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@hellfyred
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𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑖.
‘‘ you are so dramatic , the girl that i made out with last night thought it was fuckin’ sexy , ’’ she said with a smirk on her lips , looking down at the bruises that were along her biceps on her left arm. another fainting spell had caused tj to be on her ass almost every night , it was a shock that she was able to hold the red solo cup in the hand currently. an eyebrow flicked up on her forehead before letting her smile form on her lips. ‘‘ come on —- get off the phone & act like you’re interested in me for the night. i know it’s lots to ask , i mean it’s almost as though the phone charges your inner energy , but if you die by the end of the night , i’m happy to take the blood on my hands. ’’ she teased , plucking the phone out of her best friends hands before taking a few steps back towards the small dance-floor that had been made in the living room of their acquaintance.
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❛ it makes you look rough as shit. ❜ he comments back without missing a beat. he didn’t know why he allowed lorelei to drag him along to these things, these incessant, teenage parties that he despised so vigorously. he lets out a sigh when she swiftly pinches his phone, dark eyes looking up at her from entirely unamused and detached features. ❛ it’s not that i need the phone, it’s that it’s the most interesting thing in the vicinity ... why are we even here ? ❜ but she’s backing off into another room, and charlie has no choice but to stand, though he refuses to follow with more than a few steps of his own. a freshman slips past, bumping into his shoulder slightly and receiving a nasty glare off the korean in reply, ❛ you blind, bucktooth ? ❜ he smirks towards them, finally feeling a modicum of enjoyment at the expense of crippling somebody else. the freshman scampers off in another direction entirely, and a smile peeks onto his features. ❛ maybe this wasn’t such a terrible idea after all. ❜
𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑖.
‘‘ think i’ll get any bruises or scares from it ? i could use some badass points with the ladies. ’’ she teased with a small smirk on her lips , trying to gather her best friends attention from his cellular device. the pair had become close pretty quickly , & she always found it hard to lie to charlie , except when it came to her eating habits or her weight loss. she had easily blamed it on stress or the lack of time she had to fit in meals between classes & training. she had enough on her plate , sometimes she just didn’t have enough room to fit in a full course meal ; wasn’t as though she was the only one. ‘‘ i always need caffeine , dumbass. you really want to be around me without a latte in my system ? ’’ he didn’t baby her , that was the main purpose of her liking to him. taking the cup from him , she let her lips turn into a small smile , tilting her head to make eye contact. ‘‘ thank you. ’’ she stated , her voice soft & delicate , almost like a child.
❛ you’re a sexual deviant, warder. ❜ finally looking up, he fought back the small grin that appeared upon plump lips. it was that attitude that had drawn him to her in the first place, their almost polar opposite personalities somehow meshing together to form their nonsensical friendship. ❛ that’s an addiction, you know. i find you intolerable with or without the coffee, makes no difference to me. ❜ but regardless, the thank you was appreciated, and he gave a small nod in acknowledgement. ❛ you seem clumsier than usual, somehow, and as far as i know no new girls have moved into town so it’s not your head on a swivel that’s causing it. ❜ he speaks nonchalantly, as if his words didn’t secretly carry much more weight, as if he didn’t secretly wish his best friend would simply expel her secrets to him, stop him from ever having to outwardly admit he cared. god, that was really his worst fucking nightmare. ❛ what’s up with that ? ❜
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒊.
‘‘ dude —- dude ! ’’ her voice echoed around them , eyebrow raised & her stomach twisting underneath her baggy sweater. a sweater that fit her not even a year ago. ‘‘ i’m fine ! i’m breathing , my hearts beating & i’m more than happy to do some irish jig for you with minimal effort. ’’ she teased , despite the scene that happened moments prior. the young warder had managed to order her regular coffee , get two steps away from the counter before her small body had collapsed to the ground. she knew that it was lack of nutrients , hell she couldn’t remember that last time she managed to stand up without getting dizzy ; but she continued to deny her lack of eating. ‘‘ calm down , really. it’s close to the end of the semester , i’m studying a lot & probably didn’t hydrate enough. oh — shit , did you save my coffee ? ’’
❛ are you kidding ? you totally fucking stacked it. ❜ he barely glances up from his phone, screen highlighting pristine features as he musters up the energy to afford his best friend a look. lor had certainly looked worse for wear over the past year or so, charlie having let her know that on more than six occasions, but the fainting spells seemed to be a new development. ❛ i’m calm, you’re the one who just blacked out face first. you think you really need the caffeine, dumbass ? ❜ he holds up the cup, her name scratched into the side with a barely working sharpie. he despised baristas and the scent coffee left on his breath, not to mention the possible stains on your teeth, so he was mainly here to keep her company – and to now save her coffees when she went ass over tit, apparently. ❛ let’s go sit down, you fucking liability. ❜
𝒅𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒍, 𝒄𝒆̀𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆.
♡ : @hellfyred !
