#how it was possible that Casey's first parent only hid him there for a while

[swagcheesecakemaker]

Do you think Raph sometimes curled in a spiky ball around the baby?

Also I have some thoughts™ about this so the process of curling in a said ball is under the cut.

And in the tags

Yep I got dramatic in the tags don't mind me

@somerandomdudelmao look what you're doing to people /aff

The healthy thing to do is to forcefully replace your frustration with righteous anger. Always works.

It's extremely messy and I'm so not sorry about this I have never drawn anything faster. Ever.

Thank you for your amazing series, Cass <3

#Like do you think #that sometimes he would lie down after a long day #with a child in his hands #and have some time to ruminate a little #before his sleep took him #how it usually happens #and do you think #that sometimes he would just get so angry #not on purpose; but it would happen #like on the point of furious #at the person who had dared abandon that literal baby #a creature that needs love and support and protection so desperately #left in a box on the streets #and then maybe his thoughts would track in more general directions #of how the circumstances for this to happen emerged in the first place #how it was possible that Casey's first parent only hid him there for a while #in hopes to return #distract the krangs and lead them away from the child #and maybe that person just could never make it back #and Raph wouldn't ever know what actualy happened in that alley anyway #Because it all already took place #And he wasn't there #So there's no point thinking about it now #but the child is here #in his arms #And he is safe with raph #you know #things like that #cass apocalyptic series #rottmnt

[motivebehindthemask]

Stating the Facts

Welcome to Motive Behind the Mask! Some of you may recognize the iconic mask in my profile photo, but for those of you who don’t, worry not, for you are about to find out. The ghastly mask belongs to none other than Ghostface. Ghostface is the popular Halloween costume you’ll see on every street corner, but under that mask, is a whole lot of mystery, heartbreak, and gruesome pasts.

Since his premier in 1996, he has become known as the “Icon of Halloween.” We can thank Wes Craven for Ghostface’s popularity; on December 20th, 1996, his hit movie Scream was released into theaters. The movie was raved as it did something with horror that was never done before: the characters were self aware. They knew of other horror movies such as Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween, and more. They knew how the movies ended, they knew the rules on survival, they knew of the sequels, they just did not know who hid behind the mask, or why; not until it was too late. However, do we really know the full story of the why? To find out the whole story of why and how, we have to take a much closer look a the two beloved characters who had us fooled the entire movie. Were there any hints? Did someone have a reasonable suspicion? The answers sure will make you scream!

Let us take a quick look at some of our beloved characters. We begin with Sidney Prescott. A high school girl who we find out is coming up on the one year of her mother’s tragic and gruesome murder. Sidney pointed her finger at a once family friend, Cotton Weary, he was soon going on trial and possibly about to receive the death sentence for his crimes. Moving on from Sidney, we meet her boyfriend Billy Loomis. Billy shows his love and care for Sidney as they have a common tragedy, his mom abandoned him and his father years ago. From Billy, we go to his best friend Stu Macher. Stu is the always making jokes even if it’s better to say nothing at all. From Stu, we meet his girlfriend and Sidney’s best friend, Tatum Riley. Tatum is more of a loose party girl than Sidney and helps her remember to have some fun once in a while. Tatum has an older brother by the name of Dwight, or as he’s known as, Dewey. Dewey is a deputy for Woodsboro’s police Department and recently was at the crime scene of the first murder. Not only does he find a few clues about the murder, he also finds a new love interest in a new reporter in town, named Gale Weathers. Gale is here on account of the first murder and wants to prove Cotton’s innocence now that there is a new body while he’s in police custody.

This murder wasn’t just any homicide however, this was a double homicide. In the opening scene of Scream, we meet Casey Becker as she is making popcorn before watching a horror movie. As the popcorn is popping away on the stove, she gets a phone call. She picks up the phone and after some small light-hearted banter, the call goes dark. It’s horror movie trivia time, but if Casey gets the answer wrong, her now tied up boyfriend gets murdered on her back porch. The question is simple but a trick. “Who is the killer in Friday the 13th?” The mysterious caller asks. To which Casey jumps up and yells, “Jason! Jason Voorhees!” Only to find out the killer in the original was Jason’s mother, Pamela. With terror she runs to the back porch and flips on the light to find her boyfriend Steven Orth gutted and dead. After a short chase scene, Casey meets a much more dragged out and gruesome demise. Found from her parents while hanging from a tree, guts spilling out. Who would want to murder these two innocent students, and why? 

The above photo includes the main cast of characters from Scream 1996. From left to right we have Skeet Ulrich (Billy), Drew Barrymore (Casey), Neve Campbell (Sidney), Rose McGowan (Tatum), Matthew Lillard (Stu), Courtney Cox (Gale), and David Arquette (Dewey). 

[evengayerpanic]

Dear Ellie Chu, [2 of 10]

I think I knew it, long before the letters.

Aster Flores calls Ellie Chu for the first time barely three weeks after she’s left. It isn’t planned, she can hardly remember how she got Ellie’s number, but Aster has it on her phone and Ellie keeps texting her, and so Aster Flores makes her own bold stroke, takes the deepest breath she can muster and presses call.

In the four rings it takes for Ellie Chu to pick up, Aster’s day floods back to her in a wave of complex emotion.

Aster Flores had woken up to a pile of envelopes by her front door, school mailing addresses listed prominently on the front of each one. With a squeal that she just barely hid from her parents, Aster had gathered the envelopes and ran to her room.

“I’ve got mail.” She promptly texts Ellie, including a picture of the stack of envelopes on her bed spread. Her response comes immediately, Ellie must be just finishing up class in her Literary Analysis course. 

“Amazing! What do they say?” Aster smiles, and sends a picture of her holding the first envelope, captioning it with a simple response of how she’s going to find out. “Don’t keep me waiting, Aster!”

She gets lost in reading for over an hour, going through each envelope like it’s delicate, precious, like it holds all the answers. Ellie texts her back every once in a while, with a perfectly placed “...” or “Well?” 

At the almost two hour mark, she stops, her hand shakes and she makes her bold stroke, her heart racing fast until she hears a familiar sound. “Aster?”

Aster pauses, tears welling up in her eyes. “I got in.”

There’s a soft gasp from the other end of the phone, and a happy exclamation of “Really?!” Aster nods even though she knows that Ellie can’t see her. It’s like Ellie knows though, and so she continues. “Where?”

“Everywhere.”

_________________

They’re on the phone for an hour, Aster flush with excitement as she shares the acceptance letters, the offers she’s received and the places that claim they will be happy to see her. Ellie pitches in occasionally, her own happiness beaming through the phone call.

Aster feels more free than she’s ever. But not for long.

It’s two in the afternoon when Ellie has to go, she has one last class of the day, but she bids Aster a farewell and Aster returns the farewell only to clench Ellie’s heart in a vice grip when she ends the conversation with “I love-” Aster freezes for a minute, and the call goes quiet as it’s clear that Ellie froze as well. “-that you’re there for me like this. I appreciate it, Ellie Chu.”

As she hangs up, Aster wants to viciously smother herself with a pillow. Coward, she repeats. Coward.

In that moment Aster Flores decides that she doesn’t want to be a coward any more, and so she collects her envelopes, then collects herself and goes downstairs to face her parents with her decision.

_________________

Ellie Chu calls Aster Flores for the first time only five and a half minutes after her last class of the day. 

She’s packing up her backpack and discussing with a friend on where to go to dinner when the friend notices her phone going off. When Ellie looks down, she’s met with eight missed messages from Aster and her face falls. “What’s the matter? Is it your Dad?” Her friends asks worriedly. “Or is it Paul?”

“No.” Ellie manages to mumble. “It’s my gir- it’s this girl from back home...” She feels horrible for the look that crosses over her friend’s face, but it’s Aster and Ellie would choose Aster over almost everything.

