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“Well I certainly know that I let you be right when the moment calls for it but this, this is not one of them. You don’t taint the popcorn, neither the M&M’s merely for theater watching laziness.” Logan chuckled pulling up the mug of coffee to is lips. The warmth filled in all the gaps that Rosie had left behind. She was a lost cause at this point and even if she weren’t, he had put her behind him. The only woman he’d ever seen himself was right in front of him and he would not give up the chance to be with her now that he could see the light. Logan had let his two favorite women in his life aside from his daughter skirmish with one another but now he was free of Rosie’s constant shackles. Logan shook his head, “Yes I have half a mind to take Jules away from here all together. But I never could figure out how to really leave this place.” Her smile could light up a room like no other. Throughout his marriage the man could be caught stealing glances at it for a blissful escape into what could’ve been. And now it was here. “Well thank goodness we all have you.” Logan tipped his head back toward her. “Maise and Tyler huh. Well not exactly something I saw coming but also he’s kind of a perfect cover for her.” His head cocked with a widened eye. “What’s sucking the most, mmm?”

"You don’t have to spare your own feelings by saying that, Lo. You don’t let me be right, I am right. How is that tainting the popcorn! It’s enhancing it! Salty and sweet all at the same time, cuts the fumbling time! You know my motto,” she leaned forward on her elbows. “Work smarter not harder. You burn out that way,” Marley settled back into the cushions, kicking her feet up. Everything inside of her screamed to tidy up the living room but this was how Logan and Jules liked it. A humble disarray of beautiful life. The pang of regret rang through her. If only she knew earlier on that her career would eclipse her desires to be a mother. “I mean Florida is nice? I would miss the hell out of you two but I get it. We all have to fly from the coop to know if it’s where we’re supposed to be.” Marley rolled her eyes. “I just happened to be only one with a medical license in the room but if there were another doctor, everyone would have been fine without me.” The rolling burn of Maisie’s white lie seared her skin. “I mean if anyone can amuse her it would be him. I am not even mad that it’s him but that they didn’t tell me. Am I that big of a baby or a villain that they I’d overreact?” 

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Chloe frowned, pushing her lip out in a pout when he didn’t answer her question about what had brought him out into the storm. She thought she’d heard that everyone was meeting at Karen’s. Chloe had been planning to make her way over there but maybe a part of her wanted to scare her brothers a bit in a very sadistic sort of way. “Looks like I did!” She grinned. This was no where near who Chloe normally was but maybe Matt could get a little flavor of a different Chloe because, what the hell right? Chloe nodded handing it him as she pulled the warm jacket up over her shoulders. With a content sigh, Chloe’s eyes turned back towards the storm. “You never answered my question Matt.”

Matt gingerly held onto the bottom praying that the flashing red and blue merging lights wouldn’t flag them down. Driving under a state of emergency was one thing; driving under the assumption that one is also drunk would be detrimental to his future plans. He snuck a couple glances at her before allowing them to drift back to the muddled middle line that divided the street. Even in the assault of blurred droplets, the predominant canary yellow brightened up the void against the obsidian asphalt.   He didn’t know why he decided to flee from the populated area of Karen’s. Maybe it was to get away from the prying eyes that wished nothing but bad fortune on the outsider. 

“Karen’s seemed a little too cramped for me,” he mumbled. His father’s status as mayor didn’t help his son’s isolation. Especially not when he had lived so far removed from the town; he missed Italy and his mother. “So, thought swimming home drunk as a skunk was the best plan?” 

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Chloe Ellen was certainly searching for cover in the madness of the storm that had bloomed in the skies over a matter of minutes. It was gorgeous though. And a part of her just wanted to get lost in it for a little bit. She wanted to believe Parkers were survivors, but how could she really say that. Ha, she couldn’t. Still, she wouldn’t let the world take her away. 

Her eyes squinted when she heard a voice suddenly, knowing right then the jig was up. She noticed it was that Matthew jock boy from high school. Chloe puddle jumped her way to the passenger seat of his car, letting herself in as she hugged the bottle of Jack to her chest, coiling in for some warmth now that she was no longer being poured on. “Looking for cover, ha. You?” Her head lolled back and forth in her drunken state as she watched him with wonder.

Chloe Ellen Parker. 

I should have known...

Matthew braced himself for the rushing blow of chaos that rattled between her joints. Tree Hill was small enough to become fully acquainted with the lives of a stranger. Could she even be considered a stranger when he pined over her since he moved here? Breathing in deeply, his knuckles tensed at the wheel. The wind whipped angrily once the door propped open and she slipped on in. The scent of booze rolled off her in excess but he kept composed. “Looks like you found it...” his voice hardly above a whisper. Matthew eased onto the break, putting his ‘65 mustang into park, to shrug off the heavy material of his jean jacket. “Put it on. I’ll hold your friend jack for a second so you can..” and not spill it all over my car. 

