#by haleyboook
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Run away with me
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word count: 1,975
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Filming for our upcoming movies and shows have been hectic.
Our home is more of a stop over than a home at this moment
And it doesn’t help having my sister and Chris’s brother staying in our house with us. Ever since the pandemic happened they’ve lived with us.
With the pandemic finally winding down we’ve been dropping hints for them to leave
Malia says it’s annoyingly obvious, but I tell her that’s the point. Chris can’t kick anyone out, he’s too nice.
So I’ve been holding back on telling Malia and Scott to give us some space
I can’t remember the last time we just had the house to ourselves.
And I long for it.
Scott was out on an audition while Malia was at a cafe working on her schoolwork for her masters degree
It was just me and the house, silence never felt so good.
My phone chimes and I look to the message from Scott, telling everyone in our group chat that he’s going for drinks tonight
Malia texts back asking where the fuck her invitation is
I shake my head as I sigh
Scott types back an invite and she tells everyone she’s in
Do you know what that means?
I get my moment of peace.
I get a moment with my fiancé
Chris sighs loudly as he enters the house
He says “Honey?”
“In the family room!”
“We have our house to ourselves and you’re watching tv?”
He enters the living room, dropping his bag when he sees me
The corners of his wide smile turn upwards as he stifles a laugh “dressed like that. boy I like our alone time.”
He jumps the couch, landing on me as I move out of impact
He curls his fingers into the straps of the lingerie saying “God where have you been hiding this at?”
I smile as I say “I’ve had it since we got engaged, and you were wondering why I was so pushy with the siblings to get out.”
“First thing tomorrow I’ll send them away.” He says in a muffled tone with his lips pressed against my shoulder blades
A shaky sigh escapes my lips as I say “God I love you.”
As soon as he begins to remove pieces of the top I hear something
Our door opens and slams
Malia says “You embarrassed me in front of your friends!”
“You were flirting with all my gay friends!”
Chris says “shit!”
He covers me as he falls on me, looking for something to cover me with he sees the blanket on the chair… across the living room
He leans to leave but I pull him back over me, in an effort to hide me
Malia shouts “Y/N!! Tell me you made dinner! I’m starv-ING! OH MY GOD.”
She screams in horror as Chris releases an irritated sigh as he glares at her
Scott says “What- oh my god! You are disgusting!”
Chris shakes his head saying “Get out.”
Malia and Scott laugh loudly as Chris covers my exposed self. Malia says “You two have a bedroom, you know that right.”
I sit up, with Chris holding his hands over my exposed body, his eyes widening as I grow angrier and more conflict driven
“We paid for this house, in all cash, out of our own pockets. I bought this couch, I’ve bought everything in this damn room! I have the fucking right to do whatever I please with my significant other wherever I please.”
Scott says “We eat popcorn and watch movies there. That’s- so disgusting.”
I hurl the remote towards their heads screaming “get out!”
It smashes into the wall and they both look to me shocked. Malia says “God, what crawled up your ass tonight.”
Scott says “That’s no way to treat your guests-”
I reach for anything I can find on the coffee table to throw, but Chris pulls the items out of my hands, finally he hands me a pillow
In all my effort I hit Scott’s head as he steps back
“Get out!” I scream in annoyance
Malia says “Off to our rooms we go-”
“No move out!” I scream as I press the pillow to my chest in an effort of coverance
Chris defends them saying “Honey don’t be rash alright? They just need a place…”
I scoff saying “Apparently you want to sleep on this couch tonight.”
I stand up, grabbing the blanket, wrapping it around me and roughly hitting Chris with it
I saunter past my sister and Scott, I glare at them saying “Stay… be our guests! And ruin my sex life, assholes.”
I huff in annoyance as I stomp up the stairs, knowing I’m overreacting but it’s just a constant annoyance them being here
I snapped.
Chris stares at the two of them. Malia says “Well she’s in a bad mood.”
“Shut up. I’m not in the mood to hear you complain about your sister.” Chris says in annoyance
Scott says “We didn’t mean to start problems between you two.”
“Fuck off. You two can fight over a room, I’m getting a guest room. Sleep on the couch. And be considerate of our house and our relationship.”
“We have been. You don’t think we’ve been extremely accepting of the two of you? You practically drool over breakfast every morning while you two remain nearly naked cooking our food.”
“Which is gross, and unsanitary.” Malia fills in
Scott says “And your late night quickies, we can hear those. It’s like I need to cut my ears off.”
Chris shakes his head saying “God.. she’s right, you’ve put this massive strain on my relationship. It’s like you’re trying to make us fail!”
Scott gasps with Malia, they both say in a surprised tone “We would never!”
Chris says “if you ruin my relationship with her I will never forgive either of you. You already have me sleeping in different beds, arguing with her, and not talking now. So thank you… for ruining something that took years to get.”
Chris storms upstairs in a big hurry and annoyance
He knocks on our master bedroom door, knowing it’s a long shot to get a response from me
I’m already sitting in a hot bath ignoring the three annoyances in my life at the moment
He sighs saying “Can we just talk please? Honey?”
He doesn’t receive an answer and he finds his way to Scott’s guest bedroom. He falls onto the bed, punching the pillows and muttering to himself
“Fucking bullshit..”
He repeatedly punches the pillows as he says “And this bed sucks.”
That was about it for the night, other than me sprawling across our king mattress all on my own
But I couldn’t sleep. Half way through the night I got this ridiculous urge
And I followed through with it
I left my room, and went down the stairs to find Chris
Only to find Scott asleep on the couch, and a massive mess of food in the kitchen
And a sink full of dishes, which ultimately almost sets me off again
But I close my eyes and focus on my plans.
I walk back up the stairs and push open Scott’s door
Chris grumbles saying “Fuck off Scott. This is my house, take the couch.”
I step further into the room, climbing the bed saying “Chris.”
He looks to me quickly, the anger dissolving quickly
“I thought you were mad at me.”
“I was mad about the situation. Not you.”
My hands press to his face as I sit on his chest “Let’s leave.”
“What?” He asks confused in a sleepy tone
“Let’s run away, together, come on.”
“What are you talking about?”
He sits up, and I slide down to his legs. He holds tightly to me saying “I’m sorry, what?”
“Run away with me. Let’s leave and go get married. Buy a house somewhere spontaneously and just be off on our own, married, and happy.”
His eyes widen as he says “But our families…”
I nod saying “Yes, our families, they can wonder where we left to for a few days. Come on, be spontaneous with me. Don’t you want to marry me?”
“I do… I do, y/n… I just, I thought you wanted the big happy wedding with your dad walking you down the aisle and all the family being together.”
“We can do that later. I want to get married now, May 30th is a great day for an anniversary.”
He smiles and says “Fine, I’m in. Let’s get married.”
He dives in to kiss me and I loop my arms around the back of his neck
We’re getting married
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hi everyone….
sorry I went dark on you all, it’s been awhile, I know, I’m so sorry! It’s been crazy to say the least for awhile.
I want to continue my stories, I’ve been struggling to post on all platforms especially tumblr and I want to make revisions to the stories first, especially past mistakes! I hope you all won’t mind that, but I feel that it’s needed for me to continue the story. I don’t like the choices I made originally for a part or two and I just want to adjust it
I have another story in mind for once it finishes, I actually have two. I’ll put a poll out or a post and ask which everyone would prefer when the time comes
Looking at the stories most have at least 4-5 more parts left which sounds amazing
I have the next couple parts for past mistakes written and I’ll work on editing and deleting parts from previous parts!
Just wanted to update everyone!
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An update for everyone:
I’ve been inactive for awhile. I apologize, I have been struggling with my mental health and a lot of family problems.
I feel guilty for not posting on this account, I check it every day and I feel this sinking feeling of disappointment and guilt for not providing updates as usual as I used to. I haven’t been in a good mindset and my writing feels forced and it’s not my best work
As of now, I need to decide what will be discontinued and what will continue on once I gain some time and confidence back
Please by all means voice your opinion on which stories to keep!
Right now I have these stories on the possible discontinue list:
-Past mistakes (sadly)
- After all
- Tony’s widow
- Motherly intuition
- (the last part to the) sexiest man alive’s Photographer wife
My reasoning for the possible discontinuing of most of my stories:
Past mistakes.. is my favorite writing of mine on here. It’s a story I really liked and enjoyed posting
After my last update, I didn’t like where I took the story and ultimately don’t like the story as much as I should.
95% of me wants to scrap the last chapter and fix it. The other 5% wants to abandon the story completely. It doesn’t do as well as it used to, and my joy for it isn’t the same. I have other books in drafts that I personally like more
Tony’s widow.. hm, I really liked where I was going with this one. But, the plot of she-hulk didn’t fit it the best. Don’t know if I’ll continue it. But I like the character I created but don’t know if she should end up with Tony or Bruce
After all… two parts are out. It’s a cute story, might make it into a short story. Not a long one, need to edit some of the published parts if I continue it
Motherly intuition… I LOVE this story, but it’s been so long since ds:mom came out I feel like it’s gonna flop lol. I’m 85% sure I’ll post one or two more parts to wrap up the little story
Sexiest man alive’s photographer wife.. was just a blurb I wanted to put out there and it did really well surprisingly. Had another sort of story in my drafts from the puppy interview and made a small adaption to make this story. I feel like I covered the story for the most part, idk if I really need another part, if you guys think so I can make a short and sweet ending part!
Stories that will indefinitely not continue:
Protecting the ones you love
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Past mistakes pt. 11
Word count: 2,069
Warnings: arguing, cursing, tons of emotions
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Cora steps out of the house as I mumble out “He hates me.”
My mom shakes her head saying “No, honey..”
Cora says “y/n, your fiancée is asking for you.” My frown deepens and my dad says “Cora, not now. Why would you possibly invite the Evans’ and Peter?”
Cora says “I don’t know, I thought she sorted out her issues. Like an adult-” “Enough. Cora, send Peter home.” My mom quickly says
Cora says “I have to? Why should I send her fiancée home?”
I pull away from my mom saying “I never signed my divorce papers. Chris legally…”
“Oh my god y/n! How could you possibly be that immature.”
Walking away from them my mom says “Honey! Please-”
I shake my head as I look to down the street. My blue little rental car stopped in front of Lisa Evans’ house. The childhood home of all the Evans kids
Walking away my mom gets into a disagreement with Cora. I approach the house, knocking on the door rudely. I shout “I will climb through the window!”
It swings open a minute later and Scott says “He doesn’t want to talk with you.” I nod saying “I don’t care.”
I walk past him, walking through to the kitchen as I stop at the sight of Chris leaned against the counter, drinking a beer.
“Don’t wanna talk to you right now.”
“Yeah, I didn’t really want to speak with Pete today either but you felt the need to step in.”
He scoffs saying “You weren’t even planning on ending things with him. I saw it in your expression when he kissed you.”
I scoff saying “My expression? Only thing I was thinking of was you while he forcefully kissed me!”
He sighs saying “I think I...” I interrupt him saying “Need to just let this go.” He continues saying “need to leave.”
I look to him confused saying “What?”
Chris shrugs saying “I didn’t like meeting the man you’ve been with after you abandoned me. Knowing that you were a completely different person with him. You weren’t even the person I married when I saw you with him. The way he described your life. God, who are you??”
I shake my head saying “You’ve changed too. You can’t blame me for everything. I wasn’t the sole reason we’re even in this situation. I ran because I had too. When Jack died... I died.”
“You don’t think I grieved him too? That I was hurting?”
“Not in the same way! I needed out. I was suffering. I was in pain.”
He shakes his head saying “So was I. I was grieving. And all I wanted then and needed was you. And you left me.”
I frown as tears well up “And I needed to be away from you.”
“You always ran from your problems. And it just seems like you’re looking for a reason to run away from us, all over again. You left me. You walked away! You ran half way across the United States..”
“I needed it. I needed change.”
“You needed me out of your life. You think I was fine after Jack died? I was left with all these reminders of the wife that abandoned me and my son that died. You left his room, half way cleaned out. I was a shell of myself because of you.”
I shake my head saying “I couldn’t leave his room after the funeral. You don’t remember that? Carrying my body out of his room every night? The struggle to get me to eat? You didn’t need the commitment of taking care of me. I couldn’t function.. I was in a bad place. I couldn’t stay.”
He says “I was getting us through it. Together. Just like everything else we were hit with.”
“Losing him was nothing in comparison to the other things. I wanted to die. I felt empty. I lost a part of myself and I’ll never get that back. So you’re right. I changed. Not because of Pete. Or any other stupid excuse. I changed because I lost the one thing we did right. The one thing we made that was truly amazing. I needed him.”
He nods and says “And I needed you.”
I shake my head saying “No you didn’t.”
“Yes I did! You were the only constant thing in my life for so long.”
I drop my hands to my side saying “The wife, and best friend you needed wasn’t me then. I was a pathetic shell of myself. You had to take care of me like I was a child. You were my husband. Not my father. You never should have had to take care of me in that way. That is why I ran. You were unhappy. Even if you didn’t want to admit it then.”
He scoffs saying “Through better or worse? That’s a part of marriage. You needed me and I was fine being there.”
“It wasn’t your job..”
“Then what was! I was in pain watching you grieve. Hurt more than losing Jack, I swear. Felt like you were slipping away from me. I was only trying to hold us above water. We would’ve drowned in sadness, Jules.”
