where the wild things are.

❝                  what was normal in the evening, by morning seems insane. sullivan (n.): a chaos of contradictions.

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emmelinechase‌:

       emmeline shook her head as they headed towards the car, “mom may love what you do but do you?” she questioned, holding on to her sisters arm as they made their way through the paparazzi, shielding sulli the same way that she knew sullivan was shielding her, keeping each other out of dangers way. no harm would come to her sisters, no harm would come to sullivan– not while she was there. as emmeline took a seat in the car and the doors closed, the woman noted the tears that pooled in her sisters eyes. “you hate it..” she told her, realizing that the same face, the tears that sulli was keeping in were the same ones she kept in due to their mothers unwanted advice, her constant need to push. “you’re hurting yourself. mom is mom.” emmeline told her, “but if you told her – hell, if we all told her, perhaps, she’d change.” they had all yet to stand up to eve chase, but the time was coming. “sullivan, she may love what you do but it really doesn’t matter anymore does it? she may have pushed you to do it when you were sixteen, seventeen, twenty-one but you’re twenty three, sulli. you can tell her no.” emmeline’s eyebrows furrowed together, finally realizing how small and skinny her sister was, her skinny legs far more noticeable now that she had truly seen what she looked like. “you must tell her no. she loves you. sometimes,”  she’s hard to love.. just like me. “sometimes, she’s tough on us but …she loves us, sulli. talk to her” when aidens name was brought up again, emmeline straightened up, an angry sigh falling from her lips. “how, how can i be happy for you when he’s years ahead of you? when he watch you grow up. he’s known you since you were little, sullivan! i –” she shook her head, “i believe you. that’s all you’re getting for now. and i can’t believe you didn’t tell me. i -”  she remained quiet for a couple of minutes before finally speaking up. “mom will look through countless videos of chasing glory and come to her own conclusions,” the woman stated, “i don’t think she’d lie. i think when mother gets something in her head, she goes through with it until someone tells her she’s crazy.” emmeline shrugged before looking back at sulli, “we’d just have to wait and see.”  

“fine, fine! i’ll talk to her but it won’t be any use, emmeline! i’ve tried!” and there was the truth, the truth she even held back from aiden. sullivan had begged their mother to let her stop, tried everything she could think of but their mother, being as hard headed as she was, refused to listen. “i’ve tried, i told her i hate it. i told her how lonely it is, how i sit backstage alone, holding back my panic and just hoping, praying, no one takes my photo. do you know they now look for me while i’m changing, emmy? they point their cameras into change rooms, behind curtains. mom has been there, she’s seen! she laughs, she doesn’t think it’s a big deal. she threatened to take away my trust fund, emmy. i know i’ve made money modelling but she’s in charge of everything, i don’t even know how much i have saved. i don’t-- i don’t know what to do, emmy. please tell me what i should do and i’ll do it.” sulli sighed, leaning back against the car chair. she collapsed into herself, trying to disappear until she saw her sister shrug. shrug! her anger boiled-- her head shaking, her hands shaking. “don’t-- don’t you dare.” sulli warned, sitting back up, turning to face her sister. “and you wonder why i didn’t tell you, god. this is his life we’re talking about, emmeline. my life. you can’t be this casual about it. you can’t shrug mom off like aiden doesn’t matter. he matters to me. i’m not going to wait and see. i’m going to stop her.”

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elliot: hey

elliot: can u help me

elliot: do u know my daily tweets i do?

elliot: which should be todays?

elliot: cats have over 100 vocal cords

elliot: or

elliot: camel's milk does not curdle

sullivan: CATS HAVE OVER 100 VOCAL CORDS????

sullivan: and yet all they do is meow, wildddddd

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emmelinechase‌:

