to the moon and back

Lillian Moon. Twenty-One. Character #27. Dancer in training- hopefully one day on broadway. grew up dancing, but uses it more as sex appeal than anything emotional. she's super sweet and social, but is only skin deep- she doesn't know how to show her true emotions.

[themissmoon-blog]

Seeing people scream over the pain of getting a tattoo makes me never want to get one.

[pminjun]

Well, if it’s a healthy dinner you have nothing to worry about.

[themissmoon-blog]

I had a burger, that's super healthy right?

[wtftheodore]

Just dont go to bed right away.

[themissmoon-blog]

Food always makes you sleepy though. Or is that just me?

[v-maraschino-blog]

Exactly, I don’t know either. More unrealistic expectations from society.

[themissmoon-blog]

First society tries to keep us down, and now my stomach! Is nothing saintly anymore?

[v-maraschino-blog]

Nah, but people say that we’re not supposed to eat past five o’clock at night, and I don’t think that’s ever gonna happen.

[themissmoon-blog]

How is my stomach supposed to know what time it is though? It's always night time for it.

[themissmoon-blog]

Eating dinner at midnight can't be healthy, right?

[beckettfrayn]

Words We Didn't Say II Becklian

[beckettfrayn]

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[themissmoon-blog]

Pulling her sleeves back down quickly, Lily felt terrible for letting the situation happen. "Beck-" But just like that, it was rightfully Beck's turn to defend her. She knew she did something dumb, but she also knew that if she hadn't- she would have probably regretted it. "He cannot hurt you all he wants, and I made damn sure he wasn't going to." Lillian knew he was going to be upset, so she had braced herself for something much worse than he actually did. "I won't speak to him again, I promise. I'll call the police and you right away." Lily rubbed her tears away, but she couldn't really stop them. It was scary for her, but she wouldn't admit that she was scared to Beck. Not with the way he was reacting to what had happened. Watching him pace around the room, Lillian truly got worried about Beck's stability. "Don't say that. You can't touch him, Beck." Two wrongs didn't make a right, but she couldn't say that. She felt good hitting him. 

"I won't say anything or do anything, you have my word." Beckett had become a mess, just as she expected. "I don't know if he's been stalking us. But he told me he would leave us alone if I just-" Beck continued on and she knew that any word she got in was completely being overridden by his stress. Having her chin pulled to face him, Lillian frowned and bit her lip. "It was in broad daylight, he wasn't going to really hurt me. He probably didn't even mean to bruise my arm." She knew though that anything she said wasn't going to matter. Beck was right, he was a monster and they needed to steer clear of him. But she could handle herself. Hadn't she proven that? "I let you pin me to the bed." She softly reminded him as he pulled away from his kiss. 

"Leave?" Lillian stood up, pushing the books he had tossed to her to the side. "Beckett Frayn, if you think I'm leaving England just because your father shows up- you are greatly mistaken." She wasn't one to run, and she surely wasn't going to run from this. Placing the beer on the table, Lillian knew that Beck was overreacting. "You need to calm down. The man has shown up twice, I'm not going anywhere. Sure he bruised my arm, but you bruise my hips all the time. I know he hurt you- but this is my life too. And I refuse to let him hurt either of us anymore." Her hands went to his hips and she pulled herself close to him, her eyes focusing on his. "Our life here has just started, and it took us far too long to get that shop up and running. You can't be serious." But she knew he was, Beck was scared for them and anything else that came along in the future. 

"I won't leave your side, okay? Not until this blows over. Because it will blow over." She knew what she was saying might be wrong, but she couldn't let him live in fear of something that may never happen. "So say we move and he finds us again. He followed you here to England, so it's possible. He's just going to follow us anywhere else. What next Beck? We change our names? Ruin our lives for one man? This is what he wants. And I'm not giving it to him. Understand?" Lily reached up on her toes and kissed his forehead. "Calm down, babe. We will call the police in the morning and file a restraining order. Then he can't come near us. He already hurt so much of your life, don't let him ruin more." Her voice was soft and she brushed some of his hair to the side. "I can't let you run, I love you too much."

