now i can breathe, turn my insides out.

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               sam keeps the smile on her face, watching as asher holds zelda up and plays with her. she nods her head, offering a light, ❝ definitely ! ❞ and she thinks it’s cute. zelda’s so happy, so carefree, and sam hopes she can hold on to that forever. she watches still as she runs over to the patio for her sippy cup, but when asher grabs her hand and intertwines their fingers together, her smile drops. she looks over to him and shrugs slightly, her gaze falling after only a moment of eye contact. she stares at their hands, blinking as she squeezes it slightly. ❝ it — i don’t know. it’s okay. s’just hard sometimes, ❞ she replies. 

               his whole focus is on her now and he frowns, running his thumb over her skin. ❝ i know, ❞ he sighs and then he's rolling over to wrap an arm around her. ❝ i know. ❞ a soft gulp falls from asher's lips as he pulls her to his chest. ❝ is there anything i can do ? i can call the babysitter if you wanna go out maybe. they just opened that sushi place down the street, if you like sushi. ❞ and then he's looking down at her, bottom lip pulled between his teeth. ❝ you're safe now, i promise. ❞ he's whispering before kissing her forehead gently.

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                  knox clenches his jaw, gaze firmly trained on micah’s lower half. he traces the curves of their skin, his hands reaching out and lightly running along the curves on micah’s sides before he’s growling and pushing down on micah’s lower back, forcing them to bend over. he hums in response to the question, his index finger hooking inside the waistband. he begins to run his finger along the width of the skirt, a soft, ❝ fucking slut, ❞ leaving his lips before he’s leaning forward and pressing his lips to the dimples in the small of micah’s back.

                  suddenly they're being forced to bend over and a gasp falls from their lips as they look back at him. micah whimpers at the name, eyes closing shut when they feel his lips against their back. they squirm, wiggling their hips even more as they do but they just can't help it. ❝ d-daddy. ❞ and then they're standing up straight and turning around. micah crawls into knox's lap, legs going to each side of his waist. they roll their hips as they whine and bite their lip.

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      it’s not that xavier doesn’t like this .. because he does. he loves it. all the time he had gotten to spend with micah lately, all the small but lovely things they would do together. just like how they were now, sitting underneath the moon on some old swingset. but it was just that xavier knew by the end of the night he would get caught up in his head again. and every night that proved to be true. so maybe he wouldn’t admit that he was hurt by his ex’s actions, but it was clear that he was. he was destroyed by it all. xavier hears the other let out a soft sigh and turns his head to look at them. upon hearing their words, he can’t help but smile and look up at the sky. ❝ yeah, it is, ❞ he says quietly, his gaze averting from the glowing moon to micah’s soft eyes. he thought sometimes he could see everything in them. ❝ they say that full moons make you crazy. you better watch out for me tonight. the moon messes with my emotions twenty four seven anyway. ❞ he lets out a quiet sigh, looking down at the ground and then back up at micah. ❝ you look nice tonight. ❞ he blurts out, his brain to mouth filter obviously faltering on that one. 

           they don't regret punching the guy in the face, even though their hand was in intense pain two seconds after and xavier had to take them to the nurse. micah just hopes it hurt his ex more than it hurt them. their goal for tonight was to not let xavier get really bad. micah promised themselves to take care of him, just like they always do. their brow quirks at his comment about the moon and they can't help but smile just a tiny bit. ❝ i think i can handle you, ❞ they mumble, cheeks turning a soft rose that they'll blame on the cold air. but then the next thing he says has their cheeks turning a harsher color than rose, a very deep red and something they can't blame on brisk weather. did they try to look nice tonight for xavier ? it's a possibility. looking down at their black leggings and combat boots, accompanied with a pale pink sweater. micah also may have done their eyeliner a bit. they bite down on their naturally pink lips and turn towards xavier. ❝ th-thanks. so do you. like, you look nice tonight too. very pretty. ❞ then they're coughing and shaking their head. ❝ um — like, you know what i mean. ❞

