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@gabrielxxsantos
thorenlance·:
“are you gonna ask me to feed you next?” thoren jokes, nodding at the request. “yeah, i can see what i can find. it might be vending machine food though, fair warning.”
“I usually don’t have people feed me until the second date. But hey, if you’re feeling generous enough, I’m not one to turn it down. The burns make it fucking hard to move.” Gabriel chuckles and nods. “Vending machine works. Anything that’s junk my body will absorb. Much appreciated, man.”
kimberly-walker·:
She had been at the hospital for a few hours now and all Kim was told to do was wait there around while her brother was being examined. Unable to sit in just one place, too exhausted from all the crying and stress, she found herself wandering down the hallways; wondering when her family would make it there or when the doctors would come back with more news about Jude’s condition.
He came out of nowhere, snapping her out of her thoughts and causing Kim to somewhat jump on the side. Baby blues focused on the man, his face then moved to his arm; the burns evident. “You’re hurt.” She murmured, tearing up again. Gabe too now, who was next? “It’s.. it’s crazy out there. What do you need? Let me help.”
“Hey, hey. Look it’s nothing I can’t handle, alright?” Gabriel soothes, not liking the tears that formed in her eyes. “I just wanted the nurse to change the basin water. It’s not as cold as I’d like...” He sheepishly lifts his arms to show the redness from his burns. “But really Kim, I’m OK.”
“Are you?” He asks, genuinely worried about her. “I know it’s been a long day for everyone.”
parkercullen·:
“I think you need to be checked out, not me.” Parker says, eyeing the man who had approached them. “I’m not hurt, let me help you.”
Gabriel blinks twice at the man’s words, “I’m fine.” But the stinging in his arm too apparent. “Alright... Maybe I could use a bit of help.”
“Hey, listen to me.” Gabriel instructed, ignoring the burns on his arms as he fled to help someone else. He scanned the body, “Are you okay? I’m gonna have to check you out. You good with that?”
thorenlance·:
“it’s only a black eye…i’m fine, really.” thoren insists, shaking his head at the other. “are you alright? can i get you anything? call anyone for you?” he asks, more concerned about the other person than he was about himself.
“My arm hair’s been singed off and I’m currently soaking everything in Alloe vera... Do you think you could possibly... Swipe some food for me? I’m starving and it fucking hurts to lift anything near my mouth.”
“Ah, fuck.” Gabriel groans as the nurse instructs him to soak his arms in cool water. The accident occurred far too quickly for him to compute because next thing he knew, his arms were caught by a searing heat. She leaves him be for the next five minutes but Gabriel felt the eternity of waiting. He hated feeling so useless.
Upon hearing foot steps outside his door, he calls out. “Hey! Could you help change the water. My arms still feel so fucking hot.” He looks up realizing it’s not a nurse. “Kim, hey. Sorry. Nurse said she’d be back but I’m sure they’re all swamped.”
@kimberly-walker
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“I’m looking for a Hudson? Joseph Hudson.” Gabriel states, walking into the firehouse. One of the firefighters directed him to a tall blonde; damn what was this man benching?
“Hey man.” He says, holding his hand out. “Just wanted to know if you had the arsenal report done from the Willard case. CPD is up my ass about figuring out the cause and whether or not it was intentional. Got anything for me?”
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jamesxblackwell·:
Every damn phrase coming out of his mouth, every single second that passed with Gabriel so much as breathed beside him, made James want to stop the car and punch some sense to him. Right there, in the middle of a mission. His knuckles turned white from how hard he was grabbing the steering wheel and his nostrils flared with anger. He knew very well what would happen if he interfered with the mission just to fight.
Ι wanted to love her the same way you did.