[beckettfrayn]

Words We Didn't Say II Becklian

To say Beck wasn’t exhausted would be a lie. From the beginning of the month until only a few days ago, it had been nothing but non-stop go, go, go. With the bookstore opening, Lillian giving up her dreams and moving in with him, and father’s day just a few days ago, Beck hadn’t had any downtime. So he had done what any typical bookshop owner would do on a typical Wednesday afternoon, he closed down shop early. Lily had gone off to run errands- something about groceries or more duck food or something- and so closing, well, it wasn’t too hard to do, especially once the last customer left.

The walk home wasn’t bad, although typically, he enjoyed it much more when he had Lillian by his side. When he walked through the front door of his complex, he waved a short hello to the doorman and proceeded to head upstairs, when he was suddenly stopped with a hand to the shoulder. Beck turned around with a smile and tried not to show an exhausted, irritated expression, especially to someone as nice as him. He raised an eyebrow- a type of silent communication with the man- and waited for him to go on with what he was going to say. “Mr. Frayn? I just thought I’d let you know that your father was here yesterday,” Beck paused and grew tense, this could not be happening. He motioned for the man to proceed, “He ran into Lillian and I’m- well, I’m wondering if shes told you about it yet? I’m curious to see what your father had to say.” Beckett shook his head no, that he hadn’t been told, but gave a thumbsup in order to say thank you for the information. Oh fuck no. He waved goodbye and headed back towards the elevator, punched the button with an irritated force, and proceeded back to his apartment.

When Lillian got home later that evening, Beck had already settled into the couch for the evening. With a book in hand and a oddly silent duck at his feet, Beck didn’t act to move when she walked through the door. He gave her a smile and returned the kiss she pressed to his lips, but didn’t say hello and continued to wait until she’d join him on the couch in just a few minutes. It was kinda their ritual, really. Just as he knew, only a few moments later, she was sitting next to him, curled up under his arm only after scooping Peck up and placing him on Beck’s lap, her fingers running across his soft feathers. “So, the doorman told me something kinda funny today,” Beck cleared his throat and pressed his lips to Lily’s temple, “Said you ran into someone the other day- someone that I know- someone that I refuse to think about. Care to enlighten me on how that played out?” Beck tried hard to keep his annoyance out of his tone, but it proved difficult.

[themissmoon-blog]

Lillian was stressed out as it was with her life, everything had done a 180 on her. Beck's dad running into her had only quadrupled her stress. How was she supposed to tell him? "That'll be 40 pounds even." The cashier said, and Lily snapped out of her thoughts. "Thanks." Lillian smiled, taking the bag and walking a few blocks down to the huge building. "Miss Lily, I am so sorry I just-" Being stopped by the doorman was surprising to her, but she paused. "What's up? I have ice cream melting." Lily laughed, holding up the bags. "I told Mr.Frayn about yesterday. I didn't-" Lillian felt the blood drain from her face, oh fuck no. Everything else he said fell upon deaf ears as Lily made her way to the elevator, her stomach in complete knots. Things were finally starting to settle down and then this had to happen, why did she even let this happen? Part of her felt that maybe if she talked to him, he would leave Beckett alone, the other part felt like she was quite possibly the worst person in the planet.

"I'm home, love!" Lillian said as cheerfully as she could, knowing hell was going to be unleashed on her. Placing the food in the kitchen, she then made her way to Beck who was on the couch reading. Giving him a kiss, she sat next to him and went through their nightly rituals. Maybe he wasn't going to bring it up. Maybe he was waiting for her to confess- fuck, should she just confess? But his sudden annoyed voice filled the room and left her silent. Fuck. "I..." Lily started, her hands left Peck and she held onto Beck's shirt lightly as she tried to cuddle in closer. "I was leaving the flat and he grabbed me- I mean, I didn't know who he was. I had seen him a couple of days before, I just figured he was someone who didn't know you. And I punched him and gave him a bloody nose." Lillian felt her heart sink, Beckett was probably furious with her. Pulling down her sleeve there was a bruise from where he had grabbed her. "He wanted to know how you were. I told him to leave me alone. But he just... He wanted to know about you and I wanted to scream at him."

