You definitely knew of the Pogues due to their wild nature and recurrence in news headlines. Though, you admired how bonded they were and you were seeking something like that so one day you approached them while on the beach. JJ asked if you surfed or smoked, you tell them you dabble and they instantly allow you to join them. John B and Kie were a little more open to the idea of someone new.
Kie gravitated more towards you since she was a little more chill than the boys, she constantly brought up how ridiculous they were. She invites you to beach clean ups quite often, hoping you're just as eager about saving the earth as she was. You two make simple little seashell art together. She always makes a note to remind you to only find ones that aren't being used as homes for hermit crabs.
Pope often asks if you want to help him with homework, he thinks having a partner encourages him to actually finish. Of course, JJ steals the show by constantly distracting you two. You both don't mind it though, using the excuse that "you deserve a break" to justify you never completing the assignment in a timely fashion.
John B is extremely chill. He was instantly cool with you in the group, almost like you had been apart of it all along. He'd see you walking on the street and drive by, honking the horn to the Twinkie and gesturing for you to hop in. Time to time he'd ask for your advice on Sarah seeing as his other friends were a bit more biased.
JJ was the first to egg on the idea of them coming to your house for the first time. He was eager to see your room and have a new place to hang. Whenever your family had parties or cookouts, you invited them and they happily obliged, they could never turn down a good time and free food. JJ always asked about your cousin that he thought was hot and you shut it down every time but that didn't stop him from asking every time either. You couldn't tell if he was joking or deadly serious.
JJ always offers to teach you how to surf every chance he gets. You tell him no because youāre nervous but he reassures you that he'll be right beside you when you wipe out and that it's actually really fun. Eventually you say yes after getting annoyed with him asking so much. He turns out to be a really good teacher.
His love language is quality time. He loves spending time with you even if youāre just sitting in a room together in silence. Your presence is all he needs.
JJ absolutely loves it when you dress up. He's not really the type but he enjoys that you enjoy putting together nice outfits. He also thrifting with you, allowing you to pick things for him time to time as he trusts your taste in clothes.
If he sees anything in your favorite color, he instantly points it out to youā pointing at it while you're out or sending you pictures of it, asking you if you want it. Even when you tell him no, he gets it anyway.
JJ loves it when you agree to ride on the back of his motorcycle. He got you a helmet but it wasn't exactly safe since it was an old one so you decided to get one yourself. You ride with him very often but he likes it when you do. Every time you hop on, he goes "Your chariot awaits." He doesn't really know what a chariot is but he knows people say it when their ride arrives.
If you argue, he'll just shut down and go smoke or surf to clear his head. His way of apologizing is coming back around as he's smoking, asking if you want some. He knows you don't smoke but he asks as a joke. You two laugh it off and make up, then he sincerely apologizes and says he was stupid for even making whatever you were fighting about a big deal.
JJ invites you everywhere. When he gets bored and wants to just walk around town or the beach, he'll ask if you want to tag along. He drags you outside to chill on the hammock at John B's place. Before he taught you how to surf, he'd invite you just to sit and watch.
He loves being at your house (mostly because he hates being at his). He has a drawer of clothes in your room for whenever he randomly chooses to stay over. Your parents love him, they think he's a little reckless but they love how much he cares for you and gets you to come out of your shell. When in your room, he's always touching your stuff, trying on your clothes and giving you a fashion show. He's loves to where your headbands to hold his hair back at night.
JJ isn't much of a cook. You don't like him being in the kitchen alone or else he'll burn the place down but he tries whenever you say you want breakfast. All he can really make is eggs and toast and the occasional waffle even though all he has to do is plop it in the toaster too. Your parents love to cook for him though because he loves food.
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After arguments, he'll come back to you all puppy-dog eyed and mellow with an apology about how he can't be apart from you, he can't live without you. To which you obviously can't resist, because its Rafe.
He is so easy to ragebait (lol). You'll say a little joke that rubs him the wrong way and it sets him off, taking it too seriously. You end up having to turn around tell him that you were only joking.
His love language is words of affirmation and physical touch. No matter how small it is, he loves feeling your physical presence. Whether that's playing with his hair or holding his pinky or even your knees touching while sitting beside one another.
Rafe loves when you two coordinate outfits, he prefers when it's more subtle than in your face but he enjoys it. He likes when you choose what he wears especially when it compliments your outfit.
When you two fight and you go home to your parents for awhile to have a break from him, he'll show up and try to convince you to come home. He misses you and hates being in the house by himself without you in it, it drives him insane.
Rafe doesn't really like your friends that much, mostly because they remind you of how toxic he can be at times but you ignore it. He doesn't like that you ignore it and wishes you'd say something to them but you just tell him they're not serious. He still is skeptical but he knows they're your best friends so he never has any real issue with them. He never antagonizes them because he knows you love them but in the back of his head he's a bit annoyed when they say something or make jokes.
Rafe has lots of respect for your family, even if they end up not liking him at first. Your family is an extension of you so he never talks bad about them. However, if you have brothers, he'll challenge them here and there when they question his loyalty/faithfulness to you.
