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A confident, enthusiastic expression blossomed onto Jace's face. "Perfect!" He chimed, maybe a little too happy about the prospect of doing something school related. "We're definitely getting an A on this." To him Ash was practically the pinnacle of stellar presentation. An ace actress and, in his opinion, an even better speaker. There was something really encouraging about getting the go ahead from her. Although that might've just been because she was Ash. She had a special gift for setting off wonderfully pretty sparks inside his head. So much so that she immediately outdid herself only seconds later.

Jace's eyes almost literally lit up as the words left her mouth. It was probably just some innocent comment, he knew that, but still. He swore he could actually hear his heart pounding. His jaw even fell open for a moment before he remembered they were still in a conversation, quickly making use of it to say something before he spent too long staring. "Um... Yeah! Me too!" Jace didn't even have to think about grinning to follow up his response, it just happened. As did the next words to come out of his mouth. "We could do it again if you wanted. Hang out, I mean." Okay, that wouldn't do. Words were never as fun when he didn't think them through. "Y'know, if you have free time or something. Might give us something to do when there's no parties to crash."

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Shawn March Orozco



Just one xan?

Shawn took one of the pills, eyeing it up as if it just spoke to him. One xan? That's it? He'd huffed juuls that hit harder than these things. After all, they were prescribed to people. Maybe it was a really high dose? Or... somehow cut with something? Doused in LSD or liquid cocaine or some shit? Or maybe Kanen really just wanted them to share the guilt with him, so if they outed him, they'd be outing themselves as well.

He'd been around the block enough times to know that combining drugs would simply enhance the effects of both, so being drunk and on xans would probably have him napping on a sidewalk. Two depressants meant, well, being way too chilled out for your own good. Which would be fine if this creep wasn't here, but, well, he was.

At the same time, Shawn's inner druggie was saying, Take the pill! Dumbass!

Shawn worked up a bit of saliva in his mouth and swallowed the pill dry, looking largely unfazed.

"Thank you." It was flat and reluctant, but he wasn't one to ignore basic etiquette. "June, if you don't wanna take one of these we can just share one bottle, it's no big deal." Sure, she'd probably snorted coke off of a man's crack at this point, but Shawn liked to give people the benefit of the doubt and assume they didn't do as many drugs as his fucking mess of a family did.

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June
June frowned as he pulled out a duffle bag, knowing exactly what they were getting into now. She watched as he pulled out the pills and looked over at Shawn then to the contents in his wide open hands. She frowned a bit as Shawn took the pill and gulped it down.

She didn’t trust it. However, her hand reached out nervously. Her fingers retreating and going forward. She was at a crossroads. Her heart was beating so fast. She didn’t know what to do. Everything was telling her no and she couldn’t help, but take a look up at him before snatching the pill. She opened her mouth.

Then, promptly threw the pill as far as she could. “No thank you.” She said and crossed her arms. Sure one pill wasn’t a lot, but she wanted to show that she didn’t like how he threw her drink like that, cheap or not. Sure, she wanted it better, but she knew she wouldn’t find satisfaction like this. There had to be something else. And she liked alcohol. “I really don’t care what you’re trying to do. Cheap or not, you shouldn’t ruin something I paid for.” Rage in every word she spoke. Then she took in a breath and let it out. “But, I really do want a good drink... but that’s it.” She said shaking her head and crossing her arms.

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Winona

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Ash


An A sounded perfect. Maybe that would be enough to convince her parents that staying here would be fine, and she was getting an amazing education or... something. And then Jace was offering to hangout again sometime, and Ash couldn't help but give a faint smile. "I'd love to hangout sometime. It was way better than trying to stop some stupid fight." Because yes, as much as she loved Ryder, their interactions always seemed to end with him having a broken something.

Her phone then beeped with some Twitter notification, and Ash pulled her phone out, and was surprised to see Kanen's face staring back at her. God, she hardly recognized him, even though it had only been a couple months since Ash had seen him. And yeah, she was both angry at him given what their last interaction had been, but also thrilled to know he was back... until she finished reading what the post said. Mafia ties. Of course.

"Umm... I'm going to go. Gotta put my stuff away before class and what not. But I'll see you in class to rock that presentation." Ash said with a pleasant smile to Jace, then stood up and swung her backpack back on. She looked down at the phone in her hand, sending a quick Tweet and started to make her way towards the locker, while answering anyone that replied to her.

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The guy took the pill, which was, well, unsurprising. His easy willingness to take it made him a potential point of profit, something Kanen was sure to note. “I can get more. Stronger shit, shit other than Xans. Just gotta ask.” Kanen offered as June took the pill from his hand.

This was what he was really interested in. Just how deep had June gone while Kanen had been in Boston? He could see her considering things, that inner turmoil tugging this way and that, it really looked like she was going to take the pill—until she didn’t. Kanen really shouldn’t have been surprised. Going from cheap alcohol to illegal prescriptions was kinda a big jump. Her reaction to it was what really got him though. The way she just threw it aside, immediately going into a short but heated rant. Kanen laughed, to himself mostly, like there was some inside joke only he knew. Slowly, he set the two bottles down on the ground right at his feet.

