Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me.

Fine. I’m a male homosapien of average height and build. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I am heterosexual. I live in a city in the South-West of the democratic monarchy of the United Kingdom which has an estimated 1,006,600 residents. My favorite thing is music characterized by highly amplified distortion, extended guitar solos, emphatic beats, and overall loudness. Will that do? Fine. I like metal. Not Linkin Park. Not fucking My Chemical Romance. Not whatever plastic riffing you like to pretend makes you alternative. I like ugly, angry music which you’d probably hate because you don’t understand it. There are a lot of stupid people around.

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Maybe we could make our life a story || Rich & Grace

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She looked down, not knowing what to say. As she glanced back up at him she knew there was saddness in her eyes. “You’re very sweet. But this can’t happen, Rich.” She felt her voice wavering and knew she wouldn’t be able to hold off the tears much longer. “There’s nothing we can do.” O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? Grace looked at him puzzled. “Tell me. Tell me what to do. What’s left to do?” She lightly shook her head still completely confused as to what Rich wanted her to do. She looked down trying to figure it out in her head. So, marry me.. Grace Violet Blood Her heart was racing as she looked back up at him with a smile. Rich leaned in and kissed her deeply. She pulled back smiling, whispering softly to him, still in complete shock that he had found a way. “Oh, wonder. How many goodly creatures are there here. How beauteous mankind is. Oh, brave new world. That has such people in it.” She smiled up at him seeing the tears in his eyes and leaning in kissing him again. He really had given Grace her fairytale.

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"Oh, wonder. How many goodly creatures are there here. How beauteous mankind is. Oh, brave new world. That has such people in it" RIch grinned, tears filling his eyes. He leaned in a again, kissing Grace, deeply and passionately. He did it, he fixed it. Everything was going to be okay.

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Maybe we could make our life a story || Rich & Grace

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But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun Grace felt her smile grow wider as she stared down at Rich who was reciting Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet to be exact. She wasn’t even sure if any of this was real, maybe this was all a dream. As Rich moved towards the pipe he always used to climb up to see her she moved slightly, leaning down to see him better. “Rich, what are you doing?’ Rich smiled up to her from the ground. She speaks! O, speak again, bright angel As he started to climb up the pipe, he lost his footing a little and swore. Grace couldn’t help but giggle a little. “Be careful.” As he made his way over the balcony, struggling a little she realized this was the first time she had been genuinely happy in days, just seeing him. She made her way back through her window, Rich following closely behind her. “Be quiet, my parents are awake.” They make their way to her bed sitting down facing each other, Grace giving Rich a quizzical look.

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Rich collapsed onto Graces bed, catching his breath "Alack, there lies more peril in thine eyes...Than twenty of there swords" He paused as Grace started to speak again, listening to what she had to say. He smirked "O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?" He continued to smirk with a glimmer in his eyes, as Grace continued to look puzzled. "The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine... what do people do in Shakespeare plays when its all fucked? When..they're trapped? How do they work it all out? Maybe stories are just stories.. or maybe.." Rich bit his lip, his voice was starting to crack, and he could feel tears building up in his eyes. This was it, this was actually it. "we could make our life a story.. So, marry me.. Grace Violet Blood" he grinned, holding back the tears that were going to run freely any second, he waited for Graces reaction, praying she would say yes.

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Maybe we could make our life a story || Rich & Grace

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Grace sat on her bed glancing over at her cellphone that was sitting on her beside table. She let out a sigh, pulling her knees to her chest, resting her head on her knees. Her stomach felt hollow and she was on the verge of tears. Her conversation with Rich was replaying over and over in her head. It hurt to have to tell Rich that they should just accept that they couldn’t fix things. All of her hopes and dreams had revolved around Rich and Grace finally having there happily ever after. But she couldn’t live in this fantasy world anymore, the truth of the matter was, this was reality and not a fairytale. She had finally given into defeat and started packing up her room. Boxes now surrounded her bed, her world was slowly disappearing once again into boxes. She felt the tears start to fall again silently, when she heard a tap sound from the window. Grace’s head shot up, not expecting the sound half wondering if she had imagined it. But then she heard it again and rushed over to the window, seeing Rich. She felt a weak smile cross her lips, she opened up her windows and walked out onto the balcony. She rested her hands on the edge staring down at him, her smile growing despite the tears still I’m her eyes. “Rich.”

