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“I know I seem to have the ideal body, but if I do one more pull up I think I’ll throw up and unless you plan on holding my hair I need to stop. Like now. Like 5 minutes ago. Like I never should have started doing them in the first place.”
“—— for fucksakes, just sign the thing already. That or stop staring at me before I give you one myself.”
“I was staring at you because it’s odd to see someone with a broken bone in a gym. But if you insist then I will.” Fallon found a sharpie with ease and wrote a flourished “F” on the man’s arm cast.
“okay, so i was arresting this guy earlier, and get this, i don’t know how, but the dude fucking bit my ear.”
“O--Oh. Well, first of all don’t touch me and second of all maybe go to a clinic and get that looked at.”
FALLON DOCKERY | 26 | WESTBROOK | PERSONAL TRAINER | MEGAN FOX
PAST:
The streets of Belfast in 1992 were not a safe place to be. Or actually they were, just not if you lived in the same neighbourhood of Fallon Dockery and had crossed her. She was a spitfire and she didn’t take shit. Said something bad about her? You could expect at least three of your teeth were getting knocked out, and that was if she was in a good mood that day. Street brawls and strong language were two of Fallon’s favourite things. That was until Thomas was introduced to her.
She was 19 when they met. His blue eyes, flawless skin and confident personality was like a drug to her. Pulled her in and demanded she wanted more of it. Fallon could hardly go a second without him. From the moment she met him, she was hooked. And so was he. They were inseparable. Wherever Fallon went, Thomas went and vice versa so it was no surprise to the people of Belfast when the couple were engaged after a year of being attached at the hip. The whole of the city was invited to the event and there was a reason. Thomas’ family was highly influential in Ireland and they made sure everyone knew it. Fallon especially knew how influential the family was, but it wasn’t why she loved Thomas. She had believed that the two of them truly had a connection and it looked that way. Little did Fallon know that everything the O’Leahy family touched was illegal. From drugs, to guns, to even the money used to pay for the wedding. It was all dirty. But Thomas made sure Fallon was left in the dark for all of it. He wanted to protect her from his family life. But it wasn’t enough.
One cold and rainy night while Fallon folded laundry and did the idle tasks of a house wife there was a rustling in the bushes outside of the house. Fallon got up slowly from the couch and looked out the drapes. Before she knew it, the door was knocked down from the front of the house and men were screaming at her to get on the ground. Fallon didn’t know what was happening. Confused, she was put in handcuffs and watched as the strange padded men swarmed in her house. Thomas and her were loaded into the back of a police car and never saw that home again. He began to come clean in the car to her, admitting his wrongs. He had robbed a bank and killed countless men. Fallon didn’t know what to think, she just knew that in that moment she had never hated anyone more in her life.
Fallon was released as she had nothing to do with the criminal acts of her husband. She fled, she had no choice. Fallon took her maiden name and ran to America, telling no one. She didn’t know where she would end up or who she would see or if any face would recognized her. Fallon just wanted to be far from the O’Leahy crime family and figured an ocean would be the best way to separate herself from them.
PRESENT:
Fallon and Thomas were still legally married but Fallon told no one in the small town. After a few years of bouncing from city to city she landed herself in Lanford, just forty minutes outside of New York. The town was quiet and small and it seemed as if no one there knew who she was. It had been 5 years since she started renting a small Westbrook apartment and landed a job at the local gym. She just hopes to remain anonymous from her frightful past.
PERSONALITY:
+ Energetic, Positive, Happy
- Stubborn, Distrusting, Obsessive
“A very good thing to keep track of in my opinion.”
“A compliment indeed. Eh, kinda so far but there’s time to improve on things. I like seeing that smile a lot more than seeing a grumpy face on you, that helps.”
“A grumpy face tends to weed through the weak one’s in the pack quicker though.”
“I don’t remember. I’m still thinking about your ass –Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”
“Keep looking at mine and the next day you’re in the gym we’ll work out yours.”
“No shame in being alone— you’re a strong, powerful woman, who need no man and all that. In any case, alcohol will help no matter what.”
“I don’t need all the pep me up bullshit. Just whiskey will do fine, thanks.”
“Sure do— it’s the only non-boring place in Lanford, after all. Oh please, who cares if you’ve waxed or not. People wants to fuck you for your lips alone, no one’s gonna care if you have a small forrest between your legs.”
“A small forrest? I don’t think it’s that out of control. Then again it has been a while...”
“I’ve been to Europe many times. I know how you girls operate when it comes to shaving… Or lack thereof.”
“I think you’re talking explicitly about the French and I’m clearly not French.”
“Mmm, well you do have a nice ass.”
“A nice ass that makes clothes shopping a migraine.”
“and leave me all by myself?”
“In the onesie club, yes.”
“That would be a ridiculous thing to sue you over. It might not have been a waste though, the day’s not over yet, after all.”
“The day in a whole, no. But my eventful day on the town almost is.”
“No matter how many times I have to put on a tie, it always turns out looking like shit.”
“Look up a video then, I don’t have the time for your fashion crisis.”
“Totally a self assessment though, I think I should maybe that you for disagreeing or at least acknowledging that you didn’t say that.”
“You know, some people get weirded out about that sort of thing. Glad you don’t. You’re…actually kinda cool, I dig it.”
“I’m quite aware of what comes out of my mouth along as what goes in to it. Well, it’s a compliment, is it not? I’m not going to get weirded out by that. Oh no, only kinda?”