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Enzo didn't want to cry anymore he was tired of being weak and needy and having people think he was crazy. But the teenager had found himself drifting through life and feeling like no one would ever love him or understand him enough to stay. He wanted to feel someone's lips on his and to have them say I love you Enzo and not call him freak or different and other names the kids loved to call him all of the time. He would come here and hide in the boys  bathroom between classes and just sit and cry and wish that he would disappear and become someone else just for one day be another person one who wasn't hurt or looked down upon for his actions Enzo was just trying to make it he wasn't sure if he could stay in this place any longer but the one thing that was holding him here was his new friend but he figured he wouldn't need him. The other was going to become a football player like the rest of them and just tease him as well.

Enzo couldn't deal with it he was tired of having someone else hate him and judge him. Everything hurt inside the rockstar and he just wanted someone to understand to protect him and to show him love that he would never find even now he was sure it would never be. He would always be stuck in this place this broken place. Hearing someone enter the bathroom he figured that it would be one of his bullies causing him trouble again. But the teen was shocked when it was the other his friend and he wanted to talk to him. Taking his shaking hand and putting it to his face Enzo wiped away a single tear that streamed down his cheeks and he tried to act like he was okay with little to no avail he wasn't okay and he would never be okay.

"You didn't have to come in here you know. I'm fine this happens all of the time in this school I get teased by the jocks or beaten up it can go either way. Depending on the person and what they feel like doing to me. My life isn't perfect and I'm sure you want to be my friend. But why? You can be anyone and anything you want to be your new here and people love you already. Me I choose my path and I know who I am. I'm not going to fit into their mold of what they want me to be I can't play sports and I'm more into singing than the prom. I'm a looser and I spend my time writing songs and sitting at home when I should be out having fun and having a girlfriend my mother thinks it's odd I don't have a girlfriend yet. I told her I'm waiting for my soulmate. Come in if you want but nothing is going to help. You can decide for yourself if I'm worth knowing. Once you do get to know me honestly. It's up to you"

Enzo replied in a low hushed tone as he got up from the floor of  the bathroom before opening the door to let the other see he was okay and not doing something stupid. Enzo hated lying and saying that he wanted to kiss a girl and be with a girl. Everyone did know the truth. Enzo wasn't really like most his age and he found himself knowing that now seeing the other who was perfect and everything he longed to be someone better someone who was loved and adored.

Leo was sitting down infront of him, closet on that tiny bathroom as he decided to let him say anything he wanted to say shutting down just like Enzo did with him before— maybe because he didn't know what to answer, maybe because he thought if he shut down and ignore his words he would leave, either way he stayed in silence listening to him and he appreciate that since begin cut was something he didn't like. He went to many schools over the year, he saw lot of things that jerks did to some other guys but nothing seemed as wrong as Enzo explain. He talk like if they broke him down and didn't let him be and the worst thing is that Enzo accepted that. That is what most bothered to Leo— that Enzo was fine about it even if he didn't like what was happing around him, that he thought it was his choice of live hidding in the bathroom or in his room leaving his thoughts under a paper. But he guessed it was better to use his anger and sadness in something beautiful like a song instead of doing God knows what silly thing could go throught his mind. Leo never had seen someone as broken as Enzo was and he definetly didn't want to keep seeing him like this, there was always something better to do apart from hidding— fighting, it would be hard but he knew it was worth. "I'm the new guy, the new toy and the new person to get judge by the whole high school, sure they are people that like me but most are going to forget my name in a week or when two girls start fighting in the cafeteria." he said rolling his eyes. "I've been in that position a lot, and I learn to not fucking care of what these stupid who meant nothing to me could possible think or say. And that's some value important you have to  learn from what it seems, since you're hidding, giving up the fight of this high school and if you give up this, you're mostly going to give up in other important things." he explained doing a little pause. "High school is supposed to be the best time of our times, where we find ourselfs and our real friends, we fuck up and we fix things up. That's life, life knock you down and you have to wake up to get in round two." he sighed looking at their bags. "Every person is a world, you don't fit with the jerks, that's cool. You like singing? Well who knows if the Glee club or the music thing from the school likes you. You might never know if you stay here lying down hidding from everyone and you're definetly not finding your soul mate like this. You have to stop waiting for things to happen, you have to go out and make them happen" he said with a little laugh. He just quote his favorite quote for all the times— it as the most real sentence he ever heard, his dad said to him once they were installing into a new house and he was around seven, and he was rebelling against his parents for making him move after they promise they wouldn't, he wasn't talking to any of them till his dad sneaked into his room and talked to him, Leo vent with him talking how done he was about that he couldn't even get a friend before he had to ditch that person, he couldn't do any plans with anyone fearing that they were moving out, leaving that plan in their minds like a good idea that could had happened and when his dad said these words something in his brain changed and start to be more open with people and social trying to help everyone. Leo heard the bell rang indicating that the class was over and that the hall would be full of people changing classrooms, talking with friends and classmates, copying homework.. Leo raise up and looked down to him. "So you're coming to class with me or you prefer stay here?" he asked hoping he would choose the first option. "Even if we can always skip classes, I mean, I have maths now I definitely like better skipping." he said rolling his eyes as he offered him his hand to help him raise up. "Come on, it would be fun." he said with a smile.

