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gallavichsreddie1128 · 2 months

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Fuck You (Baz Blackwell)

Description: Baz and Y/N have a lot of tension between them but Baz is married. Spoilers for the ending of Season 2!

Warning: Smut, Cheating

Word Count: 2,418k

Author's note: This is my first fic that's not Hannibal related. I have one in the works right now but I am so busy today that I had to post a pic that I wrote a month ago while watching Animal Kingdom. If you haven't watched the show I recommend.

It started with glances during Jobs, stares while the other wasn’t looking. Touches being discreet and “accidentally”. She was 22 and he was in his late 30’s with a wife and a kid. She hated him though. He wasn’t a good person. None of them were really but Baz especially. He wasn’t the best dad and he cheated on his wife. It was clear that the two wanted each other but fought against it. She didn’t like the way Baz treated the rest of them. He was demanding and frankly it was kind of a turn on. But she wouldn’t admit that. Not out loud anyways.

Baz was running a job like always and was being a dick. Y/N couldn’t help but roll her eyes. J smirked at her reaction agreeing with her nonetheless. Baz ignored her reaction and kept explaining who needed to do what. “And Y/N you will be with me.” He tells her. She can’t miss the mocking smirk on his lips. She holds back the most dramatic sigh and eye roll and just nods. It wasn’t like she had a choice.

Baz for some reason let J help his uncles but not her. No, never her. She’s been around them for years and has helped but not today. It’s like Baz wanted to torture her. She hated him for it. J could have been the lookout like last time but Baz actually wanted to torture her. “Text them 2 minutes.” He broke her out of her thoughts. She sighed and texted J 2 minutes. Baz kept his eyes off the girl. He shouldn’t feel this way but he does. She was beautiful and sassy. “So I think we should address the tension between us.” He stated. She looked at him like he had 2 heads. “You wanna talk about your fantasy on a job?” She asked. He was ridiculous. “Got nothing better to do.” He said. He was still able to focus and talk. It was mind blowing to her. “Address what tension?” She asked. She was playing dumb. She knew what he was talking about. But wanted to hear it out of his mouth. “You’re into me I know it.” He shrugged.

She could have slapped him if it wasn’t for the smirk that was on his lips. “No I'm not, it seems that it’s you who’s into me.” She states with the same mocking smirk. He shrugged. “Yeah but at least I can admit it.” Her eyes widened. She wasn’t expecting that from him. Why tell her now? On the job. The boys returned before she had time to really process what Baz said. Leaving the conversation opened.

She sighed in the shower as she thought about what Baz said. She couldn’t lie. She felt the same way but what about Lena and Katherine? Y/N wasn’t going to ruin that. Lena and Kath deserved better. That’s for sure. Alexis knew that Baz cheated on Kath but now he wants it to be her. Yeah right. It wasn’t happening. Y/N was better than that. After her shower she got out and looked in the mirror. Was she better than that? All she wanted to do right now was jump into Baz’s arms after his confession. She shook that thought out of her head.

As she was getting dressed she heard a knock on the door. “Someone’s in here.” She said pulling up her pants. “It’s Baz.” “Still doesn’t change anything.” “Well it should.” She ignored him and got dressed. “Come on Y/N open the door.” He said. Once she was dressed she opened the door. “What Baz?” She asked, annoyed. He smirked and backed her up to the wall in the bathroom. “You need to stop acting like you don’t want me.” He tells her. They were in kissing distance. “I’m not acting like anything.” She says. “Then let me fuck you like you deserve.” He whispers. She sighs and closes her eyes. He leans down and kisses her neck.

She moans and wraps her hands around his neck. He made sure to leave a hickey. “Baz this isn’t right.” She moans as he attacks her neck. He hummed against her. “Like you give a shit.” He says. He pulls back and kisses her hard. She kisses back immediately forgetting about anything but Baz. He picks her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. Their lips move sloppily against each other. They pull away breathing hard. “You should have opened the door when I told you too. Now I gotta undress you.” He said. He pulled her shirt off and smirked. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Why would she be? She just got out of the shower. “Baz, please touch me.” She begged. He leaned down and latched onto her nipple. She gasped as his tongue circled her nipple and sucked on it.

She held his head and moaned his name. He pulled away after a few more seconds. “I’m barely touching you and you’re moaning.” He said. She got out of his arms and she pulled down her PJ bottoms. She had a white lace thong. His mouth watered at the sight. He made eye contact with her as he sank to his knees. He ran his nose over her clothed clit. She whimpered and gasped. He smirked and took a big whiff of her pussy. “Mmm you smell so good baby.” He said. He pulled down her thong. Her jaw was open as he did so.

He wrapped her legs around his shoulders and stood up. She grabbed ahold of his head as she was scared to lose balance and fall. Baz wouldn’t let that happen. He started kitten licking her pussy. She cried out his name. He licked and sucked her button as her head fell back against the wall. If Baz wasn’t holding her up she would have lost balance. Her moans and cries got louder. Neither cared that his brothers probably heard. “Baz fuck Baz.” His name was all she knew as his tongue was pretty much inside of her. He hummed and she gasped out his name feeling close. She had never felt this close so fast before. “Baz I’m gonna cum fuck please don’t stop.” She moaned. He didn’t and she fell over the edge with a silent scream. He slurps up every last drop of her. She tried pushing his face away after her high was over. He smirked up at her as she looked down at him in a daze. Her breathing was still hard and she couldn’t think straight. He dropped her slowly back down on her feet. She kissed him and moaned. The taste of her was all over his mouth.

She pulled on his shirt and he ripped it off. Her hands traveled over his torso. She traveled down to his jeans and unzipped them. He helped her pull them down. His boxers were a little damp with pre cum. She tried to sink to her knees but he stopped her. “I need to fuck you sweetheart.” He tells her. She nods and he pulls down his boxers. She jumps and wraps her legs around his waist feeling his hard dick near her pussy. He positioned himself at her entrance and she took a deep breath. He thrusted in her and she whimpered. Sure she’s been with other guys but Baz was older and much bigger. He let her adjust to his size before he started fucking her.

Her pussy was like a dream for him. He hadn’t really been with a younger woman. Let alone someone who lived in the same house as his family did. “Baz you can move now.” She begged. He thrusted in and out of her like it was all he could do. She gripped his shoulders hard. Her face looked blissed out and it was all he could think about and within 2 minutes he was already close. Her moans of his name didn’t help either. “Baz fuck.” He gripped her neck. “Are you close, baby? Are you gonna cum all of my cock like it’s yours.” He whispered. She groaned and nodded. He felt her clench around him and he cursed. He couldn’t hold back. He came with a grunt. She came right after him. The two fell into a silence after it was over. He pulled out of her and carefully.

