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Dan Stark
Dan could tell Max was very upset and didn't really know what to say to make the situation better without an explanation from Max. He just sipped his coffee until Max grabbed paper and a pen and wrote it. He waited until Max was done writing before he took the pen back and wrote his part of the note, "don't apologize, I'm just happy to see you not in grippy socks. I'm sorry that that happened though." He gave a small smile then continued, "I kinda guessed? But I didn't want to say anything to make you uncomfortable in case you weren't... Don't worry about it, I am too." He put the pen down then watched as Max stood up.
It took him a moment to put together what Max said then nodded and signed back, "I'm down." Dan sort of felt bad for not working harder on learning more sign language for Max but between being stuck at home and being stuck in the hospital, Dan didn't even have time for school learning let alone learning for his friend. Standing up, he placed his bag on Max's bed. He never really drank, besides the few times he was invited to a party out of pity, but he didn't want to disappoint Max by driving out this far just to be super lame. "Your parents let you drink... water?" He signed, not realizing that he signed water instead of alcohol.
Opening up his backpack he grabbed his wind breaker to layer over top of his sweater then drank up the rest of his coffee. This Max was so much more different than hospital Max and he was a little excited about it. They were only really used to seeing the vulnerable side of each other. He wasn't sure if Max was being this way though because he was sad. Zipping it up, he slipped his phone into his front pocket, "I'm excited to meet your friend." He said with a small comforting smile despite him actually being nervous. People had a tendency to not like him.
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Dan could tell Max was very upset and didn't really know what to say to make the situation better without an explanation from Max. He just sipped his coffee until Max grabbed paper and a pen and wrote it. He waited until Max was done writing before he took the pen back and wrote his part of the note, "don't apologize, I'm just happy to see you not in grippy socks. I'm sorry that that happened though." He gave a small smile then continued, "I kinda guessed? But I didn't want to say anything to make you uncomfortable in case you weren't... Don't worry about it, I am too." He put the pen down then watched as Max stood up.
It took him a moment to put together what Max said then nodded and signed back, "I'm down." Dan sort of felt bad for not working harder on learning more sign language for Max but between being stuck at home and being stuck in the hospital, Dan didn't even have time for school learning let alone learning for his friend. Standing up, he placed his bag on Max's bed. He never really drank, besides the few times he was invited to a party out of pity, but he didn't want to disappoint Max by driving out this far just to be super lame. "Your parents let you drink... water?" He signed, not realizing that he signed water instead of alcohol.
Opening up his backpack he grabbed his wind breaker to layer over top of his sweater then drank up the rest of his coffee. This Max was so much more different than hospital Max and he was a little excited about it. They were only really used to seeing the vulnerable side of each other. He wasn't sure if Max was being this way though because he was sad. Zipping it up, he slipped his phone into his front pocket, "I'm excited to meet your friend." He said with a small comforting smile despite him actually being nervous. People had a tendency to not like him.
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Bristol Ricci
It was nice to have Hudson sitting next to her and as he spoke, she let her hand slide into his to give him a reassuring squeeze. It didn’t matter what Hudson was grateful for because her father said to be grateful for anything is a blessing. A life to live is a life to have things to be grateful for and she had never been told that someone was grateful for her besides her dad. It may have seemed small to him; she could see it in his smile but to her it meant so much more. To have someone else be grateful for her was a monumental experience for Bri. Someone who maybe didn’t want to leave her after only knowing her for a few months. Maybe, just maybe he could be someone she could feel safe around, comfortable maybe. Someone where she didn’t have to worry about every small thing she did or said or didn’t say. Maybe for once her brain could let her be at peace with a friend.
Hudson had gotten up to wash his plate, but Bri had grabbed hers and her fathers, not letting him help her with her set of dishes. He was a guest, and she would not let him do any extra work like cleaning dishes. That was what the dishwasher would help with. She listened in as he spoke to her father about his father. Bri really didn’t know much about her dad’s business life, so she hadn’t really known or heard much about Hudson’s father.
Her dad was silent for a moment, “We worked together once, many years ago. You and Bri were very young back then.” Bri scrunched her face why had she never mentioned anything to her? “I am not a man who particularly agrees with our mayor, and it has led to some disagreements between myself and your father. He is a great man at his job, but we do not always agree on how to handle matters when it comes to the political problems of this town when they require lawyers.” Was her father protecting her? Why did she always feel so lost about everyone and everything in this town?
She quietly made her way back to the table, not sure what to make of Hudson knowing about her father but her not knowing about his. “There’s apple pie cooking.” She quietly interrupted her father. His eyes drifted to her, “I bet it’s wonderful, sweetheart.” Why did everything feel so wrong in this conversation? Her father continued speaking with Hudson, “I do hope he and your mother are doing well. And your sister. I heard she was away for a while in California. It must be wonderful to have the whole family together again. Tell me about yourself. Hobbies, goals in life.” Why did it feel like her father was beginning to interview Hudson? She gave her dad a look and he responded back letting her know full well that he needed to know more about the boy that she was spending time with.
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Della Bressett
Della frowned some when Blu didn't say anything about moving in together and kept singing. Biting her lip, she back off some. She and Ev would still move somewhere nicer. Where the people above them wouldn't wake her up with pointless partying. There was a nice condo she had seen with a park in the complex that Everleigh would love. They could move there... But what if Blu hated her now for asking? They'd only been dating a few weeks but she had known and loved Blu for months. She didn't want her stupid question to ruin what they had. What if Blu wasn't feeling the same way?