“June, you’re headed towards some real fucked territory.” Kanen warned. He meant it as a legitimate warning. June was going down a dark path, and Kanen could see it. However, Kanen’s tone made it come off as a threat. He didn’t back away from the bottles as he stood there, arms crossed over a muscular chest. “You want your drinks, grab them and get the fuck out of here. I got shit to do.”

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Shawn March Orozco



Nice. That was, probably, a good call on June's part. If this was actually, what, molly in a xanny shape? That'd be on Shawn's conscience and his alone, frankly. This guy wouldn't give a shit, after all. Kanen set the bottles down and Shawn picked up one of them, sniffing it a bit.

"...And this has never been opened. No suspicious shit in it. 'cause I'm not some newbie, I've hit the shit before. Way before you came around."

This was clearly Kanen's sort of 'marketing'. Every new dealer did stuff like this. "Take this for free" or "here's a discount on this super special ganja" or some crap. Usually to drag in new clients. The only problem being that Shawn was hardly new. "Lotta competition in this town. Might wanna consider hightailing it somewhere else." It wasn't a direct threat, more a threat of a threat. Very layered tactics. Shawn had been around the block once or twice. Many times, really.

"But I mean, if you're certain you'll make good business, I guess I can't stop you."

Sure, there was nothing threatening about Shawn at first glance. A hungover twink with day-old make-up smeared across his face. He turned to June, absolutely prepared to cut the conversation short.

"Let's go."

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Raven


Dropping one of the many papers she was taking home, if she’s getting suspended might as well come back with actual homework done, no? Leaning to pick it up and glancing up to see Mason, stuffing the papers in her bag, “No. Getting suspended wasn’t really apart of the plan.” Shaking her head in plain annoyance, Raven was pissed. None of this was her fault! Adriane provoked her, that was on her. “Send your girlfriend a kiss from me.” Referring to Adriane and his pack of redheads that always seemed to be interested in the lesser Rivera. Okay, maybe she was a little more than just annoyed. That small confrontation with her mother only fueled her anger.

Raven isn’t a troublemaker... most of the time. At least not up to a point where’d she’d get suspended. Say what you want about the aggressive brunette, but she always did good in school, this whole thing really threw a wrench in her plans. She wasn’t even sure what those plans when were to begin with. “Sorry, I guess. I know you didn’t have anything to do with it or whatever.” Total lie. He definitely did, now that Raven was thinking about it... that kiss didn’t have to escalate like that.

Even if... no, it really didn’t. An alert from her phone caught her attention and she pulled it up, genuinely surprised about the comeback of Kanen, making a few cheeky tweets here and there, she didn’t believe the news thing right away, after all... she is rather great investigator, isn’t there two sides to every story? However, this time around Raven wasn’t too keen on the idea of interviewing the ‘bad boy’ of WestBrook. It wasn’t like she deeply hated Kanen with a burning passion or anything, Raven didn’t want to have another conversation with a boy who’d gotten a little too intimate with her own girl.

...her girl. Okay. Yeah, she could work with that for now. Wasn’t a total label that they hadn’t put on themselves yet. But... y’know they were something. Glancing up at Mason and rolling her eyes at his lame comebacks, and grinning amused nonetheless. They were right in-front of the other, did they really need twitter to insult each other? She opened her mouth to spit back an insult when her phone rang. Her eyes widened the phone number. “It’s the writers thing y’know the thing I entered.” She rambled on fairly quickly, but she was sure he got the just of it. Raven also didn’t understand why she was explaining to Mason and not answering the phone, it rang for a few seconds and she was almost afraid to answer it. “Damn it. Fuck. Okay.”

Clearing her throat and putting the phone to her ear, quickly throwing out her insecurity and replacing it with what her number one quality was, her confidence. “Raven Rivera.” She waited for a reply from the person on the other line, most of the words the woman said she tuned out, considering she was only waiting for just a few words. “Congratulations.” That’s all she needed to hear, and listening to information about the prizes and the small party she’d attend to accept the the ‘trophy.’ Even if it was a really cool thing to have... the money was where Raven’s mind really was. “Uh, yeah... thanks.” Hanging up the phone, she stared at Mason dumbfounded, almost in shock. There had to be hundreds of kids that applied... and she won? “...I won.” Raven admitted to, well, herself.

“Holy fucking shit. Mason! I won!” Letting out a laugh that was mostly just more shock. Overcome with adrenaline she jumped on top and hugged the other Rivera, maybe he would mind the spider monkey thing or maybe he wouldn’t but. She didn’t really care.

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She didn’t know what to say at first. She looked away from him, once again deflated as he told her she was the one going down the wrong path. She could tell the double meaning and it sent shivers down her back. Who was this guy? He hardly seemed like the perfect man before, but now... it just made her mind reel as he said it. Then she looked over at Shawn as he had go and open his big mouth.

