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sortagaysortahigh14 hours ago
In which Tom Holland and Y/n Y/l/n have always had horrible luck in relationships and even worse luck with causal dating. What happens when they agree to be one another鈥檚 Holidate?聽
Inspired by the Netflix Original: The Holidate聽
1. New Years Eve
2. Valentines Day
3. St. Patrick鈥檚 Day
4. Easter
5. Cinco De Mayo
6. 4th of July
7. Labor Day/Wedding Day
8. Thanksgiving
9. Christmas
Fem Reader x Pro Golfer!Tom Holland聽
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softholand19 hours ago
crystals moodboard series
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cleansing 鈥 protection 鈥 inspiration
饢 enhances intuition, spiritually and meditation
饢 protects from nightmares and insomnia
饢 calms the mind and spirit
饢 extremely protection
鈥 mutuals who might be interested 鈥 @duskholland @screamholland @wazzupmrstark @missnxthingg @peeterparkr @stuckonspidey @storybookholland @veryholland @cali-holland @hazofmyheart
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thollandneedya day ago
Chapter three
A/n: Hey guys. I hope you like it this new chapter.
Just a quick reminder that the requests are open! So feel free to send me imagines ideias馃挒
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馃毃Mentions to use weapons, alcoholic beverages and legal drugs 馃毃
Word count: 2939
A week had passed and the agents were ready to begin the mission they had been assigned. Thomas and Ruby were at Heathrow Airport waiting to board their plane. The place was full of people. Some were rushing past to avoid missing their flight while others were sleeping in their seats. Isabel and Harrison were at the agency still researching about Naiomi and some forms of combat they could use.
Ruby was sitting in a black chair next to Thomas. The redhead was reading a book to pass the time while, Tom was messing around on his cell phone watching some random videos on instagram. Ruby was still nervous about working with a stranger, even though it had been a week, it was not enough for the girl to bond with the brunette. She always tried to keep quiet and firm so as not to show that she was afraid. Thomas, on the other hand, was worried about his partner, because she didn't talk to him and didn't even share the information she received so that they could work well together.
-What are you reading? -The brunette asks, looking away from the book Ruby was reading.
The girl looks into the man's brown eyes and answers.
-The fault is the stars. Have you read it?-The girl asks focusing again on the words written on the paper.
-I've never read it, but I've seen the movie. Does that count?-Thomas asks smiling and she shrugs.
-Probably not. Books are usually very different from movies.
-That was the first discovery of the week," the brunette pronounces and the redhead looks at him confused.
-What do you mean first discovery of the week?-Ruby asks, gesturing "discovery of the week" with his fingers.
-Well, you haven't told me anything about yourself. I know the superficial like, your name, age and where you work, but now I know you like to read novels and probably dramas too," Holland says putting the cell phone in the pocket of his black jacket and looking once more at the girl.
-You know we can't share about our lives. That's a rule that agents should respect, don't you think? Ruby says smugly while closing the book placing a bookmark in the middle of it.
Thomas shakes his head positively, biting his lower lip and smiling after the action.
-Yes, ma'am," he says jokingly.
A female voice sounds over the loudspeakers warning about the flight to Paris. Thomas and Ruby get up, grab their handbags and head to hand in their tickets and board the plane. The two of them go through the line of people and wait until it is their turn. Ruby's cell phone rings and she takes it from her jeans pocket. It was Eleanor.
-Maxwell, how's the situation so far?
-All good. Holland and I are waiting in line to board.
-All right. -All right. You are in first class. When you arrive at the Paris airport, Agent Travor will be waiting for you outside with a black car. He will take you to the hotel.
-Yes ma'am.
-Have a good trip.
The woman says and Ruby hangs up. Thomas brings his head closer to the girl's ear and asks what he was supposed to do. Ruby explains and he just agrees. They both hand in their documents and their tickets, pass through the wide windowed corridor and ten minutes later they are already inside the plane. Ruby sits near the window on the left side of the aircraft and Thomas on the left side of the aircraft also near the window. Soon after the plane starts to move, the girl takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down. She never liked flying in an airplane. Most of the time she couldn't sleep for fear of something happening. Ruby, fastens her seat belt so tightly that she feels a strong pressure below her belly. She puts both her hands on her thighs and squeezes them together to calm herself. The plane lifts off and soon it is flying through the half-grey London sky. It would be a long five hours.
Holland on the other hand was calm and enjoying the sky however much it was nothing but clouds. Unlike Maxwell, the agent enjoyed flying because it seemed his body and mind were lighter when he wasn't stuck on the ground facing difficult situations. Ruby refused to sit next to Tom even though she knew that they should always stay together until Eleanor or someone above her told them to part ways. Within the five hour drive, Maxwell finished his book and Thomas took the time to sleep, since it would be a long night in the city of lights. No matter where Naiomi was, she would never give an ounce of rest to whoever was behind her, and the brunette was aware of this.
When the plane landed, it was half past five in the afternoon. The sky was a dark coloration with some orange and pink left over from twilight. The two agents picked up their bags and made their way to the gate where they would meet Trevor. Neither spoke a word after they landed. They went down the escalator and outside the gate where several cars were parked. A man with short dark hair approached them both.
-Agent Maxwell and Agent Holland. Please follow me and let me take your bags," the man with the thick voice says to the two, who then give them their bags and get into the black car.
The dark haired man puts the bags in the trunk, closes it and then gets in the car to take the agents to the hotel. None of them had ever been to Paris, so they took advantage of the short drive to see the sights. Ruby smiled to herself as she looked at a family sitting in a park while they had a picnic. The girl took her fingers to her mother's necklace, and squeezed it lightly. Maxwell missed her. Some of the most well known attractions in Paris were seen by the agents, such as the Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe, Notre Dame Cathedral and others. It was almost 7:30 when they arrived at the hotel. The driver got out of the car, opened the door for the agents and handed them their bags.Then once again Eleanor calls Maxwell.
-I have been informed that you have arrived. You can unpack your bags and wait for my command.
Ruby informs her partner and soon they both enter the "Four Seasons Hotel George V". This place was one of the most expensive and luxurious hotels in the capital. In the hall of the establishment it was possible to see several flower vases in the center of the room. The walls were cream colored with some details done in the same color. There were some paintings and mirrors with golden borders hanging on the walls. In the middle, above the large vases, there was a large chandelier with diamond stones and candles that were lit to illuminate the perimeter. Ruby and Thomas go to the reception table and are greeted by a blonde girl with green eyes.
-Bonne nuit. 聽Comment puis-je vous aider?- The girl asks and Thomas looks confused at his partner. The redhead smiles at the man and answers:
-Nous avons une r茅servation faite au nom d'Elanor Clark.- The girl replies saying that there was a reservation in Eleanor's name and the blonde turns to get the keys.
Even though Maxwell had never been to Paris, she had always appreciated the culture and especially the language. She took a French course with Isa when they were fifteen. The receptionist hands the keys to the redhead and she thanks him.
-Since when you speak french?-Thomas asks, smiling sideways at the redhead, and she looks away trying to hide the brief smile that appeared on her lips.
-I always liked the language and decided to learn. Do you speak any?-Ruby asks walking towards the elevator with Thomas.
-I am fluent in Spanish, English and Italian, but I am learning German and you?
-English, Spanish, French, Portuguese and Latin -Ruby says and the elevator door opens. The two agents enter and stand next to each other waiting until they reach the floor. Classical music plays while the numbers go up according to the passing floors.
The door opens and Ruby hands Thomas the key to his room. She nods to the man and turns to go to her room. She places the card in front of the smart lock and the door unlocks. The girl enters the room and observes every detail carefully. There was a small living room with black and white decorations. The bedroom was composed of a large bed covered with fine white fabrics. The floor was covered with a light blue carpet with white details. There was a desk next to a chair where guests used to write, read and work. Warming up from their bed, there was a large window that was covered by baby pink curtains. The view was wide. She could see several streetlights, hotels, shops and especially the Eiffel Tower. Ruby let out a sigh and began unpacking her bags after she removed herself from the window. After unpacking her bags she decided to take a shower to remove the tiredness from her body.
A few rooms past Ruby's, Thomas was coming out of the shower. His hair was still wet and drops of water were falling on his face. The white towel was around his hips and his chest was exposed. The man sat on the edge of the bed and decided to call Haz. A few beeps later, the blond man answers.
-Say it, Stanley.
-Did you find out anything so far? Any different or suspicious information?
-Well, Eleanor told Prince that Naiomi is already in Paris and is leaving later to take care of business.
-What kind of business?
-We don't know to the point, but when you get there, you will see. In fact, we will send more information later. So far that's all we've gotten.
-Ok. Any other information you find, update me.
-Leave it to me.
Harrison turns off the flame and Thomas turns off his cell phone. He sighs with his eyes closed and puts on an outfit for later. A military green button-down shirt, black pants, and brown shoes. As an accessory, a silver watch. After dressing, Holland goes to his black suitcase where he kept his special weapons as well as Ruby. Inside were weapons such as knives, firearms, poison pen, cyanide gun, etc. He also had night vision goggles, walkie-talkie, bluetooth headphones and some nursing utensils in case someone got hurt during combat.
Holland called room service and ordered wine. While he waited he took a pack of cigarettes out of his suitcase and lit it. As peaceful as he seemed about the mission, he was worried, but would not show it. For this reason, he smoked. Holland considered it more of a therapy for when times of stress came. He went to the window and leaned against the wall while enjoying the view of the city. His fear was that he would fail. Thomas had his insecurities just as much as Maxwell. With the loss of his mother and father, he would do anything to make the best of it. No matter how much he was already considered the best, it was never enough for him. All this for fear of failure.
A few hours passed and both agents received a message
Agents, the target will be at the club "Le Duplex". Banks is about to meet one of the agents of agency B2 here in Paris. From what we have been able to find out, this certain agent has been providing information about the company. The mission is to observe her and interfere if she threatens anyone on the premises. The man is of medium height, black skin, hairless, and with blue eyes. He will be carrying a gray suitcase in his hands. After the mission has been completed, send an ok to your original partners. I await the return of both of you. Clark, Eleanor."
The agents see the message and soon text each other. Holland asks Maxwell to meet him in the hall for them to go. The redhead visualizes the message and quickly grabs her weapons in case anything gets out of hand. Five minutes later, Ruby walks down to the hall and meets the brunette. The girl was wearing black pants, a long-sleeved wine blouse, black boots with thick heels, and a cap in the same color as the blouse.
-'Are you carrying weapons? -Holland asks, looking into the girl's pocket, which was empty.
-Don't ask me that as if I were inexperienced, Holland," the woman says looking sideways at the agent, who nods in agreement.
Ruby goes to the black car that had taken her and Thomas earlier. The car stayed with the agents in case they had to go after someone or to flee in extreme danger situations. The young woman gets into the car and sits in the driver's seat. Thomas goes to the window and leans against it.
-The young lady is going to drive? -He asks, and Ruby looks at him with an apathetic face.
Will you stay here or will you get in the car at once," she asks in the same tone as her partner and he agrees, climbing out of the window and getting in the car.
The agent starts the car and right in front of the dashboard appears a mini-screen that showed the location of the club. Ruby shifted into gear and drove forward through the streets of the capital. While the woman concentrated on driving, Thomas was choosing the music that would play. Seconds later, the song "Back In Black" by the band AC/DC, was playing inside the car. Maxwell didn't care about the music or the oblivious singing of the man next to him.
-What's your plan if something goes wrong?- Holland asks, turning the music down a bit.
-You get everyone out of the club. Then you and I will go to Naiomi. If they attack us, we can use tear gas or something that blurs their vision to give us a chance to counterattack. We can't let anyone outside get hurt, okay," Ruby answers her partner without taking her eyes off the street.
-I'll cover you," Thomas says and Ruby denies it.
-I don't need help -she says, raising her voice a little bit.
-I don't know if you know this, but we're partheners and we must have to help each other.- The man says
Somehow Thomas could sense how Maxwell felt about working as a pair, even if she didn't tell him the real reason. He didn't want to pressure her, but rather, try to get her to trust him so that they could have a good relationship within the mission.
On the other hand, Ruby tried not to be rude or impolite in dealing with this kind of situation, but it seemed that this was her form of defense. She hid behind a version of a woman she was not. All this so as not to lose her armor.
-I apologize for my tone of voice. Missions stress me out sometimes," the agent says looking at Thomas for a brief second.
-It's okay. I understand you. Especially an important mission like this can make anyone stressed.-The agent says trying to be understanding.
After a few minutes, the agents were already inside the bar. Maxwell looking at the place, wondered why Naiomi would come to the strip bar to settle business with a spy. Thomas, seeing his partner's curious expression, replies.
-I also find it strange that she comes to a place like this to settle business deals, but if we look closely, it makes sense," the brunette says, crossing his arms while observing the place.
Red and white colored lights were flashing, women dancing on the stage and others dancing on the laps of some men. A bar full of businessmen, bikers or sometimes just drunk people who come for the weekend promotion.
-How does that make sense?
-Well,If you look at the bar, you will see that there are many men in suits with wads of money that they probably intend to put in women's bras. Some of these men go into private rooms to have dances or sometimes more than that. If you stop to think about it, this is a great disguise for the agent as there are several men who look like him who come to see the women. It's easy to blend in, mon amour," Thomas concludes and Ruby laughs.
-You said you didn't know French.
-I didn't say I didn't know French. I said I wasn't fluent.
Thomas and Ruby sat at the bar and talked about random things until the target arrived. The agent appeared at the door with a silver suitcase just as Eleanor had described in the message. Ruby swallowed and looked at Thomas. He looked discreetly at the black-skinned man. 聽The agent called one of the half-naked girls who were at the entrance, and they directed him behind a black curtain. 聽Thomas and Ruby then decided to stay closer to this curtain where it led to a corridor full of small private rooms. The two agents sat down on a red leather couch and watched the room to make sure nothing got out of control. Minutes pass until a loud bang echoes through the place, causing people to scream because of the fright. The sensual music that was playing stops and the sound of a gun is played once again.
Holland was right, when it came to Naiomi, peace was lost and danger and worry started to become a part of his life.
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@nocompassionformypoornerves corrected me in stating we do indeed have a trio of Tom's in the Marvel movies. Not only do they all share the same first name, they also share the same initials. If Tom Hanks would join marvel the group would be complete.
Tom Hardy (Eddie Brock/Venom)
Tom Hiddleston (Loki Laufeyson/Loki)
Tom Holland (Peter Parker/Spiderman)
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nkp1981a day ago
Tom H. (Loki) June 9
Tom H. (Venom) September 24
Tom H. (Spider-man) December 17
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harryssxnflwra day ago
fic idea that i most likely will write in these two days i dont have nothing to do (also i got the idea from a post that im gonna find and edit into this) .. On your 18th birthday the initials of your soulmate is written on your wrist. the main character is a senior in highschool and the love interest is her ex boy bestfriend who has a gf that do not like her. on the main character鈥檚 birthday she notices the initials on her wrist is of her ex bestfriend....
I really really want to write this but if I dont I鈥檒l request it on one of my favorite writers account and then edit this post with the link of it.
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bethanyjade772 days ago
I always cry at weddings - Tom Holland part 1
Masterlist / Requests / Taglist
Warnings: Swearing, a whole lot of fluff.聽
There will be a part two for this, I just need to actually write it.
Word count: 1.8k
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A tear rolled down your cheek while your best friend recited her vows, she truly looked beautiful draped in white. Wedding鈥檚 always made you cry. Being a hopeless romantic was a blessing and a curse.
鈥淵ou may now kiss the bride.鈥
Zack, her new husband and your other best friend, united their lips with a kiss full of devotion and promises. They beamed up at each other, and the sight made you cry once again. A love like that was all you wanted, someone who loved all your quirks and imperfections. Someone to love you for you. But you were unlucky in the romance area, to put it simply. You didn鈥檛 know if it was your taste in men, or just the men you attract, but your relationships were more like a horror movie than a romantic one.锘
A nudge on your shoulder made you turn around, and your jaw almost hung open when your eyes connected with Tom Holland鈥檚. As in, the super-successful actor who plays spiderman, Tom Holland. Why did no one tell you fucking spiderman was going to be here, sitting right behind you? You were suddenly convinced that you were dreaming, or that the shots you took while getting ready had hit you a little too hard.
鈥淗ere, don鈥檛 want you ruining your makeup.鈥 He chuckled and passed you a tissue. You blinked, quickly collecting yourself and accepting the tissue.
鈥淭hank you. I always cry at weddings.鈥 You smiled, dabbing your eyes gently. He returned your smile, and you turned back to the ceremony.
On the outside you seemed cool and collected, but inside, you were screaming and freaking out like a teenage fangirl. You mentally praised yourself for acting like a normal human before standing up along with everyone else. It was time for the reception, and you were going to leave straight after grilling your best friend on the superhero situation.
