fuck right off

f o o l me once, shame on me ;; but you'll be DAMNED if you fool me twice

[promdevil]

“ah. that’s more understandable. at least she’s at the age of consent, or you two might be in trouble.” she tilts her head, smirking. “hayden… duval?? im friends with her. and she’s one of my best friend’s sister. jeez, im gonna have to have a talk with her about standards.” pause. “kidding. i almost wish you still went to school here.. she needs more people to guide her. she was hanging out with complete scum. and im not just saying that– like, they were being really shitty to her. she’s… too sweet for that bullshit." 

[parrishinq-blog]

Blue’s eyes lit up at the sound of her name. He couldn’t help but grin when the blonde said she needed to talk to Hayden about her standards. But then he got brought back down to the real world. “Wait, what?” He clenched his jaw. “Where are they?” Blue glanced around; there was nothing but anger in his eyes.

Every emotion possible ran through him. Why didn’t Hayden tell him? -- She probably knew better seeing as this is how he would have reacted. Blue slowed down his breathing, his boiling blood cooled down. “Damn,” He whispered ;; more to himself than anything. “Sorry -- I get overprotective sometimes.” It wasn’t just that. He was a hothead.

[parrishinq-blog]

@fckycv

“well, keep it up, and you might catch a glimpse of that, bucko!” she’s always ready to fight. atty mimics his stance, slightly distracted by his next sentence. she raises an eyebrow. “girlfriend, huh? so, do you just look old, then? or do we have a lolita situation goin’ on here?” she’s mostly teasing, considering her lack of moral, and the fact that she would probably date her math teacher if he was interested. “who’s the real unlucky girl? – aka, who’re you dating?”

Blue smirked down at the girl. Did she really just call him bucko? “I’m 20, she’s 18.” He explained. A 2 year difference wasn’t bad. A groan escaped him. Hayden wasn’t unlucky. Blue knew very well how protective he was which didn’t always work in his favour. “Her name’s Hayden,”

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[liilizette-blog]

“Whoa .. hey, it’s okay,” Liz cringed her back teeth together, not expecting a reaction like that. “I appreciate your concern but you don’t need to, y’know,” She tried to search for the right word. “Lash out like that.”

[parrishinq-blog]

Lash out. He felt the rage grow intensely. Blue glared at the woman ; woah .... woah .... it wasn’t her fault. Surely her words weren’t meant to come out as rude -- or were they? “Look.” He growled. “I was just trying to help.” He looked her dead in the eye, giving her one of his famous death stares. “Don’t fucking tell me not to lash out.”

[carlawade]

She usually took the detour through the park whenever she walked home from school. Her mom had insisted on giving her rides home, ever since news of the murder broke, but she liked having this time to herself. When her mother called apologizing about working late again, Iris didn’t even bat an eye, assuring her that it was completely fine. Her feet dragged along the pavement as she walked, easy and relaxed. The only thing that distracted her was the faint strumming of a guitar and pretty nice voice. Iris hadn’t heard live music in Belmont park for a while, so when she finally reached whoever was performing, she applauded quietly. “I really think it should be me who pays you.” she chuckled, reaching in her pocket and only coming up with two singles. “Sorry.. broke high school student.”

[parrishinq-blog]

He glanced behind him, giving the woman a gentle smile. “I don’t want your money,” Blue assured her. Being in high school sucked. Finding who you truly are, finding a way to make money ; all this fun stuff. He gestured for the dark eyed girl to sit beside him. “I’m Blue.” He knew he had an unusual name -- - who names their kid Blue? 

“I’m new-ish to town.” Blue continued. “Haven’t really met a lot of people yet.” He liked knowing people. As long as they didn’t get on his bad side, things would turn out fine for them.

[promdevil]

she doesn’t know this man, but here she is, roughly pushing him. “you’re about to lose your face if you don’t cut it out!” atty finally takes the time to look him over. “aren’t you a bit old to be here? im pretty sure you’re not a teacher. is this some kind of 21 jump street shit, murder edition?” the blonde is sneering, yet still trying to hold back a genuine grin.

[parrishinq-blog]

Blue cocked up an eye brow, letting out a small exhale. “Lose my face..” He repeated in a mocking manor. “I’d like to see you try.” The brunette imagined he’d just put his hand on her forehead and let her have at it until she tired herself out. “No, genius,” Blue smirked, thinking that that would actually be a good movie. “I’m here to pick up my girlfriend.” He leaned against the locker, crossing his arms. “You just happened to be unlucky enough to be around while I’m feeling mischievous.”

[bereftings-blog]

Juliet walked through the halls of Belmont High, arms crossed in attempt to hide her small frame. She had been wearing a black zip up jacket to mask her yellow and purple bruises from last nights events. Today was a day, just like any other, where she had to act all suspicious and typically wear long sleeved clothing– Even if the weather had been warm. Luckily, the temperature outside was only getting colder, so she hadn’t gotten any weird remarks as of recently.

The blonde hoped to make it out of this day going unnoticed, and not bothered. She was upset – Highly upset, and all she wanted was to be alone. Everyone could piss off. The bell rang, signaling it was now fifth period. Only one more until she could go to lunch. This period, though, was gym – Which she absolutely despised. Julie sat out today, making it now her fourth time this month. Her grade was going down in the class, but it was only gym, and she performed well in the rest of her courses. The girl was afraid of being judged or laughed at, let alone even being cared for, which is why she couldn’t do gym. She would have to change in a locker room full of all the girls, her body exposed for them to see.

