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and then you take me in and everything in me begins to feel like I belong like everybody needs a home and when I take your hand like the world has never held a man I know I cannot heal the hurt but I will hold you here forever if I can, if I can

- exist for love by AURORA

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 9.3

Tuesday Evening

♡ The Callaway’s Residence: 7:05pm ♡

Green- Alaina

Blue/Cyan- Elliott

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ALAINA (narrating):

It was like I was trying to spell myself so I could have this fantasy, dream world, ideal scenario.

I hadn’t really forgiven him, I was simply just scared to be without him.

Everyday is me trying to convince myself that this is okay, and that eventually I’ll be happier. That this is what was meant to be. But I’m not happy, and I can’t just deny it anymore.

Pushing down my feelings won’t help anyone involved. I need to be in a situation that allows me to actually live, and that may not include Elliott anymore. 

It’ll be harder without him, at least at first, but all I know is that I can’t stand this feeling anymore.

The person that I love makes me desolate.

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*Elliott hummed as he stirred the soup in the pot that was currently on the stove, patiently waiting for it to come to a boil*

ALAINA: “We should get a divorce.”

ELLIOTT: “What was that, hun? Sorry, it’s a bit loud right now.”

ALAINA: “I said, we should get a divorce.”

ALAINA (narrating):

I know I’m causing him hurt, but it’ll all be worth it, right?

The baby will be so much happier if I’m actually happy.

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 5.7

Saturday Night

♡ Someone’s House: 8:30pm ♡

The two took the last step up the stairs, and Mara could now already hear the loud music inside. Roxanne then said, “Okay, we’re here.”

Mara peeked through the windows, and saw the mess, as well as the people, that were inside. She then asked, “You sure? I thought you said it was a small party. A get together kind of thing.”

“Yes, I’m sure. We’re here a little early, so now there’s just the drunks and weirdos inside. But, it is the time for the best booze.”

Mara took a deep breath, still in disbelief that she would have taken her here, and effectively, lied to her. She seemed so nice. Mara then asked, one more time, just to be sure, “So, this is the ‘small party’, then?”

Roxanne nodded her head at Mara, “Yeah.”

“This is not small.”

“Close enough. Here, take my cardigan, and then we’ll go in.”

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“So, you see what I mean about the drunks, then?”

Mara raised her voice a little, trying to speak over the music as she said, “Yes. It’s only eight, I don’t understand how they’re partying.”

Roxanne then explained, as she saw Mara wasn’t getting it, “Like I said, we’re here early. And they are dancing like that because of the alcohol, hence, the drunks. You obviously haven’t been to a party before.”

Mara furrowed her brows, and asked, “What makes you say that?”

“I have working eyes. I can see that you’re so nervous that you are literally shaking. Plus, you know almost nothing, and new experiences always make people more on edge.”

Mara then shrugged, as she said, “Fine. Maybe I am nervous.”

They stood there for a moment, as Mara was still glancing around the room at the people. Roxanne, after a little bit, said, “My friends should be here soon, as well as the “someone else” I told you about. And that’s kind of the reason for our earliness. You just wanna grab a beer for now, though?”

Mara bit the inside of her cheek, unsure of what to do. A little beer won’t hurt you, so why don’t you actually have some fun for once. She then said, “I guess?”

~ 40 minutes later ~

Mara heard Isabella pick up the call, causing her to say, “Is, hey.”

Isabella pressed her lips together, and then said, “Hey Mara. What have you, uh, been doing?” 

“I’m at a party. Drinking beer.” Isabella rose her eyebrows at the mention of party and beer, confused as to exactly where Mara was, and who she was with. 

Mara then smiled, and said, looking out over the railing, “Could you even imagine I’d be in this situation?”

Isabella could hear the booming music in the background, so she then asked, “Are you okay?”

Mara sighed, and looked down at her feet, and said, quietly, “Actually, no, no I’m not.”

Isabella put her hand on top of her hair, fiddling with the pieces between her fingers. She then asked, “Do you want me to call your mom to pick you up?”

“She’d be SO mad. Can you just pick me up?”

Isabella furrowed her brows at Mara’s request, and then said, “I can’t drive after 9pm. Or without someone supervising.”

“Please, I’ll owe you forever.”

Isabella then tried to point out the probable risky situations, and hoped that would appeal to Mara. “I don’t want to risk it, what if I get pulled over?”

Mara quickly said back, desperately, “You won’t. Just follow all the driving rules and no one will notice. Please, please, please. My “friend” left me and she’s went somewhere with a guy or something.” 

Isabella stood up and starting walking to the door, as she said, “Fine. But if I get in trouble, it’s all on you.”

