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[goldvnskiies]

BETH!

beth bit the tip of her thumb, digging deep into her mind for any and all information about ellie. it became increasingly difficult, considering how long it’d been since even beth had seen the girl, allowing her to have her space and build her life with alex whilst she took on more clients elsewhere to avoid drawing any attention to ellie. 

“her father.” beth murmured, “her father has always had it out for her. she’s been on the run from him since she broke all ties to the circle, blake, lola, him, all of it.” beth leaned forward, crossing her arms against the table. 

“last i’d heard of her, she was staying in silver creek, washington with alex and his family.” her statement raised another question. 

“is alex missing too? that could raise even more flags. or get us more help. if he’s gone too, they could be hiding together. or they were taken together. she’s never trusted anyone like she trusts him. if he’s at home losing his mind because ellie is nowhere to be find, he might have a more up-to-date idea of her preferred hiding places, if it’s not thomas keeping her.” 

HE  WATCHES  HER  CLOSELY,  making  sure  he  pays  complete  and  utter  attention  to  the  information  she  gave.  sure,  once  upon  a  time,  he  was  probably  the  most  skilled  guy  in  his  field  when  it  came  to  tracking  down  a  target,  but  these  days,  he  was  out  of  practice.  and  trying  to  find  someone  who  was  either  already  taken,  or  hiding  from  professionals  always  made  for  tricky  work.

❛ as  far  as  i’m  aware,  alex  was  last  seen  at  their  home,  but  anything  could’ve  happened  between  then  and  now... ❜  he  says  with  a  sigh,  looking  into  the  distance  as  his  fingers  run  against  the  bottom  of  his  chin  in  thought.  he  pauses  for  a  moment,  a  sudden  worried  look  crossing  his  face  before  he  turns  back  to  her,  speaking  in  a  rushed,  but  still  quiet,  tone.

❛ beth,  i’m  going  to  need  you  to  trust  me.  more  than  you’ve  ever  trusted  anyone... ❜  he  says  as  he  slowly  stands,  holding  his  hands  out  in  a  surrender  motion  in  front  of  her.   ❛ if  they  see  us  working  together,  they’ll  know  i’m  onto  them.  i’m  going  to  need  you  to  put  on  your  best  show  ever,  okay? ❜  he  says  as  he  walks  behind  the  chair  she  was  sat  on,  running  his  finger  down  her  arms  before  he  pushes  her  wrists  together  and  cuffs  them.

❛ gentlemen? ❜  he  calls  out  loudly,  a  warm  smirk  growing  on  his  face  as  he  pulls  beth  out  of  the  chair  and  holds  her  in  front  of  them.  ❛ we  have  her.  now,  let’s  go.  oh  ---  and   aaron?  try  to  keep  your  eyes  in  the  right  place  this  time. ❜  he  says  as  he  heads  past  the  group  of  guys  that  had  just  entered  the  room,  leading  beth  into  the  back  of a  van.   ❛ chop,  chop.  we  haven’t  got  all  day. ❜  he  tells  the  guys  as  he  shoves  them  into  the  front.  ❛ i’ll  keep  an  eye  on  our  guest  in  the  back. ❜   he  says  as  he  climbs  into  the  back  with  her  and  shuts  the  doors.

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pxriit‌:

“lucky me.” beth teased back, biting her lip as they continued with their drive to the pizza diner. 

“please, you always look prepared to stumble upon a 5-star restaurant.” beth told lola, stepping through the door and taking her place across from the other girl, grabbing a second menu of her own. 

“i mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. we have all the time in the world, considering we skipped the getting to know you part and dating part and just jumped right into marriage, forced or not.” beth returned lolita’s smile, setting down her menu. 

“but we can, if that’ll make you feel better.” she offered. 

“well...  how  about  you  get  to  know  me?”  she  asks,  glancing  up  from  her  menu  to  look  at  beth,  cunning  smile  growing  on  a  face.  “how  about  once  we  get  out  of  here,  i  show  you  just  what  my  life  is  like?  we’ve  already  done  the  work  part,  so  i  guess  all  we  have  left  to  do  is  play...”

she  says  as  she  smiles  at  the  waitress  that  comes  over  to  them.  “i’ll  have  the  pepperoni  please.  large.  with  a  diet  coke.”  she  says  to  them,  before  looking  towards  beth  again,  waiting  for  her  to  order  before  she  leans  back  in  her  chair,  watching  her  curiously.  “so  what  is  your  favourite  colour?”