He got dressed while she just stared at him. She couldn’t believe what just happened. She felt guilty but knew that she shouldn’t. It’s not like she owes Kath anything. But that wasn’t a great way to look at things. “Well I’ll see you around.” He said and walked out of the bathroom. She was so confused by that. They just fucked and it’s a see you around?

Baz hasn’t looked in her direction since that night. She felt sick. It was like he got what he wanted and used her like a toy. She wanted to punch him in the face for what happened. She was pissed. Luckily the only person that noticed the tension between them was J. “You and Baz okay?” He asked her. “Yeah why wouldn’t we be?” She asked, playing dumb. She didn’t think that J knew that they had tension, especially sexual. “Because one minute it looked like you guys were gonna fuck and the next minute he won’t even look at you.” Fuck. She wanted to lie and say she wasn’t sure she knew what he was talking about. But who was she kidding? He hit the nail on the head. “Well honestly yeah I don’t know.” She sighs. “So you guys fucked?” She looked at him and debated on telling him. He didn’t give a shit about Katherine. “He won’t even look at me now. I feel sick.” She says with tears in her eyes. “He’s an asshole, he got what he wanted out of you.” J told her but she already knew that. She sighed and agreed with him. What more could she do?

They had to talk about a job and unfortunately it had to be done at Baz’s house. Y/N thought about not going. She was gonna have J tell her what the plan was but decided against it. She wasn’t gonna let this affect her forever. He wasn’t worth it. They all stood at his kitchen table while Lena watched TV. Baz was getting pissed because the tv was too loud or she was annoying him. It made Pope and Y/N sick. He wasn’t a good father or husband. Baz kept telling her he’d take her to the park but wouldn’t so Pope offered. Pope honestly was a better dad than him and Pope wasn’t a dad. He cared for Lena a lot. Y/N couldn’t even be in his house anymore. She felt sick the countless times Baz yelled at poor Lena. What did she see in him? When everyone was leaving Y/N followed but Baz stopped her. “Hey you wanna stick around and have a beer?” He asked her.

She looked at him like he asked her to kill someone with him. “You want me to stay and have a beer with you after you avoiding me for days?” She asked. He sighed. “Look I know I’ve been an asshole and I’m sorry.” She laughed. A sarcastic laugh. “An asshole? Baz you’re a dick. You fuck me like you’ve always wanted to and then just ignore me. On Top of that you treat your own daughter like shit. Pope is being a better father than you-“ “don’t tell me how I should be treating my kid. You know nothing.” He yelled at her. “Yeah Baz I know nothing. I haven’t been here the past few times you’ve yelled at the poor girl over nothing. You’d rather fuck random bitches than take care of your own daughter im not stupid.” She yelled back. He walked up to her. “So you think you’re just a random bitch to me?” He asked her. “Baz I know I’m not the only one. And frankly I don’t care what you think I am. Whatever this was is done.” She said and walked out of the house.

“Baz is stealing money from Smurf and he’s talking about moving to Mexico with Lena and some girl.” J tells her. He only told her. Her jaw dropped. Not because of him with some other girl but he stole money from Smurf. She shook her head and shrugged. “Don’t act like you don’t care.” “J I don’t. I told you he disgusts me.” She says. Though she wasn’t sure if she was lying or not. After Katherine disappeared Baz thought she’d come running in his arms but that wasn’t the case.

“Here I want you to have this.” Baz said and gave her $5000. She looked at him confused as to why he was giving her money. “What’s this for?” She asked him. “Just take it. No questions all right?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m moving to Mexico and I want you to have it.” He told her. “Who’s the girl?” Baz looked at her. “It should be you.” She wanted to laugh or even smack him but it wasn’t worth it. None of this was. “Baz you wanted me for sex that was it. Let’s not act like we had a loving caring relationship and I left you.” “Well we should have and I’m sorry we didn’t.” She grabbed the cash off the table and looked at him.

He was crazy. It wasn’t very often that Baz and her talked after the incident but when they did he brought it up and tried to make up for it. She didn’t want his Money. She didn’t need it. But Baz wouldn’t let her leave without it. “Baz you’re fucking crazy.” She said and kissed him. He kissed back quickly but before the kiss could get heated she pulled away. She didn’t smile or show any emotion. She just walked out of his house. Not looking back.

That was the last time she saw him. When she heard that he got killed she bawled her eyes out for 5 minutes but after that she didn’t. She thought about him a lot. She saw how his death affected the others and she kept their night a dirty secret from everyone but J. In the end she was glad it wasn’t her. She was thankful that they only fucked. Cuz what kind of craziness would she bring feeling elsewise?

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thespritepepsi · 9 months

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They really said “Be the change you want to see in the world.”

And I took that literally.

#animal kingdom #Baz animal kingdom #Pope animal kingdom #Baz X Reader #Pope X Reader #andrew cody #Barry blackwell #wip #my wips #current wip

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cedricssmile · 4 years

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move on - Andrew Cody

summary: y/n had been away from home for a while and had no idea that Andrew was getting let out of prison, the two have a past, it was a past of unresolved feelings. but y/n has moved on.. or had she/ pairing: Andrew ‘Pope’ Cody x Fem!Reader warnings: swearing, drinking, smoking word count: requested?: no this is one of my own