When you two finally move in together after dating for awhile, it gets serious and he tells you to quit your job and that he'll support you. He doesn't want to see such a beautiful person working for what they deserve when he has the ability to provide for you. He will do so gladly.
Rafe refuses to let you drive, no matter what. He actually enjoys driving and feels like it's his duty in the relationship to be the driver. Even if its short distances, he'll be the one to drive. Whenever you do drive your own car, he will still pay for your gas or fill the tank for you.
Rafe clearly has anger issues and that shows up a lot in your arguments. He tries not to with you but he catches himself raising his voice sometimes. Instantly though, he'll apologize and say he didn't mean to as to not scare you off or make you more upset.
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!! tw: arguing/swearing, adult conversations, mentions of drug use, mentions of familial issues, aggressive behavior
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You and Rafe have been having your usual ups and downs but he suggests that you two have a little getaway, his way of apologizing. He promises that he's changed and is sober but you find out otherwise.
The truck shook gently as we passed over a pot hole, awakening me from a light slumber in the passenger seat as Rafe drove in silence. I glanced over at him before turning my eyes back to the road ahead before he got the chance to make eye contact. We had been fighting lately, more than usual, and it was really getting to me. It saddened me because I loved Rafe with my entire being and I know he felt the same but I couldn't keep putting myself through the madness of being with him if it cost me my sanity. He needed help and I told him that Iād be there for him every step of the way but he refused to see it. I knew it was extremely hard for him and I wanted him to be able to do it at his own pace but if I was going to be with him I couldn't just continue enabling him.
I had threatened to leave and that broke him, I had never said anything like that before and he didn't know how to handle that emotionally. We agreed to take a short break which ended up not lasting very long as we couldnāt stand being apart from one another. Toxic, I know, but I need him and he needs me.Ā
He came up with the idea that we needed a getaway, something different from our daily routine to sort of reset and allow us to have a break from real life for a minute, and I agreed. I hadnāt gone on vacation in awhile so maybe this was perfect timing, and maybe heād finally see that it was time for him to get the help he needs to really allow our relationship to flourish.Ā
After a bit more driving, we finally arrived at our destination, a lovely estate owned by the Cameronās. An heirloom, I assumed, that had been in the family for generations and occasionally used as a vacation home. This was my first time ever seeing or hearing about it. I mentally thanked Ward for allowing us to use it for a few days. I liked that it wasnāt too far from home but far enough that I didnāt recognize the nearby area. It would be a nice, cozy getaway and I really hoped Rafe would enjoy it too. I hopped out of the front seat and walked around back to grab my bags but Rafe beat me to it, handing me only my little makeup bag that matched my luggage that contained my various toiletries and other things I used in the mornings. I didnāt even think to protest as he would only tell me no and that he was fine with carrying it. Even when we were seemingly fighting, he still took care of me, it made me feel like an asshole for even being upset with him in the first place but I had to remind myself that I had a reason to be upset. I pushed the thought back and closed the trunk before following him inside.
It was very warm and homey which sort of surprised me. The Cameronās were very wealthy and that usually warranted more modern decor that felt cold but thinking about how their home looked, this fit. Their house had the perfect mix of wealth and comfort so this definitely spoke volumes to that. A smile made its way onto my face as I continued to look around before walking towards the back, staring out the sliding glass door to see the pool and bar setup. This was definitely a place where lots of gatherings took place. I pushed the lock to the sliding door up and opened the door, the sound of it sliding along the track was quiet and the sound of the outside environment seeped in. I breathed in the fresh air before stepping out onto the brick that paved the entirety of the backyard. The pool was a decent size and ahead of it was a set of stairs that went down towards the dock where a boat would usually go and just before that was a fireplace with chairs surrounding it. Maybe we could start our evening out here, there was a light chill in the air lately. I turned to make my way back in and Rafe was coming back from the bedroom after putting our stuff down, I subconsciously looked away briefly before going to check the room out, to which he spun around to stay back and, I assume, get my reaction. I relaxed at the comfortability the bed presented before tensing up at the thought of sharing it with him if we were still at odds. I felt like I was getting in my own head at this point. Rafe and I shared a bed plenty of times before after arguing but for some reason this felt different. It wasnāt like being back home where I could just leave for a bit and then come back or he could do so. We were stuck together for four days and I was going to have to be a big girl and deal with it.
An exhale escaped my lips as I was able to calm down again, turning back again as I could practically feel his presence behind me, waiting. The silence between us was beginning to feel deafening. I allowed my eyes to finally meet his as I spoke, āThis is a really nice place, canāt say Iām surprised though.. You Cameronās have classy taste soā¦ā I tiptoed over to him and leaned in the doorway in front of him, his head moving down so as to not break eye contact. āIām glad you like it, I want you to enjoy yourself here.. And I want this to work out, believe me.ā I nearly melted at his words paired with the look that went along with it. He spoke again before I could āI love you.. I- I know I donāt say it enough but thatās going to change, I promise you,ā and with that he laid a light peck to my lips which I reciprocated.
