and it sets us free.

And you rushed to me, And it sets us free. So I fall to my knees, At the curtains of the waterfall. -Geronimo

[layla-matin-blog]

Usually, she ran. Music pounding relentlessly into her ears, stopping her from hearing anything else, including herself. If she wasn’t running, she was at practice. If she wasn’t at practice, she was doing something that needed her complete focus. She didn’t want to hear herself think. But tonight, she was walking. Her hands in her pocket, nothing but the cold night air brushing against her ears. And then someone spoke. Quietly, she turned around to look at whoever it was that decided to break her peace.

Layla glanced at the ground, and then at Abel. Why should she? She shrugged, leaned down, and picked the things up. She raised them up and smirked at the boy. “What do I get for these?”

[abelginzburg]

Abel didn't expect to receive a reaction as he did over something that involved an embarrassing moment on his own behalf, but he was trying to resist the urge to question the girl's intentions. Once he grabbed up the loose possessions that he managed to get a hold of before the other girl, Abel's eyes flickered between his papers now in her hand. He wasn't too sure if she was being serious or trying to break the tension, but Abel didn't want to take any chance. "My gratitude? It will save me a little work at my job," Abel finally offered with a hesitant shrug before pressing his lips tightly together, "Is there something you had in mind?"

[keeganomalley]

       Keegan had been spending the past few days in the hospital, nursing her concussion as well as her re-broken arm. She still had a gash on her forehead from the attack on the parade, but it was healing. Her release, however, had come at the unfortunate turn of nightfall and the stars glistening above her did not serve to give her power or feel beautiful, but rather they seemed menacing. The moon a villainous creature that was just waiting to send someone to pounce on her. Tugging at her long sleeved t-shirt sleeve, Keegan did her best to stay warm. Startled by the voice, she found herself jumping a bit, all the color in her cheeks abandoning her freckles.

                        “Sorry, what did you say?” She’d been too startled to register the boys words.

       Goosebumps rose up on her arms and she could feel the hair standing up on the arm that wasn’t confined in a cast. He seemed friendly, but in a town like Barton Hollow, she’d learned it was always better to be on edge at nighttime than to welcome everyone with open arms.

[abelginzburg]

It was clear that Abel's sudden conversation with the girl ahead of him was a surprise for one, but he couldn't blame her for being as tense as she appeared. As he stepped closer in effort to pick up the scattered objects on the sidewalk, Abel shifted his back pack to the front of his arm before noticing that there were subtle signs that the girl hadn't come out of the attack as lucky as he did. "My backpack ripped a hole in it, I kind of accidentally dropped my stuff, sorry for the surprise," Abel offered apologetically as he held up his free hand in a display of innocence. 

The last thing he wanted was for her to be so startled just to walk through the streets at night, but Abel knew that wasn't his fault. "Are you okay? It's getting dark fast these days. Probably the best thing for us to be out and chatting right now right?" he shrugged in effort to say anything to show that he wasn't there to harm her. "But yeah, I'm sorry about the surprise hello there," 

[theokarr]

He’d begged Astrid to not let him work, at least not for another week. Theodore wasn’t sleeping well, a fact he was trying his best to hide from Kalli and Abel, and even when surrounded by people, found himself looking over his shoulder, paranoid and ready for something to jump out of the shadows. But she told him she needed him, and Theodore felt bad letting down the woman who had helped him so badly, and instead cried silently in his weekly shower where he actually washed his hair. 

Which was why he was out at night, walking home quickly, thankful for once in his life for his long legs. Theodore held his keys tight in his hand, as if they were a weapon, ready to draw if anything startled him — and something did. Hitting his leg, Theodore let out a little scream, and took out the keys quickly as he turned around to face his “attacker”. Only it was a piece of paper, and Theodore gawked down at it, before he heard the voice. That voice. His heart felt light, but then Theodore was sure his mind was playing tricks on him. It did that. “Abel?” he asked, taking a step forward, the paper still attached to his leg. But then he listened, and blinked before he nodded, bending down to grab the papers and things that had spilled out near him, “Sorry, sorry. I didn’t know it was you.”

[abelginzburg]

If it would have been a stranger Abel would have scurried to pick up the loose objects rolling away from him and his now unusable backpack for the time being uttering an endless amount of apologizes, but instead he found himself facing Theodore who seemed to be questioning if it was really him or not. "Hey, hey.. It's okay. I'm sorry I didn't even know it was you either," Abel quickly replied as he quickly stepped forward to fill the empty gap between the two of them. It was hard for Abel to feel reassured that Theo usually had to walk home from work on his own regardless, but now after everything had happened, he found it more difficult.

Abel immediately stooped down where Theo was to quickly pile up the contents of his backpack as he took the time as a way to make sure he was in one piece. "I didn't mean to scare you," he whispered as he moved to straighten himself back on his feet. His hand searched for Theo's in the darkness before his fingers brushed lightly against his palm, "You're okay. I promise."

[phoebesnows]

Phoebe sat on the bench, her eyes glued to her phone. It was getting dark but she didn’t particularly want to go home yet, knowing no one was there anyway. She’d tried texting Samson only to receive no reply, something that both frustrated and hurt her deeply. Her parents, on the other hand, were still on their “short” trip. Therefore, Phoebe decided to sit down for a few minutes or so. She was about to send Samson another futile text when she noticed a figure approaching her. When they stopped in front of her, Phoebe glanced up questioningly. “Yes?”

[abelginzburg]

Abel had spent a few hours outside of the apartment aimlessly looking for something that would distract him at least for a few hours. Kalli and Theo had been out for most of the day and his morning run was only something that satisfied his interest for a short period of time. He tried to guess at the time the other two would be home and began to walk back toward their home in hope that he'd catch them in time to have dinner together. There was a figure up ahead who appeared distracted as far as he could see, and for some reason he felt the need to at least say hello. Abel's eyes met the girl's in question before he chuckled under his breath, "I'm sorry.. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

[abelginzburg]

Even though his morning runs were refreshing to an extent, Abel now found his walks in the evening to be a little less desirable. His mind immediately focused on the screams that were heard in the streets during the recent attack which only caused him to quicken his pace on his way home for the evening. His maroon colored backpack was tossed around over his left shoulder as he walked, unaware of the ever growing hole at the bottom. In Abel's eyes, everything would prove to be of some kind of worth, and a worn backpack was the last thing on his mind- he could patch it up once he got back to the apartment if it proved be necessary.

The weight in the backpack quickly lightened as soon as he saw the various contents begin rolling down the pavement before he realized that the backpack needed a little more repair than he thought. "Excuse me," Abel called out to the figure a few feet in front of him that now had Abel's various possessions at their feet, "Could you grab those quick before the wind takes them away? I don't think it's very smart to be chasing those around all night." The idea of staying out during the night was far from something that Abel wanted to do, especially after all the recent events that had unfolded.

[reinedelacadie]

We all ωαηт { something } to hold in the night                                              We don’t cαяє if it hurts or                                                                             we’re нoldιɴɢ                                                                                                 too                                                                                                     tιgнt

[the-broken-hearts]