[goldvnskiies]

BETH !

beth remained stoic. to be fair, he had no reason to harm her. and beth knew that lola would murder tom as swiftly as beth would if he laid a hand on ellie. at the same time, tom had the means to make sure ellie was properly watched over. the least she could do was hear him out. 

“what do you need me to do?” beth whispered, so quietly she was worried that he wouldn’t hear her. 

HE  WAS  SURPRISED  that  beth  didn’t  knock  him  out  after  he  mentioned  that  ellie  was  in  trouble,  but  he’s  incredibly  grateful  for  the  trust  she  gave  him  for  those  few  moments.  leaning  forward  again,  he  lowers  his  voice   ------  sure,  he  was  pretty  sure  the  place  wasn’t  bugged  ( he’d  sourced  it  out  himself ),  but  it  was  all  too  much  to  risk  otherwise.  “i  need  you  to  help  me  track  her  down.  i  need  you  to  give  me  all  the  information  you  know  about  her,  any  details  of  places  she  may  go  to  hide,  and  any  names  of  people  that  you  think  could  be  after  her.  anything  will  help.”

[goldvnskiies]

BETH !

“if you meet alex, you’ll see just how far away she is from all of this. and she’s so content. you’d think she was never like us in the first place.. or at least like them.” she corrected, referring to the good guys that come out of gallagher. 

“well, if it makes you feel any better, you don’t have to worry about me being the righteous townsend that i used to be. i’ll give you a run for your money.” beth said, smiling at lola sadly, then she glanced out the window. 

A  SMALL  LAUGH  is  offered  at  beth’s  words.  “well  unfortunately  for  you,  i’m  the  same  self-righteous  bitch  that  i  was  at  gallagher  so.”  she  shrugs  her  shoulders  as  she  turns  on  the  radio,  letting  the  music  play  quietly  in  the  background  as  she  drives  them  to  the  restaurant,  parking  outside  it  before  she  hops  out  of  the  car.

“it’s  not  the  fanciest  place  in  the  world,  but  i  guess  we’re  not  really  dressed  for  fancy.”  she  jokes  as  she  heads  into  the  place  and  grabs  them  both  a  table,  settling  down  into the  seat  next  to  the  window.  glancing  at  beth  from  the  top  of  the  menu,  a  slightly  more  genuine  smile  fills  her  face  as  she  jokes:  “so  uh  ----  is  this  the  bit  where  i  ask  you  dumb  questions  like:  ‘what’s  your  favourite  colour’  or  ‘what’s  your  dream  date?’“

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BETH !

beth had to admit, nothing gave her more joy than being allowed the final shot, considering she had also taken the kill of that businessman in the gentleman’s club. she took a few steps around the man, his eyes following her every move. she leaned down beside him, grabbing his jaw and facing him away from her and aiming her gun at his temple. 

“this is why you don’t cross trained killers.” beth told him, pulling the trigger and letting his body fall to the floor. she placed the gun in his hand and stepped back, running her fingers through her hair. she then looked over at lolita. 

“pizza? on me?” beth asked. 

A  WARM  SMILE  SPREADS  on  her  face  as  she  watches  beth  kill  the  idiot.  sure,  she  normally  insisted  on  taking  the  final  shot   ------  she  preferred  to  be  the  one  to  take  full  control   ------  but  there  was  something  fascinating  about  the  way  that  beth  worked  that  she  can’t  help  but  stop  and  stare.

“sure.”  she  tells  the  other  as  she  walks  over  to  the  guy,  pulling  out  his  wallet  and  taking  out  the  cash  inside.  scowling  down  at  him,  she  gives  him  one  final  nudge  with  the  heel  of  her  boot  before  she  heads  for  the  door.  “what  we  feeling?  a  restaurant  or  take-away?”  she  asks  them,  pausing  at  the  exit  as  she  holds  the  door  open  for  beth.  

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BETH !

“i told you i can get it to you!” he shouted, clinging to his leg while blood gently trickled to the floor. “i swear i can! i just don’t have it right now! i wasn’t planning on you both completing the job!” the thud that came from lola’s collision was extremely satisfying to beth. she could feel the fear radiating off of him. 

beth’s methods were fairly swift. kill them quick, get in, get out. no open opportunity for them to survive to tell the tale, but there was something about torturing this man that was euphoric to beth. it was completely riveting. and doing it with her now wife was quite the bonding experience. 