Her friend stares at her pointedly, and Ellie apologizes again, taking another glance down at her phone. Another message. “I’m really so sorry Casey, but I have to get this, it’s important. Raincheck on dinner?”

Before her friend can answer, Ellie is running down the hall and into the quad, anywhere she can find for privacy as she reads through Aster’s messages.

“That went absolutely horribly. My Dad got so angry with me for applying to colleges behind his back.”

“He thought I was volunteering for his mission trip.”

“I told him that I wanted to go to college, that I wanted to be something more than a church girl.”

“He told me that Trig is going to University in California next year, and that if I really wanted an education, I could go there with him as my fiance.”

“I told him that I wanted to be more than Trig’s wife.”

“He got even angrier at that, the moment I told him where I wanted to go... he knew. He already knew.”

“He started yelling at me about God, and how the lord wouldn’t approve if I followed you to college.”

“Ellie, he’s really upset, he wants me to go on that mission trip and he wants me to leave as soon as possible. I heard him talking about it with my Mom, he thinks it would be best if I left next weekend, he said that doing god’s work will make me see clearly. I don’t want to go, but I don’t think I have a choice.”

“Ellie, I’m really scared, please help.”

It takes her less than a second after reading the last message for Ellie Chu to hit redial and her phone to start dialing Aster Flores. She isn’t shocked when barely a moment passes before a soft but broken and tear-stricken voice answers her. “Ellie Chu...”

“I’m not letting him take you anywhere, Aster.” Ellie insists, her words coming out all too quickly, her heart racing as she hears the choked sob from the other end of the phone. “Where are you right now?”

Aster whispers. “In my room, I can hear them argue.”

“Pack your things.” Ellie demands, and if Aster wasn’t so scared of what was going to happen next, she’d be impressed by the staccato of Ellie’s voice. How each word seems like a demand, but also a comfort.

Ellie stays on the phone with Aster as she does so, offering small quips and teasing commentary as Aster goes through her entire life and manages to fit it into two small suitcases. There’s an unspoken solidarity between them as Aster debates on what to leave behind, Ellie nothing more than a listening ear when Aster needs it. Offering sage advice only when the girl asks, at least until a question forms in Ellie.

“Where did you pick? Out of all the schools?”

Aster pauses for a second, a small teddy bear in her hands as she debates if her bags have enough room for him. “University of Iowa.” She finally answers, both Ellie’s question and her own internal struggle, packing the bear in between pictures and dresses.

“I heard they have a great art program.” Ellie offers, pretending that the very idea of Aster Flores being only an hour away from her doesn’t make her heart palpitate like it did the first time they kissed.

“I wanted to be near you.” Aster offers simply, and the silence follows both of them for a minute. Aster is frozen, staring at her room. Ellie is frozen, staring at the school as people leave to go home for the night. 

“Ellie... What am I going to do? Where am I going to go? They accepted me on late admission, but the offer to start is Monday... Where do I stay until then?”

Tears prick her eyes at the sound of Aster in distress and all Ellie can do is murmur a quick plea of trust. “Let me figure it out Aster, you finish packing.”

Ellie hangs up on Aster, only to call her Father next, and after a quick three minute conversation with him, she calls Paul, barely letting the boy answer the phone with a “Ellie!” before she cuts him off.

“Aster needs our help. Can you drive over to her place and pick her up? I need you to take her to my Dad... and Paul, plan on cooking some Taco Sausage once you’re there, I think she needs some comfort food.”

#the half of it #the half of it spoilers #aster flores #ellie chu #ellie and aster #aster and ellie #fanfic idea #fanfiction #leah lewis #alexxis lemire #paul munsky #daniel diemer #dear ellie chu

[robotsandzombiesarebi]

Looking at the same sky

HSS (CA)

MC (Bailey Westlake)

MC x Skye

Notes: This is my first attempt at a choices fanfic so I hope I can do some justice. This is going to be a few instalments long so bear with it. Hope you enjoy.

————————

Bailey wiped the sweat from her brow as she rushed from table to table, trying to clear with one hand and jot down orders with the other. The Golden Griddle was swarmed with people as it usually was on a Friday evening. Cedar Cove was a nice town, but there wasn’t much of a dating scene which left young couples with the choice of the arcade, the beach or the Golden Griddle. While balancing a small stack of dishes on her bent elbow, Bailey held the note pad and pen, turning to the next table without taking her concentration off of the precariously balanced stack. 

“Welcome to the Golden Griddle” She said, breathlessly. “What can I get you?”

“A black coffee…. and a kiss.” Said the soft voice that Bailey could only just notice.

“OK, that’ll be out for you in just a sec.” With that, she rushed to the window that joined the kitchen to the dining room. “Hey Casey. We need 3 Apple pie slices for table six, franks and eggs for table two and a black coffee and a kiss for table five. I’ll get the coffee if you pass out the rest.”

She ran the tap that poured out piping hot water, quickly nudging a cup in to the stream. After stirring in the coffee and setting it on a dish with a few small sugar packets she called back to Casey. “How are those orders coming?”

“Here’s table two and six.” Casey chuckled as he passed the plates through the opening.

“What about table five?”

“Bailey, read the order.”

“I did! Black coffee, which I’ve done, and a…” She stopped short, looking slowly up at the table across the diner where she saw the familiar shine of deep red waves spilling over the matching stripes of a tight top.

There sat Skye Crandall, trying her best not to burst with laughter at Bailey’s obliviousness. Bailey turned and scowled at Casey for not correcting her sooner. She quickly tore open the sugar packets, emptying six into the dark drink before rushing it over to the table where her girlfriend sat.

“Hi…” Bailey said with a tired smile.

“Hey yourself. Sorry about the order, I just know how you get in to work and couldn’t resist messing with you a little.” Skye smirked.

“It’s fine. I should have recognised your voice.” Bailey laughed, setting the coffee in front of Skye. “I already poured your ridiculous amount of sugar. Why do you have so much anyway?”

“The coffee here is really bitter. My mom always buys this almond infused stuff so I don’t have as much at home. What time do you finish?”

“Maybe another hour or so. Why? Are you going to whisk me away?”

“Um, no? But I wondered if you wanted to walk me home. But only if you want to. No obligation or anything.” Skye stammered.

“I’d love to, as long as you don’t mind waiting. Where have you been?”

“Nowhere, just thought I’d come see you at work. Is that weird?”

“Wait. You came all this way to see me for a hot minute at work and you’re worried I’ll say no to walking you home?”

“Urgh, I knew this weird. I’ll just leave.”

“NO!… I mean, no, stay. I’ll finish up as quickly as I can, then I’m all yours.”

Skye laughed. The faint embarrassed blush creeping away from her cheeks. “All mine?”

“All yours.” Bailey said with a salute as she walked backwards to get back to work. As she turned, she collided with a large frame, knocking herself to the floor while the person she bumped into stood firm.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.” She squeaked as she scrambled to her feet. Looking up she saw the person she had crashed into was Jordan Daniels (JD). The most popular girl in school, captain of the football team and victim of the leg breaking incident of Bailey’s first day at Berry. “Oh, JD. Sorry!”

“You said that already” She laughed, straightening her clothes. “Its fine, no harm done. Are you OK?”

“Yeah. Yes, I’m good. Just overworked.”

“Yeah…” JD said as she glanced around the diner. “Its usually pretty quiet in here. Serves me right for craving your dad’s chilli-cheese dogs on a Friday, huh.”

“Yep. It’s like…”

“BAILEY!” A stern voice interrupted. “Come on, there’s people waiting.” Came her dad’s voice from the kitchen.

“Sorry! Can you start a chilli-cheese dog please?”

“Oh, and a double strawberry shake and fries?” JD called out to Bailey’s dad, doing her best Bailey impression; laughing when he failed to notice, also buried under his workload. “We’ll be in the corner booth, Bailey.” She smiled, making her way over to the beautiful blonde sitting across the diner.

