âBefore you know it sheâll be an old lady like you.â
âHey! Last I checked you were still older than me.â
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@chloplusone
âBefore you know it sheâll be an old lady like you.â
âHey! Last I checked you were still older than me.â
âI canât believe Melodyâs one already.â
âYouâve been acting like a petulant teenager all day.â
âThe baby might fool people, but technically I am a petulant teenager.â
Ryker looked to her, consumed by his thoughts after she finished speaking. Never had he thought about even considering the idea of starting over with anyone or anything since he was struck by this misfortune. Maybe it was not only the easy route to take, but the appropriate one. If he couldnât remember anything, than why not take the second chance heâs been given to just⊠start over. Than again, who was he to put this on the others who knew him before he lost his mind? âW-Would that r-really be⊠fair t-to⊠you? I mean, that w-will always b-be there for you⊠n-not for m-me,â he said while leaning against the door, a frown on his lips. âI h-hurt you before all of this t-too, didnât I?â
Chloe stuffed her hands in her pockets and gave a small shrug of her shoulders. She couldnât lie exactly - this wasnât the first time that he had done something that had confused and then hurt her but... Giving up on him hurt too. Maybe if they started again... if they started again it would hurt less, âYou did but... we moved passed it. I get to say what is far for me and I want to start over again... if youâre willing so... what do you think?â
âAhh, yeah youâre right about that.. and itâs nice since summer is coming up, so I could show it off and all that.âÂ
âThat seems as good a reason as any. I think... if you really want to do it you should do it. Iâd go with you if you wanted some company.âÂ
âWell, your telling the truth means a lot. I heard that itâs different for each person, so I hope that it doesnât hurt as much for me when I get it done.âÂ
âIâm sure that youâll be able to take it. I mean even if it does hurt it wonât hurt forever, and then youâll have a pretty piercing... thing.â
Kat nodded, but said nothing. Of course, it could be that. Had to be that. Everything thatâd happened this year⊠She hadnât even bothered to celebrate her birthday. She didnât feel the need. âSuits the story at least. Murder mysteries need to look intriguing enough to pick up in a shop. Aha, itâs fine, trust me. I compliment plot twists, not scribbles.â
âWell I think it looks very intriguing. I hope you arenât just filling your head with ways to get away with murder so you can plan one in real life,â Chloe offered a small teasing smile before she rolled her eyes and gave her friend a slight shove, âI happen to have a lot of people who like my scribbles thank you very much.â
âI thought itâd feel different,â she admitted, looking down at the book in her hands. Her book. She had the first hardback copy. Sheâd been waiting for almost a year for it to happen, and the book would be released a month today. But in all honesty, Kat didnât feel happy, just⊠Full. She wanted to empty out more, and knew sheâd probably end up writing a load for the next couple of weeks. âBut still⊠The coverâs pretty cool. There donât seem to be any major screw ups.â
âWell... a lot has... happened. Sometimes things donât feel the same after... things.â Chloe bit her lip slightly, not sure if she should have said something else or not. Deciding to change the topic she leaned on her toes slightly to look at the cover, âI do like the cover though. Very.... literateturey... or... something. I compliment drawings not book covers. Sorry.â
âAw, youâre the sweetest! Thank you and yeah.. thatâs probably one of the reasons why Iâm holding back on it.âÂ
âIâm just telling the truth. Nothing sweet about it... but I guess, if you really want it the hurting is sort of worth it?â
âIâve been thinking about getting my belly button pierced, what do you think?âÂ
âOh gosh um.... I... donât know? I mean I think youâd probably look good, youâd look good in anything, youâre so lovely, but I mean wouldnât that hurt an awful lot?â