“Shawn, shut up.” She whispered angrily again, glaring at him before looking down at the bottles. She grabbed one and backed up a bit, her hand reaching out and pulling Shawn back as well. “He doesn’t mean what he’s saying Kanen. Listen, I don’t know what you’ve been through...” She struggled to find the words, it seemed she kept fluctuating between angry and scared. “But, what are you trying to do?”

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Kanen leaned bag against his car as the boy tried to tell him about all the ‘competition’ and such in the area. That really didn’t bother Kanen. In a week’s time there would be others down here, coming up from Boston to help direct the drugs coming in. It wouldn’t be hard to push straggler’s out of the mafia’s newly acquired territory. Besides, it’s not like Kanen could leave if he wanted to. Kanen was told to be here. If he just ran off, they’d find him. Kanen had seen it happen before. No one gets to just ‘leave’

Kanen’s eyes moved to June, who clearly needed to get herself back in check. As she spoke, Kanen out his shit away, closing and locking the duffel bag, securing it in the trunk, locking the car; that type of thing. He clearly wasn’t paying a whole lot of attention to whatever she was saying. This meeting was over.

“What are you trying to do?”

That caught Kanen’s attention again. He opened his car door and paused for a moment before coming up with his answer.

“What I’m told.”

With that, Kanen slipped into the silver Audi, closed the door, and just left. No destination in mind really, it was just easier than answering anymore of June’s questions...

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Zach
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Zach knew that Belle made a valid point. She actually seemed to consider others feelings unlike most people, unlike himself most of the time. June always seemed on edge. Some people didn't know how to except help when they needed it most.

"How'd you end up in little old Westbrook then? We are as far from prestigious christian school as you can get." He wasn't going to get into the politics of it all but obviously Westbrook didn't exactly follow what some of the community would consider right from wrong. "Did you have Nuns as teachers ?" He saw her mood waiver as the subject was brought up, but he brushed it off without another thought. "I know its your first day but hows Westbrook treating you so far?"

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"Ooohh" Rae said as May showed her the sketch book.. "Nice to meet you May" Rae starred at her feet, and then back into her locker, feeling a bit embarrassed that she had assumed the girl was deaf.

She began to reorganize her locker again not sure what do do with herself. "What grade are you?" She felt stupid for even asking, but the awkward silence felt worse than usual for her.

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Shawn March Orozco



And he was gone. As the Audi disappeared over the horizon, Shawn wasn't even sure if he'd existed to begin with.

"Do you guys like, know each other? You and that guy?" He motioned towards June, making a few hand gestures. "I've definitely seen that guy before. Did he go to Westbrook High at some point?" And yet somehow this man had disappeared and come back a drug dealer? Where could he possibly have gone, fucking Detroit? Shawn racked his brain to come up with an answer, but fuck, all he knew was the guy's name. That, and the fact that he'd punch you for calling him a narc. Or even asking.

'What I'm told'.

So whatever this whole situation was, Kanen wasn't even at the head of it. No, he was just a pawn in something a hell of a lot bigger. Probably too big for Shawn to even comprehend. Goddamnit, they were just in high school, why did everything have to be so difficult? Suddenly it became existential. Reeling back to the day Shawn was born in this very town. The first thing his mother did was smoke a joint, because she'd been off the leaf for months. It had been on some bender that some shit, he didn't even know what, but something got lost in a glass of orange juice and it was a miracle Shawn even came out alive.

Flashforward to last night. Nude. Sweating. Wig still pinned to his head. Memory fades. Mascara smudging. Lipstick smears on the pillows. Who did he even have sex with last night? Was it a man or a woman? Both or neither? And on that Sunday, Shawn was probably one of millions having sex at that exact same time. A bigger number, a bigger vision, than he could ever understand. Plastered on the mattress of a stranger, covered in his own vomit.

This is fucked up. His brain said. This is absolutely nothing like it is on TV.

Kanen, a man who just punched him in the guts, was in turn a victim of something towering above him. It was... big. Towering. Overbearing, looming

"...Guy sounds like he's in some deep shit."

A compressed little TL ; DR of Shawn's racing brain.

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Winona

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Mason


Adriane. "Yeah, she's not talking to me right now." He admitted, and tried to play it off as if that didn't bother him. But Adriane was... well, she was Adriane. It was hard to know what she was going to do since a lot of her decisions were split minute. He'd gotten Ariana back, and Adriane had just told him that she needed time to think, but that this wasn't working. And that just scared him and had left him standing in her front yard with Ari clinging to his arm, and feeling as if the wind had been knocked out of his lungs.

But the last thing he really wanted to dwell on was probably losing Adriane again. He was kind of surprised when Raven apologized, a smirk gracing his lips as she spoke. "Wow, Rivera. I never took you for the kind of girl to admit when she was wrong. But hey, it's totally my fault for being so good looking that you two just had to fight over me." Mason said teasingly. Obviously that had little to nothing to do with what had transpired, but whatever. Mason liked messing with people, especially Raven.