“hey.” beth said to get lola’s attention, “we let him go, even beating him up a little, he’ll run. you know that. you know what needs to be done.”

lola  has  always  loved  the  THRILL  that  came  with  these  jobs;  the  way  she  can  HOLD  a  man’s  life  in  her  very  fingers,  ready  to  SQUISH  like  an  ant.  the  power  alone  takes  her  to  another  LEVEL  of  joy,  and  the  more  they  beg,  the  more  DELIGHTED  she  is.

“did  you  want  to  do  the  honours?”  she  says  as  she  LOOKS  up  to  beth,  a  small  smile  on  her  face  as  she  slowly  stands,  BRUSHING  the  dust  from  the  floor  off  her  trousers,  pausing  before  she  lands  a  HEELED  boot  into  the  guy’s  gut.  

“i’m  sick  of  seeing  his  sorry-ass,  pathetic  face.”  she  says  as  she  STEPS  away  from  them  both,  CROSSING  her  hands  over  her  chest  as  she  watches  them.  “go  on,  consider  it  a  wedding  gift  from  me.”

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BETH !

“wait, wait, wait!” he exclaimed, holding his hands up and stepping back, causing beth to pull out her gun and aim it at him, worried he would turn around and bolt. 

“i-i..i can pay you. i can! i can. i just… i just need a few days…” he stumbled over his words. beth pointed her gun down and shot him in the leg. 

“wrong answer.” beth said, stepping towards the man, this time placing the gun against his forehead, allowing him to feel the warmth of the barrel from her last shot, 

seeing  beth  SHOOT  the  pathetic  creature  brings  a  wider  smile  to  her  lips  and  she  CROUCHES  down  in  front  of  him  on  the  ground,  rests  her  hands  on  her  thighs  and  stares  at  him,  TILTING  her  head  to  get  a  better  look  at  his  face.

“hey,  look.  i’m  going  to  be  straight  with  you.  i’m  running  out  of  fucking  patience  here,  so  i’d  suggest  you’d  give  us  the  money  now,  before  things  have  to  get...  too  messy.” she  tells  him,  before  GLANCING  up  to  beth,  pausing,  before  LAUGHING.

“you  know  the  funniest  thing  about  this  situation?”  she  says,  looking  back  to  him,  GRABBING  his  chin  in-between  her  fingers  as  she  FORCES  him  to  stare  her  in  the  eye,  DEVILISH  grin  on  her  face. 

“that  guy?  the  one  you  were  so  SCARED  about?  he  didn’t  give  two  fucking  shits  about  you.  oh  no,  he  didn’t  care  about  you  at  ALL.  but  us?  well,  we’re  sure  as  hell  going  to  rip  you  apart.  piece,  by  piece.  until  you  give  us  what  we  want.”  she  says  as  she  slowly  removes  her  FINGERS  from  his  jaw  and  PUNCHES  him  straight  in  the  face.  

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BETH !

beth was mildly nervous. the last time she worked with lolita, she was rewarded with tom jackson threatening her and clarke actually stabbing her, but here they were, beth wearing lola’s leather jacket, tight pants, and heeled boots, storming to the warehouse their client had been holing up in until the job was done. 

“keep your weapon where you can reach it. he might get freaked out and try to bolt. or call the cops. or something.” beth warned, making sure her gun was loaded. 

it felt  STRANGE  for  her  to  have  company  on  a  job  like  this,  but  in  a  strange  way  she  enjoyed  having  beth  by  her  side.  she  just  hoped  that  they  could  actually  CO-OPERATE  when  it  mattered,  rather  than  FIGHTING  each  other  like  usual.

“i’ve  been  learning  this  trade  since  i  was  four.  i  know  what  i’m  doing.”  she  tells  the  other  with  a  ROLL  of  her  eyes  as  they  walk  into  the  place  together,  but  a  DEVIOUS  smile  soon  SPREADS  on  her  face  as  she  spots  the  client  in  the  centre  of  the  warehouse, playing  a  game  of  cards  by  himself.

