Are you haunted too?

"Don't forget about me." Rebekah Whyte 20. Psychology student. "Even when I doubt you, I'm no good without you"

[rebekah-whyte]

missnovakaine:

“Whoa whoa whoa.” Jules held her hands up, face paling slightly. “No need to call me Miss. My name is Juliana Novak. But you can call me Jules. And you are?”

“S-Sorry. It’s a habit,” Rebekah stuttered slightly realizing that the other was probably offended. “I’m Rebekah - Rbekah Whyte. Some people call me Bek. Thank you again Jules.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

calliopewinters:

“Yeah, if you want to log volunteer hours in that department it’s her you should talk to. I can even put in a good word.” Calli offered, the thought of Loralei having a little help was comforting. And if it worked out for everyone involved, then it was an even bigger bonus. Like career matching making, sort of.

Scrunching her nose at the question, Calli shook her head and leaned forward to extend her hand.  Maybe someday, she thought to herself. “Officer Calliope Winters, EHPD.” She introduced, hoping that clarified why she was here asking after a dead man. And how she and the coroner had become so familiar. 

“T-that would be great,” Rebekah said stuttering slightly over her words. She had wanted to work with Dr. Winters, but had been to scared to approach the woman. It wasn’t that she was scary per say, she saw that she was a very kind, but Rebekah still didn’t want to make a person that could help her angry. 

“Only if you have time.” 

Rebekah realized that maybe she had offended the other, a twinge of something but still reached out to shake her hand. She hadn’t meant to, and she hoped the other wouldn’t hold it against her. 

“It’s nice to meet you , Officer Winters. I’m Rebekah - Rebekah Whyte.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

alyssawxrd:

Aly grinned as Rebekah took a sip of the drink. “Thanks, babes. I try. You might have to be my new taster if that’s the compliment I get from you.” She started cleaning the shaker. “So, what’s going on? Are we here on a date or something? Tell me everything.”

Bek chuckled at the idea of being a taster , but shook her head at the other’s thought process. “Nope. I just - I’ve always passed this place and I figured I should at least look in now that I’m old enough. Had to wait for that because, well -” She gestured to herself in a way that suggested that a fake ID really wouldn’t be helpful. She was barely 5′4 after all, and with her anxiety she always seemed much younger.  

Also if she was being honest, it would be the last place most people would look for her. She didn’t know why, but that comforted her for some reason. 

[rebekah-whyte]

leehawes:

“Your brother follows you around?” He repeated it but his eyes darkened ever so slightly. That didn’t sound right, this young woman looked old enough to deal with herself. Then again, given the current climate of the town, perhaps it was to be expected that there was going to some overprotective people. 

“My break is not ruined whatsoever.” His eyes zeroed in on the books and he smiled. “Do you want me to take those in? They’re some wonderful choices, did you enjoy them?”

Rebekah was surprised by the slight shift at the question. Although after a second she realized why someone might find that weird. 

“No he’s not - I mean he is following me, but it’s not like that. He not trying to be controlling or anything - he’s just wasting his time. I used to get really afraid - and stuff.” She didn’t know exactly how to explain to the other that she was apt to get panic attacks, and her brother was worried that it would start again. She was an adult after all, but with everything going her brother had gotten worried about her panicking and getting into a bad situation. 

Still she decided that maybe if she dropped it, the other would too. 

“ah that’s good,” She looked down at the books for a second and nodded. “That would be nice. I did, I might have to get a copy of this one next time I’m in the city.” She didn’t realize she would like the Picture of Dorian Grey, but it had surprised her. 

“I-can wait if you want to finish what your working on though.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

elipierce:

He’d heard the question a thousand times. Do I know you? It was always followed with furrowed brows, curious eyes and then realisation. He’s always had a reputation. Of the boy whose father murdered his mother in cold blood, of the low-life high school drop out who sold drugs to college kids and soccer mums, but the latest one that hung over his head was the boy who cried wolf. ❝ I don’t know, ❞ Elliot shrugged, hoping that she wouldn’t press the matter. He really wasn’t in the mood to be the subject of another witch hunt tonight. ❝ I guess I just have one of those faces. ❞

Rebekah nodded, the strange feeling continuing as she started to move her bag. “S-sorry.” Her natural stuttering taking affect as she realized the other might think she was rude. 

“I though maybe I had seen you around. - I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” She had said that without thinking about it. After all that’s what she felt from the other as she finished moving her bag. She didn’t know why he didn’t want her to know him, but she could feel how uncomfortable he was. 

