#joedie

[thesadtwin-blog]

they tried to make me go to rehab and i said no || joedie

Leaving Molly had been the hardest. Well, that was a lie. Leaving Cherry had been so hard that he hadn't even been able to see her in person. He had left a note on her pillow and he was sure that he was going to get his ass kicked for it later. He hadn't been keen on seeing anyone since he turned human again though. No one except for Sadie. She was his constant companion, his right hand, and he owed her everything at this point. But as he hugged his sister, he thought his goodbyes were over. As he drove off, he thought that he was done being separated from the people that he loved. He was wrong.

They ended up choosing a clinic in DC. IT was the closest major city and he didn't want to go anywhere close and risk seeing someone that he knew. He was silent mostly as he drove towards the capitol, not wanting to open his mouth and end up voicing all of his worst fears the moment before Sadie had to undergo days of hell. He had dumped enough on her. She didn't deserve more. But as they drove into the parking lot at the clinic, he regretted the quiet. He had so many things he needed to say to her, and now there wasn't enough time. So instead he just took her hand, staring straight ahead in the driver's seat, and asked, "You ready?"

[intxrfectorem-a]

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but, it definitely makes me believe in something.

anonymous

[thesadtwin-blog]

Open the door, you dork.

I can't stand out here all night.

[iotd-awards-blog]

Best BrOTP: Joey Reynolds and Sadie Forbes

[intxrfectorem-a]

Outgoing Call to 'Peter Pan'; 10:33PM || Joedie

After Caroline had left, Sadie tried vigorously to rid herself of the pain she was in- but she was broken, and it was unavoidable, not to be stopped by petty things like alcohol. But she sure did try. A bottle of Jack Daniels and half a bottle of tequila later, she was sprawled out on the couch, completely drunk but still broken inside. "Should've known..." She mumbled drunkenly. "E'rybody leaves me. S'not new." There were tear tracks running down her face, and she was wrapped up in one of her father's old sweatshirts, her arms curled around her like she was hugging an invisible person. Of course, it was partially her own fault. She'd pushed her away. But it was for her own protection. She didn't need to experience what went on in Sadie's head.

At the mere passing remark of the things that plagued her mind, she found that they'd called themselves forth once again. But this time, it felt different somehow. Maybe it was the drunkenness, or maybe it was the utter desolation she felt, but somehow she had a feeling she'd have no control over whatever was about to happen to her. Debating furiously in her own head over whether or not to call anyone, and once the self-preservation instinct won out, she then had the dilemma of who to call. Her shaking fingers- really, her whole body was beginning to shake, but it was a perfectly decent temperature- scrolled through her contacts. Definitely not Sam. Definitely not Caroline. She was about to admit defeat until she stopped at a familiar nickname. Pressing call and jerkily jamming the phone to her ear, she curled into herself and listened to the dull tones that signaled her phone's attempt to reach her last hope.