good girls go bad

god is good... all the time

[faith-campbell]

📱⇢ faith's voicemail

cassia: "hey... this is selfish of me." she laughs softly. "i just... i don't know what's about to happen and i want to make sure that if by some disgusting twist of fate, this is the last time i talk to you -- your voicemail, not even you, that i know i told you how i feel.

cassia: you've been the only constant in my life since i was a kid. twisted my ankle at dance? go to faith's, she'll watch movies with me. kids picking on me? faith will be there. crush on liam? tell faith. it's always been you, okay? up until the day i died like. literally in your arms.

cassia: i'm so sorry i did that to you, faith. i'm so sorry that my own selfish needs traumatized you for life. i know you struggle with it. i'd be surprised if you didn't, but i just want you to know how sorry i am, because you didn't deserve to see that.

cassia: you are a good woman, faith campbell. you are so good. you are kind. you have a fiery attitude that makes me laugh every fucking day. you do what you feel is right, even if it seems hard. you love with all your heart.

cassia: you are the last person to deserve what's happening to you. i am doing everything i can which... granted isn't a lot. i'm looking at the screen right now..." her sobs are muffled, but she pulls it together.

cassia: "i love you. you're my best friend."

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Faith’s heart was in her throat, she couldn’t breath. She had never been so scared in her life. The person waving around the knife, and the distorted voice. All she could think was- this was it. Feeling the blade run down her cheek, more tears followed. She’d be seeing Ro soon.

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casshxffman‌:

         it took, literally, all her strength to move herself apart from faith, taking a look at her friend. she looked like shit, and she was a hundred percent sure she did too.      ‘ i can hold them and — and you can punch them. ’     her sadness tears quickly became tired ones, and a deep breath took place as she tried to control the emptyness inside her. cass moved her hand, meeting faith’s face to softly wipe her tears. with a whisper, she said ::   ‘ you’re NOT allowed to leave me too. ’

Faith felt Cassy move away from her, she sighed. She didn’t want that but if they were gonna move the car anywhere she was gonna have to get it together a bit. “Deal,” she whispered. Faith was taking deep breaths to try and calm herself down long enough to drive to Gage and Cassy’s place. “If I have anything to do it, we’ll grow to be 100 together,” she smiled softly. Faith fixed her body to sit properly in the driver seat, she rested her head on the steering wheel taking another deep breath before starting the car up again.

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casshxffman‌:

         both hands grasped faith, desperate to hold her closer in an attempt to make everything stop. it was irrational to think it would actually work, but cassandra was too much of a mess to think of anything else. in her head, as long as faith was holding her, nothing worse could happen. several minutes passed before the dark skinned woman could actually mutter a word between all the sobbing.      ‘ im gonna — i’m gonna kill — that son of a bitch ’

Faith squeezed her tight, it was like the tighter she squeezed she hoped that having her close would someone how cushion the feeling. The new hole that belonged to Ro in her heart. She could hardly speak, she just needed Cass to keep her arms around her before she completely burst. “Not if I do first,” she bitterly spat.

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casshxffman‌:

           all the time while she waited for faith, cassandra had been quietly crying, ignoring whoever walked past her. a few had stopped to ask what was wrong, only to be met with rage and sorrow. but after seeing the familiar car pull over, the girl ran at full speed to the passenger’s seat, throwing her backpack to the back and wrapping her arms around her friend, the sobbings starting once again.         ‘ please tell me this isn’t happening. ’ 

Faith was amazed she could even sit behind a wheel of a car, let alone move it. But Cass needed her, and she needed someone- maybe that’s where the strength mustered up from. When Cassy got in they made eye contact and Faith burst into tears for the second time that day, wrapped her arms around the girl. Pulling her tightly into her, she couldn’t breathe. Ro didn’t deserve this, she didn’t deserve to die so young. Not like that. “She can’t be- just gone,” she sobbed.

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@casshxffman​

Cassy didn’t have to ask Faith twice to go and get her, after the news there were only a few people she could stand to be with right now. Cassy and Faith were both fairly close to Ro and the news hit hard. Faith still couldn’t believe that Ro was gone, she had tried texting and calling her after the news as if it had to be fake. Then the dumb text from the supposed Ripper made her skin crawl. She pulled up to where Cassy was and looked over at the girl. “Hey,” she softly spoke.

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Newest musical obsession - Female Robbery by The Neighbourhood

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liambeauchamp‌:

            IT WASN’T A LIGHTEN up vibe he needed. his feet were literally no cooperating with him as the couple in front of them moved, leaving them ready for the next cart.   ❝ if i throw up, you’ll owe me a burger to refill my sick and empty stomach. ❞  

Ew, was the thought that popped in her head. She couldn’t handle puke, if the boy was gonna burst into tears that would’ve been fun- but vomit. Dear God that she is unsure that exists, please do not let this boy puke. “If you throw up, I will be certain to fill your tummy back up, Beauchamp,” she promised. Although if she would follow through was up in the air. The gate closed, meaning they were gonna be next when the ride did finished it’s thing with the first group. “Why are you scared of the coaster anyway? Isn’t bravery in the Beauchamp genes?”