[rebekah-whyte]

gerald-porter:

“Of course, take all the time you need,” Gerry said with an easy smile, trying to calm her nerves. He was still decided whether or not to keep pushing the conversation back to the woods. She definitely knew more than she was letting on and Gerry had a feeling that whatever she knew may aid him in his investigation. 

“When you said the woods aren’t normal… what did you mean by that?” he asked, his voice casual, though the thought of getting closer to the source of all this strange activity made him excited, his heart rate faster than normal.

She nodded quietly when the other said that she could stay and risked a glance at him. She was pretty sure he wasn’t angry at her but instead -excited?

She wasn’t sure how to take it, but was at least thankful that he wasn’t angry at her. Although the question wasn’t a complete shock, she still wasn’t sure how she could answer it. Looking around she realized that if they weren’t alone there wasn’t anyone close enough to really hear her. Maybe if she told the truth the man wouldn’t go into the woods. 

Maybe she could stop someone getting hurt. Still she had to see if he was going to believe her.

“D-do you believe that it’s a serial killer?,” She took in a breath trying to stop the stuttering in her voice. It would have been so much easier if Alison was here to answer him instead. “The reason why people keep dying. W-what do you think did it?”

[rebekah-whyte]

merrickrush:

“Oo, well as long as you eventually get across the right part of the quote, that’s what matters in the end, right? Maybe I should start writing mine down somewhere too.” She did not do particularly well when it came to dumping her brain out on paper, so writing them down anywhere specific would need to take some foresight. “…Do you want to see a book that changed my life?”

“True, but I’m awful at knowing what the right part of the quote is,” Rebekah said a smile in her voice, “I just pick the part that I love the most.” She nodded at the offer. 

“Please do. I really need more things to read.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

detectivegallegos:

“That’s really sweet of you but it’s late.”, she checked her watch. “I have a bunch of work waiting for me at home but some other day, I’ll take your offer, thank you.”, she saw the pink flamingo, it was very obvious under the street lights. “I didn’t ask you about school but I know how I hated it when adults asked me about school when I was your age so I won’t.”

“See you around then, Detective.” Her face became sheepish as she nodded at the second comment. After all she was going to have to go inside and study right away. She really shouldn’t have gone out.  “Thank you.” She said again a little wave as she got to the door. “Try to stay warm.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

alyssawxrd:

Aly leaned against the bar, grinning as she watched Rebekah wander into the bar. It was like watching fish that were out of water, she seemed so unsure of herself. She liked Rebekah, half the reason she graduated was because of the girl that was sitting at the bar. So she grabbed her cocktail shaker as she began to walk over.

“Hey, hey.” She smiled, pouring a shot of vodka into the shaker along with some pink lemonade mix and a touch of cointreau. The drink tasted like cotton candy and she was rather proud of it, even if she couldn’t touch it. “Yeah, always need a job after school. Better than making coffee.” She placed a martini glass on the bar and poured the drink out for Rebekah. “That’s on me.”

Rebekah nodded looking around she could tell that it fit Aly in a way that she didn’t think a coffee shop would. The place wasn’t exactly where Bek would tend to be, but she could appreciate it. 

She should have been paying attention to the other’s actions, because suddenly there was a rather pink drink in front of her. 

“Ah - thank you.” She took the drink, a small look of surprise when she tasted the concoction. “Wow this is really good Aly. You have a gift.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

ronnienovak:

“That’s nice,” Ronnie replied with a nod. “What made you want to study psychology?”

She shrugged slightly knowing that the reason was probably not going to translate well. “I’ve always had a sensitivity to how other people feel. I also wanted to help others, so I figured that would be a way to do it. What made you want to be a teacher - if I can ask of course.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

detectivegallegos:

“You’re welcome.”, she gave a short smile once again, still walking. “Is your place far away?”, she questioned, only out of curiosity. The wind was picking up and it was cold so Natalia pulled her coat closer together, shooting a quick glance around. 

“Ah -no just a few houses actually. It’s the one with the little flamingo in front.” Rebekah’s mom had put it there years ago, and although it was well loved it had gotten knocked around. 

“Thank you Detective. If you want a coffee or to warm up I don’t think my mom would mind if you came in.” 