Pay-Per-View | Closed

She lay her head back on the pillow, enjoying the kisses and touches. She was used to get spoiled in bed, but he was clearly putting on a show for the camera. She was planning on doing the same. “This is so exciting.” She whispered in his ear, moaning softly when she felt his hands all over her. Yet she was eventually done with being touched and so she pushed him over on his back. “Your turn.” She said with a smile, her hands crawling up underneath his shirt. She moved her head down and kissed his chest, moving some sloppy kisses down his stomach. She then undid his belt, tossing it next to the bed. She quickly took his shirt off and then unzipped his jeans, yet she left them on. Her hand slid into his jeans, but not into his boxers. “Tell me how much you want me.” She said loud enough so it would be audible for the camera. She sat on top of him, her fingers trailing over his chest. “Say it.”

There was nothing hotter for him than Lucy taking control over their sex, he loved all types of Lucy in bed but that was the one that turn him on way too much even if he knew that she was going to exaggerate her behavior because of the camara but he was completly okay with that. He bit his lip when he felt her hands down her shirt, kissing his chest and stomach watching her taking his belt and helping her taking his shirt off. He bit his lip even harder with a moan when she felt her hand into his jeans watching at her sitting up to him smiling deciding to do what she was asking for. “I want you!” he gasped looking over her— if she wanted some show, she would have that “I want you! I want you inside of me since the moment you get throught that door!” he said raising his voice as he raise his back getting closer to her. "I fucking need you." he said as he got lost in her blue eyes without losing his north as he unzipped her pants getting his hand inside of her pants but, just like her, not into her panties— as much in as he could as he rub with his thumb up throught her panties. "How about you?" he asked raising one eyebrown. "You want me?" he asked in his sexy voice teasting her just like she did with him now as he played with a strip of her bra letting it fall over her arm, he had his head up to her chest and he couldn't help but get lost in her chest, bitting his lip as with his free hand he placed it on her waist raising up slowly throught her belly stoping in one of her boobs caressing it above her bra but without begin able to resist putting his hand down her bra. "Fuck, you're so fuckable." he mumbled loud enough for the camara as he was looking up to her moving his thumb on her panties over again with a smile on his face. As with the other hand his fingers nearly reach her nipple as they were moved throught her whole boob moving slowly for her to have chills as he was getting more on.

In the prime of their life, Muse A perishes in a tragic car accident. Shortly after, Muse B, who is in desperate need of an organ transplant, gets the call that they’re next on the list for donation. Muse A was an organ donor and because Muse A and Muse B were a perfect match, Muse B becomes a recipient of the vital organ from the recently departed Muse A. The transplant surgery goes well, however there are unforeseen side effects. While in the hospital, Muse B begins to see flashes in the corner of their eye of a person they’ve never seen before, Muse A. At first, Muse B dismisses the creepy sightings, assuming it has something to do with the medications they’re on. Once Muse B’s allowed to go home, the sightings become more frequent and Muse A’s non-corporeal form becomes more vivid. Muse B experiences the shock of their life when Muse A actually begins to speak to them one day, suggesting that they’re now connected somehow because of the transplant. Muse A may be dead, but they’re still hanging around and only Muse B can see them. Muse B is stuck with Muse A’s spirit at their side, and they have to learn how to live together for an indefinite future.

