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kit x adam discord thread (takes place around the groupchat blowout) pt. 1

adam:

adam passed kit in the kitchen, scoffing as he purposefully bumped into the other. "watch where you're going man," he spat, going to the fridge.

kit:

kit was hungover, but upon seeing adam he felt all the conversations with blake come rushing back. he flinched as adam bumped him, and had to clench his fists to keep from throwing hands. "we need to fucking talk, adam."

adam:

"yeah sure," adam muttered passively. he didn't particulary want to duke out their issues at the moment, but if kit pushed him, he'd push back.

kit:

kit sat down at one of the stools. at the moment, he didn't want to kick adam's ass. that could change. "i was talking to blake last night." he started, hoping adam could see where this was going.July 14, 2017

adam:

adam shuffled some food around in the fridge, snapping his head toward kit at the mention of his sister. he quickly dropped what he was doing and marched over to the other. "if you ever fuck around with her again," he grunted, fisting his hands in kits shirt.

kit:

kit threw his hands down to get adam the fuck off of him. "that's rich coming from you. " he hissed out, taking a few steps back from him to get some needed space between the two. "just wanted to let you know that your little secret, the fact that you left, too. i know now, you piece of shit."

adam:

adam dropped his hands to his sides, feeling his stomach drop. disgust and disbelief filled him as he backed away from the other. "you're gonna throw that in my face? me leaving new york?" he whispered, attempting to keep a straight face. "you want to talk about why i left? about how both of my parents were murdered, but no one has been caught? about how it's being swept under the rug as a car accident?" his volume increased as he went on, clenching his fists at his side. adam could feel tears well in his eyes, but he refused to let them out. "yeah i mother fucking left new york! and i left blake—and i'm not sorry for it!"July 16, 2017

kit:

kits jaw hung open at adams response, and he was careful in choosing his words as he moved forward. "i can't believe you left her. she was all you had left." his voice was low, and Kit was staring to feel a little out of place. "it was our job to take care of her adam. I only left because I thought you were gonna be there for her. And you weren't."

adam:

adam scoffed, staring up toward the ceiling. "at least she could take a wild guess and see that i needed space after the death of my fucking mom and dad." he replied, voice rough as he held back tears. " you just fucking left. you broke her heart, and my parents broke her soul. me? i just hurt her." he met kits eyes, not caring if he saw how red his were. "i hurt her, but i doubt she even felt it; she only really hurt after she processed everything months later. that's how numbing it is—death."

kit:

kit held his breath, exhaling slowly after a tense couple of seconds. "but you're her family. family stays together. family doesn't leave. i left to be with my family in a fucking crisis. I'm so sorry about what happened to your parents but did you ever think about how your actions were going to affect blake?" kits mouth felt dry, he wasn't as angry anymore, just nauseous about how fucked everything was. "she felt it. she still feels it. she feels so alone, adam. we were supposed to be there."

adam:

adam was shocked when kit explained why he left new york. his mind spun as he processed the information. it dawned on him in that moment that he was really the bad guy. "wow, so i really am the bad guy after all of this time?" he said in an exasperated tone, laughing in disbelief. "i'm the selfish, careless, misguided brother. and you? you're the selfless, caring, knight in shining armor. funny, isn't it?" he said, voice shaking.

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discord // hang out

date: july 17, 2017 characters: kit, adam, tave, cameron, camryn, ronnie, blake and julian summary: veronica throws a party for the residents, with some good fun and alcohol the party turns into a big game of truth or dare. when everyone leaves it lets ronnie, tave and adam have some alone time.

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discord // hang out

date: july 17, 2017 characters: kit, adam, tave, cameron, camryn, ronnie, blake and julian summary: veronica throws a party for the residents, with some good fun and alcohol the party turns into a big game of truth or dare. when everyone leaves it lets ronnie, tave and adam have some alone time.

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tcves:

noon? that’s not too bad… tave honestly would have expected it to be later. he continues to stare up at adam, his expression mixed with confusion from the haze of memories clouding his mind from the night before and the struggle to get himself fully awake and moving. with a grunt, he wills himself to prop up against his pillows more, and he takes a look around the room at the mention of the items adam brought for him. “julian… did he, uh–was he with any girls last night?” he asks through a scratchy morning voice. “thanks,” he adds, meeting adam’s gaze after noting the food waiting for him on the other side of the room.

adam grinned softly at his counterpart, trying not to chuckle at the confusion on his face. once tave sat up, adam reached out to ruffle the other’s hair before shoving the water into his hands. “drink up,” he instructed, grabbing the ibuprofen as well. he took tave’s free hand in his and set the pills in his palms as he listened to the other’s questions. “um, he was in the game room, if that’s what you mean.” he sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed. “you texted me some stuff last night, but not all of it was understandable. i didn’t want to ask anyone what happened before i talked to you though.” 