It wasn't until Blu finished the song then turned to kiss her with a yes. Wrapping her arms around Blu, she kissed the girl again. While they have not yet done the deed, Della was becoming more comfortable with Blu. Moving in together though, made her feel a completely different way than Elliot did when they moved in together. Sure it was just as exciting, but she felt a whole different way for Blu. More love, more passion, and more affection. "You had me scared there." She finally said when she broke the kiss, "these neighbors, they keep waking up Ev at night, and even now when we're having a family dinner all I can hear is them roller blading on the floor and laughing. I want somewhere where Everleigh can have her own space." She told Blu, running her fingers through the girls hair affectionately.
When a timer went off in the kitchen, Della gave Blu one more affectionate kiss before she stood and took the turkey out of the oven. Grabbing plates from the cupboard she moved to set the table. It was much different than when Blu had dinner there before, instead she set her plate up right next to Blu's. Being her regular wine-o self she poured them some wine, Ev some bubbly juice, and dishes the dino nuggets and some veggies for the toddler. "I'm thankful for this... Thankful for you." Della told Blu and took her hand as she watched Everleigh's hand go full throttle to the dino's.
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Della frowned some when Blu didn't say anything about moving in together and kept singing. Biting her lip, she back off some. She and Ev would still move somewhere nicer. Where the people above them wouldn't wake her up with pointless partying. There was a nice condo she had seen with a park in the complex that Everleigh would love. They could move there... But what if Blu hated her now for asking? They'd only been dating a few weeks but she had known and loved Blu for months. She didn't want her stupid question to ruin what they had. What if Blu wasn't feeling the same way?
It wasn't until Blu finished the song then turned to kiss her with a yes. Wrapping her arms around Blu, she kissed the girl again. While they have not yet done the deed, Della was becoming more comfortable with Blu. Moving in together though, made her feel a completely different way than Elliot did when they moved in together. Sure it was just as exciting, but she felt a whole different way for Blu. More love, more passion, and more affection. "You had me scared there." She finally said when she broke the kiss, "these neighbors, they keep waking up Ev at night, and even now when we're having a family dinner all I can hear is them roller blading on the floor and laughing. I want somewhere where Everleigh can have her own space." She told Blu, running her fingers through the girls hair affectionately.
When a timer went off in the kitchen, Della gave Blu one more affectionate kiss before she stood and took the turkey out of the oven. Grabbing plates from the cupboard she moved to set the table. It was much different than when Blu had dinner there before, instead she set her plate up right next to Blu's. Being her regular wine-o self she poured them some wine, Ev some bubbly juice, and dishes the dino nuggets and some veggies for the toddler. "I'm thankful for this... Thankful for you." Della told Blu and took her hand as she watched Everleigh's hand go full throttle to the dino's.
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Hudson Green
Hudson nodded some to her dad when he mentioned he didn't agree with his parents view on the mayor, "yeah... I don't really agree with them liking the mayor either..." He said, trailing off some to think more about his words, "I do appreciate the way they raised me and Odi though, even if she's a little materialistic..." He said with a slight shrug. He did give his parents props for being so open to help Odi with her transition. A lot of parents are different in that sense, he just didn't like how mean and spoilt she was, "I also respect the work you and my father do, or my father did. I don't think I could ever be smart enough for that." He said with a slight not.
He heard Bri chime in about the pie and he could tell she was nervous about her father's interrogation so he gave her a reassuring nod to not worry, that he could handle it. He didn't want to speak too ill of his sister to Bri's dad so he chose not to reply back to that statement. When he did ask about Hudsons hobbies though he got a little excited, "well to be honest, I'm not the best at school... So college isn't really in my mind. I love teaching surf to the tourists though. I also really want to compete in some tournaments, there was one in Hawaii that I missed out on going to this year but I do plan to go next year." He told the man, almost giddy talking about surfing.
"I also want to open a surf shop, I already make and sell boards, I would just like my own space to do it besides a small shed in my parents yard. Painting and glossing them is really fun." The boy stopped talking when he realized he's spoken too much. He did this a lot. Let his thoughts get out of control, talk too much about one thing... "Sorry sir, I just really enjoy the sport..." He told the man, apologizing for his rambling. He didn't want her dad to hate him for talking too much.
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Hudson nodded some to her dad when he mentioned he didn't agree with his parents view on the mayor, "yeah... I don't really agree with them liking the mayor either..." He said, trailing off some to think more about his words, "I do appreciate the way they raised me and Odi though, even if she's a little materialistic..." He said with a slight shrug. He did give his parents props for being so open to help Odi with her transition. A lot of parents are different in that sense, he just didn't like how mean and spoilt she was, "I also respect the work you and my father do, or my father did. I don't think I could ever be smart enough for that." He said with a slight not.
He heard Bri chime in about the pie and he could tell she was nervous about her father's interrogation so he gave her a reassuring nod to not worry, that he could handle it. He didn't want to speak too ill of his sister to Bri's dad so he chose not to reply back to that statement. When he did ask about Hudsons hobbies though he got a little excited, "well to be honest, I'm not the best at school... So college isn't really in my mind. I love teaching surf to the tourists though. I also really want to compete in some tournaments, there was one in Hawaii that I missed out on going to this year but I do plan to go next year." He told the man, almost giddy talking about surfing.
