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Call On Me and Slow Realization

Simon “Ghost” Riley P.O.V

Ella comes up behind me triggering a natural response at this point. I end up pining her against the closet wall with one arm across her chest while hand has my switch blade against her throat. I growl near her ear how she should never sneak up on a solider I notice how her skin ends up chilled and more concerning how she didn’t flinch having a knife to her throat but something else crossed her eyes so quick I couldn’t place it. As I pull away, I notice ink on her left shoulder blade does she have a tattoo? I can’t help but look her over once Soaps words echoing in my head how Aella isn’t the 14-year-old girl we remember her by she is grown up 28 now soon to be 29. She goes to walk past me and I grab her arm stopping her I stand behind her as I move her hair to the right side seeing a crescent moon with flowers and chains almost like water droplets. She stands still in my grasp I can’t help but trail my eyes from her shoulder up to the crock of her neck that is slightly tilted as she looks at her arm where I’m holding on to her still.

“Riley you can left go of me I’m not a flight risk I promise.” She half jokes pulling me from my thoughts I gently let her arm go.

“When did you get a tattoo Aella?” It comes out a bit more authoritative than I was aiming for.

“When I was 16, why is it you all seem to forget I’m not 14 anymore. I am after all only seven years younger than you are.” She rolls her eyes while walking away God she is insufferable at times just like she was when we first met. It feels odd being her bodyguard I’ve never been in her home and very little time in the United States to be honest I’m not entirely sure what to do I have my orders and I can do the job but this is an awkward situation to say the very least. It was easier when she was working and we were in hotels. I hear her cell phone ring she picks it up and groans tossing it back on the counter. I look at her and the phone and back up to her raising my eyebrow waiting for her to explain without having to ask.

“Not your concern Ghost.” She slams the cabinet door shut clearly aggravated by the call judging her reactions this must be the boyfriend….ex-boyfriend Helen informed us of. I lean against the counter watching her make ice coffee knowing she is hiding something but I can’t place what it is.

“I don’t need a babysitter you can leave Riley.” She states simply as she starts drinking her coffee, how she isn’t bouncing off the walls is amazing considering this her 5th glass today. I lean over and take her wrist while taking the glass from her pausing a second when I hear a sharp inhale. I sit the drink down moving my hand to her elbow knowing well enough she won’t speak damn woman is stubborn which would be a good trait if she was in the field but no, she is stubborn just naturally and it infuriates me to no end yet…no Ghost don’t your job to protect her not fuck her. I push her towards her bed making her sit on it beside me, once I let go of her she stands up trying to avoid me I grab her waist pulling her back. God her skin is so soft underneath my harden calloused hands I pull her back a bit harder than I intend to making her land in my lap. Once again, she tries to leave not saying a word this time, I wrap my arm around her waist even though she tries to get free again.

“Aye for fucks sake hold still for once woman.” I growl in her ear torn between anger annoyance and getting turned on by her. She freezes up on my order making me want her even more.

“Good girl.” I whisper in her ear causing her breathing to get messed up.

“Now roll up your sleeves.” Instead of listening and making this easy she pulls them over her hands holding onto them for dear life. I sigh letting her up while keeping my arm on her waist I turn her around and see tears threating to leave her eyes knuckles turning white from holding onto her sleeves so tight. I sink to my knees in front of her slowly working her fist open as she shakes her head no looking any where but at me. I move the right sleeve seeing a bunch of bruises on her arm like someone grabbed her and squeezed, I move to her left arm and see multiple stitches. I start to push the hem of her sweat shirt up but pause searching her eyes for permission. She nods slightly I push it up seeing fading and healing bruises that are extremely deep I feel my blood get hot. How the fuck could he do this to her?! She is everything rolled into one person, she puts everyone ahead of her she’s everything a man should want. She is non-judgmental, sweet chaotic stubborn quick witted sharp tongue, everything I wish I was. I lift my mask to the bridge of my nose before leaning forward and kissing both palms of her hands at once.

“I’ll make sure you’re never hurt again Aella. Where is that dipshit asshole I’m going to kill him.” I let my anger show I don’t care I’m going to beat the shit out of him when I find him. I’m pulled from my thoughts as I feel her cold hands touch my jaw and cheek before sinking down to look me dead in my eyes. For a few moments that seem like a lifetime she seems lost in my eyes. She looks like she wants to say something but just remains silent for what feels like another life time.

