Silenced

I'm Cleo Wilde.

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Welcome to Bridgewood Academy…

Dear Sir or Madam, We are pleased to inform you that your child has been accepted into Bridgewood Academy, a school for extremely talented children. Inside this package, you will find the student handbook, a campus map, and a list of items we suggest your child packs. Enclosed, you will also find a contract for both you and your student to sign. Please do this and bring it with you when you arrive at orientation. We look forward to seeing your child next semester! Sincerely, Headmaster K

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tbh i miss walt and all of u thinking of u this August guys

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Welcome to Bridgewood Academy…

Dear Sir or Madam, We are pleased to inform you that your child has been accepted into Bridgewood Academy, a school for extremely talented children. Inside this package, you will find the student handbook, a campus map, and a list of items we suggest your child packs. Enclosed, you will also find a contract for both you and your student to sign. Please do this and bring it with you when you arrive at orientation. We look forward to seeing your child next semester! Sincerely, Headmaster K

Plot | Rules | Characters | Application | Navigation 

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Here's an idea:

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You’re not being selfish or needy, you’re being human. And alright, tell you what. I’ll work on doing a better job of showing you I love you in other ways than physically, and you work on accepting the fact that your husband loves you more than he loves himself. Deal?

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Human? No, I'm definitely an Alien. Buut, alright. I guess we both have things to work on and I will definitely try to keep up on my end. So yeah, deal.

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This seems to be working just fine.

Then that’s my fault, but I can tell you definitively that that’s not true. I love you with all my heart. I’m just…I’m not good at telling you that, not really good at showing it…I try, but it’s mostly me showing you through physical attention, and I guess that’s not working as well as I thought…how can I fix this? How can I make it better?

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I guess it's the showing part. I feel so selfish and needy, but I guess it's nice to feel loved. And I know you try, and I guess a part of me knows you do love me but that's so foreign to me because I've never been loved before. Nobody had ever told me that, and all of a sudden I'm plopped down in this life where it's foundations should be built on love, and I.. I don't really know what to do with myself. I don't know if it's something you can fix, or something I need to fix for myself. 

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Talk to me?

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I don't know how to.

You see, I really do love you. Tons. I just...sometimes... I don't feel... that it's reciprocated.

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Agreed.

It isn’t settled, is it?

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No, not really.

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Would certainly hope so.

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Well, glad that's settled.

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What? How the hell am I supposed to compete with something like that? You’re a whole lot more gifted with words than I am. I love you, though, with all my heart. You know that.

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It's okay, you're still my favorite.

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Uh…yeah, I’ve got nothing.

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I...um. That's okay.

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Impossible.

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Totally possible and true. I love youuuu like the sun loves the moon and the ocean loves the shore and like I love frozen yogurt and elephants but a million times more. I love you so many times over it could hurt but it doesn't because it's just kinda bliss. And it's really nice we didn't write vows because I don't think I'm good at putting my love for you into words.

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I’m glad to know that kind of thing works out in real life sometimes. Sometimes I think it’s all a vast conspiracy to make me feel like an idiot for looking for that kind of thing.

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Well, trust me. It was no fairy tale. It was messy, bloody, death-beddy, stuck in elevators, but in the end it worked out.

Hmm, maybe it was fairy-tale. Except I was definitely a damsel in distress.

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Cleopatra Olympe, I love you more than life itself.

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I love you a million times more than that, I'd say.

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Totally fair.

Depends. Does the aspect of me having a kid deter you from jumping in bed with me?

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I don't know, man. I think you should tell me how much you love me first.

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I wasn’t gonna say anything but dang he’s hot.

Oh, I’m so glad, I would hate myself forever if I broke you up, I will definitely come to you if he does it again, if I don’t faint dead away of shock. He’s like a ninja, you know? Not the kind who fights turtles, the kind that sneaks up on you with little pointy stars. Glad someone can do something about that.

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Shhh! He'll hear you and inflate. His ego is bigger than Jupiter.

Broke us up? Nah, we've been through some crazy shit, and we've made it out hand in hand. At the end of the day, he's still my best friend. The guy who let me sleep in his room when I was sick, even if he forgot breakfast sometimes. He's always been there when I wake up in the hospital, and he's a shoulder to cry on. He's my rock. I really love the guy, and if I'm being honest with you, he's all bark- no bite. Total sweetheart, even if he doesn't act like it all the time.

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Why not? It worked out spectacularly for me, didn’t it?

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Ohhh, come onn. Not fair. 

You're not so much of a douchelord anymore.In fact I think I might like you. We could be perfect for each other. Maybe we should date or something, I dunno.

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Where’s the fun in that?

Wait, why does Nathan have to play nice?

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So he doesn't turn into a womanizing douchelord. I dunno, I'd like a well-rounded son. One that plays nice. Unless of course somebody is talking shit. Then he can whoop their asses.