“Well you fucking couldn’t!” The words lashed out, hitting the other like a whip. The way he tried to describe what he did as some romantic act of despair made his gut turn and twist with disgust. “You should’ve known. You fucking should’ve.” What did he think was going to happen? That he’d get to have an affair with his girlfriend without him ever finding out? And if he did, how he could live with himself at the thought was beyond him. “Oh you didn’t, huh? So you rathered fuck her in my house instead. For two, fucking, years.” He spat every word out. Whenever he stopped and tried to even conceive a reason good enough for them to do what they did, his excuses were coming short. They were in love, was the one fact he’d pretty much assumed from the get go. Still, it didn’t cut it. When you feel this way for someone you’re not supposed to, you either hold back or man up and tell the truth instead of fucking up the way the both of them did. “The worst part is, you two still would’ve kept it on if I hadn’t caught you.”
You are so damn lucky and you don’t even realize it.
As if on its own accord, his foot hit the brake and he pulled over, roughly parking the car at the edge of the road. The glare he threw his way was filled with disbelief and disgust. “Lucky?! You of all people have the balls to call me that. I looked up to you,” he scoffed. “You’re the only person I trusted with all the shit I’ve been through! But you went ahead and ruined the one thing I had that made me happy anyway.” Gabriel was the only person besides Eleanor who knew exactly what had happened to him. He knew how he grew up in a house of abuse, how he lost his childhood way too soon. He knew how his mother’s addiction led him to foster care, and that he worked his ass off to finish school while being a goddamn adult, surrounded by kids who pointed their finger at the dumb kid who couldn’t finish in time. And he damn well had witnessed the other guys at the police academy go on with this act after they saw someone join at the age others were graduating, for he was the one to tell them off back in the day. It was how James took a liking in him. Every day of his life, every good thing he had, he’d spit blood and sweat to achieve it. Opening himself up to love was no exception. Letting someone in when he’d witnessed first hand how love can blind and destroy a person, had been one of the hardest things he ever had to do. He’d done it twice in his whole life. After Eleanor left him, it took James six years to pick up the pieces and move on. With Isabelle. There Gabriel was, claiming he’d loved…both of them? Claiming he was the sad kid whose heart broke.
“Whatever the fuck you’re talking about, I don’t care to hear it. But don’t you try and blame me for the mess you two caused. If you wanted to screw one another you should’ve told me and I would’ve stepped aside.” James shook his head slowly. For the first time, a hint of sorrow glinted in his eyes. “‘Cause I’m the fucking idiot who thought of you as my brother and her as someone worth loving. I would’ve let you be happy.”
With that, he turned his eyes straight ahead and turned on the engine, hitting the streets before he did something that would get him suspended.
For a brief moment, as the car returned its movement, Gabriel felt a tinge of guilt pass through him. He allowed silence to fill the vehicle as he thought of something to say. There was this notion of unease settling in him.
“Why’d you look up to me?” He asks, genuinely curious. “Because if anything, I looked up to you.” Gabriel thought back to everything he did and this much was true.
“But I don’t see how you could’ve looked up to me when I saw you as the most admirable thing around, Blackwell. You were the one who worked so god damn hard for everything. You had the girl, both girls, mind you. You had everything that I didn’t. So the fact for a second you’d look up to me, I don’t get it.”
“I shouldn’t have. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. I’m sorry.” He apologized, knowing it didn’t mean much now. “Screwing around behind your back was awful. We were going to tell you. I swear. But it was Isabelle’s idea to keep everything so secretive. Every time I asked her to come clean, she wouldn’t. She said just a little bit longer. I believed her. I wanted to so badly believe her. I should’ve known that no woman was worth our friendship and for that, I’m truly sorry.”
“I didn’t just lose the love of my life, I lost my brother. my best friend. if I could take it back, I would.”
Roman Holiday
eleanorkingston:
“What the fuck?” Eleanor asked as a question more to herself than anyone else. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The words burned her ears with a heat she couldn’t describe. Granted, perhaps not the first choice of words to say to anyone after confessing their love… But was this even real?
“Th-That’s bullshit, Gabriel. You don’t love me.” She said through gritted teeth, unsure where this anger was coming from. “You can’t love me. I’m with…”
James.
But she wasn’t. They weren’t together, even if by some crazy miracle the world brought all of them here. He was no longer hers to call mine.
