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Looking at her behaviour, he deemed Vanessa was slightly drunk. It was no use trying to get the truth out of her right now so he picked her up again and headed down to the school building. They were not that far away and he used this time to ignore her babbling, which didn’t make any sense to him, and focus on calming himself down. It was working a little and he planned on getting Vanessa sober again, to get some answers.

As they arrived at his dorm, he put her down. ”It’s a mess, I don’t care.” He shrugged, clearing his throat. It came out meaner than he intended but she was drunk. What she couldn’t hear couldn’t hurt her.

Now usually his room was tidy, like how it would be back home, but he was having a rough day and took his anger out by trashing the place, ruining the fake Zander image. The Zander his parents wanted him to b, the Zander his siblings wanted him to stray away from.

Giving up, he turned on the kettle, about to make some coffee, and then placed Vanessa on the couch. He sat their, out-stretched, tearing up again, but stayed in complete silence, staring into space. Slowly, he let a teardrop fall down his cheek. And then another. And then another.

He looked at Vanessa.

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For a while, Vanessa just stared at Zander, but she couldn’t completely notice the tears because her vision was blurry. After a while of just laying on the couch, she rolled off onto the floor, giggling. She knew she was acting stupid and was probably getting on his nerves, yet she couldn’t stop herself from acting like a total dumbass.

"Maybe I’ll become a stripperrr after graduation—" She slurred, crawling over to the dresser. She cringed at her appearance, yet not having the brains to actually do something about it. Quite frankly, all she could notice was that she felt like a fatass pig. If she confessed this to Zander, he’d tell her otherwise, but she didn’t wanna hear that right now.

She finally stumbled back of to the couch, snuggling up to him. God, why was she getting so comfortable with this guy? She wasn’t suppose to be vulnerable and affectionate to anyone. She was suppose to be the total bitch that hated everyone on this forsaken planet.

She didn’t hate Zander, though. In fact, she leaned on him more than anyone. He was just…he showed such kindness toward her…and that was something she secretly wanted. She always acted like she didn’t care, but maybe there was a small part of her that did.

Maybe the bad girl image she regularly portrayed was just a facade.

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Zander was taken by surprise when Vanessa climbed onto the couch and snuggled up to him. Though he was crying, he couldn't help but let out a smile beneath his tears. He had grown close with Vanessa and she had become his best friend. Even though he always looked out for her, he still liked her company and felt like he could be himself. Real Zander. He was trying to show the real him all this time and around her, he could finally do it. It didn't feel like he was trapped in a stranger's body, not so much. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her head in a friendly way and sighed. "Why did you do this?" He said softly into her hair, but she didn't listen. Instead, she was lost into thought, staring into space. Zander looked at her once more and then got up to make coffee for both of them. As he worked, he looked back every now and then to check up on Vanessa, making sure she didn't do anything stupid, then finally brought the coffee to both of them. "Careful, it's hot." He whispered and wiped at his eyes after he placed them carefully onto the table. Zander noticed Vanessa was shivering, so he looked around to find a blanket. Wrapping it around her, he sat down next to her again and sipped his coffee, feeling warmer inside. His thoughts of his parents began to melt and as he closed his eyes, he finally found the tranquility he was looking for, with Vanessa right next to him.

#zander #vanessa #battlefield

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Battlefield || Vanessa and Zander

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"And if you come back, my daddy’s got a nice shotgun at home!" Vanessa slurred as Zander pulled her away. As he pulled her over to a lake, she stumbled, the world around her spinning. All that booze and weed had really messed her up. She was beginning to doubt her own sanity because she could have sworn that she saw a freaking reindeer flying. Merry Christmas to her, she supposed.

"Hahahaha, those bitches." She slurred, rolling over on her back. "F*ck ‘em." She cursed, trying to grab some invisible object waving in front of her face. She was hardly aware of what was going on, but managed to slip Zander’s shirt over her head. Of course she was craving more booze and drugs, but she didn’t say a thing to him about it. She already knew what he’d say.

