ricardo’s eyes seemed to be looking over the little Alice Weather. He understood how she had become good friends with Victoria to start with. Victoria recruited her gang of mean girls based completely on looks. Ricardo couldn’t deny it, Alice was very attractive. It was her personality that really turned him off. It clicked soon with Ricardo and Victoria that the duo was coming to them very quickly and Victoria flicked her eyes to the side. They had been standing in front of the Fiat 500 that Victoria gifted to Alice a long time ago. It didn’t matter to Vicky much. Her dad was buying her a brand-new BMW, so she just gave her old car away to her friend. Well, ex-friend

”¡Mierda!” Ricardo hissed under his breath. He put out the joint and stuck it back in his pocket. Victoria watched him with a curious look, why was he putting out his joint? The scent lingered only for a little bit longer when the couple of losers reached them. ”Aye! Alice, how are you? I hope you enjoyed my shenanigans earlier.” Victoria quickly covered her mouth, doing her damned hardest to suppress her laughter. Ricard had insulted Alice literally just minutes before, it was going to be interesting to see how he tried to recover from it. ”A bunch of my goonies helped to come up with the list. Pah! They aren’t that funny. Mi belleza, I would have put you down for most breath-taking eyes.” Victoria looked at Ricardo with utter shock, as he just grinned slyly, his eyes locked on Alice’s. Wow, was he laying it on thick. Victoria didn’t look directly at Alice, but she wondered how much of it Alice was buying or not. Victoria assessed the situation and heard Alice mention about having them move so she could back out the car. ”I will gladly get out of your way, belleza… If you promise me that you will be attending my party tonight.” Ricardo determined that he was going to have to play the slow game with Alice. But, the sooner head start he had, the farther head start over Victoria he had. ”I only ask because I don’t think I’ve ever seen you come to my parties before. And it simply breaks mi corazóne. I want to get every junior and senior to attend this party. An adiós to the seniors, y a bienvenido to the newest batch of seniors! There will be drinks, music, dancing, we have a pool too if you want to go swimming… or even skinny-dipping later at night.” With his last statement he threw a quick wink to Alice.

At this point Victoria realized that she should probably step up and say something. But she was still too disgusted at the prospect of flirting with Finn. She really needed drinks in her system for this. How did Ricardo make it look so easy? Victoria once again avoided eye contact with Alice, and simply focused her attention on Finn. She gripped one of her pretty locks of hair and twirled it in her fingers, she bit her lip slightly, looking into Finn’s eyes. ”Well, Ricardo did say he wanted every senior and junior… So you will be coming too. Right, Finn? I mean. You two are practically conjoined at the hip… I do hope to see you there.” Maybe less was more with Finn, or at least Victoria hoped that was the case. She quickly shot a wink at him, before turning around and making her way towards her BMW, her bright hair bouncing with each step. It was obvious for a split second that Ricardo really didn’t appreciate Victoria inviting Finn to his party. But she was really using his words against him. ”Until tonight then, bonita. 10pm. Ciau” He waved and turned around, heading to his own Mustang car.

Getting in their separate cars, Victoria and Ricardo looked at each other, nodded, and headed out. Victoria was in charge of getting together the drinks, while Ricardo needed to make his house more… high school student presentable. That meant getting any evidence of the dealings going on in his home up and put away. By 8pm the house was spotless, but 9pm Victoria arrived with her own disciples to do her bidding. Setting up drinks, punch, food, and music. Victoria never had to lift a finger beyond that of her cell phone. And come 10 o’clock the music was bumping, and the drinks were flowing. Almost everyone was there, but ever few minutes more people began to trickle in one by one. Ricardo and Victoria stood in the kitchen, him enjoying a nice beer, while Victoria sipped from a solo cup of Malibu, rum, and orange juice- her favorite little concoction.

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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]

Also, I tend to draw inspiration for characters and relationships from songs... This song is exactly the relationship I imagine between Vicky and Ricky. Our School's Royalty... or to those that dislike them- "The 'Icky' Twins"

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

@Grey Doll Let me know how my post format looks on your end. I know computers with different resolutions can cause it to look different/weird. Just wanted to make sure it doesn't look like a hot mess on your end.