“Don’t do anything. Please Ghost I’m begging you I’ll be fine I always am.” Her voice shakes and her eyes are glossed over with tears not yet falling she is subconsciously picking at her stiches faking a smile. I place my hands over hers moving them to my chest and replace my hands over her wounds. I know broken when I see it. I refuse to allow her to go through this alone. I know she is strong and hates people seeing her weak like this but by God, I can’t watch her destroy herself like I have shutting off to the world. I thought having my family murdered and being buried alive was the worst life could do till now past wounds opening up all over.

“I won’t let you shut the world out Aella Thomas.” She still holds eye contact while her bottom lip starts to tremble finally letting the tears fall. I pull her into my chest resting my chin gently on top of her head one hand wrapped around her waist rubbing her back softly the other holding her head while she cries.

“I’m here Aella whatever you need.” I wrap my arms around her moving her cautiously like she is a porcelain doll and stretch out my legs and pull her onto my lap only letting go to grab the comforter off her bed to wrap us in. Fuck her house is cold I make a mental note to check the furnace later. After a while she settles fully exhaustion washing over her body eyes growing heavy with every breath, I study her and notice she has her ear pressed against my chest almost as if listening to my breathing is soothing to her, so I just focus on keeping my breath steady and not on the bastard who brought this on to her. I can deal with him later right now my girl needs me.

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Kingdom Of Hearts

                        Aella P.o.v

I’m greeted by Price my god father whom apparently hasn’t caught on I don’t need his watchful eyes I’m not a teenage girl anymore, don’t get me wrong the thought and gestures are comforting in a way but he hasn’t learned to but out of my life always using his connections or position to monitor me.  I know I have issues with my mental health lord knows I’d love to leave this place and find out if the after life does exist, but I’m trying to push that down and find a reason to live. As my mind starts to go down a rabbit hole I hear Soap come up behind me.

“Ella my love how’s the search for a suiter going?”

I laugh rolling my eyes at him knowing his next lines almost by heart so I play along.

“Unfortunately, none compare to you, my darling. If only my god father would approve.” I let a dramatized sigh while placing the look of defeat on my face making Soap nearly stubble upon words when he sees Riley but then he spots Price.

“Yes Caption why can’t you approve of our love I’d treat her well.” He smirks and winks at me nearly causing me to choke on my drink.

“Never going to happen Soap I won’t let you ruin her.” Soap turns and looks at me with a smile knowing full well of a few hidden kinks I have. He looks me up and down before turning to Price and Ghost.

“I know it would be the other way around, what do you think Ghost? Hasn’t our Aella grown into a beautiful woman no longer 14 either.” He smirks at me causing me to smack his chest shaking my head, God am I tired and I want to go home already even though after I leave her I have work to wrap up. Helen smiles at me telling me everything in her eyes I can’t blame her the soldier in her will always trump the friend part I knew this long ago. Once the fire settles more, I walk back into the barracks to find my room only to be stopped by Price.

“Change of plans something has come up you will head home tomorrow...”

“’Sounds fine to me just give me a time.” I cut him off cause honestly, I don’t care all that much the sooner I get home the better for me.

“Ghost will be accompanying you and staying with you until further notice.” He says matter of fact like he is giving instructions to his team, but I am not on his team nor any team for that matter this is not my life style. I can feel my blood getting hotter is there such a thing or is it all emotional delusions? Regardless I’m not one to stay quiet.

“I am not one of your soldiers. My life and my home is my own no one else’s. If you are so God damn worried you can lock me up like a normal person would do. If not, I pick Soap to be my baby sitter instead.” I manage not to lose my temper but bite back the anger.

“Soap is easily manipulated into your bidding and I need someone to take care of you, vs fall, under your feet. It is decided if you refuse, I’ll make other arrangements to have you stay here.”

“As you wish Captain.” I spit out in anger turning on my heel to open my door and slam it in his face.

Next day I’m being sent home with Riley as my babysitter. Price says body guard but I’m not stupid besides what is a “body guard” going to do if I was to end it all not that I’m actively trying more so in the middle where if I was to die, I wouldn’t exactly stop it but I’m not going to do it myself. Unless there is another reason like I’m in jeopardy of being in actual danger. Back to the point I was making before what would he do anyways the man has to sleep sometime right? I tell myself to just relax it is only for a few days. Riley is a quite person anyways so I doubt there will be much conflict. Finally, after 3 weeks of barely speaking mainly due to being in hotels for my job I had many things to wrap up before my leave of absence. Another long flight and car ride in silence we finally reach my home. It is nice being home after being away for so long I’m just glad I actually got my home back in order before I ended up leaving. I kick open the door after unlocking due to it always sticking when the humidity is in the air. I walk straight to my room dropping my bag and changing into jean shorts that go maybe halfway down my thighs and a Nightmare Before Christmas off the one shoulder sweater. I walk out seeing Riley just standing in the living room almost seems like he is lost. I walk up behind him and end up pressed against the closet wall with a switch blade knife to my throat and his arm across my chest.