I reached forward to grab his hand, tangling our fingers together and swinging our hands to acknowledge him, āI love you too Rafe, this will be good for us.. Donāt worry.ā I wish I could believe that myself, not to worry, but the truth is that I was worried. I was worried for our relationship and I was worried for him, I wanted him to be healthy and happy but he needed to want that for himself too. Hopefully he would see that this weekend. That he was everything to me and more. He was it.
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He was busy lighting the fire after I had suggested we sit down by the fire pit. The weather was perfect for it. I had changed into some cotton pajama shorts and a long sleeve paired with my comfy bedroom slippers that I occasionally wore outside. I figured Iād bring a blanket as well to combat the cool breeze as I stepped back out onto the bricked pavement. He still wore his clothes from earlier that day, I assumed he was comfortable in that as I watched him move the fire wood around to generate a bigger, longer lasting flame. He looked so calm down there and I relished the sight. I loved it when Rafe was at peace, not at battle with himself, I wished it was like this more often. I caught myself biting my inner cheek at the thought of having to go back home and our real lives coming back crashing down on us. I wished we could just stay like this forever. Eventually, I made my way down to where the fire pit and Rafe was, the sound of crackling filled my ears as the light from the flame bounced off of his face as he turned to him. He looked so sweet. I nuzzled into his side, gripping his shirt to pull him close into the blanket I had wrapped around my shoulders. He quickly put his arms around me and pulled me down into the chair with him, sitting me up on his lap. We both watched the fire grow as the heat crept up our legs and I rested my head on his shoulder.Ā
āIād give anything to stay right here in this spot for the rest of my life, what about you?ā I asked, cringing slightly at myself for such a cliche question but it was honest. He spoke almost instantly, āIād do the same, as long as you're involved..ā I smiled again, he really did know how to lay the charm on. āDo you have those witty little comments written down somewhere?ā I asked with a quiet chuckle and that got the same laugh out of him āWhat- You don't think I'm smart enough to come up with that on my own?ā
I sat up to look at him āNo, it's just that you always know what to say to make me melt into a giant puddle everytime,ā Rafe found humor in that as he couldnāt stop the small laugh that escaped his lips and he shook his head before speaking āWell itās easy when a beautiful girl is in front of me..ā He looked me up and down with those eyes he always used when he wanted to get his way, and it worked every time. I was a little ashamed of how well though. I rolled my eyes and looked back into the fire. Rafe spoke up again, his eyes not leaving me, āI am going to be better for youā¦ Iām going to try to get clean, baby.. I swear to youā He shook his head in desperation as if he really needed me to believe him and I was really trying to, but I just didnāt want to be let down after getting my hopes up. I looked back to him again finally and pulled the blanket from my shoulders as the fire was doing a lot of the work of keeping me warm now. āOkay Rafe.. you know I will always be there for you but I have to see some real commitment from you this time, you are it for me and if we are ever going to be anything more than you need to seriously admit it to yourself that you will get helpā I held back tears as I spoke, the somber expression on his face always got to me. He just nodded āYouāre it for me too, and like I said.. I swear it, I swear to you Iāll do whatever it takes to make sure I donāt let you downā He leaned closer to me and I closed the gap between us as I pressed my lips into his lovingly, as if heād disappear right from under me. After a minute, I pulled away and gently stroked his cheek with my thumb, just wanting to be as close to him as possible. The moment didnāt last very long before his pocket vibrated, his phone. I moved to let him up and he answered it, from his words, it sounded like it could've been his dad. I sat in silence to allow him to finish the call as I knew things with Ward were always tense. Rafe was always trying to appease him and I didnāt like seeing him when he was that way, it was the driving force of his substance abuse, but I just sat back and refrained from interfering.Ā
Rafe sat his phone, face up on the brink ledge beside the fireplace and made his way inside again, telling me heād be right back. I just nodded understandably and sat back in the chair while I waited. Silence fell over me again except for the sound of the fire crackling again. That was, until another sound occupied the atmosphere, Rafeās phone. He began to get text messages back to back, it made me skeptical but he and I had had plenty of conversations about trust and I was really trying to do my best to be better about trusting him. Though I couldn't shake this gut feeling I had inside of me. The text messages kept coming as if they were egging me on, forcing me to pick up his phone and check it. I sighed deeply and mentally shot myself in the head before I reached forward and grabbed Rafeās phone. Thankfully I knew his password, I clicked on the messages and it led me right into the den of my worst fears. Angry texts from Barry about getting paid for drugs Rafe was getting from him. My heart sank as the wave of realization washed over me. Rafe was lying this whole time. He was never planning to get clean and he was planning to hide it from the context of these messages. I felt sick. I couldnāt believe he would sit here and lie to me like this. Was this little trip a way to get back in my good graces so I wouldnāt question any further? I was almost fuming as I shakily sat the phone back down on the brick just how Rafe left it. As if right on cue, he came back outside with a bit of pep in his step which I instantly assumed was from doing a few lines just now without thinking Iād have any suspicion due to his heartfelt words and puppy dog eyes.
