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lilah || 21 "sometimes a personal raincloud can be deadly"

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Home Away From Home || Lilah & Rory

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rory-q:

Rory followed Lilah inside, to the all too familiar apartment. Which brought with it a sense of safety, like a second home to Rory since Lilah had moved to Maui. “Thanks.” Rory said softly, forcing a brief, weak smile and she leaned back onto the couch. Her leg twitched nervously, as she sat there taping her fingers against her mug of tea. She tried to think of what to say - how to explain how everything crumbled so quickly. But she wasn’t even sure anymore, it was all just a tragic blur in her mind. Almost as if she’d tried to black it out, forget the entire thing happened. Which she so often did. “I-I don’t even know. Parker and I had a fight, a few days ago.” She explained, careful as to how she worded things, just to be sure she didn’t spill about Parker’s using again. Which, she hated to keep from Lilah. But the way Rory saw it, it wasn’t her secret to tell. No matter how mad she was at Parker. “He was yelling and I just- I don’t know. I freaked out and I left.” She sighed, letting her head fall into the palm of her free hand.. “I haven’t really talked to him since, but I don’t think he wants me to come home.” Rory added, quickly turning her head toward the window as she felt tears building up behind her eyes. “He hates me, Lilah. He’s never going to talk to me again.” She said weakly, her voice beginning to crack.

Lilah’s brow furrowed as she spoke of her fight with Parker. The distress on Rory’s face made Lilah’s chest ache for her friend. Her hands clenched around her mug when Rory had explained that she and Parker had gotten into a fight. About what? Please don’t let it be about well, that. Please not about that, she thought. She knew that nothing else besides using would make Parker so angry. But she couldn’t stomach the thought. “Come here, Ror, god,” Lilah said, sliding closer to Rory to hug her tightly. “I won’t make you talk about your fight but if you want to...or need to...you can, you know that? Parker’s a fucking dick head,” Lilah grumbled, running a comforting hand down Rory’s back.

“Don’t say that, I’m sure he’s fucked up about this now too. But days ago? As in plural? Why didn’t you just come straight here?” Lilah asked with a frown. “You always have a place here, okay? You’re the only one who gets that privilege, you gotta take advantage of that, babes,” Lilah said, smiling ever so slightly. “He’ll talk to you again. He’s probably embarrassed because I’m sure whatever you fought about he was wrong. Actually, maybe not. I might knock all of his fucking teeth out first before he can,” she said, half joking. “You have a right to live at your place as much as he does. But I get needing space,” Lilah sighed. She hated to see Rory so upset, and she hated even more that it was because of Parker.

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its-bomendez-time:

“Don’t be bitter, I earn my own money too.” Bo commented, noticing the girl’s change in expression. Her lips curled into a warm smile as she watched Lilah clean up, still not bothering to help “I guess you’re right there.” she shrugged, continuing to swinging from side to side on her stool “Hmm something interesting really needs to happen around here soon, like seriously I need drama in my life. That sounds awesome though, I wish I was here to see it.”

“Don’t be bitter? Do you know who you’re talking to?” Lilah said with a chuckle. “We should buy some spray paint and tag a few of the buildings,” she smirked, finishing cleaning up. “Or maybe exhibitionism?” Lilah said suggestively, wagging her eyebrows at Bo before laughing.

[rory-q]

Home Away From Home || Lilah & Rory

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 rory-q:

After having spent the last few days in solitude, locked away in a room at the resort hotel, only to be kicked out just in time for the weekend rush of family vacationers looking to get a last minute getaway in before summer came to an end, Rory found herself in the exact same position she did a few fays ago - without a single place in the world that felt like home. She knew from the beginning, that she always had a place with Lilah. But she also knew that Lilah would expect an explanation as to why she wouldn’t just go home. And that was something she was dreading, dragging Lilah into the middle of her and Parker’s fight. It just didn’t seem fair. To throw her into the middle of a war zone like that. But at this point, Rory didn’t see another option.

Rory reluctantly knocked on the door, her backpack hanging off of one shoulder. If nothing else, she was sure that showing up announced with a packed back would tip Lilah off that something had to be wrong. The petite girl let out a heavy sigh, lifting her head as she heard the door open. “Hi.” She breathed. Rory didn’t bother to pretend as if things were okay, the way that she normally did. She just didn’t have it in her. And either way, she figured Lilah would see right through it anyways, she always did. “Would um- would it be alright if I stayed with you for a little while?” Rory asked hesitantly. She wasn’t entirely sure why she was nervous, she couldn’t imagine being turned away by her best friend. At least, not by both of them, within a few days of one another. But for whatever reason, she had an uneasy feeling in her stomach. Maybe it was the stress of everything that had unraveled, or trying to come up with a way to explain why she didn’t feel welcome in her own apartment anymore, without outing Parker for using again in the process. Whatever the reason, it was evident in the way she was carrying herself.

