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" i'm fine, lukas. " though, the way that xiomara's tripping over herself says otherwise. lips curl upwards into a grin as she tilts her head to the side, amusement in her eyes. " don't tell me you're worried about me. that's cute. "
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muse: lukas hill | 20s | automotive mechanic
﹙ ✴︎ ﹚ “ are you seriously that fucked up right now? ” bitting down on his bottom lip for a second as he looks them over, he gives a slight shake of his head. “ … alright, come on. i’m taking you home. ”
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the thought of walking away crosses her mind . not that she thought he'd really let her do that . the last thing she wanted to do was argue with him in the middle of a gathering where all their friends were . alexandra's brows furrow , eyes narrowing in his direction . " don't call me that . you don't get to do that anymore . " arms cross over her chest , scoffing underneath her breath . " that doesn't matter . you made your choice , joshua . it's done . "
joshua cannot help but to clench jaw but nothing is said right now . he didn't come here to argue and fight with alexandra . he wanted her back and had no desire to push her away . " babe , come on . i know you miss me too . "
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someone give me “you live in the apartment across the hall and you’re so fucking hot but i get so awkward around you even though you act completely normal and i stutter every.time. you’re out of my league anyway but then one night my stupid roommate locks me out and i forget my key and you see me sitting the hallway so you invite me in. and obviously i say yes but holy crap what is happening” plot pretty pls
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SHE DOESN'T WANT TO SEE HIM . why would she ? valentina's had to see him everywhere else . hear about him everywhere she went . from reporters , her agent , her coworkers . she didn't understand why she couldn't escape dakota , not even in the comfort of her own home . which she still didn't understand why he thought it was okay . why he would even want to show up . it didn't make sense to her .
" you wanted to see how i've been ? " she repeats , an edge to her tone . a warning . there's a scoff that leaves her lips , eyes narrowing in his direction . she allows the silence to linger for a moment , only because it stopped her from yelling at him . " do you have any idea how hard it is to move on from someone who you can't escape ? i turn my tv on , you're there . go to interviews , they mention you . i go to fucking work , they're asking if i knew about you and your new fucking girlfriend . so , i'm so happy that it was easy for you to move on . 'cause , i can't . not when you are literally everywhere . including my fucking house . so , that's how i'm doing , dakota . "
HE DOESN'T KNOW WHY he comes around . why the fuck he thought it was even a good idea to approach her . speak to her . even now , looking at her is enough to send him down a spiral he's intentionally avoided all this time . there was history between them , a history so deeply embedded into his psyche that he's not sure he'd ever escape the vice grip she'd forever hold him in . it didn't matter who he was with now , he'd always hold the memory of her closer to him than anything else .
" yeah, with you . i'm sure you've , like , heard enough . seen enough . and i didn't come here to tell you all about my relationship now , " he sighs , a hand carding through his hair . why is he here ? he couldn't answer the question even if he really wished to . " i just - i don't know . i wanted to see how you've been . "
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IS IT A CRIME TO BE LEFT ALONE ? kaia's genuinely curious . she knows he cares about her ; even if she didn't , she'd be able to know by the way he was looking at her now . the way he was begging to help them . and , truth be told , it didn't do anything but bring her an immense amount of anger . why couldn't he just leave them be ? let her ruin her life on her own ? then kaia wouldn't have to get so cruel .
his words only make kaia angrier , something that was evident on their features . her head was turned away from him , trying ( and failing ) to compose herself . kaia turns back towards mateo , frustration and anger clear in their eyes . " i don't want your fuckin' help , mateo . why is that impossible for you to get through your thick fuckin' skull ? i am fine . i told you , i'm taking my goddamn meds . " though , if that was true , she wouldn't be this quick to such intense anger . " do you want to test me ? would that make you leave me the fuck alone ? "
ALL HE WANTS TO BE to them is the person he needed in the very ache of his own downfall . it proves harder than he'd expected , though he almost anticipates the pull . knows it best , that when caught in the grip of mania - there's nobody strong enough to get you out . another sigh parts his lips the second kaia yanks away from his touch .
" i don't know shit ? " a bitter laugh accompanying his words . his gaze shifts from her for a moment , collecting himself despite the frustration that begs to be felt . " you don't know shit , kaia . you're in over your head . let me fucking help you . "
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oliver doesn't know much about her husband. all he knows is that he's a piece a shit. one who scared the living shit out of este ; and that was enough to make him hate the other man. head shakes at the woman's words, not wanting her to be so scared of what could happen. ❛ hey, no. we're not going to do this, este. i promise you he's not going to hurt anyone. i'll kill him before i let him hurt you. ❜ and it scared oliver how much he meant that.
this was all easier said than done. imagining herself walking out the door, leaving everything behind, it felt more like a fever dream than a potential reality. would he let her leave? could she walk out of this unscathed? oliver’s hand in hers told her that she could, that she would – she’d do whatever it took to keep him looking at her the way that he was right now. she nods, tears brimming her eyelids. ❛ okay. okay. i trust you, but- if he finds out why i’m leaving… he’ll come for both of us. ❜
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vivian truly doesn't know how she's meant to deal with this argument. it wasn't the first time they've argued with vivi pursed a guy. brows arch in the slightest at the insult towards her boyfriend, refusing to allow herself to get as angry as hailey clearly was. "well, now you just sound jealous." words are muttered underneath her voice, taking a small step away from the blonde. of course vivian didn't want to lose her best friend. but, she couldn't fix this when hailey refused to tell her the real reason why her having a boyfriend bothered her. "if that's how you feel, then fine. i'll just go."
