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‘ so your hand just accidentally slipped and happened to land on his face ? repeatedly ? ’  lara asked with a heavy load of skepticism, trying not to get angry before knowing the whole situation but the more information she got the more she realized how much the other was at fault. though she should be mad by default, the girl did punch her boyfriend, but it wasn’t like she hadn’t wished she’d done the same exact thing to him so many times before. there was no doubt in her mind that he deserved it, but did it really have to be her that served him justice ?  the girl that she’d been cheating on him with for the past three months ? ‘ oh my god, did he find out about us ? ’ her mind automatically went to that conclusion, not being able to think of anything else the two would be fighting about. ‘ tell me the truth, what the hell happened ? ’ she demanded, tendering to the other’s injuries could wait for a moment. 

it’s 3am where are you?? she sent another worried text to her girlfriend, who she hadn’t seen or heard from since hours before when she stormed out the door of their shared apartment. it all started when natasha came home from a long shift at the hospital, and the other girl wanted to go out. but she was too tired, and the doctor who was thirty years old didn’t feel like going to some college party. this didn’t sit well with her girlfriend, who she always told that the age difference between them wouldn’t effect them. natasha didn’t feel like she was in the wrong but she felt a sense of guilt, just letting her out the door when they were in such a bad place. suddenly she heard stumbly footsteps and her eyes shot to the door, where someone was tugging on the door handle from the outside. just as she was about to get up from the couch to see who was there, her very drunk girlfriend burst through the door. “is there a reason you haven’t answered any of my texts for the last serveral hours? i mean i know you’re pissed at me but that doesn’t mean you can just do whatever you want. i need to know where you are and if you’re safe.” she lectures her sternly, standing up and walking towards her, “hope you had fun because i couldn’t sleep even though i was exhausted, not knowing if you were okay.” she says bitterly giving her the coldest glare, crossing her arms defensively.

juliet knew something was up on the way home from christmas with the other’s family, had she figured out that she was supposed to propose and chickened out ? she hadn’t said a word to her the whole ride, and was staring out the window not even looking in her direction once. she couldn’t believe she couldn’t go through with it, the other girl was surrounded by friends and family and it was the perfect movement. juliet thought she was over her commitment issues but at the last second she felt like she was going to be sick, telling the other girl’s mom that she forgot the ring at home because she was so nervous. with wasn’t true at all, the ring was still burning a hole in her pocket. once they got back to their shared apartment she noticed the other was heading towards the bedroom, “ uh, you going straight to bed? thought we could cuddle up and watch one more christmas movie. i mean, the day is almost over. won’t get to do that for another year, and i know how much you love christmas so why not make this last ? ” she suggested in a rambling like fashion, not knowing how the other girl was feeling at the moment. 

‘ it’s not my fault your flight got cancelled because of the snow storm, but you can’t... be here.’  natasha says as she tries to get everything ready on time for her families arrival, cleaning every inch of the house and setting up all the christmas decorations she’d reluctantly fetched from the attic. she felt bad for saying this to her girlfriend, who basically lived with her, but she couldn’t deal with what her family would think. ‘ it’s not like they care that i’m gay, we crossed that bridge years ago. you’re just... they’re gonna think you’re too YOUNG for me.’ she struggles to explain, not wanting to upset the other girl or offend her. but it was undeniable, their age difference. ‘ i’m thirty, they want me to start settling down. look, i’ll put you up in a nice hotel for a couple of days while they’re here. you can order all the room service you want and go to a spa and watch bad holiday lifetime movies all day. it won’t be so bad.’  she tries to make this arrangement sound appealing to her, but it was hard when spending christmas alone was a depressing concept. 

will be on after this hell of a finals week is over. that is all. 