“it’s  done.”  she  tells  him  BLUNTLY  as  she  steps  out  of  the  shadows  and  stops  about  ten  meters  away  from  him.  “now  we’ve  come  to  collect  our  cash.  i  hope  you  have  it  all,  since  you  seemed  to  double  book.”

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BETH !

“i never went after him. he always came to me, claimed he wasn’t happy with you, claimed you were broken up and you were nothing.” beth stormed after her, “yes, i was a daddy’s girl, i did what i was told and never anything else but then he came along and all of the sudden i would do anything for him. he was so.. charismatic and charming. i was terrified of the lengths i would go to for that man. he brainwashed me, lola. i don’t care how much you loved him. i don’t care how much he loved you. but when it comes to what happened between me and him… it was never my intention to just try to sweep him away from you. i have always been afraid of one thing in my life and that’s the things i would’ve done for him back then had he asked me to.”

beth shook her head. 

“i had no idea you would be there, lola. i wasn’t there to fuck with you. i was hired to be there. i was hired to kill that man.” beth tried to explain. 

she  WISHES  more  than  anything  in  that  moment  for  beth  to  just  be  QUIET.  clarke  was  always  a  sensitive  subject  for  her  so  when  it  came  to  highlighting  his DISLOYAL  and  toxic  ways  of  being,  it  was  almost  impossible  for  her  to  STOMACH  the  conversation. 

she  was  well  aware  of  how  EASY  it  was  for  someone  to  fall  into  his  CHAOTIC  world  and  how  IMPOSSIBLE  it  was  to  break  free  from  him  ( her  being  his  main  victim,  of  course ).  in  fact,  she’s  pretty  certain  that  if  he  were  still  alive  she’d  still  be  driven  to  INSANITY  with  his  problematic  behaviour.  but  she  doesn’t  like  to  ADMIT  that  the  love  of  her  life  -----   the  only  person  she  EVER   truly  saw  herself  with  ------  was  an  asshole.  she  doesn’t  like  to  admit  that  he  was  awful,  and  toxic  and  COMPLETELY  fucking  shitty.  she  loved  him   -----  hell,  she  probably  still  loves  him.  and  that  pain  wasn’t  going  away  anytime  soon.  so  to  hear  beth  ramble  ON  about  him;  how  terrible  he  was;  how  ENCHANTING  and  intoxicating  he was,  makes  her  want  to  SCREAM.

she  LOOKS  at  beth  and  wants  to  SNAP  at  her,  wants  to  tell  her  to  fuck  off  and  find  somewhere  else  to  sleep  for  the  night,  but  there’s  SOMETHING  in  the  girl’s  words  that  stops  lola  from  being  a  bitch  for  perhaps  the  first  time  in  her  life.  instead,  she  just  THROWS  her  phone  back  into  her  bag  before  straightening  herself  up,  CLEARING  her  throat  before  she  calmly  says:  “do  you  want  to  get  changed  before  we  leave?”  PRETENDING  like  their  previous  conversation  never  happened.  

“i  mean,  sure,  you  look  hot  and  you  should  DEFINITELY  should  invest  in  more  outfits  like  this---”  she  says,  gesturing  to  beth’s  lingerie  with  the  SMALLEST  of  smiles.  “but  i  hardly  think  our  guy  would  deem  it  professional  attire.””

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pxriit‌:

beth was sitting on the couch in the living room, typing up her message to her client to inform him the job was done and she expected her pay when lolita burst into the room. beth scoffed and stood up. 

“your clients? what do you think you’re doing interfering with MY clients? he was my mark. not yours.” beth snapped back. a laugh escaped her lips at lola’s comment. 

“i know you pride yourself on thinking you know everything about me, but let me make something abundantly clear. i haven’t been innocent since your psycho boyfriend fucked me up, for starters. and even more so after i left gallagher. i’ve been on my own for a decade now and i did the only thing i knew how to do. heaven forbid i let my skills go to waste, like you and your dad tend to claim i do.” she seethed.

an  eyebrow  is  ARCHED  in  response  to  beth’s  words,  her  hand  cocked  on  one  hip  as  she  GLARES  at  her.  “don’t  you  dare  fucking  talk  about  clarke  like  that.”  she  hisses,  taking  another  step  towards  her.  “it’s  not  MY  fault  that  your  slutty  behaviour  fucked  you  up  in  the  head.  so  don’t  you  DARE  interfere  with  my  work  again  because  of  it.  just  fucking  ----  jesus.  if  you’ve  fucked  up  my  relationship  with  my  client  i  swear  to  god... ”

she  HUFFS  as  she  storms  into  the  kitchen  and  rummages  around  in  her  bag  for  her  phone,  turning  the  entire  thing  UPSIDE  down  as  she  pulls it  out,  dialling  the  number  while  she  lights  herself  a  cigarette,  hands  TREMBLING  from  both  rage  and  shock.    

