Arlo Dawson

Royal Pains Roleplay | New Zealand | 18

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Parent’s Day — Arlo

She wrung her hands as her brown eyes glanced around. The nerves continued to build as parents invaded the estate? Why was she so nervous? Sure, she hadn’t seen her father in a while, but she just wanted this visit to go smoothly. She wanted to show him she was getting better, that she was trying to improve her relationship with Elise, and maybe introduce him officially to Toni.

Finally, she spotted him through the crowd. A smile lit up her face as their eyes met, Elijah’s eyes lighting up as well. Arlo took a deep breath and sprinted off to him.

“Dad!”

She landed in his arms, causing her father to grunt. His arms wrapped around her as leaned down to kiss the top of her head.

“Hey, kiddo. It’s good to see you.”

The princess felt a slight relief, her nerves fading just slightly. “It’s good to see you, too, Daddy. I’ve missed you. A lot.”

The pair pulled away from each other, and Elijah tucked a piece of hair behind his daughter’s ear. “I’ve missed you, too, Arl. It’s too quiet at home without you and your sister.” He stopped a moment and looked around. “Speaking of which, where is your sister?”

His question caused the Dawson twin to look around. “She’s probably still getting ready.” Arlo took her father’s hand. “Come on, let’s go get lunch.”

The brunette led her father for the cafeteria. The workers were serving up a special lunch in honor of the parents. Arlo grabbed herself a tray then handed one to her dad. The two went through the line getting their food and beverage then Arlo led him over to a table near the middle of the room. And as the two began to eat, Elijah’s eyes rested on his daughter, studying her.

“So, how have you been doing?”

She stabbed her fork into a piece of lettuce before glancing up to him. “Oh, I’m okay. I’m doing good in my classes, and the shrink thinks I’m making progress.”

Her father nodded and took a bite of his food. “But how are you? I know it can be overwhelming, even with your sister here, and I just.. I just want to know you’re both okay.”

Hearing his concern caused her guilt to rise. Arlo could only assume the challenges he faced raising her and Elise alone. And she’ll never forget his tear-stained face after waking up in the hospital. She hated herself for causing her dad so much pain.

After letting out a deep breath, she answered him. “I really am okay. I mean, I have my days, but I’m okay. And I will be okay.” She stopped a moment, Elijah nodding to acknowledge her words. She picked her fork back up and took a bite. “So, how’s Gran?”

The male chuckled. “She’s...fine, I guess. Still a stuffy old bat.”

“Does she still hate me?” The Dawson girl asked bluntly.

“Arlo, your grandmother does not hate you. She’s just extremely worried about you.”

She gave Elijah a look before sighing. “She’s just extremely embarrassed.” The Dawson girl pushed her food aside, more guilt bubbling to the top.

“Arlo, honey, -“ Elijah started.

“No, Dad, I get it. I’d be embarrassed, too. I didn’t mean to embarrass Gran or hurt you or Elise.” Arlo was trying to get out an apology, but the words wouldn’t leave her mouth.

“Oh, honey, I know. We know.” He reached over and gently took her hand into his. “We know now that you needed help. We just want you to get better.”

Her eyes ducked to the table top, and her voice got quiet. “I’m trying, I promise.”

“I know. That’s all I can ask for.”

Her big brown eyes finally glanced up to see a slight smile on her dad’s face. Quickly, her fingers ran below her eyes, collecting the drops of tears that had spilled.

“Hi, Daddy!”

Arlo watched her sister hug her father from behind before taking the seat next to Elijah. She watched the pair catch up as she silently ate her lunch. This is what she missed. Being with her father and sister.

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Arlo x Callie — “We’re all hiding something aren’t we?”

