Lost and Wandering

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I don't understand at all

I was asking myself the very same thing, but apparently someone wanted me to be queen. I think it is a hassle though….

#a confused Lucy is confused #also sorry I'm never on guys #I still love you all

I literally haven't done anything worthy of this...I don't even have a boyfriend.

I don't understand at all

How the hell did I get nominated?

ooc: mELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL MEL IS HERE <33333

also on a side note: I'll probably only be active Thursday afternoon-Sunday. Weekdays are really difficult for me with all my commitments between school work and other things, but I still wanna be a part of this because I love you all!!!

#ooc #BUT HELLO YES MEL #MELON #<3

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elijah-mulvoy:

Thanks Lucy. You’re amazing, do you know that? god I hope you know that.

Who, me? Nah, I'm just your friend and someone who cares. A lot.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

dmitri-creevey:

He smiled up at her, leaning in close to her face. “Anytime princess.” He kissed her quick, his lips still raw from the previous night. “I’ll see you around then?” He laid back against the headboard putting his arms behind his head.

"Sure." She hustled about the room, making sure that she wasn't forgetting anything. Reassured that everything was in check, she opened the door. "You know where to find me," she said, throwing a wink back at Dmitri before leaving.

Through it was still fairly early in the morning, Lucy made sure the quietly close the door behind her and mind her steps as she traveled down the stairs. Pausing at the bottom, she surveyed to common room to make sure no one was around. Finding the room clear, she slipped out of the portrait door and disappeared down the hallway.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

Dmitri grinned as she got up and began to get dressed. He sat up watching her move in the light with her hair falling all around her. “And you are…” he laughed to himself silently, looking out the window. “You’re great. Look, I know you know that wasn’t my first time, but I just want you to also know that… it doesn’t mean that was nothing to me. It doesn’t mean you are. You know, as much as we tear each other apart.” he laughed.

She ducked down, finding her pants under the bed. As he talked, she yanked them out and quickly slipped them on, continuing to search for her shirt. "Don't get all sentimental on me now, Creevey," she laughed, flipping her hair back to give him a sly smile.

She spotted her shirt hanging off of the headboard, right above Dmitri's head. Shaking her head, she went to the side of the bed, grabbed it, and pulled it on over her head. Part of her felt guilty running out like this, but it wasn't anything she could help. She really did have dueling practice she couldn't be late for. "Thanks for last night," she whispered.

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I’m trying Luce… I really am. It’s not as easy as you think, but I’m really trying to fix myself. I just need someone to not see me the way I see me…

I know, I know. No one's expecting it to be easy. I'm here for you and I see you for the magnificent person you are.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

"Just curious I guess," he moaned, his voice barely audible under the scratchiness of his own voice hidden under the covers. "I’m not going to judge you if it was. You know that right?" He reassured her.

She sighed. "Yeah, it was," she admitted. Realizing how late it was getting, she sat up, pulling herself out from underneath his arm. "As sweet as this is, I really should go." Gazing down at him, she couldn't help but feel warmth everywhere even all around her. She cast a shadow over him, yet his eyes still sparkled with a mischievous twinkle. "You know, you're cute in the morning," she said before getting up completely. The air outside the bed was much colder than she had expected, making goosebumps appear all over her skin. Chilled, she quickly began to get dressed. However, once she was in her bra and underwear, she couldn't seem to find her shirt or her pants.

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I just want to be normal Lucy; that’s all I’ve ever wanted. My family, Veronica, you, they’ve all made me feel like I’m more then just some creature that’s a slave to the moon. But now,my family’s gone, I can’t even look Veronica in the eyes and tell her what I’ve done; and… Lucy, right now, you’re all I have. I don’t want Veronica to see me like this. I want to protect her… from me. I don’t want her to know this side of me exists, but it’s getting so hard.

Listen to me, you will never be normal. And that's okay! In fact, that's a good thing! You're not some slave to the moon, you overdramatic baby. You are Elijah Mulvoy, part extraordinary human being, part were wolf by chance. It doesn't define you but you can't ignore it either.