"I also want to open a surf shop, I already make and sell boards, I would just like my own space to do it besides a small shed in my parents yard. Painting and glossing them is really fun." The boy stopped talking when he realized he's spoken too much. He did this a lot. Let his thoughts get out of control, talk too much about one thing... "Sorry sir, I just really enjoy the sport..." He told the man, apologizing for his rambling. He didn't want her dad to hate him for talking too much.
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Della Bressett
Della felt calm and reassured with everything Blu was saying. That they were her home. She didn't picture herself ever finding someone who could put so much care and attention into her and Everleigh. Single mom's weren't exactly what people wanted on the market. With young hot singles who just want fun, someone like Della would need patience and time with both her raising her daughter and balancing a job. Elliot always told her he would be all she could find with how ugly and useless she was but Blu seemed to be proving him wrong. Blu gave her the love she desired.
Her heart melted some when Blu described exactly what she wanted. "Everleigh would die for a puppy." She whispered as to not get the toddlers hopes up, "and her own room, a princess room. All of it. I would too as long as it's with you." Della smiled some. When they were all seated and Della had told Blu what she was thankful for, she listened to what Blu had to say. As the words, 'I love you' came out, Della wanted nothing more than to jump across the table at Blu but held herself back because of Everleigh. Blu had no idea how much those words meant to her and she could feel herself tear up some as she looked to the roof and closed her eyes for a moment.
Finally Della responded, taking Blu's hand tightly, "I love you too Blu." She told her. She had been told she'd never be loved, time and time again. At some points, like when she and Everleigh were hiding in the locked bathroom, or when they got in the car with their things packed, she believed Elliots words. She believed when her parents said she'd never find another man to take care of them like Elliot did. And before Blu, when it was late and she was alone in her thoughts, she had debated on going back to her parents and to Elliot. Ultimately, that wasn't the best choice and she had this woman at the table with her who loves her.
When she was done with dinner and Everleigh was too, she grabbed their plates and put them in the dish washer as well as packed up all the left overs. Everleigh already seemed to be tired from the turkey and food so Della went to wash the girls face then set her up for a nap, which since Halloween and the new noisy neighbors, she'd gotten a small toddler bed for the little girl. It was set up closer to the closet with the room divider between the beds. She figured it be best with her relationship. Plus, Everleigh needed to get used to her own bed for her own room soon. Putting on the little CD player beside the bed, which was now necessary to drown out the new neighbors, it didn't take long for the little one to sleep.
Going back to the dining room, she cleaned up whatever else she needed to and sat down. It wasn't late yet, so she knew the nap would be good to avoid a grumpy toddler. "Sorry I got emotional earlier... he told me I'd never be loved. So it meant a lot." She told Blu, pulling in her girlfriend to cuddle, "you have no idea how much it meant to me." She told Blu, kissing the top of the girls head. It was moments like these, with Blu in her arms, where she knew she was home wherever Blu was.
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Della felt calm and reassured with everything Blu was saying. That they were her home. She didn't picture herself ever finding someone who could put so much care and attention into her and Everleigh. Single mom's weren't exactly what people wanted on the market. With young hot singles who just want fun, someone like Della would need patience and time with both her raising her daughter and balancing a job. Elliot always told her he would be all she could find with how ugly and useless she was but Blu seemed to be proving him wrong. Blu gave her the love she desired.
Her heart melted some when Blu described exactly what she wanted. "Everleigh would die for a puppy." She whispered as to not get the toddlers hopes up, "and her own room, a princess room. All of it. I would too as long as it's with you." Della smiled some. When they were all seated and Della had told Blu what she was thankful for, she listened to what Blu had to say. As the words, 'I love you' came out, Della wanted nothing more than to jump across the table at Blu but held herself back because of Everleigh. Blu had no idea how much those words meant to her and she could feel herself tear up some as she looked to the roof and closed her eyes for a moment.
Finally Della responded, taking Blu's hand tightly, "I love you too Blu." She told her. She had been told she'd never be loved, time and time again. At some points, like when she and Everleigh were hiding in the locked bathroom, or when they got in the car with their things packed, she believed Elliots words. She believed when her parents said she'd never find another man to take care of them like Elliot did. And before Blu, when it was late and she was alone in her thoughts, she had debated on going back to her parents and to Elliot. Ultimately, that wasn't the best choice and she had this woman at the table with her who loves her.
When she was done with dinner and Everleigh was too, she grabbed their plates and put them in the dish washer as well as packed up all the left overs. Everleigh already seemed to be tired from the turkey and food so Della went to wash the girls face then set her up for a nap, which since Halloween and the new noisy neighbors, she'd gotten a small toddler bed for the little girl. It was set up closer to the closet with the room divider between the beds. She figured it be best with her relationship. Plus, Everleigh needed to get used to her own bed for her own room soon. Putting on the little CD player beside the bed, which was now necessary to drown out the new neighbors, it didn't take long for the little one to sleep.
Going back to the dining room, she cleaned up whatever else she needed to and sat down. It wasn't late yet, so she knew the nap would be good to avoid a grumpy toddler. "Sorry I got emotional earlier... he told me I'd never be loved. So it meant a lot." She told Blu, pulling in her girlfriend to cuddle, "you have no idea how much it meant to me." She told Blu, kissing the top of the girls head. It was moments like these, with Blu in her arms, where she knew she was home wherever Blu was.