And then, Twitter was blowing up with... fucking Kanen. God. He remembered the last time anyone had seen him and yeah, maybe Mason had been a little bit worried about his old best friend. Hell, the two were just starting to work things out when he fucking ditched. He shook his head, reading over the news report a few times while also arguing with Raven on Twitter, until she started freaking out about someone calling her. Mason looked at the report one last time, then slipped his phone in his pocket to listen.

When Raven said that she won, a huge smile broke out on Mason's face. "Seriously?" He said, and then she jumped into his arms and Mason stumbled back a little bit, but then he was holding her in his arms, smiling and laughing. "Oh my god, Raven, that's fucking amazing." He said, holding onto her for what felt like a little too long before setting her back on the ground and letting go. "I mean, of course you fucking won. You're fucking amazing, and your writing is even better." He pointed out, for once not insulting Raven or messing with her.

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June
She watched quietly as he sped off. She gritted her teeth as she grabbed a rock and attempted to throw it at the car, but of course the car was far gone before the rock even left her hand. It fell with a insignificant thud, but it still left June breathless as she kept watching him leave. “Idiot.” She mumbled before turning to look at Shawn, rubbing the back of her neck and sighing.

“Yeah, he used to go there. I knew him because I was at a party at the beginning of the semester. We were playing spin the bottle and things took a turn. He got mad and stormed off, I tried to help. He didn’t want it. He also picked fights with everyone, but he just...” She looked down at the bottles then back up at Shawn as he too looked like he had a far distant look in his eyes. “Disappeared though. I didn’t know he was doing this.” She said with a small shrug before staring down at her feet.

“Well,” She lifted her head when he said he seemed to be in deep shit, “it’s bigger than us obviously. It’s his choice, he’ll be the one to put himself in the grave.” She lifted the bottle. “The only thing that bothers me though...” She hesitated a moment before opening the bottle and drinking the substance, “is what this means for Westbrook. It kinda makes me curious. It’s better than worrying about people anymore, you know?”

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Winona

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Ash


Okay, so this was a horrible idea. Ash had a presentation, she'd barely escaped suspension, and her parents were ready to send her off to boarding school for any misstep. But hey, why not skip school to go see Kanen? It wasn't like the last time she'd seen him, Ash had yelled at him, said some things she greatly regretted, and watched him punch Ryder. Wow. He was... truly a dick, and generally, the type of person she'd stay away from. But hey, Ash still held on to this stupid little hope that Kanen was a generally decent guy somewhere deep, deep, deep within. And yeah, maybe she was just setting herself up for failure by believing in a guy who didn't even like himself.

So she sent a message to Kanen asking him to meet her, and just rolled her eyes when she saw his reply. Ash hesitated for a moment, wondering if skipping class was actually a good idea, but... fuck it. She had nothing to lose. So Ash put her backpack in her locker, and then headed out. She'd be back in time for the history presentation with Jace, and that's all that really mattered for her today.

And then, Grace sent her a message on Twitter. Ash was already part way to the pier, and she found herself biting her tongue while her fingers hesitated over her phone, contemplating what to say. Finally, she typed out a reply, suggesting maybe tomorrow. Fuck. Well, it probably wasn't anything that big, right? Probably just Grace wanting to yell at her for messing up the musical. Something like that, and Ash had had enough yelling to suffice for the rest of the year. Grace could always wait.

It wasn't long before she arrived at the pier. She took in a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she walked out, looking down at the ocean water that crashed against the legs of the pier, and against the sandy beach. Every year, she told herself that she'd come out and enjoy the beach more. But every year, she came up with excuse after excuse to never go swimming. What was the point of living by the water if you never actually enjoyed it? Shrugging off those thoughts, she looked back out towards the ocean to wait for Kanen.

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The needle pressed lightly against Kanen’s skin as he prepared to shoot up his lquid happiness. He had parked his car far out of anyone’s way, back behind a rusted out warehouse thatd been forgotten long before. Just before numbing himself into oblivion, Kanen’s phone buzzed. Normally, he’d ignore it, but god forbid it was Vincent trying to get ahold of him. Kanen let out a sigh and set the needle aside, picking up his phone instead. His body tenses when he saw who the message was from. Meeting with mob bosses, killers, and thieves was an every day occurrence for Kanen. But a high school cheerleader made him feel anxious? The reality of it made Kanen sick with himself. Ash was no different than anyone else...

Ok. That was a lie. Time and time again, Kanen had lashed out at her. He’d sworn and yelled the most hurtful things at her, and yet, Ash kept coming back. Even now, she was trying to meet him? Maybe that’s what made Kanen anxious. Someone who cared. It was easy when no one gave a damn, because then Kanen had nothing to prove. But how was Kanen supposed to look Ash in the eyes now? After everything he’d done. How was Kanen supposed to face her after the horrible, fucked up things he had done?!

Kanen caught himself just as his mind began to race. His eyes stared down at the stupid phone in his hands, but he couldn’t will his thumbs to move.

“Fine.” Was all Kanen could type, but what he really meant to say was, “I’m so fucking sorry.”

Kanen started his car again and drove to the pier like she had asked. When he saw her standing there just staring out at the ocean, his stomach practically started doing backflips. He felt like he was going to vomit. He was so fucking nervous. And for what?

