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Day one - First BL Drama

Until We Meet Again 😭❤️

[talesofsecretsandlies-blog]

Intruder || Emmy and Dean

It had been a quiet night in the bar and Emmy had decided to close early. There was a weird feeling in the air, a few men from the bar having said things about how nice she smelt as they had left and one had even said something about her being good enough to eat. The hair was prickling at the back of her neck and she felt altogether a little uneasy about being there alone. Hearing a creak, Emmy turned, not seeing who was there before feeling something hit the back of her head. Then, black.

Coming to, she groaned softly, looking around as her eyes adjusted. She was still in the bar... and standing. She tried to move, but found herself tied up, her arms above her head, against a pillar, "Hello...? Help!" she began to call, struggling against the bindings. 

A voice from her left caused her to jump, a small yell leaving her lungs, "Struggle all you want, Pet, you're not getting away, not again." An ice cold hand rested on her shoulder and it as then that Emmy realised she was in her bra, her shirt discarded somewhere in the dark bar. 

"Wh-who are you?" she asked, her voice starting to shake. She couldn't believe this was happening to her, Emmy was strong, she kept guns in the bar... and now she was about to be attacked by some... some sexual deviant? As he came into the light, however, she realised that the person who had kept her tied up, wasn't actually all that menacing. His skin was pale and blotchy and he was thin... almost sickly so. She could definitely kick his ass if she weren't tied up.

What caused her to panic once more was the way he smiled, small fangs being revealed as he inched closer to her, "I'm your new best friend, Pet," he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes focussed on his teeth; the way the bright white of his fangs grew as they did, coming in from on top of his 'human' teeth.

"No!" she cried as he lent in and sniffed her skin, "Get away... f-fuck... help!"

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An Unexpected Arrival // Roxy & Dean

Roxy looked around the room at all the people looking up at her, most with smirks on their faces, the rest seemingly too drunk to care about what had just happened. She couldn’t quite bring herself to look at Chloe, so instead she just stalked out of the room, trying her best to block out the audible sniggers and whispers she could hear before she’d even moved out of earshot of everyone. Roxy now didn’t know where to go - part of her wanted to go and find Rufus to try and explain everything properly and privately, but she knew that he wouldn’t want anything to do with her right now, and plus he’d probably gone off to find Archie anyway, so she’d only make matters worse. Another part of her wanted to leave, to just grab her coat and go home, but she wasn’t even sure if she’d be welcome there for a while. Not that she had anywhere else to go, of course. She just wanted to go somewhere private and cry. Spotting an open door leading to an empty room, Roxy went inside and slammed the door behind her as the tears finally escaped. All of her frustration that had been building up and her anger that had been pent up for a while was just pouring out of her like a waterfall and without thinking she picked up the closest object to her, without even registering what it was, and hurled it at the door as hard as she could. It didn’t help her feel any better, though. In fact, it just made her feel more angry. Why hadn’t she confronted Chloe? Why had she just let her get away with it? That wasn’t usually what Roxy would do, but she’d just felt too upset and embarrassed to do anything about it. Reaching for the door handle, she tried to turn it and felt her heartbeat quicken when it wouldn’t open. She pulled and pulled but nothing happened. Trying with all her strength, she pulled once more and gasped quietly when the handle came off altogether. “Shit,” she whispered, her breathing becoming heavy. All of a sudden, she felt like her stomach was tightening into a little ball and yelped out in pain, stepping backwards a few steps. Surely not. Surely this wasn’t happening now. It was too early, months too early. What was happening? She felt a puddle at her feet and looked down, her fear confirmed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” she yelled, rushing back over to the door and banging on the wood as hard as she could with her fists. “Help! Help! Is anyone there?” she shouted as loudly as possible, wishing that the music in the main hall wasn’t so loud. As fresh tears streamed down her face, Roxy sank down onto the floor, her knocks weaker and her sobs quieter.

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A Womb with a View // Roxy, Dean & Lucas

Roxy was feeling a million times more nervous than she thought she’d feel, and she knew it was stupid anyway. It was only a scan - she had so much more to be anxious about down the line. She’d woken up at around 8am and, even though the scan wasn’t until 3 in the afternoon, she felt too scared to go back to sleep in case she overslept and didn’t have enough time to prepare herself. She’d borrowed several videos from the library that gave her some information about what was going to happen, but they weren’t enough to make her feel calm about the impending experience. After insisting to Rufus that he didn’t have to come with her and that she’d be absolutely fine getting there by herself, she set off for the clinic at precisely 2:30pm, aiming to meet Dean and Lucas at the front entrance.

She’d reluctantly told her family about the scan. In a way, she’d hoped they’d be supportive and maybe even offer to come with her, but it was a long shot. In fact, Roxy knew it was nigh-on impossible that they’d show any care towards her at all, but she still felt they had to know how she was getting on. It was surprising how suddenly her whole family had turned against her but she was beginning to come to terms with the fact that they may never want to speak to her again. It was hard but she knew deep down she was strong enough to accept it. Despite this, she still found that she had tears in her eyes as she arrived at the clinic, which made her eyes sting even more with the cold wind blowing in her face. She was the first of the three to arrive, so she stood by the door with her back against the wall, her arms folded to try and keep herself warm, trying to ignore the constant disapproving glances from older mothers-to-be.

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Spilt Milk // Roxy & Dean

Roxy's heart was pounding and her stomach was in knots but she knew she had to do this. With every step she took she just wanted to turn and run back home but she knew she couldn't back away now. She'd have to do it at some stage, so it may as well be now. Besides, it's not like she'd ever feel better about doing it. 

As she walked up the road towards Dean's house she had a million thoughts racing through her mind. How would he react? He obviously wouldn't be thrilled about it, but would he be angry? Would he start shouting? Would he storm out? Would he throw her out and then never speak to her again? Or would it be a combination of all of those? She could feel herself really beginning to panic now so she tried not to think about anything like that and actually face him.

She got an immense feeling of deja vu as she stood on the doorstep, only this time she was feeling a lot more nervous and a lot less excited. She took a deep, shaky breath and knocked on the door, folding her arms to stop her hands from shaking.