𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘰

Rebecca Jenner // Dr. Jenner This account was created as an rp blog, unaffiliated with M KELLY, or any associated professional projects and/or intellectual properties. All its original content should be considered works of fiction, and any resemblance to existing works, characters, or persons should be considered coincidental and free of malicious intent. Works posted here are not for sale for any profits whatsoever.

[bexjenner]

Hello darkness, here again, last I saw you I was tangled in my head Hello sadness, are you here to stay? Right when things were finally going my way

The first time Rebecca Hartley has experienced death, she was eleven years old and not once, she has seen her father cried, but on that day, at her grandfather funeral service, he was crying like a lost child in the middle of a crowd of people. Her father, the man with extraordinary super powers that she could only see him as a superhero, was broken and small and she could only wrap her arms around him like she did as a baby, saying ‘it’s okay dad, we’ll meet him again, I promise’. She never got the chance to cry because of it, she wanted to be her father’s biggest support because she could only imagine the pain of losing a parent. She did not cried. 

Second time around, it was Charles, or just uncle Charlie as Rebecca refers him as, it was not as easiest as the first time to not cry, so she did. After all, it was a brutal loss, he wasn’t an elderly man as grandpa, he was heath, young and with the rest of his life ahead of him. However, something as small as a bullet had come and take his life away, so she had to cry. Crying at his funeral, crying when she was alone and far away from home in the boarding school room because whatever God may exist, it has failed her. It was not fair, it was a mischief of destiny, a sad little joke to may teach someone a lesson, but for what? Her dear uncle, her father’s brother, was gone, dead, the shine of life behind his eyes has faded and once again, her father could barely stand. The madness that the situation caused, the killer never got caught, the people involved were still running free and her family was left with wounds that did not heal. Rebecca could still recall the many times she would fear to step out the school campus, afraid something may happen, afraid to have to keep reliving the moment in her head, time and time again. The therapy, the panic attacks and the anxiety in her chest. 

However, later on in life she is able to see that death is a part of life and she faces death every day, playing God and trying to beat the son a bitch in the face, giving the families a peace of mind when she is able to save someone from dying and the loved ones from crying. It was her job, her call on this Earth or whatever you may call and it was what she used to tell her daughters, that mommy saves lives. But now, how is she going to tell them she failed? She wasn’t there to try and save the most important person in the world for the three of them? How to explain when Sarah kept asks why she could not fix dad like she does with everyone or maybe, the last memory they would have is their parents fighting, fighting over why did he has to leave in the middle of the New Year’s Eve party, why caring so much about a stupid case? Why the both of them were lying about Willa? Rebecca did not had the time to remind him of how much she loves, how much she will always love him. 

It was the third, most several and brutal loss of her life, the piece of her heart that she valued the most was now empty, only remaining beating because of the two little girls that are asleep in bed besides her. This was not fair, these girls, they need their father. She was still in a state of shook, torn, unable to cry or believe that this was happening. In her mind she just wanted to wake up for this terrible nightmare. Reid could not be dead, he could just not leave her alone now, not now because it was too soon, too goddamn soon and it wasn’t fair. They were supposed to grow old together, see the world with their children, have two more, a boy that they would name Noah because it has been Rebecca’s favorite. The ten year celebration of their marriage in Italy or in an Island, they hadn’t decide yet ---- there was just too many, too many things left undone. It was not fair and she feels the water starting to pour out her eyes, but the kids could not wake up to her sobbing. She gets up and makes the way down stairs, at the house they bought together, fought because of the damn colors and if they should spend millions on an estate like that, till they finally realized it was the perfect home to raise a family. The crying increases. The silence that fills the empty spaces is too loud, screams the memories of their family and she feels the air leaving her lungs, but is unable to get back inside and she cannot breath, she gasps for air but is like it is not there and she cannot stop herself from crying. Stumbling to get outside, to feel the cold breeze hit her face, it is when she opens the door that a pair of arms is there to catch. Please, be him, please be the moment this nightmare is over, please. It was the only thing in her mind, that those arms holding her belonged to Reid, to her beloved husband, the one able to make herself she loved and in peace, safe. Blue eyes able to take her breath away and as she falls deeper in love with him, smiling at her when she cannot stop rambling about whatever is at her mind, the same smile and eyes that were passed on to her daughters --- but she knew they weren’t. The smell was not his, the pressure against her body did not have the same hold as his, it was someone else. A man, strong and with superpowers, someone that has lost many in his life, someone that could hold her too close and too tight, letting her crying and scream in his chest for as long as she need. “Dad, I --- I can’t --- I can’t do this, I need Reid I --- don’t I don’t want be here.” Between the sobs is the only words that left her mouth. 