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“Marls man, you gotta cool it now.” Logan laughed. “I’m telling you that you are definitely wrong and I am right. This is just how its always been.” He shrugged with a light chuckle, joking the Saturday away with Marley. Balancing his life out had become and odd phenomenon these days. Where one part of him felt badly that he was relishing in time away from Rosie, merely because he liked to escape the woes of the world in his friendship with Marley, but still, there was this weird sense of guilt that came with it. He couldn’t deny the feelings that fluttered through him whenever she’d been around. It wasn’t like he’d forgotten when she’d gone off to college by any means but shit had happened. There were no regrets to be had there, except those few tweaks to his soul where he wondered what it would’ve been like if he’d just waited for Marley like he’d promised to himself all those years ago. For now though, he was just happy to be beside her. “So how was getting through that storm during Burning Boat? Crazy stuff out there. You make it out okay?”

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“Never. I am always right! You totally hit your head,” she cocked her head to the side with a slow blossoming grin. “Popcorn is best served with M&M’s and butter together. Not separate because what’s the point of complicating the viewing experience with sorting around your junk pile? It’s silly.” Marley settled into the rolling warmth of the couch, her bones aching from the last sixteen hours spent on her feet. Sure she could be anywhere right now but no place seemed better than right here with Logan. There was something charming about the scattering of toys and his array of juice available. For a while, she had forgotten the beauty of their little scarred bubble. Rosie never really liked her; the feeling had been mutual. “It was a normal evening for us, you know that. All the chaos because no listened but no one was seriously hurt. I stitched a few foreheads but I’d say it was a success. I’m glad that you two were safe.” She bowed her head. “Found out my sister is sleeping with Tyler...and that kinda sucks for a variety of reasons.” 

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The pounding sounds of the rain s m a s h i n g down against the hood of his car soothed his restlessness. Charcoal colored skies muted the colorful back lit foliage with its melancholy filter. Yet, in the whirling chaos, he found peace. Matthew watched the roads begin to thin out, no longer met with the metallic glint of lightening off the distant chrome finishes.  He slowed the tread of his own wheels to observe the bopping silhouette in the distance. Soft curves and wild locks pasted down against the angelic glow of her skin. She’s nuts. His thoughts weighed down the beautiful symbolism of her marching protest against the elements.

Matt scowled at the wetness that rolled down his forearm as his window disappeared into the door. “What in the hell are you doing,” he called out gently not to scare her.

[stydixa]

Love Rosie (2014) Dir. Christian Ditter

[mrandmrskarev]

“Sometimes two people have to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together.” ♡

[requested by anonymous]

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“Ah!” She squealed brightly, jumping up to pull him into a hug. “I knew you could do it AJ! That’s amazing! Well how do you want to celebrate?” She asked as she pulled back, eyes bright with such excitement for his success. “My mom would say, okay Alice, now you get one treat.” She joked.

“Milkshakes and fries...hell we’ll make it cheese fries.” AJ lifted her off the ground, turning in pure glee. “Like a dog?” His brow kinked at the joke; it bothered him slightly. “My success is your success so you get more than one treat.”

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“I knew you would AJ. You’re smart.” She neared closer to him, leaning up towards his face where she placed a kiss upon his cheek. “How about we go to Charlotte and catch a concert..” She pulled two tickets from her purse, flashing a band he’d mentioned in passing long ago. 

“I wouldn’t go that far but I’ll take it.” AJ wrapped his arm around her waist, his forehead pressed to the crook of her neck. “Charlotte? The Clash reunion was sold out...” the words tapered with the sight of the tickets that were tucked between her fingers. “Paige no way!” He gingerly took them from her to expect the validity of the gift. “You really shouldn’t have but holy shit.”

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“I PASSED SPANISH!” AJ exclaimed with a giddy pep in his step. It took a couple days for him to shake the holiday haze off to actually check his grades. “Where are we celebrating?”

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Text: Alexander Jonas

AJ: I have a feeling you're mad.

Paige: I'm not mad AJ. You are who you are and I like you for that.

AJ: And who am I?

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Seth’s eyebrows raised. “You’re not a screw up.” He brushed his thumb along his lips, getting lost in his thoughts for a moment. He’d never managed to open up his heart to anyone, despite how much he longed to do exactly that. It was fucked up, but he was as stubborn as they came. “We are the cool ones because no one can ever shake the burden.” He shook his head. “He’s pretty busy these days. I don’t need him worrying about me in Tree Hill while he follows his dreams.” Seth longed to visit him, but felt to afraid of what might come of such a visit. “And more reasons to hate the world and yourself. It makes you stronger in some ways, but weaker in others. You forget that.” He chided. Seth didn’t want to come down hard on her, but he saw her world differently and she needed a big brothers perspective more than most. Seth’s teeth ground together, “Well what did he say to you?” The prospect of Adam getting inside her head again left him uneasy, but at least he wouldn’t be bored. That was for damn sure. 