axel knows he has no redeemable qualities, well, except for being rich & hot & famous. so he can’t figure out why his bandmate’s girlfriend who seemed perfect in every way had been trying to get with him for the past couple weeks. now the rockstar usually would of gave in by now because he’s not that good of a person, but the band was on a huge tour and didn’t want to jeopardize that by causing problems with carter. but when he’s left alone at a party with her in a backroom because she wanted to “get away” from all the commotion and he drunkenly agreed, he knows he’s about to make a BAD decision. ‘ i just feel like no one understands me you know ? does that make me sound fuckin’ emo or what ? ’ axel starts to vent, siting down on the couch and mindlessly looking up at the ceiling, the alcohol suddenly making it very easy to share his true feelings. ‘ i mean, who else is going through the — ’  he’s cut off by a feeling in his crotch, looking down to find the girl palming at him and trying to undo his jeans, ‘ whoa, what are you doing ? ’ he sits up slightly, his face overcome with confusion. her boyfriend, his bandmate was right outside. this wasn’t right. 

luke was supposed to be at an interview all day for a skater’s magazine, but of course, life had other plans. on the way to taking his three year old daughter to daycare, she threw up all over the backseat of the car, and when he pulled over to check her out he realized her forehead was burning up. he tried to get a hold of his girlfriend, but after getting her voicemail four times he gave up. so with that the twenty year old cancelled the interview and brought his little girl to the doctors, where they gave her a prescription and him a list of things he should to to help her get better. getting home he set up callie on the couch in front of the tv, surrounding her with pillows and blankets. after giving her some medicine and making sure she was settled, he went looking for the other girl. he saw her car in the driveway, where was she and why hadn’t she answered him half the day ? then suddenly he heard a nosie in the master bathroom, ‘ i called you like a million times, where were you ? callie’s sick and — ’  he cuts himself off, seeing his girlfriend bent over the toilet and throwing up, a positive pregnancy test at her side. ‘ what’s... what’s going on  ? ’ he asks hesitantly, were they going to have a second kid ? sure, because of luke’s skating career they had the money to do that. but did they mentally have the strength ? they had their first kid when luke was seventeen, which he thought he wouldn’t be able to handle but in the end it was one of the best things to ever happen to him. but he felt like that teenager again in this moment, one kid was one thing but two ? could they handle that right now ? 

‘ you pushed me in while i was trying to get all the bugs out of the pool for you ! i’ve never been more disrespected in my life.’ reid emerges from the pool soaking wet, retreating to the big towel both of them were sharing on the grass. he’s being overly DRAMATIC for effect, but can’t help the smallest smile from cracking on his lips because dammit he had to admit the other got him good. and besides, he was going to let the other do whatever they wanted today because he couldn’t bare to see them in the state they were yesterday. a crying mess, close to doing something self-destructive and dangerous, because of his ASSHOLE brother who broke up with them. that’s why today he offered to hang out with them, help them keep their mind off of the end of their horrible year relationship. he felt sad for them, but he was glad they were finally rid of his brother, he treated them awfully and cheated on them numerous times. ‘ you’re the rudest person i’ve ever met, you know.’ he teases, laying back down on the blanket and getting dangerous close, then shaking his head like a dog to get them all wet, laughing while doing it. 

rose was… tipsy, to say the least. her legs felt a little wobbly and she was sure she’d spent the past half an hour laughing about things that weren’t really funny with her best friend. that had all got a little boring very quickly and when her gaze landed on the familiar female she didn’t hesitate to make her way towards her. settling herself upon alex’s lap, she smiles lazily before looping her arms around her neck. ‘ of course people can see us, ’  she murmurs, her eyebrows drawing together slightly in confusion. why was that an issue ? did the other girl not want this ? ‘ drunk ?  what makes you think i’m drunk ?  can’t i come spend a little time with you without being drunk ? ’  she was drunk, and a bottle of tequila was to blame, and that wasn’t enabling her to figure out the potential issue. normally she wouldn’t dare show this kind of affection in public, never mind to another girl. right now, though, she didn’t care at all. she just wanted to enjoy herself and where was the harm in that ? ‘ don’t you want me ? ’