Bailey continued her work, clearing table after table and waving goodbye to customers as the diner slowly started to clear out. When just a few patrons remained, she caught her dad’s eye and gave him a pleading look, motioning towards Skye. He gave a stiff nod, and barely hid the sorrowful look on his face as he turned back to finish clearing down the kitchen. 

“Time to go” Bailey said with a grin as she put out a hand for Skye to take. “Sorry you had to wait. I hate Friday shifts.” 

“its OK, really. i wasn’t expecting you to just drop your work for me.”

“But, you know i definitely would if i could. I’d give anything for more time with you.” at that, Skye looked taken aback.

“You really mean that don’t you?” It was more of a statement than a question.

“I do.” Bailey laced her fingers through Skye’s as they walked together. “And i always will.” The two of them walked closely through the town in time to see the lights of the stores and other restaurants shutting off. The night was quiet aside from the occasional rumble of a motorcycle passing somewhere close by. They walked in silence for most of their journey. This was a usual thing. Skye wasn’t much of a talker at the best of times and Bailey was glad to enjoy the peace after the rush of the diner. Another usual thing that occurred was, the closer they got to Skye’s family home, the more she would start striking up things to talk about. Bailey could easily recognise what was happening. Skye would try to keep her talking for as long as possible to buy herself valuable minutes before re-entering the house and switching her attention from the one person who brought her serenity to those who gave her nothing but stress and anxiety. 

Midway through Skye talking about a new movie they should go and see, (not even one she would usually be interested in, but that was irrelevant right now), Bailey cut her off.

“Hey, so tell me if this is too forward, but…” She blushed furiously, earning herself a half smirk from the darkened lips of the beautiful girl before her. “…Did you want me to ask my parents if you can stay over tonight?”

Now it was Skye’s turn to blush. Her face heated at the mild implication and her breath caught in her throat. “Um, yeah… Yeah, that sounds, nice.”

Without wasting another second, Bailey called her mom and had to focus to stop herself from bouncing on the spot with nervous energy.

“Hello?” Her Mom answered.

“Mom…..” Bailey dragged the word out, tryng to soften the blow of what she was about to ask. “Skye and i were wondering….”

“Are you about to ask me if she can stay over for the night?” Her voice had a slight teasing tone which sounded positive to Bailey.

“Yes. But!… I’ll keep my door open a crack and we’ll just be watching movies and its not like she never stayed over before, but this time there’s no one else to worry about. Also, i’ll walk Biscuit every day for the next month, even the days that Casey owes me and you definitely let Erin stay over super late for Casey and i am technically the older sibling…”

“Bailey!” her mom’s voice rang through so loud that the phone was almost unnecessary. “Thank you for being mature enough to ask me, and you do make a very convincing argument. But i’m afraid tonight just wont do sweetie”

“oh… OK. but, why not?” She asked, sounding as though the breath had been pulled from her body along with every ounce of her excitement.

“Your Dad and I need to talk to you and your brother. Don’t worry, the discussion is not off the table. We’ll talk about it very soon OK?”

“Yeah, OK Mom. i’ll head home now.” They said their “I love you”s and hung up. Bailey turned back to Skye who had a look of grim acceptance on her face, her eyes flicking repeatedly over to the lit-up window of the living room of her house. More-so, the shadows that kept passing it. “I’m sorry Skye” 

“It’s OK. At least i always know i have you near, and if i need you, you’ll come rescue me, right?” 

“Always” Bailey smiled 

“Then there’s nothing for me to worry about, right?”

“Right!” Bailey pulled Skye by their still linked hands in to a tight embrace. it was never going to be long until they saw each other again, but the moments in between haunted Bailey. Knowing what the Crandalls were like was bad enough, but what truly haunted her were the things she was sure Skye didn’t tell her. 

“Get home safe, OK?” Skye whispered against the tender skin of Bailey’s neck.

“You be safe too.” She said concernedly 

“Duh, i live right there…” Skye smirked, pointing to the house a few feet from them. Bailey smiled back but was sure that Skye knew what she meant and was just covering up her own worry. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow” She waved as she walked out of the yard and on to the streets. “I love you.”

At that they both stopped, still getting used to the three words passing beautifully between them. 

“I love you too.” Skye smiled earnestly before opening the front door and disappearing inside.

The walk home wasn’t far from Skye’s house and though it wasn’t cold out, Bailey could feel the chill on her hand and up her arm, in all the places that Skye had been making contact on their walk together. Seeing her house come in to view, her mind began to wander. Thoughts of how different things could have been tonight, if Skye had been allowed to stay with her. First came exhilaration of the possibilities of having her first serious girlfriend to herself all night, and the things that they had talked about up until now, maybe, finally happening for real instead of just fantasies. Exhilaration gave way to worry when she thought of where the girl she loved was instead. In a pit of vipers that hiss as venomously as they bite, and her alone to face them.

Forcing herself to push the negative thoughts aside, promising silently that she would text Skye as soon as she was in her room to check in, she opened the door to her home. What she saw inside was curious. Both of her parents looking extremely guilty, and Casey just looking confused.

“Whats going on?” she asked, looking from one member of her family to another.

“Bailey, come and sit down. You need to hear this.” Her mom said calmly. Bailey made her way to the dining table where they were sat, trying to figure out the unfamiliar look on her twins face. “The thing is honey…”

Before she had a chance to finish her thought, Casey stood abruptly up, knocking his chair over with the force. “They’re making us move, Bailey! Regardless of our friends, our relationships, our school!”

She was sure she could still faintly hear Casey yelling, but her ears rushed and her head span. Fighting past the feeling of sawdust in her mouth, Bailey only managed two words before the tears pricking at her eyes threatened to spill.

“But…No….

To be continued.

#high school story #hss #hssca #high school story class act #skye #skye crandall #pixelberry fanfiction #pixelberry #angst #choices stories you play #playchoices #choices #skyexmc #skye x mc #mc x skye #mcxskye

[janna-the-breaker]

Not Exactly

It's been quite a while since Mikey has been dating this girl, Clarie. She was a very pretty looking girl with ginger hair and freckles. Mikey would talk about her non stop. His brothers were starting to be very anoyed by it, but still happy for him. One day, Mikey brought the news that Clarie was inviting them for a dinner at her apartment so they could all meet properly. Mikey have told them that she has some unique beliefes about reincarnation, soul mates and aura. The turtles were all okay about this, promising to be respecfull with her. But, Raphael had an idea in mind. A very wild one.

"It's very nice to meet you guys. Mikey have told me a lot about you." Said Claire to the turtles.

"I hope he said good things about us." Said Leo.

"Oh yes, he did. You know, i have a gift that allows me to see through the aura of people. So i can have an idea about their personalities. Can i try it on you guys?"

"Well, sure. Alright."

"You, Leonardo. I can see the color blue not just in your eyes or your mask. There's a calm blue deep in your heart, i can see a strong feeling of bravery, patience and stealf. You would do anything to protect your family."

"You bet, Clarie. I'm impressed with you."

"Thank you, Leo. It's hard to get reconized this days. My parents keep saying that i'm schizophrenic, but what do they know?! Right?"

"Yeah, right." Said Donnie, trying his best not to sound sarcastic.

"I've always felt different from the others. Like i could see through another universe. You know, there are a bunch of them spread through the galaxy. In each of them are a different reality, with alternative versions of each of us with new possibilities in a life time."

"Hey, Clarie. Sorry to interupt ya, but, can i say something?" Asked Raphael.

"Of course, Raphael. Go ahead."

"So, i guess i believe in ya about this whole universe stuff. Cause last night, i've had a dream where i was in this same apartment with you, but different. We were all alone and there was a music playing and then you called me to the room and we made love to each other. Isn't that crazy?!"