Still, she had to defend him. Stand up for James even when he wasn’t around because that’s what Eleanor would’ve wanted for herself.
“You’re not allowed. You can’t go on admitting you love a girl like this. Plus! Y-You shouldn’t have cheated with James’ girlfriend. What were you thinking? You weren’t. That’s what. You and James were so close, didn’t you think about that?”
Her body fully turns to him as she pinched the bridge of your nose, “How could you do something so selfish, Gabby?” She asks. Unbelieving his words. “I left because James was far too good a man for me and I was scared. So fucking scared. But you? You’d no right to go on loving another woman that wasn’t yours to begin with.”
Like me.
“You should’ve stayed by his side. He needed you. Fuck, Gabriel. You don’t screw up something like that. A relationship. You stick by your best friend, no matter what. Because that’s what people do.”
“Oh come on, Eleanor! Open your eyes!” Gabriel sighed. “Can’t you see that James never loved you. That you leaving him was a god damn blessing him?” He shot at her. He didn’t mean to lie but it came out so effortlessly.
“Sure, I shouldn’t have cheated but James shouldn’t have told a woman he loved her when in reality he didn’t. When things got a little hard, he up and let her leave. That’s not love. He never loved you.” His voice softened, probably knowing this was the worst thing for her to listen to. “Sorry, is that hard to hear? Because it’s the fucking truth and someone has to tell you. If you hate me forever, then fine. But James isn’t all that people have cracked him up to be. The man you knew when you were engaged was such a facade that every time I saw you together my heart broke because it should’ve been me.”
“He’s impulsive. His proposal was anything but pure impulse, I'd be worried too if I had someone as amazing as you that I knew could leave me. So tying you down is better than letting you go. Because he’s selfish like that Lena.”
“When you left, he practically breathed a sigh of relief. He never had the balls to tell you that he needed space, that he wanted to break up. Instead, he let you do it. Let you feel guilty for leaving him when really he was so fucking glad he left. Why else do you think he never went after you? He had so much time to, right?”
“That way he could have another love of mine.” Gabriel sighs, running a hand thorough his hair. “I couldn’t let him take her. I wholly and truly loved her. Just as I do with you.”
kimberly-walker·:
· · · · · · · · · · · · ·“You sound like my dad. But yeah, I guess it’s kind of my thing.” She joked, eyebrows·waggling playfully. The truth was Kim had no idea when to stop talking, but she was glad he wasn’t getting uncomfortable.·“Ah. So, you were in love and someone else got the girl.” The brunette repeated, head tilting at the side.·“I know you probably don’t know me, and I don’t know you but honestly? Shit happens. We’re adults, people make choices..·two adults made a choice and it didn’t include you in the picture.” She shrugged.·“Been there, done that. Do you know what I’ve realized? It was for the best. Nearly the best thing that happened to me. Would you rather be with someone who didn’t care for you the way you should be cared for?”·
Looking over at him for a moment, the little pup in her arms licked her chin.·“Easy buddy.” Kim murmured,·“That’s the problem..·you shouldn’t have to prove that. You shouldn’t have to prove that you’re good enough, or worth loving. If people don’t know that already, then screw them. You’re wasting valuable time and you’re keeping yourself from truly being happy, from doing great things. Who cares what others think of you? We’re always going to be surrounded by people who can’t find it in them to appreciate it. Embrace it and learn to live with those few who can.”·
Her hand reached to scratch the dog’s head again and Kim smiled slightly, wondering if he was going to still be willing to go all the way to the clinic with her.·“Just.. think about it.. okay?”·
Kim was making sense. Too much sense for his liking. He didn’t like this tug in his heart feeling, where she just saw every true color of his and painted a canvas with them.·
“Would you rather be with someone who didn’t care for you the way you should be cared for?”·
Gabriel pondered for a moment, again making too much sense for his liking. He fumbled for words. Trying to think of something witty to say to deflect all the truth she was throwing at him. So instead he stayed silent.
“Just.. think about it.. okay?”
That he could do.