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New Family { C L O S E D }

The last… Oh, I don’t know… Year? Two? Who knew. Unreal? Unreal. She didn’t think this is how she’d have to go on- but now, she didn’t have an option. Win felt as though she’s a… a lead role, on a movie or show, or at least wished it wasn’t legit. 

Her dead father she wouldn’t be able to have around when she’s older, coping with a brokenhearted brother who know felt as though he had to be so responsible when he shouldn’t have to be… And a mother who, moved on so fast. It’s as if, at some point, she had expected to hear that he wouldn’t make it another month. Week. Hour. She, as their eldest, felt so stupid to be such an optimist and so oblivious regarding her father’s health condition. 

And when she had that talk with her mother? That talk that dad would want her to move on, and then figuring out that it’s her coworker she wanted to go on and be with? To elope with, not even have a god damn wedding? Oh god, she often would vomit at the thought. How could she do that? Just move on. It hasn’t even been a year. 

But Win had to get over it. She had to put on a strong shield and pretend as though she was alright with such a shift, such a change that was overwhelming. Painful, even. She’s never even met her step-sibling until… This morning. 

“Winona.” She coughed and looked down, awkward and slouching as she stood. She had slight bad posture, even more so when she was nervous or down and out. She was told that it’s been a new habit ever since her father had died. She thought she’d know about this girl. She felt upset that her mother, and her mother’s new husband, sugarcoated over that. That her step sister didn’t know about her, not even her name, and she didn’t even know her back. Strange. Outlandish. She looked at her mother, unable to hide how mad she felt over it as she started to walk until she felt her mother’s hand on her back with a clawing motion. “Ow… What?” She looked at her. Then, her mother looked over at the stranger step-sibling and the now, as she thought about it, stranger step dad she didn’t even got to know and gave an apologetic grin. She hoped that her mother wouldn’t apologize on her behalf, because she wouldn’t be behind it. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Isabelle. It would have been a lot nicer to have met you, you know, before our parents eloped. While they were still dating, even.” She didn’t care. It had to be called out.

When Elle watched Winona with her mother it just remind so much of her and her dad in every meeting that she was force to be in so it made her smile that fact, she was happy she also was feeling like her in that situtation and it was nice to know that she at least had someone that could share their thoughts about this and she couldn't help but get let out a little smile when she mocked of the behavior of their parents making her nod. "Tell me about it." she said rolling her eyes a bit as his dad just pushed his hand a bit tight to her shoulder. "Ouch, carefully." she said taking his dad's hand out of her. "Sorry. So if I'm not wrong he's Ryder, right?" he asked pointing to Wiona's brother as she gave him a little smile. "Winona, she already introduce herself and their mother, my wife, Stephanie." he said smiling to her as he walked over to her passing his arm throught her neck. "Oh no, you promise me there won't be kisses infront of me, not yet." she mumbled pointing to him with one hand as with the other she passed it throught her hair. She really couldn't take to see this. "A promise, is a promise right?" his father answered giving to Stephanie a little kiss on her check and she rolled her eyes. "Ugh." she said frustating looking back to their new step-siblings. "Well, it's nice to meet you both. Do you have some sort of nickname?" she said and asked looking to Winona since she really wasn't that big fan of her name already. "You can call me just Elle, that would be nice." she said approaching a bit to them shallowing softy looking at her hands and then back to them. "So" she whispered trying to don't create in any moment some kind of silence that it would just turn awkward for all of them.as she reached the o of the so in a lower tone playing with her feet thinking about something she could say next "Does anyone volunteers to show me around the house?" she said giving a little turn up around the living room trying to find some familiar pictures or something personal about them on it but with a naked eye she couldn't seem to find anything— it was a big itself and she really didn't even know if she had to share her room now or how they family work up. Maybe Stephanie took most of the things that reminds them to her old husband when they decided her dad was moving in with her and sighed feeling sorry about Stephenie's childrens since she know how was to act like if some of her parent never came in in their lifes. "Yes you should both show her the place so you start getting along, I can carry your things up to your room later, we're going to be here waiting till we start making dinner." her father said to the three of them. "And oh, I don't know if you know but I'm Joseph." he said with a smile to Stephanie's child. "Dad, don't force things up." she mumbled looking at the ground over again sighing since he always put her in awkward conversations either was with friends or family.