I frown and step towards him as his emotions bubble to the surface. He shakes his head, stepping back from me.
I wipe my tears quickly, saying “That wasn’t your burden to take on.”
“You were my wife. I understood the way you were feeling, not like I could have sat around watching you suffer. Whether you like it or not, you needed me.”
I nod saying “I’ve always needed you. Always.”
He shakes his head saying “I can’t stay here. In this town, this state.”
“Then we can go. I can-”
He sighs saying “Without you.”
My arms cross over my body and I say “Chris..”
He motions towards the door saying “You’re right, we’ve both become completely different people. You aren’t the girl I married and I’m not the man you married. We’re completely different people.”
I shake my head, slowly becoming desperate. “Stop. Chris just wait.”
He says “Playing house, pretend, isn’t what I want. We aren’t who we used to be.”
“Will you quit being so cynical!”
“I’m being realistic! Stop living in fucking fantasy land and look at your surroundings! Our marriage is over! It’s a pathetic excuse of a marriage.”
Tears fall quickly and I shout “Stop it! Stop screaming at me that our marriage is over!”
“It is! Open your eyes!”
“Fuck you!” I push him and he shakes his head saying “Arguing means happy marriage right! Right Jules! Right?!”
I shake my head turning away from him and then back his way “Couples fight.”
“You wanted your divorce, I’m giving it to you. Take whatever fucking assets you want. I want out. Now.”
I glare at him saying “Coward!” as he turns towards the open sliding glass door. He pauses, turns and says “I’m the coward? Maybe we could’ve patched things up if you hadn’t ran from me!”
“Every argument you’re gonna bring this up aren’t you! If I didn’t run nothing would be wrong with our marriage right?! Everything’s on me! My genetics killed Jack. I’m the reason he’s dead. Right?”
He turns towards me, mouth open and shakes his head. “Bring our dead son into this, shift the conversation again, Jules. And for fucks sake, you aren’t the reason he’s dead. Tell me you don’t believe that!”
I shrug and say “You used to look at me so differently before he died. Then you changed the way you looked at me. It was so different and I know you blamed me. I saw your change. You never looked at me the same.”
He sighs as he punches the wall lightly “Your right, I looked at you differently. Not because I blamed you. Because I felt sorry for you.”
“I didn’t need your pity.”
He huffs out a breath saying “But you needed me to not be a mess. And that effected me.”
“I didn’t tell you how to grieve. I didn’t ask you to-”
“But I did. I don’t regret it, especially after everything you did for me. I loved you too much to do any differently.”
I stare at him as silence covers the conversation and I say “So you’re gonna run, pull a Jules. Leave me the emotional wreck.”
He nods saying “Yeah, only this time you have someone to comfort you. I’m sure Pete would be happy to provide you comfort.”
I glare at him as he reaches into a kitchen drawer pulling a yellow envelope out. My expression changes and I say “Just wait a minute. Cora invited Peter. I didn’t invite him. You know I was going to have a conversation with him.”
He nods saying “You love him, Jules. I’m not gonna stand in the way of that.”
I frown and say “How would you know?”
“You look at him the way I look at you.”
I shake my head, quickly turning into an emotional mess as he grows blurry from the tears. “No. I don’t look at him the way I look at you. Chris... it’s always been you. You know this.”
“You can’t help who you love. You need uncomplicated love. Not me. All we ever do is hurt each other. Let him love you, and just... make sure your happy.”
I scoff saying “I won’t be happy with him. Don’t do this.”
I reach to grab the divorce papers out of his hand and he strides forward with the pen in his other hand
Stepping out of the door I follow him, through the new rain showers Boston area is wonderfully experiencing.
I shout “Don’t walk away from me, Christopher! I am still your wife!”
“A few signatures and you aren’t.”
“Why are you doing this to me?!”
I grab his hand, looking at him as rain pours down my face in the dark night. I shake my head saying “There’s no one else like you. I don’t know how to live without you. Why do you think I couldn’t sign those stupid papers all those years? You can do fine without me. You’ve made that clear... but me... you’re all I know. All I’ve loved.”
He pauses, and says “Maybe it’s time you’ve moved on. Grown up.”
He skims the tears on my cheek off my face and pulls away from me. I watch, frozen in place as he jerkily signs his signature throughout the papers. Water dripping through the papers and he shoves them back into the envelope
I reach to pull it from his hand saying “No..”
He pushes it through the blue slot and just like that, it’s gone.
He feels sadness flush through his expression as I sink to the ground beside the mail box sobbing. Shaking my head saying “You idiot.”
Regret fills his body and he looks at the box, thinking about shoving his hand in the anti theft slot
To retrieve possibly the biggest mistake he’s made.
We hear shouting as Lisa and my mom shout for us. Chris looks to me and it’s like we’re 15 again. Running in the rain and our parents shouting for us to come in
Just in his expression I can see he feels the same way
I shake my head saying “I loved you. I still do.”
“Sometimes, that’s not always enough.”
It always was enough for us...
He nods saying “Mazel tov on the engagement.” He pushes the car keys into my hand quickly, his hand lingering in my grasp
He steps away and leaves me. Leaves me like I left him years ago.
I look to the blue box, quickly pulling on the handle and attempting to retrieve the envelope. My mom runs towards me through the rain as I become a mess extremely quickly
My hand not even getting close to the envelope I feel my mom pull me away from the box hugging me tightly
She says “It’s okay.”
“He divorced me. He’s gone. For good.”
I sink into her grasp, “Oh honey...”
“He doesn’t want me anymore.”
What Chris and I didn’t realize was the condition of the papers, what was missing from them.
My signature on nearly every important page.
The ink running on every signature of his. Making it completely invalid. Not legal.
But who’s to say that will change anything?
“I loved him so much.”
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Oh jeez, goodness. This was a painful chapter. So a time jump will be next and I’ll start wrapping the story soon-ish? I have a few more things to address and then I will. Thoughts? Opinions?
Time jump should be interesting. Should Pete know about her ex-husband? There not so long ago sexual relationship? Hehe should be an interesting next couple chapters.
I can feel the inspiration already!
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The Marriage Pact
When Sloan and Chris become reunited and get more than a few drinks in their systems they remember something from their past, and it includes a marriage pact they made a decade ago. But the two decide to follow through with the agreement and get married!
warnings: mentions of sex, drinking, and swearing
word count: 2,750
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“When I say birthday you say bitch!” My best friend Corrine shouts to the crowd of men at the bar
“Birthday”
“Bitch!”
“Birthday!”
“Bitch!!”
I shake my head at her as she remains standing on the bar stool across the way from me
I stare at the weird colored cocktail in my hands that she insisted I have
It’s extremely strong and very disgusting
“When Corrine texted me last week with an invite to celebrate your birthday I was honestly surprised.”
I look behind me quickly, seeing a very old friend that I haven’t spoken to in years
Chris smiles and hugs me tightly as I stare at him confused
“She invited you?”
“She invited a lot of people, clearly. How many of these people do you actually know Sloan?”
I look towards the groups of people and say “Probably about a fifth of them I’m acquainted with.”
His eyes widen as he laughs saying “Typical Corrine.”
“She sends out mass text messages, for all her parties. That’s where you come in, you must’ve accidentally been grouped in.”
He looks to me suspect saying “What you wouldn’t invite me by choice?”
I sigh saying “I don’t know, it’s been awhile.”
“Yeah it has, from what I’ve heard you’ve basically stopped acting?”
Shaking my head I say “Who told you that?”
He waves his phone saying “The internet. Your last show is going to be that sitcom? Really?”
“I need a break from acting. The roles I get are undeveloped and unenjoyable. I’m tired of playing the female arm candy in an action movie.”
“You’re done with Tom Cruises movies?”
I roll my eyes saying “Unless I get my own spin off, yeah.”
“That’s a shame. You’re so good at what you do, you need a better agent.”
Narrowing my eyes to him I say “It’s been at least 2 years since we’ve talked and this is what you want to talk about? What are you filming? Still at Marvel’s beck and call?”
He grumbles saying “funny. When you get a multi million dollar main character role you can have an opinion on my role but yeah I am still doing the marvel thing.”
“I can tell, you’re only in this good of shape when you’re filming marvel.”
“Thanks?”
I sigh and say “I also want a break to start a family or something. I’m ready to settle down.”
“Ah I see..”
“You want something to drink?” I ask
He nods saying “Yeah sure. What are you…having? Jesus what is that?” He motions towards the glittery glow in the dark drink in my hand
“It’s called a Sloan. Don’t ask me how Corrine thought of it, it’s nearly toxic waste.”
Chris looks over in the direction of our somewhat mutual friend getting men to shout in unison with her “I see she still has men wrapped around her finger.”
“She wouldn’t be Corrine if she couldn’t get men to wrap around her finger.”
“What’s she been up to in acting terms?”
I finish my drink and say “She’s in a new movie with Margot Robbie and Will smith.”
“Interesting pairing, I’ve gotta admit.”
I walk with him to the bar and the bartender says “What can I get you both?”
“Two more Sloan’s and also something drinkable.”
He smiles to us and Chris says “I’m not drinking that glittery toxic waste.”
“It’s my birthday are you forgetting that?”
“I hate when people leverage that. I already got you a gift. It’s in that disgustingly tall pile of gifts.”
“You owe me. It’s been 2 years since we’ve talked, you owe me.”
Grumbling he takes a sip as I carry the other drinks in my hands
He makes a face saying “It’s gross.”
I smile saying “good. Finish it.”
Shaking his head he says “this would kill my street cred y’know.”
“I’m sorry, what street cred?”
He scoffs as he finishes the drink and sets the glass down. He grabs the beer from my hand and says “I’m a beer guy, you know that.”
“And I’m a tequila gal, doesn’t mean Corrine cares.”
He nods and says “no family here today?”
I narrow my eyes to him saying “Surprised you didn’t read about that in the news.”
“What? What happened?”
Sighing I say “it is my birthday you know, and I really would like not discussing my family.”
“Fine, deal. No bringing up ex’s then.”
I smile saying “good. I was hoping you’d say that.”
“Does that mean you broke up with Garret??” He asks dumbfounded
Groaning I say “Don’t make me bring up Minka and Jessica.”
He groans loudly and says “I need more beer.”
He walks away and I follow as I laugh at his avoidance of the topic. I nudge him saying “Still want to ask about Garret?”
He narrows his eyes to me in annoyance as he pushes cash towards the bartender annoyed
“I’ll just ask him myself.”
I make a face and say “And Minka happens to go to the same spin class as me.” I smile to him
He huffs in annoyance and says “They wanted more and I wanted more time.”
I shake my head and say “Sounds about right.”
“Is that why you and Garret broke up?”
I scoff saying “No. Far from it. I wasn’t pushing him for more, he fell for his costar. She’s 10 years younger than me and she worships the ground he walks on. He told me about her and we were done. I threw his things off my balcony.”
His eyes widen and he says “Jesus.”
I shrug and say “There, you’re caught up on my romantic life.”
He laughs as I sigh, he says “I’m sorry. I was just curious. You guys were serious, at least I thought so.”
“We were, then I got swamped with work and he sought out comfort elsewhere. Fucking asshole..”
Chris and I laugh as I motion to the bartender for more tequila shots
“I have work tomorrow.”
“This should do nothing to you. Come on lightweight.”
The drunkenness quickly came over us as we just kept drinking together, the surroundings around us melted away as we caught up
“How’s your mom?” I ask as I squint at the beer in my hand
“She’s doing great. How’s yours?”
“Not going there right now.” I hum as I reach for my beer
“I think I’m drunk.” He says aimlessly as he stares at the ceiling that’s dimly lighting up the bar
“It feels great. It’s been too long.”
He smiles widely as my head hits his shoulder as I laugh and smile to him
His head rests on mine and he says “Another round please.” He motions towards the bartender
I spin the shot in my hand saying “This is the real Sloan! a shot and a beer to wash it down with… you know me so well.”
I smile to him as I turn my attention to him, he smiles saying “I’ve missed you so much.”
“Right back at you Evans. I’ve missed having friends that actually know me.”
We click our glasses together and say “Cheers to our reunion.”
He nods saying “Cheers to you, happy birthday Sloan Sloan.”
I smile and say “Ah I was wondering when that nickname was going to come up.”
I shoot back the shot and he follows after me a few seconds later
“Remember that stupid list we made?”
“When I was 22, i hadn’t met Garret yet and you were with Jessica. We wrote so many stupid things on that page.”
“Can’t remember what the paper even had on it.”
“We both wrote things we didn’t want each other to know for 10 years remember?”
I laugh and say “I remember.”
“God I wish we still had that paper.”
We both laugh as we sigh in defeat. I spin the liquid in the beer bottle as it dawns on me and I repeat “Under the three willow trees in our favorite park.. where the dog shit can’t be smelled from..”
He looks to me surprised and says “We buried it!”
I nod and he stands up quickly as I tumble out of my barstool from his sudden movement.
He steadies me as he holds my shoulders tightly
“We have to go.”
“What..?? This is my party!”
He nods saying “We have to go get it.”
I smile and say “Well okay I guess. But you owe me a cake I am going to miss my cake.”
“Deal.”
An Uber was called, we stumbled into the back seat as the woman says “You two alright back there?”
“Jimminy crickets we’re amazing! Oooo all this is for us? Okay… I see you.”
I grab the free candy and water she has set up for Uber guests
She pulls up to the park saying “You two going to be alright?”