[the-deserts-rose]

🖤

[bexjenner]

⚡️: If you could say anything to Tess without consequences, what would it be?

I’d say she is brilliant, but whatever events lead her to be so bitter towards the world is not enough reason for some actions. Also, I want understand, I want ask all the questions that have been hovering my mind ever since I met her and what is that I’ve done to have her to despise me. I know you rather see Willa with your brother, but isn’t he happier now? Isn’t what we both want? For him to be happy? I’m a little spoiled bitch, grow ass woman that is not going to play into this high school field.  @tessxjenner

[bexjenner]

⚡️: Why did you marry Reid?

What else is left to do when you find yourself complete in love with someone? Never picture myself marrying someone like him, one that my mother loves like a son and my father is more than happy to take with in his golf trips. He is the perfect guy, he is kind, charming, intelligent and ambitious, but most of all, even with the glimpse of darkness behind his baby blue eyes, I can still see light and I find myself in peace, it was what made me fall more in love. When you find not only love, but friendship in a person, someone that makes you want to be the best version of yourself, you hold on to that, for the rest of your life. @reid-jenner

[bexjenner]

⚡️: Who are you thinking about right now?

Theo, one of my brothers, he is going to welcome his first child and I couldn’t be happier for him. It may finally give him and his fiancé some sense of responsibility, kids are able to change everything. I honestly can’t wait to meet my new nephew/niece. 

[whenrpmemesattack]

SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY

[itsjoanneee]

Elle showing off her new earrings

[bexjenner]

willa-lockhart‌:

“Yeah I do!” The boy looked up at the woman with a smile on his lips and excitedly began to head towards the hot cocoa booth. Willa began to worry and wonder if Rebecca would notice the small similarities between Owen and Reid. The way he smiled was almost matched Reid’s to a T. But as mean as it sounded, she didn’t want Reid to know about Owen. He had his own life and she had already swept through it like a tornado. She didn’t want to be the reason for more destruction.

Destruction was the only thing that she seemed to bring with her wherever she went. That’s why she kept to herself over the years. There was no point in bringing someone else into the mess that was her life. Owen and a few friends seemed to only be the bright spots most days. A small smile curled on her lips as she watched her son turn to wave back at her. She hated the thought of what might come in the future.

Her heart raced faster as she didn’t know what to say to the other woman. This whole situation was rather awkward and she’d rather hide out or just be with anybody else than Rebecca. She awkwardly shuffled her feet, biting her bottom lip before she released a breath. “So ready for Christmas?”

Her eyes followed the little boy all excite for his fair amount of a hot cocoa; perhaps, Willa has moved on with her life too, she was just as happy as Rebecca with her daughters and Reid. She has formed a family and maybe, just maybe, was here to an apologize and if that was the case then Rebecca was relief and could support the decision. When it was her turn to speak, her smile faded, she still has no prove which of her theories would confirm, she has no idea who this woman standing in front of her is; the only thing for sure is that she is a ghost. The question made her features turn into a mix of confusion and a kinda of ‘really’ look --- aren’t we all ready for it by now? but she did not say anything. “No need to make small talk or look at me like I’m a ghost; you know who I am and I know who you are --- let’s just make official. Rebecca and you are the dead body walking around town.” She did not mean to sound as harsh as she does, but she would blame Tess for it. Their previous conversation did not make this moment any easier. 