"Raph, shut up." Said Leo roughly. Already knowing the dirty plan that he had on his sleeve.

"No, Leonardo. Let him finish."

"Well, now that i am here i can still feel that imma going back to that dream with ya, not on the same scenario but the energy is sucking me into these loving memories. I know that ya love Mikey and i don't wanna disturb your relashionship, but..."

"No, Raphael, we both understand it."

"Yeah, bruh! Clarie explained all of this realities stuff so it's totaly plausible."

"And you know, Raphael, when you first enter in my apartment i felt that something was odd about you, but i didn't want to bring it out. But i can't believe that you feel the same way. It's soo overwelming." She got up and headed to the hallway, entering a room. Raph was left counfused.

"Where did she go?" He asked.

"She needs some time to get ready. The room is the second door to the left."

"Wait, Mikey! You can't be seriuos!?" Protested Leo in a firm ton.

"I'm dead serious, bruh. Clarie told me it's not good to not follow the same energy as our auras. It just has to be."

"Raphie..." She called him from the hallway with a very sexy voice. He stayed still for a few seconds until he snaped out.

"Can i really...?" He ask one more time to his little brother.

"Go ahead, brah. Take good care of her."

"Fuck yeah!" He cheers before getting up and heading to the room slaming the door behind him.

"MIKEY!!!" Leo and Donnie yelled at him.

"Hey, calm down, guys. It's passed 10pm, we're not allowed to make much noise."

"Mikey, how can you be so stupid?! Letting Raph sleep with your girl like this?! What the fuck?" Leo snapped out at his brother.

"Relax, bros. The energy he felt is..." Mikey tried to explain but he got cut by Donnie.

"The hell with that energy nonsence! We're talking comitment here! She's your girl, you don't just give her away like this."

"So, guys, what's gonna be now? Monopoly or Uno?!" Clarie appears sunddently back at the living room. Surprising both of the turtles.

"Whaaaaaat???" Donnie mutters in counfusion.

"Aren't you in the room with Raph?"

"Of course not! I love Mikey and Mikey only!" She hugs the turtle in orange by the neck and kisses him on the cheek.

"Then what was all of that talk about realities and make love to Raph?"

"Let me explain, this apartment is acctualy my sister's. We're identical twins." She showed a picture of her with another girl. They were dressed in the same pattern of clothing and shared the same hair cut. Even thought they looked younger than now the resemblance was very clear. "I told her about tonight's dinner and she said she would stay in her room to leave us more comftarble. But she joked that if one of Mikey's brothers were interested then i could send him to her room."

"Aw fuck! Yeah! Keep going!" Raph's voice ecooed from the room. He was clearly having a good time in there.

"How did you get out of there without him knowing?" Asked Donnie.

"I just went to ask her if that's okay and then i hid in the bathroom."

"So, he thinks that he's with you, but it's acctualy another girl that he doesn't even know?"

"He won't even noitice because we have so many similar features, we're like clones of each other."

"Yeah, today i almost gave her a slap thinking she was Clarie." Mikey said a little ashamed.

"So, he's basicly fucking with a stranger right in that room?"

"Well, she won't be a stranger once they finish and he finds out that she is my sister."

"Oh man, i realy wanna see his face when he came out. It's gonna be hilarious." Said Leo with a chuckle.

"I gotta text Casey about it. He'll laugh his ass off." Said Donnie grabing his phone.

"And you wanna know the best part? Is that the dream he told me about, that wasn't me! It was Heather! Their auras were calling each other for this very first encounter of soul mates. They don't know yet, but they're just meant to be." Clarie said with a dreamer look in her face. It was like it was the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Better off, text April too."

#tmnt raph #tmnt mikey #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt donatello #tmnt 2016 #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fic

[citycfangels]

Baby come home || Rarlie

Raquel: every tear she shed only made her question whether it was just stress or if she was being hormonal. How could she have been so stupid? How could she have let this happen. Then again she wasn't even sure if something had happened. As foolish as she was she didn't want to know. She wanted to be in ignorant stressful bliss. Going home to get more clothes and possibly stay at a hotel instead of imposing on Casey who was already getting suspicious of her "allergies". Getting out of the car she took in a breath before going to her apartment. Putting her key in the lock she held onto her keychains to make the least amount of noise as possible. She didn't know where Charlie would be but she knew she didn't have much time. Walking through the door she wanted to walk right out. Swallowing thickly she shut the door slowly. "I didn't think you would be home." Her voice was somber and quiet, letting him know she didn't want to fight and in fact felt defeated. "I'm just getting a few things."

Charlie: sat still on their couch with the cup of black coffee in his hands and staring mindlessly to the wall, trying to process everything that happened the last couple of days. Everything started when Raquel started to avoid him for two whole days, but everything blew up the night before when she told him why was she distant. The idea of being a parent, as good as it could sound seven years later or so, was terrifying at the moment, especially with everything that was coming up for them. Charlie didn't even finished moving in, they still needed to paint the apartment, the bar project was still there and he knew Raquel didn't want a kid because of her job, so having a kid wasn't anything they could afford at the moment. That trail of thoughts was interrupted when he heard Raquel entering the apartment and looked at the door, not even smiling. "Hey," he greeted her softly, setting down his cup of coffee on the table in front of him. "I didn't know you were coming." He bit his bottom lip for a second, thinking about what to say. He didn't want to start a fight, but he didn't want them to be silent like the previous days. He just wanted to talk about it, but he didn't know how. "Do you need help?" Raquel: "Yeah I wasn't sure I was going to come by either." Raquel had debated on whether to just go shopping for clothes and to not even come home. Still the practical side of her won leading her home. In a way she was glad Charlie didn't just start in on her. Her eyes still tired from having a restless night. Not sleeping beside him along with the stress surely going to take it's toll later in the day. "I'm fine," she paused awkwardly. "I only have this bag." She held the huge tan purse in front of her, already hiding her stomach she wasn't sure was going to grow or not. Allowing him to step close she stared at the floor. "Um," she swallowed back the words she wanted to say and looked at the couch. "When I get back maybe we can pick out the new fabric for the couch." Her eyebrows knit together pushing away emotion as she also tried to walk past Charlie, not addressing what they should have.

Charlie: let out a sigh when she spoke of picking a fabric for the couch. At least she said she would be back, but he hated the idea of not having her around in their apartment, because it was theirs now, but it didn't feel like that for three days. "You know you don't have to go, right? It's our apartment and it wouldn't be fair if you weren't here to live here," he said softly before pressing his lips together, wanting to measure his words carefully and also because of the lack of sleep. Charlie didn't sleep well that night because of the stress, not having her around and partly because of the alcohol. "I miss you," he blurted out, because all he wanted to do is to make sure she knew that. "And I don't want to fight, but when you're ready to talk about it... I'm here." He took a step closer to her, not even touching her or looking at her in the eye. "And I know I overreacted last night, so I'm sorry about that." Raquel's: eyes flickered towards his, her big brown eyes showing how much she was hiding. "I miss you too." Choking with emotion she stepped closer to him leaving her bag on the couch near them. "No, you didn't overreact. It's my fault." Her fault for everything really, or at least that's how she viewed it. "You didn't know what was going on and if you wouldn't have pushed...." Her voice trailed off knowing she didn't need to tell him that if he hadn't pushed she probably wouldn't have told him. "But do you honestly think I would leave you?" Now she locked eyes with Charlie. "I might be stuck with.... something for life." Something-- that was all she could say about the reason for her distance. It wasn't nothing but it certainly was worth being so crazy about. "I just. I don't know how to handle this." She paused. "I'm not supposed to handle this. We have plans."