"no, actually, bullshit is the fact that i have never treated you like this because i was hanging out with some asshole." hell, hailey would cancel on her exes to hang out with vivian. isn't that what a good friend would do? why couldn't vivian be a good friend too? "specially not, and i cannot stress this enough, for a guy that looks like anyone in a fucking goddamn gas station." she knew, she knew that insulting the guy vivi was in love with didn't help the situation, she couldn't really help herself though. "have you seen me? like, have you actually looked me?" there is a pause, as though vivian actually needed to look her over. "i could have anyone i wanted in this world. you think if i wanted you i would be here begging for, what? scraps of attention from a girl who is clearly into someone else? friendship is supposed to matter more than a stupid crush." she rolls her eyes, "you know what? nevermind, vivi. i'm good. i'm over you. you have fun in six months when you two break up and then you are all alone, single and friendless. i hope it's fucking worth it."
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she should've known better. if anyone could read her like a book, it would be drew. in fact, she's sure that he's the only one that could really read her at all. just another reason why she liked him so much. a short laugh followed by a sigh left alexandra, teeth sinking into her lower lip for a quick moment. maybe she should be more curious on the sudden interest in her love life, especially considering he's never really asked about it this much. but, she was happy to have the attention from him. ❛ well, he was pushy. narcissist. an asshole. not really into assholes, drew. ❜ she teases, leaning against the wall and allowing herself to shift closer. ❛ i guess i need someone that really understands me without me having to explain everything going on in my head. someone patient. someone who gives a shit about me and everything chaotic in my life. my dreams ; all that fun stuff. ❜ a breath leaves her, finally meeting his gaze. ❛ which is too much to ask right now. so, i'll be single forever. ❜
he wants to pry. the angel on his shoulder is warning him not to but the devil, on the other hand, is a peer pressuring monster. he shakes his head, declaring her answer ( or lack thereof ) unacceptable. ❛ oh, c’mon, you can’t do that! ❜ drew says, ❛ you can’t just say that someone isn’t your type and then claim to not have a type when i ask what your type is. obviously you have an outline, or you wouldn’t have ruled him out so quickly. so what was it about him that wasn’t your type? we can start there. ❜ he only hoped that his sudden interest in her romantic endeavors wasn’t too obvious, that she wasn’t growing suspicious by the second.
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" don't . " the word leaves alexandra quickly and harshly , holding her hand out to cut him off . she refused to do this with him right now , or ever for that matter . " don't start this right now , i mean it . "
" i miss the way you say my name . " / @fatedtragedy . the death of peace of mind by bad omens .
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HE'S NEVER BEEN GOOD WITH FEELINGS . at least , not the romantic type . or the kind that urged him to express his emotions in an healthy way . anger , though ? he's always been pretty good at that . maybe that's why snapping on her came so easily . not that he was proud of it . this just proved to be harder than he thought ; being friends with his ex .
" there's nothing for us to talk about . " that wasn't true and oliver knew it . it was plenty for them to talk about , he just wasn't in the mood for it . he scoffs at her words , jaw tightening as he desperately tries to push that familiar feeling of anger down . " i told you to get the fuck out . "
HIS WORDS ARE HARSH , and although she was anxiously anticipating this moment , this tipping point , it still hurts more than she could ever properly prepared for . what more could have been done ? how much time could they have given one another before settling into a friendship ? she wonders , for a moment , if he's ever really considered how hard this was for her .
gnawing at the inside of her cheek , unaware of the very fact that she's been holding her breath until she releases . " can we please just talk about this ? " she asks , running an intricately manicured hand through her hair . " you've been avoiding me . i know why , and i'm not here for an answer . i'm here 'cause , fuck , you need to learn to face your shit instead of avoiding me like a coward . "
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SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHY SHE ASKED . it's not like valentina really wanted that question answered . it wouldn't make her feel better about anything . if anything , she's sure that it would only make her angier . bitter at the fact that dakota's managed to move on and be happy while she's still stuck in the same spot she's been in for months . all the media is talking about is him and his new girlfriend . she's angry , yeah . but , she's really just hurt .
" with me ? " she repeats , unable to hide the pain in her tone . valentina remembers a time where he wanted to talk to her about anything and everything . but , deep down , this makes sense . why would he want to talk to his ex girlfriend about his current girlfriend ? nails dig into the palm of her hand , not daring to open her door too much . " why are you here then ? "
IT'S BEEN SO LONG , and seeing her now is like a gunshot wound to the chest . it never really mattered the distance of time that had settled between them , because there was always a larger part of dakota that would forever be tethered to val . it wasn't something that he particularly enjoyed thinking about , because he knew that despite all their efforts to be together - there was always something in the way .
he'd spent an eternity mulling over his own faults . he'd put the blame on himself , because it never made any sense to him to see val as anything short of perfect . he's made an effort to move on , and it's nowhere near where he yearns to be . her inquiry stops him for a moment , tongue gliding over the expanse of his lesser lip as he takes a moment to think of his response . " i don't know , " he admits with a careful shrug . " i haven't been with her that long . i can't - i can't say whether or do , or don't . it doesn't matter , anyway . i - i don't wanna talk about her . with you . "
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