[bexjenner]

tessxjenner‌:

Damn the media, damn the attention. The glass house that Tess was living in all was forgotten the moment she heard Rebecca’s laugh. She had wished that her parents had paid as much attention as they had with her relationships to Reid because then he wouldn’t have married her — and if it wasn’t for the kids Tess could earnestly say that she would be just fine if she never saw the brunette again. “No, I am not.” Tess scoffed bitterly. “She was in a cult, she was forced to do and see things you can only imagine — or did you just magically forget that part so that she could fit the villain of your story?” And there it was, the high school version of Tess Jenner, that she had done her best to bury; this was the version that she had confessed to Senna that she wouldn’t like but Rebecca was attacking her relationship with her brother on top of Willa. Willa the person that she had once been close to as sisters, and though she had nothing nice or civil to say to Willa herself, she didn’t take it kindly to have her reputation smeared by Rebecca. With each word she said, Tess felt like reaching out and slapping her across the face, and perhaps the only reason she didn’t do it was because of Reid. This was the last thing that he needed. “You weren’t there when it happened so please don’t act like you know anything. We lost Willa. I buried a sister and if I can stand here and tell you to back the fuck off. I expect you to. I suggest you do because the last thing you want is to make me your enemy.” They weren’t friends and god even though legally they were sister in laws they weren’t. Tess didn’t have any alliance to Rebecca and though they shared the last name the only benefits that gave the woman standing in front of her was that Tess did love the children and didn’t hold them responsible for Rebecca’s sins. “I was there for Reid. I saw it all.” She was the one that had taken the blame when Reid had gotten drunk and took the wheel that led to the life that was taken that night. Tess was the one with the record while her brother got a spotless record to be the lawyer that he was. Tess was the one that had that taint on her record, that had to go the board and plead her case as to why she should be allowed to practice medicine even with the criminal charge on her record. Tess repeated to herself the words that Rebecca had said and immediately wanted to laugh.“Then you should send Willa a thank you note because of the fact that she left open the door for you to have your happy ever after with Reid because trust me when I say this if she hadn’t disappeared she would have married Reid and you would’ve never gotten this life of yours. Willa was his great love,” Now she knew she was pushing it, that she was crossing the line but when she was pushed because of her family, Tess had the uncanny ability to bring hellfire. Taking a step forward as she looked her directly in her eyes, “You may have married Reid but just remember that wives are disposable whereas siblings aren’t. Don’t ever imply that I don’t have his best interest because I do. I’ve had them longer than you. Tell him or I will — and leave Willa alone.” she summarized as the cries of her niece got her, as the tip of her tongue touched the top of her mouth before moving to give Rebecca accessibility.

All the limits have been crossed, they have reached pass the point on a civilization talk and where doing the dirty laundry into open view.  Rebecca has to hold on tight onto her daughter that now lays her head on her shoulder, eyes still dizzy from the little amount of sleep she got. It was true, everything Tess was telling her and it only made it worse, like a sharp knife being forced into her heart, pulling of and finding the main vein that keeps her from bleeding out into minutes. She was aware that she was only a consequence because the love of her life has loved someone else first and unlike her, he seemed to be in love and never has found a closure. For Reid, in Rebecca’s view, Willa was dead and therefore, there was no future for the both of them. Death, that’s what they found in the middle of their story, no one has got to the breaking up point in which most people in order to move on. Perhaps, if nothing of that has happened, she would have met Reid already married and happily in love with his wife. Rebecca, on the other hand, would be in Manhattan, a luxury penthouse and fancy cars to take her to her job where the rate of surgeries and growth would be far lot more than here in Portchester. Married or not, but winning more money than she would ever be able to spend and pass it on because she would also may not have the time for children. Sahar was not going to be the light of her eyes and the sweet kisses and cuddles of Madison in the morning would be non-existence. Her eyes were filling with water, but she refuses to cry, not in front of Tess, not now because as she holds her daughter close, she must remember herself that Madison is real, that she is there and Rebecca would do anything to protect her. Fight like a leon to make sure nothing bad ever happens, that cult members, delusional people come anywhere near them, near her family. “Brand news Tess, you are not forced to join anything you do not want. You get yourself in because you choose to.” Her words were bitter than ever, she may feel sorry for Willa, she really does, but this was about the field between her and Tess. It was more about this unresolved field between these two stubborn woman. “Half-sibling, isn’t?” The devilish half smile that took her lips was the thing she would never be able to apologize for, no taking backs. She does, better than anyone, understands the power of sibling blond since she has two of them and under any circumstances Rebecca would lie to any of her brothers. While rocking her daughter in her arms, she scans around to spot her parents and Sahar. “By the way, if you haven’t heard, I have a date with the dead body, so get the hell off.”