“Alright.” He agreed.·“I’ll do my best. Uhm –– Thanks.” Gabriel stated.·“No one’s ever really... Said that to me. The whole do things for yourself and who cares what others think. Truth is... I do.”
He walked side by side with her as the Georgian air suffocated him in its pleasantries.·“I’m... From an odd family. Because of this, I always felt the need to seek approval in places that I shouldn’t have, sure. But when I got it, it felt like a high that no drug could ever give you.·”
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“Just ask me out already.”
Roman Holiday
eleanorkingston:
While time can mask any pain, what she wasn’t expecting was the ache she’d feel as Gabriel told her about James’ lack of love. But Eleanor couldn’t believe it because at one point they were engaged to be married. No one asks forever if they didn’t love that person to spend it with.
A ringing in her ears.
That’s all she could hear as he kept talking. She felt numb. Gabriel knew James best, didn’t he? Spent months, years with him after she left so surely Gabriel knew what James felt.
But before she could process any of this; smooth lips fell upon her own. The millisecond it was there, Eleanor placed her hands on his chest and shoved him off. Her breathing shallow as she tries to comprehend what just happened.
Why would he do that?
It was wrong on so many levels.While she might be a single woman, Eleanor knew better than to be kissed by her once upon a love’s best friend.
“What the hell is the matter with you?!” She snapped, staring at him. “Don’t ever do that again, Santos.”
“Lena... I’m so sorry.” Gabriel apologized. He looked out the window allowing the silence to fill the car. Putting the vehicle into drive, he peels out of the diner’s parking lot. “But you have to know the truth.”
“What did you ever see in him that you couldn’t with me?” A sadness washes over his tone as he grips the steering wheel. “Did you know, Eleanor, that he took everything that I loved from me? I loved this girl but she left us.”
He thought back to the day James came back from the airport. Distraught. Heartbroken. He was a shell of a man without Eleanor.
“So I waited to find someone as incredible, wonderful as her.” The drive was pointless with no direction. He just wanted to have his own time with her. “Eventually I found her. But James.... James had to have her. He always does.”
“I shouldn’t have lied to him but truth is I ended up cheating with his girlfriend at the time.” The admission coming from him so easily as he parked the car again in the middle of a road somewhere, “I’ve regretted it ever since. For not only did I lose a best friend but also a brother.”
“And you? Lena, you have to believe me when I say that you were the best thing that walked into our lives but when you left, I also had to rebuild. She wanted me just as I wanted her that’s why the cheating went on for so long. I loved her and would love her better than James could. I think she knew that.”
“But more than that, Eleanor Kingston, I love you.”
jamesxblackwell·:
James’ jaw clenched upon hearing his words. Two minutes in the car with him, and he already felt sick in the stomach. “You and I have a very different definition of what a team means, Santos.” When two people are a team, when they are friends, they don’t try to take and ruin what their friend had. He couldn’t hear him talk like that—as if nothing had happened. As if he wasn’t the one who broke the team they once were. As if he could believe a single word coming out of his mouth.
However, what almost made him turn around and drive all the way back to the station, was what he said next: I never meant to hurt you. “Bullshit,” he spat out while his grip on the wheel tightened. “Don’t push it. I’m with you for this case but that’s it. I don’t care to hear a word from you.”
“I didn’t, James. I swear.” Gabriel pressed as he held his hands up in surrender. “I wanted to love her the same way you did.” Unsure if he was talking about the ex, or Eleanor, or both. “You are so damn lucky and you don’t even realize it.” He sighs, looking out the window. Gabriel had always envied James in most facets of his life. The love that these women had given James was something he wanted for himself.
“Hear me out, you had incredible women who loved you to the ends of this earth. I loved her and had I told you about it, I mean I should’ve, but I didn’t want you to know that I was also in love with someone you had... Again.”
Gabriel says "Again" because he wasn't sure that James had known of the love he also had for Eleanor way back in the day.
Roman Holiday
eleanorkingston:
The woman chuckled but it was soon silenced by the thought of James nursing a broken heart.
“I never meant to hurt him.” She said in hushed tones.