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five months ago y/n decided it was best for her to leave Oceanside for a while, she needed to get away from all of craziness that was the Cody family. Her parents grew up with Smurf they knew every secret that the woman had to offer, in the early 2000′s y/n and Pope had a fling they didn’t even know themselves as to how it happened it just did. “You said you were coming home today that true?” Deran asked y/n, the two were on a phone call and they had been for just under a hour or two. “Yes, I am. Seb he’s staying here in LA with his kid until I come back I guess.” y/n replied back as she took a drag from her smoke. “You all good?” Deran asked again. “Yeah, I’m fine just a bust day getting all of my shit together I guess, I think I am gonna stay home for a while.” y/n stated “Why’s that?” “Nothing, I just miss home.” y/n said truthfully ** y/n parked her car on the road just outside of the Cody house she was not surprised when she was the amount of cars that were surrounding the house already, she could already smell the weed and alcohol before even walking into the backyard. That was where she was greeted with massive bear hug from Craig. “You’re back!” he yelled as he spun the girl around slightly. “Can’t breathe!” y/n yelled with a slight laugh. “Sorry. I’ve just missed you.” Craig said then hugged her properly. “Missed you too.” The two walked into the yard more and was greeted by Deran, who y/n was overjoyed to see. not that she wasn’t happy to see Craig because she was, she just missed Deran a little more. “Come ‘ere.” y/n said when she saw Deran his eye’s lit up when he saw his friend he rushed towards her and tugged almost the same as to what Craig did just moments before. “God I’ve missed you.” y/n said as she hugged her best-friend she heard him laugh a little before speaking himself. “Missed you too. Want a drink?” he asked and she nodded her head with a yes. “Did you tell Smurf you were coming back?” Deran asked as he passed the beer bottle to her. “No. I packed up my things and left.” y/n said then took a sip of her beer. “Hey what happened there?” Deran asked as he slowly lifted his hand to run his fingers slightly over the purple and blue that dusted the area below y/n’s right eye. “It was nothing, I had accident on my bike earlier this week. I’m okay.” she said with a smile to silence Deran about it, all Deran did was nod then look slightly over to Craig and they both shared the same expression of not believing their friend. “what’s the occasion for the party?” y/n asked after she sat down “Smurf, what she wants goes.” Craig answered the question for her. “Got that one right.” y/n answered back. Within the five months that y/n was away a lot had changed, Julia died, Julia’s kid is not living with the family and Andrew got out of prison, the Andrew thing is the main thing that the entire family was worried about, Deran and Craig knew that she was going to be mad at him for not telling her but everyone knew it was for the best. “I’ll be back need to go to the bathroom.” y/n said and headed for the back door. “Pope and Smurf are right there.” Craig said to Deran slightly and he nodded his head and they both got up and followed y/n. “Y/n. Wait hold up-.” “Holy shit, you’re home.” y/n said out loud when she saw Pope standing next to his mother in the kitchen. “Y/n, baby you’re home.” Smurf said with a smile and then walked from where she was and over to the girl and kissed her on the forehead. “Why didn’t you tell me?” y/n asked and turned her head to look at the two men behind her. “Didn’t want you to freak out, like what you are doing right now.” Deran answered. y/n sighed then turned around to face Pope again. “Don’t think that anything between us goes back to the way it was.” y/n says with a stern voice. All he does it nod his head. “Geeze where is Adrian, I need someone who won’t lie to me.” “Baby you gotta understand we did it for you.” Smurf tried to calm her down. “We didn’t tell you, because you’re with Seb now.” Craig said and y/n was very quick to turn around and give him the most threatening death stare she could muster. “You’re with someone?” Andrew asked y/m turned around to look at Andrew once again, she looked at him with sad eye’s and nodded her head with a yes. “And I am happy, so you have to respect that.” y/n said to him. “Well then why the hell is there a bruise on your face then?” Craig asked “As I told Deran I stacked it on my bike, no big deal.” “You don’t have to lie, you can tell us baby.” Smurf said and placed her hand on y/n’s shoulder softly. “I am fine!” y/n yelled and pushed Smurf off of her shoulder. “Where’s my parents?” y/n asked and the Cody family members all looked at each other. “Oh fucken hell, just tell me.” Deran sighed before he spoke. “well shit,” “Their back in aren’t they?” y/n asked knowing exactly where they would be. “They’re in in Folsom this time, you’re dad is facing twenty to life-.” “Again, why didn’t you tell me?” “We didn’t want you to freak out.” Craig answered. “They’re my parents guy’s, I have the right to know. You know what I don’t think it was a good Idea for me to come back because it turns out that everyone is just lying to me. I thought we were all family but I guess not huh?” y/n said and then shrugged her shoulders. “I would expect it from Baz or Smurf but not you Deran, I though we were closer then than.” Y/n said then walked out of the house picking up her things then going to the garage to grab her wetsuit and surf board that she kept here. She needed to go for a surf it calmed and made her forget about everything.

** “I told you, we should of told her everything.” Deran said to his family. They all looked at each other not knowing what to say because they all knew that he was right. “We did it for her own good baby.” Smurf answered her son. “What happened to her? I saw her storm out before.” Baz asked “She found out about Pope, Wolfgang and Rose.” Craig said to his brother which made Baz sigh and run his hands over his face. “Why didn’t you just tell her when it all first happened?” Baz asked “Smurf thought it was a good idea to keep her in the dark.” Deran said and then looked sternly at his mother. “Do we really believe that she actually stacked it on her bike? I mean the last time she bit it on her bike was over ten years ago.” Craig said “I think he’s hitting her.” Craig said again. Deran nodded his head agreement. “Let’s not jump to conclusions.” Smurf said to her boys an they were all gob-smacked at their mother for what she just said. “Smurf, how the hell could you say that? We have seen him get angry and throw the worst hissy fits known to man. We have to keep her home, where she is safe.” Deran said to his mother and the other three brothers agreed with him, including Pope which was no surprise to anyone at all. He cared about the girl, more than anyone. “I’ll go and get her.” Pope announced before standing from the sofa and walked into the his room to grab his things. “Are we really just gonna let him go?” Craig asked “He’s the only one who can bring her back and we all know it.” Smurf said to her sons. * y/n loved the water it kept her calm and sane, she loved the way the water felt and they way sun tanned her skin every single time she was out on the water. Y/n made one last wave before paddling into shore, once she got to the sand she quickly undid the strap on her ankle and tucked the board under neath her shoulder and walked up to the parking lot. When she got to her car she saw somebody leaning up on the side and out of all people it was Pope the last person she wanted to see right now. “What do you want Andrew.” y/n asked Pope as she placed the board into the back of the black scout. “I want to know how you got that shinner.” he stated sternly. “As I said I fucking bit it on my bike, so stop asking me.” “The last time I remember you biting it on you’re bike was when you were sixteen, so I am asking again, how did you get the shinner?” he asked again and moved closer to y/n. “I thought about you in there.” Pope aid softly this time round. “Did you think about me?” “Yeah, I guess.” Y/n said stepping away as she pulled down the zip of her wetsuit. “So who’s this new guy then? Sebastin is it?” Pope asked “I moved on from you Andrew, you need to move on as well, we have all changed.” y/n answered. Pope watched y/n as she took the wetsuit fully off of her body, and as she walked over to the public shower that was just near by. “Just tell me the truth please.” Pope tried to plead with the girl. “I have.” “Bullshit.” y/n didn’t answer all she did was rinse her body off from the cold water of the shower, then picked the towel up and wrapped it around her waist. “I still love you.” Pope said and y/n stopped in her tracks. She turned around and spoke. “No, no you do not hace the right to be like that, you don’t just leave me for three years and come back and say that Andrew! I have a life, I have a Fiance, a son. I’ve moved on so you need to as well.” She said as she pointed at Andrew slightly. “You’re enegaed?” Pope said with clear sadness within his words. “Yeah, have been for three months. You went away okay! I didn’t know if I would ever see you again Andrew.” Andrew moved closer to y/n and grabbed her hands. “I don’t know if I ever can move on.” “Well you’re gonna have to learn to.”