Beck was her's to protect, and ever since she had heard the story about his voice- she wanted to kill his father. "I-I just- I was going to tell you, baby, I really was. I just didn't know how to bring it up." Her voice was starting to shake, she didn't want him to be mad. Lillian also knew that was inevitable. "I punched him in the face and then he said he would leave you alone if I just talked to him. And I wanted to protect you from him. He just talked about how sorry he was, and I let him buy me tea. I told him you hated him. I asked him how he even knew you lived here and he couldn't give me a straight answer. I only spoke to him for an hour. I didn't tell him about the bookstore, but he already knew. I told him to stay away from you, I really did. Really he just wanted to know you were okay and safe in England. And I told him you were safe anywhere he wasn't." 

Taking a deep breath, Lily felt her anxiety rise. "He told me the story- about what he did-" She didn't want to cry anymore, hearing the story from Beck was horrible enough, but to hear a grown man admit to that. She had locked herself in the bathroom several times today just remembering it. "-I just couldn't listen to him anymore. He's a monster. He said he changed, but after that I told him to not come back here. He told me to tell you that he loved you and your mom still. And I told him how happy we were without him. How even though he took your voice, you talk to me." She was crying now, feeling the stress pour out from her. "And he told me you would stop talking again, because you always talked too much. And then I slapped him and left. That's it I swear." And that really was it, any more detail and she felt like she was going to be sick. This was the love of her life, and the man that hurt him. "I should have told you last night, but I couldn't. I was so scared he was going to come back. I didn't know how to tell you."

[themissmoon-blog]

@silentbecks: @princesslily no i wanna go to bora bora

@princesslily: @silentbecks where's that it sounds dangerous

[themissmoon-blog]

@silentbecks: i wanna go on vacation to somewhere tropical #sad

@princesslily: @silentbecks we just went on vacation to a tropicalish place

[seaneverett]

Nothing’s wrong with that, but most people who know how a movie is going to end still want to see it.

[themissmoon-blog]

I'm good with reading the wiki and avoiding it. Save myself some cash and tissues. You don't come across as the sobbing type.

[beckettfrayn]

Alright Satan, simmer down. We’re going to see it so that I can prove to you that you should read the book. Because, you know, you like fighting with me on that. I’ll promise not to cry too hard. Although, holding back all my tears might make me snotty.

[themissmoon-blog]

Heh, it's hard not to tease you. I don't have time to read, I'm too busy telling people what they should be reading. Making you money and whatnot. I like fighting with you, gets you all fired up. I'll be sure to pack you some tissues. Ewww gross.

[kathy-jsyk]

What movie is it? 

[themissmoon-blog]

The Fault in Our Stars or something like that? All my friends have been trying to drag me to see it.

[beckettfrayn]

I mean, really, there’s nothing wrong with it, but surely you’re just out of your mind for not wanting to. I’ll go see it alone if I’ve got to. That way you can’t make fun of me when I cry.

[themissmoon-blog]

Ohh, are you going to cry? Then I might just watch you and ignore the movie. Even though that might make me even more sad to see you cry.

[themissmoon-blog]

What's so wrong about not wanting to see a movie I know is going to make me cry my eyes out?

[themissmoon-blog]

@th3o: @princesslily awh like a friendship date

@princesslily: @th3o we can get matching bracelets and everything! i heard of you say it's your birthday they give you a fancy hat

[themissmoon-blog]

@th3o: @princesslily yes please

@princesslily: @th3o we should go try out that new fancy ice cream parlor ♡ my treat