He went to speak but I didnāt allow it. āSo you just sat here and lied to my face..ā Rafeās face immediately changed to one of knowing and a bit of anger, but he tried his best to hide it āLied about what?ā I scoffed and stood, tossing the blanket aside āThe audacity you have to stand in front of me and ask that.. Looks like Barry doesnāt know time and place that well, why is he asking you for money? You owe him for some coke??ā The anger was practically spilling out of me at this point and I honestly didnāt know what Iād say until the words came out. Didnāt matter though, I needed Rafe to know every single bit of what I was thinking right now. He shook his head and stepped back before clenching his fists, something he did often when backed into a corner. āYou- You went through my phone.. Wow, I thought we had a little trust- What happened to that? That donāt mean shit to you?!ā Rafe was quick to raise his voice, one of the many things I told him he needed help with which he thought wasnāt true. I scoffed again, he really had some nerve trying to lecture me about trust āYou have to earn trust Rafe, and clearly you donāt deserve it because youāre fucking sitting here lying to me and charming me up so I donāt question you, hell- you probably are on drugs right now, arenāt you??ā
That really began to set him off but I knew the truth, I could see it in his face, in his demeanor, not to mention his pupils were blown wide open. God, he could be so stupid sometimes. He rushed toward me and got in my face āDonāt act.. like you know everything okay? You donāt even know the full story, you donāt know shit! You know this is why I should've just taken this little trip by myself because you donāt even trust me enough to take care of my own shitā You got your little perfect little life and everyone has to abide by your rules, well unfortunately its not like that for all of us, okay sweetheartā My jaw dropped slightly at his words, he had never said anything so hurtful. He began to pace and fidget, opening and closing his fists but I was never afraid of that, he had his problems but heād never hit me. āWhy havenāt you left yet, Iām just some charity case to you for you to fix huh..ā He looked at me with a slight squint of suspicion and I spoke up to defend myself but he got in my face again, pointing a finger harshly āDonāt think I don't hear your petty little group of friends talking about how youāre doing me such a huge favor by being with me.. āOh he's so broken, he needs to be fixed, he needs you,ā and you agree.. I know you doā He rolled his eyes with a shake of his head before stepping back which finally allowed me to speak for myself, āI canāt believe youād ever say anything like that, you have your dumb moments but this definitely tops it off.. How could you ever believe that shit about me? And you don't think you need help?? Give me a break- Do you even remember half of our relationship seeing as you're coked up all the time?ā I didnāt like what I was saying but he needed to hear it and I wasn't going to hold back just for his sake. He needed his feelings hurt. It was the only way heād be able to see that he wasnāt okay. Rafe looked at me with disbelief that I would ever say those words to him and it was only because I always held back, but not this time. āWell.. maybe Iāll do you a favor and give you that breakā He stormed off, roughly pushing the chair overĀ and letting it crash loudly to the ground. Now, that got a slight flinch out of me. My knees buckled and I forcibly squatted down with them in front of me and began to cry. I hated crying but it was something I found myself doing more often, the more Rafe and I fought. I couldnāt argue with him when he was coked out, it never ended well and it seemed to hurt me more than it hurt him. God, I wished I knew how bad it hurt him. I stayed in that position for a long while, that I only knew because by the time I was able to bring myself back to my feet, the fire was out and it was dark. I was alone and Rafe hadnāt returned like he usually would, I listened for the sound of his footsteps but there was nothing. I listened for any sound in the house but there was nothing. I really hoped he didnāt just leave. I didnāt like where we were right now, an unresolved fight, ended before it even really began. It almost felt like it didnāt happen. Rafe usually was the one to keep it going with yelling or excuses but he just.. left. I wanted desperately to turn back the clock or to grab him as he stormed off and tell him to stay but I knew part of me was right in how I was feeling. I couldnāt deny myself of that anymore but as ironic as it was, he was the one I needed at that moment. I couldnāt believe I was going through this with him over and over, just a neverending cycle and drugs and fighting that lead to extremely unhealthy solutions like makeup sex or pushing our feelings aside to stay in each other's arms. He was the love of my life and I didnāt even know how to help him or even myself anymore.
This is my inspired story of what one of Victoria's newborn vampires transitions were like as she was creating her army. Unfortunately for her, she is in for a short lived second life.
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I could hear the pitter patter of the droplets of rain that hit the pavement outside as I scanned the items of a very eager customer that stood before me. I loved the rain but only from the comfort of my home when I didnāt have anywhere to go. It was nice to look at from inside, under a blanket and silence besides the tv that played a movie Iād put on then abandon after about 10 minutes. I hated the rain now because I was working and it meant Iād have to walk home in it. Something told me to bring my bike today, at least if I got rained on it wouldnāt last very long since I could get home much faster on a bike rather than two legs. I guess I could pay for a taxi but I didnāt really have the money to waste on that and the walk was only half an hour so it wasnāt the worst thing in the world. Hopefully itād stop just enough for me to make it home unscathed.