Mara sighed in relief, and then said, “Oookay.”

Isabella’s mind was now racing, trying to figure out what to do about this. She then said, “Sit outside until I get there. And send me the address. Actually, just stay on the phone with me. I don’t want anything to happen before I get there.”

“Mkay.”

Isabella grabbed her keys off of the entryway table, and turned to the door. In a rush, she almost forgot her coat. But, when she opened the door, she was swiftly reminded by the cold air. 

She turned back to get her coat, and said, while she was looking on her phone, “Guess I’m taking mom’s car. It says on the GPS I’ll be there in 10 minutes. Try not to do anything stupid until then.”

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BEACH BABES: 1/2

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 4.7

Friday Evening

♡ The Griggs’ Residence: 7:35pm ♡

Emerson stepped down from the stairs, turning to look at her mother as Lauren said, “Hey!”

Emerson raised a brow at her weirdly happy state, and asked, “Hi mom... What are you doing?”

“Just about to go upstairs and check on Leon. Why?”

Emerson titled her head at her mother, confused, and then responded, “Because you’re standing there like a creep?”

Lauren then thought to herself; Okay, now’s the time. Just go ahead and start the conversation. You need this, to make sure what Addison said wasn’t true. Because it can’t be, right? She then, after stopping for a moment, said, “So, I just wanted to talk to you about what you’re going to do with the baby after it's born.”

Emerson shrugged at her mothers words, and said, “I thought we already decided on adoption.”

“Yes, but I just wanted to know what you thought, without my opinion weighing in.”

Emerson now suspected something was off, as her mother isn’t usually this insecure, or rather, unsure; she at least had never admitted anything of the sort openly before. Emerson then asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just want to make sure I haven’t been pressuring you to go with what I have been saying was ‘best’.”

Emerson then tried to reassure Lauren of her own personal decision, “Mom, you know me, if I didn’t like something I’d say it. I completely agree with putting the baby up for adoption once it's born. You’re right, it is what is best. For me, for the child, for everyone involved.”

“Okay... I’m glad, then.”

Emerson put her hands up, questioningly, as she said, “Can I go get a snack now?”

Lauren now had a bit of a smile on her face, since she was now more at ease with her conscience. She then said, “Yeah, yeah, sure, go ahead.”

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cheeks are rosy like a boucher cherub im a strawberry soda, raise my lashes to heaven

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 3.6

Sunday Night

♡ The Rivera's Residence: 8:45pm ♡

You can do this. You can do this, you can do this. She seemed to want you to do therapy anyways. But after how I've responded before to it, would she say no?

No, no, she wouldn't do that. Now, just walk in. It'll be fine. Mara finally gave in to her inner voice, and walked up to her mother's door. She gave it a small knock, soon followed by Sheila yelling,

"Come in!"

Mara opened the door and let out a small, "Hi mom."

Sheila quickly moved from her laying down position to sit up, facing towards Mara. She gave her a small smile, then asked, "What do you need, hun?"

Mara twiddled with her thumbs, trying to find the courage to speak, as she was still unsure of what her reaction would be. She then managed to say, "Um, well, I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?"

Mara looked down, attempting to avoid her mothers gaze, almost waiting for a bad reaction as she spoke, "Well.. I've been thinking about it, and I'd like you to sign me up for therapy."

Sheila then let out a rather monotone, "Oh."

Mara was quick to respond to Sheila, guessing that she was, as she expected, upset with her, "I mean you don't have to... I was just wondering."

Sheila got up from the bed and went to face her daughter, now reassuring her, "No, no, that sounds like a wonderful idea! Thank you for telling me."

Mara raised her eyebrows at this, and asked, "Really?"

Sheila started to smile as she spoke, "Yes, I mean you know how I've been wanting you to at least talk to someone anyway, so this great."

Surprised at her reaction, Mara said, "Oh, well, thanks mom, that means a lot."

See, I told you we could do it. And she's happy about it! When's the last time you've seen her smiling this much?

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 8

chapter 8: liar liar

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 5.9

Saturday Night

♡ Someone’s House: 9:25pm ♡

Isabella pulled up to the front of the house, and yelled, “I cannot believe this. Get in, Mara.”

Mara wobbled down the stairs as she said, “I’m coming, I’m coming.”

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Isabella shook her head, and said, “Why the hell were you even at this party?”

Mara shrugged, and responded with, “Someone from my new support group or something invited me.”

“Great. So your support group is a bad influence. How come they didn’t give you a ride home?” Isabella turned to look at Mara for a short second, then turned back to face the steering wheel, trying to focus even though she had so many questions.

“The girl who brought me here left with someone and the rest were really drunk.”