Slowly, Kanen opened the car door and stood up. He was just about to say something when he looked down and saw his arm. The track marks on his arms...Kanen didn’t want Ash to see them. He didn’t want her to know how bad he had gotten. Digging briefly, Kanen found a coat to put on and cover his arms, but the heavy coat looked strange and out of place considering the nice weather of the day.

“Ash?”

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Winona

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Ash


Yeah, she was nervous, and when she heard Kanen's voice, Ash had to take in a deep breath before she turned to look at him. There were a ton of things that she wanted to say, but instead her face just broke into a wide smile. She walked towards him, pausing in front of him for a moment and opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out. So instead, Ash just threw her arms around Kanen and hugged him tightly. What? She'd thought he was dead but here he was, not dead.

She pulled away after a moment, looking up at him and just shook her head. Words weren't generally difficult for Ash, but today? Yeah, she was finding herself tongue-tied and speechless in front of Kanen. Finally, she managed to get her thoughts back in order. "Kanen... I thought you were dead." Her smile was now replaced by a frown, and she reached out and shoved him, albeit lightly. "You can't just fucking disappear like that. What the hell were you thinking?" His disappearance had caused a lot of issues, mainly with Ash's father. Losing his job had hurt the whole family and even now with him finally having a new job, they were struggling to keep their house.

And yet, she was actually excited to see him. "I missed you, like... a lot. And I'm sorry about everything I said." Okay, so maybe part of why she'd been so upset about the whole Kanen disappearing act had been what she'd said to him before he left. Ash had never had a chance to apologize and at first, she hadn't cared, but after all the drama of Ryan and Ryder, she'd come to regret not being able to apologize.

But there was no point in dwelling on the past. Instead, Ash took a step back, carefully scrutinizing Kanen before her eyes finally came to rest on his face once more. "You look like hell."

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He didn’t know whether it was the heavy coat or his anxiety, but the moment Ash turned around to face him, Kanen felt very hot. He found himself staring down at his feet, afraid to meet her eyes. He was certain she would be able to see right through him. See the addictions. The things he’d done. The people he hurt. All of it. Guilt hit him like a tidal wave crashing against the shore. Shame came soon after, flooding his chest in one foul swoop. Fuck. He felt light headed. Was that normal? He didn’t know. And suddenly he didn’t care.

She hugged him. A real fucking hug. The kind that makes you warm on the inside. The type of hug that just makes you feel safe. A hug Kanen hasn’t had since, well, he couldn’t remember... But she hugged him, and things were ok. She hugged him, and Kanen felt that maybe things weren’t so bad.

When Ash pulled away, Kanen found himself wishing she hadn’t. He promptly pulled his hat down over his eyes, doing it quickly so he could put his hands back in his pockets and hide the tracks. When she mentioned him dying, Kanen wanted to break. His mind instantly went back to that night just a few days earlier, with his own gun pressed against his school. The sound the gun made when the trigger clicked but no bullet fired, it made Kanen’s heart drop.

“What the hell were you thinking?”

At least that was an easy question to answer. He remembered the day he left like it was yesterday, every little detail. He remembered exactly why he left too. “I was thinking there was no one left to hurt..but myself.” Kanen muttered softly.

Ash went on to say that she missed him, and honestly Kanen wasn’t sure if he believed her. Why would she. All he had ever done was hurt people, from assholes like Mason, all the way down to kids like Stu, Kanen had made the rounds. Why on earth would she miss him? Kanen didn’t know what to even say to her, so he didn’t say anything at all. In fact, he didn’t even look at her. He couldn’t. Kanen stood like a statue, his hat covering most of his face and his hands stuffed into his pockets...

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Winona

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Ash


Her smile faded when Kanen finally spoke. Ash sighed, stepping forward so that she was closer to him and reached up, pushing the hat back a bit so that she could see his face better. "How many times do I have to remind you that people actually do care about you?" She asked and gently moved her hands to the side of his face, to try and force him to look her in the eye. God, why was he so stubborn?

"Seriously, Kanen, I don't care what you do. You're still my friend." And it was true, even if Ash felt like she was walking on eggshells around him sometime. He was almost like a deer or something -- easily spooked, and Ash always felt like she had to carefully choose her words around him. One wrong thing, and he'd be off getting drunk by himself. Or, you know, running off to Boston. Not that she was mad about the whole ordeal or anything. No, of course not. Why would she be mad about one of her closest friends leaving like that?

And yeah, for some stupid reason, she was still willing to do anything to help Kanen out. And yes, she was worried and had a million questions for him, but those could wait. For now, she just wanted to remind him that yes, she cared, and he wasn't totally alone in this world. After all, being alone just sounded... well... lonely, and sad. The last thing Ash wanted was anyone feeling alone, and maybe that's why she always pushed Kanen to be her friend. To keep him from feeling inevitably alone.

Too bad no matter how hard she tried, it never worked.