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“beth!”  ellie  YELLS  over  the  noise  of  the  party,  pushing  her  way  through  the  crowds  of  people  as  she  GRABS  hold  of  her  arm.  “i  am  SO  happy  to  find  you  again!  fuck  i  thought  i’d  lost  you  forever!”  a  DRUNKEN  giggle  escapes  her  lips  as  she  starts  to  pull  on  her  arm.  “hey,  come  pee  with  me  and  tell  me  EVERYTHING  you’ve  been  up  to!”  // @pxriit

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pxriit‌:

well, fuck. beth supposed there was no time like the present. who was lola to judge anyway? beth knew plenty of things about her that could fuck her up, so if it came down to it, beth would just blackmail her. profusely. 

shaking her head and rolling her eyes, she pulled the ribbon around his throat and tugged as hard as she could, hearing his drink gurgling on his tongue as he struggled to grab the thin, silky material. she didn’t cease until he stopped squirming, his eyes red, clashing with the shade of purple in his skin. 

she, then, grabbed lola by her hair and threw her away from the man. 

“you tell anyone about this, i will take a lot of pleasure out of slitting your throat.” beth warned, slipping out the door of the room. she walked past the bar and grabbed a coat from a patron none the wiser, too drunk or turned on to pay any mind. beth pulled it over her body, covering her skimpy material as she stepped into the crisp, midnight air. 

at  first  she’s  simply  outraged  that  beth  STOLE  her  fun,  but  then  she’s  just  simply STUNNED.  lola  never  really saw  beth  as  any  type  of  THREAT  ( at  least  not  in  a  physical  way )  and  she  NEVER  thought  she’d  see  her  kill  a  man  with her  bare  hands.  she  wonders  if  maybe  she’s  had  too  much  to  drink   ----  maybe  taken  something  she  shouldn’t  have,  but  no....  this  was  REAL.

after  she  snaps  out  of  her  TRANCE,  she  cleans  up  the  body  beth  left  behind  ----  clearing  away  any  evidence  of  either  of  them  being  there,  before  she  GRABS  her  belongings  from  the  changing  room,  not  even  BOTHERING  to  change  as  she  throws  on  her  coat  and  drives  back  to  their  apartment,  throwing  open  the  door  with  a  THUNK.

“what  the  actual  fuck?”  she  yells  at  the  other  as  she  throws  her  belongings  on  the  side  and  heads  into  the  living  room,  eyes  WIDE  with  shock.  “what  do  you  think  you’re  doing,  interfering  with  MY  clients.  what  the  -----  just,  jesus.  what  happened  to  the  sweet,  innocent,  elizabeth  i  know?  what  the  fuck?” 

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pxriit‌:

the moment beth saw lolita’s face, she knew she was fucked. she slowly stepped off the pole, making a face at lola before turning back to the man. 

“britney.” beth said, running her finger over the man’s chest. she turned her back to the man, moving against his lap. now she was facing lola. 

“you need to leave. now.” beth mouthed to her as she began to move around the chair the man was in, sliding her hands down his chest. knowing lolita, beth wouldn’t be able to convince her to leave, but she was hoping. she took a piece of ribbon she’d attached to her outfit and hung it between her teeth to keep her hands free, preparing herself to strangle him with it whether lola watched or not.

  she’s  upset  that  beth ( of  all  people ) was  SPOILING  her  fun,  but  she  knows  she  has  no  option  but  to  continue  with  the  job,  so  simply  FORCES  a  smile  on  her  face  as  she  takes  the  gentleman’s  drink  into  her  HANDS  and  subtly  tips  poison  into  it  from  the  pendant  on  her  neck.  

“here,  sweetie.”  she  PURRS  as  she  moves  across  to  him  and  puts  the  drink  into  his  grasp.  to  her:  poison  was  the  the  DULLEST  way  of  getting  rid  of  someone,  but  at  this  point  she  didn’t  have  much  choice.  