       “aiden told me the truth. the dog may be a foul mouthed idiot but i don’t think he’s ever lied – and he’s right to be worried, sulli.” emmeline shook her head, “are you  –” she started, letting out a breath,  “what kind of diet regiment does she even have you on?” the concern was clear in her voice as she grabbed her sisters hand, “you need to talk to her, sullivan. hell, i need to talk to her too but she can’t keep doing this to us. she can’t – look at us. evelyn had her personal property leaked, she yelled. i do something she doesn’t like, she yells, and reminds me that i’m basically her and  you..you’ve been in this since you were a pre-teen, sulli…enough is enough.” they needed to regain control from their mother, that was as clear as day. they all had something to let go of.  “she’s our mom but she needs to understand. we need to make her understand.”  as sullivan continued, emmeline nodded, listening intently to what she had to say. long time ago they had promised one another that they wouldn’t judge each other, they wouldn’t  keep secrets from another, a promise between sisters – a pact. while they each had their own thing going on, since sulli’s return, they all wanted to be part of one another’s lives more frequently, as they should have been from the beginnings.  the womans eyebrows furrowed together, swallowing hard, disappointed as she tried to assess what her sister was saying. she let go of sulli’s hand just slightly, nodding when she finished. “i believe you,” emmeline told her, although believing her, there was that feeling of  wanting to kill aiden for even looking at her sister. hell, they had grown up together practically. she was a teenager when he was already considered an adult.  “i believe you.” emmy repeated, “but that’s not what mother is going to say, is she?” the question warranted no answer, but she grabbed her sisters hand tighter, giving it a squeeze. “let’s get your hot chocolate and go.”  

the question she had been dreading.. her diet. sullivan cringed, pulling her body away from her sister slightly. aiden made his comments, tried to force food down her throat whenever they were together but it didn’t help -- their mom had her on such a strict regiment that she hardly ever ate anything more than a small servicing of grilled chicken and a few pieces of vegetables. you must maintain, esmae their mother often said, still refusing to call her sullivan, if you cannot lose more you must maintain. the words haunted her dreams, followed her everything; the last thing she wanted to do was talk about it with her sister, with anyone. “i’m.. i’m fine, emmeline.” sulli didn’t even believe what she was saying, it was pathetic. “mom is tough but.. i’m fine. i don’t want to hurt anyone and she.. she loves what i do. i can do it for a little bit longer, maybe couple of months.. a year.” the thought again caused tears to pool in the corners of her eyes.. and then her sister let go of her hand -- the movement was slight, but unmissable. sullivan knew this would happen. emmy would never approve of aiden. her sister was unpleased, disappointed and that hurt her more than their mother ever could. “believing me and being happy for me are two separate things, emmy.” the younger sister whispered, as she nodded at her offer of hot chocolate. “i just want you to know that it’s what i wanted. he did not force me into anything. i love him. i’ve always loved him. he’s my best friend, much like you, and i need you to hear me when i say that without him, i would be a very unhappy person..” unhappier than she already was. “i know mother is going to do something bad.. she’s been hinting but.. you don’t think she would lie, do you? there’s nothing, she can’t have anything but..” she paused their conversation, only when they reached the counter. she ordered her drink, grabbing it once it was done and led her sister back out of the shop towards their car. she shielded emmeline from the photographers, smiling at their screaming, their threats, their questions. she would shield her sister from it all, always. they were a team. the very best their was.

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aidenmeadows‌:

   at her response, aiden kissed her passionately, his tongue tangling with hers, as found himself unable to let her go, wanting to hold her in his arms for just a little while longer. it was only when sulli pushed him away that he was able to bring himself to let go of her.  aiden smirked at her response, shaking his head as he looked at her. “these are real fucking rocks, chase.” aiden chuckled, taking his backpack off of him and getting every together for the climb, sure he had taught her everything he knew, but he’d rather be safe than sorry and being able to watch her was safe. 

“don’t fucking start,” he told her, looking up at her, his eyes narrowing down at her,  darkening at the thought of her with them on.   “i won’t fucking go anywhere and just ravage you right here.” although he initially hated those fucking panties, there was something about sulli wearing his name on her ass that made his cock instantly twitch. it took him fifteen minutes to get everything ready, standing up and going to press one last kiss to his gilrfriends lips. “i’m going up…” he smiled into her lips, “but then i’m going to go down on you. ” with one last peck, he placed the bandana on his face and aiden walked towards the painted red mountain and started his ascent. sulli on his mind.

  the man climbed, placing anchors into the rocks perfectly, every now and then stopping to look at the scenery of peru. “fucking breath taking,” aiden muttered to himself, smiling as he thought of how much sulli would appreciate this fucking view. “sweetheart!” he yelled out, “you need to fucking see this!”  they didn’t have this in augusta, they had mountains, but nothing ever fucking compared to what they could find outside of it, these remote views. 

