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“I’m glad Seth is okay....but I’m okay here with you.”

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“I’m glad Seth is okay....but I’m okay here with you.”
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Brooke looked around the room that Jake had shown her too - sure it was nice for someone other than her, but there was none of her comforts, it felt sterile even if it was deserpately trying to scream temporary home. She was freaking out from the little light that had shown on her webcam - she wasn’t a tech genius but she knew exactly what that was. She sat staring at her laptop as she heard Jake come to the door. “Hey...” she said softly, having a bad feeling in her stomach that the person on the other side of the screen might be him.
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❝ i just had to make sure that you were OKAY, alright? this has nothing to do with our stupid deal because i was actually worried about you. ❞
it was classic. checking up on jake seemed to be the perfect thing to do for the man who was currently living a lie, playing a very dangerous game with people’s lives. a part of him was worried about the student though. for one he was the one who was taking care of the blackmail thing, and his lips were actually pretty soft, but at the same time he was still twisted. it was almost like playing with your food before eating it. the chase was always his favorite part of the hunt. mr. johnson locked the door behind him, advancing towards jake with a WORRIED expression on his face. he slid his hand over to the boy’s, grabbing it slowly.
❝ is there ANYTHING i can do? anyway to help you right now? ❞
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!!! thi s brings me so much joy you do nt even kNOW
*squeaks when i see murderselfies on the dash tbh*
❛ you know, while you all are WILLINGLY going into the slaughter, he, she or whoever the hell this is, is sitting back with their feet up laughing. how can you all be so stupid to walk into that alley ? ❜
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❝ awe jake-y wake-y, what happened? did you miss me too much during practice or something, because dude i was fine. it’s not like you’re going to die for not spending an hour with me man. i would be lying if i said i couldn’t have used your LITTLE sense of humor though. honestly every single person in there was acting like someone died in there. ❞
the blonde was just wondering if jake was worried about the money though. every since tyler came back from the hospital and would leave the group he always got interrogated about where he was and why, especially by jake. it did make a small smirk plaster across his face though. he was FLATTERED that his best friend still thought so highly of him.
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The sting of blade twisting and grinding against flesh, inches of blood and bone marrow resonated through the blonde’s ears. The sighs of relief and echoing of her own cry continued to play and replay like a loop of film on repeat -- until she awoke in the confines of hospital room, sharp gasp filtering her lungs. Her neck felt stiff, her throat ached, and though she felt uncomfortable due to twisted 5′2 petite form in cushioned seat, to look over and see her fingertips still somehow slightly laced with his was actually quite consoling. Softened grin found its way upon her lips as she sat up, taking in deepened breath as relaxation found her muscles. She didn’t want to wake him, he looked so peaceful and though he drove her up the wall most days -- there was something about the very true mortification that had struck her hard, to the point she felt slightly winded by it, when she thought she’d actually lost him.
As if to curiously test the waters, she leaned in, pressing her lips ever so delicately to his forehead.”In your dreams, mouth-breather...” she whispered very softly, crooked grin on her lips.