“get  the  fuck  out  of  here.”  she  mouths  to  beth  as  she  MOVES  to  sit  aside  her  man,  running  her  MANICURED  nails  down  his  shirt  as  she  waits  for  her  work  to  take  effect;  smiling  at  him  all  the  WHILE.

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pxriit‌:

beth nodded and made her way into the bedroom, at least crashing there for now while lola was still moving around and doing other things. 

the next morning, not seeing lolita anywhere around, beth slipped out of the apartment and to the location where she was to meet with her client. he was a recluse, and with those generally came an extreme paranoia. everyone was out to get him, according to him. beth knew that with a client like this, she’d have to watch her back. fake name, burner phone, the works. he could get freaked out at any time and decide to throw her, a stranger, under the bus. 

her mark was businessman who screwed over her client. granted, she didn’t care about why they wanted them dead. all she cared about was how much money they would pay her and as of right now, the price was right. 

the businessman always gave off the always hard at work vibe, all work and no play, but would frequent strip clubs late at night after his assistants would stop trailing him to learn his secret. as someone who didn’t want anyone to know his hobbies, that meant he would be alone. 

beth slowly stepped into the strip club, her heels clicking gently on the floor as she slipped into the backroom. her plan was to take the place of whatever girl was sent to satisfy the businessman for the evening, and getting the outfit was easy. skimpy, and something beth would normally never be caught in, but if slutty was what the man wanted, that’s what he would get. 

lola  took  her  work  very  seriously.  it  was  pretty  much  the  only  thing  she  did  with  her  days  now  ( besides  from  drinking  &  being  a  bitch  to  passers  by )  so  she  ensured  that  everything  she  did  for  her  clients  was  perfect.

she  especially  enjoyed  jobs  like  these;  ones  where  she  got  to  dress  up  &  act  like  somebody  else.  she’d  been  toying  with  this  one  for  weeks  now;  slowly  building  up  his  trust  as  she  met  him  most  nights  at  the  club.  it  made  it  more  fun  for  her,  building  up  this  strange...   relationship  with  her  targets,  letting  them  think  they’d  won  the  world  before  she  took  everything  from  them.

she’d  spent  the  better  part  of  the  day  getting  ready  for  it;  picking  out  the  dress  that  she  knew  he’d  love,  pairing  it  with  the  right  shoes  ( sharp  enough  to  stab  him,  if  needs  be )  &  spending  hours  perfecting  her  hair  and  makeup before  she  arms  herself  with  her  clutch  ( filled  with  various  deadly-makeup  items  along  with  a  knife )  and  heads  off  to  the  club.

“is  he  ready  for  me?”  she  asks  the  manager  when  she  reaches  the  door,  devious  smile  wide  on  her  face  as  she  slips  into  the  club  and  meets  the  man,  her  arm  instantly  linking  in  his  as  he  carries  their  drinks  to  the  room.

“here  sweetie,  this  room  looks  great.”  she  says  as  she  opens  the  door  to  one  of  the  more  deluxe  suites,  stepping  inside  before  she  completely  freezes  in  her  tracks  at  the  sight  of  beth.  “oh...  it  looks  like  this  one  is  occupied.  shall  we  find  somewhere  else?”  she  asks  him  sweetly.

“no...  let’s  stay  here.”  he  says  as  he  stares  at  beth  in  awe,  much  to  lola’s  dismay.

“are  you  sure?”  she  says.  “you  know,  we  could  do  a  lot  more  if  ----”

she’s  cut  off  midway  through  her  sentence  as  her  target  interrupts  her  and  settles  down  in  the  chair,  turning  his  attention  towards  beth.

“i’ve  never  seen  you  before.  what’s  your  name,  darling?”  he  says,  as  lola  scoffs  and  swiftly  moves  over  to  lock  the  door,  hoping  that  beth  would  be  able  to  ignore  the  brutal  murder  that  was  about  to  commence.

[goldvnskiies]

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beth shook her head, sitting down on the arm of the sofa. even if she could mend things with her father.. it just wouldn’t be right. her current occupation alone would make it dangerous for her secret agent father to be back in her life, not for his sake, but for her own, but lola didn’t need to know that part. 