“Never sneak up on a soldier Ella.” He growls near my ear sending a chill down my body and heat in my core not what I had expected. I brush off the feeling instantly and gently push the blade away from my throat with a finger. Without ever removing eye contact with him.

“First off wasn’t sneaking this is my home ever consider I’m just a quite walker? Second off unless you plan to use that knife on me remove your hold on me Ghost.” I spat at annoyed with him how dare he accuse me of trying to sneak up on him like I’m that naïve, how young and innocent do they really think I am? He leans back closing the knife tilting his head sightly looking me over once with a questioning look.

A/N I OWN ZERO PICS USED FOUND MAJORITY ON PINTREST OR GOOGLE

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Breathing Under Water

A/N FOUND ON PINTREST USING AS AELLA LIKENSS I DO NOT OWN

Captain Price P.O.V.

I talked Helen into convincing my god daughter into coming to the base for a couple days. I know she would refuse if I asked her straight out, there is no love lost between the two of us. I can’t say I blame her she hardly knows me but it is my job to keep track of her. Helen agreed saying we had to have bon fire as a welcome party. Some days I believe she knows Aella better than anyone. I’m never nervous well not on the outside except when I’m trying to handle Aella I don’t do kids.

“Hey Cap! We have the bon fire ready and Helen says she’ll be here in about and hour. So, is it safe to assume Aella is the visitor?”

“Yes, Soap it is Aella, and she is to be staying for a couple days.”

He starts laughing “She didn’t agree to that I know your god daughter well enough.” I shake my head knowing Soap is right I wish things go smoothly with her but she is the most difficult person to understand at times. I sigh drowning the whisky in the glass that I just poured as I get the message they arrived. I go out and greet Helen and Aella of course even though she barely responds.

“How has she been Helen?” she fiddles with her sleeves trying to act like this freezing cold air is the issue. She starts picking at her fingers avoiding the question.

“Helen I asked you a question.” I speak in a authorize tone making her look up and straighten up just like any given solder except maybe Ghost.

“Her mental health hasn’t been good sir and the ex-boyfriend even though he hasn’t done anything major yet I suspect it won’t be long before he does. Also, they are looking for intel on her Sir.” She is simi close to Aella given this I trust her judgement but not enough to watch over her fully. I watch my men engaging with her trying to decide who to task with this job. I turn to the base and head to Ghost room knocking only once before he opens.

“Fire is going Helen and Aella are here as well. I’m not asking I’m giving you an order. Also, when she leaves you are to go with her I have word Urzik have their intel searching for her. I only trust you to keep her safe at all times.” I say simple and straight to the point, he met Aella years ago and I’m quite curious how they will interact this time. I can’t trust Soap to watch over her for two main reasons, 2 he will try and seduce her and main reason she can easily manipulate him. She may seem like a shy innocent naïve girl but she is not I’ve seen her manipulate my men faster than anyone granted just for fun between them more like a game. Ghost nods closing his door behind him walking out to the fire I stay back and watch my god daughter. It is nice to see her smiling and laughing it is hard to admit but she is no longer a little girl she is grown woman of nearly 29 to be exact.

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Chapter Five - Creating More Tension

***TIME SKIP (dinner done clean up done Daughter placed in bed.)

I’m probably two hours into the stream when there’s a faint knock on the door, and I open the door for Iris. Just as we sit down some people direct questions to her some to both of u. After some time, we are laughing at some of the questions. She starts laughing at a certain one and shows It to me.

“To settle the obvious “non” sexual tension between you two perhaps a drinking game would help.”

My eyes go wide and I just repeat the word No. She smirks waiting for me to explain it to the watchers.

“Last time I drank with her I was the one who ended up with a horrible hangover. We drank the same liquor I even drank less than her!”

“It isn’t my fault I can handle my liquor better. You should blame yourself only.”

“How about instead of a full-blown drinking game we make it a cord discord question game. Person takes a shot of whatever liquor pick out for them to avoid answering the question.” I smirk back at her knowing her challenging streak will outweigh the sense of reason.

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Chapter 4 - Repaying

                                  Noah P.O.V.

Why does she always feel obligated to repay someone for their help?

“I don’t need repaid I was happy to help out and you needed it.”

“Please let me repay you Noah.”

“Fine if you must repay me, I’m doing a twitch stream tonight come and join me.”

“Deal, and thank you again, she had a blast today.”

“Don’t mention it, Iris.”

We finish cooking dinner in comfortable silence. I watch her every move flash backs from the nights we spent like teenagers going through my head. I have to turn away from her before I act on my impulses.