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emmaxxbennett:

“well i’m protective of my people, and that’s ronnie, and i get shit for it,” she replied. “being mad, it doesn’t solve anything because you never know what can happen. believe me.” she looked to him. “you want to know why i had julian make three waffles. i don’t eat three waffles. julian and i searched this mansion for ronnie who locked herself in the movie room this morning. it was incredably uncomfortable last night for me, i can only imagine what it was for her to have kit and tave fight about having sex in front of julian, me, and her older brother. yet they still decide to treat each other like crap.”

“yeah i... really shouldn’t have done that.” he sighed, lowering his head. he hadn’t meant to hurt her with his comment, even if it seemed as though he wanted too. no matter what his intentions were misplaced, and he realized that. “i should find her and apologize, right? i really was just mad at kit, i didn’t think about how it might bother her.” 

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emmaxxbennett:

emma needed a drink, the drama in the group chat just pissed her off. when she passed adam, she groaned. “wow, do you enjoy starting drama and then dipping the fuck out?” she commented to the boy. 

adam slowly glared up at her in annoyance. “do you enjoy picking on someone who’s already down?” he mimicked, slouching back into the couch. his mood was taking a toll on him, to say the least. “i’m sorry, i honestly didn’t mean that, i was being crabby.” he sighed, scratching the back of his neck. “i have some issues i shouldn’t have brought up, but it’s too late now i guess. sometimes my mouth just runs when someone who hurt my people shows up. i’m... protective i guess.”

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tcves:

as tave is roused from his slumber, it doesn’t take long at all for his inevitable hangover to make itself known with it. he breathes deeply through his nose, exhaling a low, groggy little hum as he slowly blinks awake. his grip on the sheets loosens and then tightens again when the roller coaster rush of nausea and dizziness that comes with a hangover starts coming into fruition. he can just barely see out of his tired, narrowed eyes, but he can recognize that he’s in his own room and that adam is the one stirring him awake. physically, he feels like shit. he could use a shower, a nice mouth wash, a hundred more hours of sleep–the only thing he has going for him in that department at the moment is that he can smell food and he knows that will make him feel loads better once it’s in his stomach. emotionally… he isn’t sure. luckily, he didn’t black out too hard last night. he remembers what went down for the most part–he just can’t remember how he made it from the beach with ronnie to his bed by his lonesome. “fuck,” he curses out groggily, turning over on his back and rubbing at his eyes. he blinks harder to wake himself up, and peers up at adam. “what time is it?”

“close to noon,” adam murmured, keeping his voice low to not disturb his friend. “you feeling alright? i brought you some water and advil, and scammed you some waffles off of julian.” 

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adam tossed his phone into the pillows before falling face first into the couch cushions. he needed something to take his mind off of all of the drama on the island. a constant ping sounded off from his phone, signaling that the groupchat was still going strong. he snatched his phone from where is sat and quickly deleted himself from it. why bother staying in something that just bothered him? he needed some sort of positivity in his life, he needed something fun to happen.

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adam gently shut the door behind him, making his way into the room after dropping off waffles for cam. he’d requested that julian make him six so he could share with tave, but he ended up with five instead. he swiftly set down a glass of water on tave’s bedside table and scooted the pain relievers off of his crowded plate beside it, doing his best to keep their breakfast from going down with them. plopping down on the sofa chair next to the window, he began to munch idly on his food while he scrolled through his phone. tave had sent him texts last night while he had been asleep and they all seemed to be centered around kit and ronnie. he knew a bit about it, from the texts, but was still unclear on what was going on. his housemates probably knew, but he didn’t want to gossip because not everyone is on tave’s side. the man was sprawled out diagonally across his bed with a hand fisted in his covers— he had passed out before he could make it under them, which made adam frown to himself. he wished he had woken up to his messages the night before; then maybe he his heart wouldn’t clench at the site of his best friend in pain. 

once adam finished off his two waffles, he padded over to the fool and shook his shoulder gently, attempting to rouse him from his dreams. “tave, buddy, wake up and smell the rose...é on your breath.” 

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juliicn:

“do you want to be a hermit? is that what you want adam? how would you know if i had aloe or not if i hadn’t kept this charade going?”

“well.... i would have known if you would have just told me that you had some when i asked 15 minutes ago. you would have saved us both time and energy.”