When most people had filtered out, you pushed through the remaining crowd to find the bride and groom so you could chew their asses out. They stood at the back of the room, looking all loved up as they stared into the others鈥 eyes. Zack noticed you approaching and smirked at your angry expression, already guessing what it was for.
鈥淲hich one of you invited spiderman and decided not to warn me? He gave me a tissue, and I had to pretend to be calm. Do you two fuckers know how hard that was?!鈥 You whisper shouted, trying to act angry, but humour laced your words. A loud laugh came from your best friend, and she turned to her new husband.
鈥淚 told you she鈥檇 freak out.鈥 She chuckled before turning to you, 鈥淗e鈥檚 like a half cousin on his dad鈥檚 side or something.鈥
鈥淚 hate you both.鈥 You grumbled, crossing your arms over your chest like a toddler.
Zack threw an arm over your shoulder. 鈥淣o you don鈥檛, you love us, that鈥檚 why you were crying in the first place. Now let鈥檚 go get this reception out the way so me and my love can consummate the marriage.鈥
You scrunched up your nose at the thought, but chuckled along with them as you exited the church.
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Who the hell decided that champagne should be the main drink of weddings? You were three glasses in, and every time you took a sip, you had to resist the urge to spit it out and wipe your tongue. That鈥檚 why you were power walking to the bar, ready to drink anything but that foul liquid.
鈥淛ust get me something that鈥檚 strong and not champagne.鈥 You said, slamming your card down on the bar. A chuckle came from behind you, and you spun on the seat to find Tom, again.
鈥淣ot a fan of the champagne?鈥 He asked, leaning against the bar while he ran his fingers through his hair. God, he was hot, and he knew it.
You scrunched your nose and shook your head, 鈥淚鈥檇 rather drink a gallon of petrol over another glass of that stuff.鈥
Tom chuckled again and waved the bartender over.
鈥淚鈥檒l have a whiskey, and put her drink on my tab too, don鈥檛 want her drinking from a car.鈥 He winked at you before taking the seat on your right.
Your stomach started doing backflips, and you thanked god that you weren鈥檛 blushing over the wink.
鈥淚 can pay for my own drinks, you know?鈥 You raised an eyebrow, giving a thanks to the bartender who passed you your drink.
Tom tilted his head and swirled his glass in the light before looking back at you.
鈥淚鈥檓 sure you can, but I can buy both our drinks. A pretty girl shouldn鈥檛 have to pay for herself, anyway.鈥 He shrugged, a cocky smirk on his lips when a blush formed on your cheeks. You quickly recovered and tapped your fingers on the table.
鈥淥h, I see. Marvel pays well, huh?鈥
Tom鈥檚 head snapped to you, and he scanned your face slowly before opening his mouth.
He coughed, 鈥淵ou, erm, know who I am?鈥
鈥淒arling, you鈥檙e spiderman. I think everyone knows who you are.鈥 You hummed, taking a sip from the glass. 鈥淏esides, I鈥檓 a marvel fan. More of a cap girl though, no offence.鈥
His shoulders relaxed and he let out a relieved laugh, grateful that you weren鈥檛 treating him differently. It was rare for him to find someone who would have a normal conversation with him and not treat him like a celebrity. He put his glass down to shift towards you.
鈥淲hat has cap got that I haven鈥檛?鈥 He questioned and noted the mischievous glint that appeared in your eye.
鈥淢uscles, a shield, he鈥檚 worthy, did I mention muscl-鈥
Tom cut you off by waving his arms around, 鈥淚 have muscles!鈥
You looked him up and down, biting back the laugh that was threatening to escape.
鈥淗m, but your muscles have nothing on Cap.鈥 You smirked, making him shake his head with a smile.
鈥淵ou鈥檝e well and truly humbled me, love.鈥 He chuckled, taking a sip of his drink while you bit your lip at the nickname.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 what I鈥檓 here for.鈥 You replied with a wink.
The sound of chairs scraping cut off your conversation, and everyone gathered around the dance floor. It was time for the first dance, and you could already feel yourself getting emotional. Bloody weddings.
The both of you stood up, making your way over to the floor together. As soon as you saw your best friend put her arms around her husband, tears pooled in your eyes again. And by the time they started dancing, the tears were falling down your cheeks. A genuine smile played on Tom鈥檚 lips, he thought you crying over every little wedding thing was adorable. He quickly put another tissue in your hand and you nodded a thank you, dabbing your eyes dry for the hundredth time that day. A small squeal left your lips while you clapped at the end of the dance, but a frown took over your features when your best friend winked at you as her eyes flicked between you and Tom.
鈥淚 want every single person on the dancefloor, so find a partner. You can鈥檛 say no because it鈥檚 my wedding bitches!鈥 She shouted, making the room laugh. You gave her a death glare, that girl knew exactly what she was doing.
Tom cleared his throat, 鈥淪o, erm, wanna dance?鈥
You gave him a shy smile as you took his outstretched arm, his touch sending tingles down your body.
鈥淲ell, since Chris Evans isn鈥檛 here, I guess you鈥檒l have to do.鈥 You smirked, making him roll his eyes as he led you onto the floor.
It was at this moment the alcohol hit you hard, and you tripped over thin air. Tom was quick to catch you, and wore a massive grin as you crashed into his chest. His arms snaked around your waist and you looped yours over his neck. A song you didn鈥檛 recognise started playing, and he leaned down to your ear.
鈥淎lready falling for me, darling?鈥 His breath fanned over your neck, making your breath hitch. You composed yourself quickly and leaned out of his chest, feigning disgust.
鈥淵ou wish, Holland.鈥澛狅豢
He chuckled and pulled you closer to him, swaying from side to side.
The two of you didn鈥檛 realise how long you鈥檇 been dancing until the DJ called the last song, and you both looked around at the half empty room in confusion. You had been in your own little world all night, rocking back and forth with Tom while making casual conversation. Music played over the speakers, and he chuckled at the song that played. Michael Bubl茅鈥檚 voice filled the venue, singing 鈥楲ove at First Sight鈥.
I鈥檓 making this one special evening锘.
Tom smirked into your hair, 鈥淚 think the universe is sending us a sign.鈥
Taking a chance in my life.
鈥淚s it now?鈥 You remarked, raising an eyebrow at the man.
Hoping you feel the same way as I do tonight.
Your bodies effortlessly moved with the music, almost like you鈥檇 been dancing together for years.
Just try and look into my eyes.
Honey brown eyes gazed into yours as you swayed, and an emotion you couldn鈥檛 place swirled in his irises. The bride and groom watched you from the side of the dance floor, giving each other a knowing look. It may be their wedding day, but it was also the perfect opportunity to play cupid for their love lacking friend, and it seemed they had succeeded.
The first time I saw you,
I knew love at first sight must be true, so true, oh so true.
The song ended, not that you and Tom noticed until the DJ started packing up his equipment. Your eyes snapped up to him, heat spreading over your cheeks under his stare.
鈥淵ep, it鈥檚 one hundred per cent a sign.鈥 He hummed, pulling away to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. 鈥淪o, can I get your number?鈥
You shook your head with a cheeky smile, making him groan and roll his eyes.
鈥淚f that was really a sign, then I鈥檓 sure the universe will help you find me again.鈥 A surge of confidence shot through you, and you leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. 鈥淏ye, Holland.鈥
He placed a hand to the cheek that you kissed with a giddy smile, eyes dazed like a love-struck teenager. Luckily, he snapped out of it before you could exit out of the main doors.
鈥淲ait, what鈥檚 your last name?!鈥 He shouted, earning funny looks from the few guests that remained, not that he cared.
鈥淎sk the universe!鈥 You shouted back, giggling as you spun around.
A smirk rose on his face at your antics, they just made him want to get to know you more. 鈥淚 will find you, love.鈥
You peeked your head around the door, and blew him a kiss.
鈥淵ou better!鈥
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Permanent Taglist: @elizabeth228 @bi-lmg鈥
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liberty-barnes2 days ago
Arrest Record Day
Blurb related to The Jar Series
Mob Boss!Tom Holland x Single Mom!Reader
Summary: A look into our favorite family a few years down the line.
Warnings: swearing lmao, mentions of violence (but it鈥檚 for a good cause), Holland fam shenanigans
Word Count:聽1.6k
Estimated Reading Time:聽8 minutes
A/N:聽did ya miss me? did you miss this series? yeah me too
Main Masterlist || Series Masterlist
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She looked up from her bruised knuckles, hearing the deputy鈥檚 heavy footsteps coming her way. From her estimations, she鈥檚 been here for about four hours, meaning that it鈥檚 a little after five. But then again, with how dark these godforsaken cells are, it鈥檚 possible that she鈥檚 wrong.聽
Unlikely, but possible nonetheless.
Officer High Cholesterol somehow managed to unlock the door without dropping his family-sized bag of chips and she cringed at the greasy fingerprints left on the bars.
鈥淵ou know, you should really think about eating healthier. I can give you my nutritionist鈥檚 number, she鈥檚 great. Made my transition from meat-loving sociopath to vegetarian sociopath seamless.鈥
鈥淓nough with the sass, Holland, you鈥檙e lucky someone came for you at all. If it were up to me, you鈥檇 be rotting in a place much worse than this.鈥
Her black platform boots echoed in the empty hallways and she focused on keeping a cocky smirk on her face. As long as she feels confident, she鈥檒l be able to ignore the fear creeping up her spine. Fake it till you make it.
She could hear her father鈥檚 voice the closer she got to the entrance, and she straightened her back unconsciously.聽
鈥淭hanks for calling me, Anthony, I really appreciate it.鈥
The aforementioned Captain clapped him on the back.
鈥淣o problem, just鈥 maybe try to keep an eye on her? It鈥檚 the fifth time in a month.鈥
Her father sighed and threw her an exasperated look.
鈥淚鈥檒l try.鈥
He motioned for her to follow him and she complied, saluting Captain Mackie on her way out, the chains in her shorts rattling at her every step.
They got into her father鈥檚 Audi R8 without speaking a single word.
鈥淒id you like your mugshot this time?鈥
She nodded.聽
鈥淚 think the bat-winged liner looks much better honestly, and I made sure to switch to my matte lipstick while in the car, that way the flash doesn鈥檛 ruin it.鈥
He looked her up and down.
鈥淲hen did you buy the shirt?鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 called a corset top, Dad, and there was a sale last weekend so I bought a whole bunch of them.鈥
Plus, it looked great with the new shorts and thigh strap combo she had going on. The fishnets really gave it the finishing look, though.
He weaved through the city flawlessly, going way over the speed limit, not that anyone would care. One look at the license plates and they鈥檇 back off.
鈥淲hat happened this time?鈥
She took a piece of gum from the glove compartment.
鈥淪ome misogynistic prick got handsy with a waitress at lunch, so I punched him.鈥
He lifted a brow.
鈥淢ultiple times.鈥
The brow stayed up.
鈥淎nd kicked him in the balls.鈥
Still up.
鈥淎nd then broke a chair on his back when he tried to touch me. But in my defence, they seemed easily breakable and I wanted to test that theory.鈥
鈥淥ne hit and they鈥檙e firewood.鈥
He nodded in satisfaction.
鈥淲e鈥檙e picking up Luna from her piano lesson, then Gabe from art class, and that should mean that we鈥檒l get to the studio right as Ollie鈥檚 about to finish.鈥
She groaned.聽
鈥淚 should really start to plan arrests around my lessons, I鈥檒l get thrown out of ballet school if I keep missing so much.鈥
鈥淥rganisation is a key skill to have.鈥
She took the spare charger out of her backpack, plugging it into the car so her phone could come back to life.
鈥淚s everyone else already at home?鈥
Her father smirked.
鈥淭hey always are. What鈥檚 the rush on your phone, Angel? Someone you wanna talk to?鈥
She squinted her eyes at him.
鈥淢aybe so.鈥
He pulled into the music school鈥檚 parking lot, waiting for the ten-year-old menace to come out to the car.
鈥淲ho鈥檙e you talking to?鈥
鈥淲hy do you care?鈥
鈥淚 always care. Now answer.鈥
She rolled her eyes.
鈥淛ust a new girl from school.鈥
He hummed.
鈥淕o on.鈥
She made a face at her sister once she was close enough to peer into the car.
鈥淗er name鈥檚 Claire, she just moved here from France cause her dad鈥檚 British and he decided to move back here after the divorce. She鈥檚 a bit shy, so I鈥檓 hanging out with her, so she鈥檚 not alone.鈥
He hummed and stretched enough for Luna to kiss his cheek, settling into the back seat.
鈥淥h, is she telling you about the new student who she totally has a crush on but refuses to admit? She has a French accent. Mills loves french accents.鈥
Millie stretched her arm into the backseat and slapped her hand over her sister鈥檚 mouth.
鈥淪hut up you menace, I do not.鈥
Tom reminded Luna to put on her seatbelt and took off towards the art school.
鈥淪o, Claire, is it?鈥
鈥淲e鈥檙e not doing this.鈥
She turned up the volume on the radio, the playlist affectionately dubbed 鈥楽oundtrack to Millie鈥檚 arrests鈥.
鈥淚s she pretty?鈥
鈥淢ills, you have to stop getting arrested during ballet hours!鈥
鈥淕ood morning to you too, Oliver dear.鈥
鈥淗i Dad, but seriously, I can鈥檛 deal with those people all by myself. That Hannah girl told me I looked 鈥榮uper strong鈥 today and kept shoving her boobs in my face. Is it not clear that I鈥檓 gay? Do my mannerisms, ogling the hot teacher, and rainbow fucking everything not make it clear?鈥
She snorted.
鈥淧lease, that girl couldn鈥檛 see rejection if it hit her in the face.鈥
He nodded.
鈥淲hich is exactly why I need you in that room with me to do your scary glare thing and keep the vultures away.鈥
鈥淚鈥檒l make sure to only get arrested on Tuesdays, Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, then.鈥
Her dad shook his head.
鈥淣ot Sundays, your grandma won鈥檛 be happy if you miss Family Day.鈥
鈥淣ot Sundays then. Oh, stop there, I wanna get some flowers for Mom. And Grandma. And Aunt Noa. And Aunt Elysia. And Lizzie and Chris for getting me out. We should send Mackie a fruit basket.鈥
鈥淛ust buy the whole flower shop, it鈥檒l be easier.鈥
鈥淪hut up, Luna.鈥
鈥淲e鈥檙e back! She鈥檚 alive but smells like sweat and crimes, so if you could postpone the speech until after she showers, I鈥檇 be appreciative of it, please and thank you.鈥
Millie glared at her cousin.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 smell.鈥
Gabriel stuck his tongue at her and curled up next to Noa on the couch. Forever a mommy鈥檚 boy, that one.
She looked over at you, sitting calmly on the couch. The rest of her family was spread around the living room.
No one said a word, and the way she was getting stared at was kind of unsettling.
鈥淲hat happened this time, Rosie?鈥
Although your voice was calm, she knew better.
鈥淪o, you know how on Wednesdays I go get lunch at Marinella鈥檚 to get a reprieve from my schoolmates?鈥
She decided not to mention that she took Claire with her. It鈥檚 not like it mattered much since her new friend didn鈥檛 get into trouble.
鈥淪o there was this one guy, absolutely disgusting, just screamed 鈥榗orporate asshole鈥 - sorry, Nana - with everything he did, putting down the staff and all. But since I remembered you telling me not to get into any trouble, I stayed quiet at my table.鈥
You lifted a brow and she shrugged.
鈥淲ell, tried to, at the very least. But then when Alayna was serving him his drink, Director Small Dick - sorry, Nana - decided that it would be a good idea to put his hand on her bum.鈥
You took a sharp breath in, fire in your eyes. Yup, she鈥檚 definitely not gonna get into trouble now. Millie 1, police department 0.
鈥淪o, obviously I did the sensible thing and broke his hand. And nose. Then kicked him in the balls when he tried to make a grab at me. Then broke a chair on his back cause I wanted to see how easy it would be.鈥
鈥淪imple and fun, kinda wanna do it again.鈥
You nodded at her.
鈥淕ood job, sweetie. Did you apologise to Claire for having to cut your date short?鈥
She spluttered while her family 鈥榦oh-ed鈥 at her.
鈥淣ot a date.鈥
鈥淢hm. That鈥檚 what I said every time your dad came over for movie night and look where it got me.鈥
She pouted and grumbled about it being totally different situations but it seemed that no one was listening to it, choosing instead to sing an abhorrently off-key version of 鈥楰iss The Girl鈥.
鈥淏ut anyway! Pumpkin, this is a celebration!鈥
Okay, what?
The lights suddenly went off and her Uncle Sam came into the room, carrying a big cake - chocolate, her favourite - lit up with candles spelling 369.
鈥淗appy Arrest Record Day to you, happy Arrest Record Day to you, happy Arrest Record Day, dear Millie! Happy Arrest Record day to you!鈥
She blew out the candles to the sound of her family鈥檚 cheers.
鈥淲ell, it鈥檚 official kiddo, you鈥檝e taken my crown for the most arrests before age 18. Congratulations, you鈥檝e cost your Dad a ton of bribing money!鈥
She smiled at her Uncle Harry, glad to take on the mantel as the family鈥檚 biggest troublemakers.