[dailydcheroes]

Minka Kelly in Casual Attire – LA 09/18/2017

[lucifer-chloe]

[bexjenner]

@reid-jenner

[bexjenner]

tessxjenner‌:

Public events – Tess needed to stay away from them from now on. It appeared as if they were just made to put her in a corner and leave her with no defenses. Tess knew that she couldn’t cause a scene after all her father has just claimed his seat in the Senate and Reid was still trying to get the position as well. Rebecca Jenner – she was a piece of work. If someone asked Tess why it was exactly why she didn’t stand her she doubted she would be able to come up with anything that could stand up and be deemed as a reasonable justification. There was the whole annoying Stepford wife element that she had that tended to rub her in the wrong way as well as the how she never really did ever try to get to know her, but the last one could be forgiven because Tess had not made any efforts either. “You’re delusional if you think this is what I want. I am the one that knew about Willa first I protected that from you, two idiots, till I figured out what was the best thing to do. And the only reason you know that is because of me. So I would think before talking.” To say that she was annoyed was the very least that could be said, maybe Rebecca was just the person that tended to get everything dumped on her because Lord knew that all this build up anger did not just cause of the woman in front of her. It was Effie being back. Her mother’s controlling nature. Liam once again went without a fucking text message or anything. Not to mention that work was a bit much right now and Reid – well Reid once again was nowhere to be found not that it would make matters better. They would probably end up in a fight because Rebecca was right – he probably already knew. “I have no guilt. You, on the other hand, are a wife holding out a secret from her husband and let’s say Reid knows then he’s holding out on you. I don’t know what made paradise shake but you two are the ones with the guilt. I am the one trying to let you know that Willa has been through enough and doesn’t need your shit. She has had time to contact Reid and hasn’t so she’s not here for him.” If strangulation was possible and she hadn’t taken the oath than maybe Tess would’ve been ok with knocking Rebecca off but instead she lifted her left hand as she covered her forehead and pinched the bridge of her nose, “Paint me out to be a bitch. I don’t care. By all means, call him and we can both tell him. I don’t keep secrets from Reid.” Maybe they weren’t the perfect siblings and fought and half the time didn’t understand each other but Tess Jenner didn’t lie to Reid and she had; she had when she hadn’t told him at the hospital about Willa but that hadn’t been the right time, her niece had been right in front of them.

Rebecca wanted to laugh at the mention of the word protection, like is was some obligation and how much of a favor Tess has done by painting the scene into her life that her husband ex-girlfriend was back from the land of the dead. How wonderful, right? Tess Jenner coming to save the day and has decided that it was for the best of both, Rebecca and Reid, to know about it like that, as if she does not have enough on their plate and, to make it worse, she just tells the woman that Willa has gone through enough and now she laughs. She could not hold it any longer, the bitter and nervous sound just fell her lips like a naturally response of her body. “You must got to be kidding me, Tess.” She snapped, her lips forming now a straight line keeping her from yell the words she is dying to, not only for Tess but for anyone else. Her patient bar was far up the edge and it was getting harder and harder not doing it so. Reid was anywhere to be found and she was so angry, so mad that she would like to look him into the eyes and question, fight or whatever was necessary to put an end on the growing feeling inside her ever since the news was broken to her. This was not the way she wanted to be, she hated, she hated and perhaps Tess was the one to blame too, perhaps she wasn’t, but Rebecca did not care at that point. “She has been through enough? What about your brother? What about the living hell he lived when she was in his life and after, she almost killed him and unlike her, he would be gone, forever. I would not have got the chance to meet him, Sahar and Madison would never been born. Life would sure not be like we know now.” The words just seem fell her lips, accurate or not, she was speaking from the view she had in this complicate story. From what her in laws have told her, from what Reid has told her and for what she has look up herself, after all, money could buy the informations you need even if did not prepare her for the plot twist. “You do not get to tell me on how I handle this and for fucking sakes, do you think I did not want to have told your brother already? I just couldn’t.” The breaking point was close, a little ache in her heart when she mentions the possibility of Reid already knowing it, it was the last thing she wanted to hear, that he knew, perhaps, was already speaking, seeing and whatever she could think about the worst, with Willa. Rebecca was about to speak again, but the little crying coming from the stroller made her stop, the words “mummy” and “auntie Tess” being shouted from her daughter. “It’s okay angel, mummy is here” she leans on to pick Madison in her arms. 