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He through another stone, hoping this time it would grab her attention "Her eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright, that birds would sing and think it were not night!" Rich smiled as he saw Grace appear on the balcony "But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun" he paused taking in everything for a moment, "See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek!" He grinned at Grace, as she grinned back down at him. He couldn't bare being so far away from her, as he started to jog over to the piping on the side of her house. Rich? What are you doing? "She speaks! O, speak again, bright angel!" He started to pull himself up the piping, trying not to loose his grip "for thou art, as glorious as this night, being.." he stopped, cringing his face as he tried to remember the line "fuck me.. as is a winged messenger..of heaven" he slipped on the piping, loosing his footing slightly, before pulling himself the rest of the way up. "It is my lady, O, it is my love" he pulled the remainder of his body onto the balcony "O, that she knew she were". He stood up straight, smiling at Grace as he followed her towards her window.

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Maybe we could make our life a story || Rich & Grace

He knew it. Finally, Rich had came up with a solution to their problem. It was a big commitment and he didn't even know if Grace would agree, but he had promised her he would think of something, and now he had.  Rich pulled on his jacket, as he left the house. He had no car, no money for a taxi, not even his bike after he had broken it on the way home from Graces. For once he didn't mind though, it gave him time to think things through. What he was about to do was big, something he didn't think he would do for years. The more Rich thought about it, the more he wanted to do it. Grace was the love of his life, and having Blood take her away was unbearable for Rich to think about. He wasn't coping with it well, lately alcohol had been the answer to everything. He couldn't let Grace know, not ever. Rich pulled out a box of cigarettes, lighting up one that he pulled from the box. It took of the edge off immediately, calming his uncontrollable nerves. Everything started to build up as he got closer and closer to the Bloods. It was dark and cold, but all Rich could think about was what he was about to do. What if Grace said no? what if Blood caught them? Not that it mattered if Blood caught them, what else could he possibly do to fuck everything up? Not even the cigarette could calm everything that was racing around in Rich's head.   He stopped outside the front gate, taking in a deep breath as he stared up at the house. It had never looked so daunting in his life. Fuck it, this was it. RIch started to approach the house slowly. A smile starting to widen across his face. This was actually happening.  He threw the first stone waiting for a reply. 

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Text @ Rich

Grace: Hey...

Rich: Heyy

Grace: How are you?

Rich: Guess

Grace: the same as me I suppose. Rich I think we should just give up. We can't fix this.

Rich: No, we can. I promised.

Grace: I know you did, Richard. But we have to be honest with ourselves this isn't gonna get better and soon I'm gonna be gone.

Rich: What else do I have? Seriously, Grace. I can't just let him take you

Grace: But what can we do, Rich? I used to think everything would work out just like in a fairytale but...I have to face reality this isn't a story...

Rich: There has to be something. There always is. Grace, you're not going

Grace: I don't know, I can't think of a way...I'm gonna go lay down my heads hurting...love you.

Rich: Love you too

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Text @ Rich

Grace: Hey...

Rich: Heyy

Grace: How are you?

Rich: Guess

Grace: the same as me I suppose. Rich I think we should just give up. We can't fix this.

Rich: No, we can. I promised.

Grace: I know you did, Richard. But we have to be honest with ourselves this isn't gonna get better and soon I'm gonna be gone.

Rich: What else do I have? Seriously, Grace. I can't just let him take you

Grace: But what can we do, Rich? I used to think everything would work out just like in a fairytale but...I have to face reality this isn't a story...

Rich: There has to be something. There always is. Grace, you're not going

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Text @ Rich

Grace: Hey...

Rich: Heyy

Grace: How are you?

Rich: Guess

Grace: the same as me I suppose. Rich I think we should just give up. We can't fix this.

Rich: No, we can. I promised.

Grace: I know you did, Richard. But we have to be honest with ourselves this isn't gonna get better and soon I'm gonna be gone.

Rich: What else do I have? Seriously, Grace. I can't just let him take you

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Text @ Rich

Grace: Hey...

