𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐦

to put it simply, the news had shook montez to his core. his bestfriend is dead, along with remy and luka, and that just proves the fact that the shadow is ruthless this time, as if the last time wasn't merciless enough. he had been quiet the whole day, pacing around his home as the sound of the news from the living room just kept going on repeat. carmen was so happy the last time they spoke...things were starting to get better for her. as he was deep in his thoughts, tatum's voice snapped him out of it. "i...if i asked you to come with me, tate, would you?" he stared back at her with fear in his expression. "i know...i know we have people we love here, our friends, family...but..." i don't know if i can handle most loss, he continues in his head.

Turning to face Montez she quickly realised her problems were so minor right now. Her family issues felt like nothing as she remembered just exactly what was happening around them. She walked over to Montez, her arms snaking around his waist as she looked up at him with a small smile, "I would go wherever you wanted me to" she admitted. There wasn't much here for her, she'd already lost him once and she wouldn't lose him again. She knew deep down they couldn't leave their family behind or their freinds, she'd feel guilty if she heard the news of them losing their life and she wasn't there.

Crue 📲 Tatum

Crue: :( Crue: thats my face right now Crue: ask me why Tatum: ???? Tatum: Why???

#text: crue #text

@montezphillips

Tate had let herself into Monty's home, dropping her bags to one side as she made her way into the kitchen to get herself a glass of water. She was stressed after making the mistake of visiting her parents, something she did very rarely and every time she did she regretted it. She hadn't said a word yet, her thoughts running wild as she tried her best to calm her frustrations. "Should we just leave Hidehill? Like why are we even here still?"

gabrielcastillo

closed: @tatumxkeller

event: Conrad Memorial Ball

"Well, it looks like we have some catching up to do," Gabriel announced as he walked up to the frame of his long-time friend, nodding in the direction of Monty nearby when Tatum turned to acknowledge him. A momentary feeling of sheepish guilt swept through him; he really should have been checking in with her frequently, but he didn't want to feel like some kind of overbearing parent. Tatum wasn't a kid anymore, and he knew she could hold her own when she needed to. "Don't tell me you finally got the guts to tell Monty how you feel?'

#hidehillevent010 #hidehillevent #event

Tate looked over in the direction in which Gabe gestured towards, her eyes landing on Monty which caused a small smile to appear on her lips before she attempted to hide it with the glass she started drinking from. "Uh, I didn't get the the guts to tell him exactly" She laughed thinking back to the night of the 4th July party when she turned up at his door. "I uh... I went over to his house after everything that happened on the 4th July and I guess it went from there."

#feat. gabriel

TATUM KELLER: Masquerade Ball

date: @montezphillips

liamxteixeira

@hidehillstart

Location: Parking lot of Like a Broken Record Open Starter

Don't shit where you eat. A rule of thumb that Ben held near and dear to his heart. Or at least that's what he liked to tell himself. Honestly perhaps if there was any actual truth to that, he wouldn't have found himself casing. Not like a record store was going to present the greatest of options when it came to cars, but every once in a blue moon he'd find something a little more retro pulling into the lot. Someone in their 1969 Boss 429 Mustang just trying to relive the glory days even just a bit. But it didn't matter. If he swiped from the lot, it'd definitely ruin his ability to frequent the shop. Something he desperately needed as a cover if he was going to continue convincing his uncle that he had any sort of interest in a future in music. Unfortunately, it was even harder not to case when the music that was coming from inside the record store was so damn depressing.

"You know you're in a small town, when even the record store starts playing this kind of shit to pay its respects you know?" He sighed as he took a drag from the cigarette he'd just pulled from behind his ear. His fingers bouncing the stick lightly between them as he leaned back against his car. "Like they want it right in your face every where you go."

Tatum didn't have much to her name but she liked to treat herself to records every now and then when she was tipped well at the Diner. Pulling up at the record shop and parking up close to the door she'd spotted Ben as she locked the car and made her way over, hands in her pockets with half a smile on her lips once she reached him. "I think it's nice" she shrugged, she didn't really have an opinion on it and at this point it was weird to go somewhere that was not paying tribute to those they had lost in someway. "Are you behaving, Benji?" She raised an eyebrow at the younger man, someone she felt the need to look out for however she could.

#feat. ben

"now, are you saying we're old?" montez says as he tucks tatum's loose hair behind her ear. this was all he could think about, not the deaths, not the fear lingering in this town still, but the woman he was sharing his bed with, something, again that feels like he's done before. "only when you're comfortable enough, when we've gotten rid of the headaches and have food in our stomachs. is that okay?" he leans close to plan a kiss on her forehead, before getting up and putting on some of his clothes that ended up on the floor the night before. "would erm...waffles be alright with you? that's something i can whip up quickly. then we're going to have real food later, i promise."