"Ooooh, I wanna go swimming." She crawled toward the lake, sitting in the water. Maybe if she was lucky, she’d drown. Or maybe the ground would open up and swallow her. She just wanted the suffering to END. She was getting desperate. She would never be what everyone expected of her. So what was the point of living?

"Shit, it’s cold!" She yelped, stumbling out of the water and falling down. "Heyyyy…."

Looking at her behaviour, he deemed Vanessa was slightly drunk. It was no use trying to get the truth out of her right now so he picked her up again and headed down to the school building. They were not that far away and he used this time to ignore her babbling, which didn't make any sense to him, and focus on calming himself down. It was working a little and he planned on getting Vanessa sober again, to get some answers.

As they arrived at his dorm, he put her down. ''It's a mess, I don't care.'' He shrugged, clearing his throat. It came out meaner than he intended but she was drunk. What she couldn't hear couldn't hurt her.

He looked at Vanessa.

#zander #vanessa #I KNOW RIGHT #OHMEGAWSHHHHHH #sorry this was bad xD

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Battlefield || Vanessa and Zander

"You really wanna try me, bitch?" The blonde slut, Brenna, gave Vanessa a light push. The bad thing? Vanessa was drunk, high, and depressed, so she was feeling…temperamental. When she felt that first shove, her eyes narrowed and she suddenly grabbed Brenna’s arm, yanking it behind her back while the three thugs behind her made "oooh" noises.

"You’re really pushing it, you know that? She slurred, shoving Brenna to the floor. Then Brenna hooked her foot around Vanessa’s, knocking the girl down. Next thing anyone knew, she was on top of Vanessa, who responded by turning them over and throwing several violent punches against the girls face.

"YOU REALLY WANNA DO THIS? HUH, BITCH?!" She screamed, throwing another punch. One guy tried to pull her off the girl, but her anger gave her strength and she stayed right in place, throwing as many punches as she could until Brenna turned them over again, responding with a hit of her own.

"Slut," Brenna snickered, blood dropping down her face. She got up and gave a kick to Vanessa’s stomach, and the girl groaned, slowly sitting up. Okay, this skank was going down. Although she was in pain, she stood up, and shoved Brenna up against the wall.

"I’m warning you." She growled. "Try me again and you’ll be GONE."

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Zander ran as fast as he could.

They did it, they did it again. Over and over again until he couldn't endure it any more, to the point where he had to run to somewhere he could be himself again. But he could never be real Zander, can he? Never did his true colours fall into the scenery around him. He had to act like he was ''perfect'', that he was polite and intelligent and wasn't one of those messed up teens from Blackbrook. But it was just a sick joke, all of it. He had to study ten times more than his siblings because they were all naturally gifted, he had to capture his parents' attention by doing something outstanding and whilst he was polite to everyone and acted selflessly amongst others, he wanted to scream and shout sometimes, say how he really felt.

But what was the point? Like his parents always said: ''Nobody cares, Alexander.''

There were tears streaming down his face, rivers drifting down his cheeks. It was dark outside so no one seemed to notice. He headed over outside the school building, escaping the sense of grief, though it seemed to follow him where ever he walked.

With his hoodie pulled over his head, he clenched his fists, his heart hammering hard against his chest. Swallowing hard, Zander walked into the freezing night air, having no sense of direction.

Until he heard the screaming.

As stopped in his tracks, he saw a light from afar and followed it. Incidentally, the screaming got louder, followed by a sudden chant that sounded like: ''fight, fight, fight!'' He wondered who would be fighting at a time like this.

He saw a head of blonde hair on top of another body, punching and kicking the person underneath. He had no idea who both girls were, until the second one got up from a kick to her stomach, revealing her blue hair. They were both bleeding, with scratches and bruises and they looked a mess. However, Vanessa seemed to stumble a little, and he felt like it wasn't because of the fight that just happened.