“Noah, can you grab the plates?”

“Sure.” I reach above her and the warmth from her skin is driving me crazy. I do my best just to focus on grabbing the plates and setting the table. I watch her from the corner of my eye I can tell she is beyond spent with the job search, apartment hunting, and her ex-husband disgusting bullshit custody battle. The only good thing from this is she has found the fire inside herself. Right now, the scumbag doesn’t even want to see their daughter, however he is continuing to drag Iris through court, as of right now she has temporary full custody. Both Elijah and I worry about what her ex will try to ruin her chances of ending this all peacefully. I turn my attention back to chopping up more vegetables while she grabs another knife and starts opening garlic and cutting potatoes. I smile to myself just enjoying her company even in silence nothing is awkward between us anymore. After a few minutes she turns and looks me up and down.

“What made you decide to cut your hair?”

“Time for a change...Why don’t you like it?”

“I think it fits your glow up perfectly, Noah.” She says with a small smirk on her lips while remaining an innocent look. Fuck if it was just us... No don’t start thinking like that again.

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Chapter Seven - Blood // Water

A/N TW: PHYSICAL ABUSE, POSSIBLE DEATH, POISON, ALCOHOL

PHYSICAL VIOLENCE

Freyas P.O.V.

“Your lover is calling, which boy is stupid enough to want you!” his laugh is so evil I’m still trying not to cry with blood and glass all over me. I cover my mouth as I pull glass from my head. I see him walk away I try to run away to the door, but he trips me. I try to crawl away, but he starts kicking me in the rib, stomping on my back I cough off blood, I can’t tell if something is broken, I bite my lip or maybe my tongue by now. I hear him yelling cruel things but I can’t really hear it by now, the punches to my head have made everything fuzzy now. All I can hear is Hazel Eyes by Sabrina Jordan, which my mom sang to me as a young child. I hear him stumble and not get back up, and after a horrible coughing fit I manager to get up, but barely. I know I can’t make it much further than the kitchen. I plan an escape when I hear him moving, what I wouldn’t do to have died in the car crash with my mom right now. I see him stumble drunk a few steps before falling again. I look around the kitchen and spot hemlock.

One thing about my father he is always searching for a one up or the next best high regardless of the path to get there. I grab a tea towel and the hemlock tossing the whole thing into a small pot of water siting on the stove from earlier in the day. I turn it off the stove coughing up more blood in the sink every so often hear him stumble around in a drunken sleep walk. I grab the whiskey bottle sitting next tome and pour the hemlock water flower and all in the bottle before passing out. I wake up to him screaming again this time I manage to stand up bottle in hand he rips it from me drinking it down fast than hitting me again I run as best as I can, not making it far being punched for the next few minutes till the hemlock takes its hold.

“I warned you never to hit me again.”

“You whore what did you do?!?”

“I won’t be your victim any longer the police can’t hold you due to your connections. I saw the hemlock and took action to end your violence.”

“Hemlock is a high. You stupid bitch!” he screams in anger and pain a hard punch landing on the side of my head. I manage to get up and dial 911 on the old corded wall phone we never disconnected.

I black out and leaving the phone hanging, I fade in and out of consciousness till I pass out again.

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Chapter Six - Family Lines

A/N TW PHYSICAL ABUSE SELF H@RM MENTIONED VERBAL ABUSE im not sure what else to put if u read it n think of something let me know.

Freyas P.O.V.

“Where have you been?” My father yells as soon as I walk near the living room

I bite back my bitterness smelling whiskey a mile away. My father hasn’t been a father in years, why he bothering to sound like one now is both confusing and terrifying for he is a violent drunk. I try to walk past him calmly to my room.

“You fucking whore I asked you a question!”

“I was at the library.” It isn’t a lie, but I know even if I had God himself prove my innocence it wouldn’t matter. He hasn’t hit me for a few weeks, but I can tell this night is different. I try to walk backwards very slowly to the door so I can escape.

“You are a whore just like your mother was!” he screams throwing his near empty of bottle of liquor near my head causing me to jump. I’m regretting not staying with Nicholas and Noah tonight like they asked me to.

“I have school tomorrow. I need to finish studying I graduate in 2 months.”

“You think you’re better than me, don’t you?!”

“No, I just want to go study is all.”

“You are nothing but a mistake.” He screams next to my face grabbing my arm taking me to mirror in the hall. I try just to roll with it the best anyone can in these situations, I bite my tongue so hard I half expect blood.

“Look in the mirror LOOK!” I look into the mirror, still not sure how far the rage is going to go tonight.