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philosophyblr · 4 years

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AFRICAN & BLACK PHILOSOPHY: Getting Started

Hello everyone! As many of us who study philosophy in some form are likely aware, people of color, especially black philosophers, are radically underrepresented in the field (composing only 1.32% of all philosophers in the US). In order to combat such marginalization, and in attempt to help amplify black voices within the field of philosophy, I have complied a series of links & information here for learning more about African/black philosophy, especially within the US. Please feel free to add to this post if you feel that anything is missing, esp if ur a black person!

Overview:

According to Wikipedia.org: “African philosophy is the philosophical discourse produced by indigenous Africans and their descendants, including African Americans. African philosophers may be found in the various academic fields of philosophy, such as metaphysics, epistemology, moral philosophy, and political philosophy. One particular subject that many African philosophers have written about is that on the subject of freedom and what it means to be free or to experience wholeness.”

Articles to start with:

“What African Philosophy Can Teach You About the Good Life.”

“A truly African philosophy.”

“African Philosophy.”

“Descartes was wrong: ‘a person is a person through other persons.’”

“Does Western Philosophy Have Egyptian Roots?”

“What You Should Know About Contemporary African Philosophy.”

“Philosophy in Africa - A Case of Epistemic Injustice in the Academy.”

“The African Enlightenment.”

“The Radical Philosophy of Egypt.”

“The first God.”

“African Philosophy Is More Than You Think It Is.”

And some introductory texts:

Barry Hallen, A Short History of African Philosophy. Bloomington and Indianapolis: Indiana University Press (2009).

Samuel Oluoch Himbo, An Introduction to African Philosophy. Lanham et al.: Rowman and Littlefield (1998).

Dismas Masolo, African Philosophy in Search of Identity. Bloomington and Indianapolis: Indiana University Press (1994).

Kwasi Wiredu, A Companion to African Philosophy. Malden, Oxford, Victoria: Blackwell Publishing (2004). (PDF version linked here.)

Key essays:

“The Struggle for Reason in Africa” by Mogobe Ramose in The African Philosophy Reader eds. P.H. Coestzee & A.P.J. Roux

“Appeal,” David Walker

“What to the Slave is the 4th of July?”, Frederick Douglass

“Ain’t I a Woman?”, Sojourner Truth

“The Black Woman’s role in the Community of Slaves,” Angela Davis

The Souls of Black Folk by W.E.B. DuBois (first chapter esp.)

“A Problem of Biography in African Thought” & “What Does It Mean to Be a Problem?” by Lewis Gordon in Existentia Africana

“Racism and Feminism,” by bell hooks in the PDF linked here

“Recognizing Racism in the Era of Neoliberalism,” Angela Davis

“Nonviolence and Racial Justice,” Martin Luther King, Jr.

“The Ballot or the Bullet,” Malcolm X

“The Uses of Anger: Women Responding to Racism,” Audre Lorde

“Whiteness as Property,” Cheryl Harris

Important contemporary black philosophers:

Cornel West (political philosophy, philosophy of religion, ethics, race, democracy, liberation theology)

Angela Davis (also a writer and social activist & just a general badass, really worth knowing about regardless of whether or not you have an interest in philosophy)

bell hooks (race, capitalism, sexuality & gender through a postmodern perspective)

Lewis Gordon (Africana philosophy, black existentialism, phenomenology)

Kwame Anthony Appiah (probabilistic semantics, political theory, moral theory, intellectual history, race and identity theory)

Patricia Hill Collins (sociology of knowledge, race, class, gender studies)

John H. McWhorter (linguistics)

George Yancy (Critical philosophy of race, critical whiteness studies, African philosophy, philosophy of the body)

Kwassi Wiredu (African philosophy)

Franz Fanon (20th century Marxism, psychoanalysis, colonialism)

Online podcasts, blogs, & videos:

Podcast on Africana philosophy (the website linked here also contains several useful links and resources for further reading)

Youtube series on African Philosophy

Award-winning blog run by a Nigerian-Finnish woman which “connects feminism with critical reflections on contemporary culture from an Africa-centred perspective.”

Other links & resources:

Journal on African Philosophy

Wikipedia page, which includes a list of African philosophers

History of African Philosophy

Online bibliography on African Philosophy

25 Black Scholars You Should Know

The Collegium of Black Women Philosophers

#lmk if this needs to be edited or corrected in any way!#to be continued -- i plan on doing more posts related to african philosophy/black folks in philosophy #studyblr #philosophy #african philosophy #africana philosophy #black philosophy #black academia #academia #african academia #masterpost #race #blm #support blm #blm movement #black lives matter #i spent so much time on this rip

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itsworn · 5 years

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Celebrating the Anniversary of the Ford Model A at 2019 Grand National Roadster Show

Most Deluxe readers are familiar with the Grand National Roadster Show and its iconic America’s Most Beautiful Roadster award. While the AMBR contenders usually get the most attention, for the last dozen years the GNRS has also devoted a hall to exhibits with a specific theme. This show-within-a-show started in 2007 with the Deuce’s 75th Anniversary, undoubtedly a highlight in the show’s nearly seven-decade history. Many others have followed since, such as Customs Then and Now, Tribute to the Bonneville Salt Flats, and last year’s muscle car display. For 2019, Building No. 9 was solely devoted to 1928-1931 Ford automobiles, aka the Model A.