aiden continued, placing his anchors carefully, already a few hundred feet up in the air.a walk up a moutain, then the climb up the mountain, they were nearly a few thousand feet from where they original parked.  everything about his life now was at whatever forces were looking out for him. aiden makes it another 10 feet up, he could almost see the finish line.  “fuck!” the man groaned, feeling a rock fall on him, losing a bit of his balance before trying once again to balance his weight.  the man stayed quiet, trying not to scare sulli from where she sat. “you fucking have this, aiden,” he muttered to himself, taking in a deep breath and placing another anchor at least two feet up from where he was originally. another rock. his left hand let loose, before a boulder comes and crashes into him.  

  aiden cut through five feet of air, his legs smashing against the rocks, trying not to scream at the impact, and feeling a gash having formed on his arm. fuck, fuck, fuck, he thought to himself, finding himself out of breath, sweat drenching all over his face. the man swallowed hard, trying to think fast on his feet before another boulder crashes into his body, hitting him in the gut, taking him the final feet down, the rope burning his hands as he tried to grasp it.  aiden hits the ground hard, hitting his head, the weight of the boulder still on top of him. he  coughed as he tried his best to look down, pushing it off him but finding himself unable to move. the man coughed again, this time blood spurting from his lips staining them red.  aidens head lulled back his vision blurry, unable to find sulli. he coughed, tears rolling down his eyes before a blurry figure came in front of him. ‘sweet..heart,” he breathed, his eyebrows furrowing together, he managed to let out a smile as he looked at her, because he knew it was her. the dark that was itching to take him finding light in those brief moments. “without you…” he paused, trying to swallow. “i was the most…unhappiest… fucking…guy..” tears welled in his eyes. “sul…” he didn’t finish, his eyes rolling back, giving himself to the dark.  

watching aiden climb was magical— sullivan truly believed he was where he was meant to be whenever he was on the side of a mountain and in turn, she was exactly where she should be — a huge smile painted across her lips, watching the love of her life the happiest he’s ever been. this moment was perfect, sulli took a mental photo; stashing it away for later, for the rest of her life (she also pulled her phone out and took a short video, because who knew if her mind would hold out — she needed a back up).

she’d only turned away for a moment, to tuck her phone back away — that was all it took, one single second with her eyes off of her boyfriend and all hell broke loose. sullivan watched in horror as aiden slipped, rocks and boulders of all sizes falling from away and smashing against him as they did. she wanted to scream, she wanted cry but nothing came out. she pushed herself up off the ground and stood in shock, watching the only person she’d ever loved continue to fall.. and there was not a fucking thing she could do to stop it.

“aiden!!” she finally yelped, looking around for help, for anything for him to grasp on to but it was no use. he was coming down. all she could do was wait.

the moment he hit the ground, she kneeled beside him, her hands instantly falling to his either side of his face. “baby, baby open your eyes.. please baby.” she sobbed, looking down at him wildly. even as his eyes opened, his words coming out in low whispers, the tears continued to fall. she shook her head, refusing to hear what he was saying. no. no! aiden meadows was not saying good, sullivan chase would not allow it.

“no, stop it. don’t you dare say goodbye to me, aiden. you are not going anywhere!” she screamed, through tears which were now falling from her cheeks and staining the already wet fabric of his shirt. “don’t you dare, baby. you hold on, just.. hold on, i can’t live without you, i need you.”

leaving one hand on his cheek, the other reached for her phone and dialled emergency services. “hello? my.. my boyfriend, he fell— we were, he was climbing. please, send help now. he’s.. his eyes are close— wake up, aiden. stay with me baby— please, send help, send a helicopter or whatever the fuck you need to do but just hurry, hurry!”

sulli tossed her phone aside, her eyes never leaving aiden— his body laid lifeless in front of her, the most swallow of breaths still leaving his body. slow, but steady. “that’s it, baby.” she whispered, resting her head on his chest so she could listen to the beat of his heart— her heart. “hold on just a little bit longer, help is on the way. we have a life waiting for us, meadows. we have things to do, mountains to help, wolf cubs to raise. you can’t leave me now.. you can’t. i love you,” she choked softly on her sobs. “i love you so fucking much. i can’t live without you, aiden meadows. you go, i go. that’s the rule..” as she trailed on, the sounds of a chopper echoed in the distance.

there was no sullivan chase without aiden meadows.

if he died today, we’ll— sullivan would be right behind him.

