baby ruth

RUTH OSWALD CATHOLIC.

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pennyxdriver:

Everything happened so quickly. The only thing Penny could focus on, or feel, were Riker’s arms around her. She might as well have been back in that alleyway, she was completely frozen with the blade up against her jugular. Then there were the two gunshots that broke her trance. Riker fell to the floor, grasping onto his shin as blood leaked through his trousers and through his fingers. He yelled out in pain and all Penny could seem to do was look down at him on the ground. The next thing she knew was happening was Pete calling their names and pushing her up the staircase and grabbing her by the wrist and dragging towards the exit. The door wouldn’t open so of course the panic began to rise inside once more. They didn’t have time to think of something and were quickly splitting up and hiding. Penny found herself inside an office space, with a large mahogany desk in the centre and bookshelves lining the walls. She hid behind the desk, knowing that it wasn’t probably the best place to be hidden, but in the darkness it was easier to miss her slim frame. There was nothing in the room for her to weaponise, besides maybe the lamp on the desk. Her breathing was loud, and the more she tried to calm down the louder she breathed. Even that didn’t drown out Riker’s yells of  pain. After a while they finally subdued and the building was left quieter. Her legs were pulled up against her chest and blood ran down her neck from where Riker had pushed a little deep with the knife, she hadn’t that yet. She had no idea where her friends were, if they were okay. More importantly she didn’t know where her enemies were and that scared her. After what felt like an eternity of silence, which was probably only a couple of minutes, Penny heard somebody. Groans of pain seemed to be moving closer to her hiding spot from along the short hallway. She held her breath, reaching for that lamp she’d taken note of earlier. And waited. 

Ruth felt an overwhelming feeling of devastation when her plan seemed to be going downhill. She had a hard time getting back to her feet from the floor, as she was holding back her rising need to throw a tantrum. By the time she was up, tears were beginning to form in her eyes. She walked towards Riker, with a clear goal in mind. “I need a cigarette.” she stated. “Give me a cigarette.” she half-begged, before reaching into the pocket of his jacket for the pack and a lighter. With a shaky hand she put the cigarette between her lips and lit it with a great struggle, due to lack of focus. She inhaled, instantly coughing, as tears streamed down her face. She took a seat against the wall, not far from Alicia’s body and cried, childishly, while smoking her first cigarette ever and letting Riker do the rest of the hunting for now. 

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pennyxdriver:

Penny felt like all the air had been knocked out of her lungs as she stumbled backwards away from the staircase. Her shaking hands still held up the gun.  Why hadn’t she used it? And now all she could do was stand there, with her bottom lip quivering as she tried not to look at the bodies of her friends, frozen. Pete had stopped sobbing the moment Maverick swung for Riker, the pain that engulfed his horrorstruck face was heartbreaking. Penny watched as Pete took that pain and turned into pure, hatred-fuelled rage at the sight of Ruth. He pulled the gun from the back of his jeans and raised it pointing it straight at Riker as he tried to recover from the hit from Rick’s crowbar, a bloody gash on the side of his head the only evidence of the attack. He didn’t hesitate. Penny watched as the nicest guy she’d ever known pull the trigger of a gun. But there was no shot. He tried again. And again. And again. Nothing. He looked to Ruth, the realisation dawning on him that the gun she’d given him was nothing more than a prop. He looked to the other’s frantically, his eyes landing on Penny. More specifically the gun she was still holding. Penny looked from him to the gun, to Riker, to Ruth, and then back to the gun again. She held the gun up at Riker, breathed in, and pulled the trigger. Click. Nothing. No bang, no shots fired. She brought the gun up to her, inspecting it. “There’s no bullets.” She whimpered, stepping backwards like if she kept taking steps that way this she’d be far enough away from it all. 

Ruth stood in one spot, observing the chaos that was going on. She watched as two people attempted to fire a gun, knowing it wouldn’t work. She made sure of it. Ruth cleared her throat, drawing the attention to herself, as she opened her hand, revealing stolen bullets. She then shoved them back into her pocket and flashed a them a smile. “Surprise, guys.” she then casually walked down the rest of the stairs, the gun ready in her hand and pointed at the victims. She stopped by Riker’s side, brushing the hair out of his face, frowned and wiped the blood away with her fingers. 

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thatrikerguy:

He pressed his forehead against her, his fingers entangling themselves in her hair. Riker wasn’t the same person he was before this all started, he had never felt like needed to rely on somebody so much until her. “I can’t wait for this to be over.” The words left his mouth before he could think about what he was saying. 

She stood still for a second, just being in the moment. Then she quickly pressed her lips against his, kissing him with a twisted passion, before pulling away and fixing one of her bra straps. “I can’t either.” she admitted. “We’re gonna be good. We’ll get out of here. Washington, Riker. Let us dream.” 

