yesterday, i died

Piper Shaw. 23 years old. Pediatric Medicine

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jakecallhoun:

Head tilted slightly as he listened to the girl talk about enjoying herself. It seemed rare that someone actually enjoyed themselves at these events. At least sober. His eyes laid on the empty glass she had just placed on the bar before back up to meet her glance. “I mean, I can’t really disagree with that,” he chuckled, turning his attention a loud group of frat and sorority girls making their way across the room towards the bar. They always seemed to be so much louder than necessary, and if Jake wasn’t so out of it, it would’ve been annoying. At the point, his mind was all over the place that he wasn’t focused on it for long before he had taken his mask off and was looking at Piper. Her reaction had caught him off guard, not aware of the dilated eyes or the fact that he was very obviously high off of cocaine. “What are you talking about, Pipe?” he asked, head tilting once again, only this time due to confusion. After realizing what she was talking about, he just chuckled as a smirk came to pull at his lips. “Nobody will even notice. I mean, fuck, half of these people are drunk right now anyways.” Jake let her tie the mask back around his eyes, only letting out a sigh. There was something about Piper that calmed him down, and it was probably best if he just listened to her. “I want to stay in here,” Jake argued. While he knew what was best, that didn’t mean that he was going to listen to that angel on his shoulder. “Look, don’t worry about me. Come on, I actually feel… alive. Let me have this high.” Jake turned to grab her another drink and placed it in front of her. “Drink up. After, we are going to dance.”

Piper watched the group made their way to the bar, as Jake was. She didn’t mind the noise, they were just trying to have fun. Different people have fun in different ways. In Jake’s case, though, Piper wasn’t a fan of his idea of fun. With a cross of her arms on her chest, she gave Jake her best authority look. Piper wasn’t trying to take his fun away from him, she just wanted to keep him safe and out of trouble. “Half may be drunk, but what about the other half that are not?” She tested, her eyebrow raising. Piper tried not to smile, she wanted to remain strong willed. However, they way he argued with her reminded her of a small child not getting his way. Except alcohol and drugs were in the mix. Piper cracked and a smile fell upon her lips. She took the drink in her hand, tilting her head back and chugging the whole glass. “I”ll have fun with you tonight, but the next time I see you like this, Jake.” Piper paused shaking her head and placing a hand on his shoulder. “You are not getting away with it this easy.” Her hand that rested on his shoulder, dropped to his hand. Piper clasped it around his, before pulling him in the middle of the crowd. She stood in front of him with a childish smile on her face before crossing her arms against her chest, once more. “Aren’t you going to ask me to dance, the proper way a gentleman would?” Piper’s head cocked to the side, a smirk forming to her lips. 

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bradleymilligan:

Bradley’s smile became a fraction tighter on her lips. It seemed odd that she felt such a need to downplay the situation when Bradley hadn’t even asked anything of it in the first place. “High school?” Wedging her cigarette in her mouth, she propped herself to rest against the adjourning brick wall so she could gain some shade from the invasive sunlight. “And you’re both here now all the way from Chicago? What a small world.” Her Marlboro came to dangle between her fingers at her side again. “Haven’t seen you around before.”

Piper nodded slightly. “I know how bad it sounds.” With a small laugh, she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “But I assure you, you have nothing to worry about. It’s been years since I’ve last seen Max and things have changed. I feel nothing for him.” Piper smiled once more. “I needed to get out of Chicago, but I didn’t want to go anywhere I didn’t know anyone.” Piper shrugged, although most of it was a lie. She didn’t want to have trouble with Bradley.

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mvxwcll:

“Yeah, I can imagine. They don’t exactly make it easy to be a student here, either. You’ll see,” he said with a soft laugh, shaking his head minutely. “Look, I’ve got to find my girlfriend. But we need to catch up,” he nodded. “Do you have your phone? I’ll give you my new number.”

Piper nodded at the other. "Thanks for the advice." She smiled at him before looking around. She had brought a small purse to keep her phone and wallet with her. The small purse was the same navy blue as her dress. Piper pulled her phone from the small purse, handing it to Max. "Just put your number in and we'll catch up."

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bradleymilligan:

“Yeah. My formal title,” Bradley scoffed, tugging her cigarette down to inspect the end and later flick a cluster of ash free. “You know Max, then?” It felt like pulling teeth, forcing out the compulsory clump of small talk to pad out time until it was acceptable to make her way again. Her eyes stayed stuck on the smoke whistling out of her lips as she tried to remember where she’d even been headed to in the first place. Oxy had her cradled in a dream more often than reality lately. “Whatever. That’s life.”

Piper smiled small. “Yeah, I do actually.” She paused for a moment. “He was an ex.” With a slight shrug, she tried to play it off as nothing. “It was a few years back, nothing too serious.” With a laugh, she continued. “High school fling, really.” Piper was down playing it because she wasn’t sure how the other would react. Also, Piper wasn’t going to bring anything up about why she was at Atticus in the first place. Nothing like a great first impression.