She sat along the gym wall, watching as everyone played basketball – Not as if she was interested, but she had nothing else to do, and she couldn’t use her phone, or her teacher would confiscate it. Just as she stood up to use the “bathroom”, but not really, a basketball flew towards Julie and hit the side of her arm, right where a bruise had been placed. She hissed, clenching her fists to distract herself from the pain. As the person walked over to retrieve the ball, she snapped, “Would you watch what you’re doing next time?! Were you even trying to make the basket?”

[parrishinq-blog]

Blue had been waiting for the end of the school day. It was finally the last period. He made his way to the gym where he sat on the bleachers. He sighed - basketball. He hadn’t played basketball in a long time. However, he couldn’t play due to him being suspended from partaking in the gym activities. The sound of someone raising their voice caused him to glance over. A blonde was giving someone hell. When he realized what happened, he frowned, got up and rushed to the boy who had threw the ball at her. “Hey, asshole.” Blue growled, shoving him. “Don’t ever purposely try to hurt people.” He glared down at the other. “Got it?”

After telling off the boy, he turned to the blonde. “You okay?” He asked her.

[anxiousden-blog]

As soon as she saw Blue, she broke out into tears. Hayden buried her face in his chest .. this was her safe haven. “I’m scared.” She whimpered, her voice sounded muffled against his shirt. “I don’t want there to be a maniac on the loose.” It would have sounded like jibberish to anyone else but Blue. She knew that he understood her – sometimes more than she knew herself.

[parrishinq-blog]

He held her tightly, resting his chin upon her head. He began rubbing her back. Blue hated when she had panic attacks. He wished certain things didn’t happen to her and her sister. The brunette didn’t know the entire story -- he only wanted to hear what she was comfortable telling him. Blue pulled away, still holding her. He looked into her eyes. “Whatever happens,” He cupped her face with his hands. “I promise to keep you safe, Hayden.”

[liilizette-blog]

Lizette sat at her desk in the library alone; trying not to think about the murders she had heard on the news a few hours prior to her shift. And she had to be the one to CLOSE the library – how unlucky. The clock struck 12 am which meant it was time to leave. Liz quickly gathered her things and rushed out the backdoor. She glanced both ways before walking. Lizette couldn’t help but turn back, instantly regretting her decision to do so.

Her pace sped up. If she’d seen correctly, someone was behind her. Following her. Stalking. She couldn’t make out who it was. “Get back!” Lizette shouted, feeling her heart pound in her chest. “Stay away from me, asshole!”

[parrishinq-blog]

Blue tipped his pop can into his mouth, gulping down the last drops of his rootbeer. He had been on the hunt for a job and hadn’t expected it to be this late already. His head turned at the sound of someone yelling. He rushed to the scene. “What happened?” Blue quickly asked, glancing around. “I’ll get whoever was trying to hurt you.” He assumed that was what had happened - maybe someone was trying to steal from her.

[parrishinq-blog]

Blue sat on the park bench with his guitar across his body. He began strumming; his eyes closed. This was what he’d do when life got too stressful. When he played, he would often think about his sister and how she was doing. His mind wandered. He also was in need of an actual job. Photographing people wasn’t making him enough money to pay for his apartment. 

Blue began playing his favourite song. Pretend. “They told me maybe she’s crazy, a little like you-a,” He sang quietly. “Everyone said you were nothing but trouble.” A small grin spread across his lips. The song reminded him of a certain someone.

A shadow cast from behind him, catching him off guard. “I should start paying people for watching me play.” He joked, letting out a small laugh.

[anxiousden-blog]

Hayden paced back and forth on the sidewalk. She noticed every little sound that happened around her. Her hands rose to her ears; she closed her eyes. ‘You’re okay .. you’re okay.’ This was the time to start practicing how to cope with Red – her anxiety.

She turned sharply, seeing a figure in a dark cape with a hood. Hayden froze. Her eyes glistened. “Please,” Seemed to be the only thing she could say. This time she knew she wouldn’t be able to save herself. Was this the end?

[parrishinq-blog]

Blue tip-toed behind Hayden, scooping her hand in his. “Hey good-lookin’-- whoa, hey..” He stepped in front of her, seeing the panic in her eyes. Blue placed both of his hands in hers. “You’re okay.” He knew that reassuring her was the best thing to do; Seeing as this wasn’t his first rodeo. “I’m right here with you, Hayden.”

[promdevil]

atty’s heard about the murders, and… is not nearly as concerned as everyone else seems to be. there’s not even any proof of it being a serial spree! it’s only two people! yeah, this town isnt known for crime or anything, but that just makes her less worried. she had nothing to do with the lennoxs, so why would she even be in danger if there were to be more killings? psychos like that tend to go for similar victims. so, if there are more murders, she’s willing to bet newly weds, couples in general, people above the age of 20, etc. would be targeted. not single high school cheer captains.

of course, that doesn’t mean she’s not gonna literally shriek and jump back upon getting jumpscared by that typical horror movie shut your locker and there’s someone been standing behind it shit. “–SHIT! MMPH. MMPH. FUCK YOU! FUCK–FUCK YOU!” she shouts, which grabs the attention of a few bystanders. she knows it was likely an accident– or maybe it wasnt. “god dammit. dont sneak up on someone like that!”

[parrishinq-blog]

Seeing as Hayden was taking a while to show up; for he was her ride home, Blue thought it would be fun to mess around with the students. He leaned against a locker, ready to scare the hell out of whoever was on the other side. He began to sneak, slowly closing the door before slamming it shut. There was a petite blonde behind it who freaked out on him. Blue let out a loud laugh. “You should have seen the look on your face!”

[cfmusings-blog]

     whatever doesn’t kill me … 

              BETTER START RUNNING.