鈥淗ow are you feeling about it?鈥澛
鈥淪ad. Always sad. I鈥檝e lost yet another record to you.鈥
She vividly remembered the day she first managed to shoot an entire round perfectly at the centre of the practice sheet. It was on her fourteenth birthday, a whole year and a half younger than Harry had been.
鈥淟ook on the bright side: I鈥檓 never gonna steal your title of the highest amount of stupid things done to impress one person.鈥
He grumbled something about 鈥榮narky kids鈥, but she was too busy eyeing the cake to notice.聽
All in all, just another day at the Holland house. No more drama for today, that鈥檚 for sure.
鈥淎unt (Y/n)! Millie鈥檚 backpack鈥檚 ripped again!鈥
She just had to jinx it, didn鈥檛 she?
鈥淢illicent Rose Holland!鈥
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oh how i missed them. ngl, the first version of this somehow turned into the beginning of a series, completely accidentally, but i managed to put my foot down and say NO MORE SERIES
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i鈥檒l get to it eventually
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-Love, Miah <3
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marvelgurl2 days ago
Off-Limits: Part 9
Characters: Tom Holland X Reader Osterfield, Harrison Osterfield, Holland boys (mentioned), Dr. Riley Cotter (OC)
Word Count: 4780
Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Therapy, Mild Anxiety/ Panic Attack
A/n: Sorry there was no update on this series last week, Life decided to be a bitch and get in the way.聽
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You don鈥檛 know how long you were standing in the middle of this giant hug but when it was over, it seemed like it was too soon. After everything that has happened the last couple months, there was this sense of peace that finally came over you. Now you were going to work hard to keep it like this. You know it鈥檚 going to be an up-hill battle, but you know that you have an amazing support system behind you.
鈥淗ey, what are you thinking about?鈥 Tom鈥檚 voice brought you out of your thought.
鈥淛ust how lucky I am to have all of you. I鈥檓 starting to realize that I can鈥檛 do this on my own. I have built up so many walls around myself that I need to learn to break them down to let the people that I care about most back in.鈥 You looked down at your feet, you didn鈥檛 want to see the reactions on their faces.
鈥淲e are all here for you Y/n. No matter what, we will help you in any way that we can.鈥 He pulled you into him and kissed the side of your head.
Not being able to trust your voice, you just smiled. You leaned into Tom resting your head on his shoulder. It was getting late, and you guys have had a long day. Harrison could see that you were tired.
鈥淵/n I think it鈥檚 time to go. You look like you are about to pass out right here.鈥 He let out a small chuckle.
鈥淥kay.鈥 you let out a yawn. 鈥淕oodnight guys.鈥
鈥淕oodnight Y/n.鈥 The boys said in unison.
鈥淕oodnight Darling.鈥 Tom gave you one last hug before letting you go with Harrison.
鈥淕oodnight Tom.鈥 You walked to the car with Harrison. Tom didn鈥檛 go back inside until your car was out of sight.
You started falling asleep on the drive back to your flat. After Harrison parked the car, he came around to get you out. You stopped him from trying to pick you up, you got out of the car and wrapped an arm around him for support. Once you had gotten into your flat you let go of him and turned to him.
鈥淚 have a surprise for you.鈥 You gave him a sleepy smile.
鈥淚鈥檓 sure it can wait until morning Y/n.鈥 he chuckled.
鈥淣o, it can鈥檛. Follow me.鈥
You turned and pointed down the hall. You dramatically walked like Gollum towards the spare room. This caused Harrison to double over in a laughing fit, but that also didn鈥檛 stop him from pulling out his phone to record you. You were currently using the spare room as an office, but you wanted Harrison to feel more at home. You also didn鈥檛 want him to have to sleep on the couch anymore while he is here. Once outside the door, you were still in a crouching stance. You reached up to the doorknob before looking up to him with a scrunched-up face.
鈥淎re you ready Harrison?鈥 You said in your best Gollum voice.
鈥淎bsolutely not, but I am loving this.鈥 He gestured to all of you. 鈥淔or someone who was dead tired less than a minute ago, you sure have a burst of energy.鈥
鈥淲ell, I am just excited.鈥 You stood up and started talking normally. 鈥淚 just wanted to do a little something for you. You have done so much for me, that I want to return the favor.鈥
鈥淵ou didn鈥檛 have to do anything for me. You鈥檙e my sister I would do anything for you.鈥
鈥淓xactly! I鈥檓 your sister and I would do anything for you too.鈥 You moved back to the door and opened it. 鈥淐ome on, go in.鈥 You gestured for him to walk in.
Harrison hesitantly walked around you into the room. You had gotten him the full set up, a queen size bed, nightstands, dresser and a television. Even after he wasn鈥檛 staying with you anymore you would have a full guest room/ office.
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鈥淥h my鈥︹ Harrison was speechless. 鈥淲hen did you鈥? How did you鈥?鈥 He was walking around the room in awe.
鈥淲ell, it wasn鈥檛 easy I can tell you that much.鈥 You said as you slightly sat on your desk. 鈥淚 had to do it over a few days. Do you remember when you had to leave to help Tom with movie stuff for a few days?鈥
鈥淵eah, you did this when I left you?鈥
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 do most of it.鈥 You lifted up your hand, it was almost fully healed now. 鈥淚 had a lot of help, I did more of the decorating part. So, I hope you like it.鈥
鈥淟ike it? I love it.鈥 He came over and hugged you. 鈥淚 may never go back to mum鈥檚.鈥
鈥淲oah let鈥檚 not get too caried away here. As much as I love you, that鈥檚 going to be a firm no.鈥
鈥淥h, come on, you don鈥檛 want to live with your favorite brother?鈥
鈥淗az you are my only brother.鈥
鈥淭hen by default your favorite.鈥 He had a big grin on his face.
鈥淚 am so not awake enough for this anymore.鈥 You gave him a pat on the shoulder before heading towards the door. 鈥淕oodnight Haz.鈥
鈥淭hank you for this Y/n. Goodnight.鈥 You walked to your room for some much-needed sleep.
The next morning, you were up earlier than Harrison, so you decided to make breakfast for the both of you. You grabbed two plates and mugs, setting them on the island for when you were ready for them. You made a quick breakfast of bacon, eggs and hash browns before starting on making the tea. When you were almost done Harrison came out of his room, his hair was all over the place. You couldn鈥檛 help but smile.
鈥淲ow鈥 You look amazing.鈥 You were trying to hold in your laughter.
鈥淲ell thank you.鈥 He attempted to fix his hair but only made it worse. 鈥淭hat bed is amazing. It鈥檚 better than the one I have at home.鈥
鈥淲ell, I鈥檓 glad you like it.鈥
You put food onto the plates for the two of you. Then you handed him his cup of tea. You both sat down to eat. Harrison could tell there was something on your mind, just by the look on your face he knew.
鈥淲hat do you have planned for today?鈥
鈥淯mm鈥 I was able to find a therapist. I figured that it鈥檚 time that I try to deal with things like an adult.鈥 You were just pushing your food around at this point. You ate a fair amount but all of a sudden you weren鈥檛 hungry. 鈥淚 umm... was wondering if you could maybe鈥︹
鈥淕o with you?鈥 You didn鈥檛 look at him, just nodded. 鈥淵es, I will go with you.鈥
鈥淩eally?鈥 You finally looked over to him, with a shocked look in your face.
鈥淒on鈥檛 act so surprised.鈥 He gently pushed your arm. 鈥淚 would do anything for you. You know that, right?
聽You had decided that you should take the doctor鈥檚 advice and go to see a therapist. In all honesty you didn鈥檛 think it was going to help. You were going to give it a chance though. You had found one close enough to your flat that you could walk to, his name is Dr. Riley Cotter. Today was your first meeting with him, and you were nervous. You had initially asked Harrison to come with you instead of Tom because there are things in your past that you just needed to keep quiet, and right now you were kind of wishing you hadn鈥檛 asked Harrison to come.
You and Harrison were standing outside of his office. Your appointment was in a few minutes, but you couldn鈥檛 bring yourself to go inside.
鈥淎re you okay?鈥 Harrison noticed you shaking.
鈥淚鈥 I don鈥檛 know if I can do this.鈥 You started rubbing your hands together, in an attempt to try and steady them.
鈥淗ow about we sit here until you鈥檙e supposed to go in, then if you don鈥檛 think you can, we will go back home. Okay?鈥
鈥淵eah, let鈥檚 do that.鈥
The both of you sat down on a bench outside, Harrison wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close to him. You sat there for a few minutes before you heard the door to the building open. You looked up to see a man standing in the doorway. He looked over to you and Harrison with a smile.
鈥淚鈥檓 guessing putting a bench in was a smart idea.鈥
鈥淵eah, sorry I just needed a few minutes to calm my nerves.鈥 You said as you stood up, pulling on the sleeves of your jumper.
鈥淭hat is completely fine. Take your time. I鈥檓 here when you鈥檙e ready.鈥 He gave you a reassuring smile.
鈥淚 think I鈥檓 ready.鈥 You looked to Harrison who stood up.
鈥淵/n.鈥 You looked back up to the man. 鈥淔or the first couple of sessions, I don鈥檛 allow my clients to bring other people in. I just want you to be able to talk freely. I want you to feel like you can say certain things and you can鈥檛 do that with someone else here.鈥
鈥淥h鈥 Okay.鈥
Harrison gave you a look as to ask if you were okay. You just nodded your head and walked to the door where Dr. Cotter was standing. Once inside, the building had an open concept. It was wide open; it didn鈥檛 feel like what you thought a therapist鈥檚 office would feel or look like. It looked as if you were just walking into someone鈥檚 home. You were looking around for a while, just scoping out the place.
You looked over to where Dr. Cotter is standing. There were a few different places to sit. Over to the left side there was a large couch with a few matching chairs around a coffee table. Off to the right by a large window was a table with a couple of chairs.
鈥淭his doesn鈥檛 feel like a therapists office.鈥 You gestured to your surroundings.
鈥淚 know. I wanted to make my office different. I get a lot of clients in here that absolutely hated the whole stereotypical, leather couch and single chair with a wall of books behind it. I do still have that, but I want my clients to feel like this is a safe place for them to come in and be themselves. I want them to be able to talk freely, and the environment plays a role in that. That鈥檚 why I have different areas. So, any place in particular you want to sit?鈥 He stood there explaining with his hands behind his back but gestured with one hand when asking you were to sit.
鈥淚 guess the couch is fine.鈥 No matter where you sat down, you were still going to be nervous.
鈥淥kay, just let me grab a few things and we will get started. Would you like some tea or water?鈥
鈥淭ea please.鈥
He walked over to a small kitchenette, putting a kettle on to boil. He grabbed out three cups, one of which was a to go cup. You were confused for a minute. He made the tea in the disposable cup first and walked outside, you guessed he gave it to Harrison. That made you smile; he was out there for a little while. Once he came back inside, he went into another room, coming back he had a couple of things in his hands. He came over to you and handed you a notebook, he set down his notepad and pen before going to get the tea.
鈥淭hank you.鈥 He handed you your tea and sat down in one of the chairs.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e welcome.鈥 He gave you a smile, then picked up his notepad. 鈥淪o, let鈥檚 get started, shall we? I鈥檓 not going to pressure you into telling me anything. Like I said earlier this is supposed to be a safe space for you. When you are ready you can tell me as much or as little as you want. I will be writing down notes, one of the few things that will never change when it comes to therapy.鈥
鈥淥kay. I鈥 I don鈥檛 know where to start.鈥 Once again you started shaking, you wrapped your arms around yourself to try and calm down.
鈥淟et me just say this. You can quickly lose yourself because you鈥檙e silent about things. Everyone thinks that their world is crumbling around them, but when you talk to someone about what you鈥檙e going through that鈥檚 when you realize that you are not alone in this.鈥
鈥淲ell, if that鈥檚 the case. I lost myself a long time ago.鈥 You took in a deep breath, before letting it all out. It was time to start getting things off of your chest. 鈥淚 guess that happened when I thought that jumping into a relationship was the best thing I could do. Boy, was I wrong.鈥 You let out a small chuckle.
鈥淲hy do you say that?鈥 His brows furrowed together, in a curious fashion and not a critical way.
鈥淲ell, back then I was trying to run from my own feelings. I have been in love with a guy that I have known forever. I didn鈥檛 want to face my feelings for him. I ended up trying to get over him by dating the wrong guy. All though I didn鈥檛 know that at the time. He was so sweet to me in the beginning, I was an idiot to think that it was real. It was one of those too good to be true situations. I knew it was, but I stayed with him. After about a year, it was like a switch flipped in his brain. I didn鈥檛 know what I did but shit hit the fan.鈥
You needed to take a breath before you could keep talking about this. When you told Harrison and Tom 鈥渆verything鈥 it wasn鈥檛 exactly everything. You didn鈥檛 really want to face this right now. You just wanted to get up and leave. You may have also looked towards the windows and door for an escape. Dr. Cotter could see it too.
鈥淵/n, you don鈥檛 have to keep going. I can see the gears turning in your head. I can see that this is making you uncomfortable to the point that you are about to bolt out the door.鈥 He leaned closer to you to look you directly in the eyes. 鈥淭herapy isn鈥檛 a sprint that you have to get done in one day. It is going to take you a long time to deal with any issue. Even the ones you think are small, they can bring up so many emotions for you. Let me ask you this. Have you tried explaining any of this to anyone that you are close too?鈥
鈥淚 did, but I didn鈥檛 tell them everything. Faking a smile is so much easier than explaining why I鈥檓 sad and broken.鈥 You looked down at your hands before moving onto something else. 鈥淣obody knows how depressed I truly am. Or how alone I really feel. It鈥檚 so hard being your own best friend when you secretly hate yourself more and more as the time passes.鈥 Tears had formed in your eyes; you were trying to hold them back.
鈥淲hy do you think you are broken?鈥
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know how to explain the reason I feel this way, I just do. I know I have so many issues and problems that I have to deal with. My brain is so messed up from the shit I have gone through. I can tell you right now that I don鈥檛 think that you can help me, I feel like I鈥檓 too far gone.鈥 You got up and started pacing. You raked your fingers through your hair. 鈥淚 just hate feeling like this, I hate that I have put myself in a position where I can say or do one wrong thing and I鈥檓 on my own. I know that the people in my life say they will be there for me no matter what, but I have a hard time believing them.鈥
鈥淣o one is too far gone. We just have to help you to learn see that.鈥 He just looked up at you for a second, just searching your eyes. 鈥淣ot everyone in your life is going to leave you Y/n. You have to know that.鈥
鈥淗ow am I supposed to believe that? If I were them, I would have left me a long time ago, and not turned back. The thing is I just need one person, to never give up on me. Just one.鈥 You stopped to look at him, holding up one finger. 鈥淲ith the way I was going and still kind of am going, it鈥檚 only a matter of time before they see it too.鈥
鈥淚 can tell you that your brother Harrison.鈥 He pointed towards the door. 鈥淗e鈥檚 not going to leave you; he鈥檚 not going to give up on you. I know I only talked to him for a short amount of time, but he cares about you so much.鈥
You sat back down, putting your head into your hand. You were still trying to fight back the tears but so far you were fighting a losing battle.
鈥淗ere.鈥 You looked up to see him holding a tissue out for you. 鈥淚 think that you have done enough for today. Honestly, I didn鈥檛 think that you were going to tell me anything. Well not for a few sessions anyway.鈥
鈥淚 just need to start letting things out. I can鈥檛 keep them bottled up anymore.鈥
He picked up the notebook that he had handed to you earlier. 鈥淗ere鈥檚 a good place to start then.鈥
鈥淲hat is this for?鈥 You took the notebook from him.
鈥淭hat is for you. I would like you to write at least one thing a day. It could be a page, a paragraph, a sentence, a word, you could even draw a picture if you want. I just want you to do something. Most people don鈥檛 like expressing their feeling to others in the fear of getting hurt. You don鈥檛 have to show it to me if you don鈥檛 want to, but I would like you to at least try.鈥
鈥淚 will, and I鈥檓 sorry I was all over the place. It all kind of came out so fast.鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 apologize, I was able to keep up with you. I can tell that there is a lot of things that you need to get out, you just don鈥檛 know how. That鈥檚 why I am here to help you, and that鈥檚 another reason I give people these notebooks.鈥
You just smiled at him. Then the both of you just walked to the door. When you walked out Harrison was on the phone, but as soon as he saw you, he hung up.
鈥淗ey, is everything okay?鈥 He saw the redness in your eyes, and instantly pulled you into a hug.
鈥淵eah, I鈥檓 okay.鈥
He pulled back slightly, looking at you. You brought your hand up to wipe the few tears that had fallen out when Harrison hugged you. He took one hand off of you and waved to the Doctor, you did the same. As you walked back home, the both of you held onto the other. You needed this sense of comfort right now.