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thatrikerguy:

He squeezed her hand with his own. “Nothing,” he murmured, turning around in her arms and placing his hands on her face. “Just-” he paused, taking a moment to think about what he should say, “-I’m glad we did this. I’m glad I did this with you.”

His words made her happy. Satisfied, in a way. She looked him in the eyes, a small, sincere smile painting her face. “We’re bonded forever. I’m grateful for that.” she told him, as this was something she genuinely believed. 

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thatrikerguy:

He wrapped his arm’s around her’s, leaning into her touch. He hadn’t realised how tense he had been before he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed. “I know. I love you too.”

She let the moment last for a while, letting him relax in her presence. She then planted a light kiss on the back of his neck. “What’s on your mind?” 

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petemacintosh:

“You could?” Pete looked back at the truck for a moment and then back to her. Penny peered out of the window, trying to decipher what was going on. “Is he flirting right now?” she asked in bewilderment. “That would be great, Ruth. Are you sure? Can we run and get it now?”

She nodded her head, taking a quick look around. “Yeah.” she told him, in a voice that was only slightly above a whisper. “Follow me.” she then started leading the way to the Church. Rick, seeing this out the window, wasn’t sure whether he should laugh or feel irritated. “Where the fuck are they going?” he questioned. 

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“We’re gonna be okay.” she spoke softly, her arms wrapping around him from behind as she rested her head against his upper back. “Remember, I love you.” 

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petemacintosh:

Pete hated this, it was one thing to get all his friends involved but she was just too innocent. It took a lot for him to convince himself to tell her what was really going on. “I got a note… from the person who’s been killing- the murderer. They have Riker in the morgue. We’re as safe as we can be with a croquet bat, a punch of tools and a gun.”

She made it clear that this, to her, seemed surreal. Shocked, but in the way that it was more because of genuine worry than any assumptions. She inhaled loudly at his words, then shakily exhaled the air. “How.. do you know it’s from.. them?” she asked, insecure. “Oh, God. If you want.. I could arrange another gun.” she offered, still confused, a tad anxious. “I mean, we keep one in the, uh, Church, for.. general safety reasons, but I, um, I could get it..” 

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petemacintosh:

Pete felt like he was in a tricky situation, which actually he was.  On one hand he wanted to keep her out of this completely, but on the other… He was running out of time. “We think a friend of our’s is in trouble- at the morgue- and we need to go help him.” He explained, regrettably. “I don’t have much time- Do you want to come? Wait in the car? Or if there’s somewhere I can drop you off before we get there? I just don’t want you walking around here at night, y’know with everything.”

She came off as if none of this was familiar with her. She seemed worried that these guys had some sort of connection with the happenings. She made it look like words like morgue and trouble caused her discomfort when put in the same sentence under those circumstances. “Wh.. what’s going on? Why are you breaking in?” she sounded worried. “Are you guys gonna be safe?” 

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petemacintosh:

Pete put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, knowing the feeling. Everything that happened recently had been terrible, similarly to everything that was happening presently. Which reminded Pete of what he had been doing before Penny had pointed her out. He looked back to the parked car, at the others as they waited. “Um… well, we’re-” He didn’t know what to tell her. If he should tell her anything at all. “We-we’re breaking into the morgue. We need to get going but I don’t know how I feel about leaving you here by yourself.“ 

She appeared confused by his statement. Her eyes wandered to the car and back. “We?” she questioned, more thrown off track than suspicious. “What––” she paused, not quite sure how to respond. “Why–– uh, what do you mean?” 

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petemacintosh:

Pete peered out of the window, trying to make out the figure Penny had pointed out. It took him a moment but he finally saw that it was Ruth. “Yeah, I think it is…” he trailed off, his hand reaching for the door handle. He didn’t have to think about it. He jumped out of the car without a second thought. “Ruth!” He yelled, jogging to catch up with her, reaching out to stop her in her tracks when he finally did. “Hey, what are you doing out here alone?” He asked, his words dripping in genuine concern. “It’s passed curfew…” He suddenly felt like there might be something wrong, he had an ‘off’ feeling about this whole thing. “Are you okay?”  

She gave him her best behavior, showing how usual and not alarming event this was. “Oh, good evening, Pete.” She gave him a genuine smile as he approached, creating some sort of regular comfort zone around herself. “I’m just going home.” she told him. “Church meeting ran late due to.. recent events.” she bit back at the words, showing how affected she felt by the murders. “But I’m doing well.” she nodded her head slightly. “Coping.” she added, as if to reassure herself. Her gaze then slowly moved towards the parked car nearby. “What are you doing here?” she asked, polite, interested. 

