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@bellamyabrams
heartmadeofglcss:
Swiftly exiting from the bathroom, Luke keeps his steps light as he heads towards the bar-top, where heâs currently working at. Bar None is abuzz with activity (as usual) and his night shifts can become extremely demanding. His mind zones out for a brief second and he accidentally bumps shoulders with someone. The impact is firm enough that he feels his shoulder throbbing from the impact. âIâm sorry,â he breathes, attempting to keep his voice from wavering. âAre you alright?â
with drink in hand, bellamy is at her usual joint. bar none always offered the best prices and she enjoyed the atmosphere. as she made her way from the bar to a table, her shoulder collided with the manâs. drink spilling slightly onto the floor, she looked up at him. it was easy to get pissed off, but it seemed like a genuine accident. âuh, yeah. totally fine. shit happens.âÂ
theliaxc:
âThis fucker started it.âThelia snarled toward the doorman, whom at that point had her by the shoulders and was shoving her out the exit of the club. Beside him was another security guard, ensuring the safety of his coworker. Thelia struggled in the doormanâs grasp, kicking and thrashing. The man tossed her on to the sidewalk. Thelia fell, then immediately picked herself up off of the ground. âAre you serious?â
taking a long drag on her cigarette, bellamy watched the events unfold. taking a step back as the bouncer tossed her on the sidewalk, the girl couldnât help but laugh. âwell, you mustâve done something pretty fucked to get kicked out of that place.âÂ
ryan-cotterr:
âI know, I know I didnât do anything wrong- I just feel like I have to apologize, Iâm sorryâ he shook his head. âItâs fine, Iâll be fine, Iâm just a little overwhelmed right nowâ he admitted, looking back at her. Heâd calmed down a lot by now, but you could still tell that he was a little shaken up by his nightmare. âIâm okay, I promise, thereâs no reason to be worriedâ he assured her. âThis definitely isnât going to be the last time you see this happen to me, itâs really okay.â
âyou donât have to...itâs okay,â she assured, feeling as if he had to apologize to others in his past for something out of his control. âthatâs fine. iâm here if you need me.â her body moved closer to his, cheek resting on his shoulder. âiâm always going to worry about you...â she sighed, knowing that was just how things worked with the two. one claimed everything was alright, while the other hoped it wasnât a lie. âalright...i just, well, i want you to be okay.âÂ
ryan-cotterr:
Ryan shook his head, his body flinching for a moment when she went to touch him. He didnât mean to do it, and it wasnât because of her or anything she did, he just felt very uncomfortable in his own skin at the moment and couldnât control how his body reacted. âIâm sorry, Iâm okayâ he repeated, looking over at her. âThis isnât new, this has been happening to me for almost twenty years, I promise Iâm fine, itâs not a big dealâ he sighed. âI have my sleeping pills, I forgot to take them tonight. This happens when I donât take my pillsâ he shook his head. âI just started reliving some of my worst memories in my head and it felt like I was going through it for the first time all over again and I just-âŠI donât know, I just panicked. Iâm sorryâ
as he flinched, bel pulled away slightly. she knew it had nothing to do with her, but the last thing she wanted to do was make things worse. she gently kept her fingertips on his skin, but was ready to give him space if need be. âdonât be sorry,â she repeated, âyou didnât do anything wrong.â she listened intently, feeling as if there was no reason for the man to be apologizing or acting as if it were normal. âwe donât have to talk about it if you donât want...but iâm here for you. everything is going to be fine.â her fingertips treaded up to his face, thumbing his cheek and cupping his jaw. âi...itâs going to be alright.âÂ
alex-buchanan:
âFineâ he gave up, knowing nothing he could say to Bellamy now would ever change anything. He couldnât do anything, the damage was done and it was clear that she wanted nothing to do with him. Following her when she went to the kitchen, he watched to see what she took and to see if she forgot anything important. âYou donât have to threaten me, I understand just fine. Youâre starting to sound like Ryanâ