You walked in silence; you didn鈥檛 want to talk after that. You could tell Harrison had something on his mind though. Just by the way he kept looking at you. Once you finally got inside your flat you asked him about it.
鈥淗arrison?鈥 You leaned with your hands braced on the back of the couch.
鈥淵eah.鈥 He looked over too you.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 wrong?鈥
鈥淲hat are you talking about?鈥
鈥淗az, I have known you your entire life, I know all your little quirks. So, what鈥檚 going on?鈥 You crossed your arms and just looked at him.
鈥淲hile you were in with your therapist, I got a call from Tom.鈥 He was avoiding eye contact, so it wasn鈥檛 a simple phone call.
鈥淗e has to go to New York for a week or so to do reshoots, and he was wondering if I could go. He also doesn鈥檛 want to leave you alone. I don鈥檛 want to leave you here either.鈥
鈥淗az I will be fine without you for a week or even two. I think its time for me to start taking charge of my life again. I am doing better. Go with him to New York, I will be fine.鈥 You gave him a smile, a fake smile but a smile none the less.
鈥淎re you sure? I can tell him you鈥檙e not ready.鈥 You quickly cut him off.
鈥淗arrison, if you don鈥檛 go, I will personally kick your ass all the way to New York myself.鈥 You pulled out your phone and dialed Tom鈥檚 number.
鈥淲hat are you doing?鈥 You held up a finger to Harrison and mouthed 鈥淚鈥檓 on the phone鈥 before turning away.
鈥淗ello Darling.鈥
鈥淗ello Thomas.鈥
鈥淥h no, what did I do?鈥 You could hear a hint of fear in his voice.
鈥淵ou haven鈥檛 done anything, but what you are going to do is make sure Harrison gets on the plane to New York with you.鈥
There was a moment of silence between the two of you, while you waited for his response.
鈥淎re you sure love? I can ask Harry or Sam to come with me.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 fine, plus this week will be my first week back to work. So, I won鈥檛 even be here ninety percent of the time. I don鈥檛 need a babysitter; I have gotten better. if you feel so inclined to have someone here with me, you could always bring me Tessa.鈥 You had a real smile on your face now. You absolutely Love her.
鈥淎lright. I will let Tessa watch over you.鈥 You let out a squeal and did a small happy dance. 鈥淵ou have to promise me that you will let me know if something happens, or if you need me or Harrison to come back.鈥
鈥淚 promise but like I said I will be fine. I talk about Tessa all the time, everyone at the studio wants to meet her. Which means she won鈥檛 be stuck here; she will be with me all day. Plus having Tessa with me will make my week a lot brighter.鈥
鈥淚 know, you love her. I think she loves you more than she loves me though鈥︹ He paused for a few seconds. 鈥淢aybe its not a good idea for her to spend a week with you鈥︹
鈥淭homas Stanley Holland! Don鈥檛 you dare!鈥
鈥淚 have no idea what you鈥檙e implying.鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 you dare dangle Tessa cuddles in front of me just to take them away.鈥
鈥淚 would never do that to you.鈥
鈥淯mhm. When do you guys leave?鈥
鈥淭omorrow morning.鈥
鈥淥h wow, that鈥檚 so soon. Maybe you guys should just come over and stay the night here and I can take you to the airport tomorrow.鈥
鈥淭hat sounds like a good idea. I will be over there later. I still need to pack for myself and for Tessa.鈥
鈥淥kay, I will see you later.鈥
鈥淪ee you later Darling.鈥
You hang up the call. You look to Harrison with a smile on your face.
鈥淕o pack for your trip Haz.鈥
鈥淵eah yeah.鈥 He just waved you off as he walked to his room to pack.
A few hours later, Harrison is on the couch watching tv, while you are in the kitchen making dinner. You were making a quick caprese chicken in pasta, I was one of the many meals you learned while you were in the states. One of your friends was obsessed with food and cooking, so you asked him to show you some good recipes, which he gladly did. You had pulled out three plates just in case Tom hasn鈥檛 eaten by the time he gets there. You were just about done when you heard the knock on the door.
鈥淗arrison, will you get the door please?鈥
鈥淥n it.鈥 He got up quickly and went to the door.
The next thing you hear was the little nail taps on your hardwood floors. You knew it was Tessa. Which means any second you would hear Tom next.
鈥淗ello Love.鈥 He said as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.
鈥淲ell hello to you too.鈥 You were trying to focus on finishing dinner, but Tom wouldn鈥檛 let go. 鈥淭ooom, I need you to let go. I鈥檓 trying to get this done.鈥
鈥淣o.鈥 You could hear the pout in his voice. 鈥淚鈥檓 not going to be able to do this for a week, I have to do it as much as I can.鈥
You turned around in his arms. 鈥淚 promise if you let go, I will let you be as clingy as you want. I鈥檓 almost done.鈥
鈥淯gh鈥 Fine.鈥 He let go of you.
You turned back a round to finish. You moved the pan off the stove and started plating the food. Tom came in to help you take the plates to the table. You grabbed two beers and a bottled water, taking them to the table. You gave the boys the beers and kept the water. You were really trying to not drink as much. So far you have been successful.
After dinner you guys decided to watch a movie. You were slightly sitting/laying in the corner with your legs up on the couch, but as promised Tom was laying down with you. His head was on your chest, his arms wrapped around you. You were playing with his hair, making him slowly start to fall asleep. Harrison was sitting on the love seat with Tessa cuddled up next to him. You couldn鈥檛 help but smile, everything was perfect.
Once the movie was over Harrison got up to go to bed. You both said goodnight, Tessa came over to you, putting her face on the couch and looked up at you. You knew it was time for her to have a potty break, but when you tried to get up Tom鈥檚 grip tightened.
鈥淭om, I need to get up.鈥
鈥淣o. Too comfortable.鈥 He mumbled.
鈥淭essa needs to go out, then we can go to bed.鈥
鈥淥kay.鈥 He laid there for a few more seconds before getting up. He looks so tired.
鈥淭om, go lay down. I can take her out really quick.鈥
鈥淎re you sure? I can come.鈥 His eyes were still closed, while he was talking to you.
鈥淚鈥檓 sure. Go to bed, I will be there soon.鈥 You gave him a quick peck on the cheek before taking Tessa out.
When you came back in, you made sure Tessa had plenty of food and water out. Then the two of you made your way to your room, leaving the door open enough for her to come and go. You looked over to see that Tom had already passed out.
You looked to your desk to see the notebook for Dr. Cotter. You walked over and finally sat down to write in it, but you didn鈥檛 know what to write. You just sat there for a while staring at the blank page. When your pen finally moved, it was like as if someone else was controlling it.
I don鈥檛 know what to write in here. I know I should write my feelings but the feelings I am having right now, I know they are temporary.
I am happy that I have my brother, my boyfriend and my Tessa here. Tomorrow will be here soon to ruin it. Harrison and Tom will leave for New York. I will still have Tess, but I just feel like something is going to happen. I don鈥檛 know what it is, but I just have this pit in my stomach.
That鈥檚 just my life at this point though. The feeling of something is going to happen, just not knowing when. It鈥檚 one of the worst feelings in the world, but I don鈥檛 know how to stop it. That scares me so much.
You got up closing the notebook and turning to your bed. Tessa had already made herself at home on it, walking over you gave her a few head scratches. You got in and moved close to Tom, you gave him a kiss on the forehead. His arms instantly tried to find your waist, pulling you as close as he possibly could, eventually you were laying on his chest. You don鈥檛 know how long it took you to fall asleep, but the sound of Tom鈥檚 heartbeat was lulling you to sleep.
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Guns, Glamour and Goodfellas - Chapter 17
Chapter 17: Blood is Thicker than Water
Dad!Mob!Tom x Mom!Mob!Reader
-Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader, Rosie Holland x Henry Osterfield, Rosie Holland x Linus Perry
-Warnings: References to sex, language, typos, sad thoughts, attempted suicide, vomiting
-Words: 4.4K
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A/n: Thank you so mucg guys with all the live support. Finally done, yay, with part 1
Chapter 17: Blood is Thicker than Water
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Four years had passed and Rosie was the only one to stick around. Everything had changed. You and Tom were currently on your trip around the world. Traveling everywhere from Cuba to Greece. Taking in sights of the world.
Embarking on journey covering 3 continents and 10 countries so far. You had already visited the Taj Mahal in India, the Amalfi Coast for some sun, and Iceland just for the blue lagoon hot springs. You and Tom were having the time of your lives, it being the perfect distraction from everything back home.
Rosie was running the mob along with her new right hand and consigliere, Linus. Rosie had been taking on the mantle as the new leader of the Holland mob. Picking up where Parker left off. Trying to do him justice. Tom had helped her learn the ropes but she always had that fiery personality desired for a mob persona.
After four years, Rosie learned to embrace her grief instead of shoving it away, she began to visit Parker鈥檚 grave more and more. Tried to every week, but life got in the way. She would bring a new set of flowers to freshen up the old ones.
She knew today would be especially hard, every year it was impossible. Rosie could barely get through the day. Today was her 20th birthday, marking 4 years of celebrating without Parker.
Rosie and Henry鈥檚 relationship had grown into one full of misery. Trapped in a loveless relationship, but he was still her best friend. With just one look he would know what she was thinking.
Over the past couple years, Henry has been so obsessed with keeping her safe that it was driving her mad. Rosie understood that Henry didn鈥檛 want to lose her like he lost Parker, but Rosie ran a mob and danger followed her everywhere. They started drifting apart when everything happened with the Holland family, creating unfixable cracks in their foundation.
Lately, Rosie had been feeling someone watching her every move. Following her whenever she would be downtown. Feeling a presence she hasn鈥檛 felt in a while. Constantly shivering in fear, feeling as though she was observed. From then on, every move she made was calculated and thought out.
When Rosie first took on the mantle, she cleaned house. Eliminating those whose loyalty would always lie with Tom. Trying to affirm the fact that she was so much more than just Tom鈥檚 daughter. She had let William go and few others because she brought in Linus.
Even after starting her new regime, things have been a bit off, lately. She hasn鈥檛 been sleeping through the night. She鈥檇 jolt out of sleep, drenched in a cold sweat. Henry would be startled awake as well by her movement as move to comfort her.
鈥淩oo, you okay?鈥 Henry asked groggily, yawning a bit. Rosie gasping to catch her breath. Her dreams were supposed to be an escape but now they were doing more harm than good. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know. I keep having these dreams about Parker. Like he was trying to tell me something,鈥 Rosie said, gathering her bearings. It wasn鈥檛 everyday she was visited by her deceased twin brother. 鈥淔rom beyond the grave?鈥osie, he鈥檚 gone,鈥 Henry pondered. 鈥淚 know, I just can鈥檛 shake this feeling. That he is鈥 he鈥檚.鈥
鈥淲hat? Still alive? Honey, we buried him. You cried over him. If he was still alive don鈥檛 you think we would鈥檝e shown his face by now. Wilson and Carter are gone, they have been for awhile now,鈥 Henry explained, hoping it would bring her some solace. Henry wasn鈥檛 blind to the change in her demeanor, she did open up to him about being followed everywhere she went. 鈥淚 guess you鈥檙e right. But my dreams feel so real,鈥 Rosie whispered, lying back down. Ready to drift off into a deep sleep. One not tainted by the memory of Parker. 鈥淕o, back to sleep baby.鈥 Henry said, he knew they would be getting up in a few hours anyway. Tomorrow was a very big day. Henry knew he and Rosie had been drifting but he was all set to give her the best birthday ever.
Henry had bought tickets for you and Tom to fly in for her birthday and stay for awhile. This time of year was hard for all of you but it wasn鈥檛 fair to Rosie. The day that is supposed to be about her has always been shared but now no one dared acknowledge it. It was just a reminder of what had been lost.
鈥淕ood morning, beautiful. Happy birthday,鈥 Henry whispered, peppering her face in kisses as the morning sun shone through the curtains.
鈥淭hank you,鈥 Rosie sighed. Every year was a challenge. It got a little better every year but she knew she would never fully accept his absence.
鈥淲hat do you have planned today?鈥 Henry inquired, he was always one for big gestures. He absolutely hated that she no longer enjoyed her birthday.
As a kid she loved the idea of turning a year older, getting to grow up and getting loads of presents of course. You always made the priority of throwing the most perfect themed parties for Rosie and Parker. One year they had a pirate themed pool party with a treasure hunt and another a circus/carnival theme with fair games and a petting zoo. You loved going all out for their birthday. Just spoiling them in general.
Rosie and Parker, also Tom, can鈥檛 forget about him, made life worth living. You and Tom did everything for your kids, never wanting them to feel an ounce of sadness.
But the times had changed, you were no longer the mother to a son. It was just Rosie and you thanked God everyday that she was still there but your heart will forever be scarred.
Scars take forever to heal, sometimes never. There will never be a day when you don鈥檛 miss Parker or he doesn鈥檛 cross your mind. Everything you did from the moment he died was for him, in one way or another. You knew the grief would never stop but you hoped Rosie would one day be able to move on with life.
鈥淵ou know鈥︹ Rosie murmured. 鈥淥h yeah, say hi for me,鈥 Henry nodded along remembering Rosie was going to spend the day next to her better half, Parker.
Rosie proceeded to get dressed and ready for the day. She wore a tight grey dress showing off the perfect curves of her body. And a pair of black high heels to complete her power woman ensemble. 鈥淗enry, you aren鈥檛 throwing me a party right? I really don鈥檛 want one,鈥 Rosie inquired. Rosie would prefer to have all birthdays pass and wash away but she knew Henry wouldn鈥檛 allow that. At the most she would have a nice dinner with him and watch a movie.
鈥淵ou鈥檒l just wait to find out,鈥 Henry grinned cheekily. In reality he was throwing her surprise party to help her find the joy in her birthday again.
鈥淗enry seriously, not this year,鈥 Rosie announced. 鈥淚t鈥檚 never any year. You haven鈥檛 celebrated in 3 years. You need to get over this.鈥
鈥淕et over what? The death of my twin brother?鈥 Rosie asked, astounded at Henry鈥檚 previous statement. The nerve he had, wow.
鈥淩oo, I鈥檓 sorry,鈥 Henry tried to apologize but Rosie left in a huff.
鈥淭alk later, Linus is waiting for me,鈥 Rosie yelled, already walking out of the room. 鈥淟inus, you ready to go?鈥 Rosie said, as she found him drinking coffee in her kitchen. He sat at the bar, legs dangling off the chair as she came down. 鈥淵es, Roo,鈥 he said, a little out of breath from taking the awe of her beauty.
鈥淧lease don鈥檛 call me that around Henry鈥 What鈥檚 on the agenda?鈥 Rosie asked Linus as she poured herself her own cup of coffee.
鈥淲ell, Shaw owes you 3 million and the deadline you gave him expired,鈥 Linus explained, he knew Rosie hated having things held over her head. She would prefer to get them out of the way as soon as possible.
鈥淲ell then, let鈥檚 go pay him a visit. I could use a drink. Afterwards, can you drop me off at the cemetery?鈥 鈥淥f course, Roo,鈥 Linus said. Rosie huffed in response, rolling her eyes at the name. Linus loved to get a rise out of Rosie. Her remarks to his comments were just a sign of their playful banter.Rosie鈥檚 relationship with Linus was complicated. They were partners, most of the time.
Rosie had gone really dark over the past years. There were days where she refused to get out of bed. Sitting in bed wasting the entire day away. Henry would come home from work and try his best to comfort her but after Parker he was just as lost as her. They lived in the same house but not truly together. Not as lovers, maybe as roommates.
All Rosie could feel were thoughts of hopelessness, desolation, and misery. Never being able to find that light at the end of the tunnel. She didn鈥檛 deserve to find it, thinking she was the one who pushed you and Tom away. Blaming herself for Parker. All these feelings and Henry wasn鈥檛 there, too busy with his own life.
One day, Rosie had gotten real low. Couldn鈥檛 find a way out so she went to the gun room grabbed the closest pistol, a bottle of scotch, a glass and sat in Tom鈥檚 office. She rested on Tom鈥檚 chair trying to find the will to end it all. To point the pistol and pull the trigger.
It would be so easy, the flick of a finger. No more pain. She tried not to think about everything she was giving up. Never seeing you or Tom again, or Henry. Never loving him again, if they ever did manage to find their way back to each others arms. Never experiencing the things that made life worth living.
All her thoughts were halted as Linus barged in. He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the broken girl hold a gun unto her temple, its safety clicked off. The room was cold as an icy chill ran down his spine.
鈥淩osie, what are you doing!?!鈥 Linus thundered, trying to stop her before she pulled the trigger. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know. I think I鈥檓 trying to end it all,鈥 Rosie whispered as tears streamed down her face. Deep down she didn鈥檛 want to pull the trigger, she wasn鈥檛 ready to say goodbye.