[bexjenner]

andy--vaness‌:

Andy stood behind the bar and turned her back quickly taking a shot before beginning to make the drink someone had just ordered. She grabbed a glass and when she turned back around there was another customer standing there. She made the woman’s drink and then leaned to give her the drink, “What can I get for you?” she asked with a smile towards the new customer. 

Water, she went inside the bar to get a bottle of water, at least was what she told her mother, but with the woman constantly bothering her about the Christmas she felt like she could not go on the rest of the day without a shot of something stronger. However, eyebrows raised at the girls that was going to take her order. “I want a bottle of water and I’m not sure if I can ask you for a shot, because --- aren’t you too young to be standing there? Aren’t you like sixteen?”

[bexjenner]

nash-tori‌:

“Nothing quite like being catcalled by Santa Claus in front of a bunch of small children,” Tori snorted, a sigh leaving her lips as she walked alongside the other. “Someone should host a seminar about how, ’Hey baby, nice ass’  officially does not work… not even in a Santa suit, especially at 8 in the morning before a woman has been properly caffeinated.”

"Dear God --- “ The words come out leaving with a handful of contempt in them and if wasn’t for the coffee in her lips, she would probably spit to the floor. “Thank God my daughter did not want anything to do with that Santa, let me tell you --- she cried her eyes out when she saw him. Complete scared by the idea of sitting in his lap for the photo.”

[bexjenner]

parkerhqs‌:

“Okay, mom, I promise I’ll make sure to bring a thicker jacket next time,” Parker spoke and laughed softly at the words coming from either of their lips. It was sweet of Rebecca, to care about him not getting a cold, but he was honestly alright right now. “I do promise you, that I will make sure to pay more attention when I leave the house, and bring something a little bit thicker than this,” he said, motioning towards the jacket he had been wearing. Nodding his head as a response when she said that she would get the hot cocoa to them but when she told him to drive the stroller. “Uh… Okay, um,” he said and looked down at the little child in it, his throat clogging up ever so slightly. “Let’s go then…” 

Her lips parted in a falseness act of disbelief for him calling her mom, but it soon faded to be replaced but a small chuckle. In her defense, she was a mother, sometimes a very controlling one, mother, wife, professional. “Shut up, aren’t you like sixteen? You cannot blame me for be worried, because, I am in fact a mom” She emphasized the last words and enjoying the way he seems scared of taking control of the stroller. “Don’t worry, you won’t screw this up and she is a heavy sleeper. I wish I was like her.” She adds, amused by it before taking the steps towards the hot chocolate booth. 

[bexjenner]

eduardoxsanz‌:

“And here I was under the impression that most states didn’t allow permits till you were 16 and licenses till you were 18 so you wouldn’t be that behind. My younger sister didn’t get hers till she was 24 and trust me when I say that it doesn’t make her any better of a driver.” This was the same sister that had managed to ran over the trash cans while sober three times. “I think I will be fine. I’ve been through worse.” He wished he could say it was all cause of his previous job but this past Halloween and almost dying on an elevator hadn’t had any FBI linkings at all. 

"Fair enough and I forgot that you only take a permit once you turn sixteen, so it sounds like I wasn’t that bad. However, in all honesty, I was in Europe from fifteen to eighteen so it only took me a year to get back into drive in the right side of the street.” Not like she has got her license to drive back there, but she sure has experience roads of Swiss and along Europe. “Don’t have we all?”

[bexjenner]

lucy-meyers‌:

The more Bex spoke, reminding her of the consequences of overindulging, the more Lucy reconsidered.  “Okay okay,” she laughed.  “Point taken,” she commented with a playful smile.  The cookies at Christmas were always important to Lucy’s traditions.  “But you don’t have to drag me away I promise,” she told her with a chuckle.  “Should we find somewhere less sugar infused?”

"Good” She points out “Because I have been skipping at lot of my pilates classes and I’m little out of shape, so I’m not sure if I could handle you by myself” The smile appears on her lips, but she stops in the middle of her sentence with a thoughtful look upon her features. “However, we do need to buy a few more cookies because I promise a little four years old she would get a few.”