@cherrybombprincessa

Though she was taught that art really wasn’t a useful skill for a royal, it became a place of peace for her. When she was feeling hopeless, feeling undeserving of love and of life, she turned to drawing. Most times, she sketched out her emotions. The darkness that clouded her mind and the need to scream were implied most in her work. When she learned art had been an elective at the estate, the New Zealand princess jumped at joining the class. “Let out those emotions,” her therapist had told her, “Don’t keep it bottled in.” She always kept that in mind, even now when she was feeling low. With paint brush in hand, Arlo listened to her teacher explain the assignment. It didn’t take long for the girl to get an idea of what she wanted to make, and soon the brush was elegantly moving across the paper standing on the easel. When the teacher came around to critique their work, she made a comment about the subject hiding something. Arlo’s chocolate brown hues flicked up to the teacher. “We’re all hiding something, aren’t we?” Her eyes glanced around the room to the other students, sight landing on a red headed female before going back to her work.

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Arlo x Toni — “I think you dropped this.”

@guiltriddenprincess

The New Zealand princess was working hard to get better. Therapy was helping a lot, and she was trying to have a better relationship with her sister. The only other thing that would help her would be working on her relationship with the Italian princess she loved dearly. During her study hall, Arlo jotted a quick note for Antonia, asking her to sneak off and meet her later at the cabin that night. She collected her stuff and went off to find the girl. Passing her in the hall, she dropped the note near Toni, and with an innocent look on her face, she said, “Oh. I think you dropped this.” Her smile remained as her sight lingered on the other girl’s features. She turned around and walked away from the girl. Arlo had a lot of things to get done to make the cabin and the night just perfect.

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Arlo x Elise — Infirmary

@elise-dawson

The New Zealand princess had woken up feeling off. She felt tired and weak, her head pounded, her stomach felt heavy and off; and to top it off, she felt hot and cold at the same time. But despite feeling off, the young Dawson still got up, got dressed, and headed off to her classes. She managed to stay awake during her first two classes, but by her third, she felt worse. Her stomach started to cramp twenty minutes into her class. She raised her hand and asked her history teacher if she could go to the nurse, explaining how she was feeling. She managed to get out of class and down to the infirmary before expelling the contents from her sister. The nurse on duty took the girl’s temperature before helping her to a bed to rest. Arlo curled up on her side as the nurse went to get her some water and medicine. A sigh left her lips. What Arlo really wanted right now was her sister.

[elise-dawson]

Since arriving at the estate Elise had done her best to keep her best foot forward despite the challenges that had presented themselves. Keeping her head held high was easy for the young New Zealand princess, her bitter bite on the other hand was another story. At one point during her therapy she even came up with the idea that she should simply embrace her inner bitch instead of suppressing it like she had been attempting to do. If her own sister couldn’t see the fact that she was trying to change then what was the point? Sitting in the back of one of the most boring classes that Elise had ever sit through, the blonde princess felt like she could feel the brain cells leaving her brain. Nothing about what was being taught was useful in any way, shape or form. Pushing her way from the desk, Elise walked up to the teacher’s desk, asking for a bathroom pass which she was thankfully graced with. With a signature tilt of her head, Elise smiled to the teacher before walking out of the class with no intention of actually returning. The blonde walked down the hallway towards the exit when someone asked whether it was Dawson ditch day or something. Confused, Elise turned towards the voice, trying not to seem as off guard as she actually was. “What is that supposed to mean?” she spat back instantly. With a simple shrug the other royal simply said that they had seen Arlo heading towards the infirmary. The older Dawson twin knew that Arlo wouldn’t leave class for no reason, and if she was heading to infirmary nothing good could come from that. Thinking more of her sister in that moment more than the need to escape, she made her way to the infirmary. When she got there Elise didn’t think of asking with room or bed the younger twin was in. Instead with a brisk pace Elise began walking through each room, pulling curtains back to find Arlo. After a few failed attempts and glares from patients and staff alike she finally found the brunette laid back on one of the infirmary beds. They hadn’t really spoken much since Elise arrived at the estate but she didn’t care in that moment. None of it was important because all this did was remind Elise of when Arlo was in hospital after her suicide attempt. Sitting on the chair next to the bed, Elise grabbed the girl’s hand. “You could have had someone call for me over the PA system,” she spoke softly.

