#auradonkaela

[lucachristensen]

Text | Luca & Kaela

LUCA: i already know fucking Clara is alive.

LUCA: unfortunately.

LUCA: are you?

[ten minutes later]

LUCA: fuck.

[itsmitchroux]

text message ✉ kaela

Mitchell: Hey. You going to this ball?

[lucachristensen]

TXT | Luca & Kaela

Luca: Are you going to the family video bullshit?

[aleenaandersen]

Keeping their distance with one another was probably among one of the better decisions that the Christensens and Aleena had made, but their unspoken agreement had crumbled into nothing when Sterling had overstepped that night at the Duckling, forcing her to confront the fact that the very family that wished hers harm were walking among her, were attending her school, were charming her family. The Christensens invaded what appeared to be every facet of her life, and the winter solstice ball was no exception. Sterling wasn’t anywhere to be seen, but she had noticed the others sometime after she arrived. 

She had no intention of talking to any of them if they were half as bad as their eldest brother, but as fate would have it, Lena had come across Kaela as she made her way into the restroom to touch up her makeup. For a moment, she had half a mind to turn on her heel and leave right then, but her stubbornness forced her to stand her ground, pushing her way inside until she stood to her right, her eyes focusing on her reflection in the mirror. No way in hell was she going to let another one of Hans’ spawn scare her away. “The ball’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she said as she pulled the lipstick from her pocket and uncapped the top. With a twist of the tube, Lena brought it to her lips, dabbing the deep red color gently. She kept her tone friendly, light, even if her next words were anything but. “Kind of a shame none of you deserve to enjoy it, though.”

@kaelachristensen​

[sirennautilus-blog]

text message ✉️ Kaela 💋

Siren: So, the other night was fun

Siren: things aren't gonna go back to being weird now though, right?

[lucachristensen]

tapping his finger against the table gently, Luca kept his focus on the book in front of him. his eyes at least. his mind, however, was everywhere but on the pages. it had been a little over two weeks since they had come back from the isle. minus a few different things that had occurred, it had been uneventful. for him at least. which of course meant he had too much time to think. too many thoughts swirling around in his mind. about Aurèlie, Nate, Riley but honestly, most importantly about his siblings. for the life of him, he couldn’t fucking remember a time they had gotten along. a time when he agreed to do anything that would help them or just one. 

still, he had agreed the moment Clara had brought it up. all it had taken was a cold clenching on his heart at his sister’s words and suddenly he was willing. he would have been lying if he said it hadn’t shaken in him somewhere deep. the fact that Kaela had in turn, agreed to help the two of them had been, not surprising but... something. it was that thought that had Luca sitting in the out of the way coffee shop he had found. the same one he had sat with his sister last. away from the standard populace of the college, oddly willing to run into her again. maybe it was because he wanted to - fuck he didn’t know what he wanted. at all. 

leaning back with a sigh, he reached to take a drink of the coffee he had on the table when it was like his very thoughts had made her appear. but still, he didn’t have a damn clue what he wanted to say. what the entire fucking point was so instead, he pushed the other chair out with his foot. a silent invitation for her to sit with him. @kaelachristensen

[clara-christensen]

TEXT MESSAGE ✉  KAELA 🦋

CLARA: Where are you? And are you okay?