"Okay, not old just older." She rolled her eyes as she turned to lay on her back, head resting on the pillow beneath her as she pulled the sheets up and tucked it under her arms. There was still parts of her that felt nervous, as though this was their first time all over again, she was comfortable around him but there was still just little things that felt new and all the excitement and shyness from the beginning of their relationship came flooding back. "We can talk" she smiled over at him before he kissed her forehead, "waffles sounds perfect, is this like a breakfast in bed situation or am I going to need to get dressed?"

natashadunn

@tatumxkeller

"I know this is probably.... an inappropriate time to ask but... seeing how distraught Rafe looked when I last saw him..." she pursed her lips, knowing that even if something had happened, it was never Sasha's fault. Rafe owed her loyalty, not the late popstar. "Do you think... he cheated on me with Sasha?" Which sounded insane to even utter given the recent events. She felt terrible even having those thoughts but who else would be better to have these conversations with than her best friend? What space would've been safer? "I... actually it doesn't even matter. I'm sorry I even asked.." her hands moving to continue folding the towel in front of her as she stared out of the small window before them. She had been so conflicted since Sasha's passing. Obviously hurting for her, for her family and feeling as though she was gone too soon. of course her fans were in Stephanie's thoughts as well. But... Rafe always had a way of making her wonder when it came to the starlet.

Tatum looked over at her friend as she shoved a handful of chips into her mouth, her eyebrow raising at her friends question as she swallowed the food and sighed. "Honestly, I know you don't want to hear this and it won't feel good but.. it's Rafe we're talking about here." She sighed as she tried to think of what to say next or how to say it. "He probably made his way through that whole girl group.. well, not Elena.. I'm sure she would have told me. I'm pretty sure he has like a million songs written about him too.. he's just not a good guy and you deserved better." She knew it wasn't what she wanted to hear but she couldn't lie to her either, Tatum didn't exactly know Rafe like most but whatever she had heard was never great. "What did they sing about him? 'Baby, we're done, c'est la vie, now I don't need ya, I don't need ya'? Seems perfect." She looked over at Steph as she folded the clothes, "or you know.. there's always the chance that they really were just friends."

#feat. stephanie

text to 📩 tatum keller

jovi: tate ❤️ jovi: i miss you jovi: get together soon? tate: yesss tate: I got so much to tell you tate: big updates tate: any updates for you?

#text: jovi #text

"i guess we're going to live through our regrets for the whole day, hmm?" montez chuckles, though he then pinches the bridge of his nose due to the waves of headache. at this point, he was kind of used to the pain, but it was still a feeling he didn't like to have. "i slept like a baby for the first time in months." he admits as his hand now rests on he cheek, thumb caressing her soft skin. he contemplates for a moment if he should ask, but he knew she must've been waiting for him for the longest time now. "should we...i don't know...talk, tate?" there was a hint of nervousness in his tone, not wanting to scare the woman off. "or--we should really take care of our heads first, no?" he smiles awkwardly to himself, before leaning close to kiss her on her forehead. "i'll get us aspirin and water, just...rest. alright?"

"Next time I act as though we're still teenagers shut me down, I can't handle the hangovers the same anymore." A smile on her lips as he spoke. It was honestly the best she had slept in a while too, a weight feeling as though it had been lifted from her shoulders, the dark cloud that had been looming over her seemingly gone for a moment, everything feeling right in the world for once.. when you ignored the murders that happened. Hearing him mention talking though made her heart race slightly, the smile disappearing slightly before speaking, "we, uh- yeah, I guess we should talk right?" She agreed before nodding at his suggestion of getting aspirin. She needed this headache to disappear before they spoke about anything right serious right now.

iMessage: Tate

Madden: Hey Tater tot Madden: Do you wanna grab a bite? Maybe catch up a bit now that I've broken out of the hospital? Tatum: Are they with you?

#text: madden #text

giovannixdeluca

It made Crue sad to see that deep down her cousin was hurting, she had been there when Monty had woken up just to break Tatums heart. “How is he? Monty? Have you guys… talked?” She didn’t know what the plan was there, if the other had decided to try to restore what he’d forgotten or if she was planning to move on without him. All they knew was they’d support her either way. “Isn’t he in like maximum security now? Don’t try to scare with this, it’s worse than when we were ten and I thought someone was hiding in my closet.”

"Monty?" Tatum looked over at Crue, a smile forming on her face as she remembered how her fourth July ended. "Yeah, he is going. We uh, I stayed at his after La Vela." She kept it brief for the moment. She knew a lot of peope wouldn't understand why she hadn't been upfront with Monty about their relationship, she didn't know why she hadn't either. She didn't have an answer for it, the longer this went on the harder it became. "I mean I would hope so, you'd think they'd learn their lesson and I have to put my faith into them again." She shrugged before smiling, "I mean maybe there was somebody hiding in there the whole time."

#feat. crue

the night before had been a blur, but at the same time, it stayed in montez's mind. for the first time in months, he was able to sleep well without any kind of anxiety that was holding him back. he felt the bed move, yet he had remained with his eyes shut, though he turns to his side, only responding with a hum at first as he wraps an arm around tatum's waist, drawing their bodies close. "good morning..." he whispers, poking an eye open at first, a goofy smile forming on his face. "how's...how's your head?" he asks, knowing how much they both had to drink the night before. he pulled away slightly then to finally get a good look at her, blinking a couple of times to wake himself up. this is real.

"Good morning" She muttered slightly, her arms wrapping around him, her head resting on his chest for a moment before groaning a little, "it hurts and I regret saying we should drink so much" she laughed slightly before looking up at him, "what about you?" she smiled at him. Part of this felt as though she was still asleep, as though this whole night had been a dream yet here she was still in his bed and wrapped up in his arms. "Did you sleep well? I didn't wake you up much did I?"