The unjudged exhibition, sponsored by C.W. Moss Ford Parts, was the brainstorm of Brian Bauer and Karpo Murkijanian, two individuals well-known in our scene. Brian has owned his street-driven A roadster since the 1970s, a survivor that competed in the first NHRA Nationals at Great Bend, Kansas, in 1955, before setting numerous track records, including at Lions. Karpo has the same affinity for drag race history, having restored the Mondello & Matsubara AA/Fuel Altered Fiat Topolino with Pete Eastwood, as it looked 50 years ago.

Brian and Karpo worked up an extensive list of potential guests, which they combined to create the most impressive group of Model As ever assembled. The job wasn’t easy by any stretch, since they had to track down owners of some of their wish-list cars. Though they could not locate all of them, they didn’t have to worry about filling any empty spots considering their long waiting list. Ultimately, they had 107 spots available, and 107 cars showed up. The place oozed with hot rod history, from past AMBR winners to magazine cover cars. It was a sight to behold.

Model As far as the eye can see, representing the various versions offered by Ford between late 1927 and the end of 1931. With close to 5 million produced worldwide, no wonder the car has become a hot rod favorite to this day.

Entering the hall, visitors were greeted by a group of former AMBR champions. Many will recognize the Bill NieKamp blue roadster, which won the first competition in 1950. But who remembers its neighbor? Jerry Woodward built and still owns the Thunder Rod, which has not changed much since its AMBR victory in 1957, though he added the supercharger later.

Based on a ’29 roadster channeled 5 inches, Chuck Krikorian’s Emperor won the AMBR competition in 1960, with help from George Barris. Among the unique touches, note the nose piece by Barris Kustom and the 406ci ’57 Cadillac V8 with six carbs. The Gejeian family currently owns this piece of show-car history.

Drag racing enthusiasts associate Rich Guasco with the famous Pure Hell, a nasty roadster that he drove to many Fuel Altered victories during the 1960s. He also owns a piece of hot rodding history in the shape of this Model A, which he started driving it at age 13 in the 1950s. It won the AMBR competition in 1961 and graced the covers of Speed Mechanics, Mar. 1958, and HRD, May 2013.

Next to Guasco’s roadster is John Corno’s AMBR winner, which Russ Meeks built with a tilt body (lengthened 4 inches) that covered a ’68 Olds Toronado V8. More alterations came in 1986, such as the hand-built stainless steel chassis. Oregon residents Roman and Judy Baszniak currently own the famous roadster.

Bill Grant impressed the crowd with his ’28 roadster, aka the Muroc Roadster, when he and builders Terry and David Stoker entered the 2017 AMBR field. To the surprise of many, it retains stock (but mega-detailed) mechanical brakes, together with a seriously hopped-up ’32 Model B engine. It now comes equipped with a vintage Miller overhead conversion and Zephyr intake manifold. The car’s full story was in our July 2017 issue.

Galpin Speed Shop displayed the Bill Likes ’29 roadster, also known as the Edelbrock Special. Bill worked as Edelbrock’s shop manager during the postwar years. Back in 1951, the dry-lake-prepped Model A on a ’32 frame posted a speed of 153 mph in the B class.

Tom Lieb is the owner of Scat Enterprises, which has been specializing in aftermarket crankshafts for decades. He bought his well-known ’29 roadster in 1958. He had Pete Chapouris’ So-Cal Speed Shop redo the car in 2007, featuring a cab stretched 3 inches, and entered the AMBR battle with help from Jimmy Shine in 2016. Motivation comes from a ’49 59AB flathead.

Building 9 housed a bunch of recently built hot rods taking clues from our scene’s early days. Take Rudi Hillebrand’s red ’31 coupe for instance. It runs a 268ci ’50 Ford flathead V8 fitted with Navarro heads and an Eddie Meyer Hollywood intake manifold. Next to it sits the mildly chopped coupe owned by Mike Herman of H&H fame, which gained some oomph courtesy of a McCulloch supercharger.

Burbank Choppers Car Club member Verne Hammond unearthed quite a survivor during one of his numerous visits to the Pomona Swap Meet, in the shape of the Ken Blackwell Street Jewel built in 1958-1959. Based on a ’29 roadster, it appeared among a few other cars on the cover of HOT ROD, Nov. 1961. The Olds-powered roadster was a cover car again in our Nov. 2014 issue (“Street Jewel Shines Again”).

Note the unusual front fender treatment on Rob Dehoney’s ’29 roadster. Rob belonged to a group of young fellas who hill climbed in San Francisco in the 1930s, and the car has remained in the same family since. Other uncommon characteristics include late ’30s Plymouth bumpers and grille, plus an Auburn windshield and dash.

The Tom Morris ’29 roadster was built in 1948, then raced at the dry lakes and dragstrips, before being parked in 1955. This jalopy is the real deal, with its ’48 Ford flathead, ’40 Ford trans, Tom Morris-made cast quick-change rear, and Crestliner steering wheel. Incidentally, it ran 110 mph at Bonneville in 1953 in the C Roadster class. Our cover story on the car, “Renaissance Man,” ran in the Nov. 2018 issue.

Jay Dean of Nostalgia Ranch in California had two of his hot rods on exhibit at GNRS, a trophy-winning ’32 five-window coupe shown in the Suede Palace and this neat ’28 Model A painted ’32 Alfa Romeo Red. Sitting on a custom frame, the chopped and channeled roadster relies on a 365-horse 327ci GM engine.

Although it never appeared in the TV show, they call it the Dragnet Roadster because Jack Webb posed in the company of the vehicle, then owned by Tom Pollard, on a HOT ROD cover in 1955. Richard Loe is the current caretaker of the relic. It hasn’t changed much since its flamed 1968 repaint.

Longtime lake racer Jim Travis broke a couple of records at Bonneville with his ’29 roadster, specifically 124 mph in X/GR (1969) and 113 mph in X/STR (1970). And yes, the L.A. Roadsters club member still owns the car today, which he drove daily for years. The triple-carbed 297ci ’48 Merc engine received a Clay Smith cam. Behind it reside a ’39 Ford trans and a ’48 Ford rearend.

Billy Crewl became good friends with Jack Calori, who owned a distinctive Model A recognizable thanks to its two-piece windshield and upswept exhaust pipes. This relationship led Billy to create a tribute of the roadster in question, seen here. It uses a ’28 body bolted to a ’32 Ford chassis, a ’46 Merc motor, and a deep, owner-applied black paint job.