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Bristol Ricci
Bri let herself listen quietly as Hudson spoke about his hopes for opening up a surf shop and she had absolutely no idea what she wanted to do in the future. Everything felt so bleak and empty when the future was brought up. How could she begin to have plans like that? As he continued to speak she could see her dad was listening carefully taking in every word that Hudson spoke, sizing up if the plans were feasible. But then Hudson stopped talking abruptly and apologized, which put confusion on Bri’s face. Calvin on the other hand knew and took a moment to make sure he didn’t phrase anything wrong, “It is wonderful to have a passion and you seem to know much about surfing. More than I know. Smarts don’t always come from what we learn in a controlled academic environment, it comes by what brings us joy.”
Joy, that one word, it was so easy but what brought Bristol joy? Juni kept making her feel like she was ruining joy for Hudson, Hudson seemed like he was happy about everything, and all she did was stay silent. She could sense the change in Hudson as he relaxed because her father was a patient man. When her father clapped his hands together Bri looked up, “Now tell me, what have the two of you been up to.” Bri froze in trying to explain what they had been doing, “You two have been spending a lot of time together, and the backyard is not a private place for nosy fathers.” The embarrassment of her father and he only chuckled, “Come now, Bri. I was young once too.” God could kill her now.
She didn’t need to know about her father’s past, “Skateboarding.” She blurted out. A surprised looked appeared on her father’s face, “Are you enjoying that?” he asked her, his voice a little softer and Bri nodded, “Tell me about it.” He always wanted to know but the look he gave when he looked at the two of them was one that only a parent would fully understand. His daughter was growing up.
The silence hung for a moment, “Hudson, was walking me back on Halloween because I went to meet with Henri, so I saw his skateboard and he started teaching me. Between my studies and classes, Hudson has been helping me learn. I can actually stand and push off on my own. I still struggle with turning, but I can stand on my own now. He is really patient with me.” Bri looked over at Hudson a smile on her face, he was patient and even though Juni made it seem like he wouldn’t be, Hudson had given her no reason to doubt his patience.
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Della Bressett
Della smiled at Blu's constant reassurance. She knew what Blu dealt with, who constant heartbreaks, and the bad people she dated. They were on the same boat of just wanting love and giving love. She listened to the girl ramble about love, adopting Everleigh, and marriage and she couldn't help but smile, "I just asked you to move in, told you I love you, and now you're thinking about marriage and kids." She laughed some, not in a mocking way, but a content way. Elliot never truly wanted a family with love, he wanted property, a trophy wife.
Shifting their positions so Blu was on her back, Della moved to her side and propped herself up on her elbow so she was looking down at Blu, "I want all that too but I just want to enjoy us first. Love, marriage, more love, kids." She told Blu and moved her other hand to the girls cheek before leaning down to give Blu a tender kiss, letting it linger some. When she broke the kiss she studied Blu's face, "I mean, we haven't even gotten the sex thing figured out yet either. You've never been with anyone, I've only been with a man, one man." Her tone was caring but also nervous.
While she knew she was very attracted to Blu and sometimes when things were hot she knew she wanted to, Della was just scared that Blu wouldn't like the experience or that their passion didn't match. Sex needed to be passionate, good, all of that for a relationship to work for a long time. Compatibility became something important for Della after her experience with Elliot. With him there was no romance, no passion. He got bored of her and became unattracted to her after she had Everleigh. Even when she lost the mom weight he still said, 'you're body is ruined for me'. She didn't ever want Blu to think of her that way.
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Della smiled at Blu's constant reassurance. She knew what Blu dealt with, who constant heartbreaks, and the bad people she dated. They were on the same boat of just wanting love and giving love. She listened to the girl ramble about love, adopting Everleigh, and marriage and she couldn't help but smile, "I just asked you to move in, told you I love you, and now you're thinking about marriage and kids." She laughed some, not in a mocking way, but a content way. Elliot never truly wanted a family with love, he wanted property, a trophy wife.
Shifting their positions so Blu was on her back, Della moved to her side and propped herself up on her elbow so she was looking down at Blu, "I want all that too but I just want to enjoy us first. Love, marriage, more love, kids." She told Blu and moved her other hand to the girls cheek before leaning down to give Blu a tender kiss, letting it linger some. When she broke the kiss she studied Blu's face, "I mean, we haven't even gotten the sex thing figured out yet either. You've never been with anyone, I've only been with a man, one man." Her tone was caring but also nervous.
While she knew she was very attracted to Blu and sometimes when things were hot she knew she wanted to, Della was just scared that Blu wouldn't like the experience or that their passion didn't match. Sex needed to be passionate, good, all of that for a relationship to work for a long time. Compatibility became something important for Della after her experience with Elliot. With him there was no romance, no passion. He got bored of her and became unattracted to her after she had Everleigh. Even when she lost the mom weight he still said, 'you're body is ruined for me'. She didn't ever want Blu to think of her that way.
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Hudson Green
Hudson smiled brightly when her dad didn't scold him for not wanting to go to college. He got a lot of scolding from everyone, even strangers, it never came as a surprise to him when people did now either. However it did surprise him when people didn't scold him for it. The society today expects young people to grow up, go to school, make good money, and more than likely be miserable. Hudson just didn't want any of that. He didn't need money or smarts to be happy. He just needed a board, a wave, and now Bristol.