Stumbling and basically rolling out of the car we laugh and i give her a thumbs up
“We’ll be perfect, thank you!” He thanks the driver as we approach the very dark park at this late of an hour
“I just love scary parks at this hour.”
“It’s not that late. It’s only like 1:30am or something like that.” He reassures me
As soon as we got to the trees I fell to my knees and struggled to dig at the grass. He laughed as he stumbled as he laughed so hard he fell over
I shush him and he laughs louder screaming “Who’s going to hear us out here!”
I crawl towards the play structure and steal some kids plastic pale and shovel
I dig at the grass and he grabs it from me saying “No, no let me.”
I sit back and watch as he digs with the weak shovel as it bends from his strength
He hits the box and I quickly push the shovel away as I impatiently pull the box that’s slightly damaged out
The dirt has eaten at it and the plastic bag hasn’t lasted very well
I guess it has been a decade
I pull the papers and read the list in my hands confused
I don’t remember this being in there
He pulls the bottom papers and reads them as I look through this written agreement that we signed
“Get this, I wrote that in ten years I hope I’ll be a more respectable actor and work on a award winning movie.”
He flips the page as he reads “In ten years I want to be married with a baby and a successful career. But all I really want is to be happy, whether that means giving up acting or not.”
His frown deepens as he looks to me as I read the list
1. Don’t let work get in the way of our friendship
Well clearly we didn’t follow up on that one
2. Help each other anytime it’s needed, career wise or otherwise.
He can’t help with things he doesn’t know about.
3. Always be each others backups, in any date scenario
That one was a stupid add, he only added that one because he knew he needed a date to his sisters wedding the next week. But I obliged.
4. In ten years, or less if we haven’t settled down and gotten married we’ll get married to each other
What the fuck ?!
I stare at the list of shit we wrote and I feel the stinging of a headache hit me as I go back to the first page
He pulls the other page from me as I go mute on him and he stares at me in confusion as I don’t respond to his questions
He reads through them with a smile and it only falters when he gets to number 4 and he looks to me as I stare at the agreement
He smiles and says “Ten years, huh?”
“Take this written agreement as a verbal and written contract that we are obligated and honored to marry the other if both see fit in their very single lives. Rules that may exempt the agreement would be a. A relationship b. A baby and a relationship c. A sexually transmitted disease d. a change in sexual orientation.”
Chris chuckles at the last two rules and I roll my eyes as I say “If not met with that criteria we are morally obligated to relieve each other of the embarrassment of being married too late in life.”
I scoff in annoyance saying “who wrote this shit oh my god.”
Chris smiles saying “I think it’s hilarious.”
“I think it’s- it’s… I don’t know!”
“I think we should listen to our twenty-something selves and follow up on this.”
I stare at him in shock and he nods saying “We promised, we’ve gotta follow up on this pact, we fell through with every other agreement, not this one too, come on.”
“We just started talking again,”
He nods saying “I haven’t had fun like this in years.. I feel like me when I’m with you. I haven’t felt like me in too long. Let’s go get our shotgun wedding, c’mon.”
I slowly warm up to the idea and my smile slowly widens as I begin to nod in agreement
He smiles back at me as his arms snake around me and lift me off the ground. Spinning around as we laugh loudly leads to us tumbling over again
“You call the Uber, I’ll look up a place to get married.”
I feel my fingers move but my mind not catching up as I proceed with our plans of marriage.
It seems completely rational to us and he shows me the 24/7 chapel only a city over and I smile widely as I nod saying “deal.”
He presses his hands to the sides of my face as his thumb brushes down my nose and he taps the top of my nose saying “deal.”
The Uber drive consisted of me sitting close to Chris with his arm wrapped around me as my hands held tightly to his other arm
Pulling up to the chapel the Uber driver didn’t say much but there expression wasn’t indescribable
But it irked me.
I straighten up my dress and lick my hands as I press them to Chris’ stray aways
He groans as he attempts to squirm away from me as I insist on fixing his hair
I nod as I smile saying “perfect.. you look perfect.”
“Thank you, you look beautiful.”
We enter the establishment and the lady behind the podium welcomes us and gets us on the fast track to getting married
“We have a selection of rings to pick from if you haven’t purchased one yet, we offer a character wedding, Elvis, and a few other options. There’s a tropical wedding, a traditional-”
I cut her off saying “traditional.”
Chris smiles saying “no Elvis?”
I push his shoulder as I shake my head. We are brought to the ring area and he immediately picks the ring that sticks out to him
It’s what stuck out to me, it was surprisingly beautiful for the other options they had
I shook the fake ministers hand as we met him 2 minutes before we were to be married
“I need you both to sign this document.”
I squinted my eyes as I read the words on the document and it was a basic marriage document and I flipped the page and signed my name across the bottom quickly
Chris scribbled his name quickly, not taking a second glance and says “if the misses says it’s safe to sign I believe her.”
The minister walks us down the isle as the director of the weddings clips a waist length veil onto my hair
I nod to her in appreciation and the ceremony proceeds as the alcohol was still very influential in the ceremony even happening
The pictures were taken as the minister asks “This is both of your opportunities to say something about the other.”
Chris nods and squeezes my hand saying “You’re my best friend, Sloan Sloan. I felt incomplete without you in my life and having you back in my life means everything. I can’t wait to navigate this new adventure with you as my wife.”
My cheeks redden as I blush and my heart flutters and does back flips.
He tilts his head to me as he admires my smile and he pulls my hand to his lips as he kisses them delicately
I swallow thickly as I say “There’s no one else I could possibly do this with, it’s only you that could put me at ease like this. You are my best friend and I can’t wait to be married to you. I love you, Chris.”
He smiles and the officiant smiles as they say “do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“I do.” I nod as my brain is still foggy
“and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I do.”
Chris smiles widely as the man says “I pronounce you husband and wife.”
Before the man can continue Chris kisses me, and once we got started kissing we didn’t stop
His arms wrapped around me as he dipped me into the kiss and the officiant shakes his head muttering “Jesus..”
The wedding director smiles widely and pats our shoulders saying “A few more pictures.”
We take our pictures and are handed glasses of champagne and a bottle as we are directed to the restaurant next door
Chris says “Hello wife.”
I smile as I look to him saying “Hello husband.”
We both laugh as we stumble towards the Italian restaurant next door
“What would you say to skipping the dinner and going home?” I chime
He looks to me and says “Sounds like a square deal.”
The second we got into the Uber his lips were pressed to my neck as the driver visibly cringed
The car ride was fast as the man clearly wanted us out of his car.
Chris lifted me as he stumbled in step up to my house. I laughed as I hung off his shoulder and he patted the back of my legs as he sang everlasting love by natalie cole
“This will be… an everlasting love..!! Ooo..yes it will be!”
He is hilarious and I haven’t laughed this hard in too long
He jingled the key into the door and shifted me in his arms as soon as the door was open.
He carried me through the door frame bridal style and says “Now it’s official!”
The door is kicked shut behind us as he walks like a blind mouse through the pitch black house
We laugh loudly as we bump into every object in my house as our lips are glued together
His teeth pull on my bottom lip as I mumble “Past the guest room. And laundry… keep going.”
We hit the wall again and he releases my lip as my lips press to his cheek
“You’ve almost got it.”
And victoriously he finds my bed and we fall into it slowly as he lands on me carefully, keeping his lips attached to the exposed skin on my neck
“We should’ve done this years ago.”
I hmm in response as I can’t talk through the blissful tingling I feel throughout my body
“Y-yeah.” I say as his lips trail down the exposed skin around my dress as his hands reach behind my back, searching for the zipper
The zipper breaks through his impatience and I grumble as I grow uncomfortable with the heat between my legs
“Just rip the dress- Chris..”
He didn’t have to be asked twice, the dress was ripped from the fabric at the zipper and he pulled it off me roughly as I mumbled into his skin as he hovered over me “oh finally…”
He pauses for a minute as his eyes retreat down to my exposed chest, my back arching at his hands moving down to my waist, the exposed skin quickly showcasing new goosebumps
“didn’t need a bra with that dress- did-did you?”
His fleeting eyes look to mine as I produce a furrowed look, my expression asking him what he’s waiting for
He slides his hands up to my face and says “Are you okay? You alright?”
I nod quickly and say “I’m perfect. I’m happy.”
“That’s all I want for you, lo.”
I nod as I heave a breath saying “Are you okay?”
“More than okay. I’ve wanted this for a long, long time. Is this- is me doing this, is it okay?”
I nod in agreement quickly saying “Not if you wait any longer, you’re killing me…”
I squirm while I’m under him, in near desperation as his grin runs wide and his eyebrows pop
“Oh… I see..”
He laughs as I hmm in response, patience is not my strong suit
“I got you, as your husband, I’ve got you all taken care of.”
And he does, he easily does. My eyes flutter in relief and the rush of adrenaline hits me as my hips rise up in response to him
“good job, honey.”
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Past mistakes pt. 6
Word count: 3,128
Warnings: implied sex, cheating I suppose even though they're married, kissing?
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Slowly everything falls into place. He takes me delicately as I savor every moment of our time together.
It wasn’t like our first time together after junior prom. It was calculated.
He knows my body, every curve, every imperfection, small or big he knows it. He appreciates it
Slowly his lips attach to my inner thighs and he mumbles “So beautiful.”
I smile as his hands slide up my sides as I watch him move carefully.
It’s like we are in a movie. The big reunion scene at the end. Where the couple end up together. Every stereotypical rom com ending feels like this
But this was all passion. All real. It really happened, and it happened to me.
He lowers himself on to my lips kissing them with effort. With drive.
My eyes blink closed and open as he bites at my neck, getting a spark out of me as I giggle at the tickle of his scruff
He smiles into the skin on my neck and murmurs “you goofball.” with a low rumble of a laugh
I laugh loudly as he shakes his head and I grab the sides of his face pulling him back up to my lips.
He mumbles as he pulls away an inch “love you.”
He says it quickly, not thinking, like it’s something he’ll always get to say to me.
That they’ll never be an expiration date on that phrase for us
‘I love you’ used to slip so easily from our mouths, it was more commonly said than a hello in our house.
And I adored knowing I was loved
Selfishly I admit “I love you more than anything.”
He drags his lips down my exposed skin and my legs loop around his body as I gasp as he finds the spot on my upper hip that sends chills up my back
Slowly he drops down onto me and things continue smoothly.
Blissfully.
He's domesticated with me. More known. But oh so good.
All of his moves providing all the thrills for me.
This is a high I never want to come down from.
Quickly I pull him onto his back as he laughs as I mildly struggle to not tumble off the bed
He smiles in awe as I sit above him, more like hover above him
It’s a sight he thought he’d never get again.
Only something he’d reminisce about. Dream about.
Easing away from each other as I fall down onto his chest at both of our releases his hand sweeps the loose strands from my mess of a hairstyle out of my face
He kisses my lips saying “It's been too long without you.”
I smile as I nestle into him. He sighs and says “Shower?”
Nodding he tosses the comforter away from our intertwined bodies. Not even allowing me to catch my breath he lifts me quickly
I bite my bottom lip suppressing a wince as he roughly carries me out of the main bedroom in my hotel room
Walking me into the bathroom, his foot kicking the door shut behind us
A simple night in, felt perfect.
We lounge on the bed, my hair tied up in a towel on my head. He wears a hotel robe while I continue wearing his button up shirt.
My legs tangle in with his as I flip through the cheesy magazine I picked up at the drug store down the street
He says "What lies is it telling now?"
"Brad Pitt still loves Jennifer Anniston and they're having an affair baby apparently."
He scoffs and I say "She gains a few pounds and that's the media's initial thought."
He nods saying "The media prey's off the celebrities. Surprised I'm not in that one. They have me dating or cheating on someone new weekly."
The conversation turns tense and I say "Well, lucky you, you're not in this one this time."
He looks to me cautiously as I sit up and set the magazine down on the night stand beside me
Silence lingers as I say "I bet George Lopez's tv shows reruns are on right now."
"And friends."
I nod and he smiles "Nothing could entertain Scott like an episode of friends when he was disgustingly drunk and needed to be babysat."
I laugh and say "All we had to do was give him a grilled cheese and water in front of the tv and he'd be all set."
Chris says "I haven't had the joy of needing to do that for awhile."
"Damn. I was wondering if it still worked... I miss him. I really do, he was my best friend."
Chris nods saying "He doesn't like to bring you up but I know he misses you... we all do."
My frown deepens and I nod.
Don't say something you'll regret. Don't do it.
“I missed you and your family. My dad still brings you up every time I visit. Which sorta resulted in me staying away from Boston. It was too difficult.”
The alcohol has worn off for the most part. We’ve sobered up. He says “I was wondering why I never ran into you or my family hasn’t seen you around.”
I nod as I look to the ceiling as we sit on the bed together. “Boston wasn’t the same after everything that happened. You finished the second Fantastic 4 and I stayed away. You got your fame and I kept running.”
He looks to me saying “Why’d you keep running? You don’t think I kept looking for you? I nearly hired a private investigator too many times.”
“Being here.. being with you.. it was like salt in my wounds daily. Chris you look so much like him.”
I look to him and see the frown on his face. He frowns and says “You don’t think I felt that way about you? He had your smile. He had your smile, not mine. I knew when we lost Jack that things were gonna be different but I wanted the reminders of him. You didn’t.”