Isabella sighed, and then mumbled, “God, Mara.”

Mara turned to look out of the window, and said, “I’m sorry about how I’ve been acting, Is. I swear I’m going to be nicer. I’m just having a really hard time right now.”

Isabella was quick to answer, “Yeah, whatever. Why didn’t you answer my text earlier?”

Mara sighed, her eyes drooping as she still gazed out the window. She then said, “Didn’t see it.”

Isabella rolled her eyes at Mara, and said, “Of course you didn’t.”

Mara turned to face Isabella, then said, furrowing her brows, “Is, I said I was sorry.”

“Well, I don’t understand why you had to push me away, but ran right into the arms of your new ‘friend’. Who brought you to a party, with no way of getting home. What a great person.”

Mara fiddled with her fingers for a minute, then said, “I don’t know. I said I was going to try and be better to you, and I mean it. I know it wasn’t fair how I was treating you before.”

Isabella gave Mara small smile, sympathetic in its’ nature, as she spoke, “Listen, Mara, you know I love you. We’ve been best friends since we were four. And maybe I should cut you more slack, you did lose your dad after all.”

“And that’s why I joined this support group, so I could connect with someone who had been through the same loss as me, and try to get some help to cope.”

Isabella pressed her lips together, as she thought for a minute, and then said, “Is that why you pushed me away, because you didn’t think I understood what you were going through?”

Mara nodded her head, and said, “That’s part of it, yeah.”

They sat there for a minute in silence, before Isabella said, “Okay. I promise I’m not mad about everything anymore, I guess. When we get to the house, just text your mom and tell her you’re staying here for the night.”

Mara bit the inside of her cheek, and then said, “I should just call her.”

Isabella was quick to say back, “Do not call her, who knows what’ll you say. Just send her a simple text, and be done with it. Mom and dad are out on a date or something, so they won’t be back till late, and when they get back they won’t care.”

Mara smiled at her, and said, “Thanks, I really do owe you.”

“You don’t owe me anything. This is what friends do.”

Mara turned back to her, and raised her brows as she questioned Isabella, “Risk their learners' permits for their drunk best friend who they were mad at?”

“Yeah, exactly.”

Mara rubbed her forehead with her palms, trying to soothe herself, as she said, “Ugh, I can already feel my head hurting.”

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 9.1

A couple days later;

Tuesday Evening

♡ Dusty Ridge Public Library: 6:02pm ♡

“I think you’re holding out on me, Adler. You know more than you’re letting on.”

Marc sighed as he pressed his fingers against his forehead, and then said, “Trust me, I’m almost failing in biology. I’m trying to keep my grades up or I won’t be able to play sports anymore.” 

Emerson squinted her eyes at his slightly disheveled state as she said, “Mmm, okay. Sessions over, see you Thursday at four.” 

Marc parted his hands, to where he could see Emerson, and said, “Can I at least get your phone number?” 

Emerson rose her eyebrows at his request, then asked, “For what?” 

“In case you need to cancel a session, I don’t want to come here for nothing. I mean, you gotta pop sometime.” Marc gestured towards her stomach with his hand as she rose from the table.

Emerson walked (or more so, waddled) over to him, and held out her hand as she said, “Fine. Give me your phone.” Emerson put a hand on her hip as she waited for him to scramble his phone out of his pocket and unlock it. After a moment, he put his phone into her expectant hand.

“Give me yours and I’ll put mine number in too.” Marc watched as Emerson speedily clicked on his phone.

Emerson handed his phone back, and said, “No, I just texted myself. Now I need to get home, so bye.”

“Okay. Need me to drive you?” Marc’s voice rose at the last words, since she had started to walk away.

Emerson responded almost at a yell, considering she was already down the hall, “I think I’ll take the bus.” Her tone resulted in a few people shushing her, to which Emerson rolled her eyes to.

Marc then mumbled, “Alright.”

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 9

chapter 9: I could do it on my own but I want you anyways

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 8.4

Saturday Morning

♡ The Aroma Café: 11:50am ♡

Lauren walked up to Teresa, and smiled at her as she said, “Thank you so much for watching him.”

Teresa waved it off, and then said, “It’s really no problem. But, I have to ask, where’s your bread?”

“Oh, the bread! They had apparently just ran out when I got there.”

Teresa giggled, for a short second, and after said, “That’s too bad, you were so close. Well, we better get going.”

“Of course, we don’t want to hold you up any longer.” Lauren gave Teresa a short hug, then waved goodbye to the pair as they left.

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“This hot cocoa and coffee is taking longer than necessary. I guess they're busy. So, Leon, what’s been going on with you?” Lauren gestured a hand to Leon, awaiting his response.