When her father brought up the back yard not being private Hudson felt his face redden and he looked down, unsure of what excuse he could come up with, 'sorry sir idk what you saw but our faces were just hugging' wasn't one he could exactly say out loud. "Oh I uhm." He stuttered until Bri told him she was learning to skateboard, "yeah! She's uh, she's getting really good at it. I would say surfing is better to learn but the waves are too cold now." He rambled again to avoid talking about what went on in the backyard to her father.
When he saw Max's SOS for booze he finally looked at the two of them, "well I best be going, it was very nice to meet you Mr. Ricci. Thank you for having me over for this holiday." He stood and shook her dad's hand again then looked to Bri and motioned for her to follow. Once outside he stepped to the side of the door between the window and door so her dad couldn't see and wrapped his arms around her. This hug was a lot more different than the others before. Before he kept his hugs friendly, this hug showed he truly did like her. Pulling away some the boy leaned down to kiss the girl one more time. He let it linger for a moment, "text me to hang out whenever okay? And don't let Juni get in your head." He said when he pulled away. With one more quick peck on her lips he stepped away and went down the stairs to grab his board from the grass.
Before long he found himself at the convenience store, looking for a not so gross kind of tequila, got some beers, then picked out snacks and water so Max and his friends wouldn't completely die. His fake I.D. never failed him and once outside, he put the alcohol in his backpack and started toward the beach. One he was there he walked across the sand to a bigger boulder that sat somewhat near the edge of the beach line and sat on top of it, sending Max a quick text that he was there. He didn't mind if he had to wait though, he enjoyed being anywhere that wasn't home.
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Hudson smiled brightly when her dad didn't scold him for not wanting to go to college. He got a lot of scolding from everyone, even strangers, it never came as a surprise to him when people did now either. However it did surprise him when people didn't scold him for it. The society today expects young people to grow up, go to school, make good money, and more than likely be miserable. Hudson just didn't want any of that. He didn't need money or smarts to be happy. He just needed a board, a wave, and now Bristol.
When her father brought up the back yard not being private Hudson felt his face redden and he looked down, unsure of what excuse he could come up with, 'sorry sir idk what you saw but our faces were just hugging' wasn't one he could exactly say out loud. "Oh I uhm." He stuttered until Bri told him she was learning to skateboard, "yeah! She's uh, she's getting really good at it. I would say surfing is better to learn but the waves are too cold now." He rambled again to avoid talking about what went on in the backyard to her father.
When he saw Max's SOS for booze he finally looked at the two of them, "well I best be going, it was very nice to meet you Mr. Ricci. Thank you for having me over for this holiday." He stood and shook her dad's hand again then looked to Bri and motioned for her to follow. Once outside he stepped to the side of the door between the window and door so her dad couldn't see and wrapped his arms around her. This hug was a lot more different than the others before. Before he kept his hugs friendly, this hug showed he truly did like her. Pulling away some the boy leaned down to kiss the girl one more time. He let it linger for a moment, "text me to hang out whenever okay? And don't let Juni get in your head." He said when he pulled away. With one more quick peck on her lips he stepped away and went down the stairs to grab his board from the grass.
Before long he found himself at the convenience store, looking for a not so gross kind of tequila, got some beers, then picked out snacks and water so Max and his friends wouldn't completely die. His fake I.D. never failed him and once outside, he put the alcohol in his backpack and started toward the beach. One he was there he walked across the sand to a bigger boulder that sat somewhat near the edge of the beach line and sat on top of it, sending Max a quick text that he was there. He didn't mind if he had to wait though, he enjoyed being anywhere that wasn't home.
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Sometimes people don’t break at first, they crack and leak out the love that consumed them, and the love is replaced with pain, self-hatred, self-pity, a deep ugliness that can’t be cleaned easily. An ugly that can’t be seen by all but can be felt in the thoughts directed at oneself, and Tatum felt every direct attack against herself. Her hand clenched her phone as she kept reading Ryker’s words over and over, she had expected too much. She had put too much and misread everything; she was exactly what she believed. No one could love an ex-addict, love wasn’t something she could ever attain with her history, she was too much, the baggage too much, the expectations too much. She was too much. Over and over the words too much played in Tatum’s brain a taunt to remind her that she was deserving of nothing, and she had brought this all on herself. She had made the choices, made the assumptions, got her own hopes up, how could she ever let herself be so stupid for thinking Ryker would have seen the arrangement as anything more than sex, causal sex.
She had let herself be used in the name of what she thought was love, spent more time than necessary because she wore rose-colored glasses, every ounce of her had convinced her that she was with the person that was her better half. She had managed to tell herself an elaborate lie and rather than drugs or alcohol, she made that lie her addiction. Tatum would never be healed; she would always be addicted to something and how could she expect anyone to put up with that. The pain it had caused her family and friends, why would she ever think she could willingly convince another to accept the baggage, accept the responsibility that was her?
The reflection of herself was nothing, but a façade, she was a faker and of course everyone could see it. It wasn’t hard to see that she was never going to be the person that her family wanted, but as she wiped her face of tears, cleaning the mascara that had run down, and reapplying the lost makeup, her mask of pretending to be perfect returned. Unlocking the door and back to her family the smile on her face once again so she could enjoy the holidays with her parents, grandparents, aunts, uncle, and cousins. She would make small talk, keep her chin high all while each breath caused more pain to her ever cracking heart.
