#alexxlawrence

[leciacardoza]

Ruined Moments { @alexxlawrence }

In twenty-seven years Lecia had never seen anything like what had happened that morning. Sure she had seen violence in movies, and she did charity work for people who testified to truly horrifying experiences. Witnessing something like this with her own eyes was completely different. She had never seen someone die before, and certainly not because a piece of metal had been rammed through their chest. Picturing it again in her mind made her gag. Tears welled up in her eyes. She blinked several times to push them back. 

When she wasn’t staring at the calloused hands in front of her that had dealt the blow, she threw furtive glances at the thick foliage of the jungle. She didn’t know where they were going anymore. Usually he dragged her along for chores, but this place was no where near where there were chores to be done. She swallowed hard, stomping down her fear. Despite the risk of getting lost or running into some godawful creature, Lecia was planning to make a run for it. There was no time to be afraid right now.

First she slowed her steps, letting the distance between herself and the pirate man grow. She waited until Alex was several meters ahead. When she was certain that he wasn’t not looking back, she ducked behind a large bush. Her heart pounded in her ears as she tried to listen, hoping to hear the sound of receding footsteps.

[jacobtulach]

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[bo-bellamy]

Bo wasn’t nervous at all carting her duffel bag filled to the brim with guns over to Alex’s villa. They were all unloaded, first of all, and second, she had her shotgun on her shoulder to deter anybody from looking twice at her. Bo’s normal attire usually consisting of bathing suit pieces and something floral was replaced with her graddaddy’s camo field jacket, baseball cap, and yoga pants all finished off with her combat boots. And rose gold cat eye sunglasses.

Bo knocked on the door by kicking it with the toe of her boot. “Hey! We gotta do some inventory and cleanin before shit hits the fan, bud.”

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[aaronherzog]

Seagulls cawing. Ocean waves lapping the shoreline. The sun, not too hot, bathing his lounging form in warm light. If Aaron closed his eyes, he could pretend he was somewhere else. Maybe Greece. On a long vacation where his responsibilities were half a world away. A cute server delivering him endless margaritas. Wouldn’t that be nice.

But Aaron didn’t close his eyes. He stared right up at the sky through cheap plastic sunglasses, the only pair he now owned, and he glared at the gulls circling around the beach. Stupid gulls, showing off with their flying and their ability to leave the island.

Sand-logged footsteps approached where Aaron was lounging on a beach towel in his swim trunks, but he didn’t move. Maybe if he played dead nobody would bother him.

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[theothersawyer-archive]

Alex lmao

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life | you are a major pain in my ass but I wouldn’t have it any other way. hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang you know nothing of this. best quality: You don’t show other people it, but you do have a caring side though you have one hell of a funny way of showing it. worst quality: You having a death wish. ship them with: liquor and sam. @sam-karver mebrotp them with: Lance, Belle, and me. @swashbucklinglance @neptunesbelleneeds to stay away from: Flynn and my mother. I beg of you to stay away from them, especially that idiot who I call brother. @flynn-sawyermisc. thoughts: “You leave your clothes here therefore they are now mine. Your argument is invalid.” 

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[leciacardoza]

Send ✉ + text for an 2 AM text

Lecia sends him pictures of random places and things she took earlier that day.

[leciacardoza]

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[leciacardoza]

Everything Will Never Be Okay { @alexxlawrence }

Since she spent most nights awake, staring at the dark hole that was her open bedroom door, by the time the early morning hours rolled around Lecia was fast asleep. Her body was desperately trying to make up for the lack of a normal bedtime, and it was hard to wake her during these times. Such as now. Lecia was curled up on her side, hugging her arms close to her body. A thin line of drool ran from the corner of her mouth to a small, dark spot on her pillow. Her breathing was slow, and nearly silent.

Silence was a main feature of the villa at this godforsaken hour. So much so that every little sound was that much more pronounced, from the scuttle of an unseen bug crawling beneath her bed to the waves lapping against the shore not far from where she slept. Heavy footsteps fell against the wooden flooring like a circus elephant on the move, and shattered the quiet completely on this particular morning. Still Lecia remained asleep.

In the rectangular doorway a figure paused. It was exactly the thing she feared she might see every night when she couldn’t fall asleep - some unknown boogeyman lurking in the dark about to lunge through the door - so it was perhaps a good thing she was not awake to see it. Lecia continued to sleep soundly, even when her bedroom light suddenly flipped on.