Whilst everyone was being useless and wanted a good fight, he stepped in and grabbed her from the waist, not too hard because he knew her stomach must've been hurting from all those kicks. He looked at the blonde and the thugs, mouthing for the to run. When they just froze, he Vanessa down and shouted at all of them. ''I swear to fucking God if you little shits don't run now I will make you regret your decision.'' Rapidly, they made a run for it, clearly afraid of what Zander had just become in a matter of seconds.

It was sad to think that people like his parents had made him like this.

Picking up Vanessa again, he took her to a small spot near a lake, then turned to face her. His lips traced no smile, his face was vacant. It was probably because he let out a side to him that was supposed to be who he really was, and he showed it to Vanessa, who pretty much became the closest friend he had here. He looked at her face and then took off his hoodie, handing it to her in case she was cold. Zander then took off his shirt but he really didn't care who saw his body. It was a fresh shirt so he used it to clean the blood away from her face and the drops that ran down her arms, the small ruby patches on her knees.

Folding his arms, he looked up at her. ''What the fuck?'' He asked, trying to calm himself down. But his emotions were running all over the place.

#zander #vanessa #tw: violence #okay i had to make him take his shirt off #ITS TAYLOR LAUTNER XD

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-chugging whiskey-

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[folds his arms, sighing] Hey.

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Sup -takes another swig-

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[sits down next to her] Gotta stop doing that, Ramirez.[looks at her, biting his lip]

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-chugging whiskey-

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[folds his arms, sighing] Hey.

#vanessa #zander

Neighbors came at midnight screaming Turn that music down They said where the hell is Eddie He was nowhere to be found

#zander #westbatask #grace is right he is a fake :')#but its to do with his parents

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How is Zander trying too hard?

Please, you’re no good boy.

How so?

Zander was glad that Vanessa didn't start to ask questions, but thought again that she'd understand, since she wanted at least some privacy in her current situation. Looking up as she started to sing, he felt the butterflies in his stomach and started to sing with her again. He had always got like this when she sang, maybe even when she wasn't singing. She was a beautiful girl. Finishing off the song, he looked at her."Why does everything you sing sound perfect? God dammit, woman!" He exclaimed then started to laugh. Zander looked at atheists keys and then up at her, a big smile on his face, his eyes bright."I can tell you've got a great future ahead of you, Miss. Vanessa." He looked over her shoulder."Whatcha got? ~"

#THATS WHAT I THOUGHT! XD

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Well, you seem like a nice person, miss. I think the real question here is: "why wouldn't anyone wanna visit you?" [smiles] I also have a feeling that its not about your grades. I don't know, this ia very intriguing. Good luck. [laughs] Yeah, well, not everyone is special.[looks up at her] And just so you know I was referring to myself, not you sweet.

#aww thank you!#i like youe name tooo :D #AND IT ALSO REMINDS ME OF MERLIN WHICH IS SUPER MAHOR FREAKIN AWESOMEEE!!!!!#zander #roni

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"Oh gurl, I am judging you!" He said with a hand on his hip, then started laughing."Judgeity judgeity judgeity." Snapping his fingers, he smirked and tapped her nose. "I do." He said gently, getting the feel of the piano first."My parents made me take lessons...but its okay, I enjoyed them." He cleared his throat, avoiding the full truth, because it was a subject he particularly didn't like to talk about. He smiled up at her."Okay, this song his dedicated to a special young lady in the audience." He winked, then chuckled lightly. Zander started to play the tune of Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars. He could see her eyes brighten a little, and then he smiled to himself, the sweet melody escaping his fine lips. "When I see your face, There's not a thing that I would change, 'Cause girl you're amazing, Just the way you are, And when you smile, The whole world stops and stares for a while, 'Cause girl you're amazing, Just the way you are."

#it was! :D #but ya stole it off me mofo >.>#omfg this is adorable

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