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landon-wood‌:

“Alright, I can do that”. Landon’s eyebrows raised up, she was a very honest girl which he always admired. Just not used to hearing those things from a complete stranger. “Yeah… sorry you lost his dick?” he said after busting out laughing, he wasn’t quite sure what to say, but that is what came out. “I’m Landon” she said holding out his hand.

“Oh not my dick,” Faith denied. “Honestly thank God for that, but I’m sure if you bump into any other girl here, they would appreciate that apology.” Faith shrugged. Nate was dead and he was literally nothing to her except some dude she banged a couple of times, she would take that secret to the grave though. Although Cassy knew- but she was a solid vault, like a walking diary. “I’m Faith,” she took his hand and shook it. “I think I’ve seen you in church. I should’ve introduced myself sooner. I’m the Preacher’s kid.”

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jessefm‌:

“It’s fine,” he assured. He couldn’t blame her. It seemed like all of Rosefield was having a rough week, and while he liked it well enough spending the day behind a fair booth wasn’t exactly anyone’s idea of a good time. “I’m Jesse, nice to meet you. So why’d you decide to help out this year?”

“I promise I’m more fun than this,” Faith added, hoping he wasn’t gonna dread next to her. Which was true, Faith after dark and high enough was a riot. Faith just on her morning coke- she was just alright. “I help out every year, it’s kind of a family tradition. I should mention I’m running for Mrs. Rosefield, if you like me by the end of this game day- don’t vote for me please.”

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casshxffman‌:

       ‘ me ?!   girl you’re the one that should’ve joined me. the ring toss is ALWAYS empty, you have no idea how much weed is in my system right now. ’        there was a particular way of enjoying a fair when you were high as a kite. not only the people seemed less annoying and therefore cassy was in a better mood, but she was REEKING excitement to go to the funhouse.    ‘ i’ll buy whatever m’lady wants as long as you take me to the mirror house. ’

“You may be correct but I am not going to say it, and instead will blame you for my misery!” Faith nodded. Being high helped though, head in the clouds while people flung things near hr made the threat seemed like fun video game. “I will endure the creepy mirror maze for food. But if I see the back of my head- I’m out. I’ve seen Us.”

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antihercics‌:

“it’s not a surplus of energy,” she says, deflated. she is a wilted flower, set too long out in the sun. isla unhooks herself from the girl and opens the cash box. searching through its metal intestines for gold. “it’s the inevitable insanity setting in.” then clank. the box is closed and she comes bearing gifts. her hand extends, waiting to drop the change into faith’s palm. “i’d kill for some excitement.” admittedly, she could have chosen better words, if she hadn’t believed every ounce of them. night, she knew, was when the fun would truly begin.

“Hey now- I was just joking, no need to turn into a pumpkin,” She said handing the girl the money and waited for the cash to be exchanged. It seemed everyone was anti-fair, maybe it’s one of those things that are way more fun as a child. She took the cash from Isla and offered a smile. “Be careful what you wish for," Faith cautioned with a wink. “I’m sure you can take a break- let’s grab food. This is a volunteer position, not work,” she mused. Faith stuck out her hand offering it the girl to take so could hop out the booth and go on a walk with Faith.

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spidcrswebb‌:

was the balloon popping booth really where madison wanted to spend her time? of course not. however, she was here and it was relatively empty. she had time to kill before her shift started so why not? “that was some horror movie shit,” madison teased as she leaned up against the booth. “but you’re on. i’ll give it a shot and give you something to do.”

“What can I say, I have a personality fit for a horror movie,” Faith teased back. Having an adult human in front of her was nice, it was better than the children that were their a bit earlier. “Hey- you’re that girl with the blog right?”

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secondripped‌:

‹ 🍓 ›    SHE NEVER THOUGHT WATCHING  people  go  around  a  carousel  could  be  so  …  tiring.  though ,  hazel  being  something  of  an  introvert  probably  played  a  bigger  part  in  her  being  tired.  the  whole  ..  being  outside  &  around  people  for  too  long  was  starting  to  take  effect.  she  stealthily  took  out  a  small  joint  and  took  a  puff  from  it.  the  femme  put  it  away  &  quickly  swatted  away  the  smoke  as  the  other  sparked  a  conversation. “ oh – hey faith. ”  she  offers  a  smile. “ abso-fucking-lutely. ”  sigh. “ who knew a fair could be so draining ? ”  her  eyes  turned  towards  the  dart boards. “ is balloon dart duty all you cracked it up to be ? ”

Faith was jealous of how tough Hazel was, if she out in about smoking weed her father would pull her by the ear and lecture her. She was 20 years old, leaving away from home and her parents still had this control over her. It was sickening, and here Hazel was just being her. What a fucking vibe. “I did actually,” Faith nodded. “I don’t know why they didn’t just cancel this year, this year just feels extra draining,” she sighed. “Oh you know the thrilling world of hearing balloon pop and kids aim for you instead of the thing they could get a prize for. Fun fun fun,” she droaned. She made eye contact with the girl manning the booth before hopping out. Faith was due for a break as well. “Where you heading? And do you want company?”