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pennyxdriver:

Pete brought the car to an abrupt stop, turning around to face Kurtis. “Right man, if you don’t want to do this just say so. We’ve got no other plan so if you care to share some genius idea that will fix this we’re all ears otherwise shut it.” He huffed, turning back around in his seat. He sat there for a moment, Penny reached out placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder, which he shrugged off. “I don’t think we have anything to worry about it. They couldn’t kill Penny, how bad could they be?” He muttered, the words leaving his mouth before knew how much they’d hurt her. “You’re mean when you’re stressed.” Penny muttered, sulking back in her seat looking out of her window, trying not to let his words get to her. She saw something, or rather someone moving around outside. She sat up further in her seat, peering out of the window. “Hey Pete, isn’t that that girl you were all over at our party?” 

"That is not what I’m saying.” Kurt was getting quite heated up by this discussion, feeling like his words were like a bunch of bricks hitting another bunch of bricks and just breaking together but aside from that not having much impact on any situation. He eventually just went silent, taken aback by Pete’s sudden personality change. Noella just huffed something at Pete, wanting for him to stop talking before anyone would feel personally victimized and cry. Ruth, on the hand, was not a part of any in-car drama and was just taking her stroll down the street, on her way home from the Church. When she saw a car driving by and suddenly stopping, she was quite surprised. But not like scared. Ruth didn’t feel like she was supposed to be scared of anyone. They were scared of her, she realized. She kept walking as if it wasn’t a bigger problem, however kept her distance from the car, just for the vulnerable act. 

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aliciawittingham:

After grabbing her coat, Alicia accidentally found herself being dragged into a conversation with a group of girls about how cute her outfit was, which delayed her exit by a couple of minutes. After promptly telling them to ‘fuck off’ when it got too much, she rushed out of the apartment and down the stairs until she was out in the street. Which is where she ran into a couple kissing. Only, she’d recognise that hair anywhere. “What the actual fuck, Pete? We’ve been broken up two days!” She ignored the fact that after she left Maverick’s that day she went to a bar and slept with the first guy she met, but that was besides the point.

Ruth quickly pulled away at the sound of the hysterical voice that belonged to Pete’s irrational skank of ex-girlfriend. She didn’t even look at the girl. Her gaze went straight down to her hands as she waited for the storm to come.  

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petemacintosh:

Pete smiled, bringing one hand to cup her cheek as he leaned in. He pressed his lips against her’s, capturing them in a rather sweet, gentle kiss. It reminded him of his first kiss with Alicia for all the ways it had been the complete opposite of this. It wasn’t exactly what he wanted to be thinking about in that moment. Thinking of how as they danced in a club, she pulled him aside before crashing her lips into his, unknowingly starting something neither of them expected. He didn’t want to think of that. He wanted to think of the sweet kiss with the nice girl from his parents’ church, but he kept being pulled away by a memory.

Ruth’s world of kissing people wasn’t wide, but she already felt like she was used to it. She leaned into the contact, her hand finding it’s way to his, as she laced their fingers together. She broke the kiss for a moment, only to offer him a warm smile, before kissing him again. 

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petemacintosh:

He accepted the little bit of his jacket she offered, one hand sliding behind her back and resting his hand on the ground. “You’re nice too.” He said, barely above a whisper. They were so close, he felt like his breath must have been mingling with her’s in the cold air.“I don’t want you to think I only invited you to make a move… But would you it be okay if I kissed you?”

Ruth smiled as he spoke, her behavior encouraging the statement that she found him adorable. She then looked at him, the same, warm expression painting her face. “ I think it would be just fine.” 

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petemacintosh:

“Here,” he shrugged off his jacket and draped it around her shoulders, before taking his seat next to her. The chilly spring air sent shivers down his spine, forcing him to move a little closer to the girl for warmth. “Thanks for coming tonight, Ruth. I know this mustn’t be your usual scene, but it’s kind of refreshing having you around,” he chuckled. 

“Oh, no, you don’t have to–– “ she began, but he had already given her the jacket. Fucking adorable chunk of shit, thought the person behind Ruth’s character. However, Ruth herself didn’t see it like that. She did, however, eventually accept the extra warmth. “Take at least half of it.” she laughed, attempting to swing some of the fabric over his shoulder, as she, as well, shuffled closer to him. She smiled at his words, quite sincerely. “Thanks. I mean, thanks for the invite. Yeah, it’s been kinda strange.” she agreed. “But quite alright. Pretty nice. You’re nice.” 

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petemacintosh:

“Okay,” he smiled at her softly, helping her up and leading her through the apartment towards the door. Passing Alicia on the way, who had been sulking ever since the end of the game, she looked towards him and Ruth. Instinctively, all he wanted to do was comfort her but he told himself to keep a cold expression and keep walking. “Fresh will help. Sometimes it’s good to get away from people as well.” He muttered. 

As they were leaving, Ruth turned her head and looked at Riker one last time, her expression stiff. But then at the sight of Alicia, Ruth went back to being the regular girl she appeared to be, and forced a quick smile towards Pete’s ex, before kinda just avoiding the eye contact and following the boy outside. Once they were in front of the building, Ruth sat down on the steps, taking a deep breath. “Oh, wow. It’s actually pretty chilly.”