Many people had their eyes on James Bobowski’s ’29 roadster from New Jersey when he entered the 2018 AMBR competition. Originally built by the Ayala Brothers at Gil’s Auto Body in 1950, the now restored roadster did not win. Interestingly, it had already gained recognition in the 1950s, having raced at the Bonneville Nationals (1951) and having appeared in Hop Up magazine (1952) as well as the movie The Lively Set.

Clark Crump put his Model A coupe on exhibit in the Four Ever Four Cylinder Club booth. Bob Kehoe, a respected Bonneville 200 MPH Club member, owned the vehicle for years. He bought it as a stocker in 1998 before hopping up the four-banger with an overhead conversion.

John Mumford has amassed an amazing collection of hot rods and customs over the years, such as Sam Barris’ ’49 Merc and the Ala Kart, seen in these pages as well. Add to the list this ’29 pickup with ’49 Cad V8 power, which was featured in HOT ROD, Apr. 1962, when the car was owned by David Dias. Great stance can be attributed in part to the frame being kicked up 5 1/2 inches at the rear.

Jim Jacobs created quite a commotion when he brush-painted his ’28 phaeton with friends during a 1987 Goodguys event. The car then shared the cover of Rod & Custom (Dec. 1988) with Pete Chapouris’ ’32 roadster known as Limefire. That red paint is still on the unrestored body today, though it has since been plastered with old cut-up HRM articles.

East Bay Speed & Custom beautifully handled the restoration of Mickey Himsl’s ’29 truck, which he has owned since the early 1960s. Some might even argue it’s better now, with additional chrome and details. It goes down the road courtesy of a 265ci ’48 Ford 59AB flathead mated to a ’39 Ford gearbox.

To put the Ala Kart into perspective, let’s just mention that AMT sold more than a million scale-model kits of the ’29-based truck. Winning the AMBR contest in 1958 and 1959 certainly helped put the vehicle on the map. Richard Peters collaborated with George Barris on this build, remembered for its futuristic appearance at the time, with ’57 Chrysler quad headlights molded into a custom nose. John Mumford is now the proud owner.

Bill Kenz’s Odd Rod, based on a ’31 truck, ran 140 mph at Bonneville in 1949. The July 1949 HOT ROD cover star consisted of two Model A frames welded together, plus two engines with two clutches connected with a custom driveshaft. Fellow Coloradan Mike Nicholas recreated this cool tribute.

The Chrisman family had drag racing legend Jack Chrisman’s ’29 sedan on exhibit. He raced it in the 1950s, with a flathead V8 and a 331ci Chrysler Hemi, before selling it in 1956. In 1998, the family got it back after it was in storage for 32 years. Jim Travis, whose yellow roadster can be seen in this article, restored the Tudor beautifully.

In January 1963, HOT ROD put a neat red ’29 Tudor on its cover, with owner Don Grant pulling the 265ci Corvette engine out. Don still drives it regularly 56 years later, although he has replaced the steel wheels and chrome caps with American Racing rims. The silver and black paint has been dressing the shell since 1972.

Running 159 mph with a ’29 Model A at Bonneville was no easy feat in 1954, but that’s what the William Brothers did, thanks in part to a healthy 241ci Hemi V8. The roadster received plenty of attention from the media, too, including HOT ROD, which featured it in the Dec. 1954 issue. The car went into storage in 1956 and remained untouched for 50 years, until Tom McIntyre saw fit to add the well-preserved roadster to his collection. The roadster is yet another HRD cover car, its tale told in “Common Ground,” Mar. 2018.

The Lambrose/Iacono team drag raced the ’29-based 99 Jr. from 1954 until 1957, using a derelict ex–dry lake roadster. Yet, unlike most builders who remained faithful to V8s at the time, they used a GMC six-cylinder fed by a 50/50 mix of alcohol and nitro, good for sub-11-second e.t.’s at about 125-130 mph. Neil O’Kane now owns and restored the roadster, which had only lost one race in three years of competition.

Tony Nancy has been known to produce topnotch drag cars, and his 22 Jr. is no exception. Weighing under 1,600 pounds, the ’29 roadster features a Kent Fuller chassis, mag wheels, and a supercharged Buick nailhead V8, netting 144 mph over the quarter-mile. Pennsylvania’s Ross Meyers has the Apr. 1960 HOT ROD cover car in his custody now.

Some visitors likely wondered what this ’32 coupe was doing in a sea of Model As. Well, look closely: This isn’t a Deuce but a ’31 coupe featuring more than 100 body alterations. It was parked next to a bone-stock Model A to display the work performed. Greg Zulim bought the vehicle in 1964 at age 14 and modified it over the years, including the installation of a ’58 Buick V8 with a 6-71 GMC blower.

“From Parade Wagon to Hot Rod in 4 Weeks” claimed a sign next to Scott Williams’ 1930 woody wagon from Minnesota. The treatment included a selection of traditional hot rod components, including a dropped axle, juice brakes, and Halibrand quick-change. The four-banger received a selection of cleverly picked period goodies as well, from the Weiand head and Cragar side cover to the Zephyr intake manifold and dual Strombergs.

Tom Leonardo displayed his ’29 Model A, originally built by John Athan in 1937 using a $7 roadster body and a $5.50 Deuce chassis. The car also participated in one of the last El Mirage races before WWII, where it ran 108 mph. Years later it appeared in the movie Loving You, driven by a young Elvis Presley.

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sudden death - andrew cody

summary: there is finally a spur of quite time within the Cody family and all Andrew wants to do is spend time with y/n. everything has been tense since the Lucy drama, y/n would never be able to forgive her for taking Pope away from her and her family. y/n and Pope enjoy there down time together as much as they can, before more drama starts to boil. pairing: Andrew ‘pope’ Cody x Fem!Reader warnings: swearing, mentions of blood? I think, FLUFF, gun violence word count: 2850 requested?: No this is one of my originals

[ PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR TAKE CREDIT FOR ANY OF MY WORK ] It’s a long one kids, so fasten ur seatbelts, probably will be a two part series ( MY GIF )