❛ papa ? ❜ her voice is a soft whisper , grassy hues filled with terror and the pain she attempts to conceal every day as she slowly backed away from the hair-raising hallucination of her father who was currently making his way towards the petrified blonde. she had somehow managed to get lost in the garden outback , the world around her turning into her own personal hell.
she fumbles for her phone. dominique. she needs to warn dominique so their father doesn’t get her too , but the phone is melting in her hands thanks to the drug corrupting her system , causing it to fall from her grasp to the floor with a now cracked screen.
so she does the only thing she can do at this point. she runs. the petite blonde now getting lost deeper within the garden until her trembling body is colliding with another , the impact almost causing her to tumble to the floor in the process.
the lsd choked party-goers in their tattered costumes and drug induced hazes were enough to make the party significantly more enjoyable for the young lee. he’d spent most of his night on his own, with avelina off god knows where doing gods knows what with god knows whom, and so this new development in festivities had been enough to have him cackling, whispering dreadful things into the ears of whoever looked off their face enough to have a bad trip. it was all fun and games to him, until he ran into cèline.
despite his own stature her petite frame feels minute when it collides against him, face scrunched up ready to yell at whatever degenerate hadn’t bothered to look where they were going, but he stops. midnight touched hues taking in her trembling arms, his own, much steadier limbs reaching out to grip her softly to stop her from taking a nasty fall. she already looked substantially distraught, and for some reason unbeknownst to him his features softened, thumb going to gently circle on the skin where it sat on her arm.
❛ duval ? ❜ he spoke, trying to remember the countless lectures on drugs his uncle had given him over the years, ❛ hey, it’s me. it’s charlie. you okay ? ❜ but she evidently isn’t, and he’s beginning to see the nastier side of a bowl spiked with psychedelics. ❛ who did you come with ? ❜
𝒅𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒍, 𝒄𝒆̀𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆.
♡ : @hellfyred !
along with being assigned a lab partner, also came a set task for them both, which in other words meant the two of them having to work together on a project during after school hours. this had caused a flare of anxiety to well up in the pit of her stomach, worrying over what lengths of deceit she’d have to go through to keep up her facade of a normal teenage girl ; one that isn’t affiliated with a deadly gang, or on the run from her diabolical father. as slender digits reach out to ring the doorbell of the lees household, the petite blonde could only hope she had received the right address as she awaited anxiously to be greeted.
❛ you don’t have to look so scared you know. ❜ he spoke as he opened the door, having seen the look on her face on the security system beforehand, typical smirk absent from his features and instead replaced by an entirely uncharacteristic look of concern. the reason why cèline of all people had managed to charm him so much was a modern mystery, she was an entirely normal girl, albeit with the looks of an angel, yet the male found himself doing something he did with nobody, not even his friends or family – he found himself being nice. ❛ come on in, my uncle got us some snacks so help yourself to anything yeah ? ❜ he backed into the house, turning on his heel and trusting the girl to shut the door behind her. he moved through, on into the kitchen, where their dining table was already adorned with an unexpected amount of notes and scientific books. ❛ not usually this much of a nerd, promise. ❜
𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊, 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒂.
“i already told you i have my own shit to deal with,” she said into her phone. “it’s not my fault you don’t know how to not make a mess. i’m not your booty call clean up crew. you got yourself into this mess, you’ll get yourself out of it. i have more important things to do than save your ass. you work for me. and i’m telling you, figure it out,” she said before hanging up and letting out a sigh as she looked at stella, who was on a blanket playing with her toys. “mommy’s tired of people that can’t do their job, baby girl.”
❛ my mom used to swear in front of me you know, started cutting up the neighbourhood cats not long after. you should learn how to parent or give that gremlin to someone who actually knows how. ❜ he knelt down to pick up the soccer ball that had rolled by the woman, shooting her a judgemental smirk as he came back up. usually he’d simply annoy for fun, he was having a particularly bad day after all, but hearing this woman swear and exclaim so blatantly in front of a child? not much bothered him, but perhaps his mother’s blood coursed too strongly through his veins for him to ignore the scene at hand. ❛ and i’m sure your baby’s tired of you being a terrible mom but we all make sacrifices. ❜
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dAmn charlie. how do you think everyone’s going to react to you being there the night i died? how you probably could’ve saved my life. bet you have everyone fooled with your fake tears and that apologetic shit, when you know what happened that night. when you know you could’ve done something. bet that guilt eats you alive at night hm? you’re a piece of shit, and i hope you know i’m going to enjoy making your life a living hell. get used to looking over your shoulder bitch.
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so this was it, huh? the wall had already experienced the wrath of charlie’s fury, a bright splotch of red adorning the splinters of plaster. he had been played at his own game. a game of artful deception and tactful deceit. he was the master, but yet here was this jackass, this good for nothing layabout –––– his mind paused, taking him back to a moment in time where he felt his age. the night aiden died. the moment. instinctively he began to wretch, dropped to his knees as if he weren’t a godlike teenager with a death wish and continued to heave.
he wasn’t in control.
and he despised it.
𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒂.
♡ : @hellfyred !
❛ —– & if you even t h i n k about sending another unsolicited dick pic to any girl in this school again, i’ll make sure every single print-screen is broadcasted in the next parents meeting. now scram, jockstrap. ❜ watching the male scurry from the cafeteria, it was evident the pint-sized brunette was not in a pleasant mood ; and anybody that dared to go near her would be looking to get singed by her fiery attitude. ❛ i s w e a r this school is filled with brainless losers. ❜ she stated, turning her attention back to chiwon.
❛ look at him go. ❜ the male sung, dark eyes set on the meathead that had made the plain and simple mistake of bothering his dear friend. whilst lina, and himself of own admission, were notorious for being somewhat... abrasive, she seemed particularly wound to the nines today. ❛ don’t preach to the choir about this collection of gmo fruits, though i’ll be honest –––– ❜ he shot a passing band member a vicious look, then looked to her, mirroring her movements as they caught each other’s gaze, ❛ –––– you seem warpath-esque. not that i’m complaining, but i have to ask, your cage been rattled by something ? ❜
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