I look down as he sighs. I shrug saying “Everyone grieves differently. Losing a child is difficult. All those doctors warned us that it's the leading cause of divorce..”
His hand skims my cheek nodding saying “You’ll always be my beautiful girl.”
I smile to him and he says “I missed this more than you could ever know.”
I tilt my head towards him and say “I do miss seeing Jack’s similarities in your face. He got those blue eyes of yours.”
He laughs saying “And he could never say blue without a stutter.”
I mimic our son saying “buh buh buh blue.”
He smiles widely saying “He was a good kid.”
“The best. I miss him so much.”
"Me too."
Silence remains in the air as my hand remains on his cheek, my thumb running in circles on his skin, him leaning into my touch in the slightest
I drop my hand from his cheek and sink into the pillows. I smile saying “Do we have to talk about what happened?”
He shrugs saying “Eventually. But not yet. We’ll discuss it later. Let’s just think about the now right now okay?”
I nod saying “Well, right now I’d really go for some affection. That’d be nice.”
He smiles as he leans over me and kisses me slowly. He pulls away momentarily “Good?”
“No. I need more.”
He falls from his hands as he kisses me and I groan slightly. He mutters “Sorry. Sorry. I slipped.”
I nod and say “And you bit my lip.”
He says “Shit.”
He grabs a tissue and quickly pushes it to the little amount of blood on my lip. I laugh saying “I remember when we were sitting in your car making out in the high school parking lot and your car got backed into and you bit my lip. You were so angry.”
He grumbles saying “Ben Williams ruined the whole back end of my car. I had a right to be angry. My ma’s insurance bill spiked because of that ass. All because he was trying to beat his buddies out of the parking lot and backed out of his spot going 30. You don’t do that.”
I smile nodding saying “And the Boston accent came out when you yelled at him. It usually did when you started yelling at someone. It's unmatched in sexy level.”
He laughs and rolls off me, pulling me with him. He says “You dropped your accent. I’m sure when you’re angry it comes out too.”
“When I’m drunk it’s very vocal. I’ve still got it. I used to act y’know. Hiding accents and creating new ones isn’t that difficult.”
“Yes it is. I still can’t get a British accent down.”
"It only takes an immense amount of practice, besides I was always a better actress than you. You just had the hotness” I say with a British accent.
"Says the one that was approached for modeling."
"Yeah hand modeling."
"You have sexy hands."
We both go into a fit of giggles and I push both my hands in front of our faces, shaking my fingers and he grabs my left hand kissing my skin saying "Very model worthy hands."
I smile widely grabbing his chin with my other hand saying "Very model face, darling." I continue using the british accent, only causing him to shake his head
“I want Boston y/n accent. Give it to me.”
I laugh and say “Here. Bedder?”
He laughs saying “Ah the t’s that sound like d’s. I missed it.”
He kisses the palms of my hands and we both look to the sun quickly rising more. He looks over saying “We stayed up all night. It’s already 6.”
I nod and he says “I have to get to the set soon.”
I remain quiet and he says “If I could stay here and not face my adult responsibilities and pretend to be a lovestruck teenager I would.”
I nod and say “It’s alright. I get it.”
He slides out from underneath my grasp and says “Alright, I’ll call my lawyer and agent?”
I look to him confused and he continues multitasking, sliding his pants on as I watch him confused
He says “We can go over the draft of the divorce if you can get your lawyer to agree to meeting with us.”
I swallow hard and he says “I’ll sign if it’s not completely ridiculous.”
I shake my head saying “Chris..”
“You’re getting what you want Jules. Be happy. It's all ending.”
I frown as I look to his retreating frame as he opens the bathroom door to fix his hair
I stand up quickly following him, leaning against the door frame, he pauses as he looks in the reflection at me
Standing there with my hip popped and his shirt hanging off my shoulders with a few too many buttons undone for him to keep his sanity he releases a shaky breath
He gets caught staring and I say “No lawyers. Not yet.”
He looks to me surprised and I nod saying “Let’s just… enjoy this?”
He looks to me surprised saying “We aren’t drunk anymore. We can’t blame this on the booze now. We are in relationships.”
I nod saying “I know. I don’t want to go back. Not yet. I have to tell Pete what happened but… what’s a few more days of pushing off that discussion?”
“It’s called being an adult and doing the right thing.”
“Maybe I don’t want to do the right thing for now.”
My arms loop around his torso as he peers over his shoulder as I rest my face on his bare back.
I smile and he says “A few more days together wouldn’t hurt.”
He presses a kiss to my arms that are wrapped around him “come to set with me.”
“What?”
“You have anything better to do?”
I shrug saying “And what are you gonna say when your friends ask who I am?”
“My friend. After all, that’s what you were before we started dating.”
I nod saying “And Scarlett?”
“Her memory is so bad. She’ll have no idea. Besides, your hair is different and she is oblivious most of the time.”
Now, here I am sitting in my rental car with Chris beside me. I look over to him as he says “Come on, it’s not that bad. You can sit in my trailer. No one will even know you’re here.”
I nod and say “I will beat you up if this goes wrong.”
He laughs and says “Sure. You can “beat” me up if this goes wrong.”
“I can. And will. I went to cross fit. I can.”
He tilts his head towards me saying “For how long?”
I narrow my eyes at him saying “Shut up. I was busy.”
“2 times?”
“Once and it was the free trial.”
He laughs and drives us inside. I sigh as I rest my head on the headrest
We come to a stop and he says “This is it.”
I nod and say “This is a huge production. It’s not like the fantastic four set. This is massive.”
“Yeah, the mcu has a massive fan base. This movies supposed to do really well.”
We step out of the car and Sebastian looks over with some of the other actors/actresses on set. I sink into my shoulders
Chris begins to walk towards the trailer and let’s me enter first. I look around saying “Very fancy. Look at you. A big movie star.”
He laughs saying “Yeah, and to think I almost turned down the job.”
“What? Why?”
“I don’t know. But I know that I took it because Jack loved iron man and the torch. All things superhero. I thought he might like me as Captain America.”
A weak smile reaches my face and I nod “he would’ve been your biggest supporter.”
“He really liked Johnny. That’s for sure. Steve was more like Jack though. Very mature, the complete opposite of Johnny. He would've liked him better.”
I nod saying "Johnny was like a wild you."
"I was a married man with a son. I wouldn't say I was wild."
I smile saying "Yeah, I suppose."
He looks to the framed pictures in the trailer and says "I should really have a picture of him in here. I just don't want to risk losing a picture of him to the staff. They tend to take things when they clean."
I nod and say "You know who his favorite superhero was, Chris?"
He looks to me and goes to answer but we're interrupted.
My smile falters when there's a knock on the door. Chris says "Sorry." Chris opens it and an assistant tells him they need to start makeup and costume
I nod to him and he leaves with the few assistants
I sit on the couch, rubbing my face as I sigh. Jesus. Now that I’m alone, what the hell did I do?
I attempt to remain calm as my phone rings. The trailer door swings open and I hear someone enter semi loudly
Oh fuck.
I meet his eyes and he drops the bag in his hands
His mouth drops open as I stand to my feet. He mutters “I thought you’d never come back.”
“Hi Scott.”
He narrows his eyes at me saying “No. Don’t you dare come here and pretend we’re all buddy buddy. You left all of us. Including me.”
He walks out of the trailer and I sigh as I follow him. Finding him speaking with Chris sent my stomach in a spiral.
God I’m gonna puke
Chris looks over Scott’s shoulder momentarily and I approach.
“Do not fall into her schemes again. Chris..”
“Wow. Some friend you are Scott.”
He turns towards me saying annoyed “This is a private conversation.”
I smile to him saying “hi scott. Unless you’ve forgotten, Chris and I were friends first. Also we’re full grown adults.”
He sighs and Chris says with a smile “Yeah. Tell him Jules.”
“I’m only here temporarily. I won’t leave everything in chaos. I mean it scott.”
He narrows his eyes to me saying “I knew when my mom said that she saw you in Boston and your family that you were looking for him. Why?”
Chris shrugs and I say “The divorce.”
“You can’t come back for more money, now that he’s a bigger celebrity. That's not how things work. You finalized the divorce a long time ago.”
I look to Chris and bite my lip. Scott looks between the two of us saying “What the hell was that look?”
“What look?” Chris attempts to cover it up
“Oh my god! Oh my god! You never finalized it?!”
My eyes widen as everyone’s attention snaps to us and I sink into my shoulders embarrassed
Chris shushes him saying “Shut. up. Public place, Scott.”
“Right. Sorry.. Oh my god. You two are still...”
Chris says irate "Yes. Technically yes."
"And you're getting along?"
I nod saying "Why is that so surprising? Chris and I have always gotten along."
Scott says "Just after we lost Jack you two were at each others throats-"
Chris says "Do not bring this up now. Don't bring up Jack at a time like this. There's cameras, and staff. Leave my family life and things I want to keep out of the media to yourself."
Scott's eyes widen and he says "The tension. I feel it. But it's not too bad. Oh my god!"
Chris says "What? Why are you yelling?"
Scott pushes my shoulder annoyed as I look around, my cheeks heating up. "You two had sex." Scott whispers.
Chris says "We did not."
I gulp and Scott motions towards my tomato red face. Chris groans saying sarcastically "You're the better actress... sure."
"Scott always has been able to read me easily! It's not my fault. If I had known the human lie detector was going to be on set I would have hid better."
"funny. very funny, can you be serious? You two are still..." he continues in a whisper "married."
Chris says snarky "God Scott, thank you for telling me. I had no idea. She just showed up with divorce papers for no reason."
"Harsh. On both accounts. Anyway, she's trying to take you to the cleaners isn't she?"
I glare at him and Chris says "Most likely. But, as the mother of my son and wife of 10+ years, maybe I do owe her some money."
I look to him surprised and Scott's expression softens. I shake my head saying "no. I'm not taking you to the cleaners."
Scott mutters "At least he got the tattoo removed."
Chris glares at Scott and I say "He removed the tattoo?!"
Chris groans and Scott says "Whoops."
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…..I tried. I really did. I’m sorry if this was overdone or overly detailed. Did it even make sense? I wanted the emotions of the event more then the actual dirty. I’m sorry, I know I should add more spice I’m just not experienced in that way. I’m very inexperienced in the whole sex writing thing.
:( I’m a wimp. I hope you still enjoyed the chapter!
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Master list
Chris Evans:
Past mistakes-
Chapter 1 Chapter 11
Chapter 2 Chapter 12
Chapter 3 Chapter 13
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
more coming soon..
Marriage pact-
Chapter 1
Oscar Isaac:
Million dollar man
Oscar Isaac dating headcanons
Marvel:
Tony Stark:
tony's widow-
chapter 1
Wanda Maximoff
motherly intuition- (non-romantic)
chapter 1
chapter 2
Star Wars:
Obi-Wan Kenobi
protecting the ones you love-
chapter 1 chapter 5
chapter 2 chapter 6
chapter 3
chapter 4
I accept requests too! Preferably from the mcu or popular show, i'll make a guideline's page soon with the shows and movies I'll write for!
Possible requests I’d be willing to take:
Steve Rogers
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Frank Adler
and basically any Chris evans character
Luke Skywalker
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Marc Spector
Steven Grant
Poe Dameron
Tony Stark
Bucky Barnes
Sebastian Stan
Natasha Romanoff
Wanda Maximoff
Kate Bishop
Bruce Banner
Gamora
Loki Laufeyson
Thor Odinson
Valkyrie
T’Challa Udaku
Quite literally, I will write for anyone!
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Past mistakes pt.7
Word count: 2,765
Warnings: mentions of death and a curse word
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"Excuse me? What tattoo did you get removed?"
He smiles saying "A few, actually. Why do you ask?"
I narrow my eyes at him and Scott says "What grown man keeps a tattoo of his ex-wife's drivers license miniaturized on his chest."
I smile and say "Wow. I'm offended. Thought I was the one in a million, y'know."
Scott says "God, I still remember the argument it caused. Mom was so mad when he came home with that."
I laugh saying "Chris' 18th birthday."
Scott nods saying "You got your license that year, and you both were very drunk."
I smile and Chris nods "I remember. Definitely. We made the guy put Evans as your last name instead as Dylan."
Scott says "Yeah. And the first pool day we had that summer, James pushed Chris into the water and everyone saw the tattoo."
Chris sighs saying "It was definitely a statement. My dad.. god he was so happy when I got it removed."
I smile saying "My drivers license to this day is still my picture from when we went down there together on my 16th birthday to get it. They never changed the photo, even after we went to legally change my name on my license when I was 18 years old."
"God we got married young."
Scott says "I've been saying that since the beginning."
We approach the food table and I smile to him
"I know. It's your heaven in the form of a food table."
I nod and look to him as I look at the huge selection of food. I shake my head saying "They have every type of danish to exist. Oh my god."
"Don't vomit from all the crap you're about to eat."
"I have a very high tolerance to junk food."
"Oh trust me. I remember the amount of pure sugar you consumed a couple months before Jack was born."
I nod and smile saying "I remember you creating this cookie brownie skillet thing for me and oh my god I wanted to marry you all over again in that moment. Especially after you ordered that cheese pizza from Frankie's."
He nods and says "I believe I was rewarded with a really great thank you."
I punch his arm and laugh. "Shut up."
"I remember it!"
"You're so annoying."