“How do we even know that she is even telling the truth for god sake.” y/n said slightly moving her hands up and down before placing them on her hips. “I told you she wouldn’t take no for an answer.” J said as he slightly moved into the middle of the circle that they were standing in. “We don’t even know if Lucy took it-.” “Yah, we do.” Pope said cutting off Deran as he spoke. “Who knows what Marco told her, to get her to stop hurting her man.” Deran said finishing off of his sentence, slightly shaking his head as he did. “ It ain’t right.” Craig said as he shook his own head at the situation. “It’s not right.” Craig said again “We wouldn't be standing here if Lucy didn’t take that money, okay. Smurf decied that she was going to do this the moment we said no.” J explained to his uncles and y/n. y/n stood there next to Deran she had a stern look on her face she was ready to kill Lucy, the two of them never got on at all. There was really no reason for it the two just didn’t like each other end of story. y/n looked at Craig then she looked over to Pope the shared a small smile towards each other before Deran started talking again. “I’m not gonna start a war with some cartel bitch who smuggles drugs and people for a living.” “We can still walk away from this.” “he’s right, just let Smurf deal with this.” y/n said to the Cody boys, “No, Lucy gonna think it was all of us no matter what.” Pope said as he shook his head “Smurf knows it.” Pope said again as he looked up at the old abandoned building that they were all outside of, Deran and Y/n coped his actions slightly. “Godamit.” “I guess let’s go back up there and tell her how it’s gonna go down.” y/n said and all of the Cody boys nodded their heads slightly at the girl. “y/n.” she turned her head to see Pope standing back watching his brothers and nephew go back inside, “yeh? what’s up?” she said walking towards her partner. “No matter what happens today, you stay safe and clear. I can’t have anything happen to you, not again.” he said then pulled the woman in for a tight hug. “You can’t talk hun, you do stupid shit all the time.” y/n said to Pope with a laugh and he slightly laughed back. ** “One black suburban, three guy’s.” y/n said as she read out the text message from J. “You wait with Marco. You two open the front door when they get here. I’ll bring them in.” Pope instructed and they all listened to the eldest Cody sibling. “Pope. I love you.” y/n softly said Andrew before quickly pressing a kiss to the his lips, she felt him kiss back and she smiled. “Love you too.” Pope said back an y/n chased after Deran as they waited for the others arrivals. “Open up.” y/n said to Deran they both grabbed a side of the door each and allowed the cars to come through into the warehouse. Pope gestured to J to park on the left, and Lucy on the right whilst Deran and y/n made their way back around to everyone. “Where is he.” was the first thing that Lucy said to Smurf. “Where are my things?’ Smurf asked the young girl ignoring her question all together. Lucy turned to her men, speaking Spanish to them. One of her men open up the boot to Lucy’s car “Craig.” Smurf called out to her son, as soon as he heard his name he walked out with a beaten and gaged Marco, Lucy had hatred in her eye’s she wanted to kill Smurf for taking her brother. Smurf strutted over to the black Suburban, y/n followed her. They both looked through the cases together. “it’s not all here.” y/n whispered to Smurf, Smurf was angry. “Where’s the rest of it?” y/n asked the Latina woman. “You wanted what I took, there it is.” Lucy said back to y/n “Where's the cash?” Smurf asked Lucy sighed before talking. “Why don’t you ask you’re sons Janine? “ After Lucy said that y/n turned her gaze to Pope he felt her gaze on him but he didn’t look at his girlfriend. “Baz gave them their cut before you got him killed.” Lucy spat with venom laced in her words. “Did you expect me to fence it foe you?” Lucy asked again. “Are we doing this or not?” Lucy asked the older woman “Just take it Smurf.” Pope said to his mother, Smurf looked over to Craig and she nodded her head to give Marco back to his sister, Craig threw the man to one of the Mexican men that came along with Lucy. “Put everything in the truck.” Smurf instructed Pope and Craig made their way over to the Black Suburban and took two cases out each and put them in the back of J’s truck. Marco spat the gag out from his mouth angrily, You think this shit's over, huh?! I'm gonna blast all you - punk asses tomorrow, watch!-” “Shut up Marco!” Lucy yelled to her younger brother, “Sicko bitch!” he yelled out to Smurf as he got the tape from his wrists cut off. “Shut up!” Pope yelled to Marco. That was when Marco grabbed the handgun from the Mexican's and started to shoot at the Cody family. “Shit!” y/n yelled as she grabbed the handgun from the back of her pants, she quickly took the safety off of it and started to shoot at the men. “Y/n!” Y/n heard Pope call out her name but she was unable to get to him into time, before she tried to rush towards Andrew, one of the Mexican men shot at Y/n and hit her in the front side of her right thigh. , “Shit, one of them got y/n!” Deran yelled out, y/n leaned up on the side of the car trying to hide herself from everything. Not only was Deran to protect himself he was trying to keep his friend, his family member protected from being hurt again. “Stay down!’ Craig yelled out to his family members, they all listened. “Go, go, go!.” The tires of the black suburban squealed along the ground of the warehouse as they fled from the scene. “Come on.” Deran said as he helped y/n “Shit.” Craig as soo as he saw the sight of y/n and the blood rushing out of her leg. “You hit?” Deran asked everyone and they all shook their head with a no besides y/n. “I hit Marco man.” Craig said with a stressful tone. | Y/n looked around the empty room, where was Pope?’ “Pope, where is he?” y/n said loudly. “Where the hell is he!” y/n yelled again, by now she had war, tears running down her face, Deran pulled his friend in closer towards his shoulder. Y/n couldn’t lose Andrew, not again. * “Why Pope? Why would they take him?” y/n said to Deran as they walked into Smurf’s house, “Payback.” was the only thing that he said back to the girl. As soon as they got into the house y/n was quick to go to her room, she a was a nurse so she knew how to fix herself up. She was able to get the slug out of her thigh with no other problems. “We can’t go to Mexico and take on Lucy’s men.” y/n heard Deran say to his brother. “We don’t have the firepower, we don’t have the numbers.” Deran stated. y/n walked into the kitchen limping standing next to Deran “Why couldn’t you just listen to us in the first place Smurf?” y/n said to Smurf after Deran stopped talking. “Pope is gone man!” Deran yelled, “ Is that how you'd do me? Just sit here with your thumb up your ass while I'm getting my ears hacked off?!” Craig exclaimed. “ Stop. We're gonna get him back, but we need to keep our heads and think it through.” Y/n scoffed at Smurf for what she had to say. “Why didn’t you just listen to us in the first place! Then we wouldn’t be in this mess!” Y/n exclaimed again. “Oh, think it through? Is that what you did when you went behind our backs and took Marco in the first place?” Craig exclaimed “I did what was best for the family, and you know it.” Smurf stated. “Oh yeah, I bet