The machine beeped as I finally clocked out at work. It felt like the longest day ever today and Iām sure the lack of customers was to blame. The store was getting less and less popular by the day and I honestly didnāt know how long itād be aroundā how long Iād be around. My boss could decide to let me go at any moment in order to save money and that was something I quite literally couldn't afford to happen right now.Ā
I had moved out on my own about three months ago and as difficult as it seemed to be at the moment, it was the best decision Iāve ever made. Donāt get me wrong I love my family but I needed my own space. There wasnāt anything that really made me move out but I just decided I was ready to be out in the world doing my own thing. To be fair, I wasn't actually āout in the worldā yet but that was a work in progress. I liked being home and that got in the way of me going out and actually doing things. I only really went out if my friends decided to plan something but I guess thatās to be expected since we all have our own lives now. No one tells you how your early twenties will go except for that theyāll be the best of your life. What they should tell you is that you rarely get the chance to talk to your friends and hang out, itās like your strangers every time one of you decides to text one day. However, I did plan on reaching out soon to some of them about this weekend. It was the first I had off in awhile and I wanted to enjoy it. There wasnāt much to do here in Seattle except shop and go out to eat. The occasional bowling alley was around but I didnāt want to risk losing a nail to that so it was up to me to find something else for us to do.
I shut the door of my apartment as I got inside, eager to get out of my damp clothes. Thankfully mother nature did hear my prayers and held off for me as I could hear it finally coming down again as I stalked off towards my bedroom to see what pajamas Iād be wearing tonight. My apartment was always rather cold which I didnāt mind, Iād rather be cold than hot. At least I could wrap myself in a fluffy blanket to escape it.
I got undressed and headed for the shower. Now that, I like hot. Steaming in fact. I liked feeling like I was cooking. The boiling water reddened my skin the second it touched me and I shut my eyes from the comfort. The cool atmosphere from the rain was a nice contrast once the hot water made contact, I always loved how it felt. It was a shock to my system. Eventually though, I did have to force myself to turn the water off and get out. The thought of my rising water bill in the back of my mind. I justified it since I donāt use the normal lights in my apartment very much, so Iād spend a few extra dollars on hot water.
Lamps. Lamps were my thing. I hated using the overhead lights, it always made me feel like I was in a hospital or under a big spotlight where all my imperfections were being put on blast with no way to hide. Lamps brought me comfort and warmth. I wrapped myself up in my towel and walked into my room to turn the lamp on. The yellow lighting casted over my room nicely. It always relaxed me especially after a long day. I could fall asleep standing right here if possible.
Pajamas were on and so was my little crime show Iād play during the nights. It only didnāt bother me because it was fictional and I didnāt have to worry about the very real killers out there coming to my apartment out of all places and ending my life. These shows had humor in them which balanced out nicely with the gruesome cases the detectives handled during the day. I watched before an excruciatingly loud crash of thunder rang through the building. It almost made me jump but the warning a strike of lightning provided was enough to prepare me. I got up and decided to do some chores as the night was deepening. I knew Iād hate myself if I left it out for yet another day so I forced myself off of the couch and into the kitchen to take out my nearly overflowing trash. I tied the knot on the garbage bag and carried it over to the front door before slipping my sneakers on. I kept these specific pair by the door for when I had to step out really quickly and still wanted to look somewhat decent. I made my way outside as it sprinkled still. The dumpster was behind my apartment building a little ways away. I donāt know why they chose to keep it so far from the residents, it didnāt make any sense. I rolled my eyes as I bunched up the fabric of my pajama pants to keep them from getting wet from the puddles under my feet as I tiptoed towards the area where the dumpsters were.
There werenāt many of my neighbors out but I guess thatās normal since it was dark out. Who else would be taking trash out in the middle of the night unless you were a serial killer. I chuckled to myself at the thought before I ended up scaring myself to the point where I had to run back up to my apartment. I turned back after tossing the bag in the dumpster, the contents making the metal make a slightly loud bang once it hit the bottom. My eyes landed back on my apartment building and suddenly time felt like it stopped for a moment. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain running up my arm as a gust of wind brushed my cheek, picking up a few strands of my hair. My eyes dragged down to my left forearm and my brows furrowed at what appeared to be a bloodied bite mark engraved deep into my wrist. My mouth was wide open before any sound came out but eventually I was screaming. I screamed to the top of my lungs as it finally dawned on me and the pain registered to my brain. I gripped my forearm with my other hand and my knees buckled as I staggered towards the ground. My skin was cold to the touch around the area of the bite and it was spreading, fast yet slow somehow. Eventually the sting paralyzed me and I slumped to the ground. I couldnāt speak, couldnāt think, couldnāt fight to move. I didnāt have the ability to see if anyone was around that could help me. God it felt like I was about to die yet I couldnāt have felt more alive. My body shook and writhed on the wet ground for what I suspected was hours, I couldnāt tell but the stinging didnāt subside one bit. Soon, I could see the sun start to rise which definitely confirmed my notion about just how long Iād been out there lying on the dirty pavement.Ā
For a minute, I felt strong enough to drag myself off somewhere, anywhere. I donāt know what it was that made me pull myself away from potentially getting help but I think I was just afraid of the vulnerability that I was in right now. The sky spun as my head hit the ground again, I knew it was more gentle as I laid on the ground again but the way I was feeling made me feel things ten timesā no, fifty times more. Everything around me instantly became overstimulating. The sound of wildlife somewhere behind me, the sound of cars in the far distance, the shining sun beaming down onto the pavement. I turned my head as much as I could onto the greenery that lay underneath me, my only sense of comfort. The smell of moss hitting my nose like a harsh wave.