Basically, what I'm saying is, learn how to live with yourself in a healthy way first, then deal with Veronica. Something tells me she wouldn't be the best person to tell anyway.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

"Was that… you know… your first time?" Dmitri asked cautiously, resting in closer to her so she didn’t feel to uncomfortable about his question. He closed her eyes to seemingly give her some privacy in the moment, in case the question caught her off guard and embarrassed her.

The question caught her off guard and her instincts immediately kicked in. "Why do you want to know," she said. Her hazy morning voice toned down the unintentional harshness of the question. Before she could even blink, her mind started working into overdrive, over analyzing the question before she even got a response.

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I just… I don’t know what to do with myself anymore. Where will I go? What am I going to do? I have nowhere to go. I graduate this year Lucy. I don’t know what to do with myself. Me and Liv, we were close. I always vowed to protect her, since the day she was born. And now? She can’t even look at me. She’s afraid of me… I didn’t have to hurt her, I could have stopped myself, he didn’t have to take control of me like that… I-I could have helped!

I don't know right now, but we'll figure it out together. I promise. The end of the school year isn't far away, we have time to work it out. Liv...I don't know what to say, but we'll work through that too! It's not your fault. You were too young, you couldn't control it. It's not your fault! It was never your fault! All that's important now is that you're working on it. You're getting better. No one else is gonna get hurt, Eli. That's not you anymore.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

Dmitri grinned boyishly, falling down beside her. He rolled onto his side, wrapping her in his right arm and playing with her shoulder. His head once again was on her tucked into her neck, and every time he spoke he could feel his breath bouncing off of her. “There’s something I wanted to ask you… about last…” Dmitri spoke quietly, drinking in the daylight the crept into his room.

Her body relaxed into him. Her hand wrapped around his toned arm and stroked it lightly. "And what's that," she sighed in a sleepy voice.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

Dmitri stared after her, instinctively reaching out his arm to grab hold of hers. “Hold on a minute Luce; what’s the rush? It’s Saturday morning which is the official start of the weekend. You know in Nepal, this is the only weekly holiday. And in Israel, Saturday is the official day of rest; and in Sweden, Saturdays are the only days children get to eat sweets,” Dmitri sat up letting the sheets fall of his torso, revealing his smooth, pale skin. He lightly kissed the back of Lucy’s neck, resting his check on her shoulder.. “So what I think, is that you need to take Saturdays a little more seriously, before you offend someone.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, stroking the marks on her arms.

"I’m not stupid Lucy… I know what you think of me usually, but I’m not that thick; I know what those are…" he whispered against her skin. "But it’s okay. I want you to know that you’ll be okay here with me. They’re fading, which means there’s a chance for you to see that you don’t need that…" he squeezed her waist tightly, wrapping his arms further around her. "Besides, it will be quite hard for you to leave with me," Dmitri took Lucy by surprise rolling her back onto the bed and pinning her down, "in your way." Dmitri laid on top of her gleaming in the pale sunlight and small victory he had achieved against her.

Lucy listened to Dmitri done on and on about why she should stay in bed, the smile creeping back onto her face. Damn, she hated the way he could do that to her. His arms embraced her, wrapping her tightly into warmth and comfort. However, at the feeling of his thumb stroking her scars made her tense up. The more he talked, the more she wanted to recede into herself and close up.

"I want you to know that you'll be okay here with me." The whispers against her skin sent shivers down her spine, but in an electric way. Before she could react, he had pulled her onto her back. She found herself staring up and Dmitri's cool blue eyes. She could help but notice just how perfectly his dark blond hair framed his face, even when dangling far down his neck. Some of it even invaded her personal space, ticking her cheeks lightly. Slowly, she could feel him pulling her out of her shell she so often hid herself in and she began to not mind it at all. Placing her hand on the back of his neck, she pulled him in for a groggy, tender kiss.

"Fine," she agreed, "I'll stay."

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

Dmitri watched as Lucy sat up next to him, covering the rest of her body with his sheets.He smiled to himself, to how shy she suddenly became next to him. “Yeah it was.” he agreed, rubbing his eyes with his fingers. “So soon? I thought maybe we’d have a little time to…” Dmitri’s sentence trailed off as he glanced down at Lucy’s wrists. White marks he never noticed before suddenly became more apparent on the surface of her skin. “What’s this…?” Dmitri reached for her arm, stroking the marks tenderly.