alex is sulking on the couch in the crowed house party, her friends had all ditched her and she knows the girl she came here for wouldn’t dare even look at her public. this night was feeling  p o i n t l e s s, except for the free beer, which speaking of she was finishing off drink number five right now. she was very tipsy, but she’d need a couple more to get hammered. though she didn’t even know if she’d be here that much longer, really just wanting to ditch and go home. just as she was about to get up to find her friends to see if they could get going, she was stopped by her unofficial girlfriend straddling her lap. “hi ?” she questions with a puzzled look on her face, “you um... you know everyone can see us right ?” she looks around at the party goers, who aside from a couple glances weren’t even looking in the pairs general direction. “how drunk are you exactly ? ” she leans closer to try to smell her breath, knowing the only explanation for this was that she was wasted out of her mind and didn’t care what other people were thinking. she was kind of stiff, this HOT girl was in her lap in front of everyone, suddenly she didn’t know how to act or what to do with her hands. 

skye didn’t typically grow attached to people – not the ones she messed around with at least – hence it had never been hard for her to keep things with juliet’s brother plain and superficial. she had a gift for keeping boys at a distance anyway. oddly enough, though, when the other female uttered the word done, it left her feeling rather unsettled. instantly the young woman took a step forward, closer towards juliet. “the difference is that i don’t care about him,” she reaffirmed, trying to keep her voice leveled, "i told you it didn’t mean anything. hell, i hardly even remember it. it meant nothing. he means nothing.“ shaking her head, skye’s gaze searched the other girl’s features for some hint of her possibly caving in. she REFUSED to let them be done. they couldn’t be. the mere thought of having to tag along to family dinners, sitting across from juliet, holding her brother’s hand whilst the both of them ignored each other felt wrong. "he doesn’t like me. he likes the fact that he got laid.” swiftly she attempted to take juliet’s hand, her voice softening. “juliet – please.”

juliet usually stubbornly held her ground, once her mind was made up no one could change it. but usually didn’t apply to skye and her, everything about their relationship was so different than what juliet was used to. she tried so hard to dismiss her reassuring words and arguments that she was WRONG, but a part of her couldn’t help but listen. she refused to look at the other girl, knowing if she took one look at her face she’d cave in a second. that’s how whipped she was, and that scared her to death. “i just hated how he talked about you, like you were some sort of prize that he officially claimed. you might as well been a piece of meat, i almost decked him right square in the face.” she admits, anger bubbling up inside her just at the thought. when skye reached for her had she couldn’t resist anymore, she could never resist her touch. finally, she shifted her eyes in her direction, “fine, fine. sorry i freaked out. this is just ... harder than i expected. knowing he’s touched you like i have drives me crazy. because he doesn’t fuckin’ deserve you and he thinks of you as just some hot fuck.” she shakes her head in disgust, then intertwines their fingers together, “i don’t know how much longer i can keep this up though, it’s killing me.” she lets out a frustrated sigh, wanting to let her know she wasn’t just going to let this go. 

being with her family for christmas was something tilly had done for a few years before she met mia. she’d call her grandparents, but flying back to switzerland wasn’t something she could do every holiday. it was nice to have a family to spend the holidays with now. it was even more exciting to see how happy her children were when experiencing all of these things for the first time. “ugh, it’s going to be an early morning isn’t it?” a small pout toying at her lips. “alright – i promise, no more joking about matching pyjamas.” the blonde quipped, grinning at her wide. “well — have you thought about having a third kid? is that something you’d want?” she asked softly, an eyebrow raised. tilly chuckled at the other’s words but nodded, shifting to settle in her arms.