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Raven

Raven hugged him tightly, laughing softly. If you would’ve told her she would be hugging Mason Rivera because she won a writing contest, she would’ve laughed in your face. Well, it would’ve been pure disbelief about both if those things. Sure, Raven considered herself a good writer. But there was no way in hell this girl actually thought she’d win when she entered, it was a leap of faith. It’s safe to say she believed in herself a little more now. “Yeah. It’s pretty amazing.” Glad to see that Mason saw it her way, it was pretty fucking great. It felt amazing too. A bright genuine smile was plastered on her face, it was something she didn’t do enough, but, believe it or not. She was kind of... happy. Like... holy shit. She wrote something that people liked. It wasn’t like it was just a random thing she wrote. This wasn’t drama around school, it was... nevermind that.

Besides, It wasn’t like she was going to tell him what she submitted though. A hug was already too intimate for them. Well, they kissed already but that was just a play. When he set her down, his words made her freeze. He thought... she was amazing? The boy who insulted her and her writing countless times, called her fucking amazing? She was at a loss for words. No one had ever really... well... believed in her like that. Besides Nancy, but like, that was different. This was different. Her smile barely faded gradually, furrowing her brows and staring at him with curiosity. More than a few moments passed by in silence, she didn’t say anything, and she wasn’t sure if she would’ve if she didn’t drop her phone didn’t fall making her jump in the slightest bit. Making Raven regain her thoughts and gave him a simple nod.

“Thanks, Rivera.” Giving him a sheepish grin, and bending down to grab her phone, closing her locker that she’d left open when she’d got a text. It was from Nancy asking when she’d be home. It made Raven get an idea, and... honestly she didn’t understand why she decided to go through with it. “Hey, do... you have any plans?” They usually did thanksgiving early because Nancy had to work shifts at the hospital, extremely stupid and annoying. She had her own family too. Brushing off the anger for things she couldn’t fix herself, she continued. “We’re having... a kind of...” Raven looked up to roof in thought for a second. “Earlygiving.” Proud of the semi-cheesy joke she’d come up within seconds, her amused grin Raven had faded. “And... well, there’s gonna be an extra setting for someone who isn’t gonna show up so...” she shrugged, Raven didn’t see the harm in it. Why not right?

“You wanna come?”

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As Ash pushed his hat up and cupped his face with her hands, Kanen was left feeling bare. Vulnerability was not his strong suit, and now it’s not like he could just run away. Kanen knew well enough that Ash would come back again. Whether he deserved it or not, Ash was always there. Slowly, Kanen pulled his hands out of his pockets and placed them over top of hers. There was hesitation, a clear pause before Kanen gently pulled her hands off his cheeks. He held her hands for just a moment, but it was his hands he was staring at.

The tattoos covered almost everything. Almost. The tracks were still there, black streaks in his hands that went up his wrists before disappearing under his coat. “Ash...” Kanen mumbled. “You don’t know what I’ve done...” he choked the words out, like they’d been caught in his throat for years. More accurately months.

“I...” There was so much he wanted to say, but how? Kanen wanted to tell her everything about the last three months, but what would she think of him? How could she ever see him as anything other than a monster after he told her what exactly he did for a living these days?! Sure, dealing drugs was one thing, but Kanen had shot people! How could she ever look at him the same!? There were no words for Kanen to say. He could only show Ash just how far gone things had went.

Slowly, Kanen took a few steps back, releasing Ash’s hands and taking off his coat. The fabric fell to the ground, and Kanen’s bare arms were still in full view. Muscular, covered with a tapestry of artwork, but with distinct track marks hidden in the lines of his tattoos. Kanen just there for a moment, staring down at his feet, biting his lip so hard it fucking bled. This was the easy part. The hard part was coming.

His hands trembled, reaching for the gun tucked into the seam of his pants. Gripping the handle, Kanen held it firmly in his hands before taking the magazine out. He dropped the empty gun and held the magazine out towards her. Seven bullets when there should’ve been eight...

That was the line. The threshold of Kanen’s willpower, and he had just crossed it. Here he was, standing in front of possiblely the only person in the world who cared about him, and Kanen was showing her just what a monster he really was. “I’m so fucking sorry Ash...” He choked, then it all came, tears, sobs, everything. Kane fell to his knees and everything just came pouring out. “I’m so fucking sorry! I-I don’t know what I’m doing anymore Ash! I-I-I fucking hurt people Ash! I just want it all to stop. Everything! I don’t want this anymore Ash!” Kanen went on, apologizing for everything. The people he’d hurt, the lies he’d told, the crimes he’d committed. Nothing was off limits and Kanen couldn’t stop.

“I don’t want to live anymore, Ash.” Those were the last words to crawl off Kanen’s tongue before he slipped back into quiet sobs hanging his head down low to try and hide his shame...

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Okay. So things were awkward again, and Mason didn't know what to do after he'd set her down and called her amazing. Yep. He'd expected Raven to say something, but instead the silence just hung between them with Mason's words being the last thing in the open. Wow, he was really stupid. Finally, she dropped her phone and Mason breathed a sigh of relief as the silence and everything else faded away, and they were back to just being enemies or... frenemies or whatever the fuck they were. Mason didn't know anymore. How had Raven become one of his closest friends, when she'd been one of the people he hated most just a couple months before?