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aidenmeadows‌:

      the man had a sudden urge to get away,  before the liquor convention, before everything went to fucking shit and he drowned in whatever eve chase was brewing.  he wanted to run away, run away as fast as he could, one hundred and fifty miles per hours, no brakes – just him and her.  aiden called her in the middle of the night, nothing unusual from the sort, usually calling to tell her that he was outside or that he was going to be at the bar late. this time, however,  he had this fucking unwavering feeling that everything they built together during the last six months was going to crash down and just like that the light was going to be taken again and his world would be dark once again. “hey sweetheart,” he spoke into the phone,  “lets run away…” he paused, unsure of whether or not she’d be hesitant. “i don’t know what the fuck you’ve heard. i don’t know why you ran away crying but …come with me.“ he told her over the phone. this amount of stress?  it called for a fucking adventure. just the both of them, somewhere far from the shitty place they were currently at. they didn’t belong here in augusta among the rest, they belonged out there in the mountains where they felt most at home.  there wasn’t much protesting from sullivan, his girl was always down for adventure but the private jet was enough to bring an intrigued look to her eyes. “peru,” he smiled down at her, pressing a kiss to her forehead and watching her fall asleep in his arms.

   the man allowed her to rest, looking down at her, his arm wrapped around her, eyebrows furrowed together. aiden wondered what could have possibly been running through her mind. he tried not to pay attention to the fucking media, but the minute he saw that she ran out crying, aiden wasn’t sure whether or not she believed what they were spewing. of course, he then saw whose name was involved, and she would do anything to get her show in the air, but didn’t his silly girl know that he only had eyes for her? and his heart? it fucking beat so loud for her, a feeling that almost ripped out of his fucking chest. 

  they got up early, wanting to go explore the mountains of peru and then wanting to come back to the hotel early enough to be able to cliff dive at an old spot. forget about whatever was going on at home – that was the mission. make sure she forgot about her trip to london. her mother. whatever weighted heavy on her heart. he hated the fact that her mother made her feel like shit sometimes, it fucking broke him.

   the two hiked up to the tip top, aiden smiling as the top revealed a higher mountain, a smirk on his face as he took in his surroundings. blue skies, the sun, all things fucking forgotten. the man looked towards his girlfriend, his hands grabbing onto the arms of his backpack. “i’m going to climb and i’ll tell tell you from up there if i see a route you can come up. if not, i’ll come back down. ” he told her, a smirk on his face as he turned around and shot a picture of the mountain to send to beckett. i’d fucking climb you like a tree but i’m too busy climbing this, sweetheart. the man put his phone away, imagining the smirk that would appear on his best friends – no, brothers face. he felt so fucking alive. walking towards sulli, he placed his hands on both her cheeks, cradling her face. the look on his face serious now as his gaze founds hers.  “you know you’re the fucking love of my life, right?”

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things were complicated.. to say the least. leaving the woods, sullivan couldn’t really imagine things getting much worse but as the days passed and her mother continued to push (and push and push and push)— it was clear to her that nothing good could come from this. her world was slowly ending, crumbling piece by piece at a speed so excruciatingly slow that it felt as if her fingernails were slowly being pulled off one by one.

of course— like always, it seemed— her wolf came to the rescue. unlike most girls, sulli didn’t want a prince, no. she had her wolf, her wild animal, her better half. her soulmate. she had aiden meadows and no one or thing could ever come between them.

at the mention of an adventure, sullivan jumped out of her bed and silently snuck out of her house. her mother, who had been watching her closely since her announcement of an upcoming press conference, had been sleeping for hours. earlier that day, sulli had been informed by her that come monday, she would be on a plane to london— no more complaining, no more bargaining, sullivan was going to model. she was going to travel. she wasn’t going to complain about it. the news left her feeling more on edge than the secret juliette had spilled just a few days earlier so getting away? running away? well, it sounded like a damn good idea to her.

which is exactly what she told aiden— of course, he already knew that and smiled accordingly; telling her damn fucking right it was a good idea and before she knew it, she was waking up in peru— in paradise, away from all her troubles, surrounded by the ocean, fresh air, and the love of her life. this was going to be a good trip, she thought, closing her eyes and inhaling the beautiful scents which embodied their new getaway, this was going to be the best fucking trip of her entire life.