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bradleymilligan:

“Oh,” Bradley said simply, boredom seeing her scuffing over a family of gravel with her big, black boot. A headache was already pecking at her skull given her hangover, bright, blaring light outside not doing anything at all to help matters. As a result, her temper was severely suffering. “Wow, introductions. Guess this is happening, then. Bradley.” A drag divided her sentence before she pressed on. “You probably saw me getting dragged out of the ball looking like a raw steak someone smacked with a mallet.”

Piper’s eyebrows raised. She had never encountered someone that was quite like the other. At the mention of her name, Piper put two and two together. She was the Bradley that Max had mentioned. Piper wondered what had all changed from the years that she had not been in contact with Max. “Bradley. Max’s girlfriend?” Piper tried to smile at the girl, but she couldn’t deny the tension. The first thought in her mind went to Max being the one that dragged her from the ball, but it couldn’t have been. “I actually didn’t see. I’m sorry.” Was all she managed to say. 

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mvxwcll:

“Sorry,” he said, laughing humourlessly. “Changed my number when I broke my phone last year. Not on Facebook, so I’m practically nonexistent,” he laughed. “Yeah, this is just my masquerade attire. To be honest, most of my clothes have stayed the same since junior year of high school,” he admitted. “How long have you been here?”

Piper shrugged slightly. “It happens.” She flashed a smile in his directions. “I’m not sure of anyone who uses facebook much anymore, anyway.” Her glass was almost empty and she was tempted to get another, but she didn’t want to have to get someone to take her home. “I think it might be time for a change.” Piper let out a laugh. “I’ve only been here a few days. The process of getting here was so complicated, not something I’d do again.”

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bradleymilligan:

Her signature scowl disturbed the bruises still wracking the left side of her face, profanities strung together under her breath as she rooted for another cigarette. “Yeah, figures. With eyes that fucking small I wouldn’t be able to see anything either.” One spark saw her pulling in a sharp drag, smoke sitting in her lungs until it ached enough that she had to blow it out again. “Aren’t you in my forensic psychology class?” Bradley asked through a squint, sunlight making a nuisance of her eyes as she attempted to study the stranger. “Lily, right?”

Piper’s eyes rolled at Bradley’s comment. “Yeah, small eyes.” She repeated, pushing hair from her face, annoyance apparent with her expression. She watched the smoke from the cigarette flow out into the sky. Smoking wasn’t something Piper used to consume her free time and she wasn’t a fan of being around it either. She gave the girl a confused look. “I don’t take that class, sorry.” With a shrug, she continued. “And my name is Piper. You are?” She questioned.

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mvxwcll:

“Because the fucker killed himself,” he finished her sentence, an exhausted sigh escaping. “You’re not making problems,” he assured her, shrugging a shoulder. “It just caught me off guard. You. Feels kind of like a weird dream, you know?” he explained. “We should catch up, though. Some time when I’m sober and look less like a Gossip Girl character.”

Piper nodded in response to him finishing her sentence, although he didn’t have to be so harsh. “I figured it would. I was going to try and get in contact with you before I came, but I had no luck.” Piper gave a shrug and an apologetic smile. “I’d love that.” Her smile turned genuine as she examined his appearance. “I was hoping that there was a chance you didn’t dress like this all the time.” Piper let a giggle move passed her lips. “Definitely not what I remember.”

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bradleymilligan:

Bradley stuffed her hands deep into the pockets of her gargantuan denim jacket, trampling over a bed of red tulips with deliberate destructive precision. It was only once she turned the next brick corner that her path got interrupted, an abrupt knock into a stranger seeing her just lit cigarette tumbling down into the grass. “Fuck’s sake.” A disgruntled stomp declared its time of death before she glared up at the blonde in front of her. “Think you can watch where you’re fucking going in future?” @pipshaw

Piper had been walked to class. Her attention was on anything, but what was in front of her. She hadn’t been late, but this time she had over slept. Maybe it was getting used to the new atmosphere. Piper was stopped when she had run into someone on the way. “Oh!” Piper took at step back from the other. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t watching.” But the attitude of the other threw her off. Piper knew that not everyone was like her and they would react differently, so she didn’t take it seriously. “I was rushing to class. It’s totally my fault.” Piper flashed a smile at the girl. However, she wanted to mention that her reaction wasn’t necessary, but she decided against it. 

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FMK: Max, Bradley, Pearl

“The only one I know out of the three is Max. I couldn’t make that decision.” 

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mvxwcll:

Max shook his head once more, a whole array of different feelings consuming him in that moment. His gaze dropped to her hand on his bicep, feeling like he’d fallen in some kind of portal that brought him back years earlier. That’s not the kind of person I am. Max could have said the same thing about what he’d done. “I never thought that you were a bad person because of it. If anything, that was on James. He was my best friend,” he sighed. “But you know, it’s been… years. Things have changed. A lot has happened with me, so I’m not really the person you remember. Hardly,” he shrugged, humourless laughter escaping despite his urgency to stop it. “Then there’s Bradley, my - my girlfriend,” he said. “Things are different.”