“Yes I am, Seth. You baby me,” she shot back. Chelsea knew that since the moment she came into his life, Seth did everything in his power to protect her. She loved him for his devotion but he needed to realistic with his truths. She knew herself well enough by know. “You’re right, you’re right. We also got all the good looks,” she beamed with a wink. “You should call him, Seth. I know he misses you and that you miss him. He’s probably more worried that you haven’t called. Hell, if you won’t call him, I will.” Chelsea leaned over to make a grab for his cellphone. “The world gives me many reason to hate it thank you very much.” Seth made a good point. All the man that walked through the door took a piece of her. After a while, there wasn’t much left to her and she couldn’t help but hate being so vulnerable. She squeezed her eyes together knowing the lecture she was about to get. “He wanted to know how I was. I was going to tell him where to shove it but than he asked if we could get coffee and I said sure.” Chelsea bowed her head. “Don’t say it, okay?”

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Text: Alexander Jonas

Paige: Sounds like that was exactly what you needed.

Paige: I know it's okay.

Paige: Good luck with your test.

AJ: I have a feeling you're mad.

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Text: Alexander Jonas

Paige: I'm really glad to hear that. What brought you there?

Paige: Well you're the relationship expert here but aren't you supposed to bother me about that stuff so we can support each other?

Paige: Well I want to see you too. But I'm only in the mood to see you and I'm sorry if that makes me a horribly selfish person but I don't have the energy to do anything but snuggle with you and do flashcards.

AJ: Honesty and a guitar.

AJ: I'm not a relationship expert but I know you've been trying to adjust. I didn't want to fuck that up.

AJ: I can't send her away, Paige.

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“One that believes that you’ll pass–obviously!” She knew that he was teasing her whilst procrastinating. It wouldn’t help him though, which was a goal she meant to tackle. AJ needed this grade; it was as simple as that. “No tricks! You just need to stop making me laugh and put your nose in the darn book!” But her tone gave way to how serious she felt about helping him. Alice did her best to press her lips together, but trying to keep from laughing only made her laugh all the harder. “I’m trying but you won’t let me and you know it!” She batted it away with the outside of the book before gasping, “AJ! That’s terrible oh my gosh!” But her smile once more, left her words with little weight. “No, no cakes. Bribery doesn’t work, doing the work does. Now stop it and open your book to chapter four–now Greene.” She spoke the final words through gritted teeth, trying to regain control of the situation, though the smile remained.

“That’s not going to help!” AJ knew he should be reading the textbook and try to be productive. The thought of having to memorize all the verbs and their tenses made him less and less inclined to focus. There were moments in life when you just knew that the end was near; the end of this term would come with a big fat ‘F’ if he didn’t at least try to focus. It just seemed so long since they had a good time. “I am! It’s not my fault I am this funny. It’s a gift!” AJ lifted brow and peered over he edge of his book. Her laughter sounded so beautiful to his ears; it seemed like forever ago that he had the luxury of a real one. “Oh really? I think I’d make a fine sex slave,” he scoffed before tossing the book back onto the bed. He rushed to her side and begun to tickle her. “My almighty tutor can’t boss me around when she’s so vulnerable to a tickle attack, HA HA.”

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Text: Alexander Jonas

Paige: No I just mean that the subject of it was mundane. How are things with Fritz lately?

Paige: How come you never mentioned it? You know that I've been speaking Spanish my entire life right?

Paige: It's okay, I've got a date with ice cream. I'll be fine. You guys probably have a system and I don't want to mess that up.

AJ: OH. Things are good. I think that we're finally in a better place. A healthy one.

AJ: I didn't want to bother you.

AJ: Babe, please. Come through I want to see you.

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He smiled, shaking his head once more, “Well you know that I have good reason for doing it don’t you?” He offered, that smile never leaving his lips for even a moment. If she only knew what she was worth to him, she might understand. Their gazes touched for a moment, breathing life into Charlie’s heart as the beat picked up with the mood. Hope gleamed within him, seeing this light in her eyes that she held for his simple soul. It was glorious. “Yes. You’re a smart woman. It’s sexy. But just because you have a point, doesn’t mean you’re always right.” He teased gently, “So then–are you going to tell me what horrible thing has happened that you believe you’ve brought upon yourself?” He struck to the heart of the matter. Slowly but surely, a routine had settled in with them. But the thrill seemed to only just be beginning in some ways. “You what? Well now, consider me entirely intrigued. I have one tomorrow afternoon.” His eyes brightened up, what a surprise. But she was full of them wasn’t she?

“I do but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.” Chelsea didn’t understand why he wasted his time on someone like her. She was broken beyond repair; just a collection of frayed edges and broken shard of a person. Chelsea accepted the reality that she wouldn’t be like all the other girl’s with their perfect little future. She just wasn’t. Charlie made her feel less broken like the weight of the world hadn’t turned her bones into dust; but it was a perfect illusion because women like never won. Chelsea fiddled with the wires, connecting the conductors with glee. “Are you saying you’re in the business to proving me wrong?” She leaned over her work to catch his lips again; a gentle anchor to keep her posted to the ground. “You ever try to close a chapter of a story but it won’t budge? Someone I used to know has re-entered and it’s just dredging a lot of shit I don’t want to deal with.” Chelsea looked back at him with a budding smile. “I created a program algorithm that calculates the probability of risk in a situation. Thought it would be helpful when struggling with hard medical decisions before having to entertain them on the table. It’s still young in it’s stages but why not test it on my doctor..”