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The nurse had came back with medicine and a cold rag for the girl. Quickly, Arlo swallowed the tiny pill and set the rag on her forehead, the coolness of the water providing a little bit of relief. Her eyes closed as she listened to the staff bustling about, taking care of other students. She could imagine her dad bringing her some food and putting on her favorite movie, and tucking her in bed. Arlo let out a sigh. She wished to be at home, not the estate. Hearing someone approaching her bed, her brown eyes glanced over to see her sister. She gently squeezed Elise’s hand. “I didn’t want to worry you.” She inhaled deeply. “I’ll be okay. It’s probably just the flu or something.” She paused for a moment, taking in the look on her sister’s face. “Shouldn’t you be in class?” The brunette rolled over slightly to face the blonde.

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Arlo x Elise — Infirmary

@elise-dawson

The New Zealand princess had woken up feeling off. She felt tired and weak, her head pounded, her stomach felt heavy and off; and to top it off, she felt hot and cold at the same time. But despite feeling off, the young Dawson still got up, got dressed, and headed off to her classes. She managed to stay awake during her first two classes, but by her third, she felt worse. Her stomach started to cramp twenty minutes into her class. She raised her hand and asked her history teacher if she could go to the nurse, explaining how she was feeling. She managed to get out of class and down to the infirmary before expelling the contents from her sister. The nurse on duty took the girl’s temperature before helping her to a bed to rest. Arlo curled up on her side as the nurse went to get her some water and medicine. A sigh left her lips. What Arlo really wanted right now was her sister.

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Arlo x Luca — “The devil wasn’t that bad if you think about it.”

@thelucagrimaldi

Things had gotten more interesting with her sisters’s arrival at the estate. Their relationship was still strained, and the princess was doing what she could to avoid the girl. She was starting to become more rebellious and doing the things she wanted instead of what her father and sister wanted. One night, she had overheard a few of the royals talking about going to a party in town. She warred with herself about going. Telling herself, “The devil wasn’t that bad if you think about it;” and that was the side of her that won. After everyone was supposed to be asleep, Arlo got dressed quickly and snuck out of her room. She walked around the estate to make her escape. She was almost to the exit when she heard footsteps behind her. She let out a sigh and turned around to the person, preparing her argument to get out of trouble.

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Arlo x Ben — “This stuff is for babies.”

@princebenclaeys

Camping was not her thing. Usually the brunette just wanted to stay in her dorm and do homework or read or even curl up with a movie on Netflix. But Elise’s arrival at the estate had Arlo doing what she could to avoid her sister. She feared going back to a dark part of herself, so when the estate announced a camping trip, relief washed over her.

Standing around the campsite, the princess looked around for both her tentmates. She had hoped to be bunked with her favorite person, but at least the two males she was bunked with weren’t bad...she hoped. Their first task was to set up the tents. Luckily, her father had taken the girls on camping trips, despite Elise’s complaints. So, setting up a tent was easy. She grinned to herself after she was finished setting it up. “This stuff is for babies.”

[elise-dawson]

Elise x Arlo

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Elise had been at the estate for all of five minutes when she was informed of the places she had to go that day. A schedule wasn’t something that the girl was fond in following. But as she promised her father, she would do her best to cooperate and get better. Even if that meant getting up at ungodly hours of the morning just to be thrust into one class or another. 

Her bags were still unpacked but at least she had a dorm to leave them in. Piece of paper in hand that had her schedule written on it, Elise was leaving her room. Unlucky for her, it looked like the first class of the day was in the gymnasium. Elise did her best to keep a positive attitude about the day ahead of her. When she got there however and heard what she guessed to be teacher going over how their camping trip was coming up, she scoffed. “No, nope, no way,” she rambled, throwing her hands up in the air. “There is no way I am going out into the woods when my father is paying so much for board. I’ll come back next week when bug bites aren’t threatening me constantly.” Shaking her head, the stubborn blonde turned around to leave out the door only to find the all to familiar brunette standing in the way. 