“You are a waste of space your mother killed herself to rid herself of you. Here, do everybody a favor and die!” he hands me a blade knowing I had struggled with self-harm in the past. I just look blankly at it I can’t believe my own Father hates me this much. Before I can do anything a punch to the head sends me forward into the mirror causing it to break.

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Chapter Five - Quite Before The Storm

Nicks P.O.V.

I over hear Noah and Freya talking, and I am relieved that she feels the same way. I try not to worry about their growing relationship I want them to be friends I do, but not at the risk of losing one or both. Freya comes in the room and heads to bed after a few hours I wake up. Upon seeing Noah lost in thought I take this time to talk with him.

“She’s easy to love and Easy to hate, isn’t she”

“I guess she is Nick.”

I grab us each a drink handing one over to Noah before I ask

“Do you love her?”

“Not in a romantic sense I love her like a brother something tells me she needs someone looking out for her like a brother would.”

I feel myself ease up and relief wash over me at those words. This girl will be the death of me and any peace of mind I once had. Yet I’m looking forward to it. We sit and talk for a while before I head back into the room pulling her close to me when I lie down beside her.

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Easy to Love and Easy to Hate chapter update tonight.

Thinking 3 chapters

First is very short

Second

I will warn you it will have trigger warnings.

N the third most likely will to.

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I have an idea where i want both stories to go, but getting to that point aint working. I am debating if i should write the scenes in my head and then find a way to connect the parts 🤔 or continue to sit here n stare at an open Word document n an open notebook

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Deadly Chess Game

work in progress original story

It involves court, magic, arranged marriage, family secrets. Main character is Cassidy Snow

section 1 - Chapters 1 - 4 chapters?

section 2 - Chapters 5-7

Section three - Chapters 8-14

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Deadly Chess Game (section three)

Rose Snow May 1601 Culverhay Castle Somerset, England

When we got to court, they showed us our rooms. We both received rooms to ourselves with a huge wardrobe and a bed with a canopy above it. The queen herself had given us money for new dresses for we didn’t have much. She seems to be very sweet, but very sad she is in a loveless marriage they say. The first thing Cassidy tried to do was get a position in the kitchen I had to laugh at this for every girl I have to meet her is trying to find a good match to improve their stations for their families, or trying to become the king's official mistress. As for me, I’m just lingering I have made a few friends, and I am becoming a very good tailor which has earned me a small allowance to buy things I need. To be completely honest I’m glad my father disowned me once he found out I was alive, because now I can marry whom I wish with no one trying to use me for monetary gain. We have been here for a few months now, and all seems to be going well. When Cassidy is alone in the garden, she practices some of her magic skills, but I’m not sure that is a good thing for her to be doing. I have barely used my magic since we have arrived, but I have made Cassidy use hers to start the fire. I hear a knock at the door, when I open it, I see Cassidy standing there with tears in her eyes I try to pull her into my room, but she pulls away. I follow her to someone’s chambers, but when we get there, the doors locked.

“Cassidy come on let us go back to our rooms, and talk about whatever happened.”

I watch her eyes flicker, and I stand back knowing what happens next will not be good. She flicks her hands at the door, and they fly open. She walks in head held high and walks in. I follow her to try to keep her out of trouble, but I stop dead in my tracks when I see our father.

“Cassidy, I take it you have heard out the wedding?”

“I’m not here about that, and you know it!”

“Please keep your voice down Cassidy. Rose, please take a seat.”

“What is going on Cassidy?”

“You had no right no proof to do that!”

“She dissevers what she is coming for her, and I will be watching from one of the best seats as she goes up in flames.”

“The only monster in this family is you. Mark my words Alan by the time this witch hunt is over you will reap what you have sown.”

“You know your mother said those exact same words to me. Be the careful little girl who you mess with. Never forget I have taken down people far stronger and worse enemies than you. I have not gotten to where I am without being ruthless, and Cassidy remembers I have the kings’ ear all it takes is one word.”

“You are a snake hiss all you want, but one day your skin will shed then you will be seen for who you truly are.”

“You do not scare me with your empty threats Cassidy nor did your mother. Perhaps you’d like to join her in her parting? Rose dear I think it’s time I make you a part of this family. After all, you are very well behaved just like a good puppet.”

“Remember father I wise man once said ‘all throughout history, there have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time they seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall’” Cassidy Snow – May 1601 Culverhay Castle Somerset, England

I walk back to my room with Rose right beside me. I walk in shut the door, and walk over to my window that overlooks the part of the garden with a Magnolia tree,

“Cassidy, do you care to explain what that was about? What did he mean by a wedding?”

I sigh as I reach into the pocket of my dress, and hand the letter from our mother over to Rose. Mother thought us a langue from one of her oldest ancestors.