“why don’t i ever get to climb first?” sullivan pouted, taking a step closer to the edge of the mountain to look down. the pair had gotten up earlier, in all honestly they never went to bed — they spend the early hours rolling around in their hotel sheets before the sun came up and reminded them they had adventure to find — — which led them to his mountain side, one of the largest in the world; not to mention the most beautiful thing sulli had ever laid her eyes on. “seriously, it’s always let me climb first! i’ll find a route, blah blah blah. i’m practically a pro, meadows.”

a pro was pushing it — aiden had taught sulli everything she knew. he was the truth pro, climbing professionally for years. she simply couldn’t miss out on a chance to tease him, maybe even push his buttons a little. the younger female took a step back, glancing at aiden as he filmed a little snippet for his best friend — sulli decided she owed her sister an explanation. she pulled her own phone out, opened her message app and found her conversation with emmeline before clicking the video attachment.. “hey emmy! look at this view, oh my goodness! i promise i’m okay, just needed to get away. love you!!” she blew a kiss at the phone before tucking it back into her bag and turning her attention back onto her boyfriend, just in time to feel his hands embrace her face gently.

his words made her heart soar, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes— after all the gossip and the cameras, sullivan had allowed herself to believe that maybe... just maybe she wasn’t enough for aiden. maybe he wanted someone older, better, easier— but looking into his eyes, here on this beautiful mountain, she knew more truly than she’d ever known anything before —— aiden meadows fucking loved her and no one else, just like she did for him.

nodding, she smiled sniffling her tears away softly. “i know.” sulli connected her lips with his, kissing him deeply. she rested her forehead against his, her eyes fluttering open. “you are the fucking love of my life too, i don’t know what i’d do without you. you are my centre, meadows. i’d be utterly lost, an incomplete soul, without you.”

she kissed him again, quickly this time before she pushed him off of her playfully, wiping her eyes on the back of her sleeve. “what are you waiting for?” she laughed, motioning towards the mountainside. “the quicker you get your sexy ass up that thing, the sooner i get to follow you.” head tilted to the side, sulli smirked. “and you can bet your life on this, meadows. we make it to the top? we’re celebrating... naked.” her brows wiggled suggestively. “and let’s just say.. i may be.. certainly wearing my i heart aiden fucking meadows panties.”

with that, she sat her ass down on the ground and smiled widely as she watched her favorite person, do his favorite thing (other than her -- that was). life could not get fucking better than his, she thought. her heart was just so god, damn happy.

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remingtcns‌:

   “do you ever want to redesign some of these places around town?” remington questions as he’s turning towards the other that was sat next to him, picking up his wine glass to take a sip of it’s contents. “like, some of these places are just kind of…tacky looking and look like they haven’t changed anything since the place was built.” he’s shrugging again, wine glass being placed down on the surface in front of me. “maybe it’s just me thinking it’s tacky, though.”

“are you talking suggestions, mr redesign man?” sullivan smiled, knowing the town would be better off if all it’s design decisions were left up to remington --  he was a wiz when it came to making dull, uninteresting things look magical and this town? it definitely needed a face lift. “because i have this awesome idea.. just-- hear me out, okay? a donut shoppe.. in the shape.. of a donut!” she raised her voice at the end of her sentence, her excitement leaking through. “and behind said donut shoppe.. a swimming pool filled with chocolate milk -- okay, thoughts? concerns? questions?”

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maehollingsworth‌:

on a good day,  maybe the faint anxiety in sullivan’s voice would probably have been enough to make her feel sorry for snapping.   it doesn’t,  really,  though she isn’t necessarily angry either.    just bone - tired and fucking confused,  maybe more so than the situation warrants.   one hand comes up to rub at her eyes wearily as she leans back to look at the girl.    “   no,  haven’t seen him since yesterday.    don’t think he’s here.   ”

“oh -- okay.. th--thank you.” sullivan nodded, showing her appreciation before glancing over her shoulder towards the door. she wanted to leave-- knew it was in both their best interests for her to go. she was sure the last person mae wanted to comfort her was her -- -- she hardly glanced in her direction on a good night, and she could most definitely hear the edge in her tone now but.. sulli couldn’t just walk away-- she didn’t have it in her. “hey, you don’t have to talk to me.. i just-- are you okay, mae?”

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emmelinechase‌:

       at the sound of her sisters voice, emmeline let out a breath, looking back towards the window. suddenly, the coffee on her dress seemed like silly nonsense, something to worry about later. yes, the thought of what her mother could possibly say stressed her out, but the fact that it involved sulli? that stressed her even greater. the woman rolled her eyes, a light chuckle falling from her lips as shed eyed the shirt.  “forget about the outfit,” the woman told her youngest sister, dismissing the fact that she thought it’d look like a crop top on her because her boobs were fuller than sullis.  “we need to talk to mother.” emmeline had a long list of things to say to her mother. things that revolved around the constant berating she did and then…the girl in front of her herself, sulli. her baby sister.  “i spoke with aiden..” the woman started, her voice low. “sullivan, you don’t look very healthy. your ribs are sticking out. i saw you. it…” the woman swallowed, licking her lips and eyebrows furrowed together as if distressed. “we need to talk to mother. you. need to talk to mother and tell her you don’t want to do it anymore.”  the woman paused, looking towards the outside. “and that – that i have no idea what that is and it kills me that i have no control over it.” she sighed, “but, i’m trying to gain control now but sulli, you’ve told me everything, right? there’s no secrets between you and i..” the womans eyes narrowed down on her sister,  “right?”  