I look up while I'm chewing on the way too big of a pastry in my mouth
Chris yanks the pastry from my mouth and I put my finger up while I chew quickly
He says "Just spit it out."
I shake my head no and he says "There's way too much in your mouth."
I laugh while I chew and smile as I cover my face. Scott says "Gross." Chris attempts to suppress a smile and I hear him laugh
I nod as I finish my bite and Scott shakes his head. He says "How did you two even fall into bed together? Do you two have any self control do you?"
"Friends can fuck." Chris says
My eyes widen and I go into a coughing fit. I laugh but cough loudly as I push Chris. Scott says "God no they can't."
Startled by an outside voice, all three of us flinch when we hear the loud “Chris!”
I turn with the other two as my eyes widen with the approach of Robert and Scarlett
Scarlett smiles to Scott saying “Hey Scott.”
“Hi Scarlett. Nice to see you again.” Scott smiles to Scarlett
Robert extends a hand to me saying “Robert. Nice to meet you.”
My eyes widen and I mutter “ohmygod Robert Downey jr..”
Chris chuckles at my momentarily long fan girl moment as I shake Robert’s hand for too long. He pats my shoulder and I say “holy shit. Iron man.”
Chris shakes his head laughing saying “sorry. She doesn’t get out much.”
“Yes I do. Don't embarrass me in front of iron man.” I push his shoulder.
Scarlett says “holy shit."
All of us look to her as she continues "I didn’t think it was you at first but just seeing the two of you together.. y/n, oh my god.”
My eyes widen and Scott says “uh..”
Robert says “I’m out of the loop. Scarlett you know her?”
Scarlett says “Of course I know her she was Chris’..”
Scott clears his throat saying “Oh Jules! You need to meet Paul!” quickly switching the conversation away from the topic of me
I look to Scott as he gives me a look and Chris says “Oh yeah... Paul Rudd.”
I gasp and look to Chris. He smiles and Robert says “What is she doing?”
I shake Chris' arm up and down repeating "No way. No way. No freaking way. You were just not gonna tell me?"
He laughs and says "I guess I have to introduce you to him now."
Scott shakes his head saying "She had a Paul Rudd poster on her wall after Clueless came out. She was obsessed with him."
"I had a clueless poster, that just happened to have him in it. Alright, I wasn't that obsessed."
Scott shakes his head and Chris says "You made me watch the movie at least a hundred times."
Scarlett says "Now that's commitment."
I look past them and I spot a familiar face. I say surprised "Is that Lizzie Olsen?"
Robert says "Elizabeth? Talking to Paul Bettany? Uh, yeah."
I smile and remove my hand from Chris' arm. I begin to walk away and he says "Wait-"
Scott says "I'll go chase after her."
Scarlett gives Chris a look and says "You brought your-"
"Robert, did the Russo's tell you about the update to the script?"
Scarlett looks to him, narrowing her eyes at him as I say "Lizzie!"
She spins on her feet and looks to me confused. She says "y/n?"
I smile and nod. She quickly approaches as she laughs "Oh my god! I haven't seen you in decades!"
I hug her tightly and Scott says "Wait, what?"
She says "Oh my god. How have you been?"
"Good. I've been good. Look at you, oh my god you're so beautiful. And successful!"
She laughs saying "Thank you. I can't believe you're here. How are you here?"
I look to Scott and say "I'm here with Scott and Chris."
"You know Chris?"
Scott scoffs saying "That's saying it lightly."
I glare at him and Paul says "Pardon the intrusion, how exactly do the two of you know each other?"
I look to him and smile. Liz says "Her brother was in most of my sisters movies and shows. They did a lot of acting together growing up. So, off the screens our families got to know each other pretty well. I hung out with her on set while our siblings filmed. And we were in ballet together. God I haven't seen you in forever."
I nod saying "How are your sisters?"
"Good. They're working on their fashion line. They've taken a break from acting. But they're good. How's James?"
"He's good. He quit acting too, he's going to be so interested to know that I ran into you. You know how close he was with Ashley."
She smiles saying "And we always said that we wished they'd get married so we could be sisters."
I laugh and Scott says "Honestly, how did I never know this?"
Paul says "Alright, I've got to know, how do the Evans' know.. I'm sorry, I never got your name miss."
Lizzie says "This is y/n dylan."
Scott mutters "Evans." I cough over his voice and say "I grew up down the street from Chris and Scott."
"Oh really? What a small world!"
Scott says "Yeah. Who knew."
Paul says "I'm Paul Bettany, pleasure to meet you."
I smile and say "Of course. Nice to meet you too."
Scott rolls his eyes and I clear my throat slightly
I am going to slap him if he doesn't lose the attitude.
Lizzie says "What brought you to Atlanta?"
"Oh, just visiting Scott and Chris. Nothing too special."
Scott says "And to get some legal documents signed, right Jules?"
"Oh?" Liz says
I nod, gritting my teeth saying "Yup. Still have some adult things I need to handle. That's apart of being a grown up."
Paul nods and Scott says "Yes, because avoiding or putting things off is very childish. Very high school. Don't you think?"
"Considering some of the things people put off are related to high school. It doesn't seem that odd."
He scoffs and says "Yeah, maybe. High school problems that went on for ten years or more. Right?"
I narrow my eyes at him and then turn back towards Elizabeth. I smile and say "It was so great to see you. We should grab lunch or something soon."
"Yes. Of course. Here, why don't I give you my number?"
I nod and she slides her phone out of her pocket. I slide my phone out of my pocket and we switch phones. She fills in her contact for me as I do the same
Robert steps away from Chris and Scarlett at the directors request as they need to get him to costume and makeup.
Scarlett looks back towards me and Lizzie as we talk. Chris clears his throat as he says "Well I should-"
"Why is your wife that I haven't heard a thing about in a very long time suddenly back here now?"
Chris clears his throat saying "What?"
"Your wife. y/n. I haven't seen her since the filming of nanny diaries."
Chris pauses, he sinks into his shoulders and I look over towards Chris as Paul runs off to go shoot the next scene. Lizzie says "Alright, I've gotta run off. Message me alright?"
I nod and she quickly follows after Paul. Scott says "Alright, I can't believe you knew the Olsen twins and never told me."
I ignore him as I walk forward towards Chris as Scarlett leans into him for answers. "You guys obviously still aren't an item? That doesn't make any sense if you were. You're with Jenny."
I pause as I reach them. Chris just stares at Scarlett blankly as she says "Chris?"
"Hi Scarlett." I chime in
She says "y/n. I was just about to ask Chris where your son was. Last time I saw him he was probably only 5 years old and he had the cutest little buzz lightyear costume on. Helmet and everything."
My eyes widen slightly and Chris tilts his head slightly. We momentarily make eye contact and I falter at the memory as I say "Pretty big movie you guys are shooting." quickly changing the topic off Jack
She looks to me confused and says "Yeah..it is. Where have you been y/n?"
"Oh. I moved to California. Hey, Scarlett I heard you had a daughter. Congratulations."
She smiles and nods "Yeah, Rose, A few months ago. Are you two just going to keep avoiding questions?"
"What questions?" I quip
She narrows her eyes at me saying "Where's Jack?"
I sink into my shoulders and my throat tightens. She says "He should be, what 10 or older?"
My chest tightens and Chris says "Scarlett. That's enough."
"What? I haven't heard a thing about him or-"
My arms wrap around myself as I shake my head. Chris says "It's not exactly a story for today okay? I think you're needed in makeup. Like the others."
She sighs and nods. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be intrusive. It was nice to see you again Jules. Don't be a stranger alright? We used to be friends back in the day you know?" She smiles to me
I nod and slap a fake smile on my face. It drains off my face as she walks away and I stare blankly at the trailer in front of me.
Chris says cautiously "y/n?"
He continues carefully "She didn't know. I haven't told many people. I will make sure to tell her the truth. She won't bring it up again."
I shrug and say, nearly ignoring what he’s saying "He was only five, Chris. Five years old. That's all we got with him." slowly the composure slips away.
He nods saying "I know. He was too young."
"It isn't fair."
"I know. We can't do this here honey."
"I shouldn't have left you. You were in pain just like I was. You lost him too."
He shakes his head saying "y/n. I'm glad you want to talk about this but this is really not the place. I will talk all this over with you, you just need to get out of here. Scott will take you to get some coffee to calm you down and I'll leave set early tonight."
I frown and say "I'm being over emotional."
"You are not. You're being appropriately emotional. Losing a child is difficult."
I nod and step away from him. He says “I’ll get Scott. And you’ll be in good hands with him.”
I frown and he looks over to Scott who picks at the cards on the bulletin board. “Scott?”
Scott walks over saying “Hey..., Jules?”
I glare at the ground clearing my throat saying “Hey Scott. I’m gonna leave my rental car here with Chris. What would you say to accepting Chris’ wishes of getting us off set and grabbing a coffee or something?”
He scoffs and says “we aren’t going to just play buddy buddy all over ag-”
Chris slaps his shoulder, pushing him as I slip my arms over my abdomen. Tightening them as I nod quickly
“Yeah. Sorry. Yes. You’re right. You’re definitely right.”
Quickly I reach for my bag on the table and Scott looks to Chris confused as I fish out my phone in my bag
I hear a quick bicker between the two and Scott says “Aaa fine, I can’t just piss away 25+ years of friendship.”
He grabs my arm and pulls me away. I look to Chris as his sad eyes watch me leave
Scott talks to himself as I pull my attention back to where I’m walking as I can’t see Chris any longer at the distance away we are now
I blurt out “he made you help me. I know he did.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
“You don’t go from yelling and being so incredibly mad at me to this.”
I pull my wrist from his grip as we continue walking.
He says “He didn’t have to say anything. You have that dopey look on your face and I felt guilty. We don’t have to talk about anything but I’m still not leaving you.”
We get in his car and silence sits there as he turns the key in the ignition.
The car starts and he begins driving
My emotions well up within me and the sound of the road isn’t enough to muffle out my quick growing sobs
Scott looks to me confused as I don’t even form cohesive sentences as I blubber about Jack.
About my old life.
How I ruined everything
"That stupid costume he wouldn't take off. It wasn't stupid. He was so cute.."
“I should’ve been a better mother.”
He says “what? Who-”
“They both deserved better than me..”
“y/n. what the hell has gotten into you?”
He pulls off the road so quickly and I shake my head as I pull on the door handle desperate to just escape the Evans family
It’s too much
Years on years of suppressed emotion is drowning me.
I shake my head and he says “here.”
He hands me a ziplock baggie and I push it away saying “I don’t have a sandwich that needs to be bagged leave me alone.”
He laughs and says “For your breathing you goof.”
“I’m- im fine. Just a lot. It is just a lot. A lot of suppressed emotions. A lot of pain. And it’s all floating to the surface.”
“Yeah. Me too. God I haven’t seen you in forever. You haven’t aged a day miss y/n.”
I smile and shake my head
He says “that drowning feeling goes away with time. don’t run. Whatever you do. Don’t run. It doesn’t help.”
I frown and nod slowly.
But there’s nothing more I’d like to do.
I want to run.
I need to run
It’s in my nature. I run from my problems and suppress them until they overwhelm me
He says “just don’t run. he can’t take it, not again.”
I frown and nod slowly. “I won’t.. I won’t run.”
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Meh. Meh. I don't know if I like this or not haha. Opinions?
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Past mistakes pt. 4
word count: 1,936
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I sit in my rental car, yeah, I had to get one of those. I sit in it, waiting, across the street of the set.
I lean back staring at the ceiling of the car, turning up the music and sighing as I stare at my ring finger, empty and bare.
The ring Pete gave me in my bag, I reach for my bag pulling it to my lap but first I unclasp my necklace.
I reach my hand in the front pocket but I pause as I look to the ring on the necklace. I toss the backpack onto the seat as I twist the ring in the sunlight
My smile widening as I look at the small details on the ring. The engraving on the inside reading
I love you more than anything ~ C
I sigh semi happily and there's a knock on my window making me jump. I drop the necklace into my hand clasping it closed.
I roll it down as I look over. Chris tilts his head saying "It took me 3 months to decide on that one. And my original engraving was rejected, remember?"
My hand opens and I smile slightly "Yes, I do. You wanted a paragraph of words and they told you no."
He nods saying "Air head moment on my part."
I laugh saying "Blonde moment, hm?"
He shakes his head saying "Y'know, the cast and security on set are thinking you're a stalker. They're about 5 minutes away from calling the police."
"That'd be something, wouldn't it? My face on the cover of magazines and my police records showing y/n evans the secret wife of Captain America? Hm?”
He sighs saying “You gotta go, Jules.”
I tilt my head to him saying “Sign and I’ll leave.”
“Why’s it so important for me to sign them now? After all these years of me signing them and sending them back to you to only go unfinalized…”
I look down at my hands saying “That was before. I was still… grieving.”
He sighs nodding saying “As was I. But I still have you what you wanted. I signed those papers 6 times. Every time I did it took a toll on me. You put me through that.”
“I’m sorry alright? I wanted to finalize it. I just moved so often and there was so much history between us that I couldn’t sign it.”
He nods and leans both arms on my car. My eyes looking down to his arms hanging inside my car.
I gulp and say “But… I think it’s about time.”
“And your lawyers gave up trying to chase after me.”
“Yeah.”
“Good. You needed to find me yourself if you wanted me to sign these.”
I nod saying “You’ll sign them?” He shrugs saying “No, I don’t think so. Maybe in 5 or so attempts.”