[rebekah-whyte]

calliopewinters:

“My sister runs psych.” Part proud and part envious, though she doubted the girl would pick up on the latter. She remembered when Lorelai said she was going to open up the mental health conversation in Elkridge. It was ambitious, risky and in a small town in Maine, Calli had her doubts about how well it would go over. But kept them to herself then, and now. 

Pulling up a seat, she sat herself down and looked around the hospital. How it would have been if she went into medicine like her brother and sister, all of them working here in different departments. “It’s okay, I can wait.”

“Dr. Winters?” Rebekah said a question in her voice. After all she’d seen the doctor around although she hardly could say she’d said much. She had always been a better listener than speaker. 

Rebekah nodded and waited to hear the click of a receiver. “Ah - Hello. I was told to tell Dr. Ward ‘Winter’s rolled in.”

Bek couldn’t really understand what was coming from the other end, other then a series of shouts and a confirmation she hoped was directed at her. Her faced pulled in confusion trying to understand everything that was being said, but the line clicked off. 

“I- I think someone’s coming up in a bit. Either that or someone thinks I’m pranking them. If it’s the latter I’ll call again in a few minutes. Are you a detective?” 

[rebekah-whyte]

leehawes:

His eyebrow furrowed, pulling his whole face down into a look of confusion at the.. anger didn’t seem like the right word but either way, it was a negative emotion. Her face morphed and changed as she began to apologise and his followed, relaxing into a small, wry smile as he shook his head at her apologies. 

“It’s quite alright, just a case of mistaken identity. It happens from time to time. There is absolutely no need to apologise.” The young woman was obviously embarrassed and Lee sought to ease her concern. “To be honest, I was trying to wrack my brains in order to work out how I had wronged you, you seemed very irritated. I was quite ready to apologise myself for taking your seat, I think.”

Bek was trying her very hardest not to turn red, and for some reason she felt that there was at least a bit of karma in what had happened. Still she was happy that she hadn’t angered the other.  She shook her head. “N-No my brother just likes to follow me around, and from the side you looked like him.” Her hands gripped the books that she had been planing to return, but thought about just leaving all together and coming back tomorrow or better yet making Benji take the books in.

“I hope I didn’t ruin your break.”

[rebekah-whyte]

merrickrush:

“I’ll definitely have to check it out,” Merrick said, forcing herself not to enthusiastically grab her conversation partner by the shoulders out of gratification because that just was not nice when talking to strangers that might get you kicked out of the university’s library. “I was looking for good biographies, and you presented me with one. It’s clandestine. Are you a quote-memorizer, because I just get them all scrambled in my head with idioms.”

“Good,” Bek said with a smile. She wasn’t quite sure who the other was truly, but she seemed excitable and it was infectious. She shook her head and tapped at the notebook that was warn around the edges. 

“I’m the same way. I-I’m not very good at remembering quotes so I write them down. That way I don’t forget them. I mix my words to often to memorize them.” 

[elipierce-blog]

❝ Are you gonna stand in my way all day or… ❞ Elliot’s words trailed off onto pursed lips, hazel coloured eyes rolling heaven wards at the person stood in front of him, blocking his path to the dart board.  ❝ I suppose I could try my luck at bending the dart around you but I don’t think it’s going to work out as well as it did for James McAvoy and Angelina Jolie with the bullet in Wanted. ❞

[rebekah-whyte]

“I -sorry - Give me a second and I can move” Rebekah said not realizing for a moment that the other was talking to her.  She had been filling out a form and wasn’t sure her bags could be moved in a way to let him in yet. Looking up for a moment she was about to apologize again when she had an odd sense of familiarity. “Uh - Wait do I know you?” 

[rebekah-whyte]

Rebekah wasn’t quite sure why she had entered the bar, electing to think that it was mostly for the commodity of turning twenty-one a few days ago. She wasn’t really looking to get drunk, but it would at least be nice to use the ID she had. Sitting down at the bar, she looked around knowing very few people and wondering again why she was there. Still before she could think to leave she could see the motion of a bartender coming up to here.

“Uh -Oh Hi,” Rebekah said relaxing as she recognized the other a small smile coming from the familiar face. “I didn’t know you worked here.” 

@alyssawxrd

[rebekah-whyte]

missnovakaine:

“It’s on the main road, you can’t miss it! It’s got a cute sign and if you’re ever walking around downtown, you could literally follow the smell of flowers. It’s lovely.” Jules sighed with a smile, remembering the smell.

“Thank you, Miss -” Rebekah said not remembering if the other had told her name. “I-I’m sorry I don’t think I got your name.”