she knew this conversation was coming -- she felt both her sister and her boyfriend’s eyes on her that night, in the woods. she did her best to avoid their worry-filled gazes, instead focusing on the fresh air and the sense of freedom she felt-- pushing aside the rest until she was back home, in the jail cell of her mother’s making, her life. sulli dropped her eyes to the ground, studying the small spill of coffee like it was the most interesting thing she’d ever seen; anything to avoid her sister’s eye line. “emmy..” she started, having trouble finding the right words. she didn’t want to fight with her mother, didn’t want to have to listen to her tell her again how lucky she was, how she shouldn’t throw away her life because she was ungrateful but at the same time, she didn’t want to fight with her sister either, didn’t want to have to listen to her tell her again the truth even she knew was unarguable. “i’m fine, really. i promise. i don’t know what aiden told you but..” she couldn’t lie. not anymore. this was was way too much. sullivan could feel the water rising around her and it was taking everything she had in her not to go under, knowing she would drown for sure. “i--” she paused, finally meeting emmeline’s eyes. “we didn’t sleep together.. not when i was underaged.” and there it was, the truth. sullivan knew she should have told her months ago, right when it started, but she couldn’t--didn’t know how. the last thing she ever wanted to do was disappoint her big sister and standing here, in the middle of maggie’s, she felt like she was doing just that. “i promise, emmy. what they’re saying, it’s not truth. it only started six months ago, you have to believe me.”

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maehollingsworth‌:

she’d gotten the call from her brother a couple hours ago.   mom is dead.   died in her cell.   don’t know what happened yet.   she remembers that much,  but isn’t totally sure how she’d wound up at the purple turtle even on her day off,  curled in one of the back booths with more than one empty glass in front of her.   not drunk yet,  but mercifully,  blessedly on her way there.   once drunk,  she won’t have to worry anymore about how she’s supposed to be feeling,  nightmarish as her relationship with her mother had always been.   at the sound of someone approaching and starting to speak,  she cuts them off without looking up to see who it is,  tone acidic.    “   now isn’t the fucking time.   go bother someone else.   ” 

“i was-- i was just looking for aiden, i didn’t mean to interrupt.” her voice was tight-- unsure of how she should respond. it was clear that mae was hurting, going through something far worse than a bad night or paper cut -- -- usually, irregardless of the person, sulli would sit down beside them and ask what was wrong, offer her small but steady shoulder to cry on but.. she didn’t have the greatest relationship with bar manager to begin with; she didn’t want to make matters.. especially considering juliette’s words rung truth within sullivan’s mind. wolf cubs. mae. aiden. couple. not to mention, the tabloids had always been pinning the two girls against each other considerably worse lately than ever before in the past -- -- it was just awkward. “i won’t bother you, mae. i should-- i should go.. just, have you seen aiden?” 

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emmelinechase‌:

       “emmeline, what’s your mom going to announce? emmy – is this about aiden meadow relationship with your youngest sister?”  pushing through the paparazzi, the woman walked into maggies,a breath falling from her lips while ignore the flashes that came from the outside. emmeline shook her head, walking towards the barista and ready to place her order. feeling someone bump into her, hot coffee falling on the back of her dress. she closed her eyes, fingers reaching to touch her forehead in complete and utter annoyance.  “i’m going to lose my  mind…” 

she had been waiting for her sister outside -- in the safety of their car. it seemed like a fool proof plan at first, especially considering emmeline chase was a bad ass who could totally handle a few photographers but what they hadn’t prepared for was a clumsy man with a hot cup of coffee. she knew her sister would begin to freak out any second now, and all this because she wanted a stupid hot chocolate. “unlock the doors, max.” sullivan groaned to her driver slash make-shift bodyguard, before stepping out of the car. she shielded her eyes, keeping them glued to her moving feet on the ground, as she pushed her way through the door. sulllivan, what type of relationship do you have with aiden meadows? sulli, when did you and aiden begin to sleeping together? what does your mother have to share with the world? sullivan-- sulli-- over here! she didn’t look up until she was inside, and in front of her sister. “hey,” she whispered to her sister, taking her hands in hers and giving them a squeeze. “you’re okay, it’s just a stain-- no biggie. nothing a little club soda won’t get out and you know what? i’ll even clean it myself, do all your laundry for an entire month!” sulli gave emmy her best half-smile. “did you want to switch outfits with me?” she looked down at her tank top, which read lick me til i scream across her boobs. “this may not be your normal look but hey, i think you could rock it.”