My dearest girls,

  It’s with a heavy heart that I write you this letter. I have played the game your father plays, and I have lost horribly. I am writing this to you in my prison cell that your father has helped put me in until they burn me at the stake. My charge is witchcraft, adultery, treason, attempted murder of your father, and the king himself. The only true part of the charges is my being a witch even though I have not used magic in ages. I have a warning for you both that I pray you to take to heart. Your father is not one to mess with, avoid him at all cost Cassidy you are only alive right now because you can raise his station. He is an evil vindictive man, please do not threaten him for I fear if you do one or both of you will burn at the stake. The games at court are not as you think it’s not a game of cat and mouse, but rather it is a very dangerous and Deadly Chess Game. If you don’t tread with caution, you will be dragged down to hell with him. Cassidy, I know you wanted to marry for love, but whatever suitor your father has chosen will be able to keep you safe during these horrible times. Do not use your magic unless it’s life or death. Rose, you have nothing to fear from your father if you stay out of his way. Lastly, I want to apologize for sending you both away, I should have packed you both up late in the night, and never looked back. The only thing I can say is I was young and scared I didn’t know how to make it on my own. I truly wish I could go back, and restart our lives together to watch you both playing in the yard laughing singing using magic. I only hope that one day we will meet again I love you both very much. I did not heave his warning as well as I should have, and I pray that you do not make the same mistake as I did. Someone once said: Before you embark on a journey of revenge, first you must be willing to dig two graves.

                              Your, Loving Mother

    Mary Elizabeth O’Hare- July Culverhay Castle Somerset, England

I’ve come to England to try and make peace with the King and Queen. Our kingdom is in desperate need of a strong ally for France is preparing to wage war against us, and our land is in desperate need of grain as well. The King is willing to make a marriage agreement if she looks like she would be able to withstand childbirth. The sooner I can find a girl that meets my criteria the better for everyone at home. Our previous king was kind and fair he never liked confrontation so he advocated the thrown to the worst option available Garett Knocks. I was there when the last queen hung herself in his bed chamber he didn’t even flinch when he saw her lifeless body hanging in front of the bed. Garett is a cruel monster if I did not know better, I would say he isn’t even human. I need a fighter and if God willing a woman with magic to help save us all. I fear handing any bride over to him he will do unspeakable things to her if she isn’t to his liking. There is an old tale that he was in love once, but the girl wouldn’t risk running away with the help as her father always reminded him, they say when she was wed off to a rich friend of his and on that day his heart turned into a black hole.

Cassidy- August Culverhay Castle Somerset, England

I sit on the bench in the garden with my hand full of rose petals. Roses where my mother's favorite flower I close my eyes and fight back tears as I let the petals drop and use my magic to spin them in a circle and send them up in the air. It forms a big rose before dispersing above me and letting the petals fall. I look up at the magnolia tree and see it is weakening which I can’t figure out why. I walk back to the queen's chambers to see if she needs me before dinner. When I arrive, I see her talking to the king, and she waves over to me. I obey when I approach, I curtsey to them. I stand with my head down, and hands crossed in front of me. My queen is a beautiful lady in her late fifties I believe. Her eyes are brown, her hair jet black, and her skin tan. She is a sweet, kind gentle Queen I only wish she smiled more than she does, but her husband the king is always entertaining some new girl that catches his eye. Even though I am close to them, I can’t hear what they are saying, because they are talking in such a low whisper. I’m not sure if I should continue to stand here or excuse myself.

“If it please you Hope than I will agree if you believe it will bring peace to our kingdoms. However, it is up to you to make the treaty and have him accept having her as his wife.”

“The treaty is all but signed Aaron. I know he will be happy with the agreement.”

He takes her hand, and kisses it then he bows, and leaves the room

“Cassidy my dear please sit beside me.”

I take a seat next to her on the floor, and she takes my hands in hers.

“Cassidy I am arranging a treaty with a chance of marriage between the king and you.”

Perhaps once I am out of here the feud between my father and I will turn to dust and settle on the ground. I will never forgive him for what he did to my mother, but I must heed my mothers' warning. She played my father’s game for years until he finally was able to beat her by having her burned at the stake.

Alan Snow - August Culver hay Castle Somerset, England

I get an order to meet with the King, the Queen, and Mary Elizabeth O’Hare in the Queen's chambers. Once I get there, I must write down a treaty if everything goes as planned.  I have written up so many that it is second nature.

I watch Mary O’Hare leave the room, and once she does, I talk to the King.

“Your majesty I’m not sure marrying Cassidy off to King Oliver is the best way to gain peace. She is not a stable girl she throws fits in the night. He will be furious that you forced his hand into this marriage.”