you did.” “Bullshit Smurf this is about you, you did this shit for you.” Deran said through gritted teeth. y/n was quick to place a hand around Deran’s shoulder slightly, “If we’d let Lucy steal from us, we would be finished.” “Finished! none of us wanted to do this in the first place! Not Craig, Not me! Not Pope. I mean god Y/n hell, Y/n go shot! If Pope is dead this is on you Smurf! On you!” Deran said to his mother, “You really messed up this time Smurf. Like he said if he’s dead this is on you.” “And you, you knew those gangbangers, yeah you think I didn’t, but I saw it. And since you've gotten here, Cath’s gone missing, Baz is dead and now this!” “Back off, back off of him.” Deran said trying to push his brother away. “Wait, you expect me to believe he had nothing to do with this?” Craig exclaimed “This isn't the time for this right now! -” Deran tried to intervein “What, you're taking his side?!” Craig just spoke over his brother ignoring his words. “Enough, I’m the one who took Marco, no one wanted it to go like this. All that matters is Pope.” J had a stare of hatred upon to his uncle, “J go and get the suitcases from the truck.” Smurf instructed to the young boy and he listened leaving the kitchen in a hurry. Y/n moved over to where Deran and Craig were and hugged them both. “It’s okay, it’ll be okay.” Deran said to his older brother. ** The four adults sat in the living room of Smurfs house, y/n sat on the lounge with her leg slightly levitated as she smoked the cigarette in her hand. “I know I shouldn’t say this but I think Pope knew more than what we do.” y/n stated, the three Cody boys all looked at each other before J spoke. “How so.” “That’s the only explanation J, why else would she take Pope?” J didn’t respond he just sat there staring at the girl. “I’m going to meet Lucy now.” Smurf said to the young adults that sat in her living room. Deran placed his hand on the girl’s leg, comforting her in a way. “Alone.” Smurf continued on to what she had to say. “Is Pope alive?” Deran asked after he rubbed his hands stressfully over his face “I don’t know.” Smurf said looking away from her children, y/n knew she was telling the truth and that made their tears start to well up in her eye’s again slightly. “Well we’re coming with you.” Craig stated to his mother, his words were shaky as he spoke. “No.” “That’s bullshit.” “Y-You can’t go alone Smurf. It’s too dangerous.” J said looking at his grandmother. “Lucy has the upper hand right now, these are her terms.” “Since when have you cared about that before?” Craig asked “Marco is dead.” Everyone looked at each other, Y/n looked Craig in the eye’s he didn’t mean to kill Marco, he was his friend. “Shit.” y/n said under her breath as she took another hit from her cigarette. Smurf walked away leaving the four adults to themselves. “Fuck sake.” y/n said as she wiped the tear away from her face. “If he is dead, I’ll kill her myself. And that’s a promise.” Y/n said, then standing up from the lounge she put out her smoke in the ash tray on the coffee table than went outside to the garage. * Y/n stood in the shower, she let the hot water run down her body as she tried to wash away all of the stress and failure away from her body. Turning off the water she stood there for a moment thinking to herself, why Pope why would she do this to her and her family. Y/n stood out of the shower grabbing a towel and dried herself off before putting on a clean change of clothes. “Smurf’s back.” Craig said as he opened the door to the bathroom, y/n looked at herself in the mirror slightly. “You look fine, let’s go hun.” Craig reached his hand out of for y/n to take and she took it gratefully. the four adults walked out of the house and into the backyard, she looked up at Craig and he smiled down at the girl, he knew how much they meant to each other, he appreciated how much she has helped. his brother. When she saw Pope get out of the car the real tears started to fall down her face. He started to walk closer to his family, y/n slightly pushed the other boys out of the way and rushed towards Pope. “I thought I lost you.” y/n said to Pope as she hugged him, he wrapped his arms around y/n’s body closer to his, he would feel the tears falling onto his shirt as he hugged her. “It’s okay.” Pope said as he rested his head in the crook of her neck. “Go and say hi to your brothers, they’re worried sick about you.” y/n said slightly pushing Pope away from her body, he kissed the top of y/n’s head before walking over to his brothers and J. Y/n looked over to where Smurf’s car was she was still sitting in it by herself, y/n looked at Smurf with hatred in her eye’s. Y/n would never be able to forgive Smurf for allowing this to happen all y/n did was shake her head at the older woman before following the Cody men into the house. * Y/n allowed Pope to shower by himself, she had the covers over her has she layed in her bed there was a slight smile on her face as she layed there by herself. Y/n looked out the window and looked at how bright the moon was that night, it was a sense of calmness for her, “You still awake?” Pope asked as he entered y/n’s room. “Just.” She said turning around to lay on her back. Pope only had his grey sweatpants on, his body still slightly damp from the shower before hand. Pope threw the towel that he was drying his hair with on the chair next to him before climbing onto the bed to hover over y/n, y/n moved one of her legs out from underneath the covers to wrap around Pope’s leg to nudge him closer to her body, that made Andrew lean down onto y/n more, not knowing that she had the gun wound on her leg. “Shit, Andrew. Be careful.” y/n hissed at her partner. “What?!” “I got shot today.” y/n said keeping her eye’s away from Andrew’s, Andrew moved off of y/n pulling the blanket off of her body slowly he was exposed to the bandage going around her right thigh, “Shit.” Pope said to himself as he looked at the bandage around thigh, it was slightly bloody from when y/n put it on her leg hours before hand. “I-I’m so sorry y/n.” “It’s not your fault I got slugged Andrew, I was just in the wrong place wrong time.” he didn’t answer all he did was shake his head slightly before carefully climbing above y/n again. “I love you.” Andrew said before resting his forehead against y/n’s, their noses rubbed against each other before Andrew closed the distance and kissed y/n directly on the lips, “I am just so glad that the didn’t take you away from m Andrew.” y/n said placing a hand on his face, her index finger slowly tracing over the freckles on his cheek. “I couldn’t lose you, not again.” she said then kissed the palm of his hand, he smiled down at her with all the joy in the world. Hours later Smurf came by y/n’s room to come an talk to her, when opened the door she saw her eldest with his arms wrapped around y/n’s waist, y/n was pretending to sleep and waited for the woman to leave. “I know you’re awake y/n, I just wanted to say sorry.” Smurf said then left the two to themselves. * At three AM that night she took Craig’s bike from the garage and drove away from the Cody household. She was going to kill Lucy for what she did to her boyfriend, Baz, her friends an family. There was only two ways of how this could go either y/n kills Lucy, or Lucy kills y/n, there is only one way out of it and it is sudden death..

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