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Lilah rolled out of her bed at the sound of knocking at her door. She hadn’t been out much lately. It wasn’t quite like her, but the same thing had happened when she first fled to San Fransisco after her parents kicked her out. She’d burt herself out in the first few months then became a shut in. But Parker and Rory were here. And she’d been making friends. There was Sage, who got her and Mae--who also got her. Lilah was never one to read into things, though. Perhaps she should start. Perhaps.

She grabbed the first sweatshirt to throw on as to not answer the door with nothing but her underwear on--and opened the door to an awfully distressed looking Rory. “Babe--?” Lilah started to question before she’d asked to stay with her. As in not with Parker. Rory, be all end all of sunshine and rainbows, looked like the rain had finally come. “God, yeah of course, come in Rory,” she said hurriedly, ushering her friend inside. “What the hell happened?” Lilah asked in genuine concern, worried for what she was about to hear. “You can sit, I’m just gonna make some tea, okay?” Lilah said, kicking discarded clothes out of her way to the kitchen to turn the kettle on. When the tea was finished she handed Rory a mug. “Alright, explain, please,” Lilah said as gently as she could.

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ffsage:

“Aw but that’s one of my favorite pastimes.” Sage teased, catching the broom. “Because you can’t trick me into cleaning with just your good looks and great voice?” He offered, smirking down at the broken glass he began sweeping. “How’s this bar anyway? I haven’t been out much.” It was unlike him not to be out socializing but ever since he came back from rehab he’d fallen back into using hard and when it got like this he didn’t do much but try to keep up with work and go home to get his fix.

“Tell me all about it,” Lilah huffed, rolling her eyes. “Oh, yeah I’m America’s next top model slash American Idol. All wrapped into one. I’m surprised you’re not worshiping me right now,” she deadpanned before laughing. “It’s alright when I’m behind the bar since I can make a decent drink without dumping a shit ton of sugar in it, but other than that, the pubs off of the resort are much better,” she said. “We should go to some soon, I’ve been going stir crazy in this place.”

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its-bomendez-time:

Bo swayed from side to side on the bar stool she sat on, watching the girl carefully “Mhmm. Drinks don’t cost that much so I enjoy wasting money on them, they practically feel like they’re free to me anyway.” she shrugged her shoulders before laughing “What can I say, I have one major weakness.” a smirk spread across her lips “I’ve been good, a little bored. Not a lot is happening around here at the minute. What about you? Hows my favourite little lesbian?”

“If I still had my parents money to spend, I couldn’t agree more,” Lilah sighed, grimacing. She simpered at Bo’s comment and turned to attention away from cleaning the broken glasses. “There are worse weaknesses in the world, baby,” she chuckled, pushing the glass into a dust pan. “Your favorite little lesbian?” Lilah said before laughing loudly. “One, that’s fantastic, and two, I haven’t been up to much either. Although some drunk lady at the bar did pour a beer all over herself before making out with her husbands brother last night. Which was pretty entertaining.”

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aydenwyatt:

“Thank you,” Ayden flashed the girl a smile before taking a sip and glancing back up at her. “I’ve only been here maybe two weeks? I’m fairly new. I still get lost going everywhere,” she admitted with a small laugh. “What about you?”

“Oh, wow. That explains why I haven’t a clue who you are,” Lilah chuckled. “I’ve been here for about three months or so now? I think. Time flies when you waste away your days getting rich housewives drunk.”

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westcoastmae:

Mae continued grinning  with Lilah, she was grateful for how easy she was to be around. “Nah. I’m pretty sure I left it somewhere back in Catholic school,” she laughed. “You don’t say? Well, girl, if you’re wondering if I want you to, I want you to.”

Lilah laughed. “Catholic school? Rough,” She joked. “Ooh, smooth, I guess I know which album we’re listening to, yeah?” Lilah opened the door to her tiny apartment, a little messy, but slowly becoming her home. She rummaged around her bedroom for The Green Album and brought it out to set it up in her turn table. “Here’s to hoping for no scratches,” she sighed, letting the record play as she flopped down onto her small couch, patting the seat next to her for Mae to sit.

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its-bomendez-time:

Bo entered the bar hoping she could get a drink before it closes up for the night, as she walked in she looked around noticing no-one before hearing the sound of glass shattering. Turning to look she saw Lilah, listening to the girl’s words she smirked “Actually I’m pretty sure I saw something.” she shrugged walking to go sit down by the bar instead of helping “I don’t need free drinks my love, thanks for the offer though.”