“Very mature. You want me to get a taste of my own medicine hm?”
He smiles slightly saying “Basically.”
I shake my head saying “You’re going to make me stay here in Atlanta to force this out of you. Make me pay for a hotel, a stupid rental car, and extend my plane ticket return date, go to the stupid laundromat to wash my few items of clothes I brought just so you can stick it to me?”
He nods saying “Pretty much.”
He taps the car and looks around at it “Pretty nice rental car you got.”
I grumble saying “Oh… I am so going to call Scott.”
“Do it. I’m sure he’ll give you an earful.”
I narrow my eyes at him saying “Does this make you happy? Seeing me nearly begging for a divorce? Because all we’ve really ever wanted for each other was for both of us to be happy. Are you happy because I sure as hell am not.”
He pauses and says “You can use the washing machine at my rental if you really don’t wanna go to the laundromat.”
“Chris..” I say quietly
He nods saying “No. I’m not happy. Alright? But maybe I will be soon. You know how much I love to gloat.”
I bite my lip annoyed as he goes to take a step back. He says “I may sign earlier if you give me back the ring.”
My throat tightens and I freeze. He says “I figured since you brought it with you, you were returning it.”
I scoff and push my car door open. I huff a breath of air and walk towards him. He smiles widely amused as I dig my finger into his chest saying “You want my ring?! So you can what? Give it to Jenny? The Jenny from the block wannabe?? Hm?? Hm!?”
He smirks and quips “Maybe.”
I grumble saying “No. I think such a priss from Hollywood would want a bigger ring. She might pawn this one off.”
He scoffs and says “Sorry, forgot you only got half that degree of yours. Jenny went to Colombia for literature. She values the little things.”
“Are you telling me that it’s my fault I didn’t finish college?!”
“No! But-”
“You were entirely at fault! I gave up my degree for you. And you repay me by this complete bullshit. I have to chase after you.”
“It wasn’t me you gave your degree up for. And you know that.”
I dig my finger into his chest, poking him in an annoyed way “Well you put me in that situation!”
“It takes two to tango, dear.” He quips.
God he’s enraging!
“And I was way too young!”
“So was I!”
I frown as I look to the closeness of the two of us and he grabs my wrist saying “Enough poking.”
I poke him again and he pulls my hand from his chest saying “Enough.”
I shake my head saying “I despise you.”
“I loathe you.” He says
We hold the intense eye contact and I mutter “You’re not getting that ring back. Maybe my uneducated self will pawn it off for the money. God knows I might need it.”
He nods saying “Pawn shop will only give you a hundred or two hundred.”
“What? You some sort of a pawn shop expert?”
He shakes his head saying “You’re ridiculous.”
I look down to his grip around my wrist as he mindlessly runs his thumb over my wrist
I look up to him and say “Personalized crap always goes for less.”
“maybe you can scratch the engraving off than.”
I grit my teeth saying “It bothers you I have that. I have your exact words. That you love me. And it irks you. Bothers you.”
His teeth grit and I smile saying “Wow! You don’t like the fact that it’s out there, that you’ll love me..”
He cuts me off saying “always.” I shake my head as he says “I was 19. Always back then meant nothing.”
“Mmhm. Yeah..”
“Even uneducated you still know that.”
I shake my head as the car door behind me shuts to the wind and I lean back slightly. Chris leans back with me and my loose hand snakes to the back of his head
Where it’s always fight so perfectly, I lean against the car as he shuffles forward towards me
We get so close I can smell the cologne off him
He even uses the same cologne. He’s the same.. but so different.
He leans into me and quickly his hands slide down to my waist and he kisses me.
Delicately but longingly. It's been too long.
So long.
I don't think my lips move as fluidly with any other lips
I lean in.
I don’t pull away.
I don’t pull away.
OH GOD I’m not pulling away.
Oh god.
I'm not gonna pull away
He’s really good at this. Well, he's always been. Obviously.
His arms pull me in as my hands settle on his back now. He opens his mouth slightly, allowing my tongue entrance and I follow easily after his ques as his hand wander down to my hip
Chills run up my arms and I smile into the kiss as I release his hand and hold tightly to his broad shoulders.
My fingers skimming the toned shoulder muscles
His hands wander slowly up my sides and I swear my knees go weak so quickly.
I slide in his grasp as he holds me up tightly, but not painfully. Just enough to keep me from falling.
Chris' smile widens and I delicately kiss him as I open my eyes momentarily
We both look to each other as we close our eyes again kissing once again closely.
I bite down on his lip as I finally come to the realization
I curse as I step back "shit. shit. Matt! I completely forgot about Matt!"
Chris says "What? Who's Matt?"
"No! Pete. I meant Pete. I meant to say Pete. Oh my god. Jamie and my father. It's their fault."
Chris says "Hey-"
"God I come to finalize my divorce and I do that. I just.. oh god."
"Jules-"
I shake my head as I go to reach for the handle of my car door. I open it quickly but he closes it quickly. He says "y/n. We obviously need to talk."
"No. No talking."
He looks to me confused and I say "I need to go home. I need to be home. I'm supposed to get married!"
He freezes, his hand slipping off the door as shock writes itself onto his expression. He looks to me dumbfounded.
I pause as I realize what I said. I shut the door, press my forehead to the side of the door shaking my head. I heave a deep breath saying "This... that wasn't how I wanted to tell you."
"Ah.. and you were going to even tell me about, Pete? That's his name right?"
God even he get's his name right.
He pays attention. He always pays attention to the details.
I frown and look to him as he crosses his arms, he has that embarrassed look on his face
I nod saying "Yeah. His names Peter."
Chris nods slowly and says "I need to get back to shooting my scenes. Make sure to leave before security calls the police."
"Chris." I plead with him
He shakes his head saying "Nope. I don't want to talk."
"Christopher!" I shout as he crosses the street.
God why does every conversation I have with him end with him walking away or us shouting with each other?
But, I don't stop there. Nope.
I quickly cross the street, in the middle of the intersection, at least 4 cars laying on their car horns for me to move.
"Lady! Get out of the road!"
Chris turns around as he starts to walk through security. I shout "You didn't even let me talk!" as I walk through the intersection
He looks at me dumbfounded saying "You have lost your mind."
I approach saying "Don't walk away. Please."
He shakes his head saying "No, I should. Before both of our relationships can be unrecoverable."
I scowl saying in a hushed tone "You kissed me."
He nods saying "Yeah. Like an idiot. You haven't told me one thing that was the genuine truth. You've been lying. The whole time."
I shake my head saying "I didn't lie."
"You conveniently didn't mention anything but the divorce. I'd say that's lying."
"You want some truth? I'll give you some truthful words alright? You kissed me and I'm engaged to someone else. But I didn't pull away. Chris... I didn't pull away and that's so terrifying. And I call your stupid old phone number all the time. I block my number and I call it. Just so I could hear your voice. And I kept our old home phone. I pay a ridiculous amount to keep it. Just... just so I never lose the recording we left on it."
He looks to me surprised and I shake my head saying "And every photo we have together I can't throw away. I can't. You have to let me go. Because..."
He shakes his head walking away as I say "Chris."
He says "I told you I don't want to talk. I'm at work. I need you to respect that."
I watch him leave and I run my hands down my face as my hands stop on my lips. Oh god.
I just made out with him.
Oh my god.
I run my thumb over my bottom lip, biting it and dropping my hand. I just kissed him.
Do I regret it?
...... no.
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Past mistakes Pt.5
Word count: 2,606
Warnings: drinking, besides that none
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I twirl the cherries in my drink staring at it blankly.
“Rum and coke with cherries?”
I look up and see Sebastian Stan. I sigh saying “No, but that’s probably a good drink too.”
“Jack and coke? With cherries?”
I smile and say “No, afraid not.” I look around saying “No other ladies to bother in this bar?”
“None as pretty as you I suppose.”
My eyes widen and I laugh “Does that work on most girls?”
He nods saying “Haven’t used it before, let’s see shall we?”
“Actors are really full of themselves aren’t they?”
He shrugs saying “I’d say persistent more than anything. You have to be to make it in this industry.”
“And you’ve what? Made it in this industry?”
He looks to me surprised saying “You’ve got claws.”
“She’s got a lot more than just claws.”
I look to my left as the infamous husband reappears. Sebastian says “Chris, she likes more successful actors. I think I’m in trouble.”
I roll my eyes and Chris says “Is that so?”
Sebastian says “Last guess, a spiked Roy Rogers?”
Chris says confidently “Virgin Shirley temple.”
I look to him and narrow my eyes at him. He says “Tell me I’m wrong.”
I sigh saying “He got it, Mr. Stan.”
Sebastian says “I’ll cut my loses. Chris, how on earth do you know this scary woman?”
I look to Chris tilting my head to him saying “Yeah Chris, how do you know me?”
Chris holds intense eye contact with me and motions the bartender for a beer. He says as he looks to me “Sebastian, meet my…. very married friend?”
Sebastian’s eyes bulge and I look to Chris surprised and he pushes his beer back taking a long sip. I sigh saying “Nice to meet you Sebastian.”
Sebastian says “Holy crap. I’m so sorry. You didn’t have a ring and I just figured…”
Chris says “She was a out of towner unmarried and lonely for some Sebastian attention?”
I glare at him and he says “Yeah, my same thought.”
I kick Chris’ shin and he groans
Sebastian says “You never told me you were married.”
I clear my throat as Chris says “Ah, I’m pretty sure I mentioned an evil ex friend.”
“Yeah girlfriend. Not friend”
I roll my eyes saying “Chris likes to keep people in the dark. 99% of the time.”
“And Jules likes to run from her problems.”
“Chris enjoys holding mistakes over others.”
“y/n enjoys keeping everything bottled up until she snaps.”
Sebastian says “uhh— I…”
I grit my teeth saying “And he loves to micromanage every single aspect of my life.”
“Because you could never make a decision to save your life!”
“Because you never gave me time to ever make my own decisions! You only ever made every decision for me! I never had a say in my life!”
The bar goes quiet and Chris says in a hushed whisper shout “So I forced you into everything when you were with me. I forced you to marry me? I made that decision?!”
Sebastian says “Guys…”
I stare at Chris angrily as he drops his beer clumsily, spilling the contents on the counter and shaking his head annoyed.
I scoot back from the bar as it pools over the edge of the bar top threatening to drip onto my jeans
“Grow up, Chris.” I quip at his clearly drunk figure
“Very hypocritical coming from you, why don’t you go run thousands of miles away from me again.”
I stare at him annoyed. My anger bubbling up and I say “And would you still chase after me like a lost puppy?”
He looks to me surprised saying “Now why would I do that when you just come back for me anyway?”
I grit my teeth and grab his chin, squishing it tightly in my hand saying “I came here for one thing. And one thing only. I know how difficult it is for you to do as I ask but for once just work with me.”
He smirks as I hold his face tightly in my hand. He shrugs saying defiantly “no.”
I grumble and Sebastian says “Chris. Guys.. we’re creating a scene.”
Chris nods as I release his chin, flicking his chin away from me. He says “Come on, lighten up. Drink a little.”
“I don’t drink. Especially in a bar like this.”
Chris boos and Sebastian shakes his head laughing. Chris says “You used to be so fun. Come on. I want to drink with you. You don’t want to drink with me?”
Sebastian excuses himself to get himself another girl and Chris says “Come on. Some of our best moments were when we were drinking.”
“Chris. I have to drive myself back to my hotel. I’m not drinking with you.”
“Yooooo hoo’mmhmm hi bartender. She wants tequila shots.”
The bartender walks away and I glare at Chris saying “I’m not drinking those.”
“Come on. You used to love those.”
“Yeah when I was 17.”
He smiles saying “That was a good year.”
I shake my head and he says “I’ll get you extra limes.” He tumbles to reach over the bar and grabs the tray of limes
The 4 shots are dropped off in front of me and Chris says “We can discuss the divorce if you drink two.”
I look to him exasperated and grab the shot. I push it to my lips and tip my head back letting the liquid burn down my throat
A cough escaped my lips and Chris pushes the salted lime into my mouth
I look to him shell shocked as he smiles widely. I shake my head sliding a shot over to him and he says “No thanks.”
I roll my eyes saying “You could never handle tequila.”
I grab the next shot tossing it back and suppressing my burp. I grab the fresh beer from his hand to wash it down
Sebastian says as he approaches again “I would not mix alcohol’s. That’s literally the worst decision.”
I tilt the beer bottle back ignoring Sebastian as Chris mutters “fuck it.” He shoots the shot back as I bite the lime
He smiles and nods as he burps. I laugh as he grabs my wrist, making me high five him
He lifts the shot and pushes it towards my lips. He smiles and I sigh as I nod. He tilts the small shot glass back as the contents spill down my throat
I cough as I pull the beer from him. He says “When’d you become a lightweight?”
I look to him sighing saying “It’s called growing up.”
He grumbles saying “Why did we have to grow up? We were so happy being two kids in love. God I thought you were it for me.”
I freeze as I look to him as he sets his head on the counter. He tilts his head up to see me and says “They always say your first love hurts the most. It shouldn’t still be hurting right? Is it just me?”
I look to him, shaking my head muttering as I lean slightly towards him “no. It isn’t just you. It still hurts.”
My hand reaches for his head as it rests on the side of his hair. He hmm’s and I say “yeah. It still hurts.”