âi actually do because motherfuckers like you always seem to slither their way back into lives theyâve already broken before. they get right back in from the cracks they created,â she almost yelled, feeling as this was becoming less about alex and more about atlas. yet, it seemed to be for the both of them...a speech from evie and her. his next words, however, sent her into to overload. âyou just keep telling yourself that heâs the monster and not you. i was keen on threats before ryan and i were together. so, hereâs another one: if i fucking hear his name come out of your lips one more goddamn time, iâll knock your teeth out.â she took a step forward, hand releasing evieâs items and clenching into a fist. âcare to test me?âÂ
alex-buchanan:
âThatâs fair, I accept that Iâm the biggest piece of shit ever, I agree with youâ he said, pausing as he was about to comment that he wasnt a worse person than ryan was, but he knew now was definitely not the time to restart that argument with Bellamy. âIâm not saying any of this as a sob story, Iâm not trying to make you feel bad for me, Iâm telling you the truth. You shouldnât feel bad for me, I donât deserve anyoneâs pity, and I know I canât say anything because Iâm the one who fucked up and she didnât deserve that- trust me, I knowâ he shook his head.Â
it didnât help how calm he was? where was all the emotion? the remorse? all she saw was someone she barely recognized. âjust stop talking. iâm only here to get evieâs things, and then i never want to see your fucking face again.â after she finished packing all of her things in the bedroom, she moved into the kitchen. it didnât matter if he followed behind her. picking up the bag of dog food, she pulled it towards the door. âif i see you anywhere near my apartment or her boat, i wonât hesitate to do more than threatening. got it?âÂ
ryan-cotterr:
The sound of Bellamy waking up surprised Ryan at first. He wasnât used to having someone else there when he woke up panicking in the middle of the night, and it was a lot easier to deal with when he was alone. At least then he wouldnât have to explain it to anyone; he could just take his sleeping medication to knock him out for the rest of the night and go on pretending nothing happened. Grabbing her hand, he probably squeezed it a little too tight as he slowly started to calm down. The night terrors that he got were always short but it was the after effects that really stuck around. The feelings of guilt, humiliation, shame, all come rushing back to him and he canât control it. Letting go of her hand, Ryan covered his face with his hands, âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorry- Iâm fine. Iâm sorryâ he spoke, not moving his hands from his face. âIâm okay, Iâm sorry- you can go back to bed, I didnât mean to wake youâÂ
a soft breath escaped her lips as he grab her hand tightly. she wasnât expecting the man to be so shaken up by a dream. this was the first time anything such as this happened. as he pulled away, she sat up and scooted closer to him. her hand reached for his forearm, trying to coax him out of the position he was in. âno itâs okay. donât apologize. what happened? talk to me, i;m here for you.âÂ
alex-buchanan:
âI donât know what you expect me to say, I have no grand explanation to make everything better, I wish I did, but I dont! Iâm just the asshole who hurt the love of his life- I fucked up, I know I fucked upâ he shook his head. âAnd thereâs no excuse for that, Iâm just a terrible person. Believe me or dont, but I love her. I love her more than anything in the world and she is the only person I ever want to be with and nothing will change thatâ he said, following her into his room. âThen do it- kick the shit out of me! I deserve it, you know it, I know it, so why dont you just do it. I wonât arrest you for it, I donât careâ
âi know you donât, because youâre the biggest piece of shit ever,â she assured. âi honestly never expected someone like you to do this. you both were so worried about me and ryan, and turns out youâre a bigger asshole than you ever claimed he was!â the irony was almost too comical. âsave your sob story for whoever the fuck will listen. i was hoping you had a reason why this was all some stupid mixup, but youâre just actually the worst ever,â she stated, her hands aggressively packing all of evieâs things. his plea made her almost sick to her stomach. for a moment, he sounded just like atlas. belâs eyes burned into his. âyou donât deserve the pity party youâre throwing for yourself. kicking the shit out of you would only make it easier for you.âÂ