Charlie: "Well, for a moment I thought so. I don't know, that thought crossed my mind and... I don't know," he sighed and finally looked at her, holding her hands on his now he was sure he could do that. The way she said her next words weighted hard on him, knowing how little they didn't want that possibility to exist. "Well, we know nothing yet, right? Will you... take a test?" he let out his words carefully, making sure he wasn't pressuring her to do anything. Raquel was free to take any decision she wanted, but a part of him wanted her to take it to make any doubts disappear. "You don't have to take it if you want, of course, I don't want to pressure you or anything." He brushed the back of her hand with his thumb. "And as for our plans, well, we'll figure it out together if something big changes, okay? You're not alone in this, babe." Raquel: already could feel her heart nearly jumping out of her chest. Tbe topic she dreaded coming up. "I'd never leave you." Still she looked a bit past him knowing that it was the truth and meaning it with absolute sincerity. "And I need you to know that." She pulled her arms around him finally breathing him in after not being held by him for nights. "My life doesn't make sense without you." She let those words sink in before she hid ber face in his chest a bit more. "I-"her voice filled with vulnerability, "I'm scared." Biting her lip and even more tears she didn't think she needed to explain. "What if we are? I don't..." She looked up to Charlie completely understanding if he became offended by what she was bound to say next. "I can't go through with it all. And I know... I know that maybe some people are happy thinking they might be... you know maybe having..." she didn't want to say the words pregnant of baby again. "You know, with the love of their life but... I can't. That's not my life." She waited to see just how offended he would be. "And I don't want us to have to figure anything out or compromise our life. For anything." She looked at the bag she had taken with her and had set on the couch. "I have two. I just have been too scared to take them." She wiped away a tear that hadn't yet had a chance to stain her cheek. Sniffling she shook her head. "And why shouldn't I be alone? It's not like you want this Charlie. We talked about this. We agreed that this was a no."

Charlie: cupped her cheeks with his hands as she started to cry silently, talking about how he shouldn't be there for her if she was actually pregnant. "Don't. Don't do this," he whispered. "You won't leave me and I won't leave you either, no matter what happens, okay? I don't want this either, but I wouldn't leave if you were... well, you know." His hands slid down to her sides and pulled her closer, taking her into his arms and soothing her by rubbing circles on her back with his thumb. Charlie missed being so close to her in the last couple of days, although he wished the situation was completely different. "Okay," he let out a sigh, "do you want to take those now or...? I can hold your hand if that makes you feel better." Raquel: it seemed like she was telling him she would never leave him yet suggested him leaving her in the same breath. Then again maybe she was. She could understand why someone would not want to take on the responsibility of being a parent, and part of her hated understanding that. Part of her hated understanding deadbeat parents or people who walked out on their families. Of course she didn't think it was something Charlie was capable of but if he wanted to leave her she would find a way, and not resent him for his decision. Pulling her arms around him she let silent tears run down her face, her body not even shaking or even responding to the emotion. For just a moment she wanted her boyfriend to soothe her fears. She needed this, someone to break the crazy stewing thoughts she had had for days now and to tell her that they would make it through. It was what he said that finally got her to break and even laugh in the midst of all the confusion. "Do you even know how???" A look of confusion on her face. "Babe," she continued laughing finally realizing just how much she needed that laugh. "You want to hold my hand while I pee on a stick?" Her still wet eyes looked up at him, her heart full. "How did the universe even come up with you?" A knot in her throat she stood on her toes cupping his face as she pressed her lips against his. Their first kiss in days she poured every emotion into that one moment. "I'm sorry." She clutched at his shirt. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to shut you out, or make you worry." If she was going to have a kid there was no one else she wanted to have a kid with. "So..." she inhaled feeling her stomach tighten. "A test." Even saying the word made it sound all too serious. Before, grades and her educational future depended on tests and now it was her life. "This isn't going to change us," she mostly said to herself to calm her still on edge nerves. "We can do this."

Charlie: laughed too when he realized how silly his words sounded, but he was glad he made her laugh. With everything that happened in the last three days and how tense everything was between them, he missed her laugh, and he realized he needed to laugh too. "Do you want me to?" he asked her and kept laughing. "I meant after that, but I could do that. I'm that supportive," he grinned at her question, and he intended to put a smile on her face as long as she could have it given the situation. "Well, my theory is that my parents were a bit drunk and in the backseat of a car while they were lost in the middle of nowhere, so that may have something to do," he said before he kissed her back, the first kiss in days and he hated how much he missed those, and he hoped he wouldn't have to feel that in a while. His face turned serious as she talked of the test. "A test," he repeated her words. "It won't, I promise. No matter what happens." He held her hands and looked into her eyes. "It won't change what I feel for you, okay?" Raquel: "Oh yeah, hold my hand while I pee, sexiest moment of our entire relationship." Through her smile she wiped away her own tears. "I still have to keep some mystery in this relationship and even when I'm ninety years old there's no way I'm going to let you see me pee." She shook her head his way. "So gross." She still laughed thinking of what he said before pulling away. "Well thank god for that storm." She felt choked up again damning whatever was happening to her body whether hormonal shifts or just being overly emotional she looked deep into his eyes. "Because I don't think I could do.. any of this without you." As much as she put on a brave face that she would try to figure things out on her own, there still was a bit of a relief knowing that he would be by her side. "Remind me to thank them some day." Feeling butterflies in her stomach she nervously brought her shoulders towards her ears. "Okay." Dropping her hands from around him she rummaged through her bag finding the two worn boxes that had been in her purse for days. "I'm going to go." She hit the box against her manicured nails and shuffled her feet slowly. Passing by Charlie she rested her hand against his chest, again standing on her toes to give him a chaste kiss. "I love you." The words she had left unsaid for days now, not returning them whenever he had said them before. Disappearing into the bathroom she left the door open a crack before going back out to the kitchen. "I don't have to pee." She lunged at a bottle at water knowing that she was only making his nerves sky rocket. "What if I..." she spun in circles looking for a disposable cup. "This is going to be the grossest thing I've ever done so hopefully you don't judge me for it, but there's no way I'm going to be able to pee twice like in a row." Taking the cup she jogged back to the bathroom. "Don't come in here," she yelled through the door. Completely opening the door twenty minutes later she washed her hands at the sink still making a disgusted expression at the thought of what she had to do. "There has to be a different way to take one of these. And something besides a blood test." She hovered over the sink wondering how long it would take for the test to show whether or not she should cry. "I can't look at this. I'm going to be sick." At least she knew that those were just nerves. She walked away tossing her hands up. "I can't. You tell me what it says."

Charlie: smiled at the thought of Raquel meeting his parents. A year ago he would have been horrified by the idea, but he knew Raquel was the girl he wanted to present to his parents. "Will do. Now get your ass in the bathroom and let's see what happens." Charlie dropped his hands to her waist and leaned in for a kiss in the forehead to calm her nerves, to tell her they would be okay no matter whether she was pregnant or not. He let her go and sat on the couch when she finally entered the room, sitting down there until Raquel finally got out. As soon as he heard her voice again twenty minutes later, he walked into the bathroom and sat behind her. "Yeah, peeing on a stick must be uncomfortable," he said as he scratched the back of his head, looking at her as she freaked out and all he wanted was to her to be calmer, less nervous. "Okay, babe, give me the test," he got up to pick it up and hide it in his hand while grabbing her hand with the other one. "Sit down here with me, I'll hold your hand," he told her while bringing her down to sit next to him, wrapping his arm around her waist and kissing her forehead. "How long do we have to wait, babe?" Raquel: felt smaller in his arms. Her nerves making her feel so small. Still, at least she felt safe. The cold floor only making her move closer to him. She still didn't feel like this could be real. This wasn't supposed to be real. "It said five minutes." Those five minutes seemed like they were becoming years. Still she buried her face into his chest, her hand squeezing his until she felt her muscles go weak. "Babe, I need to know what you're thinking because right now I'm ... I'm freaking out." Her heart felt like it was in her throat, pounding steadily. Her eyes flickering to his hand even if she said she didn't want to look. Still she shifted her body to curl into him more. "I missed this," she choked up. "Being home." She definitely didn't mean within the box apartment. She was talking about in his arms. Being held together by him. Placing her hand above his she pushed it further down when she thought the time was near. "Do we really want to know? What if we just don't?" She pleaded with her eyes. "What that says is going to change our lives. Well if it says what I think it might say it will." She sighed. "I'm not sure I want everything to change."

