the world's a broken bone

i missed your skin when you were east you clicked your heels and wished for me [[ beckett jennings. 23 years old. father to alexis rose. ]]

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brierasch:

“I slept with Vinny.” The words fumbled out of her mouth. She’d been thinking about it a lot lately- how she had practically cheated on Beck, despite not defining the relationship until days afterwards. She didn’t remove her eyes from the passing cars and trees, but remained very calm. It didn’t feel like a confession. It just felt like a statement now: she was a terrible person, and it won’t change. It did feel like a weight was lifted off of her shoulders- like a release. Like Beck would finally accept the fact that she wasn’t good enough for him.

Beck paused, turning to her and raising an eyebrow. Was she really doing this now? Wait. When did this happen? And with that psychopath? The guy who suggests taking out a hit as a reasonable solution? He shook his head, his mind processing this for far too long—for all of his intelligence, he wasn’t very good at this. He opened his mouth to speak, before closing it again, rearranging the words in his head. “Vinny was in New York?”

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ellakentx:

“Thank you?”

“Was that a question or a statement?”

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jupitergilbert:

“Ugh, you’re being annoying. How else do you expect me to get home if you’re not giving me my keys?”

“I’d be happy to call you a cab.”

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elikane:

“Good, for a moment I thought you were.”

“I rarely am. Besides, my daughter is worse than you are when it comes to jumping out from behind things.”

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artemiskoval:

“A fellow troublemaker?” she asked with a smile. “It seems people pay for childish mischief with their own children. I’m sure mine will be little terrors should I have any.” 

“Mine already is—she drew all over the walls of our apartment, and I’m just leasing it. If my super finds out, he’s going to flay me.”

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brierasch:

Brie almost laughed at his comment. She didn’t help Beck. She almost made his life worse. What did he need besides his three (maybe four?) part time jobs, taking care of a child and holding onto all that stress? A relationship with Brie Rasch. Yeah, that would more complicate his life than make it easier. She ran a hand through her hair, sighing in the process, and turned to look at him. “I’m not good for you, Beck.” 

He paused. “That’s what you think,” he replied. “Before I met you, Brie, I was...I was so alone.” Beck felt his heartbeat quicken slightly at the thought of the dark time after Marlena passed. “I was overwhelmed with Lexi and with work and with trying to be a good father get through my grief, and I was alone. No one was helping me.” He didn’t look at her when he spoke, his gaze fixed through the window. 

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bartender-vinny:

Vinny looked at beck and understood what he meant.”Look I get it, I really do. You have The little one to think about but, I think that’s exactly why you should go for it.” Vinny replied.”Besides if it helps you can use me as a reference. You’d be surprised at my experience” He stated

“What, your experience as a bartender at the same place I tend bar?” Beck tilted his head, confused.

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ellakentx:

“You’re welcome.”

“You’re very cute as well.”

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ellakentx:

“That’s not what I said. But yes.”

“I’m flattered.”

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ellakentx:

“We’ll it seems to me like you grew out of it.”

“...Are you saying I’m cute?”

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ellakentx:

“If she looked like you I’m sure she would look as equally adorable.”

“I don’t know about that. I was a weird-looking kid.”

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brierasch:

She rubbed her thumb along his cheek. now not meeting his gaze. She was terrified when Beck yelled at her- surprised, scared- but she had been yelling back. They were both in the wrong, but Brie knew it was her fault to no end. Beck had been standing up for his little girl and Brie was complaining about it. That’s all. She pulled away from him, looking out at the passing traffic and street lights. “You don’t get how good you are to me.”

Beck kept his eyes on her when she looked away, letting his head fall back against the headrest. Flicking his eyes to the front of the taxi, he was overly aware of him listening in, but Beck didn’t care. Who was he going to tell? Who was going to care? He paused, before replying softly. “You don’t get how thankful I am to have you.”

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jupitergilbert:

“I can drive. Honestly. I’ve only had two … or five shots. Plus a couple beers, but that’s all. Just give me my keys so I can go.”

“You’ve had six shots and a few beers.” Beck raised an eyebrow. “You’re not getting these keys back.”

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artemiskoval:

“My siblings and I were quite the handful, so I wouldn’t blame them for needing some time to themselves,” she said with a laugh.

Beck chuckled. “Yeah, yeah, my brother and I definitely didn’t make things easy on our parents.”

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elikane:

“Alright, I won’t do it again. I’m actually really sorry.”

Beck nodded. “Well, I’m not actually that mad, so, don’t worry about it.”

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devynsuttxn:

“Ahh. Fuck him, then. He can crawl home.”

“Hear that, Fred?” Beck moved to where he was on the other side of the bar from the man to whom he had just been speaking. “Even she’s saying that you gotta go home.” He looked up. “What can I get for you, Devyn?”