Lilah narrowed her eyes at Bo, her lips twitching into a tiny grin. “Low blow,” she said, dropping her elbows onto the bar across from Bo after lazily kicking the broken glass into a small pile, pieces still all over the ground. “No free drinks? Someone must be tough to please,” she huffed. “Well if I recall, though,” Lilah began, turning around to grab the broom, “not too hard to please in other places,” she laughed, starting to sweep the broken glasses. “How’ve you been, Bo?”

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westcoastmae:

“Hm, well thats good, because my chastity belt is a fucker to get off,” Mae winked at the brunette as they fell in step yet again. “So what kind of records am I in for? You aren’t going to subject me to like smooth jazz, are you?”

Lilah couldn’t help but grin and laugh a little at Mae’s comment. She certainly was refreshing compared to a lot of girls she knew. “So you say now,” Lilah chuckled, raising her eyebrows. “Oh, god, what kind of person do you think I am? I’m more of a Smashing Pumpkins and Weezer type of girl.”

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ffsage:

Sage watched with an amused look until Lilah turned and caught him listening. He laughed loudly as he raised his hands up, feigning innocence. “I wish I could forget, but sadly the memory of your voice will haunt me in my sleep.” Sage sauntered over to the bar, eyeing the mess. “Two months and we’ve got a deal. It’s only fair after what I’ve just endured.”

Lilah squinting her eyes at Sage and bit her lip trying not to laugh. “Aw, fuck off, I’ve already shattered my stone-cold exterior, don’t kick a girl while she’s down,” she said, shoving him playfully. “How did I know you’d say something like that? It’s a deal,” Lilah nodded, tossing Sage a broom.

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aydenwyatt:

“I wouldn’t mind a water,” Ayden shrugged. “I’m still getting used to this place. I was trying to find my way back to my room.” She took a seat at the bar. “Anyway, I’m Ayden.”

“Water, you got it, babe,” Lilah said, grabbing a glass and pouring her some water. She handed it to her when she sat down at the bar. “Oh, when did you get here?” Lilah asked, sweeping up the remaining glass and dumping it into the trash.

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aydenwyatt:

“No, no, no free drinks,” Ayden insisted. “I’ve got it. Don’t worry about it.” With a small smile, Ayden knelt down to begin cleaning.

“Thank you,” Lilah said as the girl started to help her clean the broken glasses. “Really though, I insist that you have some drinks on me, okay?”

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rory-q:

 “I didn’t see a thing.” Rory played along, innocently throwing her hands in the air. Before Lilah even asked, Rory crouched down and began to pick up the little pieces of glass, carefully putting them in the palm of her hand. “You realize free drinks for me, for a month, would be like two drinks. Right?” She said with a laugh.

“What didn’t you see?” Lilah joked, grabbing the dustpan from beneath the bar to collect the pieces of glass. “This is what happens when I try to enjoy myself when I clean up. Moral of the story is to not enjoy yourself, I suppose,” she sighed. “Okay, free shirley temples on me for the month.” Lilah smiled.

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westcoastmae:

Mae stared at the girl standing before her and managed to form a shocked expression on her face, “Are you propositioning we go to your place after I have only just made your acquaintance?” A mischievous grin replaced her former expression as she stood up, “Show me the way, doll.”

Lilah laughed a little. “Aren’t you perceptive?” She teased as they started their walk to Lilah’s apartment. “I didn’t mean anything but just the very innocent activity of listening to my records,” she said, batter her eyelashes, feigning innocence.

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“A girl can do what she wants to do and that's what I'm gonna do, and I don't give a damn about my--FUCK,” In the midst of Lilah’s tremendously embarrassing singing as she closed up the bar, three glasses fell to the ground and shattered. She looked up at the other employee who just walked in, glaring. “You saw nothing,” Lilah said. “Help me clean this and drinks on me for a month.”

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westcoastmae:

“You have no idea,” she chuckled, “Badasses like to cuddle too.” Mae couldn’t argue with the girl’s logic: small boobs, big boobs, no boobs, though man boobs took persuasion. Friendly and judgmental, but quite shallow, she just couldn’t help it. Her dark eyes wandered over Lilah, glancing back up to meet her eyes before their names were called. Before Mae could get up Lilah was already on her way, so she just leaned  into her seat and watched the other girl walk.

“I don’t know if I believe you,” Lilah smirked, “You might have to show me, I’m much more of a tactile learner. When Lilah came back with their drinks, she didn’t sit. “You wanna take a walk and drink these?” She asked, quirking an eyebrow. “I picked up a few records from this dingy place I found in Honolulu two weeks ago if you want to come listen with me?”

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