After a second or two, Leon sighed, then replied with a prominent frown, “Can you just stop and ask what you really want to know?”

Lauren raised a brow at his frankness, and then asked, “And what would that be?”

“Why I think you’re the problem.” Leon pointed to her for a moment, reinstating his point.

Now a tiny bit confused, as well as a tiny bit mad, Lauren’s smile turned into a frown. She then said, “I mean, since you brought it up, please do explain.”

“You’re the one who filed for divorced. You’re the one who started dating, what, the week after you got divorced.”

Lauren took a deep breath, as she untangled her thoughts about how to go about explaining this to him. Deciding on a short, but general, summary as an answer, she said, “We were unhappy, Leon. Wouldn’t you rather me and your Dad be happy?”

Leon furrowed his brows at her words, and said back, “You seemed happy before.”

“I know. And this can be very confusing to understand, but here’s a hard truth. Dad and I were pushed together, into marriage, by a lot of outside factors. I get that you thought I seemed happy before, because I honestly was with you kiddos, but not with me and your Dad’s relationship. Does that make any sense?”

Leon shrugged, as he said, “I guess. Will you and Dad ever get back together?”

Lauren shook her head, then said, as she looked down at the table, “No. We just weren’t meant to have that kind of relationship together, unfortunately. But, I can assure you, we will always be best friends.” She looked back up at him, and offered a reassuring smile.

“So, if this Addison girl comes and stays with us, what would that be like?”

“She’d probably stay in my room, but she does travel a lot. Chances are it’d be more like a hotel for her.” Lauren started laughing, and Leon, after hesitating for a moment, joined in. Lauren soon composed herself, then continued, “When she’s there, though, she’ll probably play with you and make you breakfast. You might have to smile through the bad taste, like the other day, but her personality makes up for it.”

Leon rubbed his neck, and slightly smiled at Lauren, as he said, “Okay... I guess it doesn’t sound too bad.”

“She probably won’t move until another month, but if you have any other concerns, just talk to me, Leon. I know a lot of this can be confusing, but I can always try to help explain what’s going on, if you want.”

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Dusty Ridge S2: Chapter 3.4

Sunday Afternoon

♡ The Griggs’ Residence: 4:05pm ♡

“It’s honestly horrendous that you had to go to work. We missed out on a whole day of lying in bed!” Lauren fake pouted, not that Addison could see it, as she stood in the hallway, just having arrived home.

“I know, I know. What can I say? I love the job.”

Lauren then joked, “As much as you love me?”

“You’re funny. I’ll make it up to you soon, don’t worry.”

Lauren raised a brow at her words, as she questioned, “Oh? In what way are you implying, love?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, I suppose.”

Lauren, now returning to her fake pouting voice and expression, asked, “You’re going to leave me guessing?”

Addison made a small chuckle, then said, “I’m evil like that.” She then started to talk again, “So, since I so rudely forgot to ask, how is Emerson with the baby and everything? Has she decided for sure if she’s putting it up for adoption or not?”

She was a bit surprised by the sudden change in conversation, but she continued normally as she said, “She’s putting it up for adoption.”

Addison let out a small ‘huh’, then said, “Really? I thought she was still on the fence about it, since you know her whole adoption experience.”

“We decided it’s what’s best. She’s still practically a child, she has a whole life to live before even thinking about having babies.”

Addison leaned on the side of her couch, starting to question Lauren’s choice of words, “We?”

Lauren sighed, then said, starting to get irritated, “You know what I meant. Don’t try and start something that’s not there.”

“I wasn’t! But is it really her decision?”

“Addi... It is what’s best, okay.” She put emphasis on the ‘best’, trying to end this topic of conversation.

“You sound like your mother.”

Lauren furrowed her brows, but she tried to contain her anger, as she reminded herself, she’s probably just in a bad mood. She then said, “Stop. I don’t want to argue. I’m not anything like my mother. In fact I’ve spent my whole life making sure I’m not like her, so don’t even go there.”

Realizing her wrong choice in words, Addison quickly started apologizing, but still wanted to continue her stance in this, “I’m sorry, it’s just maybe it’s best to let her take the reins in this? Without any pressure? You’re her mom and she loves you, and I’m not saying that you did, but every daughter wants to please her mom.”

“Don’t act like you know better than me as a parent, Addi. I’m not ‘controlling’ her!” 

“Lor, I shouldn’t ha-” Addison stopped in the middle of her seemingly apology, as she heard a beep. “Hello?” Addison removed the phone from her ear, and sure enough, Lauren had hung up.

Great.

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merry christmas (to those who celebrate)

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