          if    annabelle    wanted    to    do    something,    she    did    it.    it    didn’t    matter    what    anyone    else    wanted.    she    was    stubborn,    and    she    was    self-centered    even    though    she    would    deny    that    until    the    day    that    she    died.    annabelle    and    alcohol    were    always    a    toxic    pairing    and    there    was    a    part    of    her    that    the    liquid    had    complete    hold    over    and    when    there    was    an    opportunity    for    her    to    get    it,    she    went    for    it.    she    had    gotten    smashed    at    that    party    and    hadn’t    been    paying    attention    to    time.    nor    had    she    been    paying    attention    to    her    phone    –    which,    sober    her    would    be    grateful    for    in    the    morning    that    she    wouldn’t    have    to    apologize    for    any    drunken    texts.    making    her    way    through    the    door    and    being    greeted    with    the    older    females    words    that    were    going    much    too    quickly    or    her    to    comprehend    all    at    once,    the    drunken    female    scoffed    bitterly,    avoiding    eye    contact    at    all    costs    as    she    headed    for    the    kitchen    to    find    something    to    satisfy    her    hunger.    “    what    are    you,    my    mom    ?    ”    she    questions.    “    go    to    sleep    if    you’re    so    tired.    i    am    totally    capable    of    taking    care    of    myself    thank    you    very    much.    ”

it’s 3am where are you?? she sent another worried text to her girlfriend, who she hadn’t seen or heard from since hours before when she stormed out the door of their shared apartment. it all started when natasha came home from a long shift at the hospital, and the other girl wanted to go out. but she was too tired, and the doctor who was thirty years old didn’t feel like going to some college party. this didn’t sit well with her girlfriend, who she always told that the age difference between them wouldn’t effect them. natasha didn’t feel like she was in the wrong but she felt a sense of guilt, just letting her out the door when they were in such a bad place. suddenly she heard stumbly footsteps and her eyes shot to the door, where someone was tugging on the door handle from the outside. just as she was about to get up from the couch to see who was there, her very drunk girlfriend burst through the door. “is there a reason you haven’t answered any of my texts for the last serveral hours? i mean i know you’re pissed at me but that doesn’t mean you can just do whatever you want. i need to know where you are and if you’re safe.” she lectures her sternly, standing up and walking towards her, “hope you had fun because i couldn’t sleep even though i was exhausted, not knowing if you were okay.” she says bitterly giving her the coldest glare, crossing her arms defensively. 

a sigh made it past plump lips and long hair was being shoved over her shoulder. the accusations are absolutely true, there’s no denying that ( not that the thought hadn’t seemed appealing for at least a second if juliet weren’t smart enough to catch on – which she is ) but it hadn’t really been intentional. it wasn’t like she needed or craved mediocre hook ups with her semi-boyfriend when the girl currently glaring at her was in the picture. it had just so happened. “babe,” she started out yet again, tongue running past her lesser lip as she attempted to keep her voice calm and soothing, "please calm down. of course i don’t actually like him.“ a quiet, frustrated noise escaped her as she averted her eyes for just a moment. she wasn’t usually too familiar with feelings such as GUILT but it seemed to be one of rare occasions in which it formed at the pit of her stomach. "we were drunk and he was making moves on me and it just happened. it didn’t mean shit, jules. i promise.”

a part of her wished this confrontation would debunk the rumor, but when skye confirmed that she and her brother had in fact slept together, her heart sank. she knew how her brother could exaggerate, but this time he’d actually told the truth. not like juliet had any valid grounds to be upset with her, they hadn’t defined anything in their relationship, if you could even call it that. when they first started this juliet did it because it was secretive at hot, she never thought it would turn into something more. “well, then what’s the difference between me and him huh? we’re just both people you sleep with.” she points out, shaking her head and letting out a bitter laugh, “and i actually thought we had...” she starts in a vulnerable tone then stops herself before she says something she regrets, “it doesn’t matter. we can’t see each other anymore. my brother really likes you and the novelty of sneaking around has worn off. we’re done.” she says sternly, though those words were some of the most painful she’s ever had to speak. she couldn’t continue this mess, knowing she had feelings for her and skye still had to be with her brother. it would just hurt to much, so she figured that stopping it now would do the least damage.