If I could scrunch my face up, I would.Ā
It was dark again. I couldnāt believe I was out here paralyzed for a whole day. What the hell was happening to me? Fear ran up my spine like the pain I still felt throughout my body. The sting was about halfway into me already. I had no idea when this would be over but I hoped it was soon. Iād rather be dead. Is death even what comes after this? There was no way anything good was happening to me. What was next? Would I even be able to go back to normal life, back to my apartment? Was this the end? Out here on the damp, mossy, dirty ground behind an apartment building ten steps from a dumpster. For the second time, I moved but not of my own volition. A blood curdling scream emerged from my core and forced my body to rise slightly as my back arched. The sting grew, it seemed to become more rapid. Maybe this was finally the end. Maybe the worst was over and I could pass on and never feel this again. Or maybe it would just stop like nothing ever even happened at all, leaving me with a weird form of ptsd. How could I even explain what I was feeling to someone. I didnāt know what else to do at this point. All I could think about was when this would finally end, whether it was with me dying right here or me miraculously standing to my feet and walking away from it.
Dawn came again. The sun made its appearance and if I could cry, I would have as I realized it had been about three days. How had no one come out here in all that time? I tried to force tears to surface as I could feel the surge of a cry trying to make itself known but nothing happened and it was like the feeling you get when you can feel a sneeze coming on just before it goes away. Disappointing. I began to feel again and yet not all. What I ācouldā feel was how rigid I was, like a statue, unmoving. The only thing I could move were my eyes right now and everything seemed enhanced. I could physically see the rays of the sun as they peered down onto the leaves, which I could also see the many details of. The smell of rain was never stronger. How was it still wet out here? I donāt even remember it raining again since Iād been out here but it would make sense since I seemed to have had moments where I was in and out of consciousness. Suddenly, I felt awakened as if I had taken a power nap yet all I did was blink. A jolt ran through me and all of a sudden the sun was in a different place. Could that much time have passed that quickly? It didnāt matter anymore. I felt different. Brand new somehow, I wasnāt sure if that was the right word but that was what first popped into my head when I really thought about how I truly felt. Then I realized the stinging pain was gone completely. I almost didnāt even remember what it felt like.Ā
I thought to finally move again, seeing if that was possible and in one swift movement I was at my feet. I donāt remember maneuvering to get up but I was. Standing finally. I couldnāt believe it but I felt incredible, better than I had in a very long time. I also realized that I didnāt need the same things that I did about three days ago. I tried to breathe but nothing happened. How could I not breathe? Did I not need to do that anymore? My attention was stolen as a sound caught my ear which forced my head to jerk towards it. The sound of a person, finally. Someone who could possibly help me. Maybe I could tell them what happened. Maybe they could also explain how no one else had been down here in all this time. It angered me a bit. I was left there, to possibly die. Anyway, I moved closer to the sound and the scent of them grew. It was a musky scent, a man. His heart I could hear somehow, it was steady. He brought his trash down which I could also hear. The bang of the dumpster again hurt my ears this time. I cringed before another smell entered my nose. An iron-like smell, it pulled me to it. I couldnāt resist it. It was a smell I knew well but this time was different. I couldnāt think straight and it was the only thing my senses honed in on. The other sounds, sights and smells were washed away as this new, more dominant one took their place.
I found myself moving faster than light as I came face to face with the man. He seemed just as shocked as I did when I appeared in front of him, then I could see where that iron smell came from. He had pricked himself on a broken beer bottle, he must've tried throwing it away after seeing it lay on the ground. He didnāt know unlucky he was to be the one standing in front of me while I was like this. An insatiable hunger came over me, that pit in my stomach churned at the smell of his blood, the sight of it not making it any better. I was slightly disturbed at the realization that I was craving it like it was food yet I couldnāt stop myself. In a flash, I involuntarily leapt towards the man like my instincts were taking over as if someone else were controlling me. I attacked him viciously with my teeth, tearing into the hand that he had injured. He screamed but I covered his mouth before he could alert anyone. If I didnāt get the luxury of being saved then why should he. My teeth bored deeper into his flesh as my other hand tightened around his face, fortunately shutting him up for good. I wasnāt aware of my newfound strength as well as my speed and insane thirst. An eternity had felt like it passed before I finally was able to pull myself away from him voluntarily. A wave of realization settled on me at what Iād done and I somehow became sick. I stepped back and wiped my face of any evidence. I decided to leave him there as I couldnāt face the reality of what Iād done any longer. My feet moved before I had the chance to think about it and I was deep into the forests that rested behind my apartment building. I couldnāt go back there, never. Something changed me, literally and figuratively. I was better but also worse. I needed to understand what this was and why it happened. I needed answers and I didnāt know where to find them so I just kept running in hopes of the answer coming to me.Ā
And once again it seems my prayers were answered as a flash of red came into my view and it made me stop all of a sudden. A woman with the palest skin Iād ever seen, her red hair was bright but it provided an intimidating contrast against her porcelain skin. Suddenly, she appeared before me, there was a sway to the way she moved. It was with such grace and precision like she thought about every move she made but it still seemed effortless somehow. Her voice rang deep in my ears as she finally spoke to break the silence. She told me she could help and that she had the answers I seeked. Relief washed over me and I felt somehow at home in her presence. It comforted me and I didnāt know why. Something about her was very familiar and I was in deep. She began to walk away from me, assuming I guess that Iād follow, and somehow she was right. I followed her, not asking any questions as it felt right to follow her lead. We quickly fell into a rhythm where we walked on the same foot, at the same time. We just walked and Iād wait and walk with her however long I needed to.
