Minefield

She hadn’t asked out of fear. Even when she’d heard what happened, she’d never been afraid of him. She’d asked to see if something had changed. She hadn’t known him before Atticus, but she could assumed there had been a time when he would have said yes. Ansley smiled, leaning forward quick to gingerly press a kiss to Tyler’s cheek. “You’re good, I hope you know that. I’d trust you with my life,” Ansley said quietly.

#kissansley #i think i just drowned in my tears

He hadn’t expected that. He had never thought she, or anyone for that matter, would do that. He was speechless for a moment, just staring at her and trying to process what happened. Slowly comin back, he felt his lips pull into a slight smile. “I know. I’d never hurt anyone I care for. I’d never hurt you.”

“Do you happen to know what Tessa Costello’s favourite animal is?”

“Sadly I don’t, but there’s surely someone around who knows that.”

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#meme #tis looks like fun #also going to replies now

Carolina || Aidan

Ansley turned to look away from Tyler, a brief moment to smile. At least it mattered to someone. She looked back to Tyler, reaching over with her small hand to brush Tyler’s hair back a bit. “I think most people are like that…” Ansley whispered quietly, bringing her hand back and sighing. “Hey Tyler… if it were me, your target or whatever you call them, would you do it?” she asked, voice still a quiet whisper. “No bullshit, be honest.”

#kissansley #i'm getting emotional

For a moment he was brought back to that time when he was still a kid. When he was still in that family and his mother would sing him to sleep. But her question brought him back to reality, back to how all that ended and lead him to where he was now. His turned to look in the other direction. While he knew what he wanted to say and do, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to. “No.” He finally replied before looking at her again. “I’d run away before, hide somewhere, not be found or heard of again. I wouldn’t be able to do that.”

“Well, my first course of action was going to be to leave a dead animal in her bed.”

“That’s a better idea. Leave the lifelss body of her favorte animal there, it’s cruel. I love that.”

“A slow process,” she hardly explained, proceeding to pick at her nails. “We’ll make her think she’s going mad.”

“And where do I come in this plan? Make her believe I’ll brutally slash her throat if she doesn’t join?” He was joking, but that was also something he would do if asked to.

#bellercse #murder tw

“I don’t think talking about it will really help,” Ansley said softly. “And whatever I have to say doesn’t really matter.” She moved to lay on her side, head in her hand as her arm propped her up. “I wanna know what’s going on in your mind.”

“It matters to me. If it can help you.” His head turned in her direction. He feared if he was to move copletely, he’d just bring more pain and aching. “I don’t know what’s going on there anymore. Half of the time, I’m not even sure I know what I’m doing.”

#kissansley

bellercse:

> “Bitch won’t join the squad,” she said, half-paying-attention to the conversation as she fiddled with her phone.·“We’re going to have to destroy her.”

“Destroy her?” His eyebrow raised, staring at her, question marks visible in his eyes.·“How exactly do you plan on destroying her that requires my help in the middle of the night?”

Was she weird for being so paranoid about the future? For being so uncertain about if she was destined to do anything at all? “I wish I could do that… Just wait and see what happens.” Ansley moved a hand up to rub at her eyes, trying to drive away the tears. She was tired of crying. “I never used to be this way. Not since I lost the baby. I realized a lot when I lost the baby…”

#kissansley #poor ansley too :(

He hated to see her like this. Where was the Ansley who was always trying to cheer him up? And why wasn’t he able to do the same for her when she needed it? “It’s not like there’s anything I can do about it.” His mind was racing, trying to find what people usually did in those moment, what she would do in those moments. “Wanna... talk about it? Or I don’t know... Do something to change your mind?”

#ooc #atticusooc

“I would have told some funny elaborate story. Went up on a tightrope with an elephant and things went a little wrong,” Ansley giggled, for once having a real smile. “Be careful what you say. I could just dump all my problems on you and you’ll have to sit through every second of it.” She laughed again before she moved to lay down, staring up at the top of the ceiling. “You know when I was little, all I ever dreamed about was going to college, being really smart. That’s it. I’ve never thought about what happens after college. Have you? Is there something you want when you graduate?”

#kissansley #he's a problematic everything

“What I said wasn’t far from the truth, not exactly credible though. But definitely more than what you could’ve came up with.” Seeing her smile was making him happy. He didn’t want anyone to worry over him like that, even if the atttention could be appreciated at times. “That sounds painful. I don’t think I’d survive that.” His eyes moved up at the ceiling. Graduation was coming, and he had no idea what would happen then. Probably continue farther in his studies or find a job. Work undercover, that’s what the boss wanted. “I don’t know yet. I’ll see later.”

Seeing Tyler reminded Ansley of when she was in the hospital; not a very comforting thought. “At least you’re a bit better,” Ansley mumbled, fiddling with a loose strand from her jacket. She wished she could help him feel better somehow. “You need some rest. I think when you sleep your body heals faster. At least, that’s what my mom used to say. Not really medically or scientifically sound… I’m rambling, sorry.”

“You have no idea what lie Ive had to told at the hospital. Still sure they don’t believe me, but at least they treated me.” While he could have just told part of the truth, he didn’t want to cause any trouble to anyone, even if he was sure they could easily find their way out of it. “It’s okay. Anything you want to say, just say it. I won’t judge you or anything."

#kissansley

“Wow, you look like a bruised apple,” she mumbled, continuing to poke at him despite his plea for her to stop. “There’s something we must take care of.”

Resigning to the fact she wouldn’t stop, he tried his best to just ignore the pain. He couldn’t guess what she wanted, but it had to be something important to come disturb him like that. “What’s it? Really can’t wait?”

esconnor

Jesse couldn’t sleep so he stumbled into the nearest tent for some company. He stopped poking the man for attention and flashed him an apologetic smile “Sorry, just wanted to make sure you were awake,” he said “Because I can’t sleep and this place is scary at night. Do you wanna hang? We could play a game.”

cmilic-deactivated20181222

In his point of view, it was obviously someone in his state would be awake right away at being poken even once. But maybe not everyone realized that until they lived it. “Well, I am now.” He replied, not exactly cold, but clearly a little grumpy. “What kind of game? I don’t mind scaring away the monsters but I’m no really prone to moving right now.”

#jesseharris

Emilie sat cross-legged in the tent, her breaths heavy and taxing. “I’m terribly sorry - it’s just, there’s someone that I’m not particularly fond of our there and this was the first tent to appear so here I am! Invading your privacy and crashing a perfectly good sleep. Sorry ‘bout all of it…I’ll be, uhm - on my way in just a second.”