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         this ... whatever it was has become a normal thing for micah and xavier. xavier would start the night out happy and excited. he would look up into the sky with the biggest smile on his face. the one that made his lips stretch across his face and his eyes crinkle up and micah's poor heart speed up every time they saw it. but then, xavier ran out of things that made him numb and soon lost his beautiful smile. micah watched as he stared down at his hands. they were sitting on some swings in a park that micah's already forgotten the name to. their head is tilted at xavier as a small sigh falls from their lips. it's been like this ever since xavier and his ex had a ... rather terrible breakup. well, since xavier's ex called him a faggot in the cafeteria and micah punched the shit out of him. micah felt bad for xavier. he didn't deserve the pain. micah wishes they can just take it all away. ❝ h-hey, ❞ they mumble, nudging his shoulder. ❝ it's a full moon. look at how pretty it is. ❞ they point to the sky with a small smile, eyes flickering from xavier up to the sky.

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                   mason isn’t the kind of person to hate anyone, not really. but he’s had his fair share of people leaving him and he’s tired of all of it.  ❝ i texted you so much. you didn’t even care. you don’t even know. ❞ he holds his breath for a moment. he didn’t hate him. he didn’t.  ❝ it doesn’t matter. nothing’s the same. ❞

                   ❝ mason. ❞ gabe chokes out, teeth sinking into his lower lip. he feels like his heart has been punched out of his chest and looking at mason only makes the aching pain worse so he drops his head, staring down at his feet. ❝ it does matter. i — i'm sorry. ❞ then he's sighing, bringing his hand to his face and rubbing slightly before looking back up. ❝ i was hospitalized. i wanted to talk to you again after i got out but i just — couldn't bring myself to do it. i'm sorry... ❞

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                   despite this being a frequent occurrence, sam still can’t help the lack of control that always seems to overtake her. her eyes are closed and she lets out a soft sigh, opening them to stare back at gabe. she hums slightly, rolling his words over in her mind. ❝ kiss me a little bit harder, ❞ is all she says, a whimper following shortly after.

                   and he's fucked. he's so fucked up for doing this to sam. putting her through everything he has. he loves her, he knows that much. gabe doesn't allow himself to love people. he doesn't let people in. but for some reason, after all this time, he let sam in. he's in love with sam and it scares the shit out of him. because if there's one thing gabe fears it's VULNERABILITY and being in love makes you so vulnerable. but with sam, he's not scared. so he smashes his lips against hers once more, moaning softly against her lips as his hands slide down her body. they hook behind her thighs and he uses the position he has above her to lift them and wrap them around his waist.

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               travis knows some things, but he doesn’t know the full extent of arabella’s life. he knows most of it — but he’s always been careful not to pry. she doesn’t do it to him, and he doesn’t do it to her. they work out well that way. but it’s hard sometimes, especially during times like this, when something is so clearly wrong, but he doesn’t know what’s wrong nor how to fix it. so he frowns, lips pursing when she stutters that her mom called. he watches for a few seconds before he’s sliding under the bed too ( but it’s a small bed, and arabella takes up most of the room, so he’s kind of only half in ), and he’s grabbing her hand. ❝ i’m here, arabelly. she’s not here, you’re okay, ❞ he says. he squeezes her hand lightly for reassurance. ❝ i’m proud of you. ❞

               she shaking, her eyes flickering all over the place. growing up she learned to not make eye contact with anyone. because if she did, she'd see just how dead they were inside. and she didn't wanna see that, no, no, no. but then travis is sliding underneath the bed, or well, trying to and her eyes lock with his. and he's doesn't look dead inside. he looks alive, oh so alive and she whimpers, lower lip quivering. a single tears rolls down the side of her face and she sucks in her breath, nodding. ❝ y-you're here. not her. y-you... ❞ and then she's choking out a sob, squeezing his hand so very tightly. ❝ d-don't let her come back. don't l-let her take me back there. i c-can't... i can't g-go back there. ❞