Piper nodded and was relieved that Max didn’t think that that was how she carried herself. “I just never got to explain myself really, because..” She paused for a moment, debating if she would continue or not. Piper decided against it because she was sure he knew what she was referring to. “I know that, I’ve changed as well. It’s been so many years, I didn’t expect you to be the same.” Piper let a light-hearted smiled appear on her lips. It remained, as much as she didn’t want to smile anymore, at the mention of a new girlfriend. “I’m happy for you. Honest.” Piper smiled at Max. “I didn’t mean to come here to make problems.”

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Do you have a crush on anyone on campus?

“I just got here. I’ve had no time to get to know anyone like that.”

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cmilic:

“I feel like Atticus events always end in disaster.”  Emilie noted, taking simple steps to the center of the room with a sense of naive charm.  “Think about it: the fire, the rug fiasco, that wretched ABC party.”  The words that fell off her lips didn’t taste as sweet as the bubble gum that came before.  “Let’s make tonight a bit better, shall we?  Here’s to hoping for minimal casualties - angora rugs included.”

Piper followed the other at her side, her eye widening slightly. “Must be some place.” She had only been there for a few days and hadn’t heard much about Atticus. “I probably should have done my research before coming here then.” With a chuckle, Piper held her glass up. “I’m on your side.”

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mvxwcll:

“Everything is just-,” he started, but he realised quickly that he didn’t know how to explain it. There was no way to explain it. It just was. “I don’t know,” he said, giving up on any kind of explanation. “I feel like it’s just a bad idea to open up those old wounds, to pour salt inside. It’s toxic, or whatever. All three of us were. It was bad.”

Piper shook her head at the other. “I’m not wanting things to be like they were. I wouldn’t ask that of you.” She let a sigh escape her lips and a hand fall on his bicep. “I was just worried about you and I felt like things didn’t end the best and that’s not the kind of person I am.” Her expression was sincere and she wasn’t lying. “I want you to know that.” Piper’s hand fell bad to her side and her eyes dropped to the floor. She didn’t know what she was expecting of him just showing up out of nowhere. However, she wasn’t expecting him to want her to leave, but she couldn’t. Piper had already made the decision of transferring and she invested too much money to go back.  

[wordsnquotes]

to love and lose and still be kind.

Warsan Shire (via wordsnquotes)

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skyekingsley:

Skye raised her eyebrows at the girl who she could just tell was new, going off the barely-desperate looks she was shooting around the ballroom. She walked up to her. “Who are you? You’re new, aren’t you?”

Piper nodded at the girl. “I’ve been here only a few days, but I’m glad I got here in time for this.” She smiled at the other blonde. “I’m Piper, and you?” She held her hand out for the other to shake. 

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jakecalhoun:

White mask covered his face like a bandit, and he wasn’t even sure how it was able to hide his identity from anyone. It was also hiding the fact that he was far from sober at that point. Multiple lines quickly inhaled in the bathroom had made sure of that. There was no doubt that his mind was running rampant as every second passed and he found himself losing touch of reality quickly. Jake slipped a cigarette from his back pocket and let it sit gently between his lips as he brought a lighter up to start a slow burn on the tip. His displayed pupils searched the area for someone to keep him entertained, and that’s when he saw Piper. There had been a wave of relaxation fall over him by just her presence. As if her aura had been so overwhelming that it had been transferred to him. “Don’t drink too much. I’m already going to have to get you to carry me home.” Jake said as he approached her, arm finding an empty spot on the bar in order to lean on. “Although I think the only way you would be able to enjoy yourself is after a couple of drinks. The parties here seem to be so mild. Just a little ingredient that always seems to be missing.” Jake mused, letting it be up to interpretation as to what that missing ingredient could possibly be. Jake pushed aside his mask, revealing his current state to her but thinking nothing of it. “Need something stronger than champagne?”

Piper was enjoying her drink and she even enjoyed watching the crowd. She had manage to watch someone fall, they had obviously had too much to drink, and she watched a few people whose dancing would be better in front of their mirrors at home. A chuckle escaped her lips, until she heard a familiar voice. A smiled appeared on her lips, sitting her empty glass on the counter top. “You’re in luck. That was only my first one.” Her smile stayed upon her lips. “Oh, no. I’m enjoying myself just fine. It actually quite fun watching everyone stumble over each other and themselves.” Piper looked out toward the crowd once more, before turning back to Jake, his mask now moved from his face. Her smile completely faded when she saw the state he was in. She wasn’t an expert on drugs, but he was obvious he had been on something. “What’s wrong with you?” Her voice was calm. She knew not to show anger, although she was furious with him. Piper examined him, she didn’t know how she didn’t notice the state he was in when he first approached her. “You can’t be in public like this.” With a sigh, she placed the mask back on his face. “Let me take you home or at least we can go sit outside somewhere to get you a bit sobered up.” She cocked her head to the side, waiting for an answer. Piper was the type that cared for others and took care of them when they needed it. However, it wasn’t her ideal way to spend the night, she figured that it’d be best to keep the male out of trouble.