Charlie: "Five minutes," he muttered under his breath before taking her into his arms, hugging her tightly and holding her hand to calm her nerves. He didn't even look at her when he heard her question and kept holding her body close to his. "I'm... I'm terrified. Not only because this would be a huge thing that would change everything, but also because I have no idea of how to be a parent," he let out a dry chuckle and felt how Raquel curled into his body. "Me too. I wished we weren't in the bathroom waiting for this to tell us how fucked we will be." He left a kiss in her shoulder and pulled his body away from hers to look at his phone's clock. The five minutes were up and it was time to find out. "That will do us more harm than good, especially if you're actually pregnant," he said seriously and let out a sigh. "I can look at the results if you want to and I'll tell you if that makes you feel more comfortable." Charlie tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and smiled at her. "No matter whether it's positive or negative, we're together in this and it won't change what I feel for you, you know that, right?" Raquel: A small smile graced her face knowing that she wasn't the only one that was afraid. Even if Charlie was better at hiding it, she now heard it in his voice. "If we are then you don't have to worry. You're already the best man I could ever ask for." She didn't want to jinx herself and say that he was going to be the best father. The test would prove if he was going to be or not. She smiled into his chest. "And they call me the actress. You're good at the cool under pressure thing, you know that." She thanked him for how calm he was with her, not altering her state more than it needed to be. "You're right." If she was pregnant there was no way she could just neglect care. "Okay, wait." She covered the test with her hand and looked into his eyes. "I just want you to know that... I love you. You already know that, but that I never meant for this to happen. And thank you." She inhaled. "For pushing me to talk to you and not giving up on me." Dropping her hand she focused on his chest. "Okay. I'm ready. You can tell me what it says." She cringed already hoping to hear him say that she wasn't pregnant and that she had been stupid to even worry.

Charlie: couldn't help but chuckle at her compliment. "No, I only have my moments and this is one of those moments where I shouldn't freak out. Well, not externally at least," he laughed softly as he pulled away and looked into her eyes as she spoke and thanked him for something that was nothing but the only thing he could do. "Hey, that was nothing, babe, even if I had to push you to talk to me about it, so no need to thank me." He smiled at her for a moment before they were back to reality. The test was still in his hand and they were about to find out whether it would change their lives or not. Charlie just nodded before lowering his gaze to the test, reading it carefully to make sure he wasn't mistaken. "Babe," he paused, "you're not pregnant. We're not pregnant, so you can breathe now," he spoke with a smile on his lips before he looked into her eyes. "Breathe now, babe, because there's no baby on the way." Raquel: "You just didn't give up on us when you could have." Still she clung onto him as he finally read what the test said. Finally breathing she registered his words but didn't believe them all at once. "I'm not?!" She grabbed at the test in his hand now not wanting to see it for herself. "Let me see that." She paused as she let the words sink in. "I'm not pregnant." She smiled at what she said. "We're not pregnant. Is it bad that I want to scream it from the rooftops? We were so not ready- well you probably were I mean you would have been great, but me? A mom." She was still taking deeper breaths. Still she laughed at the thought of being a mother. "But.... this also means I freaked out over nothing." Now she felt guilty again. She pecked a quick kiss to Charlie's lips. "We're not pregnant." Another chaste kiss before she pulled away. "But... this does mean we have to be more careful." She didn't even mention the word condoms yet knowing that he probably wouldn't be thrilled exactly. "A lot more careful."

Charlie: looked at her in surprise when she took the test off his hands and he couldn't help but smile at her excitement at the results. "Yeah, we're not!" he said with excitement in his voice. He couldn't help but laugh at the mention of him being a good father. "You couldn't be more wrong about that. I'd be a disaster, however, you... you'd be great about it. I know it." His fingers brushed her cheek in an intimate moment and pressed his lips. "Yeah, we should," he let out a sigh, "we will be more careful from now on." He nodded. "But we can talk about that later, right? Because there's something we both need to do right now." Raquel: blushing as his fingers touched her flesh. For now she didn't want to think of being a mom. "I wouldn't know the first thing about being a mom. It's not like I have a great example." She now hid her face a bit, not loving the jab she took at her own mother that drove her crazy. Licking her lips and pushing aside her feelings she knit her eyebrows together. "And what's that?" Her voice challenged him as if to say there was no chance in them putting the careful practices into effect so soon.

Charlie: "Your mom is awful, I agree." He grimaced at the thought of how her mom was from what his girlfriend told him about her, and she was a person he wasn't looking forward to meet, even if he would have to eventually. "But you'd learn for that and be better than her," he said a let out a sigh. "But let's not worry about that, okay? We're not going to be parents." He grinned at her question and stood up in front of her, placing his hands on his hips. "You need to relax, you've been away for a couple of days and I know you've been tense, so..." he trailed off and pushed his own shirt over his head. "We're taking a bath, how does that sound?" Charlie turned around and let the hot water fill the bath tub. Raquel: Even with as logical as he sounded she didn't completely agree with what he was saying. Maybe she would even be doomed to repeat her mother's behavior. Still she didn't think further on the subject and mimicked her boyfriend's behavior in standing. Biting her lip as she saw her boyfriend's abs she took a calming breath. He was right in that she had carried so much stress in the past couple of days. Nodding she agreed. "I think it sounds like a good plan." She placed her hands on his sides, her thumbs at his abs. "And I think it sort of sounds like you taking any chance you can get to seeing your girlfriend naked." She of course teased pushing away from him with a smile on her face she took her own shirt off. Still not taking her bra off she slipped out of her shorts and underwear. Not even adding a bit of a sexual tease she knew better than to try to start something they couldn't finish. "And maybe later," She moved her hair so that he could get to the clasp of her bra. Even if he could unclasp it without even a second thought she still turned without a word as to what she wanted him to do. "we can finally pick a color for the living room," she continued her sentence. "Oh and the couch fabric because I'm pretty sure I'm driving you crazy with how things are all over the place."

Charlie: let out a chuckle. "Well, it's been days since I saw you naked, so I'm taking every chance I can." He turned to her and admitted it with a smirk appeared on his lips. "But don't you pretend you won't enjoy seeing me naked, babe," he teased her as he pulled his sweatpants down his legs along with his boxer briefs. "Yeah, our place is a mess of swatches right now and we've lost a couple days, so we should get to that soon after enjoying this." Charlie nodded before he turned the tap of once the tub was filled and stepped inside it. The warm water soaked his skin as he got in and it was a nice feeling, especially after such an emotional moment with Raquel. He even dip his head under the water for a second to enjoy the most of it all over his body. "You coming?" he asked her once he got his head out of the water, running his hands through his hair before placing them at both sides of the tub. "Sit here with me," he said with a smile. Raquel: "I never said I wouldn't enjoy the view now did I?" At last with the tension between them dissipating she finally began to feel more like herself. Now she wasn't the neurotic person worrying over nothing. Taking a seat against the rim of the tub she waited for the water to rise as Charlie stepped in. Thankfully their big tub could fit the two of them together. She waited as he came back up for air, a smile on her lips as she watched the water trickle down only accentuating his eyes. "You know there's a pool outside if you wanted to actually swim." She pointed outside with her thumb. Still she knew that there was no way they could be like this--together-- if they were outside. Running her hand through the water to test the temperature and creating her own ripples she nodded. Her long legs helped her climb into the tub. Her back pressed against his chest. Unlike charlie she didn't want to wet her hair and let it in the loose top knot it was in. Resting against him she hummed lightly. "I'm sorry. For leaving you with the mess I mean. Swatches and fabrics when you maybe don't even want to think about what we have to do." She ran her hands against his arms, not even bothering to look in his eyes. She took his forearms and wrapped them around herself so that he could hold her close. "But I'm home now." She sunk into him a bit more, her own feelings present in their embrace. "Our home."