The drive was short as he pulled into the parking lot. Eleanor put on a small smile as he parked. She looked at Gabriel, not knowing if he hated her. It would only make sense. She abandoned two of her best friends overseas.
“Really I never meant to hurt him.”
“But I’m so so grateful he had you by his side.” She placed a hand on his arm and gave a small squeeze. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, Gabby.”
As Gabriel parked he turned to her and searched into Eleanor’s hazel eyes. He could see everything. The regret, pain...
Love.
She still had for James.
This feeling bubbled in him. An envy he couldn’t quite describe. He yearned for someone to look at him the way she did for James. As if the worlds didn’t matter so long as he were by her side.
“You deserved better, Eleanor.” He sighs, running his hand through his hair. “You should have someone who stuck by you. Even when you were scared. He shouldn’t have let you walk onto that plane. He should’ve chased you down and went wherever you did. Because love is being with your person no matter what they say. James? James doesn’t love you.”
Gabriel was rolling the dice here, wondering if his words would impact her the way he hoped.
“If he loved you, he wouldn’t have let you both suffer from a heartbreak. He would’ve gotten on a plane as soon as you left and met you somewhere on this god forsaken continent. That’s what love is. Love is knowing your partner is scared but going after them and saying I’m not leaving. He left you. But you know who wouldn’t have, Lena? Me. I would’ve crossed every ocean to tell you that you’re worth loving.”
Truth be told, Gabriel was on a roll and had no idea where this Shakespearean was coming from. Most of it was true though. He wanted Eleanor. This was his chance.
“You don’t have to be without me, if you don’t want.”
With that, he moved into her space and felt pulled into her space. His lips crashed into hers in a kiss he wanted since James first brought her to a pub all those years ago.
kimberly-walker·:
“But why do you have to prove anything to a society that will never accept everyone? Personally, I think you should focus all that energy in becoming a better person for the people in your life, but most importantly yourself.” Kim responded and shrugged her shoulders, knowing well that everyone was unique in their own way - but that didn’t mean this uniqueness was everyone else’s cup of tea. “It makes sense, what you want to do. I just think you’re doing it for the wrong reasons. It shouldn’t be about society, it should be about you. If someone can’t respect you.. move on. Why waste your breath and energy over something that can’t really affect you? Everyone is worth loving.. but remember, you can’t force that upon others.”
“Do you like leaving people speechless? And for once, I’m not talking about looks.” Gabriel sighs, not knowing what she was getting at but it was unnerving. Kim called him out without even knowing why he was like this. In fact Gabriel didn’t even know. “A man I once called my best friend took a girl that I loved. That union they had nearly broke me.” He wasn’t lying per say. But he also wasn’t talking about the girlfriend he cheated with. “I did things I should... Regret. But it was there relationship that made me feel so...”
Fuck, why was he opening up like this again?
“I just felt like I wasn’t good enough. So I’d spread myself thin to prove to everyone else, if not her, that I’m a good man. One worth loving.”
Roman Holiday
eleanorkingston:
“It’s not that, Gabby… It’s just you’re James’ best friend and my close one. But I wasn’t about to have you pick between the two of us.”
“It sounds like a custody battle gone bad. Besides, James needs you. How could I have left him and taken his best friend with me?” She looked out the window, still regretting the way she left James all those years ago. “You two were like peas in a pod. He had to have you if he couldn’t have me.”
Eleanor still spoke in present tense. Did she not know about his own falling out with James? If not, he could use it to his own advantage. Gabriel wondered why James hadn’t brought this up with her. Unless he too hadn’t seen Eleanor yet. Yet, she talked like they’d at least seen each other once. Regardless, this was perfect. She still saw him as good. Maybe that’s all Gabriel wanted to be.
“If you’d ask, I would’ve followed.” He said, looking over at her.
“Actually no, you’re probably right. I wouldn’t have because James has me wrapped around his finger. Even still.” He chuckles, allowing the mood to sober up a bit.
“Plus, my boy was distraught. Had to keep him from drinking to the bottom of bottles every night.”