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Youāre buried underneath his large, warm body as he attacks your lips and neck with kisses barely giving you any time to really kiss him back. It had been a long day for the both of you, him at rehearsals all day and you with work. With your busy schedules recently, you two never got much time alone until tonight. You both needed to let off some steam and were going to make sure you enjoyed it.
A sharp pain went up your spine as you felt what could be claws against your skin. You knew about Abby's true form but he had never showed you. He never wanted to, and you didn't understand why. You devoted yourself to him and he knew that but was still holding back. Maybe tonight was finally the night you get to see that side of him.
Your eyes shot up and examined his declothed torso as he pulled himself away from you. Brows furrowed as you tried to read his expression before noticing his clenched fists. You quickly softened and grabbed his hands "Hey hey.." You spoke quietly "What's wrong? It's okay"
His eyes darted to you as he took a deep breath and clears his throat "My... demon form- it's umm.. I'm starting to get uncomfortable in this form"
His human form felt like wearing tight clothes all day, at some point you'd get overwhelmed and want to rip them off. That's how Abby felt. You knew he'd have to unveil his demon form at some point, being human for so long had to have its downsides.
You spoke again "...Then drop your human form, I've been wanting to see your demon form anyway" You cracked a light smile to reassure him. He swallowed thickly before turning away in refusal. He was afraid of showing you his true self, he had told you before that he was nervous of scaring you off.
You sighed and quickly pulled him back "Abby.." You made sure he was close and looking into your eyes when you spoke "I want you.. the real you"
His eyes searched yours for any sort of doubt before finally giving in. He let out a breath of relief as he relaxed under your gaze. He could never say no to you. Abby pulled back once again and unclenched his fists as his demon markings crawled up his arms and the back of his neck.
You found yourself getting flustered as you watched them spread from his v-line all the way up to his face now. His skin turning a light shade of purple, it was really pretty and suited him really well. Your clit pulsated as you caught yourself wondering if below the waist had those same patterns too.
You raised an eyebrow slightly as his fingers seemed to extend to claws and the area around his eyes darkened before revealing a pair of glowing yellow ones.
You involuntarily took a deep breath at the sight of him, your neediness for him only growing more extreme as he opened his mouth to speak. Fangs, you were not expecting but were oddly turned on by.
"Not scared, are you?" His voice seemed to deepen as well. You shook your head ever so slightly with a hard swallow. You wished he had revealed his demon form sooner.
You couldn't hold back anymore as you pulled him back and kissed him passionately, His fangs grazed your bottom lip and nicked it a little bit but you were into it. You could hear him let out a deep groan as his clawed hands wrapped around your back and pulled you closer. Heat radiated off of both of your bodies as you both began to free yourselves from your clothes rapidly. Abby had a tendency to be rough but never like this. His demon form seemed to bring that out of him and you couldn't deny that you found it extremely sexy.
Abby pulled back and leaned down, biting into your flesh, not in a way that hurt you but just enough to pierce your skin and leave a visible mark. A moan escaped your throat as you found pleasure in the pain, not something you thought you'd be into but you begged him for more. Of course, he obliged and gave you exactly what you wanted. After bit of kissing and biting, both of you were all bruised up from the other. You more than him. You looked up at Abby with pure lust in your eyes as he stared back with glowing eyes. He looked like he wanted to eat you alive right now with that gaze, it was intimidating in all the best ways.
Abby leaned down over you, placing his hands on either side of your head with the most evil smirk you'd ever seen. All of a sudden you felt a rush of pain enter your body as Abby entered you abruptly before you quickly adjusted to him. You clutched onto his large biceps for support as you began to pound into you over and over and over again. The pleasure growing deeply inside you with each thrust. It was an overwhelming feeling, you two had sex before plenty of times but never like this.
His claws grazed your skin as he gripped your waist to keep you as close as possible. You could feel his body practically vibrate from the low animalistic groans he let out as he reached the edge. You felt yourself unraveling beneath him as his movements became rougher, the both of you reaching the edge together. You looked into his eyes as he rammed you further into the mattress of the bed. His giant hand made its way around your neck and you held on, begging him to keep it there without words. You loved how he ravaged and absolutely devoured you. You didn't want it to end but could feel yourself reaching your limit, he didn't show you any mercy as you both rode out your climax together. He left your body sweaty and shaking, but he didn't seem to be affected one bit. He looked as if he could go all night if you let him.