Charlie: helped her to get comfortable in the tub by wrapping his arms around her body. "We could go there, but I'm pretty sure someone would complain if we were naked," he chuckled softly in her ear and sighed, letting the warm water help him relax after such stressful days. "Yeah, that's cool. I mean, I want them to be gone and we still have so many things to do, but we'll get to all of that." Charlie kissed her head and tilted his head backwards, closing his eyes to enjoy the bath. He couldn't help but smile when she mentioned their home. "Our home, yes," he hummed and tightened his arms around her. "I can't believe it's going to be ours, babe. This is crazy," he laughed as he pressed his front against her back, "but I'm happy. I'm happy it's with you." Raquel: Closed her eyes as her head rested against his chest. His voice more than his touch soothing her nerves. Her hands still played against his forearms, smiling as he kissed her head. "Yeah, we'll get to it. Eventually." The uneasiness in her voice no longer there as she continued to speak. "Sooo, still no second thoughts about moving in with your crazy girlfriend?" She didn't really doubt it but the reassurance that he didn't was still a calming thought. Turning her head slowly towards him she smiled. "All this is just stuff to me. The colors and the couch. I don't care about any of that. This might be our apartment, but you're my home." As horrible and cliche as that was she still said it. "You're the person I want to come home to at the end of the day. You're the one I can't be away from and who I feel safe with."

Charlie: shook his head at her question, not even wanting to think about how he could say no to move in now. "Nope, no second thoughts," he replied as his hands slid to her hips, rubbing circles against her skin with his fingers as he looked down at her. "You want me to move out now or what?" he joked and laughed before he grabbed her hips and turned her around so he could see her face better as she spoke of him being her home. As cheesy as it sounded, he fucking enjoyed every single word of that, although he wouldn't admit that out loud. "You're so cheesy, babe," he laughed and sat straight in the bathtub, looking into her eyes with a smile on his lips, "but hearing you say that, well, I can only agree to that." Raquel: Already smiling as she moved away from the grip of his hands she was cautious in her reaction. As much as she wanted to sleep with him now she still knew what they had gone through and what had led them to this moment. "No. You're not going anywhere. Still she placed her hands on his shoulders keeping him down for a moment as if to tell him to not even try to leave. Softening her face she looked deep into the eyes she loved before chuckling. "Oh you mean you're your home too?" Of course she was just teasing, more so just laughing at how he still didn't want to reveal his feelings as much as she did. She was of course okay with it but still liked teasing him for it. With a small splash of water his way she giggled and moved away. "Yeah well you love cheesy. And now everyone knows it."

Charlie: pouted as she got away from his grip. "You're not either, are you?" he breathed out and kept eye contact with her, his hands sliding up to her ribs, placing them there innocently. "Shut up, you know what I meant," he laughed, which ruined his faux annoyed face, as his thumbs brushed her skin before she moved away from him to the opposite side of the tub, something that made him raise an eyebrow. "You better keep it as a secret or else you'll ruin my bad boy reputation. I have to keep that up because that's what get me tips every night." Charlie pointed at her with his index. "But I'm kinda okay with that, if I have to be honest," he admitted to her while sitting comfortably at the back of the tub while looking at her, checking her out shamelessly. "You look good there, babe. I'm loving the views of my naked and wet girlfriend," he said with a smirk on his lips after wetting his bottom lip with his tongue. He was pretty sure they wouldn't have sex in the tub after everything that happened, but there was nothing wrong in saying that out loud, right? Raquel: "Are you kidding? Of course I'm not. I love waking up to you." She tilted her head onto the porcelain to get a better view of her boyfriend. "You had a bad boy reputation?" She laughed. "So is that what they call fuckboys now?" She again giggled knowing he would protest. "I don't think it's who you pretend to be that gets you the tips. It's definitely the face." Lovingly she looked at his face. "And sometimes how easy it is to just talk to you." Reaching towards him a bit she smiled fondly. "It's what made me fall for you, and it definitely would make me leave a big tip." Relaxing again she teasingly poured some of the still warm water over her breasts. "This isn't the first time you've seen me wet," she teased with a smirk mirroring his. Wiggling her finger for him to come closer she beckoned him , still knowing that they couldn't have sex now.

Charlie: "Hey, I think that helped the cause," he stated, "and the face just added to it. Yes, the face and the body." He let out a chuckle and nodded at everything she said before he started moving towards her in the water, stopping inches away from her. "Are we talking about water wet or wet between your legs...?" he teased back as he run his fingers down her thigh, still smirking at her and her sultry words. "Because I've seen both but I would never complain about seeing you that wet..." He bit down his bottom lip as he looked at his hand sliding up to her inner thigh, stopping there just in case she wanted to pull away. Charlie pulled his body closer to hers and leaned on her ear. "And right now I'm tempted to give you the orgasm I haven't given you in days," he whispered in her ear with a sultry voice, smiling even if she couldn't see it. Raquel: "Definitely the body," she didn't even feel a bit of bashfulness at looking directly at Charlie's abs before he moved. Her body reacting on instinct she widened her legs as best she could just to allow Charlie more access to her. Her stomach caved inward, allowing more water onto her stomach than before. As much as her body wanted to just melt into him and give him what he wanted the rational side of her still said there was a reason why they had had a pregnancy scare. Lips going to his neck she kissed his pulse point. Knees bending, and hands reaching to his neck. "And I want to give you what I know you want." She bit on her own lip as she fought off her natural urges. "But... we have to resist temptation." Hands sliding to his broad shoulders she still held him close. "We need condoms." She kissed his skin but pouted afterwards. "I can't have all of you. At least not right now."

Charlie: loved the way she reacted to him whenever he got closer to her body. It was as if they were magnets that pulled closer whenever they were nearby, and it was a reaction he loved on her. The way her body moved to make room for his made things easier, intimate, loving even. Charlie closed his eyes and let out a sigh when her lips where on her neck, kissing one of the spots that made him weak. "I know," he breathed out, "that's why fingering exists," he said as his fingers got closer to her core, teasing her folds slowly, humming at the feeling of her heat against his skin. "Do you want me to go for condoms later? I could buy a familiar pack of those from the sex shop, for better quality," he laughed and opened his eyes to keep eye contact with her. "But right now, we could settle for mutual masturbation in the bath tub, what do you say?" Raquel: Not even bothering to move his hand away Raquel simply slid deeper into the tub, her shoulders now submerging in the water. Her jaw falling as his fingers slipped past her folds. She sighed, missing the feeling of his hands on any part of her body. "Mhmm," she hummed now going back to his neck. Arms wrapped around him and pressed against the center of his back she pulled him closer. Pausing she broke her kiss with a smile. "Just no glow in the dark ones," she laughed before going to his ear. Biting his earlobe she grazed her teeth against his sensitive skin. Pressing her forehead against his she nodded. Her dark chocolate eyes locking with his. Wide and focused she fluttered them closed feeling his fingers tease her folds even more. "You're the worst influence on me." Still she kissed him deeply again, her hands now reaching for him, pumping him in her hand, still fighting off the urge of lining him up to her slit so that she could feel more of him inside her than just his fingers.