鈥淓nd what all? Your life?鈥 Linus asked, trying to talk her off the metaphorical ledge. Something had to happen that pushed her to this point. Rosie had to be drowning and calling out for help but no one came. 鈥淣o, it was never about killing myself. It was just about ending the pain and suffering,鈥 she cried.
鈥淩osie, listen to me. There is so much more you have to live for. This will pass. Think about everything you are giving up.鈥 Linus tried to appeal to the people she loved, you, Tom, and Henry. Losing Rosie would no longer make you a mother. How could Rosie take that away from you?
鈥淚 already have and it hasn鈥檛, for 2 years. How do you know it will get any better?鈥 Rosie begged for a true answer. She had been slumping around, letting the days pass her by as she stood silent, screaming non-vocally for help. Trapped in an asylum of misery. 鈥淚 don鈥檛. But I鈥檒l be there to help you,鈥 Linus exclaimed, giving her the truthful response she wanted. Rosie just needed to hear that she wasn鈥檛 alone in this world anymore. 鈥淣o, you won鈥檛. You鈥檒l just leave like everyone else. Henry doesn鈥檛 love me anymore. My parents left. I鈥檓 all alone.鈥 鈥淩oo, you aren鈥檛 alone. Just hand me the gun and we can work this out. I鈥檓 not going anywhere. I鈥檒l always be here,鈥 Linus pleaded. That was the first time he had used that nickname. The name had been reserved for only Henry, Parker and you. In that moment Rosie saw someone she missed so dearly in Linus, Parker. Parker was the only person who was 100% there for her. He was there to talk her off the ledge. He was there at her weakest and in a split second he was standing in front of her.
Rosie gave in, removing the gun from her temple, clicking the safety one and handing it over. She slowly stood up, coming over to Linus and collapsed in his arms. Rosie whispered a small 鈥淚 missed you鈥 as he held the broken girl. He was the only one who could pull her out. Not Henry, god she wished it was Henry. Linus understood her pain and didn鈥檛 try to fix everything.
Henry was the opposite. Constantly worrying about Rosie and trying to find a solution for everything. Things from the slightest backache to feelings of hopelessness. Rosie didn鈥檛 need fixing she just needed to be heard and Linus made sure she was. At Harmon鈥檚, the bar was quite empty. Just Shaw and a few of his men. Shaw has borrowed money from Rosie to clear of a few charges. The Holland name had some pull in the legal community. Dating back to Dom鈥檚 days but Tom mostly laid down roots.
Linus entered first, firing two shots to take out Shaw鈥檚 capos. 鈥淛esus Christ,鈥 yelled Shaw as his protection thudded against the floor.
Rosie followed Linus in, making her presence known, 鈥淪haw, you know I鈥檓 not a fan of people not staying true to their word. Do you have my money?鈥
鈥淩osie, doll. I paid you in full already. If this just your sad attempt to stir something up we can work this out another time. Shoo, let me finish my drink,鈥 Shaw snickered. 鈥淪haw, I know your games. You have 3 minutes to transfer my money right now. One for each million. I have Linus checking for a deposit of 3 million, make this simple and do it,鈥 Rosie stated with an unchanging expression. 鈥淚 need more time, that鈥檚 not enough. It鈥檚 all in separate accounts,鈥 Shaw asserted, his voice starting to waver as he stared down the barrel of her pistol. 鈥淲ell then, I鈥檇 hurry if I were you. Here鈥檚 your phone. Just wire the money鈥 Starting now,鈥 Rosie exclaimed as Linus devoted his stare to watch. Glancing at the seconds tick away.
鈥淔ine, I鈥檓 going,鈥 Shaw screamed, about to crack under the pressure.
鈥2 minutes left,鈥 Linus chimed in. 鈥淥kay, I鈥檓 just inputing the dollar amount, it鈥檚 a lot of zeros.鈥 Shaw tried to explain. He was about to lose his life because he was slow.
鈥50 secs.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 going, I鈥檓 going.鈥
鈥10, 9, 8, 7, 6鈥斺
鈥淚鈥檓 done,鈥 Shaw said, letting out the breath he was holding.
鈥淭hat was fast but not fast enough,鈥 Rosie whispered raising her gun square to the back of his head. Her finger slipped to the trigger and fired a shot.
鈥淲ow, I didn鈥檛 think you actually kill him,鈥 Linus said, impressed by her ruthlessness.
鈥淗e was getting on my nerves, besides he will never borrow money from me again if he is dead,鈥 Rosie chuckled. 鈥淵ou know I found that really hot,鈥 Linus whispered in her ear. 鈥淵ou always do.鈥 Rosie grinned at his advances, trying to pull her close to his chest. 鈥淗ey, this can鈥檛 keep happening.鈥
鈥淥h, come on. You say that every time. I can鈥檛 hide my feelings for you anymore.鈥
鈥淲ell, you are going to have to. I was clear about what this was. So I鈥檓 going to ask you this once more time, what do you want?鈥 鈥淚 want you.鈥 鈥淲ell you can have me in the bathroom in 2 minutes.鈥 鈥淩oo, you鈥檙e too good to me,鈥 Linus smirked, following her as she glided to the restroom.
Everything lasted about 30 mins. They were in and out in a flash. The bar now smelled of sex and a dead bodies. Linus was the first to finish, coming out of the bathroom looking disheveled as hell. Sporting the same juts had a quickie look. Linus went to pull the car around after fixing his hair in the mirror.
Linus would never be Henry and that was a good thing, Linus was different. By no circumstances was Rosie in love with Linus or will ever be in love with him, he was merely a distraction. Rosie knew her relationship with him was wrong but he made her feel alive once more.
Rosie emerged from bathroom breathing heavy, almost gasping for air, with sweat glistening on her chest. She straightened out her dress as combed down her hair. Stepping out of the doorway, the smell of a fresh rotting body hit her.
Rosie immediately turned around and lunged for the toilet. She had been in the business for 3 years and never before had her body reacted this way. She hurled into the toilet for a good ten minutes. Eventually bringing her head out of the toilet bowl to wipe off her mouth. The air was now coupled with sex, dead bodies and vomit. She was clueless to what forced her to keep her head in a toilet bowl.
After her nausea spell passed her, she had Linus drop her off near the cemetery. 鈥淥h, you can drop me off here. I need something from the pharmacy anyways,鈥漅osie informed Linus. She was planning on picking up something for her stomach, it was very unlikely for her to throw up suddenly.
鈥淥k, Roo. Do you need a ride home?鈥 Linus questioned.
鈥淣o, Jared is supposed to pick me up. Thank you,鈥 Rosie exclaimed, getting out of the car. 鈥淎lright. Happy birthday by the way. Can I have a kiss goodbye?鈥 鈥淭hank you and no. I鈥檒l see you later.鈥
鈥淵eah for the party,鈥 Linus called out slowly driving away. 鈥淲ait! What did you say?鈥 Rosie remarked but he was already long gone.
Rosie was mentally kicking herself, she didn鈥檛 have the willpower to deal with a party tonight. She specifically told Henry, not to throw one but since when did he listen to her.
Their road to ultimately heartbreak was a two way street. Both of them had done something to warrant the loveless relationship. Rosie admitted to herself, that she eventually did stop trying. She stopped constantly asking if Henry wanted to go out for dinner and what time he would be home. Rosie prefers to blame Henry but in reality, she was then one who let go first.
Rosie stopped showing him love, too distraught by his every move because it was a constant reminder her brother wasn鈥檛 there anymore. Henry would try to work him into every little conversation, remembering Parker in everything. It grew too much for Rosie. Rosie had never been one for confronting her feelings, preferring to shove them down but how could she, when Henry would never shut up about Parker.
Parker was the main reason a wedge had been driven between them, but she wouldn鈥檛 dream of blaming her dead brother. Who couldn鈥檛 even defend himself. Rosie needed a reset after Parker but Henry was stuck living in the past.
Rosie was ready to start her life with Henry after graduation but he couldn鈥檛 let go. After a while, Rosie became just like him. Stuck drifting into a void of pure sadness. Rosie couldn鈥檛 let go, along with Henry. Their lives went in different directions, Rosie was blossoming into a ruthless leader who would only act soft around Parker, vowing to visit his grave everyday. And Henry got left behind at some point, not seeing how he fit in her life anymore.
In the pharmacy she scanned the aisles for some sort of quick remedy. If Henry was throwing her a surprise party, one she specifically asked not for. Rosie didn鈥檛 have days to recuperate, maybe a few hours.
She found the largest bottle of Pepto-Bismol and stopped by the card aisle. Carefully grasping a birthday card for her favorite person. One that was funny yet endearing. Parker was addicted to all the corned jokes she would crack. She made her way to the register. In front of her stood a little old woman, she wore a purple floral dress and her white stained hair was pulled into a clip.
鈥淛ust this for you sweetie? Oh, who鈥檚 birthday is it?鈥 Asked the little lady, referring to the birthday card Rosie grabbed for Parker.
鈥淢y brother鈥檚 and um, could I also get this,鈥 Rosie responded as her eyes glanced below her. Skimming over the candy bars, gum packets and eventually landing on a pregnancy test. Come to think of it, Rosie was late about a week and a half.
鈥淥f course, honey. Would you like to use the restroom?鈥 Queried the lady. Rosie nodded in response. She finished paying and quickly made her way to the restroom. Following the directions on the box carefully, she needed to be a hundred percent sure, before she told anyone.
Right around the corner was the cemetery. She glided through iron gates, walking across the cobble stone path before she came upon the place she loved most in the world. The place where she would hold nothing back, spilling everything to him.
Life of a mob boss was dangerous but things started to seem eerie for Rosie. She would feel weird presences or someone watching her at eerie times. The same feeling plagued her at the cemetery, today. She knelt down to the headstone, engraved in it read 鈥淗ere Lies Parker Jackson Holland, Taken from us too soon, a son, a brother, and a friend.鈥
鈥淗ey, P. You probably get tired of me visiting you. Everyday I鈥檓 here and sometimes I think I do it for my benefit more than yours. I hope that wherever you are, you are happy and most likely you are with Charlotte. I鈥檓 happy for you, Parker. No matter how much I wish you were here with me, I know that you are happy that you escaped this life. Happy 20th birthday.鈥 Rosie whispered, fixing the flowers that began to wilt from yesterday.
鈥淚 have some really amazing news to share with you, but it will have to wait till next time. You can鈥檛 be the first person I tell, I鈥檓 sorry. He deserves to know before you鈥. Oh my god, you鈥檒l never believe what happened at work鈥︹
This is the one thing that brought Rosie solace. She persistently blames herself for that fateful night 3 years ago. Rosie would spend hours kneeling next to his headstone. She would tell him about her life and read off the postcards you and Tom sent from your travels. Talking to him as if he was still there.
Rosie glanced at her watch, it was half past five and she hadn鈥檛 even called Jared yet to pick her up. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry P, I gotta go. Henry, god love him but, that bastard is throwing me a birthday party. I guess I should at least make an appearance. I鈥檒l see you tomorrow, I love you.鈥 Rosie said, walking towards the parking lot.
She stood under the gate for ten minutes waiting for Jared to arrive and escort her home. The weather completely shifted as the sun set around her. The once blue sky changed to one painted with vibrant yellows and pinks. The sky was a sight not to be missed but she could do without the freezing winds that accompanied.
A chill ran down her spine as she waited in the darkness. Feeling a sensation that only warranted panic. Rosie felt someone watching her once again. Maybe from a far or up close, but she definitely wasn鈥檛 alone. It was silly that she let feelings like those get to her. She was a mob boss for god sakes, scaring even the most menacing of men into submission.
Rosie eyes started darting everywhere a noise left. In the corner of her eye she caught a figure drenched in shadows approaching. She tried to scramble for her gun, but soon realized she left it in Linus鈥檚 car.
The stranger kept making advances and managed to get to her. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed a cloth to her mouth. Causing her to be consumed in darkness as her body grew limp.
Back at the manor, Henry was setting everything up perfectly. His mission was to make Rosie love her birthday once more. While Henry was working hard at hanging the birthday banner and decorating every corner with balloons, Linus was no help at all. Lounging on the couch and finishing a beer.
鈥淪o are you going to pick up Rosie and get off your ass?鈥 Henry barked, pulling the coffee out from under Linus, causing him to spill his beer.
鈥淪eriously, dude. What鈥檚 your problem?鈥 Linus snapped.
鈥淢y problem is my girlfriend isn鈥檛 here. Aren鈥檛 you supposed to pick her up?鈥 鈥淣o, Jared is.鈥 鈥淟inus, Jared is here. He has been for a few hours. Where is she?鈥 Henry questioned, starting to worry. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know. Last, I left her at the cemetery.鈥 鈥淗enry! It鈥檚 so good to see you,鈥 you cheered as Tom and you walked in. Hugging Henry after not seeing him for awhile. It still pained you to visit, traveling was the perfect distraction.
鈥淗ope you have been taking care of yourself, son. Where鈥檚 Rosie?鈥 Tom questioned. 鈥淵eah, I鈥檝e been good. At the moment, I don鈥檛 know where she is. She鈥檚 missing,鈥 Henry concluded. You and Tom stood completely still as you processed the news. It wasn鈥檛 everyday that your daughter would disappear into thin air, but her job did keep her life in danger.Rosie missing was uncommon. It had happened once or twice in the past but that was 3 years ago. So much had changed, for the better. Yet, you were once again in the same place, in the house you left because everything was too familiar. Rosie missing was all too familiar.
Rosie came to. Opening her eyes to a place she chose to forget. For all she knew it was an exact replica. Warehouses riddled all of London鈥檚 ports, she could be anywhere.
鈥淭ext your driver and tell him Henry picked you up for a special birthday dinner,鈥 Rosie鈥檚 kidnapper barked, thrusting a phone in front of her.
鈥淩eally? You kidnapped me? After 3 years of being leader of London鈥檚 most feared mob, it鈥檚 like been there done that. Do you want money or something? I have a party to get to.鈥 Rosie quipped, annoyed with they man鈥檚 pursuits.
鈥淥h, I know. I believe happy birthday is granted. 20 years is a milestone.鈥
鈥淲hatever, I don鈥檛 really like my birthday anyway.鈥
鈥淲anna talk about it?鈥 The stranger pestered on. Rosie had learned lesson from the last time she was restrained to chair, rope around her wrists and ankles, ceasing blood flow. This time it was zip ties, a little basic for any mobster she has had a run with.
鈥淣o. I want you to let me go. Seriously, what do you want? I don鈥檛 think you know who I am. Or who my father is,鈥 Rosie asserted.
鈥淎 moment alone together is all I ask and I know exactly who you are and who your dad is. Correction, who our dad is.鈥
A/n: Finally the end. Alright, I'm going to bed. There is no set schedule for the sequel series, I'm just going to post a chapter when I finish writing it. Let me know if you like to be tagged in the sequel chapters.
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Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Summary: Life moves fast out in the suburbs, you live the perfect life with your mother and father. But when you start to crave for more meaning in life than just Westview, your mother does everything in her power to make sure you don鈥檛 leave. Can you ever imagine what鈥檚 on the other side of Ellis Avenue?
Warnings: Angst, teen rebellion, arguments, Uncle Pietro playing the role of borderline creepy uncle, highschool drinking, Wanda
Word Count: 5187
A/N: Yay part 5! Thank you for the positive feedback! I will never get over it! Thank you! Also kinda sad because there鈥檚 only two parts left of this series 馃槶This has been so much fun to write though! Disclaimer: Reader is not biologically related to any of the characters mentioned in this series. That is intended so that anyone can read this. Reader's back story will be revealed as the series progresses but for now, this will be taking course like WandaVision. Also note that any photos in the moodboards don't define the Reader's appearance, it's simply for the sake of the moodboard. Thank you all for the love and support! Don鈥檛 forget to reblog to show your support! Enjoy! 馃挄馃挄馃挄
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鈥淭hanks for walking me home,鈥 you smiled, letting Andrew鈥檚 hand go as you reached for your keys.
鈥淎lways my pleasure, beautiful,鈥 he smiled, winking, your cheeks heating up instantly.
Even under the night sky, the porch light gave you a perfect sight of him, the way his blond hair glowed or his blue eyes shined.
You gently cupped the side of his face, running your thumb over his cheekbone.
He had one foot placed on the porch step, glancing up at you, his eyes full of admiration. Slowly he stepped up to meet you, hands sitting right on your waist.
鈥淚 can鈥檛 wait to go to prom and graduation with you,鈥 he smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.
鈥淵eah, wow, I can鈥檛 believe it鈥檚 happening so soon,鈥 your eyes widened in shock as you took a step back. 鈥淚t鈥檚 not even Halloween,鈥 you laughed, the irony in the statement you just spoke.
鈥淪peaking of, I can鈥檛 wait for the party tomorrow, it鈥檚 gonna be so fun,鈥 he breathed out, unfazed by the fact that Halloween and graduation were so close together, but then again he was too preoccupied with his thumbs gliding over the tops of your hands to sooth you.
鈥淢hmm,鈥 you nodded, rocking back and forth on your feet, gently chewing on your lip.