alex-buchanan:
Sighing when she barged through the door, he shut the door behind them so that maybe his neighbors wouldnât hear, but he was sure that they would. âI donât have an explanation that you will find acceptable, it doesnât matter what I say, youâre going to end me anywayâ he said, looking at her. âI was drunk, it was one kiss, I regret it more than anything else in my life. I hate myself for ever hurting herâ
the fact that he was so calm only enraged her more. he shouldâve been on his knees, groveling. instead he was being like every other typical asshole that cheated on their significant others. âyeah, no shit, alex!â she growled. âi canât believe youâre just like every other fucking loser sheâs been with,â she pushed past him, shoulder colliding with his body. heading into the bedroom, bel placed the duffle bag she brought with her on the bed. âstay out of my fucking way while i get her things or so help me i will kick the shit out of you,â she demanded as she opened up the closet door and began to grab evieâs things, âand you know i donât give a shit that youâre a cop.âÂ
ryan-cotterr:
Ryan was blissfully asleep in his bed, Bellamy laid up against him, when his unconscious mind started to wander. Thoughts of things that happened in his youth clouded his mind, and he felt himself starting to panic. Waking up and quickly sitting up in his bed, Ryan tried to calm his breathing. He was overwhelmed with things he didnât want to think about, and he started sweating and felt like he couldnât breathe.Â
@bellamyabrams
lately, bel had been spending most of her nights with ryan. even with evie staying at her house, the two spent the majority of their day together. in all honesty, bel wanted to give her some space. when atlas cheated on her, the last thing she wanted was to be suffocated by the people around her. lost in her thoughts, the girl began to suddenly drift to sleep. it was the sudden movements and ryanâs shaky breath ( or lack thereof ) that awoke her in a small panic. âwhatâs wrong?â she breathed, eyes blinking open. it had to have been the middle of the night. seeing him in such a state made her fully awake almost immediately. âhey, itâs alright. iâm here,â she comforted, her hand reaching for his.Â
alex-buchanan:
Alex was just going through his case files at his desk, working late as he normally did, when he heard the banging on his door. Recognizing the voice, he sighed. He knew this was going to happen eventually, he was just hoping it wouldnât. Going up to the door, he called out. âIâm opening the door just- hang onâ he said, pausing for a moment before opening the door, not all the way. He didnât want her coming inside, he knew once she did, he was going to be even more screwed than he already was. ââŠ.Hiâ
âopen the fucking door!â she demanded. bel knew she was causing a scene, but it was all worth it. then maybe all of new york would find out what a cheating, pathetic waste of space he was. the minute the door cracked, she pushed it completely open. âhi? hi?! is that really you have to say? explain! now! before i fucking end you.âÂ
@alex-buchanan
there was only so much longer bellamy could contain her rage towards alex. he had hurt the only person in the world that was important to her, and he had done it in a way that was all too familiar. so, it seemed like the only way to resolve her anger was to yell at him. âhey fucker!â she yelled, pounding on his apartment door. âopen up, unless you plan on being a pussy for the rest of your life!âÂ
lincolnbryant:
âThereâs only so much I can do when Iâm off duty. So, how about you let me finish my whiskey and come talk to me when Iâm at work in the morning.â
âan off duty officer not willing to help a civilian in need,â bel scoffed as she listened to the conversation, âtypical.âÂ
evieharmon:
âFlowers?â Evie couldnât help but scoff, rolling her eyes. âOkay, so what? People send you flowers for cheating on you and boom, instantly forgiven? Suck my dick,â she spoke, throwing them on the sidewalk. âGross.â
âhonestly, fuck that guy. fuck him. flowers? jesus. pathetic.âÂ
sincerely-lany:
The blonde sighed, leaning against one of the counters behind the bar. Her eyes gazed over to her watch, telling her she still had an hour left of her shift. She was deep in thought before realizing someone was sitting at the bar. âHey there, what can I get ya?âÂ
âoh, me? nah...iâll just wait another good fifteen minutes while you do whatever the fuck youâre doing.âÂ