Of course, her invitation blindsided him. Mason hesitated, leaning back against the locker next to hers and tilted his head to the side, one eyebrow raised curiously. "Really? You want me to come to your holiday dinner shit?" Holy fuck, what was this world coming to? Hell, Mason had never actually experienced a Thanksgiving, except for the couple that he'd attended with Adriane. But those had never been that fun, and had mostly just been full of tension that everyone just tried to laugh through. So yeah, the idea of a Thanksgiving dinner just reminded him of that, and worried him a bit. What if all of Raven's family was the same way? Silent hatred everywhere?

But... no, there was no way. And this year, with Mason being all alone thanks to Drake running off, it would be nice to have some kind of Thanksgiving dinner. Or as Raven had so cleverly called it, Earlygiving. He considered it for another moment, and then shrugged. "I got nothing better to do. Tell me when and where. And don't worry, I'll try not to upstage you since obviously, I am the better Rivera." And then it occurred to Mason that the text on her phone... fuck, was this dinner thing right now?

"Wait, or is your Earlygiving really early and like, right now?"

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She was quiet, listening as he spoke and then stepped back, taking off his jacket. Her gaze moved up and down his arms, and Ash didn't know what to say. Sure, drinking had been bad, but... this? And then he pulled out the gun, handing her the magazine. She hesitated, and then looked down at it, turning it over in her hands for a moment. A missing bullet. It felt heavy in her hands, and the last thing Ash wanted to do was keep holding this. She quickly dropped it to the ground beside the gun, and her gaze rested on that for a moment, too. Had he... really... killed people? It was hard for her to imagine the boy before her as being a murderer, but at the same time...

Ash had no idea what to say, or what to do. Kanen had always been annoyingly stubborn, but strong. Seeing him now was like looking at the empty shell of her former friend. He was more broken and vulnerable than Ash had ever thought anyone could be. If Kanen had been on the edge before, he'd now fallen off and hit his rock bottom.

And yeah, if this had been anyone else, Ash would've been scared, or disappointed, and have left. He'd obviously killed people, he was the biggest mess she'd ever seen and fucking hell, Kanen wasn't just a danger to himself anymore. He was a danger to everyone and yeah, all of her instincts said to run and get as far away from this volatile person as she could, but... Ash couldn't. She couldn't leave Kanen hear, crying on the dock and feeling like the worst person in the world. No matter what he'd done, he was still her friend.

His words stung when he mentioned not wanting to live anymore, and Ash dropped to the dock in front of him, and wrapped her arms tightly around him. What was she doing? "Please don't say that," she murmured to him, and just continued to hug him for a moment while she tried to process everything that he'd said, and everything that had just happened. Okay, so... drugs. Guns. Definitely a part of the mafia. Fucking hell... fuck. And to think, when she'd last seen him, he'd actually been trying to get sober.

"Kanen, I know it's a... lot." Well, that was the understatement of the century. "But what you did in the past is done, right? You can change your future, though, and like... if anyone could turn their life around from this, it would be you." She pulled away from him to look him in the eye once again, but kept her hands gently on his arms. "You're one of the strongest people I know and like... you wouldn't be alone if you wanted to change your life. You'd have me, and all of your other friends." But leaving the mafia probably wasn't like leaving a normal job, right? Could someone even leave the mafia? According to the movies, the only way was through death.

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Raven avoided eye-contect when he asked if she actually wanted him to come. Uh, yeah stupid. Why else would she say so? This wasn’t that big of a deal, so... okay. So maybe she hasn’t ever invited anyone over to her house before, for thanksgiving or otherwise. The thought of inviting Alaska came to mind, but after the whole issuing suspensions thing, Raven hasn’t really seen her anywhere. Sending a quick text to her asking where she was before pocketing the phone. A little surprised Mason said yes in the first place, she rolled her at his comment and watched him expectantly, she was about to tell him it was now, but he beat her to it asking the question already. “Yep, C’mon, we can see who’s the best Rivera in the kitchen.” She tilted her head towards the doors of the school and started walking without another word, if he was following that’s great. If not, well, more leftovers.

A walk and many minutes later, she arrived at her doorstep and glanced towards Mason with her keys in hand. “Okay, don’t be weird, or like, curse loudly, my grandmother isn’t a fan of all that.” Not that she’d remember it all happened in the first place, but a literal disaster is what Raven was avoiding. “If Nancy asks you personal questions, I’m sorry she’s super nosy. But she’s a sweetheart.” Unlocking the door and walking inside, hanging up her coat at the super old coat rack they’d had for... well, maybe it was even older than Raven, who knows. “I’m home!” She yelled out, it wasn’t long before she heard a response and the clattering of pans, Nancy popped up from the kitchen seemingly out of no-where. “Have you seen that—“ Nancy’s eyes landed on Mason and she raised a curious brow, completely shocked. Raven cleared her throat and made her way over to her, leaning on the kitchen counter. “This is Mason, he’s... a friend.”