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The young princess blew out a deep breath as she left her room. She was excited for her first class that day. Everyone in the estate was talking about the camping trip coming up. Normally camping wasn’t her thing, but she had hopes of maybe sharing a tent with the girl she adored. And it gave her the chance to be outdoors now that winter was gone. Arlo walked down the corridor, a smile brightening her face. Things were finally turning around for the girl, just as her therapist predicted.

She wasn’t even at the door when she heard the familiar feminine voice. Her heart felt like it dropped to her stomach, and anger started to bubble in her blood. Arlo stopped at the door, her brown hues trained on the blonde. She shook her head at her sister’s words, a grimace resting on her face as Elise turned around. Her brows raised slightly at her before she quipped, “I see you haven’t changed.”

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Arlo x Luna — “We’re up in flames, the both of us.”

@luna-of-monaco

Since coming back to the estate, Arlo had been attending more therapy sessions. At the beginning, it was just to appease her father, but the more she went, the more she learned and the more she felt like things were better. While things were relatively okay with her and the girl she loves, the New Zealand princess still hadn’t dealt with things surrounding her sister. Yes, she learned not to blame her attempt on the slightly older Dawson, but things were still tense. The girl’s therapist suggested a creative outlet for the brunette. Arlo tried many things. With baking, she almost burned the dorm down. Sports, she almost broke a bone...someone else’s. Eventually, she found her passion: music and lyrics. Often, she’d sit in her dorm with her ukulele and try not to annoy her roomie.

Arlo found herself in the rec room at a table, paper splayed out as she scribbled down words. It took her a few tries to get the words flowing, but she sat back and thought about what her therapist would say. “Write what you know.” And she did. The anger she still felt with her sister was a start. Arlo let out a deep breath and wrote: “We’re up in flames, the both of us.”

[guiltriddenprincess]

Antonia x Arlo — Starter

@pacifyherstorm

Antonia had been left with a lot of time to think over the winter holiday. It had been painfully clear that she was alone, with no family and no friends. And it hurt. It was her fault, yes, as she had purposely pushed people away left and right due to her fear of losing anyone else. She had wandered the halls of her home in Italy avoiding her advisors and staff. Being back at the Estate left her with a new view. Friends, she needed some but trusting? Well that was a different story. Arlo had been the last person she trusted and while it had been weeks, months, since their talk neither one of them really worked out their issues. Antonia hadn’t been ready, she had still been angry and upset. But now, now she was ready to love on and put it behind her. Them. And so sneaking into Arlo’s room was a deja vu moment. “Hey? You awake?” The Italian princess whispered before sitting on the edge of the mattress. “I — I miss you. Can we talk?”

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Despite fighting with her sister, the break from the estate had been a breath of fresh air for the New Zealand femme. It gave her the time to think. It had been awhile since her talk with the girl she loved most. Arlo has talked with her dad about what she should do and what she could do. He said to give the the girl space. But that didn’t make her miss Toni any less. Being back at the estate made things a little easier; at least she was closer to her. As the princess laid in her bed, she tossed and turned, sleep evading her. Hearing her door open, the brunette rolled over slightly to see the Italian princess in her room. “Hey.. Yeah, I’m awake. Can’t really sleep.” Arlo pushed herself up into a sitting position as Toni sat down. “I miss you, too. Of course we can talk. What’s on your mind?”

[guiltriddenprincess]

She had planned, or tried to plan, what she wanted to say. She had this whole thing in her mind, but now words seemed to evade her. She sat silent for several seconds, enough to make it uncomfortable at least to her. “I went.. home for the holiday and I just realized some things?” Phrased as a question despite it having been meant as a statement, Toni bit her lip as she looked down for a second. “I’m lonely. And I’ve been so angry, you know? With everything that had happened with my parents it’s like this pit has been growing inside. Even before we broke up, it was there you know? And I was teetering on the edge of letting it consume me. I was in such a bad place, still am sometimes.” Her voice broke at the end, fingers playing with a thread on the duvet. “When we broke up it’s like I fell in, I had nothing anchoring me anymore. I let the anger, the grief, the — the guilt consume me. I hate myself for that. And when I was at the palace I had no one. The staff avoided me, I have no family left, and I didn’t have you. I’ve been a bitch to you. And I’m sorry. But I miss you so, so much and I just don’t want to be alone anymore. And here I am being selfish because you’re probably better off without me, but I still need you.”