鈥淎nd then the summer passes and we鈥檙e going to Westview University together,鈥 he pulled you closer, holding you tight.
鈥淵eah, about that,鈥 you trailed, coughing. 鈥淚鈥檓 still on the fence,鈥 you confessed.
You felt him still, you internally let out a groan before you shook your head.
鈥淣evermind, you鈥檙e right, both of us together at Westview University,鈥 you smiled, placing your hands on his chest.
鈥淕reat, can I have my goodnight kiss now?鈥 he puckered his lips, your hands sliding up and intertwining behind his neck.
鈥淥f course,鈥 you smiled, pressing your lips together, he was slow and sweet, one hand coming up to touch your jaw, allowing him to deepen the kiss.
You tilted your head back to give him a better angle, before you knew it, you were trapped in each other鈥檚 touch, the whole world stopping-
鈥淎NDREW AND Y/N SITTING IN A TREE K-I-S-S-I-N-G!鈥 you heard your brothers yell along with your Uncle Pietro at the front door, the three of them began to shoot the two of you with water guns.
You and Andrew shrieked, the super soakers completely leaving the two of you drenched.
Reluctantly, you said bye to Andrew, his groans and hisses from the cold water mixing with the cool night filled your ears as he walked home.
You clenched your jaw out of anger, the way your brothers have been acting with Uncle Pietro around made you aggravated.
First it was putting flour in your hair dryer, doing the feather and whipped cream trick while you slept and now this.
鈥淚t鈥檚 past your curfew,鈥 Uncle Pietro said, shrugging. 鈥淲e had no choice.鈥
After a much needed shower from your brothers and Uncle鈥檚 shenanigans, you came downstairs for a snack before you went to bed.
鈥淗i, Dad,鈥 you whispered, finding him sitting at the table and reading.
鈥淗i, sweetheart,鈥 he smiled, resting his head in his hand as he put his book to the side.
You both kept your voices quiet, the snores of your uncle sounding through the living room on the couch.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know about you, but Uncle Pietro is kind of a bad influence on the boys,鈥 you huffed as you pulled out some hot cheetos and lime from the cupboard, your father laughing at your disparity.
鈥淗e keeps them entertained, but I will make sure they鈥檙e on their best behavior,鈥 he patted your hand.
鈥淵ou spent more than an hour washing flour from my hair two days ago,鈥 you defended, a chuckle escaping your lips at the memory. 鈥淢om couldn鈥檛 even get it out,鈥 you cocked a brow.
鈥淚 would graciously do it again, dear,鈥 he patted the top of your hand, a small 鈥渢hank you鈥 leaving your lips.
鈥淪o were you able to talk to Mom last night?鈥 you asked, bringing the topic up again, your father letting out a sigh.
鈥淪he鈥檚 scared to let go,鈥 he pressed a smile. 鈥淵ou need to let her come to terms with this, I won鈥檛 let you go to Westview if you don鈥檛 want to,鈥 he reassured, patting the top of your hand again.
鈥淭hank you, Dad,鈥 you grinned, shooting up and hugging him. 鈥淚 love you,鈥 you hugged him tighter.
鈥淟ove you too, dear,鈥 he breathed through his nose, eyes closing as he sat in peace with this moment.
鈥淚鈥檓 going to hit the hay now, can I take these to my room, no one else eats them,鈥 you referred to the hot cheetos bag, your father letting you and wishing you goodnight.
Once you finally had a restful night, no Uncle Pietro or twins in sight, you were able to get ready for the party tonight.
Bethany鈥檚 parents leaving with their youngest to the Townsquare Scare gave her the perfect opportunity to throw a costume party.
And with your costume, you and Andrew were for sure going to win best couples costume.
鈥淵/N, what are you supposed to be?鈥 Tommy asked once you made your way to the kitchen.
鈥淰ivian from Pretty Woman,鈥 you beamed, hands on hips, your white tank top and wig matching each other, the numerous necklaces dangled on your neck along with the chunky bracelets you wore on your wrist.
At first, the cold metal hoop that connected your skirt and tank top together made you cold, but your body heat warmed it up.
鈥淚 can鈥檛 believe you dressed up too,鈥 he let out a breath, shaking his head disappointedly, a frown falling on your face and arms falling from your hips.
For a ten year old, he sure did have an attitude.
鈥淏illy, you look great!鈥 you complemented, ruffling his hair as you passed him, loving his little superhero get up.
鈥淭hanks, Y/N,鈥 he smiled, feeling a little more confident, knowing at least one of his siblings liked his costume.
Making your way to the living room to eat your dinner before you left, you watched as your little brothers went to play their video game before they stopped in their tracks.
A scared face on Billy while Tommy mocked him.
鈥淵ou seriously think he鈥檚 a vampire?鈥 Tommy laughed at Billy, their bickering causing Uncle Pietro to wake up and speed over to the three of you.
鈥淏lood is thicker than water!鈥 he taunted, making you laugh as you watched him speed around the living room, before stopping, your mother making her appearance known as she hurried down the stairs, worried someone was hurt.
鈥淲hat are you supposed to be?鈥 Uncle Pietro asked, a confused look painted across his features.
鈥淥ld Red Riding Hood?鈥 Tommy jokes.
You laughed at his joke, your mother鈥檚 attention turning to you, her face instantly falling as she took in your appearance.
鈥淲hat are you wearing?鈥 she crossed her arms over her chest, mouth wide in shock.
鈥淢y costume?鈥 you said with more of a question.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 not a costume, you鈥檙e dressed like a prostitute,鈥 she emphasized. 鈥淲here鈥檚 the costume I left for you in the closet?鈥
鈥淪o I have to let you make all my decisions for me now?鈥 you sneered, brows furrowed, voice full of anger.
鈥淗ey, if it鈥檚 worth anything,鈥 Uncle Pietro spoke up. 鈥淚 think you look great,鈥 he held his hands up in defense, failing to de-escalate the situation.
鈥淵ou see,鈥 you tilted your head to the side.
A week since your uncle showed up and a week since you had an actual conversation with your mother.
She made no effort to talk to you, so you weren鈥檛 going to do the same.
Dinners were awkward with the six of you, Uncle Pietro trying to crack a joke to lighten the mood, but you and your mother held your ground.
Even your dad didn鈥檛 dare try to make any effort, mainly because he sided with you already.
He can鈥檛 process why his wife acted the way she did, especially towards you leaving for college.
But last night- he knew there was something more, something outside of Westview that he needed to find out.
鈥淣o, go upstairs and change,鈥 she pointed up, your father happening to come downstairs, his cape flying behind him.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 going on?鈥 he asked with concern.
鈥淟ook at what your daughter is wearing,鈥 she gestured to you, your father鈥檚 features changing to a shocked one.
鈥淒ear, why are you wearing that?鈥 he questioned, hand placed on your shoulder.
He didn鈥檛 necessarily look angry at your choice of clothing, sure he wasn鈥檛 happy to see you wear something so鈥. provocative. But he wasn鈥檛 going to stop you from wearing what you wanted.
鈥淏ecause I feel that as an eighteen year old, I should be able to make my own decisions,鈥 you crossed your arms over your chest. 鈥淚 should be able to wear what I want.鈥
鈥淪he does have a point, darling,鈥 he turned to his wife, tilting his head to the side.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e seriously allowing her to leave the house like that?鈥 she baffled, taking a step back.
鈥淪he鈥檚 eighteen, she knows how to make her own path,鈥 he held his wife by her arms. 鈥淚鈥檒l be off now, helping Herb with the neighborhood watch, be good kids,鈥 he waved to the twins and you. 鈥淏ye, Wanda,鈥 he kissed her on the cheek.
He left before she even had a chance to stop him from leaving, her mind too preoccupied with you right now.
鈥淐鈥檓on, sis, let her live a little,鈥 Uncle Pietro came over, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.
You were left frozen when a pang beat against your heart.
How far do I have to go to get you to crack?
鈥淪he鈥檚 a teenager, let her live out her rebellious era while you two fight, then you鈥檒l make up and everything will be fine,鈥 he tried to calm the situation down, his hand squeezing your upper arm slightly as to pull you out of your thoughts.
You couldn鈥檛 help but sense something weird with his statement- it was oddly specific.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e grounded,鈥 she sterned, ignoring what Uncle Pietro said, both yours and Uncle Pietro鈥檚 heads shooting towards her direction.
鈥淵ou can鈥檛 ground me,鈥 you laughed, shifting from one foot to the other. 鈥淚鈥檓 an adult.鈥
鈥淕o to your room, you鈥檙e not wearing that and you鈥檙e definitely not going to that party,鈥 she scolded, voice growing louder.
鈥淢om, you鈥檙e being serious?鈥 you stopped, standing straight.
鈥淵ou leave me no choice,鈥 she shrugged. 鈥淣ow go to your room,鈥 she nodded her head upstairs.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e so unbelievable,鈥 you groaned, voice growing louder as you stormed up the steps, slamming your door harder than before.
鈥淭eenagers, am I right?鈥 Uncle Pietro shoved his sister playfully while she let out a groan, a migraine coming on.
It was supposed to be a family Halloween.
She didn鈥檛 have time to be dealing with this.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 a prostitute?鈥 Tommy asked, deciding now was the best time to ask.
Peter and Bucky stayed behind as they overheard Monica and Hayward argue, well they were listening to Hayward diminishing Monica.
鈥淚f Wanda is the problem, she has to be our solution,鈥 she voiced her thoughts.
鈥淵ou鈥檝e become an impediment to this case, constantly advocating for super-powered individuals,鈥 Hayward sneered, shooting a glance at Bucky. 鈥淵ou still have the luxury of optimism,鈥 he laughed.
Bucky was about to open his mouth, but hearing the words leave Monica鈥檚 lips gave him optimism.
鈥淒on鈥檛 use the last five years as an excuse to be a coward,鈥 Monica bit, Peter stifling a laugh at Hayward鈥檚 face.
鈥淕et her off my base, now, all of them,鈥 he ordered, a look of shock and betrayal written all over their faces as they complied.
When the guards ushered them out, Peter, Bucky and Darcy jumped when they saw Monica and Jimmy beat the crap out of the guards.
鈥淲hy didn鈥檛 you tell us the plan!?鈥 Darcy screamed, panicked at what she just saw.
鈥淐鈥檓on, let鈥檚 go,鈥 Monica nodded over to one of the trucks to grab their disguises.
Soon they found themselves in a secure coding room, all of them removing their hoods now that it鈥檚 clear.
鈥淓ven dressed like a prostitute, she looks so beautiful,鈥 Peter said as he walked up to the monitor, seeing you and Wanda having another argument.
He didn鈥檛 realize he said it out loud, the whole room growing quiet and staring at him.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 my daughter, kid,鈥 Bucky warned, sending him a death glare that he usually never uses on hi,, but Peter instantly took it back. 鈥淲hy did Wanda have her dress like that though?鈥 he cringed, the costume was not you.
鈥淢aybe she鈥檚 taking an upper hand now, she鈥檚 losing control,鈥 Peter suggested. 鈥淎nd Wanda is funneling it into a mother-daughter fight,鈥 he shrugged, his heart dropping when he caught sight of you, completely distressed and frustrated.
鈥淜id, when you said you can communicate with Y/N, when was the last time you did that?鈥 Darcy asked him, opening up her laptop.
鈥淔ive years ago, last time I tried was the night she went missing,鈥 he answered.
鈥淲e鈥檝e tried contacting Wanda, but what if we try Y/N, she鈥檚 obviously looking for a way out, what if we give her that push,鈥 she proposed, lips pursing in thought.
鈥淚 mean, it wouldn鈥檛 hurt to try,鈥 he shrugged, nodding in agreement.
鈥淢y guy is here,鈥 Monica checked her phone. 鈥淲ith my way back in,鈥 she smiled.
Peter heard Darcy stop typing, she seemed hesitant and he could sense the fear set in.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 think you should go back in,鈥 she spoke up, causing Monica to stop in her tracks. 鈥淵our DNA has changed on a molecular level,鈥 she pressed, showing Monica her blood work. 鈥淭wice,鈥 she added for emphasis.
鈥淟ook I鈥檝e seen more than enough labs to last a lifetime,鈥 Monica defended, already knowing her stance.
鈥淔ine, but I鈥檓 staying here, Hayward is hiding something and I think with Peter鈥檚 help, we can find another way in,鈥 she licked her lips, fidgeting with her hands.
鈥淎re you sure about this?鈥 Bucky questioned, not agreeing with this at all, he wouldn鈥檛 know what he did if he was responsible for Peter getting hurt.
鈥淚鈥檒l stay with Darcy, it could work,鈥 he reassured the man.
鈥淪tay safe, kid,鈥 Bucky nodded before the three of them snuck out.
Once the door shut, Peter turned his full attention to Darcy, a small smile filled with hope on his face.
鈥淪o what鈥檚 the plan, Doctor?鈥
Being grounded sucked.
You heard the cheers and laughs of everyone outside, your window giving you a perfect view of Wanda and the twins trick-or-treating.
You couldn鈥檛 remember the last time you went trick-or-treating, your memories lacked that.
Maybe that鈥檚 why your mother was so keen on having this picture perfect holiday, your heart wrenching at the thought that maybe you were wrong in this case.
But now with your wig torn off and your costume shoved down the hamper, you felt it was too late to make amends.
And now you were definitely late for the party, Andrew is probably mad at you right now.
Staring at your reflection in the window, a monarch butterfly fluttered in front of you, a small smile crept up your face as you traced your finger on the glass, hoping to touch it.
It was so close, but the stupid window was locked.
You had your mother to thank for that.
Pulling you out of your thoughts, the doorbell rang.
Your brows creased at the possibility of who it could be.
But as soon as you opened the door, you were not expecting to see them here- with the entire Westview High student body.
鈥淎ndrew, what鈥檚 going on?鈥 you asked, noticing the group of people behind him.
鈥淲ell since you couldn鈥檛 go to the party, I brought the party to you!鈥 he beamed, making your heart warm at his gesture.
鈥淎re you sure my mom isn鈥檛 going to get more mad? I am grounded,鈥 you cocked a brow, your body shoved against the door as the mob made their way through.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e taking control of your life now! Don鈥檛 worry about her!鈥 he shouted, the music growing louder as the group started to pile into your house, a smile forming on your face.
鈥淚鈥檓 out of costume,鈥 you said, noticing the suit he had on.
鈥淒on鈥檛 worry about it, it鈥檚 your party now,鈥 he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into the house, your nerves settling a bit. 鈥淟ove the make up, you look so hot,鈥 he smirked, pressing his lips against your temple.
The party was in full swing, Andrew had come out to give you a drink and you cringed when the liquid touched your tongue.
Letting out a sigh, you sat on the swings you and your Dad built, slightly swaying back and forth as you sat in contemplation.
Your hand slowly coming up to the middle of your chest, something you found yourself doing more and more each day.
鈥淧eter,鈥 you sighed, sitting on the edge of his bed. You gently ran your fingers through his hair, your hand sliding down to wipe his tears away.
鈥淗e shouldn鈥檛 have been the one, there had to be another way,鈥 he shook his head. 鈥淎nytime I close my eyes, he鈥檚 there,鈥 he choked out.
You exhaled, letting him cry it out.
鈥淚 know it鈥檚 hard, but he made that choice to save everyone, he did it for us,鈥 you teared up. 鈥淚t鈥檚 okay to feel this way鈥 you sniffled. 鈥淭ony didn鈥檛 die for nothing,鈥 you said, rubbing his shoulder as his cries rang louder.
鈥淐an you hold me, please?鈥 he pleaded, his red eyes begged as he scooted closer towards the wall.
鈥淧etey,鈥 you cooed, kicking your shoes off and going under the covers. 鈥淐鈥檓ere,鈥 you pulled him into your arms, his head resting on your chest as his arm wrapped around your middle.
He nuzzled deeper, his ear pressed against you to hear your heartbeat and he used it to steady his breathing.
鈥淎re you okay?鈥 you heard Andrew sit next to you.
鈥淲hat?鈥 your head shot up to the right. 鈥淵eah, yeah, why wouldn鈥檛 I be?鈥 you laughed, shrugging.
鈥淐ause you鈥檙e crying?鈥 he pointed to your face, your hand coming up to feel the tears that stained your cheeks.
鈥淥h, I didn鈥檛 even realize,鈥 you sniffled, standing up. 鈥淕uess I鈥檓 just stressed,鈥 you pressed a smile. 鈥淓verything is gonna change.鈥
鈥淲hat do you mean?鈥 he scoffed, pulling you into his side as you both sat on the grass by a tree. 鈥淣othing is changing, we鈥檙e still going to be in Westview next year, together,鈥 he rubbed your arm vigorously, trying to get you excited.
鈥淗mph,鈥 you snorted. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e right,鈥 you rested your head on his shoulder, the pit of your stomach sinking deeper.
You rested for a bit, everything calm and tranquil, Andrew kissing the top of your head every few seconds before you fell forward into his lap.