“Do not worry too much Alan they will marry before long, and he won’t be able to rid of her.”

“He is not forced into anything and I believe that they will make a wonderful partnership if nothing else. You may be excused Alan your service is no longer required.” States the Queen

I go to open my mouth, but the King just nods in agreement. I stand back and bow to them as I leave the room. I go back to my office and I sit in ponder how to fix this mess that has accrued. I go through the documents stating who will be king next if his wife doesn’t conceive an heir soon. I normally wouldn’t worry for his attention is always with other women, but lately he has only had eyes for his wife. My spies tell me they are like lovers once again, and the queen still bleeds every month like clockwork. This game for the throne is only getting more complicated, however, I have one slight advantage and that is I have two pawns to use.

Rose Snow- July Culverhay Castle Somerset, England

It’s been three months now since our mother was burned to death. Cassidy is set to leave within a week and maybe marry. I am trying to plan a way out of this court it’s filled with nothing, but demons waiting for you to screw one thing up and drag you to the pits of hell. I sit at the window and finish stitching up a hat for a maid in waiting. All the sudden I hear a knock at the door. I get up to open it, and when I do, it’s a messenger.

“Are you Rose of Gwynedd England?”

“Yes, how may I help you?”

“Alan Snow requests you in his office right away.”

I nod and head off to his office. I do not wait for him to announce to me. I walk in and sit right down across from him.

“Rose, my dear have a seat, please. Now you may be wondering why I have sent for you, so let me explain”

“There are many things I wonder about, but this isn’t one of those things. I may seem to be blessed with ignorance; however, that isn’t the case I know you have summoned me here to make your position even stronger.”

“Very well than Rose, I’ll get straight to the point. I am marring you off to a lord his family is next in line for the throne if something should…. happen to the King.”

“I don’t want to be any part of your schemes, and plots.”

“I figured you say something like that. So, I had a little help getting these to help me change your mind.”

I look up and see shadows standing behind him. I have heard about them but never seen before. I stand up as fast as I can I try and cast a spell on my father, but it backs fire on me. The shadows are stronger than I have heard, and they mess with my magic sending me across the room into a wall. They come over to me and I watch as they take my power from me, and place it in a bottle that my father has.

“You could be the most powerful Queen that has ever reign. Your magic is under my control now so take this time to consider my proposition. Also, remember Cassidy won’t be around to protect you.”

I stumble up onto my feet, and I leave as fast as I can to my room. I sit in the window seat and look outside. I see Cassidy and Mary talking I can tell she has reservations about the marriage, but I watch as her expressions soften when she smiles for the first time in a long time. I sigh for I realize the only thing I can do to protect my self is to agree with my father's plan. So, I stand up and walk to his office, and as I knock on the door, I feel physically sick.

“If the lord you want me to marry becomes king making me queen, I still wouldn’t have power unless you make me a grieving widow within a few months.”

I know how horrible that sounds, but I also know the only lord that close to the throne is a mean miserable wicked old man even older than my father.

“No that would be too suspicious he’d have to slowly come down with a disease that makes him incapable of being king. It would have to be done within a year so the people would come to love you, and you have a chance to conceive an heir.”

I nearly throw up at the thought of having to do anything with this man I’m being forced to marry, but I will figure out how to help and keep my sister safe for he has spies and is dangerous. However in the meantime I must play both sides not revealing too much to either side.

Cassidy Snow

I walk into this new castle and it has this horrible feeling making me want to leave. I am greeted by the king who reeks of alcohol and who knows what else.

“You’re even pretty in person sweet little Cassidy. When your king sent me your portrait, I thought it was a cruel joke of your fathers.”

He walks over and circles me like a vulture waiting to strike I swallow hard when he leans in and smells me.

“You look as feminine as your mother when she first came here, with the stunning eyes of your father you, however, your hair color is like…. Ha-ha that’s it you are a ghost of your great grandmother she has a spirt just like yours is supposed to be. How is the old sickly witch anyways.”

“Forgive me your majesty, but my father has brown eyes, and no one in the family has red hair. You must have me confused with someone else.”

“Oh, this is precious no one ever told you? Oh, poor child, come to my chambers tonight and I can…explain many of your family’s secrets, especially from your real father. I’ll send what I want you to wear tonight to your chambers and tomorrow we shall announce our wedding.”

“Wedding? I never agreed to the marriage, your majesty.”

“The king and queen sent you to make peace did they not? I know you expected a different person, but as it turns out I am very… charismatic you may say. I managed to win the throne and I’ll admit it was far easier than waiting for that old baboon to naturally die. All I need now to secure my line is you. In time you will learn to love me or at least obey me.”