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Arlo’s eyes stayed on the young girl as the seconds passed. She’s wait as long as it took; she knew what the young Italian had to say was important. As Toni started to talk, Arlo remained quiet. Her gaze dropped down to her covers as guilt washed over her. She hated seeing Toni so sad, and knowing that she part of the cause made her angrier at herself. Arlo felt the sensation of hot tears prickling the corners of her eyes. She shook her head as her eyes found their way back up to Toni’s. “I deserved it. What I did... I would have acted the same way.” More tears started pool in her eyes. “I’m so sorry, Toni. I wish I could go back and take it all back.” Her hand slid over to find the other girl’s hand. “I was thinking you’d be better off without me, without my crazy.” She stopped for a moment to take a deep breath and allow herself to stop tearing up before speaking again. “I’ve missed you so much, and you have no idea how I need you, too. Everything went dark without you, and I hate it.”

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[guiltriddenprincess]

Antonia x Arlo — Starter

@pacifyherstorm

Antonia had been left with a lot of time to think over the winter holiday. It had been painfully clear that she was alone, with no family and no friends. And it hurt. It was her fault, yes, as she had purposely pushed people away left and right due to her fear of losing anyone else. She had wandered the halls of her home in Italy avoiding her advisors and staff. Being back at the Estate left her with a new view. Friends, she needed some but trusting? Well that was a different story. Arlo had been the last person she trusted and while it had been weeks, months, since their talk neither one of them really worked out their issues. Antonia hadn’t been ready, she had still been angry and upset. But now, now she was ready to love on and put it behind her. Them. And so sneaking into Arlo’s room was a deja vu moment. “Hey? You awake?” The Italian princess whispered before sitting on the edge of the mattress. “I — I miss you. Can we talk?”

[pacifyherstorm]

Despite fighting with her sister, the break from the estate had been a breath of fresh air for the New Zealand femme. It gave her the time to think. It had been awhile since her talk with the girl she loved most. Arlo has talked with her dad about what she should do and what she could do. He said to give the the girl space. But that didn’t make her miss Toni any less. Being back at the estate made things a little easier; at least she was closer to her. As the princess laid in her bed, she tossed and turned, sleep evading her. Hearing her door open, the brunette rolled over slightly to see the Italian princess in her room. “Hey.. Yeah, I’m awake. Can’t really sleep.” Arlo pushed herself up into a sitting position as Toni sat down. “I miss you, too. Of course we can talk. What’s on your mind?”

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Arlo x Damien Starter

Being away from the estate was a bad idea. She knew the break was needed for many of the royals, but she hated being so far away from Toni and having to be so close to her sister. Arlo’s sister tried to entire time to apologize, to make it seem like she was better. One mention of Toni from the girls’ father had both girls spiraling back to before. Arlo’s depression seemed to come back, thankfully not as bad as before. Only thing that kept her distracted on the break was reading. The New Zealand royal was thankful once the estate opened back up. Her father was reluctant to send her back, but he could she was getting bad again. “I can’t just stand by and do nothing while you suffer,” he told her.

One class she looked forward to was her literature class. She loved the books that were being taught, and the teacher was gentle in his teachings, unlike her old bat of a language professor. The brunette waited till after class was over to talk with him. She slid out of her seat once her stuff was packed and headed up to his desk. “Mr. Tills? I was wondering if you’d recommend some books to read. Reading seems to be one of the only things keeping me distracted lately, and I kind of need the distraction.”

@damientills