He nods and I run my hand through his hair as the bartender drops the next few shots off. Chris mumbles “Hit me.”
I slide the shot over to him and pour it into his mouth while I laugh. I look to the next shot beside me and make a very immature decision
I down the shot and sniffle as I feel my nose get stuffy from the dust of the old bar
Chris smiles as he watches me take in my surroundings.
My hand tapping the wood on the counter at the sound of the juke box
The juke box playing the endless loop of 80’s music and rock it always does
He reaches for his hat on the counter and slides it on his head, bending the end of it slightly as my hand drops
He says “1997 I asked you to go to the school dance with me. We were forced to listen to the Backstreet Boys and the Spice Girls the whole dance. Give me this redo?”
He stands up and holds his hand out to me.
I look to his extended hand then his pleading eyes. Grabbing the shot I grab his hand.
Quickly I down the last shot and he pulls me towards the damn near empty area near the juke box
I shake my head as he presses some buttons on the juke box and quickly grabs my hands again as the new song plays, an old Fleetwood Mac song filling my ears as my smile widens
I drop my smile as I try to not give in to him
I stand still as he spins me and I attempt to suppress a smile as he releases my hands and shimmy’s in front of me
He smiles like a dork and I laugh as he suddenly grabs my waist and dips me completely off beat from the music
I smile at him as he sways to the music dramatically. And for just a few minutes it’s like nothing ever changed
My hands rest over his shoulders as his hands place down on my hips. I look to the surroundings as the bar empties
He says “I missed you.”
I look to him as he avoids eye contact. “What?”
“I missed you. There were days that were really difficult without you. The first couple years I was miserable. I avoided family events. Avoided anything related to you.”
I look to him sadly as he says “And then Burt died.”
My frown deepens and I say “Burt?”
He nods saying “He got old, his hips gave out.” I nod as my frown progresses. He says “He was a good dog.”
“He was our baby for the longest time.”
Chris nods saying “We took him everywhere.”
I smile saying “He loved Jack.”
“Adored him.”
I look to Chris as he looks down to me. My lower body leans into him and he looks down to me through those long eyelashes he’s got
I run my finger down the curve in his nose as he whispers “…I think I’m still in love with you. Shh..”
I nod and say at a whisper “I think I’ll always love you.”
“Glad we…”
I cut him off as my fingers wind their way into the back of his hair and pull him to my lips. He digs his hands into my sides, pulling me in
Sloppy drunk kisses are exchanged as I grab his belt loop with my left hand. I begin to pull him off the floor away from the juke box.
But still not pulling away. He hmm’s and quickly he lifts my legs as we push out the back door.
My legs wrap around him as my back pushes into the brick exterior wall. I groan slightly and he goes to pull away
I bite mildly at his bottom lip keeping him to me
He pulls away breathlessly saying “Car. Can’t. Drive..”
I nod saying in between my persistent kissing “My.”
Kiss.
“Hotel.”
Kiss
“Across.”
I point as he bites at my neck. I laugh loudly and say “street.” I breathlessly get the last word out as he starts walking with me
I squeal as he nearly gets us hit by a car and they honk. He laughs saying “We’re busy here! Can’t ya see!”
His Boston accent shining through.
My accent mostly dropped away after I moved. Partially on purpose.
He says “key.” as we stumble through the lobby as he sets me on my feet
I dig into my jean pocket waving the card in front of him. He goes to snatch it and I swipe it out of his grasp
I take a clumsy step back and he says “Careful there.”
I nod saying “Mmhm.”
No warning I take off in front of him. He shouts “hey!”
He quickly follows after me, like we’re 13 years old again and chasing each other through the back yards of our Boston suburban neighborhood all over again
Our loud laughter fills the halls as we jump into the elevator before the father and toddler could get in
Chris repeatedly presses the close door button as his hand grabs the belt loops on my jeans, pulling me towards him
What am I doing?
Drunk actions are sober thoughts?
Isn’t that the saying?
God I really am a lightweight. 4 shots and maybe half a beer and I’m undressing myself with my soon to be ex-husband
You have no idea how many stories I’ve heard of a woman having an affair on her current husband with her ex husband
My hands slide down his chest and I smile as I pull his button of his jeans to the side, unbuttoning his pants
“Wait..”
I pause and look to him and he slides my zipper down saying “You first.”
I shake my head and he presses my back against the wall of the elevator as he nearly knocks me over with the force of his lips
My hands grab ahold of him quickly as sloppy kisses grow more aggressive and quick
A sound escapes my lips and he pauses. He breaks into laughter and I slap his shoulder and he says “Sorry! I’m sorry. Oh my god..”
He chuckles lowly as he silences me with his tongue slipping into my mouth. My eyes widen momentarily but calm as I grab the hat off his head
Dropping it on my head, backwards only causes him to reach to grab it once again. I tumble back with him still following me
Lips still connected as I push his hands away from the hat. We both laugh and pull away.
He nods saying “It’s been a long time.”
“Mmhm.”
He shrugs and pulls at the sides of my jacket. Pulling me towards him
We pause and look into each other’s eyes. I get lost in the blues of his eyes. He captivates me in any way possible
He’s like a drug.
And I don’t think I ever wanna give him up
His hand skims down my cheek and he purses his lips mumbling “Too long.”
The elevator doors ding open and we hear two loud gasps as we hang off each others body. I look over all too quickly, bumping my forehead into Chris' chin and the old woman says "Oh, my english muffins! Get a room."
What the hell kind of saying is that??
Chris mutters "we were working on that." He smiles to the old couple saying "sorry. 10th anniversary. You two have a good rest of your night."
He lifts me and quickly carries me down the hall. He says "Which room?"
"Wrong floor!"
He groans and I watch as he opens the door to the stairwell. Is he about to carry me up a flight of stairs, or two?
Oh my god.
He is!
Or at least attempt to?
We, more like him, stumbles down the hall and I say "That one!" He swipes the key from my hand. The door opens and I'm quite literally dropped
I tumble on the bed, grabbing his arms and we both sink into the mattress as clothes are tossed onto the ground
The lamp falls and we both laugh as the familiarity of each other is more than comforting. It all just feels so right.
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Past mistakes pt.3
prompt: past mistakes still find a way to haunt you and drag you down
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word count: 2,040
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My mom told me as soon as we got in the car that she ran into Lisa Evans and I was extremely relieved that she got me the hell out of there before I had to have an awkward conversation with them.
I don't even know how the conversation would've gone.
Probably like "oh, hi." "hi. sorry for running away from boston and divorcing your son. but sike, i'm actually still your daughter in law because chris won't sign the papers and I wouldn't sign them years ago because I was still harboring feelings."
Then probably a ton of silence right?
I sigh as Jamie drives me towards the airport the next day. He says "How are you going to get in to see him? It's a closed movie set."
I nod saying "I'll figure it out alright?"
He continues driving until he chirps in "You're not gonna be able to get in."
"I'll just show them my ID alright!?" I snap
His eyes widen and he says "You never changed your name on your ID?"
I grumble and he says "So much for not harboring old feelings towards your husband."
I grit my teeth and say "Legally, my last name is still Evans-"
Jaimie says "Does Matt know you're married?"
I shake my head saying "His name is Pete. How many times do I need to tell you that?"
"Answer the question, Mrs. Evans."
"No, alright? He doesn't know. And he never will. I should have signed these stupid papers years ago."
He nods saying "Yeah. You should have, why didn't you?"
I feel my throat tighten up and I say "Because.. I don't know alright?"
"It was the grief right?" he says quietly. I angrily say "Shut up alright?"
He nods and says "If you get on set can you get robert downey jr's signature for me? He's literally the best-"
"No."
"Come on! Please?"
"No. I'm getting Chris' signature on these papers and that's it."
He sighs saying "Such a mean sister."
"Yep. Sure am. Go bother Cora if you want politeness."
We pull up to the airport gate and he says "This is it, next time I see you, you'll be a Dylan again."
I nod, feeling the huge wave of nausea consume me. He says "You alright?"
"Tell me this is the right thing to do, James. Please." I say desperately. Feeling doubt creep in. Fear.
He looks to me surprised nodding say "Your relationship with Chris has been over for years, you love this Pete guy now, Jules, you got this."
When he says my old nickname it sparks something in me, all I can think of when he said that, was Chris calling me that. More than my first name.
He preferred to call me Jules, my middle name being Juliana as the lengthened name behind the nickname.
I freeze in my seat as he says "hello? You getting out?"
I mutter "you called me jules.."
"shit. sorry." he quickly apologizes
I shake my head saying "It's alright, maybe I should have tried to call him first, right?"
He shrugs saying "A little late for that."
I nod and step out of the car, "Thank you, Jamie. I'll update you on the whole thing okay?"
He nods saying "You better."
I grab my bag and walk into the airport. The same airport I fled to all those years ago, abandoning my life with Chris and running as far as I possibly could.
I didn't tell a soul I was leaving. I bought my ticket in cash and left all devices.
It was extreme..
I frown as I board the plane, more doubt entering my body as I go my way to see the man I ultimately left.
The plane ride went ridiculously fast as the whole time I watched my knee bounce anxiously
"Landing in Atlanta, Georgia now. Please stay seated until asked to exit the plane." The flight attendants say
Quickly the plane lands and people clap. I shake my head muttering "typical."
Exiting the plane and getting a cab to the rumored set was the easiest part. Now I am standing here with my bag on my arm staring at the very crowded set.
CLOSED SET
I curse to myself "shit."
I look to the fans standing at the guard rails waiting. I walk towards security and as soon as I make eye contact he says "Fans need to wait over there."
He motions to the group and I say "I need to get in there. It's important-"
"That's what they all say, I'll have you escorted away from here if you don't go over in the fan section or leave, Miss."
I sigh and say "I'll show you my ID alright? I'm related to Chris Evans okay?"
I slide him my ID and he says "You look young in this picture."
"That's besides the point."
"y/n juliana evans. You aren't on the list."
I glare at him saying "I have court papers that are time sensitive I need to get to him, can't you just escort me in. I'm sure he'll reassure you that I very well am an Evans."
He sighs, muttering something into his walkie talkie saying "Only because I'm in a good mood. You better not be lying. And leave the bag."
I drop my bag into his booth, only holding my yellow large envelope and phone. He hands me my ID back and we step through the gates.
I think I just pissed some fans off because they just start shouting something
He eyes me as I cautiously look around. Tons of set workers look to me as I continue being escorted through the grounds. I push my sunglasses further up my nose.
The guard says "I'm Eugene by the way. If I lose my job over this, my sister will kill both of us." I smile to him and say "I'm y/n, it's nice to meet you Eugene."
I shake his hand and we pass the trailers. He says "He should be around here somewhere." He continues walking while I freeze in place.
My eyes catching Chris. After all these years, my mind and body still find him first.
He meets my eyes as I slide my glasses off. He freezes in place, watching me from across the set.
There's probably 50 people between us but it feels like it's just me and him here. The world dissolved around us.
The guard says "Find him?"
I pull my eyes from Chris, nodding to Eugene. He says "Hello?"
I nod, stepping forward and him following me as Chris walks towards me. As we get closer we keep eye contact.
We stop in front of each other and he mutters "Jules.."
Chills run up my back and body. I gulp and I think we've gathered everyone's attention around us.
Eugene says "Uh, sorry, Mr. Chris Evans, she was very insistent that you two were related and that you would clarify that. It was a pass up on letting her in but..."
Chris looks over to me briefly as I remain staring at him, my mouth agape. He looks back over to Eugene saying "But she's a very convincing woman."
Eugene nods "Exactly. And she's... she's very.."
Chris looks to him half smiling and says "Annoying?" I glare at him and Eugene says "No. But yes, but very beautiful."
Chris looks to him surprised and I look to Eugene surprised too and Chris says "Yeah, I know Jules."
"Oh. Good, okay. Is it alright to leave her on set then?"
Chris narrows his eyes at me, biting his bottom lip saying "Now that's a different story.."
I narrow my eyes saying "He's joking, Eugene."
"Oh wow, you two are already on a first name basis. When's the wedding?"
Eugene gets flustered and I say "Wouldn't you like to know. I'd be very happy in a marriage with Eugene over some assholes out there."
"Is that so? So you have a venue picked out?"
"Yeah, your moms house."
He stifle's a smile and says "Uh huh, and the guest list?"
"Doesn't include you."
"And you'll be paying for this how?"
"As soon as I finish taking your ass to the cleaners I can buy anything my heart desires."
He tilts his head towards me, arching an eyebrow. Eugene says "I'll just leave you two.. to whatever this is."
He crosses his arms and says "What the hell are you doing here?"
"To serve you these." I slide him the file and he meets my eye suspiciously.
The file sits between us as my hand remains holding them out to him. He looks down at them and I look to his face. I thought I'd see anger on his expression but I can't even describe his expression.
Sadness.
Sadness is what it is. But I'm too stupid to notice it. I miss the telltale signs of his expressions, I didn't notice his left eye blinking faster than the right.
Or the nose twitch.
"Who's this?"
Chris and I are pulled from our intense eye contact with two different things. Looking to the apparently very nosey Mr. Robert Downey Junior.
My eyes switch over to Chris quickly and my hand drops with the file in it. Robert says "Ouch, this your first restraining order Evans?"
I look to him confused and Chris clears his throat saying "She was just leaving. She got what she needed, she can leave now."