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fckbwilde:

blake couldn’t look at adam, her eyes fixated on the ocean as she tried to control her breathing. he was hurting too and that’s why he left? she didn’t want to forgive him after that, she wanted him to understand what he had put her through when she was left all alone to deal with the aftermath of the wilde’s untimely deaths. “you were hurting and i was hurting, but at least we had each other. until you just left.” she spoke softly, her voice just above a whisper. she wasn’t even sure he would hear her over the waves crashing on the shoreline. blake took a deep breath and looked at her brother. “fine. i’ll listen. but just know, i can’t forgive you right now. it’s going to take a lot more than a five minute apology for me to forget what you put me through.”

adam knelt down in the sand before carefully laying on his back, looking up to the sky. “i’ll never forget that day,” he mused, rubbing a hand down his face. “every time i looked at you, from the point of the accident up until i left, i just saw your misery. it was a constant reminder of what we’d lost, you know?” pausing, adam patted the sand beside him, inviting blake to lay down as well. “everywhere i turned there were reminders. the bakery mom used to go to on sunday’s to pick up pastries, the park that we used to pass on walks — do you remember when dad tried to go down the slide and got stuck?” he chuckled, grasping sand between his fingers. “it seemed like i remembered every little thing that we ever did with them. and then my friends were coming over, mom and dad’s friends were coming over, people sent letters and made phone calls, everyone was sorry or crying or both, and i needed to escape it. you have to understand blake, i did it for my sanity.” adam cleared his throat, turning his palm upward, offering is hand to her. “one morning i woke up and i felt like my skin was on fire. everything was horrible in new york and i had to leave. i didn’t even take my lucky hat! i just grabbed my phone and some money and hopped on a random train. i’m sorry i hurt you b — i really am — but i’m not sorry that i left.”

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juliicn:

“i do, actually. it’s on.. neverland. also maybe i have some and i’m just fuckin’ with you.”

“are u joking? i’m in pain here! this is why i don’t talk to people.”

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juliicn:

julian shrugged off adam’s stomping, “yeah someone, what a dumb bitch to be honest.” he tapped his lower lip, “wow look at the time..” he looked at the non existent watch on his wrist, “i gotta .. go to my hair appointment.”

“you have a hair appointment? no, you don’t. you’re going to help me find some damn aloe!”

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juliicn:

julian was having the time of his life messing with adam. he leaned against hte counter, “i doubt you’ll find any. seems like someone finished that too, it’s a tragedy..” he raised his brows at the other, a smile spreading across his lips.

adam stomped over to the garbage can. “oh, someone ate it all? there is only an empty ice cream container in here labeled vanilla. no milk.” he huffed.

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juliicn:

“tave? sounds like a familiar name, can’t relate about knowing anything about him but yeah go for it.” “i used all of it for my cereal, sorry man. you can pry my stomach open for the rest.”

“i’d rather not...” adam trailed off, giving julian a once over. something was off about him, he just didn’t know what. julian just had something to hide, he could feel it. “so i’m just gonna check the freezer to see if there is any ice cream, seeing as you had the last of the milk.”

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fckveronica:

her eyebrow raises at his words and all she can do is shake her head. “that’s bullshit i’ve asked you to watch a movie with me, to join me for dinner – hell, i even asked you if you wanted to have a drink with me while you were already sitting at the cabana and you turned me down. no offense, adam, but do you know how rude that is?” her eyebrow raises. “if you don’t like me just tell me.”

"it’s not that i don’t like you, i just don’t... you know what, fine!” adam shouted, letting out his frustration. communicating his emotions wasn’t worth the trouble, and he didn’t really want to share that much of himself with ronnie, no matter how nice she had been to him. appeasing her seemed to be his only option, unless he wanted to cause drama. who knows, maybe it’d be nice to spend some time with someone other than tave. “let’s go do whatever you want.” he sighed.

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fckbwilde:

blake turned when she heard adam’s voice and she sighed, her brother kept a substatial distance between them and she had almost regretted her decision to ask him out here. looking at him was hard for her, she thought he would be the one person she could count on no matter what had happened but he had gone away too, just left her alone. “hey.” her voice was hoarse as she spoke over the sound of the waves. she looked away from him and back out to the crystal clear water, trying to calm the nerves that were in her stomach. “i thought it was about time we talked…” she trailed off not knowing how to start off. blake had a million things running through her mind. why did you leave? why weren’t you there for me? why couldn’t you just stay? “how could you just leave me like that? we were all we had.” blake bit her lip and crossed her arms over her chest, hugging her body tight. she looked back to adam and her eyes narrowed. 

“i-i...” adam stuttered, dragging his toes in the sand. “i’ll start by saying that i’m sorry for hurting you, ok?” he sighed, looking up to meet blake’s eyes. his chest grew tight as he looked at her, knowing that he had caused her pain when she was already hurting. “i know that i’m a piece of shit. like, a huge piece of shit. i know that you were hurting, when mom and dad died, and your shit ex left, but please understand that i was too. i’m not making excuses for myself, and i won’t make you listen to me explain myself unless you want to hear it, but just know that i’m sorry for hurting you. i’m sorry for not being the brother that you needed me to be. i hope that one day you can forgive me.”