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As Carson listened to the rambles Ivy, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, “No witch asks their meal to set their own oven, If I had wanted to eat someone it wouldn’t be you. Too short for me.” Carson had to joke back with the young girl, make light of a day where neither of them had real family, and at least try to make the most out of whatever the world was offering them. But truly the joy came when Ivy finally got the oven to start heating which meant that they would most likely get some kind of meal tonight even if it wasn’t perfect. They deserved at least a semi decent meal and worst-case scenario Buffy was preparing them plates because his faith was not in them to do well.
As Carson looked at the recipe card and then ignoring Ivy’s talk of alcohol, she looked at the green veggies, “Which one smells like cilantro?” as she held up two bundles one being parsley and the other being cilantro and she needed to make sure she used parsley in her potatoes. She held the herbs to the girl, “if you lie, we get cilantro potatoes, remember that. You are here so we can attempt some stupid meal on a pointless holiday.” Her eyes narrowed on Ivy so the younger girl knew that Carson wasn’t playing a game this time, she really was trying for the two of them. Her skills at cooking were at zero but so many people were rooting for her to fail that she wanted to prove to herself that she could make a decent meal.
“Once you decide chop it up and put I aside. I have the potatoes boiling to mash them. You can do that if you want, Mildred left recipes to follow, so I don’t think we can do too bad. If we work together.” Carson smiled at the girl, “You do deserve a nice holiday meal, cause as terrible as you are, you are a good kid. I will lie and say I never said this to you. You lie enough so you could cry wolf and I’ll still be free of people thinking I’m soft.” Though she didn’t really care if people found her soft, she did want the best for most people. “Happy Thanksgiving, gremlin. Ruin this one and I’ll make sure next year you’re stuck at your shitty foster care room.” And Carson meant that. She liked Ivy but not enough to let her ruin a holiday she hated to hate it even more.
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Della couldn't help but laugh as Blu said out loud everything she was thinking, "I think you read my mind." She pointed out and moved a finger under Blu's chin to look back at her, "I have experience yes, but with a man. The only experience I have with female... parts, is with myself." She said with a laugh and gave Blu a light kiss. "It'll be a learning curve for both of us. I think we could just take it slow..." She said as she kissed Blu.
The girl still worried that maybe they wouldn't mesh well with good sex but she hoped that they could learn along with each other. But she knew that no matter what happened, she would stick by Blu's side for it all. She just found her, fell in love with her, she didn't want something as small as sex jeopardizing what they've built together, "Blu..." The girl said as she moved a hand to Blu's hair, lightly twisting a strand around her finger, "I am completely in love with you. With you, whenever we try, will be like my first time with a man. Scary but the more you do it, the better it gets right?" She said with a small reassuring smile.
Rolling Blu onto her back and carefully hovering over her, Della began to press little kisses along Blu's neck, "trust me when I say I've never been so scared to want somebody before I met you." She mumbled as she moved her lips to Blu's collar bone, her hand moving to Blu's hip then lightly trailing up under Blu's sweater to the girls ribs. After leaving a few little love marks on Blu's collarbone and neck. With her thumb lightly brushing against the bottom of Blu's breast, Della pulled her lips away from Blu's skin and looked back to the girls face, "I love you and I want this to work with us. We can take it slow, figure out what we like." She then kissed Blu's lips again.
Della was just about to take a little nip at Blu's lip when she heard a familiar little voice at the edge of the bed. Sitting up quickly while simultaneously tugging Blu's shirt down, Della looked to Everleigh who was looking at them with a tilted head and frustrated tone, "walk, to the park. I wanna play at the park." She heard the little girls frustrated demand that her mom hadn't heard her the first time. With her face redder than a tomato she glanced to Blu with a small smile, "another reason for Everleigh to have her own room." She told Blu with a laugh and scooted to the edge of the bed to scoop up the three year old to go get her dressed for the chilly weather.
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Della couldn't help but laugh as Blu said out loud everything she was thinking, "I think you read my mind." She pointed out and moved a finger under Blu's chin to look back at her, "I have experience yes, but with a man. The only experience I have with female... parts, is with myself." She said with a laugh and gave Blu a light kiss. "It'll be a learning curve for both of us. I think we could just take it slow..." She said as she kissed Blu.
The girl still worried that maybe they wouldn't mesh well with good sex but she hoped that they could learn along with each other. But she knew that no matter what happened, she would stick by Blu's side for it all. She just found her, fell in love with her, she didn't want something as small as sex jeopardizing what they've built together, "Blu..." The girl said as she moved a hand to Blu's hair, lightly twisting a strand around her finger, "I am completely in love with you. With you, whenever we try, will be like my first time with a man. Scary but the more you do it, the better it gets right?" She said with a small reassuring smile.
Rolling Blu onto her back and carefully hovering over her, Della began to press little kisses along Blu's neck, "trust me when I say I've never been so scared to want somebody before I met you." She mumbled as she moved her lips to Blu's collar bone, her hand moving to Blu's hip then lightly trailing up under Blu's sweater to the girls ribs. After leaving a few little love marks on Blu's collarbone and neck. With her thumb lightly brushing against the bottom of Blu's breast, Della pulled her lips away from Blu's skin and looked back to the girls face, "I love you and I want this to work with us. We can take it slow, figure out what we like." She then kissed Blu's lips again.