Forbidden love { C L O S E D }

He shrugged. “Only when nervous… or hungry… or drunk.” He looked to the ground. “Sorry.” He mumbled, folding his arms into the pockets his blazer. “Well… Uh I don’t recommend leaving your car in this… area…” He said, looking around at the destitute place. “Might get… well stolen or something… I could attach your car to mine… I mean… yours is small… and mine’s well…” He looked back at his jeep. “That…” He shrugged, “Uh… no one really nicknames me… I’m Seth and… well that’s it…” He looked down. “Uh… Samantha.. Would call you Thea?…. Or…. Antha?” He grimace at the last one…. “Maybe not the last one…” 

He watched her stare at him. He nodded, “Sure…” He smiled, taking her in, her smile and smell, even her hair which was sticking up at ends slightly. “Sure you wanna leave your car here?” He asked, shuffling from foot to foot. He hated this area… he’d heard about all the robberies… and his mother was murdered here… just outside of one of their facotries. You’d think the people would be grateful for them giving them jobs… apparently they weren’t. Now the factory, and many like it were closed. For cheaper labor abroad, and safer for the people working there. ”I’ll take you home.” He nodded, waiting for her to move towards his car.

Samantha chuclked a bit when he answered her. "Well I'm hoping your not drunk now." she commented as she couldn’t help but smile at his gestures as he spoke— laughing when he showed his jeep and at his grimace. She stayed in silence listening to all the words he said realizing that he probably would be really nervous then and he had reasons for it, probably his dad would know by then that he was there with her or just because of the situation itself, either ways he really needed to take one breath before talking. She listen to his options for a nickname "Thea sounds nice." she end up answering giving him another smile. "The other one just sounds like Agatha or acne." she said doing a little grimace similar to his. "I don't like either of these." she said putting one smile on her face getting more calm now. She looked down her car when he answered over again looking around the place watching some drunk guys walking around the street and she sighed. "Wouldn't be too much to ask if you could attach it to your jeep?" she asked looking back to him letting a little sigh out of her lips. "I think you're right, I shouldn't leave it over here, and it would and so tomorrow I will not have to come here or send someone to find him." she whispered looking to him as they walked to the jeep close to each other. "I like your jeep though." she said looking over it. "It's cool." she added looking at him sideways realizing that he somehow just made her calm about the whole situation and she was really thankful for that and also for him saving her ass of these guys. "I'm not good with cars so I have no clue how you're going to attach it but if I can help in something, just ask." she let him know since he was acting so nice to her even all their family differences and the ones that they were supposed to have. "I never got in a jeep before, can I go in?" she asked opening the door front seat waiting for his permission to get in looking over her shoulder a little poking with her eyes his jeep.

"Well I find it’s much less futile to thank one person than criticize society." She gives a small smile, she understood what he meant. There was this whole culture built around it, but she’d never really had the times to be interested. 

"Yeah, I guess you're right." he said nodding a bit to her. "Even if someone should kick them off for once with these stupid ways, legends and traditions that are creating that are meaningless." he mumbled more to himself rolling his eyes a bit as he shake his head not wanting to boring her with some talk like that since who knows if she shared the same thoughts of her. "But let's not talk about that yeah?" he asked with a little smile.

"Well most people don’t understand, or assume I’m being rude, which is hardly ever my intention." She bites her lip. "So I really do have to thank you." 

Tony smiled lighty to her. “You don’t really have to, you should be complaning to all these stupids that go over there creating their high expectations created by a stupid tattoo” he said rolling his eyes a bit since he always hated these tattoes telling you who was you’re soulmate person, he never believed in that.

I don't recall { C L O S E D }

Rea smiled brightly, she was excited to have done something like snapping without thinking about it, also hearing Issac laughing made her happy. The realization that she liked the same music made her giddy. “I don’t know, it was one of those. Maybe. But I’d really like that. Thank you.” Rea took another bite of her donut, but felt her stomach get queasy. She ignored it, “Issac, since you know everything about me, would it be weird to ask for a history lesson? Like what do I like to do? How did we meet? What’s your job? Where do we live?” Rea stopped herself, “I’m sorry. That’s probably too much for me to take it. I’m just…excited to be awake. I just want to get out of here already.”