You went to kiss his cheek as he pressed you back down with a growl "Where do you think youāre going?... I'm not done with you yet, princess" Your back arched at his words and you bit your lip before submitting to his domineering attitude. Abby didn't waste any time in ruining you more. The rest of the night was filled with loud moans, growls, and a feeling both of your bodies would never forget. Abby really showed a side of him you thought you'd never see but from now on, you were going to make sure he did.
Bf!Abby whoās fairly big and could wreck you if he wanted but most of the time heās gentle and focused on making you feel good. With lots of praise and eye contact. (Unless you ask other wise)
Bf!Abby definitely likes to do it in the shower, he has a thing for being you all naked and soapy.Ā
Bf!Abby loves showing off his strength by picking you up and fucking you, whether itās in the shower or against the wall youāre getting picked up.Ā
Bf!Abby is very vocal in bed, doesnāt matter what position or how long youāve been going at it heās going to let you know youāre making him feel good.
Bf!Abby who shyly asks you to do it in his demon form, you agreed without much thought but regretted it later. Heās already bigger than the average man in his human form but his demon form is straight up dangerous. You enjoy it every time but itās a lot to adjust to.Ā
Bf!Abby whoās again very vocal, he lets out the most neediest groan when you pull his hair. He loves it when you get rough. And he himself is also a hair puller, donāt let you be on your knees for him or receiving back shots, one hand in your hair and one on your hips.Ā
Bf!Abby gets sleepy afterwards, heāll cuddle you laying his head on your chest and falls right to sleep.
Bf!Abby will ask you to randomly flash him, if youāre wearing your house robe or moomoo. āFlash me!ā āWh- huh? Boy move!ā He just loves your body.Ā
Bf!Abby who into praising/ body worship the second things get heated, heās all mouth and hands. Kissing down your chest, gripping your hips, groaning about how good you feel. Heās obsessed with your thighs. Loves being between them. Like, a little too much.
Bf!Abby likes seeing you bent over, it doesnāt matter if itās in a sexual way or not he just love the way you look from behind. (He likes it even more if heās giving you back shots)Ā
Bf!Abby gets flustered easily when youāre bold. You whisper in his ear or grind against him in public and heās blushing like crazy, trying to act cool but failing miserably.
Bf!Abby gets extra needy after performances or workouts. Heās sweaty, adrenaline still high, and all he wants is to get his hands on you, press you against the nearest surface, and blow off steam inside you.
Bf!Abby is a sucker for eye contact when heās deep inside you. Something about the way you look at him while heās buried to the hilt makes him melt and also nearly lose control.
Bf!Abby loves it when you top. Watching you take control, grind on him, make him moan with your pace it drives him wild. Heāll let you use him all night if it means watching your face when you come.
Bf!Abby loves soft morning sex. No teasing, no games just lazy kisses, sleepy moans, and slow thrusts while he holds you close and whispers how much he missed you in his sleep.
Bf!Abby gets off on praise. Tell him he feels good, that heās doing so well, that heās yours heāll wanna fuck all over again just to hear you.Ā
Bf!Abby who canāt cook to save his lifeā¦ heād try to surprise you with a nice meal and youād wake up to him burning down the kitchen. āI-ā āget out the kitchenā¦now!ā Heāll pout walking by you
Bf!Abby who posts corny gym couple pics like āsheās my real strengthā and tags you...Ā
Bf!Abby who claims to be allergic to doing laundry, heāll wash and dry his clothes but wonāt fold them so heāll let them sit on his bed or heāll beg you to fold them because āyou do it better.ā
Bf!Abby who cannot fall asleep unless he's physically touching you whether it's wrapped around you like a blanket or arm over your waist, doesnāt matter, but you tend to have night sweats and it doesnāt help heās like a walking heater.
Bf!Abby who comes home from practice, immediately picks you up and hugs you like he hasnāt seen you in years āI missed you soooo much babyā (itās been 5 hours).Ā
Bf!Abby who follows you around the house shirtless, abs glistening, pouting if you donāt pay him enough attention.Ā
Bf!Abby who will drag you along to his workouts just so you can watch him.Ā
Bf!Abby who always has the cheesiest things to say āDo you think my abs are getting better? I want them to be perfect for you.ā
Bf!Abby who always offers to carry your bags, open jars, lift heavy things.Ā Even if you can do it on your own heāll still insist.
Bf!Abby who wonāt let you shower on your own. He has a sixth sense for it, whenever the shower starts he spawns behind you, āweāre showering?ā Immediate eye roll.Ā
Bf!Abby who gets pouty if you donāt sit in his lap during movie nights. Even worse if you donāt fall asleep on his chest. āBut babeā¦my pecs are like made for you.ā
Bf!Abby who has zero concept of boundaries especially when heās turned on, his hands are everywhere, whispering ābabeā¦ā in that low, needy voice even if his bandmates are in the next room. Youāll hear Romance or Baby in the back saying āGET A ROOMā
Bf!Abby who loves teasing you about how strong he is like pinning you down during make out sessions just to say āSee? Canāt escape me.āĀ
Bf!Abby whoās easily distracted by you, especially if youāre wearing his clothes. He will and can drag you back to bed after seeing you in it.