Ryker stopped in the doorway and looked back to her with sad eyes. âYou should give up on me,â he decided in the few moments it took him to limp toward the door. âIâŠâ he started with a simple shrug, his gaze dropping to the floor. âI c-canât remember w-w-what we had. I just kn-know the fee-feelings that I-I have for you. I f-feel it, but I donât r-remember anything weâve gone through,â Ryker explained in shame and embarrassment. âTh-thereâs nothing w-we can do to f-fix⊠this. So, Iâm letting you⊠g-go. Who I am n-now⊠what I have t-to go th-through, thatâs not s-something to d-drag other⊠other, uh, other people into. I kn-know that I l-love you, but I c-canât bring you any⊠h-happiness,â he fought to find his words and lifted his eyes back to her, brushing a tear from his eye. âWe fix this by t-taking m-m-me out of the⊠uh, out of the⊠picture.â
Chloe shook her head. She was fairly certain that Ryker wasnât attempting to make her feel worse on purpose, though his responses were hardly helping her mood. She didnât want him to go through this alone. He had been there for the hardest moments of her life and yet here she was giving up on his? People had been spending forever telling her how strong she was, but Chloe currently just felt like a heartless coward, âDonât... Donât go. Just... I donât want you to have to go through this alone. Itâs just that... itâs strange... all of this now. You donât remember, but when I met you, I was just an awkward, silly little girl... I guess I still am all of those things but I think Iâve also gotten... worse some how. I donât really know how-how but it just... Maybe... maybe we can just... start over... completely?â
Ryker remained silent and instead struggled to his feet until he was completely steadied by the crutches. âA-Alright. If thatâs what you want. You know,â he started and began walking for the door. âYouâre th-the⊠youâre the first p-person to give up o-on m-me. So, l-let me, uh, let me clean this-this last mess u-up for y-you.â Ryker spoke in a quiet voice before exiting the room.
Chloe had never felt like a more horrible person in her life. She had always thought that she was the type of person who liked to see the best in people, but waht was she doing now. âDonât...donât say it like that. Iâm not trying to give up on you. I just.... it hurts Ryker. All of this hurts and I know youâre suffering more than I am, and Iâm being a selfish-selfish...bitch, focusing on my stupid pain when youâre... youâre like this but I donât know how to make it go away. I donât know how to fix this.âÂ
He sighs, then. His shoulders slouching down at once. And he scratches the back of his neck, muttering hoarsely.. âNothing, alright? Dont worry about it. â What were you saying?â
âI will worry about it. Youâre my brother - Iâm obligated to worry about you whether you lie it or not,â Chloe gave him a stern glance before backing down a little, âBut if youâre actually listening: I was saying that itâs... hard. I want to be mad at Ryker, and I am but he also canât remember anything. Its hard to be mad at someone who canât remember what theyâve done.â
( Muttering incoherent sentences and nervously fidgeting with his fingers. )
                               ââWhat? No, I was listening.â
Chloe let out a sigh and shook her head, âNo you werenât. Whatâs wrong, Si? Youâve been off... for a while.âÂ
Ryker looked to the other in frustration, running his hands through his hair. âYou think I asked for this to happen to me?â He snapped, his impulsive reaction upsetting him even more. âIâm sorry, okay? I⊠I just⊠I donât remember anything.â
Chloe let out a long slow breath and gave a shrug of her shoulders, âI understand youâre sorry but... I just canât do this Ryker. All of this is too much. It was supposed to be easy, and nice, loving you, but now its just one mess after another. Iâve had enough messes in my life Ryker.â
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Ryker: Violet.. i remember her. i grew up with her.
Ryker: i dont know. my parents told me it was just suposed to be a week end and then it turned in to a surgery and 2 months of recovery or whatever.
Chloe: Well at least you remember someone.
Chloe: ... And you are all right? Aside from the memory?
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Ryker: ok but this one is in my room
Ryker: i cant answer that.
Ryker: when i woke up nothing made sense. they told me they took something off of my brain.
Ryker: i dont remember u but if i did maybe u would have known. Im sorry.
Chloe: Then unless it was Violet, it is likely me. I do not imagine you keep other girl's photos around.
Chloe: Why were they taking things off of your brain?