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julicttc‌:

    bingo! the woman smiled to herself, although as much as sulli knew she’d probably be smiling to herself while looking at aiden. she knew tons of women that did that it actually made her want to puke.  “we’ve heard it once or twice from his mic” the woman shrugged, that was a lie but sullivan didn’t need to know that. “he’s like a little horn dog, you know?” she said, her nose crinkling just slightly as she looked back towards the man who was now in deep conversation with emmeline. “it’s no wonder he has all these rumors surrounding him.”  

we’ve heard it once or twice from his mic -- sullivan felt her heart break a little in that moment, old wounds she’d assumed were healed returning to the surface. she knew for a fact he’d never spoken those words to her while mic’ed, not even in the presence of another. she’d been under the silly impression that those words, which meant so much to her, had only been whispered into her ear but apparently, aiden was spewing them to mae as well -- it just.. it didn’t make any sense. sullivan didn’t think-- she knew he wouldn’t but how.. she just couldn’t explain away how the crew at glory could know this unless what she was being told was, at the very least, semi true. the chase sister dropped her gaze to the ground, kicking a rock with her shoe before quickly bringing her hand to her eye and wiping away a tear before her conversation partner could see it. “those rumors aren’t true, you know that.” she mumbled. “he’s not sleeping with paige, he’s not sleeping with anyone but--” she paused, looking back at julie. “he’s not sleeping with anyone. they’re just silly lies.”

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julicttc‌:

the woman shrugged, “i don’t know,” she sighed, looking back towards aiden. she spoke nonchalantly about it all, a smile on her face as if she didn’t have a hidden agenda.  “i just think they have a lot of chemistry together, you know? going back to what we saw – or rather, what he let us see on chasing glory. they used to get it on a lot…” again, she shrugged, taking a sip of from that red solo cup she had in hand. “that backroom has a lot of footage we’d let out, you know? if he’d sign the freaking contract.” the girl shook her head, a ‘tsk’ falling from her lips as if disappointed.  “they’d make the cutest freaking wolf pups.” 

this time-- sulli’s eyes stayed glued to juliette, trying to comprehend each word the producer was saying despite the fact that the longer she went on, the harder it was for her to do so. it almost seemed like her words were foreign, switching midway to a language sullivan didn’t understand. aiden and mae? sure-- they were friends, friends who had dated in the past but she’d never.. no, he wouldn’t -- -- but at the mention of wolf pups, the young woman’s eyes snapped towards her boyfriend, wide in horror as his voice echoed over and over again in her head, mumbling those very words intimately to her and only her.. or so she thought. she wasn’t really sure anymore. “wolf pups?” she repeated, looking again to julie. sullivan tried her best to play it cool but the tears were threatening to pool behind her eyes. “where’d you-- did aiden say that?”

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aidenmeadows‌:

     “i’d find you anywhere, sweetheart” aiden replied, his gaze remained on her, the smile on his face unchanging. of course, no one would question it. aiden had only been giving that smile to sullivan since anyone could remember. everyone knew that was sulli’s smile, regardless of whether they were dating or not because she was the only one who could possibly bring that smile to his face; while also, the only one who could bring worry, making him rush anywhere and everywhere for her. “what do you think?” the man questioned, his eyes narrowing down on her as he crouched down just slightly to listen to words that were only meant for him to hear. a smirk formed on his face, leaning closer to her ear. “then you better fucking run,” the man whispered, watching her go into the woods and disappearing into the trees. his eyes darkened, his lips curving up into a smirk as he ran after his girl,  his wild child. 