鈥淥kay, kid, don鈥檛 have much time, so make this quick,鈥 Darcy had him laid out on an exam table in the lab.
鈥淕ot it, Doc,鈥 he gave her a thumbs up.
Darcy had stuck many electromagnetic patches on Peter鈥檚 body, her theory of producing enough electricity through his body will send him to an unconscious state where he can communicate with you.
At least she hoped that鈥檚 what would happen, she didn鈥檛 want to electrocute him.
If only he were Spider-Man.
She thought.
鈥淩eady?鈥 she turned to face him, his thumbs up giving her the all clear.
鈥淭hree,鈥 she flipped a switch, the electric currents powering up.
鈥淭wo,鈥 Peter鈥檚 eyes widened when the lights flickered, fear setting in him once he heard Darcy.
鈥淥ne,鈥 she flipped a second switch, her head turning over to face him, Peter鈥檚 hands closing into fists as he felt pain scourge through him, but then everything went black.
Peter panted as he opened his eyes, the room around him was black, light only illuminating from his body.
He pinched the bridge of his nose before he stood up.
Darcy was nowhere to be found.
鈥淵/N?鈥 he called out, suddenly remembering why he was there, his heart beating fast when he couldn鈥檛 sense you.
It didn鈥檛 work.
He sighed out in defeat, kicking his foot against the ground before he caught the glow of an orange light.
鈥淗ello?鈥 you called out, brows furrowing when you saw a boy your age stand across from you. 鈥淒o I know you?鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 me! Peter!鈥 he cried out, his feet frozen in place, your heartbeat quickening when you realized he couldn鈥檛 move and neither could you.
鈥淧eter?鈥 you shouted, the name sounding so familiar. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry, doesn鈥檛 ring a bell,鈥 you crossed your arms over yourself, growing insecure.
鈥淚t鈥檚 because of Wanda,鈥 he said, your ears perking up at your mother鈥檚 name. 鈥淪he鈥檚 making you forget about me,鈥 he pleaded.
You opened your mouth to say something, but you couldn鈥檛 find the words.
鈥淚 know you don鈥檛 understand, but you need to trust me, do whatever it takes to stop what she鈥檚 doing!鈥 he begged. 鈥淐an you do that?鈥
You played with your fingers. You glanced up at him and met his pleading eyes, his brown orbs burning into yours and feeling like home.
Even in this dark unknown place, being with him sets some ease in you.
You felt free.
鈥淚鈥檒l try my best,鈥 you pressed a smile before everything went black again.
Darcy quickly removed the patches from Peter and attempted to sit him up but he was a lot heavier than he seemed to be.
鈥淚鈥檓 fine,鈥 he panted, removing a patch from underneath his shirt before he rubbed his eyes open. 鈥淪he was there, she doesn鈥檛 remember me, but she鈥檚 going to try,鈥 he breathed heavily, leaning forward.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 good, right?鈥 she asked, downloading his labs to her computer.
鈥淵eah, it is,鈥 his face fell, the look in your eyes so pleading and he just wanted to run up to you and tell you it would be alright, but he knew you had no choice.
You were too weak.
鈥淚 emailed Jimmy a file that Hayward has been keeping from the group, I think he wants to weaponize Vision,鈥 she explained, helping him to his feet.
鈥淚 knew I didn鈥檛 get a good feeling with that guy, stupid Peter tingle,鈥 he muttered the last part to himself, but Darcy heard.
About to say something, the room filled with a blaring red light- the barrier.
As the two ran out, they stopped before they were caught by the SWORD agents.
The sight of Vision breaking through was heart wrenching for the both of them.
Once he was fully out, Peter saw his body disintegrate, pieces of vibranium flying back into the Hex.
A feeling he experienced all those years ago.
鈥淢r. Stark, I don鈥檛 want to go,鈥 he pleaded, small specks of dust flying around him before he fell into his mentor鈥檚 arms.
He couldn鈥檛 sense you anymore, your heart stopping a few moments ago.
He regretted deciding to go to MOMA, he should鈥檝e stayed with you, he should鈥檝e gone with you to visit Wanda and Vision.
Then he would鈥檝e been in Wakanda with you- things would鈥檝e been different.
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry.鈥
鈥淪top! He needs help! Why aren鈥檛 you helping him?鈥 Darcy pleading, blowing their cover as she ran towards them, Peter hurriedly running behind her.
鈥淧lease! The people of Westview need help!鈥 Vision cried out, his voice hoarse and weak, his body almost gone before he played defeat and fell to the ground.
鈥淗elp him!鈥 Darcy groaned, one of the guards handcuffing her to a truck.
Peter stood frozen, not knowing who he should prioritize first, Darcy or Vision.
His gaze ran past Vision, his eyes widening at what he saw- the borders of the Hex expanding, chasing after them.
There was no way that鈥檚 possible.
鈥淵/N, thank god you鈥檙e back,鈥 Andrew let out a sigh of relief, your eyes blinking open and you caught sight of a swarm of your peers standing around you. 鈥淪he鈥檚 fine, you can get back to yourselves now,鈥 he dismissed them, everyone complying, letting the quarterback and his girlfriend have alone time.
鈥淲hat happened?鈥 you shot up, hand reaching for his, your other going to your chest as you felt a pang, bigger than what you鈥檝e felt before.
鈥淵ou passed out,鈥 he used his hand to hold you up. 鈥淚 think you had a little too much to drink,鈥 he tilted his head to the side, offering a smile, which you laughed in response.
鈥淢aybe,鈥 you trailed, remembering you left the solo cup on the ground.
Andrew scooped you up, helping you to your feet, he led you back into the house and into the kitchen.
He tightened his hold on your waist and placed you on the counter. Gently, he moved some hair out of your face, about to lean in for a soft kiss.
鈥淵/N!鈥 Bethany called out, she dragged her boyfriend Gerald by the hand as they made their way towards you.
The two were dressed as Ashley and TJ from Recess, another cute couples costume you and Andrew were thinking of wearing, but they beat you to the idea.
鈥淵ou scared the crap out of me!鈥 she screamed over the music. 鈥淵ou could鈥檝e died!鈥 she exclaimed.
鈥淎s if,鈥 you rolled your eyes, massaging the front of your head.
鈥淪eriously, Y/N, what鈥檚 up?鈥 she asked more worryingly. 鈥淎ndrew has been saying you鈥檝e been off the past few days,鈥 she rubbed your shoulder, a pang going straight to your heart.
鈥淎hh,鈥 you clenched your hand over your chest, pain setting through you. 鈥淚鈥檓 fine,鈥 you hopped off the counter.
鈥淣o you鈥檙e not,鈥 Andrew tried to reach for you, but you were too quick, luckily, Gerald was there to stop you, his hand wrapping around your wrist lightly, but it was enough for pain to sourge through you again.
鈥淪hit,鈥 you hissed, ripping his arm away, maneuvering through the sea of bodies.
You heard Andrew and Bethany call out, but you chose to ignore them.
As you squeezed through everyone, bodies were pressed against you, a new pain running through your body and to your heart each time you felt a new presence.
Stop it. Stop her.
You鈥檙e letting her win.
You鈥檙e exactly like her.
You鈥檙e going to kill us all.
You forced yourself out, finding the front door and you booked it. You dodged each and every new person making their way up the front lawn and you ran towards the townsquare.
Everyone鈥檚 thoughts filled your head, you didn鈥檛 know where they came from or how you read them- but the sudden rush of fear and despair that set into your core told you this was beyond what you knew.
You finally found yourself at the townsquare, your heart beating rapidly and you couldn鈥檛 slow down with all the fear.
Quickly, you spotted your mother and uncle sitting on one of the hay bales, your uncle spotting you first, which made your mother turn her head around.
鈥淵/N! What are you doing here?鈥 she yelled, standing up.
鈥淪omething鈥檚 wrong,鈥 you pleaded, grabbing onto her arm.
鈥淲hat do you mean?鈥 she held onto you, curiosity and fear setting over her features.
鈥淚-I feel like I can sense everyone around me, I just feel pain and sadness,鈥 you teared up, shaking your head. 鈥淚 feel like I don鈥檛 belong here,鈥 you choked out, the emotion of standing out setting so deep, you couldn鈥檛 ignore it anymore.
鈥淪weetie, listen to me, you鈥檙e probably just stressed, everything is fine,鈥 she forced a smile, shaking her head dismissively.
鈥淣o, it鈥檚 not, everyone is trying to make everything normal, but it鈥檚 not,鈥 you cried. 鈥淲hat鈥檚 wrong with me?鈥
Tears streamed down your face and at this point, other people turned their attention towards you.
鈥淢aybe it鈥檚 because you鈥檙e stuck in a false reality and your dad and boyfriend are trying to get a hold of you, but your mother took control of your powers,鈥 Uncle Pietro shrugged.
鈥淲-what? What does he mean by that Mom!?鈥 you sniffled, clinging onto her, begging for her to explain what he said.
Your mother shot him a look, anger spread across her features, you felt she was about to do something until the twins ran up.
鈥淢om! Something is wrong with Dad!鈥 Billy pleaded. 鈥淚 think he's dying!鈥
鈥淣ot like your dead husband can die twice,鈥 Uncle Pietro snorted, making you look at him in fear but you only grew more scared as your mother used her powers to shoot him across the town square.
鈥淵ou need to tell me what you see,鈥 she faced him again and encouraged him, Billy鈥檚 voice coming out frantic as he described soldiers with guns, her demeanor changing instantly.
Without another second, she stopped time, everyone around you freezing.
You pulled Tommy into your arms, a flash of red filled your eyes, your body growing weak as you fell to the ground.
Running towards Darcy, he almost tripped over himself, he needed to get Darcy and himself out of here.
Peter tried to break through the cuffs, he grunted when he couldn鈥檛 feel his enhanced strength.
鈥淜id, it鈥檚 metal, you won鈥檛 be able to break through,鈥 she scoffed, Peter huffed in defeat when they wouldn鈥檛 budge.
鈥淭hey鈥檙e vibranium,鈥 he said, the only possible explanation as to why he couldn鈥檛 break through them.
He looked at Darcy before he looked past her and saw the Hex grow closer.
鈥淪hit,鈥 he hissed.
鈥淥w,鈥 she groaned, biting off the pain to get out of them. 鈥淚t鈥檚 no use,鈥 she panted, stilling as she embraced herself for the impact. 鈥淕et out of here, kid,鈥 she tried to force Peter to run.
鈥淣o, I鈥檓 not gonna leave you, I can鈥檛 let you go in by yourself,鈥 he pressed, gulping.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e really stupid for this, but thanks,鈥 she grunted, still trying to get out of the cuffs.
As she looked behind her, she watched the Hex grow close, everyone around them screaming in panic.
Peter clenched his jaw when he saw Hayward run away.
What a bitch.
He braced himself once the red light became too blinding.
The morphed wording of Darcy was the last thing he heard before he felt the push of the Hex, his ears ringing with a deafening sound and his Peter tingle went haywire.
And just like that, he couldn鈥檛 sense you anymore, your heartbeats completely different and not whole anymore.
鈥淭he borders are expanding!鈥 Jimmy looked in the side mirror, Monica looked in her mirror, mouth open as she picked up speed.
鈥淪hit,鈥 Bucky mumbled, glancing behind him.
鈥淗opefully Darcy and Peter got out safely,鈥 Jimmy shook his head, looking at the email she sent him.
Bucky sat in the backseat, eyes wide and shock painted over them.
He really hoped Peter got out.
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Guns, Glamour and Goodfellas - Chapter 16
Chapter 16: Things We Supposedly Lost in the Fire
Dad!Mob!Tom x Mom!Mob!Reader
-Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader, Rosie Holland x Henry Osterfield
-Warnings: Grief, barely suicidal thoughts, fire
-Words: 4K
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Author note: Tom and Y/N don鈥檛 really age, I think of them as like Barbie and Ken, never aging. Final chapter will be up tonight around 9-10 PM PST. Sorry for the wait, you guys are so patient. Love ya.
Chapter 16: Things We Supposedly Lost in the Fire
Words: 4K
There you were, standing alongside your husband, daughter and friend as the building before your eyes erupted in a blaze. Smashing windows as the remaining members of Wilson鈥檚 mob, funneled their way out of the burning warehouse. Coughing up all the inhaled smoke.
One by one, people bursted out of the doors gasping for fresh air. Their lungs constricted from the dark ash that bled through the sky. You just stood there, next to your family, taking in the sight before you. As sirens rang through the air
The smoke and flames kept raging on, but there was still no sign of Parker.
That was 5 days ago. Now, you were in the present, trying to survive. The fire that took 3 days to put out, claimed the lives of your son Parker, Carter Wilson and multiple men.
Everyone was dealing with Parker鈥檚 demise differently. Harrison and Henry had so generously offered to stay with all of you for the time being. You took them up on that.
You refused to leave your room for a week, barely acknowledging Tom and Rosie. Tom would try to get some reaction from you, but you would lay there, catatonic. Oblivious to the outside world. Maybe coming down for a cup of coffee but then heading straight up back to your room.
Parker was your baby boy, words couldn鈥檛 express how you were feeling. A piece of you was missing.
You would walk down stairs and catch a glimpse of all the photographs perched everywhere, showcasing you, Tom, Rosie and Parker鈥檚 greatest moments. Everything reminded you of him.
The car keys flooded back memories of first teaching him how to drive. You were so scared. Every parent feels the same but it is hard to relinquish control of your car and put your life in someone else鈥檚 hands. You would flinch anytime he broke a little too hard. Always pushing on your imaginary brake.
鈥淥k, now put the car in drive. Make sure you keep your foot on the brake.鈥 You began, instructing Parker how to drive.
You thought it be best if Tom taught Rosie and you taught Parker how to drive. You didn鈥檛 need twice the amount of heart attacks. 鈥淥k, what next?鈥 Parker asked after shifting from park gear to drive gear. Or so he thought.
鈥淕ive it a little gas now.鈥 鈥淥k鈥.鈥 Parker barely touched the accelerator and the car shot backwards.
鈥淧ARKER! AAAAHHHHH!鈥 You screamed as he lost control of the car. He slammed so hard on the brake, sending you flying into the dashboard. Your head knocked into the front, instantly creating a splitting headache.
鈥淥h, mom are you okay?鈥 Parker questioned, preparing himself for your outburst.
鈥淣o, switch seats I鈥檓 driving home. That鈥檚 enough for today. The problem was you were in reverse and you hit the brake way too hard.鈥 You explained with a calm voice, inside you were seething with anger. Pressing your hand to your head to try and subside your head.
鈥淗ow did I know R stood for reverse, it could have been the R in drive?鈥 Parker mocked sarcastically. 鈥淗oney, I love you but your dad is going to teach you from now on.鈥
You drove home safely and immediately went to the kitchen for an ice pack. Your head was throbbing. Tom greeted you, he was reading in the living room.
鈥淗ow did the first lesson go?鈥 Tom asked, noticing the scowl with adorned your face.
鈥淲hy don鈥檛 you ask Parker?鈥 You snapped, pressing the cool ice pack to the soon to be bump on your head.
鈥淥k.鈥 Parker any idea what your mom is talking about?鈥 Tom inquired, knowing to not press you with anymore questions.
鈥淚 may have gone a little too fast and slammed on the brake,鈥 Parker mumbled
鈥淭here鈥檚 more to that story,鈥 you barked. Of course Parker was leaving the part of going in reverse instead of drive.
鈥淚 may have picked the wrong gear鈥︹ Parker divulged.
鈥淗E WAS IN REVERSE!! NOT DRIVE!!鈥 You shouted.
鈥淥h鈥斺 Tom started to say but was cut off by you again.
鈥淎nd then when he braked, he stopped so hard my head hit the dashboard.鈥 You explaining, throwing your hands up in fury to point at your head. Tom started to chuckle. He tried to suppress a laugh but you were not having it.
鈥淎re you laughing?鈥 You thundered.
鈥淯mm鈥 no.鈥 Tom鈥檚 entire expression totally changed as he saw the daggers you were shooting him.
鈥淭om, it鈥檚 not funny. Our son doesn鈥檛 know the difference between drive and reverse.鈥
鈥淕uys, I鈥檓 still right here.鈥 Parker chimed in as you spoke of him as if he wasn鈥檛 in the room.
鈥淪AY SOMETHING!鈥 You snapped at Tom鈥檚 defeating silence.
鈥淧arker be more careful next time.鈥 Tom explained to Parker.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 it? Seriously?鈥 Next time, you drive with him and you will feel my frustration and pain.鈥 You sighed, giving up on this fight.
Life was so much simpler then, you were just trying to raise two wonderful kids. Helping them along the path of life, but there are always detours. You never expected life to have this many bumps. You especially didn鈥檛 expect your son to not live a full life. One full of wonder and joy.
Tom had his own way of mourning. He began to relish in his kills, channeling all his emotion into running the mob. Spending night after night bashing in skulls. Coming home with blood drenched clothes.