He smiled hearing her questions— he knew she would make them, even if it's just for curiosity but it made him really happy to see that she was interested in knowing more about them, about him and about herself. "Don't be sorry, it's normal you want to know and discover anything. You just wake up for almost two month coma where most of doctors didn't thought you make it so it's going to take some days but you'll be out of here." he said smiling to her as he thought of her questions. "Okay, so here it comes some answers for you. How we met. We actually met by a friend in common, more or less, our common friend, Alex, was traveling and she told me to look after the house and left me her key and that day my TV broke down so I sneaked into their house because they were doing that documental I was absorved about which you actually took it away at the second you lied down the couch." he said laughing to her. "But so I was basically there and you got in because you were around the neighborhood and you were having some bad day and then a dog bit you so you sneaked out into Alex's house while I was there and I helped you leaned up and we stayed the whole afternoon there and we just connected somehow and we we exchanged numbers and talked for messages and see each other Alex at parties and then we start haging out by our own and one thing led to another and here we are." he said putting one smile on his face remembering that moment. "My job? I'm actually a businessman. I trade stocks or buying companies for my company." he explained and realized that she would be lost in the whole thing. "Let me make it simple basically a businessman is a person who performs a set of functions that are related with earning money or even earning status in the society." he said giving her a smile. "Our main motive is to earn cash, for this they try out various ways to earn profits for the companies we work for. Hope you could get some basic thing from that." he said looking over her as he thought about her other questions. "Where we live? We actually live in a big spacious and custom home and you make sure of that. I guess next time I come I can make pictures?" he asked smiling to her so she wouldn't get her mind imagining something and then coming up with something totally opposite.

Strangers in a cab || Antonia & Max

“Yes! Exactly!” She laughed. “I couldn’t have said it better myself. That’s exactly how I feel. I bet at night it’s beautiful where you live. You can probably see stars and hear the crickets. Gosh, what id give to camp out under stars one time. I’ve really missed the simple things.” Antonia smiled. Antonia laughed at his comment about being a stalker. “No, I believe you. Telling me you aren’t a stalker is all the reassurance I need.” She teased in a mocking tone. “I live in the new condos they just built. So we are basically smack dab in the middle of the city and all the commotion. Nothing like the soothing sounds of blowing car horns and couples fighting on the street below to sing ya to sleep!” Antonia was surprised how much she was smiling and laughing in his presence. She usually didn’t have the best social skills or find talking to people so easy. When the taxi finally pulled up to the destination Max had chosen, she climbing behind him out the taxi. “So where to first, scout guide?” She joked.

Max smiled to the girl's comment and nodded waiting for her to stop talking so he could of answer. "Yes you can. Since I'm in the the outskirts and there aren't many people out there I have a small parcel of garden and I have this roof that you can lie on which it's really relaxing at nights to go both sides and just lie down and watch the stars." he said smiling. "I'm that kind of boy, you'll find me more with a book in a Saturday night instead of in a bar, along with tons of uncontroled and horomoned teenagers where they don't know about the word stop most of them falling off because tehy drank too much after one hour." he explain to her which was pretty strange the fact that he did, since most people would find that bored and it wasn't the best introduction for himself but it's the only he got. He laughed at her words about her house and the noises she listen before falling asleep. "I definetly couldn't get asleep on there, I'm used to the calm of the night in my tiny house." he answered with a big smile on his face. He was having this connection with her that he really was enjoying so far, they walk out the cab as he paid to the taxi and watched the taxi driving road away looking over her. "Well to get in the center we're going to get to that the main street where there is this country store, it's really nice and if you like tea, sauces from the bath or perfume I'd suggest you some of these." he said smiling as they start walking and struggle with himself either to take her hand or not— he wanted to do it but he wasn't sure if her reaction, at the end they just met so he decided to wait to find the right moment where he could find some excuse for doing that.