Nancy didn’t know what to make out of the situation, she glanced between the two clearly surprised, shrugging. “Well... it’s to meet you Mason, I’m Nancy. The nurse that... does everything in this house apparently.” She was teasing, Raven did things... she’d just been completely busy for the last few days, so, it was a miracle her room wasn’t a mess, at least anymore of the organized mess it was. “Need any help?” Raven asked, Nancy raised an eyebrow at her, okay, so... maybe she couldn’t cook. That doesn’t mean she can’t help. “I’m good right now, Samuel needed his laptop back but I couldn’t find it in your room.” Right. That reminded her she didn’t tell them yet about the competition, how could she forget? Raven would rather wait until Nancy’s family gets here though. Maybe it’ll be kind of cool to have a small announcement at the table. “Your mom coming anytime soon? She said she was going to bake some old... pie thing?”

Raven shook her head. “No, she’s not coming.” Nancy should’ve known better to trust that woman at her word. Not wanting to see the pity stare from Nancy, it wasn’t like Raven actually wanted her here, let alone expect her to show up. “I’ll go uh... look for the computer.” Her own has been broken for months, Samuel was a pretty nice kid, either that or he was afraid of her, but she doubted it. Walking in her eyes scanned the room thoroughly, maybe she should work on designing her room... ha. No, Raven had much more problems. Right now wasn’t a time in her life where she could just... go to like, Bob’s Furniture and buy a whole new bedroom. Besides, she liked her room, purple walls... many many posters of super old bands she was sure none of the kids in her school listened to. God. What terrible people they were.

Plus that mannequin she’d bought off a hobo sat in the corner of her room, okay, it wasn’t as creepy as you’d think. It’s just the torso part, y’know for holding up clothes and stuff. There sat her homecoming dress, despite the incredibly shitty night. Raven was... just in the least bit proud of it. Moving over many blankets and sighing when she didn’t find it immediately.

Look i don’t even know what i wrote.

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He was nervous about going to Raven's house. Hell, who wouldn't be? Plus it wasn't like he was going over to just hangout and have a good time or whatever -- nope, Mason was going to their Thanksgiving dinner. And yeah, maybe he was regretting agreeing to go a little bit, but Raven was kind of quickly becoming one of his best friends -- which was just kind of sad. Fuck. He wondered what Carter would say if she found out about their new blossoming friendship. Carter would probably make fun of him or something when he thought about, but fuck it, that's why she was his best friend. She teased him, but still put up with his nonsense.

Mason had to take in a deep breath before he followed Raven into the house. He was nervous as he waited, watching as a woman came around the corner that Raven introduced as Nancy. "Uh, hello. It's nice to meet you." Mason said, perhaps a little bit too nervously as he offered Nancy a weak smile, and then listened as they talked about Raven's mother for a minute. Despite the little he knew about Raven's mother, he had to admit that he wasn't surprised she wasn't coming. But, well, he felt bad for Raven. She could act as macho as she wanted, but Mason knew what it was like to have an absent parent. You could act like you didn't care one bit, but you always did. How could you not?

He watched as Raven started to walk away following the very awkward conversation, and gave Nancy a brief, very nervous smile. "I can help bake a pie or whatever. I'm, uh... I'm not terrible at cooking." And then he followed after Raven, breathing a sigh of relief once he was farther away from Nancy. The woman was intimidating, alright?

Anyway, he followed after Raven, stepping into her room and looking around. Purple. Nice. And then he had to do a double take when he caught sight of the mannequin. "Is that a... mannequin? Are you not worried about it coming to life and like, choking you to death or something?" Mason asked, glancing towards Raven as he spoke.

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Kanen had expected her to run, or at least back away. He sat there staring down at his palms, wondering how in hell he has gotten himself into this situation. Ash was quiet, he couldn’t hear her, and for a moment Kanen had thought she had really left. Then out of nowhere, he felt her arms wrapping around him, holding tight. Her voice was soft as if she was unsure of everything she was doing now. That’s what hurt Kanen the most. Had he finally scared off the one person who had been trying to help him all this time?

The idea scared Kanen. If Ash, who always seemed to believe Kanen could get better, was now unsure of that, how could Kanen ever convince himself to change? What if he was too far gone now? What if he’s gone off the deep end and there was no getting out. What then? What was left for Kanen to do?

Ash started talking about changing, and leaving the past behind, and something about that kinda infuriated Kanen. There was blood on his hands. When he went to sleep at night, he saw their faces. He couldn’t just forget. He’d tried to drown at their memories before, he’d tried it dozens of times. No matter how much he drank or how much he shot up, Kanen still bears their voices at night. “How the fuck am I supposed to just move on like it’s nothing Ash?!” Kanen snapped. “This is what I am now! I can’t just back out of this, don’t you get it? You have any idea what’ll happen if I decided to leave them?! I’ve dealt with the runners Ash! I know what happens if you decided you’re done!” Kanen yelled. His emotions were like a storm, unpredictable and violently changing. From shame, to anger, then immediate regret, but it was too late to take the words back...

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