Charlie: couldn't help but laugh at her comment. "I think that rules out every Star Wars joke I could have while having one of those on," he joked and laughed but that was interrupted when she bit on his earlobe, eliciting a groan from him. He locked eyes with her when they pressed their foreheads together, teasing now her entrance relentlessly and smiling at the effect it had on her. Charlie didn't even bother to answer to that and kissed her passionately while he entered one finger inside of her, plunging it in and out of her slowly at first. "You fucking love it though," he teased between kisses while fingering her, picking up the rhythm. Raquel: A small laugh escaped her with his star wars comment. Not that she would have been able to say much that wouldn't kill the moment. Water moving in small waves, splashing against the side covered her shallow breathing. Moaning as she continued the echo in her bathroom amplified every moan. "I love it," she whispered before a louder moan escaped her. Clenching her walls around his fingers she smirked knowing that she was driving him crazy. her hands teased the tip of his cock, being gentle with him even as she picked up her pace. "I want you so bad." It seemed like this was as tame as she had been with him in so long. Even the first time they slept together wasn't this cautious. She almost felt as if she was some sixteen year old girl just being pleased by her boyfriend. She moved her hips, driving his fingers deeper inside her. "I'm yours." Loud kisses against his skin as she sucked against him she picked up her pace to meet his. "Cum for me."

Charlie: moaned out loud when she picked up the pace and followed his, which made him jerk his hips against her hand to get the friction he was seeking for. "Fuck yes, baby," he breathed out as he entered a second finger when she asked for more, curling them inside of her to access to those spots that drove her crazy. "The neighbors are going to complain," he said between pants due to the activity, "but fuck them all." He smirked and kept fingering her, feeling her walls clenching around his fingers and her lips on her skin, sucking on it to muffle her own moans. "I'm close, babe," he moaned out as he speeded the movements of his hips against her hand, as well as the pace of his fingers inside of her. "Come for me, babe. Come for me too." Raquel: Loud gasps from the back of her throat escaped her. Her forehead pressing into his shoulder she closed her eyes allowing her body to take over. All of the pent up feelings, and need for release from the past few days leading to that moment. Her body with all it's stress seemed to tighten and release. "I don't care about the neighbors," she whined. At least she knew that they weren't Candice or at least someone that wanted to be with him. Her apartment walls weren't as thin, but there still was a chance. Her hips making small movements while she bit her bottom lip she continued moving at the same pace he had set. "Fuck." Raquel's eyes closed shut tightly before tightening her walls against him. Moving her hand but keeping one hand wrapped around his hard cock, she placed her fingers at his wrist keeping him steady as she came on his fingers. Her legs trembled with the release of pleasure causing small ripples in the water. Tossing her head back she felt weak from the sudden release. Still she continued with Charlie wanting him to get as much pleasure as she had. "You're so sexy baby." She kissed his lips, her thumb brushing across the head of his cock slowly. "I missed you." Kissing his neck and marking his skin she continued until she heard him moan loudly.

Charlie: pulled on her hair and lifted it from his shoulder they were keeping eye contact as she came on his fingers and felt her tremble underneath him, holding his wrist to keep a steady pace as she climaxed. "Fuck, you're beautiful," he groaned and attached his lips to her neck, where he left kisses and sucked on her pulse point lightly whenever he could due to his own moans as Raquel kept giving him a handjob. "Missed you too," Charlie breathed out before kissing her in her lips and felt her thumb teasing the tip of his cock, which made him groan. "I'm almost there," he moaned softly as he kept moving his hips towards her hand, thrusting into it a couple of times before he came, moaning her name and letting his body collapse on top of hers, hiding his head in the crook of her neck and smiling in silence. Raquel: Was sure that Charlie didn't know how much of an ego boost his compliments during sex were. His release into her hand she licked her lips wishing he had come in her mouth of inside her. With him on top of her and kissed his shoulder a few times not bothering to push him away. She could find a comfortable position for then in the tub. Now that the heat of the moment had passed she began to laugh. A small giggle at first that erupted into a full on laugh. Her hands tangled into his hair. "Three days." She pressed her cheek against the top of his head. "That's the most I can go without you." Gliding her hands down his neck and towards his back she made meaningless shapes as she spoke. "Wouldn't want you to go without me for so long," she laughed. "I never want to be without you. Sleeping somewhere else was torture. Her eyes went wide with memories. "Casey snores louder than you do."

Charlie: couldn't help but laugh along with her. Her laugh was contagious and it was something he liked to hear often, no matter if it was after sex or not. He loved hearing her laugh. "I can't believe we only lasted three days. Three days without sex and you. Let's never do this, shall we?" he laughed and lifted his gaze to meet hers as he placed his hands on her sides, holding her as close as possible as he listened to her. "I'm offended at that, I don't snore," he retorted, pretending he was actually offended but that failed when he smiled at her, taking all the beauty of his girlfriend and the quietness of the moment in. "I hate to ruin the moment but..." He left his sentence unfinished and he got up on his feet, getting out of the tub and leaving Raquel there. "I need to do something," he said with a smirk on his lips. Raquel: "What do you mean only? Three days is like.... I don't even know how any orgasms with you. Three days is a lifetime." Before he moved she rubbed her nose against his cutely and nodded. "Never again." Water dripping off of Charlie she bit her lip watching him move. Distracted by her view she didn't speak for a few seconds, watching the droplets of water fall off his skin. "You snore babe, but only when you're really tired. Angling her body she came to the edge of the tub. Hanging her arms and elbows over the edge she stayed in the lukewarm water. Resting her head she shook her head with a smile. "Hey, babe." she teased without a straight face. "You want that second stick to pee on." Without a second longer she continued giggling without really knowing where he was going.

Charlie: "If we usually go for two or three orgasms... I'd say we'd missed nine orgasms at most," he chuckled and finally got out of the tub, giving her a good view of his naked body before wrapping a towel around his waist. He faked a laugh when she teased about something that got her really emotional and upset earlier. "You're really funny, babe," he chuckled, "but I'm glad you're taking it well now." Charlie leaned in to the tub and got closer to his girlfriend to kiss her in the mouth. "But no, I'm not going to pee on that stick. I have other plans..." He smirked as he stood in front of her, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm going to get dressed and go for condoms. The familiar pack, right?" Raquel: She still laughed as she was finally able to poke fun at herself and their earlier situation. Still hanging onto the edge of the tub she pouted knowing that he was going to leave. "I'm hilarious. That's obviously why you're with me." She bit her bottom lip before raising an eyebrow at what he was saying. "Really?" Now she blushed thinking of how he didn't want to wait for much longer to have her. "You're just lucky I don't have to go into work early." There still was a twinkle in her eyes as she looked at Charlie lovingly. "Mhmm. Whichever ones you want. Just hurry back." She puckered her lips for him to lean down and kiss her again "I love you."

Charlie: nodded at her question. "Yeah, I'm serious. I'm going for condoms," he laughed as he unwrapped the towel to dry his face and torso, not even caring that his girlfriend was there, still in the tub and looking at him with bright eyes. Charlie knew that she wasn't looking at him only because he was naked and there were droplets of water on his body, but also because it had been days since they were together like this, so intimate after being distant, and that made him happy. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon with the condoms." He leaned down to peck her lips. "I love you too," he whispered against her lips before pulling away and wrapping the towel around his waist once again with a smirk on his lips. "Just don't bother on wearing anything anytime toon," he just said and winked at her before exiting the bathroom. Raquel: Even if she wanted another kiss she knew if she kept him that there would be less time later. It wasn't fair just how much she always wanted him, or how addicted she was to his lips. Practically swooning as he walked away she leaned out of the tub to keep watching him walk away. Knowing that she wouldn't have to wait long she it her lip. "Don't worry. I won't." Raquel practically shouted before leaning back into the tub, the now cold water still calming her some. Knowing she had to get up soon she bend her legs just to get them to respond. It wasn't going to be long before she hardly had feeling in them again.

#ch #ch: charlie #all: charlie #ship: rarlie #ch: 012 charlie