“come out, come out wherever you are…” the man spoke when they were far enough into the woods. “sullivannnnn..” the man called out for her, “hoooooow, hoooooow, hoooowwwwwwwlll..” the man looked around the woods, a wolf looking for his mate. a soul, looking for the one that matched his.  it was then he spotted her, running after her and pulling her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her tight before turning her around to face him. slightly out of breath, the man pushed the hair away from her face with his hand, smiling down at her.  “i’ll run with you wherever you want to fucking run to, chase.” 

sullivan took off -- glancing every now and then over her shoulder, a devilish grin replacing her sweet smile from before. there was a method to her madness, of course -- there always was. there was fun in running, excitement even in the chase; never knowing exactly when aiden’s large arms would snake around her waist and pull her close but this was also an escape -- an out, in the opposite direction of the party and all the people. she was leading them to their very own hideout, their wolf den.. where they could spend the rest of the night curled up together, nothing between them but their own bodies-- of which would melt together into one soon enough, it never took very long.

her laughter echoed through the woods, flinging off hundred year old trees and ringing right back to her true -- she sounded happy, almost unrecognizable to the girl she was outside this hidden paradise. maybe she should stay here forever, she thought to herself as she slowed her run to a skip; hoping her wolf could catch her soon, unable to wait much longer for the inevitable. a large yelp fell from her lips the moment she did feel herself being pulled against him-- sulli wrapped her arms around aiden’s neck, tugging at the longer strands of his hair. she searched his eyes, her own wide in wonder. “thank you,” she panted out of breath from the excitement and adrenaline. “for always doing this with me-- for always chasing after me, for always catching me..” she rose on her tip toes, her lips hovering right atop his. “so i never have to be alone.”

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roxiehqs‌:

“fun is subjective, sulli.” she replied, leaning against a tree as she watched her friend continue to howl at the moon. she didn’t know why she got along with sulli, usually roxie would make sure to steer clear of someone like her, but these two just clicked and she was really happy that it did. “i don’t dance unless i am really wasted – so maybe if you’re lucky after a couple of shots i will be on the floor — thankfully i won’t remember it in the morning though.”

“come on-- do you really not want to remember all of this?” sullivan waved her arms around, motioning towards all the trees, the beautiful sights.. the woods. she couldn’t imagine wanted to not remember tonight. “look, even i wish there were a few less people here but we can ignore them. we can even have our own little party within this bigger party. what would it take for me to get you to start enjoying yourself, rox? i’ll do annnnnything.”

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julicttc‌:

the woman watched sulli, a smirk on her face before they wandered over to aiden who seemed deeply concentrated on her. her arms were crossed in front of her, a smirk on her face as she tried to asses the situation. pushing her hair away from her face, juliette headed towards sullivan, a dramatic sigh falling from her lips as she looked back towards aiden, waiting to grab the attention of the other.  “isn’t he soo cute?” she started, a pout forming on her lips. “do you think he and mae still have a thing?” 

“huh?” sulli had been so lost in her own world, spinning ‘round and ‘round, that she hadn’t noticed juliette approach her. she missed half of what the older woman had said even, only catching on as she followed her gaze, her eyes landing on her favorite guy, aiden meadows. “oh, yeah. i guess he’s alright.” her smile was evident upon her features, her eyes sparkling as they watched him wink at her from across the way. silly wolf. “wait-- what? him and mae? they broke up a long time ago, julie.” she pulled her attention from aiden and narrowed her eyes towards her, sulli’s nose scrunching in confusion. “why would you even say that?”

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ofimpulse‌:

He finds himself wondering for the second time that night why he was attending this party. It wasn’t meant for him, he wasn’t the target of the production company’s ideas- he just helped make them look good after the final cuts. Yet they had insisted he be here and interacting with the townspeople- with the people he’d come to call family and friends. But he hated being apart of this show, he didn’t want his face on the screen for a reality television drama scene. No, his dreams included something else, something with his music and his name in lights. No rumors or drama, Noah wanted nothing to do with the set ups tonight. Yet here he stands, beer bottle in hand, looking out over the falls at the town world below them and wondering again, why he agreed to be here.

“what’s with the sad face, noah?” sullivan had silently slipped into the empty space beside her friend, looking at him instead of the beautiful view before them -- not that he wasn’t beautiful in his own right, inside and out but.. that wasn’t her point. she frowned, confusing herself before she focused her attention back onto the boy and the important matter at hand. “you should be enjoying yourself! we’re in one of the most beautiful places this town has to offer, there’s no way you can feel sad here. i won’t allow it. nope, it’s not allowed. i am the queen of these woods and my official ruling is you need to turn that frown upside!” she nudged noah’s arm with her elbow playfully. “come on, what’s going on? i can tell when something is bothering you.”