“he’d be more happy for you than he would for me.” beth said, downing the rest of her drink, not wanting to think too much about her father. “it’s been ten years since i’ve seen him. i just think it’s been so long that… i don’t even have a place with him anymore.” beth sat her glass down and as she did, a beep came through her phone. she pulled it out and glanced through the message, notifying her of a meeting with a potential client wanting her services. 

‘it’s late.” beth commented, “we should probably get some sleep.”

she  nods  slowly  in  response  to  the  girl’s  words  as  she  offers  a  small,  sad  smile  as  a  sign  of  understanding.  “i  know  what  you  mean.”  she  says  as  she  takes  another  sip  from  her  glass  and  leans  her  head  back,  gazing  upwards  at  the  ceiling.

“you  can  go,  i  don’t  think  i’ll  be  able  to  sleep  for  quite  some  time.”  she  says  as  she  finishes  the  remainder  of  her  glass  and  stands  to  pour  herself  another,  before  she  slips  on  a  coat  and  heads  towards  the  balcony.  “i  won’t  wake   you  when  i  come  back  in,  don’t  worry.  sleep  well.”  

[goldvnskiies]

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beth laughed at lola’s comment about her father’s tracking ability. she was definitely right. tom wasn’t nearly as scary and powerful as he used to be. now, it’s all a front. a front for a weak man, still trying to make himself look strong. 

“that’s good at least. it was bad enough having to deal with him for 24 hours.” beth said, grabbing her glass and taking a sip of it. she could feel the burn all the way down her throat and she welcomed it. beth slowly stepped towards the living room, holding her glass in one hand. 

“if you still talk to my dad… don’t tell him about this.” beth mumbled, glancing down at her drink as she circled the cup, the ice clanking against the glass, “he doesn’t need to know.” 

“i...  i  haven’t  spoken  to  him  in  a  very  long  time.”  she  admits  slowly,  gazing  down  at  the  glass  in  her  hand.  truthfully,  she   missed  beth’s  dad.  he  was  the  closest  thing  she  had  to  a  real,  caring  adult  figure,  but  he  didn’t  like  how  wild  she  became  during  gallagher,  and  after  all  the  stuff  that  happened  with  clarke...  she  never  really  found  the  strength  to  reach  out  to  him  about  it.  it  didn’t  take  long  for  their  relationship  to  fall  apart  completely.

“i’m  sure  he  wouldn’t  mind  hearing  about  your  uh...  new  wife.”  she  says  with  a  smile,  doing  her  best  to  distract  herself  from  the  true,  shitty  reality  they  were  in.  “have  you  tried  to  get  in  contract  with  him  since  everything  happened?”  she  asks.  “he  might  like  to  hear  from  you?”

[goldvnskiies]

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“are you joking, my dad would kill me if i started cutting up my clothes.” beth said, yanking the dress back from ellie’s hands. beth pursed her lips and ran her fingers along the fabric, letting out a sigh. “fine.” beth mumbled, tossing the dress back to ellie. 

after a short amount of time, beth and ellie were walking through roseville, beth constantly pulling at her dress. “this is too short.” beth grumbled, holding the dress down with her hand. as they stepped towards the house where the party was, beth could see people everywhere. a handful were standing outside socializing, but through the window, beth could see it was crowded inside. she shook her head, wondering how she ever let herself get roped into going to something like this.

stepping into the house, beth looked around, feeling more and more nervous at the fact that she didn’t know anyone. and on top of that, the people of roseville never took well to gallagher girls. 

beth found a punch bowl and filled a glass, drinking all of it in one swig to try to ease her thirst, ignoring how bitter the liquid tasted.

ellie  felt  completely  ridiculous  in  the  clothes  she  was  wearing.  she  always  took  comfort  in  her  cute  dresses  &  skirts,  so  to  be  sucked  into  a  skin-tight,  super  short  dress  with  heels  that  she  could  barely  walk  in  was  definitely  an  uncomfortable  experience  for  her.

she  follows  beth’s  lead  as  they  enter,  filling  a  cup  up  for  herself  as  she  timidly  sips  from  it,  wide  eyes  gazing  around  the  room  in  a  mild  panic.  she’d  never  really  been  in  a  room  with  this  many  strangers  before,  so  she’s  not  quite  sure  what  to  do.  

“do  we  uh...  dance?”  she  asks  the  other  as  she  takes  another  sip  from  her  drink,  biting  down  on  her  lip  as  she  tries  to  examine  what  the  other  people  were  doing.