Della was just about to take a little nip at Blu's lip when she heard a familiar little voice at the edge of the bed. Sitting up quickly while simultaneously tugging Blu's shirt down, Della looked to Everleigh who was looking at them with a tilted head and frustrated tone, "walk, to the park. I wanna play at the park." She heard the little girls frustrated demand that her mom hadn't heard her the first time. With her face redder than a tomato she glanced to Blu with a small smile, "another reason for Everleigh to have her own room." She told Blu with a laugh and scooted to the edge of the bed to scoop up the three year old to go get her dressed for the chilly weather.
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Della took Everleigh to her dresser and pulled out a wooly sweater for the kid as well as a beanie. She also helped the toddler into her ugg boots then went to the door to meet Blu. Slipping an arm around Blu's waist she gave Blu a little peck on the lips but was interrupted by Everleigh planting a big smackey kiss on the blue haired girls cheek. With a laugh Della looked at Everleigh who had a goofy smile on her lips, "park!" Was all the girl said and swung her legs which bumped against Della's leg. With an eyeroll, Della took Blu's hand and led them out of the basement suite to Everleigh's stroller outside.
After buckling the toddler in she looked to Blu and smiled, "it's this or the kid leashes." It was always her tradition with Everleigh to stop and get ice cream but now it was too cold for that so when they got to the convenience store Della bought the small girl a little hot chocolate from their cappuccino machine then got both her and Blu a cappuccino. "Usually it's i.c.e.c.r.e.a.m" She said in a whisper and handed Blu her a cup, beginning their way toward the park. Once at the park, Della let Everleigh out of the stroller then put a straw in the hot chocolate so Everleigh could take gentle sips to not burn herself. When the little one was done one sip she handed the cup to Blu then took off toward the jungle gym to start playing.
Hooking an arm through Blu's, Della sat close to the other girl so that their legs were touching, and rested her head on Blu's shoulder. Her and Everleigh had been coming to the park alone for months now. It was always alone, with their ice cream, and silence. The difference now was that Blu was here too, the person whom Everleigh looked up to and trusted to be the parent that she was missing.
"Oh! We could look at condo's now." Della sat up some and pulled out her phone to scroll through listings. The girl pointed out a few that seemed big enough in budget until she stopped at one and began to thoroughly look through the photos. The yard was big, it was pretty close to the park that they were currently at, 4 bedrooms with two full baths and one half bath. If she had wanted it for just her and Everleigh it wouldn't work budget wise since it was 200 over what she could do alone but with Blu she had hope. "What about this one?" She asked Blu, her eyes lit with excitement. She didn't want to say it had room to grow just yet, but if her and Blu were serious it was a house that was perfect for a family. "It's rent to own too... If we like it maybe one day we could buy it." She said, glancing at Everleigh as she went across the little zip line with a cute excited scream.
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Della took Everleigh to her dresser and pulled out a wooly sweater for the kid as well as a beanie. She also helped the toddler into her ugg boots then went to the door to meet Blu. Slipping an arm around Blu's waist she gave Blu a little peck on the lips but was interrupted by Everleigh planting a big smackey kiss on the blue haired girls cheek. With a laugh Della looked at Everleigh who had a goofy smile on her lips, "park!" Was all the girl said and swung her legs which bumped against Della's leg. With an eyeroll, Della took Blu's hand and led them out of the basement suite to Everleigh's stroller outside.
After buckling the toddler in she looked to Blu and smiled, "it's this or the kid leashes." It was always her tradition with Everleigh to stop and get ice cream but now it was too cold for that so when they got to the convenience store Della bought the small girl a little hot chocolate from their cappuccino machine then got both her and Blu a cappuccino. "Usually it's i.c.e.c.r.e.a.m" She said in a whisper and handed Blu her a cup, beginning their way toward the park. Once at the park, Della let Everleigh out of the stroller then put a straw in the hot chocolate so Everleigh could take gentle sips to not burn herself. When the little one was done one sip she handed the cup to Blu then took off toward the jungle gym to start playing.
Hooking an arm through Blu's, Della sat close to the other girl so that their legs were touching, and rested her head on Blu's shoulder. Her and Everleigh had been coming to the park alone for months now. It was always alone, with their ice cream, and silence. The difference now was that Blu was here too, the person whom Everleigh looked up to and trusted to be the parent that she was missing.
"Oh! We could look at condo's now." Della sat up some and pulled out her phone to scroll through listings. The girl pointed out a few that seemed big enough in budget until she stopped at one and began to thoroughly look through the photos. The yard was big, it was pretty close to the park that they were currently at, 4 bedrooms with two full baths and one half bath. If she had wanted it for just her and Everleigh it wouldn't work budget wise since it was 200 over what she could do alone but with Blu she had hope. "What about this one?" She asked Blu, her eyes lit with excitement. She didn't want to say it had room to grow just yet, but if her and Blu were serious it was a house that was perfect for a family. "It's rent to own too... If we like it maybe one day we could buy it." She said, glancing at Everleigh as she went across the little zip line with a cute excited scream.
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Wynn Jones
Wynn didn't expect to find his mom home when he got back from the library to pack his things. He didn't expect Jenny to invite him to stay at her family's house, but after what his mom had done when she found him sneaking in at Halloween, he knew he couldn't stay or his freedom would be completely gone. But the look on her face now was worse. Sure, his back still hurt from the lashings she had done at Halloween, but he was used to those. Now, he wasn't sure what she'd do with him sneaking in once again, "I knew I couldn't trust you. I knew you'd sneak out again. I told you that town is full of nothing but sin and filth." He could hear her tone was angry and snarky. But he didn't say anything as he pushed passed to his room, which she just followed him to.