Rich: Heyy

Grace: How are you?

Rich: Guess

Grace: the same as me I suppose. Rich I think we should just give up. We can't fix this.

Rich: No, we can. I promised.

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Text @ Rich

Grace: Hey...

Rich: Heyy

Grace: How are you?

Rich: Guess

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Text @ Rich

Grace: Hey...

Rich: Heyy

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Oh Richard, don't play coy with me. I know what you've been doing to forget the pain of not having Grace. The question remains, how would Grace feel about it? Even better, wonder how you would feel if you knew her secret. Probably fall deeper into your dependancy. I would tell you, but I promised Grace I wouldn't, for now. -A

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Rich, it's funny isn't it. You and Grace love each other so much, right? And yet you both are keeping a secret from each other. I wonder which one will come out first?-A

Don't know what the fuck you're on about. Who is this?

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Hello, hello!

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Seriously? Ugh. He needs to learn to give the whole over protective shit a rest.

I’ve been handling things but I’m back now! And that’s all that matters.

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Yeah, well he wont. 

I guess so

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Hello, hello!

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Not great, eh? That doesn’t sound good at all.. I’ve been alright.. You wanna talk about it?

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Don't worry 'bout it. It's just Blood.

Where've you been, anyways?

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Just Hold Me || Grace & Rich

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Grace felt Rich shift, moving his hand away from her. It hurt her more to know the pain she was going through, he was too. As much as she didn’t want Rich to up and forget about her she didn’t want him to be upset either. She pulled away slightly, looking up at him, knowing her eyes were still filled with tears. “I love you and I don’t want to leave you, but we have to figure something out now Rich.” Grace saw the saddness in his eyes and it killed her. They had to figure something out and fast because in no time her Dad would have her in the car back to that horrid place and she may never see Rich again.

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He looked down to Grace, trying to give her a small smile. I love you and I don’t want to leave you, but we have to figure something out now Rich. "I know, I know" he nodded, biting his cheek. "I don't know what to do, Grace.. i wish I did, but I don't" He swallowed deeply thinking about it for a while. "I'll find something, I promise". He leaned down kissing her softly, but deeply. 

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Just Hold Me || Grace & Rich

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She inhaled his smell not wanting to let go ever. Her body shivered as the cool night air started to effect her and she knew that he was probably chilly as well. She pulled away slightly taking his hand in hers and pulled him into her room. They both sat down on the bed and she fell into him once again nuzzling her head into his chest. “Rich, why won’t they stop. They keep getting worse, I can’t do this anymore.” She wasn’t sobbing now but the tears were still flowing freely. “What am I gonna do when I actually have to leave and your miles and miles away? I just…I can’t.”

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rich followed Grace into her room, before collapsing onto her bed, letting her nuzzle back into his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair lightly, pressing his lips to her forehead. Rich, why won’t they stop. They keep getting worse, I can’t do this anymore. He shook his head, feeling her tears stain his t-shirt. "I don't know, Grace.. I wish I did" he felt his voice catch, closing his eyes again. What am I gonna do when I actually have to leave and your miles and miles away? I just…I can’t.  Ruch felt overwhelmed in emotion, lifting his hand from Grace, to wipe his eyes. 

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Just Hold Me || Grace & Rich

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Grace heard the soft thud against her window and her name being called out. She got herself out of bed and rushed over to her balcony. She looked down at him, her gaze blurry from the tears that filled her eyes. “Rich,” she breathed giving him a weak smile. She waited until he made his way up to her, and as he made his way over the balcony rail she helped pull him up. As soon as his feet were planted she fell into him sobbing. Everything she had felt since they had gotten caught washed over her. This was the first time since that she had seen him and she nuzzled into his chest trying to calm her sobs. “Just hold me, okay.”

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Rich smiled when Grace appeared. He started to pull himself up the piping, this time keeping his balance, and didn't loose his footing. He pulled himself on to her balcony, with some help, letting Grace fall into him. Rich closed his eyes, listening to Graces muffled sobs. "It's alright, Grace, it's alright" he whispered, clenching his teeth trying not to let out his own. Just hold me, okay. He nodded, pulling her closer to him, holding her tightly.