Forbidden love { C L O S E D }

He nodded. “Nice to meet you… I guess.” He laughed. “It’s fine… just right place right time…. for me.” He shrugged, watching her. “Hey… you okay?” He asked, resting a hand lightly on her shoulder. As she moved away he put both hands in his pockets. Watching her he realized both her phone and car were dead. “You need to call someone… or… get your car somewhere… better than this place?” He stepped closer to her. “I mean… I have my phone charger… and I could call a tow truck to get your car or something?” He asked, he genuinely cared for the girl. Despite what his family drilled into him he didn’t much care for it. She was pretty and he was a teenage boy… the heart wants want it wants. ”I could… call a cab for you to take you back… to where ever you came from? A friends?….” He chewed on his lip, he didn’t much like awkward silences… or standing in the middle of the road where anything much worse could happen. “Maybe just getting out of the road?” He asked, still watching her for an answer. He sighed as his mobile beeped, checking it it was a messages from his dad. He wasn’t pleased with Seth. He shrugged pushing it further into his jean pocket, then smiled up at Samantha. “Do you have a nickname?” He asked, he wasn’t a guy for full names unless they were short. “Like… Sam or Sammy?” He kept talking… again.

Samantha looked up to him sighing listening to him. “You talk a lot don’t you?” she said giving him a little smile, she liked and mostly thank for that trait from her friends but right now her mind was confuse enough to full her with his bunch of questions. “I came from a restaurant so yeah I don’t think there’s a way back.” she said looking over him getting closer. “But yes, I really want to get out the road.” she whispered looking to the inside of her car and sighed. “But we can’t call a cab or a crane, I really don’t wanna worry my parents.” she said looking back to him knowing there was just a way out to the road for her and that she really shouldn’t even be concidering it. She looked over him watching him check his phone for a second but it seemed something that he didn’t like and chose to ingore going back with his talk, she listen to his words over again. “Nicknames…” she said more to herself thoughfull. “No really, everyone calls me by my full name and I hate Sammy since once in middle school that jerk called my Sammy, the girl with the wet nanny.” she said putting her disgusting face in the end. “But if you can came up with something good, even if everything is better than that, you can call me with what you came up.” she answered smiling to him. “I’m guessing your name is short enough for nicknames right?” she asked smiling as she raise up sighing. ”I know, I’ve shouldn’t be asking this in like any kind of possible world, and who knows maybe this was the first plan from the beginning but— I don’t care. I wanna get out from here. So can you ride home?” she asked looking at his eyes “Please” she whispered getting lost in his dark eyes as she shake her head a bit since she wasn’t allowed to get lost in those eyes— and she aleays knew it, at the beginning she really didn’t know why and when she first know she thought it was stupid, why don’t just make peace? Or work together to get more sucess? But his father liked the competition, he liked to win and so seemed to do Seth’s dad. And her dad wanted to make this keep going throught his family when she got the power of the business, even if she would like to improve and correct his mistakes, do it in her way his father knew this hate was something traditional from years behind them and rhey couldn’t do a thing about it but live with it.

Strangers in a cab || Antonia & Max

Antonia couldn’t help but smile at his gestures as he spoke. The male was quirky and intrigued her. “Yeah, I’m not a fan of loud things either. Concerts? Forget about it. It’s nothing but loud fuzz and people shouting.” She shook her head. “Well, it’s not always all it’s cracked up to be. Traveling can be fun, or it could be completely awful. I found out the hard way, it’s good to wear shoes on the Australian beach.” Antonia laughed. “I mean, living on the outskirts must be fun, right?” She questioned. “I guess it’s just one of those, the grass is always greener on the other side thing.” Antonia shrugged.

Max smiled to her while she was speaking— he liked the fact that they shared something in common, something most of people couldn't undertand. Most of his friend always pushed him to go to concerts or these kind of things that were full of people but he couldn't stand it. "Concerts are the worst, I mean if I go to a concert is because I wanna listen to the singer no to the person right next to me singing to top of his lungs while in my other side there is a girl screaming every five seconds." he said laughing looking over her. "Yeah, it's really calm and quiet, which is fine at night, where are you living?" he asked curious to the girl. "Even if I don't try to ask this like in the creepy way." he said chuckling a bit. "Just curious don't worry I won't come at night and hide over your bed or something." he said rolling her eyes a bit smiling.