I look to him annoyed saying "Chris-"
"Goodbye, Jules."
Robert looks between us as I say "No, you don't get to do this. Just take the file. Chris-" He takes a few steps back shrugging as Robert follows him.
He says "At least I get to be the one to leave this time. This is what you wanted, remember?"
My heart wrenches and I stare at him with a pained look on my face. He completely ignores me as I am pulled away from the set.
Scarlett makes eye contact with me and I quickly avert my eye sight elsewhere.
Eugene says "How'd it go?"
I grit my teeth and say "Great. It went great..." I grab my bag saying "He also requested for you to put me on the list for him. If you wouldn't mind."
He nods saying "I'll need his signature but I'll push it through for you."
"Thank you."
I retreat back to a Hilton hotel and throw my bag onto the ground as I get to my room. I groan and sigh as I dial Chris' number.
It rings and I quickly hang up. Anxious that he might answer. Also, there's literally no way he still has that number.
I press the button again accidentally and I curse to myself as it continues to ring and I let it ring. Anthony Mackie says "Dude, who's phone is that?"
Anthony Russo says "No phones on set! How many times do we have to say that?"
Chris digs into his pocket at the familiar ringing. He hasn't heard that since the early 2000's.
He swallows hard staring at the contact name on his small flip phone in his hand. He silences it quickly but stares at the name.
Jules
I hang up saying "It was a long shot..."
Anthony says "A flip phone really?"
Sebastian says "Chris?"
Chris pushes the phone back into his pocket and closes his eyes momentarily, gaining his composure back.
"No, Jamie he didn't even want to give me the time of day. I will try again tomorrow but maybe I just don't get married again. You think Pete would be fine with just staying engaged forever?"
"Grow up and work through your problems like an adult. Lay it all out on the table. Tell him you met someone and he needs to sign."
I nod saying "And he's in a serious relationship too, he should want this."
Jamie says "Maybe find Scott."
"No." I immediately reject his idea.
"He would help you, you guys were best friends."
"Until I ran off and never spoke to him or anyone from that side of the family again."
Jamie sighs saying "Call Uncle Mitchell." I sigh saying "He'll tell me I should've finalized this years ago and be judgmental. No thanks."
"Then call Scott. He'll help, you know he will."
"I'm not doing that. I'll just continue to reach out to Chris, he'll give in eventually."
Jamie sighs saying "He's just gonna drag this on. Lay it all out, tell him you're in love with someone else. He isn't a cruel person, you know that."
I bite my bottom lip saying "Just tell him the truth... Uhh, yeah. That sounds like the worst idea."
"What are you afraid of?"
I speak honestly "Of hurting him."
"He has a girlfriend and family that can help him if he's sad. You just need to focus on yourself right now. Be selfish alright?"
I hesitate and say "Okay. I'll try."
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Past mistakes pt. 2
prompt: past mistakes still find a way to haunt you and drag you down.
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My brother is the most annoying person, in my mind, to exist. He's gotten on my nerves since the moment my mom asked if I wanted a sibling and I told her "no."
She was shocked to say the least and told me it was happening whether I liked it or not. So, I got a little brother.
He's still a brat.
He's still annoying.
When he was younger he got some child acting gigs and now his full time job is to annoy the hell out of me.
He was a pretty good actor back in the day, could really fake cry. But that was my talent first, shoulda known he'd leech off my skills. haha
He played a role in a big name soap opera my mom still is obsessed with to this day and a few other small roles in a few sitcoms in the early 2000's late 90's.
Me on the other hand, I gave up acting after I fled from Boston. I filmed a few small gigs but ultimately gave it up. Something came up.
I never went back to it after I moved away. Personally, it feels like I never did act. So much has happened that feels like lifetimes ago
Jamie throws a piece of cereal, hitting me in the forehead
He laughs loudly and I glare at him. He says “You really need to lighten up missy. You’re back in Boston and you can be yourself again.”
I narrow my eyes at him saying “I was myself back in New York and California. Why would Boston change me?”
“You’re acting like a snob. And a knob too. Get over yourself.”
He walks away and I say “You can’t just call me that and walk away! James!”
He shrugs saying “You deserve it! I can’t believe you didn’t call me when you got engaged. We used to talk about everything!"
“It was all so sudden alright?”
He rolls his eyes and walks away. I stand up groaning from my ass being sore from all that driving I had to do
Following after him I say “Come on, don’t be like that. We can bond! Just help me find Chris and we can catch up? Please?”
“No. Find him yourself. He probably still has the same number, call it."
James walks away and I sigh. “Come on Jamie! Don’t be like that!”
My dad folds his newspaper in half as he looks to me from the kitchen. He sighs saying “He’s not wrong, honey.”
I sigh saying “About what?”
“About you not being yourself. You’re back in your hometown. He isn’t here, why are you so tense?”
“I don’t like Boston like you do.”
He sighs saying “I saved you the entertainment section.” He slides the newspaper towards me as he focuses back on the sports section
I grab it and he clears his throat saying “And there’s nothing on it about Chris. In case you were wondering.”
I narrow my eyes at him saying “He doesn’t consume my mind like he does yours, apparently. I haven’t even thought about him in 5 years or longer.”
He nods saying “Whatever helps you sleep at night honey. No need to be hostile.”
“Dad.. Are you kidding me? I don’t think about him. Ever.. Alright? I’m thinking about him now because all you bring up is him! Every god damn second. Boston isn’t just his hometown it was mine too. I get he's the town golden boy turned hometown celebrity around here but I don't want to hear about him.”
He chuckles saying “You need to get some fresh air. Your mom and I are going to be heading to the flea market. Get some deals and get some items for our new baby.”
I look at him confused and I hear James laughing from upstairs. I look to him questioningly as his smile widens.
“Your new baby?”
“Honey! y/n wants to meet her!”
My eyes widen and I say “huh? her?”
My mom pokes her head in and my dad says “Come on, we’ll show her to you and then we can head to the flea market.”
I nod and they lead me out to the side yard. My eyes widen as I look to the mammoth motor home. Why was I even expecting anything else?
This is my family after all. They're nuts.
I sigh saying “What’d you name her?” Knowing my father he already named her. I'll just humor him.
“Betsy!”
I shake my head and my mom says “We thought it’d be a good idea to use now that we have Cora’s kids to visit and you. You're getting married and living so far away. Now we can visit without flying. Visit those grandkids you and Matt will have.”
I shake my head saying "His name is Pete mom."
"I knew that!" She says quickly as she pushes me forward
My father hates flying. Despises it. He'll avoid a plane in any way possible
He’s afraid of it. But he’ll never admit it.
Oh… and Cora.. she’s my older sister.
She lives in Colorado with her husband. They have two kids, both girls.
I don’t visit them often. It’s been awhile. When the two of us went our separate directions we lost contact.
Also due to the fact she’s a massive control freak who stresses me out and makes everything a competition.
I despise her.
Quickly my mom ushers me to the mini van and I’m crammed in the back of the old beat up mini van forcefully as I attempt to insist that I didn’t need to go and if I was gonna go I would just drive myself
That didn’t work out so well
They play their classic 80’s songs on the radio and I glare at the back of their heads
“If you keep doing that you’re face will stay that way forever, honey.” My dad quips
I deepen my glare saying “I need to leave Boston, and find Chris. So he can sign these and I can move on with Pete.”
“I thought his name was Matt.” my dad smiles as he jokes
I grumble and my mom says “He’s only joking. Lighten up, you’re home. Enjoy the familiarity. You're with family!”
“The only thing I’m going to enjoy is getting the hell out of here as soon as possible.”
My parents meet each other’s eyes and remain silent as I watch their smiles drop. They look forward and continue driving
I wanted peace and quiet. For my parents to not be so nagging
But now I feel guilty.
The rest of the drive is in silence, just Billy Idol or Madonna singing in the background
We come to a stop at the flea market and my dad clears his throat. My mom shakes her head saying “Drew… just leave it.”
He shakes his head saying “No. y/n. You may not view this place as home but it’s our home. You don’t get to complain and make our lives miserable about the fact that we enjoy Boston.”
He continues on “Your mom and I have raised three kids here and have a lot of good memories. If you don’t like it here. Leave. But for the love of god! Give it a rest! We get it! We get it! We get it! You don’t like Boston. You don’t like visiting your family! We get it!”
He steps out of the car, slamming the door shut and leaving me with a shocked look on my face.
My mom looks over her shoulder and says “Y'know, he was really excited to have you home. When you left Boston you didn’t just cut your husband out of your life. You cut us out too.”
She steps out of the car shutting the door a little calmer than my dad did but I feel guilt sink in
I sit in the car sighing as I look to the pictures stuck to the dashboard and I get out of the car to follow them.
I find them looking at little wooden figurines. Like they need any more of these
"Oh look, our ungrateful daughter has decided to grace us with her presence." My dad says to my mother. My mom stares down at the glass figurine's while my dad looks at the wooden ones.
He asks the merchant "You have kids?" The seller nods saying "Yes. I do. I've got 2, both boys."
"You're lucky. The boys stay, and they continue to love you. The girls run at the first chance they get. This one got married at 18 and high tailed her ass away from us at the first chance she could."
I glare at him and say "There's so much more to the story you know that. I'm here alright? I'm in Boston. I told you I'm getting married. You're involved in my life. What more do you want?"
He shakes his head and I look to my Mom as she firmly looks down at the figurine
She says "How much for this?"
"10 dollars."
She reaches into her bag and my dad says "We'll give you 5."
"No, 8 dollars."
"6."
"7."
"no--"
I dig into my bag sliding the man a ten dollar bill and my dad says "y/n..! I had it covered. I could've gotten that for 6."
My mom smiles and says "Drew, we're gonna head over to the farmers market. We'll meet you back at the car in an hour. Okay?"
She loops her arm with mine and I walk away with her. She holds the wrapped figurine and opens it shortly after.
She smiles and says "Doesn't it remind you of Jack? The blue glass and the cute little sparkly eyes. He just had the cutest eyes."
She shows me the glass angel and my anger dissipates. I sigh and say "Yeah mom. It does. It really does."
She wraps it firmly back up and places it into her bag.
Walking through the farmers market is like a blast from the past. It's been updated in some ways but the people still running the stands are the ones I remember.
We buy some fresh strawberries and the vendor says "y/n? y/n Evans?"
My eyes widen and my mom looks up for me. I gulp and mom covers me "Oh, I think you might be mistaken, she's y/n Dylan now. If you didn't know."
"Oh sorry. Forgot all about that. Haven't seen you around here in awhile. We all heard you moved."
I nod saying "Yeah, I go back and forth between the bay area and new york."
"Look at you being an even bigger city girl. We were all too small of a town for you weren't we?"
I shrug and say "There's no place like home though." I smile and my mom watches me as I slide the money towards Vera the strawberry vendor.
I hand my mom the strawberries and we continue through the farmers market. I look to my mom as I say "I do miss you guys. I just.. there's a lot of memories I don't necessarily like to remember."
She nods and says "Don't we all."
I look to the bakery items for sale as my mom looks to the huge stand of succulents. She says "Get me something good while I look at the succulents?"
I nod to her and we go our separate ways. What I don't realize is who she runs into.
More like what family she runs into.
Lisa Evans and Shanna Evans.
Chris' mom and sister.
My mom freezes in place as she holds the succulent as Lisa rounds the corner. My mom mutters "shit.."
Shanna spots my mom first and nudges her mom. Lisa looks up, looking right to my mom, Sierra
Lisa says "Sierra? Sierra Dylan? Oh my god." My mom looks up throwing a smile on and saying "Lisa oh my, it's been so long. Can't believe we just ran into each other like this."
Shanna says "How're Cora and Jamie doing? And..."
Mom says "Cora's got a family now and she's settled down in Colorado."
"That's good, I'm happy for her. I heard she's teaching 3rd grade there too, right?"
Mom nods saying "Yes, she is. She loves it there. But we can't bring ourselves to move with her."
Shanna nods saying "Boston area will always be home."
"Yeah, to most of us. y/n doesn't enjoy it like us."
Lisa clears her throat saying "How is she?"
Mom shrugs saying "She's grown up. A lot. She's not my little girl anymore that used to roll in the mud and hide out on the roof thinking I wouldn't know."
Lisa smiles saying "They grow up so fast don't they? What's she up to work wise?"
"Well, she runs a non-profit organization and also writes screenplay apparently. Not that she'd let me read any of it."
The three of them laugh and Mom asks "How're you all doing? The boys?"
Lisa nods saying "We're good. Very good. Carly and Shanna are married and have kids. Good jobs. Then there's the boys. Chris is in Georgia filming for a movie, and Scott is staying here in Boston working on getting some acting gigs."
Shanna asks "Does y/n or Jamie still act?"
"Nope, afraid not, all those acting classes didn't appear to pay off."
Lisa laughs and says "You win some, you lose some."
"It was great seeing you guys, I've gotta find Drew around here somewhere. He's probably bargaining some vendor or something."
They say their goodbyes and my mom vacates the succulent booth approaching me. I hand her the bearclaw pastry and she says "Let's get the hell out of here."
"What? Why?"
"Because I'm your mother, let's go."
I shake my head and follow her. Then I see it, I see Lisa Evans. We make brief eye contact before I quickly pick up the pace and follow my mom to the mini van.
My dad is already waiting there and we book it home. Well, that was one crisis averted.
Right?
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