Dec 3, 2020
Peeeeks over your shoulder - “Can .. I try?”
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Peeeeks over your shoulder - “Can .. I try?”
I Need You...
Tyler feels everything leave her body. Her eyes lock on the figure that she knew too well, the one that she had memorized. She had TRUSTED him. More than she had ever trusted anyone in that way in a long time. He had RAN HIS HANDS OVER HER her and HELD her and BEEN THERE for her. He was supposed to be hers and she was supposed to. be his and now she could feel an ACHE inside of her. He was supposed to be HERS and she was supposed to be HIS. Her band had played a show tonight and he had said he couldn’t make it. She felt bad, she wanted to surprise him which brought her here to his apartment. She hadn’t knocked because she figured he’d had a. long day at work. Maybe he wasn’t even home yet and the spare key was where it ALWAYS is and it had been so EASY to slide it into the lock and enter the apartment and she wished she HADN’T. She wished it could all go back to the way it was before. Maybe then her heart wouldn’t be THROBBING in her chest. Her eyes slide over the two of them in his bed. There was HUMPING and GRINDING and MOANING it is MESSY and DISTURBING and BREAKING her heart. She should have said something but at the moment all she could focus on was the fact that she wasn’t BREATHING anymore. She lets out a choked SOB and is turning and running before she even knows if they NOTICED her. Her feet take her down the stairs so fast she isn’t sure how she hasn’t tripped and fell because she is. taking them way more than one at a time.
When her face hits the cold air she can feel it ripping at the TEARS on her cheeks. She had said she didn’t want to be INTIMATE. There were reasons she wasn’t READY that she COULDN’T be. He had said he understood, he had made her smile and now the world around her was crashing. One of her bandmates had dropped her off and now she was on the opposite side of the city with makeup pouring down her face. SHAKING hands pull out her phone and she calls the first person she wants to go to when her world is FALLING apart. The phone only rings a few time before they answer. Her breathing is HITCHING and she can barely make the words out.
“I’m outside Richard’s...can...can you come get me, please.”
Its real cryptid hours-- time to make strange noises and drool.
“Love - I’m over you, and it’s long overdue...”
The song played softly in the background as Caroline sat in the kitchen of the Salvatore Boarding House, her fingers wrapped around a warm mug of coffee filled to the brim (with the addition of a splash of vanilla creamer). She wasn’t her usual perky self just yet - and she probably wouldn’t be. Ever since losing Stefan she had been in a funk. Of course, the second her girls woke up and came running down the stairs her face would be overcome with the happiest smile she could stir up - they didn’t need to see her in a constant state of depression, or any state at all.
"Another dance? On Valentine’s Day?” While the cheerful news had almost everyone buzzing with excitement, it had quite the opposite effect on the local merboy. Seeing the large notification poster advertising it high and proudly did little to improve his sour attitude. “They’re already preparing for it and some people still haven’t even taken down their winter decorations. At least this’ll give them time to plan a good food table,” he muttered to whoever was standing next to him, hands crossed across his chest as he huffed. It was clear he felt... strongly, about the upcoming holiday.
“Got any change?” Oh, but that impish smile !!! Cheeks still flushed with youth- never mind the cigarette dangling between his lips or the yellowish tint to his left socket from a bruise just healing. “Go’on now, I’ll show you a trick for it.”
“ Y’gonna want to clean that blood up before it stinks the room out. “
Lawrence sighed as the metal whizzed around his fingers. He was waiting for a video to render and another to finish downloading from the guys’ workstations so he was down for the count right now. Humming came from his lips as he watched the bits and bobs fly around in no real pattern. That was until someone bumped into him and the pieces dropped to the ground as his attention was drawn elsewhere. With a sigh he turned to the culprit. “Is there something I can help you with?”