"All they'll do is corrupt you Wynn, no one there cares about you, they probably already think you're a freak." She taunted as he packed up his clothes into a backpack, "I don't care, mom. I'm not doing this anymore." He told her as he slung his bag over his shoulder then secured it with the other arm. "If you leave, God will send you to hell." The woman responded and began doing a prayer as she blocked him from leaving his room. "Move." He told her as she continued her prayer, "I said move mom." And when the woman did not move, Wynn pushed passed her. He was bigger than her though he was weak from little to no exercise other than the biking he was doing to town.
When he reached the kitchen to leave out the side door he felt a sharp pain dig into his arm, "you will sit boy, and you will pray with me. Get whatever sin has entered your body from all the sneaking off." It hurt as her nails dragged into his arm as he yanked it away, "I'm not you mom. I don't care about God, or heaven, or hell. It's all made up in a book. This," he said as he angrily grabbed her bible from her free hand, "this is a book with stories written by a man who wanted people to feel not alone." He told her as he walked over to the junk drawer and pulled out a lighter, "it's a leather binding with paper inside." He said as he lit the book in flames.
The woman's screaming caught him off guard as she came toward him and grabbed it to put it in the sink, "you have tarnished the words of God. You have defied all he wishes for us. You're the devil. My boy is the devil." She mumbled and he noticed as she grabbed a knife off the counter, "you're no good, like you're father." She said as she began to come toward him. It wasn't hard to disarm the woman who then retaliated against him by slapping him across the face, her nails crossing his skin as she did so, leaving little trails of blood from his cheek bone to his lip. The boy looked at her in shock as he chucked the knife across the kitchen and quickly left the house. She was losing it.
Hopping on his bike he quickly took off back to town, peddling as fast as he could. By the time he reached town, despite the cold, he was sweating and he cheek was still bleeding. He knew she wouldn't step anywhere neat Anchor Bay so he stopped for a moment to swipe at the blood on his cheek and lip with his sleeve. He hoped Jenny wouldn't ask questions about what happened with his mom. Starting up biking again, Wynn eventually made it to Jenny's house and parked his bike to lean against the side of the house just in case his mom did come searching, he wanted it out of view. Swiping at his cheek again he went up the front steps and rang the doorbell.
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Wynn didn't expect to find his mom home when he got back from the library to pack his things. He didn't expect Jenny to invite him to stay at her family's house, but after what his mom had done when she found him sneaking in at Halloween, he knew he couldn't stay or his freedom would be completely gone. But the look on her face now was worse. Sure, his back still hurt from the lashings she had done at Halloween, but he was used to those. Now, he wasn't sure what she'd do with him sneaking in once again, "I knew I couldn't trust you. I knew you'd sneak out again. I told you that town is full of nothing but sin and filth." He could hear her tone was angry and snarky. But he didn't say anything as he pushed passed to his room, which she just followed him to.
"All they'll do is corrupt you Wynn, no one there cares about you, they probably already think you're a freak." She taunted as he packed up his clothes into a backpack, "I don't care, mom. I'm not doing this anymore." He told her as he slung his bag over his shoulder then secured it with the other arm. "If you leave, God will send you to hell." The woman responded and began doing a prayer as she blocked him from leaving his room. "Move." He told her as she continued her prayer, "I said move mom." And when the woman did not move, Wynn pushed passed her. He was bigger than her though he was weak from little to no exercise other than the biking he was doing to town.
When he reached the kitchen to leave out the side door he felt a sharp pain dig into his arm, "you will sit boy, and you will pray with me. Get whatever sin has entered your body from all the sneaking off." It hurt as her nails dragged into his arm as he yanked it away, "I'm not you mom. I don't care about God, or heaven, or hell. It's all made up in a book. This," he said as he angrily grabbed her bible from her free hand, "this is a book with stories written by a man who wanted people to feel not alone." He told her as he walked over to the junk drawer and pulled out a lighter, "it's a leather binding with paper inside." He said as he lit the book in flames.
The woman's screaming caught him off guard as she came toward him and grabbed it to put it in the sink, "you have tarnished the words of God. You have defied all he wishes for us. You're the devil. My boy is the devil." She mumbled and he noticed as she grabbed a knife off the counter, "you're no good, like you're father." She said as she began to come toward him. It wasn't hard to disarm the woman who then retaliated against him by slapping him across the face, her nails crossing his skin as she did so, leaving little trails of blood from his cheek bone to his lip. The boy looked at her in shock as he chucked the knife across the kitchen and quickly left the house. She was losing it.
Hopping on his bike he quickly took off back to town, peddling as fast as he could. By the time he reached town, despite the cold, he was sweating and he cheek was still bleeding. He knew she wouldn't step anywhere neat Anchor Bay so he stopped for a moment to swipe at the blood on his cheek and lip with his sleeve. He hoped Jenny wouldn't ask questions about what happened with his mom. Starting up biking again, Wynn eventually made it to Jenny's house and parked his bike to lean against the side of the house just in case his mom did come searching, he wanted it out of view. Swiping at his cheek again he went up the front steps and rang the doorbell.
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