You understood everyone worked through their grief differently but his way seemed unhealthy. Tom had a few quarrels with anyone associated with the Wilson mob. He blamed them for the death of Parker.
Tom was currently, in his warehouse torturing some poor sap who was a well known capo of the Wilsons. 鈥淭om, give it up. He鈥檚 not going to talk,鈥 Haz told Tom as the continued to torture one of Wilson鈥檚 soldiers in front of him.
Carter had died along with Parker in the fire and Tom didn鈥檛 really know who the new leader was. All he knew is that he still wanted revenge.
鈥淗e鈥檚 right, you should just kill me. I know to keep my mouth shut unlike your dead son,鈥 the soldier barked, warranting a swift strike to the jaw.
鈥淒on鈥檛 you ever fucking mention him again. Your leader killed him. I should do the same to you to receive a smidge of compensation,鈥 Tom snarled as he wrapped his hands around his throat, cutting off his airway completely.
鈥淭om, come on. He鈥檚 not worth it. Let him go,鈥 Haz pleaded as the man started to turn blue.
鈥淗az, I can鈥檛. How can I let him walk free, when he is the reason Parker is dead?鈥 Tom explained, loosening his hands.
鈥淭hat was Carter, not some menial soldier. He probably has a family like you,鈥 Harrison talked Tom down.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e free to go,鈥 Haz concluded as he untied the poor man in front of them. He bolted for the door as quick as possible.
鈥淗az, I can鈥檛 do this. I need Parker here. He was supposed to be doing this. Not me鈥 I feels unreal how much I miss him,鈥 Tom cried.
鈥淚 know. We all miss him.鈥
鈥淚 couldn鈥檛 even protect my own son. Do you get that? And this can鈥檛 be the end. I can鈥檛 just move on, knowing I鈥檓 supposed to bury him tomorrow,鈥 Tom swore.
鈥淭om, it will get better,鈥 Harrison consoled him.
鈥淗ow? I can鈥檛 just have an open ended statement. I need a solution. Something to fix this ache in my heart. How can I make this pain go away?鈥 Tom pleaded.
鈥淭om, there is no answer. You just have to try and work through your grief and eventually move forward.鈥
鈥淵ou know, Parker asked me the same thing right after Charlotte died. He needed the pain of her death to be lifted from his shoulders. I told him he needed time, but I lied. I knew he could never move on. That this would stick with him for years to come. That鈥檚 how I feel right now. There is no remedy except trying to make those bastards pay. Can you let me do that?鈥 Tom exclaimed.
鈥淭om, I鈥 yes, I can. Only because I know that is what you need right now. Someone to have your back. And I promise I always will.鈥 Harrison tried to comfort his grieving friend but it was hard. Hard to explain to Tom that it only seemed like his world was ending.
That night Tom came into your shared room looking half dead. He had black eye and bruises that littered all over his body. From that moment you knew you both couldn鈥檛 keep living like this. You couldn鈥檛 keep shoving down your feelings and refusing to face the world, same with Tom but instead of shutting people out the was instigating fights left and right.
鈥淭om, I need to talk to you,鈥 you sighed as Tom entered the room
鈥淵es, baby. Anything. I鈥檓 just happy to hear your voice,鈥 Tom replied, surprised you were speaking to him. This was his first verbal conversation with you in days.
鈥淲e need to make a change, we can鈥檛 keep living like this. It isn鈥檛 healthy,鈥 you began but was faced with a heart broken Tom.
鈥淵/N, don鈥檛 say that please,鈥 Tom pleaded.
鈥淭om, we aren鈥檛 moving forward. We鈥檙e stuck.鈥
鈥淣o, Y/N we can move on from this. Please don鈥檛 leave me.鈥
鈥淲hat? Tom, I would never. I need you more than you need me,鈥 you questioned.
鈥淪eriously doubt that. Baby please don鈥檛 scare me like that again. If I don鈥檛 have you. I don鈥檛 have anything,鈥 Tom whispered as he came to your side, wrapping his arms around you.
鈥淭om, you鈥檒l always have me. But what I was meaning to talk about is, I think you need to step away from the mob for a while. You aren鈥檛 dealing with losing Parker healthily. Killing people for sport doesn鈥檛 help process your pain.鈥 You said, trying to fight back the tears.
鈥淵/N, I鈥檓 not ready to accept it. He can鈥檛 be gone. Our son can鈥檛 be gone,鈥 Tom cried out.
鈥淭om, I鈥檝e been feeling the same way. Instead of working through our grief together, we鈥檝e been fighting our own battles and it is doing more damage than good. I鈥檓 drowning here, I need you. I need you next to my side to help me through this because I wake up most mornings and have thoughts that I should never think about. Like I don鈥檛 want to live this life anymore or live at all.鈥
鈥淟ove, I didn鈥檛 know. Y/N, I don鈥檛 ever want you feeling that way.鈥
鈥淚 know but I don鈥檛 want to feel this way either. We need to get away. Eventually far from the mob, maybe travel like you always wanted to,鈥 you sniffled, wiping away tears.
鈥淵/N, you know I want that but, I can鈥檛 just leave. Our life is here,鈥 Tom explained.
鈥淚鈥檓 not saying now. But I can鈥檛 live out my days in this house, all I see is him and everything that we鈥檝e lost. I can鈥檛 do it anymore. It鈥檚 killing me. Don鈥檛 you see that? I need to know that we will have our happy ending somewhere other than here. Once Rosie has graduated. In three years, we leave. Please give me that, you pleaded.
鈥淵/N, I promise. In 3 years we can start our happily ever after.鈥 Tom agreed. You finally had a date in mind. You needed to find happiness somewhere else that wasn鈥檛 tainted with Parker鈥檚 memory.
Everyone was suffering, Rosie however was very good at hiding it. She was the rock when Parker passed. She knew if the roles were reversed, Parker would be there for everyone.
She threw herself in the mob and other aspects, refusing to let herself break down like the rest of her family. She was mostly consoling Henry. Henry had a hard time adjusting to life without his best friend. He tried to be strong for Rosie but nights she would find him crying himself to sleep.
鈥淎re you coming to bed?鈥 Rosie asked as Henry was held up in living room.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 think so just yet, I have to finish this,鈥 Henry sighed in frustration, while lounging on the couch.
鈥淲hat is it?鈥 Rosie asked, coming over to snuggle with him.
鈥淧arker鈥檚 eulogy. Did you finish your鈥檚?鈥
鈥淯mm, yeah I did.鈥 Rosie responded, in reality she hadn鈥檛 even thought about it. Planning on making it up as she went tomorrow.
鈥淚t鈥檚 just killing me. To actually think of him as gone, especially because of tomorrow. I鈥檓 not ready to say goodbye,鈥 Henry cried, trying to fight back tears.
鈥淚 know. I miss him too,鈥 Rosie responded. Henry started breaking into a fit of sobs and Rosie moved to comfort him. 鈥淚t鈥檚 okay, I鈥檓 here.鈥
鈥淲hy are you not sadder? I haven鈥檛 once seen you break down, like everyone else,鈥 Henry sniffled.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know, maybe I just went through the stages of grief quicker. I鈥檝e already accepted it.鈥
鈥淥k well, glad you aren鈥檛 as sad as me. Then we would have two blubbering messes. I know this probably a huge turn off,鈥 Henry muttered, stopping to blow his nose. She chuckled in response but Rosie knew something was off. She shed a few tears looking at the building blazing that night but she hadn鈥檛 cried since.
Quickly changing the subject to not seem like a heartless wrench she asked. 鈥淲hat are you writing about? Can I have a sneak peek?鈥
鈥淭hat鈥檚 the hard part, I was trying to think of a story about Parker and I鈥檚 friendship but I keep coming up blank. Either he wasn鈥檛 actually my best friend or I鈥檝e just repressed all memories about him.鈥
鈥淥h baby鈥,鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 ok. I鈥檓 okay.鈥 I鈥檓 sorry Roo, but could you help me?鈥
鈥淥f course, what do you have so far?鈥 鈥淚 have the title 鈥淧arker鈥檚 eulogy,鈥 and that鈥檚 it,鈥 Henry said, reading off the words written on the paper he had been staring at for an hour.
鈥淥h okay, well. Maybe you should talk about a funny story between the two of you.鈥
鈥淥k, I have one. Once upon a time鈥︹
鈥淗enry, you can鈥檛 start a eulogy with once upon a time.鈥
鈥淵ou didn鈥檛 let me finish, once upon a time I met this boy and he had the most adorable, and at the same time, beautiful sister. She is so perfect in so many ways. I grew hopelessly in love with her. To this day I still am.鈥
鈥淎ww, as much as I love that story it barely mentions Parker.鈥
鈥淩oo, it鈥檚 too hard. I can鈥檛 sit here and reminisce all the times we spent together. I can鈥檛 write down stories that I鈥檝e already lived. I can鈥檛 tell them to others and start referring to him as a 鈥榳as鈥 and not a 鈥榠s鈥. I鈥檓 not capable of telling the story of how one year where both our families went skiing, Parker and I snuck on a black diamond slope without permission and both ended up with a broken leg. Or the story of how I knew Parker and I would be best friends forever, I shouldn鈥檛 be the only one telling it, he should be here too. It鈥檚 not fair. Why could鈥檝e it been me?鈥
鈥淗enry, don鈥檛 say that. I don鈥檛 know what I鈥檇 do without you. But that seems like a good anecdote, write about that.鈥
鈥淩osie, you don鈥檛 get it. I can鈥檛, I physically can鈥檛 do it鈥 I鈥檓 sorry but I don鈥檛 understand why you aren鈥檛 sad. It鈥檚 weird. My best friend is dead and the weird part is that HE WAS YOUR BROTHER and you don鈥檛 even seem the least bit bothered by it,鈥 Henry thundered, his sad voice morphing into an accusatory one. 鈥淪orry, I was just trying to help鈥. I鈥檒l see you tomorrow, night.鈥 Rosie finished quickly excusing herself without so much as a goodnight kiss. She knew Henry was going through something but he didn鈥檛 have to take it out on her. She quickly made her way to bed and waited for the next day to come.
The day no one was actually prepared for.
The day of Parker鈥檚 funeral. Everyone鈥檚 final goodbye to your son.
Everyone managed to dress appropriately, in all black to symbolize your mourning. The day however was rather beautiful, a bright blue streaked across ever corner of the sky. Not a single cloud in sight, which was near impossible thing in London. Parker would鈥檝e loved a day like this. For one he wouldn鈥檛 be at a funeral, especially not his own. He would be at the beach or going for a bike ride under the gorgeous sun.
The weather kind of taunted you. How dare the day be beautiful the day you bury your son. You knew it was silly but it felt like a cosmic joke of some sorts.
People started gathering at the cemetery. Nikki, Dom, Harry, Sam and Paddy were already there to help you and everyone else get through that day.
Nikki was mostly concerned with helping Rosie. She knew you had been a little checked out lately, no fault of your own, you were grieving. Nikki just wanted to make sure Rosie was dealing with her emotions, not shoving them aside.
鈥淩osie, I understand if the eulogy will be too hard. I can read it for you,鈥 Nikki offered, catching a glance of Rosie going over he eulogy underneath a tree. 鈥淣o, it鈥檚 ok. I should be the one to do it,鈥 Rosie exclaimed.
鈥淧arker would understand. All your emotions couldn鈥檛 be more valid. Have you allowed yourself to cry over him yet?鈥 鈥淒on鈥檛 worry I did. Odd question though, thought you鈥檇 be wanting me to be strong. I have been for everyone else.鈥 鈥淩osie, you don鈥檛 have to with me. I鈥檓 here for you, flower.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 fine grandma, I should check on mom.鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 okay, I鈥檒l send Harry,鈥 Nikki concluded, grabbing her phone to shoot Harry a text.
鈥淢om, I gonna get Y/N to eat something鈥 Harry said, calling out to Nikki.
鈥淩eally, how?鈥 鈥淚 came prepared. Granted it is only chocolate but baby steps. How鈥檚 Rosie? Is she freaking out about the eulogy?鈥
鈥淪he says she can handle it. I believe her. I just don鈥檛 know where that girl got all her strength. Certainly not from us.鈥
鈥淚 have a clue鈥︹ Harry explained, his eyes wandering to you sitting in the front row.
鈥淐ome on, the proceedings are about to start.鈥 Nikki said, pulling her son to meet everyone else, atop the small hill.
The person officiating the ceremony was standing behind a chestnut colored casket, about to be lowered into the ground. There were 3 chairs, for you, Tom, and Rosie. Everyone else stood as they witnessed Parker be lowered into his final resting place.
Tears manage to fall throughout the entire day, but they came more frequently as Rosie stood up to deliver her eulogy. Rosie somberly walked near the casket, passing the dozens of roses on top. She was clutching to her note cards, her guideline to the hardest goodbye ever.
鈥淢y brother was the greatest person I ever knew. He had already dealt with so much loss, it is unfair that we are gathered here today to mourn him. I鈥檝e been trying to think of what to say, maybe an amusing anecdote or embarrassing story. Maybe one where he demonstrated bravery. But I think I鈥檒l just say what all of us having been thinking. It feels unreal that he is gone. He was my twin and I can honestly say not having him beside me, feels like a piece of me is missing.鈥 Rosie began, fighting back the urge to cry.
鈥淗e would always manage to bring a smile to my face even the darkest of times. I鈥檝e celebrated every birthday with him, every school event, my entire life with him. We were supposed to be the same age till the end of time together. I miss him more than I can bare but we have a chance to honor him and not mourn, it is what he would have wanted. My brother was always there for me, especially at my weakest. From carrying me into the house after I fell on my tricycle and skinned my knee to comforting me with cupcakes and ice cream after a break up. We all need that person in our lives. And Parker was my anchor, my savior and my best friend. If you have that person now, please give them a reminder of how much you love them. Parker and I both know I should I鈥檝e said more often, he the same. I鈥檓 sorry P. And with this flower, I finally say goodbye to my guide post, my better half, my brother. We will always miss you.鈥 Rosie finished and quickly wiped the tears that had fallen with the back of her hand.
She glanced over at you, bailing into Tom鈥檚 shoulder. Her words moved you to a whole other level of grief. This whole time you had been grieving for yourself. It鈥檚 not selfish, but you realized just how bad everyone else was hurting.
After the funeral, everyone made it back to the manor for the reception. Hors d鈥檕euvres made their way around to guests, conveniently managing to skip you. Harry was still getting on your nerves, hoping you鈥檇 eat something.
Harry would constantly bring food beneath your nose, waving an assortment of healthy snacks and candy in front of your face. He was determined to get you to eat something even if chocolate melted in his suit pockets.
鈥淗ey, Y/N/N. How are you holding up?鈥 Harry asked, finding you staring blankly into space. 鈥淚鈥檝e definitely been better,鈥 you responded, chuckling at your current state.
鈥淵/N, can you please eat something?鈥 Harry asked, shoved food in your face. 鈥淚鈥檓 fine, thank you though,鈥 you blatantly stated, probably for the tenth time.
鈥淐ome on, I have your favorite,鈥 Harry smirked. 鈥淵ou have MnM鈥檚?鈥 you quipped, your ears perking up.
鈥淥k give them to me.鈥 You nearly lunged to grab the bag from his hands. In truth you had been starving yourself, you were hungry but couldn鈥檛 find the will to eat. Sweets were sure better than the fancy finger food your cook was serving.
Everyone else seemed to be within their own world. Tom had immediately gone back to talking shop, more like who are we gonna kill next week. People seemed to disappear, one in particular, Rosie. You asked Henry, to try and find her. He scoured the house in search of her and eventually found her in Parker鈥檚 room. For days the door had been locked, no one wanted to confront the reality of his bed not being slept in or his clothes not worn. It would reaffirm that he is gone and it was going to take a long time to heal.
鈥淩osie? You in here?鈥 Henry whispered, knocking softly on the door. It creaked opener evening a distraught Rosie, crying on her bed.
Tears streamed down her face as she croaked out, 鈥淗i.鈥
鈥淥h, Rosie,鈥 Henry consoled as he moved to embrace her. She broke into a fit of sobs.
鈥淗e鈥檚 gone. He said he was right behind me,鈥 Rosie looked up, with puffy red eyes.
鈥淪hhh, it鈥檚 ok. I鈥檓 here,鈥 Henry said, moving to bring her in his arms.
鈥淚 should鈥檝e never left him behind. I keep blaming myself. If I never left him, he would still be here.鈥
鈥淩oo, baby. You can鈥檛 do that.鈥
鈥淚 know, I know but I can鈥檛 do this. I鈥檓 not ready for him to be gone,鈥 Rosie cried, into Henry鈥檚 suit. Tears never bothered to stop coming. She completely broke with him, all the pain and grief she had been hiding was now in the spotlight. Rosie wasn鈥檛 ready for a goodbye, none of you were.
Everyone eventually came to the same conclusion, that all the scars in your heart will heal with time. Even though the sadness never fades, you learn to grow with it.
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