Lucy jerked her arm back instinctively. You should have left when you had the chance, she thought. "It's...I...uh," she stuttered, avoiding eye contact with Dmitri. "It's not important," she said quietly. She leaned over quickly and placed a soft kiss on his head before beginning to get up.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

"What can I say, you wore me out." Dmitri smirked rolling onto his back, stretching his arms behind his head. He peered at her from the side, taking in what she looked like in the morning hours. Her hair was a tangled red cloud surrounding her face, but it wasn’t messy. It seemed to know exactly where to fall even if she had spent the last few hours with her face in a pillow. Her eyes were wide as she too began to adjust to the flood of morning light seeping in through the windows. "Hey, you okay?" Dmitri asked, focusing again on her physical being curled up next to him.

"Yeah, I just," her eyes glanced down, "last night was great." Running her hands through her hair, she pushed it back and away from her face. "As much as I'd like to lay here with you and be lazy all morning, dueling practice is calling my name." She fully sat up, pulling the covers up with her to cover her chest. Though she had said the words, she still sat in the bed, partly unwilling to leave. She knew if she didn't, it would come up. Unless...he just wouldn't mention it at all. But then, what would that mean?

There, she was doing it again. Overthinking. The last time she was like this, Lysander knew how to calm her down. But he wasn't here, Dmitri was. And she didn't know what was on his mind.

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Lucy… before I cam to school, before I meet you… I wasn’t always good at handling what I am. I hated it even since I found out. Being locked away in our cellar every full moon, it killed me. But what really hurt, was they way everyone saw me. The way I saw me. One night, I didn’t want to do it… change. I didn’t want to take my tonic or go to the cellar, I refused. My dad practically dragged me down there and chained me to the wall and forced the bottle down my throat. I hated it. I wanted to hate him, but I knew he just wanted to look out for me… When he left, I spit the tonic out, and I tried to get out of my chains. I thought I could just leave for a little while… that I could control it…

There was an accident… I got out, I didn’t mean to hurt her, I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I got out, I wasn’t me Lucy, I didn’t mean for any of it to happen. Liv, she just wanted to help, she thought she could help but-but no one could! I went back there, to apologize but… they kicked me out Lucy. They don’t love me anymore, they don’t want anything to do with me! He did it again! I-I let him in again. I let him take over and I… I became the monster everyone sees when they look at me. I know that’s what the professors see, what you see, what my parents see… Liv… I… she hates me…. my own sister hates me, she never wants to see me again!

Oh, oh Elijah. I can't say I know how you feel or that everything's going to be alright, but I can say that you are not that monster. It wasn't you who did that and that's not you now. You are the most kind, loving, caring man I have even had the privilege to know and I know that the you now would never dream of doing that.

Just know that I'm here for you, with tons of tea and blankets. We all see you as the amazing man you are today, not a monster, a human being who turns into a loveable fluffball once a month.

What's the Story, Morning Glory? || Lucy & Dmitri

Wake up. Wake up. WAKE UP. The little voice inside Dmitri’s head was extremely loud and very persistent this particular morning, and for a couple moments, he had forgotten why. But as he felt something shifting next to him, he suddenly realized what had happened the previous night. And who. Dmitri cautiously cracked one eye open, to see Lucy looking his is direction seemingly lost in thought. “You know,” his scratchy morning voice broke through the deadly morning silence, “Staring at me while I sleep is kind of creepy.” He closed his eyes shut realizing he had not fully adjusted to the small amount of light that began to cover the room.

An extremely sexy morning voice snapped Lucy back to the moment. One of Dmitri's eyes was squinted shut against the sun, the other open slightly and gazing up at her. A small smile creeped back on her lips. He always knew how to do that. "Don't worry, I was just wondering how someone this attractive could snore so loud," she joked. She continued to sit in her half-sitting up half-laying down position, still unsure how quickly she wanted to leave.