#closed for cal

[beatrix-snow-queen]

Nat approaches Cal’s house, a little warily, since he hasn’t seen Cal since he climbed out Nat’s window and Nat’s not entirely sure if they’re at that point where he’s allowed to just stop by. Still, he knocks. Cal, c’mon, I know you’re in there. I brought scotch. You haven’t been out drinking in so long, you’re dangerously close to sobriety.

[joker-sometimes-wild-blog]

Hannah waits behind a corner for Cal to come out of the bar where he’d been drinking. He’s been in there for hours. She snags him and pulls him into an alley, pressing her truncheon against his neck. Hey, Cal. Long time, no see. I’ve got some questions for you. 

[little-sophie-teller-blog]

Laying down on the bed, she sighed softly as she kept gluing the red petals in place. Kindly the Jason had gotten her all the petals from the roses that she had saved. Daddy was always bringing her roses and she had saved a petal from every single one of them. She was placing them in a heart position on a canvas that she was going to put into a frame. Making sure that he was going to have a perfect birthday and Christmas was getting harder. Every present had to top the last. Sighing again, she picked up one of the freshest roses and took a deep breath of it.

@calhoun-first-wolf

[little-sophie-teller-blog]

Sophie barely noticed that there was snow falling around her as she looked in the store window where the display was. The beautiful, glittering, jewelry just called to her as she was waiting for Daddy to come join them on their shopping trip. He had planned this special day just for them, but she was determined not to let him buy her anything. No one would say that she was only with him for his money if he didn’t spend any money on her. 

@calhoun-first-wolf

[little-sophie-teller-blog]

Runaway Mate||Sophie and Cal||

Sophie had barely understood why she had been so freaked out when she had woken up this morning. But the moment she had realized that she was sleeping on someone’s chest she felt like she had to go. She had slipped off of his chest and pulled on the t-shirt he had given her last night, but couldn’t have been bothered to find anything to put on underneath it. So, she had ran out of the house to find one of her old hideouts. It hadn’t even occurred to her that this was a new London and she shouldn’t be out wandering the streets alone.

Some wandering guard had spotted her about an hour after she had run away from Daddy’s house. He had picked her up without any trouble, despite her screaming and kicking, then he had carried her off to where they were keeping the other Omegas. A collar was slapped onto her neck before they had pushed her into the dark cell. No, this wasn’t supposed to happen! She had just meant to get some space between her and Daddy. Not to get locked up in the cells with everyone else. 

Sophie kept tugging at the t-shirt to keep it from ridding up and showing off her private area to the leering guards that kept wandering by. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she waited for something to happen. He had to come get her sooner rather than later…right? Oh God, what if he didn’t want her anymore? She started to sob softly as she huddled in the corner of the cot, terrified that one of the guards were going to come in and touch her, she gasped when a guard went into the cell across from hers to deal with a rebellious Omega. Her hands covered her mouth to hide her noises as a violent fight broke out.

[dauntless-marina]

Make it Stop { calrina }

Marina remembered coming back to the camp and crossing paths with Cal, who had comforted her and told her that everything was okay. She knew it wasn’t. Tiff was gone. She was all alone; she was never close with the other hunters. Cal had carried her to the Big House and they were both on the couches laying down close to each other, their faces inches apart. She remembered his hand on her waist and closing her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

There was snow falling and it was cold. The space around her was empty and white, covered in snow. No one was to be seen and she didn’t know where she was. Looking down, she saw that she was in her huntress clothes—white shirt, jeans, black boots and a silver jacket. She didn’t have her bows out but there was no need to. Everything was quiet around her. Maybe a little too quiet. She felt an uneasiness behind her and turned around to see a monster towering behind her. Too shocked and surprised to move or will her huntress weapons, she stayed quiet with her eyes and mouth open wide. The monster was about to strike and she couldn’t do anything. This was it; the monster was going to kill her. She felt a hard shove that sent her feet away from where she was originally standing. In her place, stood a blonde huntress who had taken the blow and collapsed to the ground. It was Tiffany, the young blonde huntress she loved like a sister. Scrambling to her feet, she ran to Tiffany’s side, crouching down beside her. “Tiff! Tiff, no no no. You can’t. D-Don’t leave…Please. No, no, no. Stay…you have to…please.” She mumbled, tears streaming down her face. The snow around them was turning a scarlet red from the blood. She felt Tiffany’s hand go numb and her other fall on the snow. The younger huntress lay there motionlessly with no sign of life. “No! No, no! Tiff, you have to….come back!” She yelled. When their was no response, she let out a scream, clutching on to the blonde huntress as tightly as she could.