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Deadly Chess Game (section two)

Rose Snow- Gwynedd England September 1600

I look out the window and see nothing except snow falling. When I look up at the moon it looks as if a beautiful snowflake has been imprinted on it. Which can only mean one thing Mama has sent Cassidy on her way here to me. I only meet Cassidy three times when we were younger, but even then, her magic was very strong a lot stronger than mine is even now. Mama had to keep her away when she started using magic again, because of our father's hatred for it. It broke her heart to leave with Cassidy, and never bring her back. I know why she did it, and she wrote to me every day visited as often as she could. She even taught me how to use some of my magic herself, and how to control it. Then she hired me a magic tutor so I could learn all I could about magic. In a way, I’m jealous of Cassidy for being able to stay home and be raised by Mama. However, I do know it isn’t as glamour’s as I’ve pictured, for Mama could never rest due to Cassidy always living under the threat of our father. I watch the storm rage on in utter amazement at the ability Cassidy’s magic has. After watching for a while a terrifying thought enters my mind, that I must teach her how to use and control her magic.

Vivian – Gwynedd England September 1600

I look at Cassidy, and she is sound asleep. The storm has been raging on for days now with no end in sight. When we reach the driveway of my house, she wakes up instantly.

“We’re here aren’t we?”

“Yes, we are. How did you know?”

“I don’t know.”

“Cassidy, you need to figure out how to stop the storm you created.”

“I don’t want it to end, nor do I know how to stop it.”

I sigh as I open the carriage door, and step out. I look up and see Rose standing at the doorway.

“Rose, my darling how have you been?”

“I’ve been okay Vivian.”

“Cassidy dear this is your sister Rose.”

Just as introduce them I see lightning strike in the distance. I look at Cassidy, and she passes out on the spot as the storm stops. As Rose, and I get her into the house I look from one to the other unless you knew that they had the same parents, you’d never know they were sisters. Rose is a spitting image of her mother with her father's skin color. Compared to Cassidy her skin looks like the sun has kissed it. Her brown hair has streaks of blonde throughout it, and the most beautiful brown eyes. I leave Rose with Cassidy and go to my room. I sit down and pray that they both can keep their magic concealed until it’s acceptable. Right, before I left, a summoning letter came ordering Rose to court. It will be only a matter of months before they send someone to get her.

Rose Snow- Gwynedd England December 1600

Cassidy and I have grown closer with every passing month. Her magic is still growing in strength, but for the most part, she knows how to control it. She controls it a lot better than her temper that’s for certain. Cassidy and I eating breakfast when we hear a knock at the door. I look over at Vivian, and she’s as pale as a ghost-like she’s been expecting this day to come for and it finally has. I watch her as she slowly walks over to the door, I see her hands shake as she places them on the door handle.

“Can I help you, sire?”

“We are here to inform you that any child in your care that is of age must be sent to court. Failure or refusal to do so will result in you being charged with treason.”

“How long do I have to get them ready?”

“You have exactly three days ma’am.”

“The messenger turns around and leaves just as quickly as he has appeared. I look at Cassidy who looks back at me. Vivian turns around after she closes the door, and walks past as to her room. After a few minutes, Cassidy gets up and walks over to Vivian’s room, and opens the door.

“Vivian is everything okay?”

“You two can pack up your things, take the money we have left, and run away as far as you two can get.”

“Vivian we’re not running that isn’t living.”

“Cassidy listens to me….”

“No! I’m done listening to everyone telling me who I am, what to do, and how to act.”

“I agree with Cassidy, Vivian. We can’t go into hiding especially if your life is on the line.”

She sighs knowing our minds are made up, and she helps us pack what we can take with us.

“I love you, girls, very much please be careful.”

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Deadly Chess Game (section 1)

                                      The Prologue

I am the daughter of Alan and Bevon Snow, making me Duchess of Somerset England. I was born December 15th, 1583, it was a bone-chilling cold night all throughout the country, and as silent as a feather falling from the sky. My mother oversees how this place operates, and that includes me. She is a sweet person and never goes against what Papa says, however with that said she is very demanding and very strict. Papa oversees the business end of things, which includes a small dowry for my husband, that they choose, and when they choose. My mother married my father when she was 19 their marriage was an arranged one. Her for wealth and him for an heir, as of now I’m seventeen and have no siblings. Papa says when the time is right God will grant them with a son, but as for now, he is happy to have me. I asked my mother why she doesn’t try for a son. She said after trying for so long she figured it wasn’t meant to be, and Papa could make anyone of his bastards his heir. I look at my reflection in the mirror and honestly wonder if my parents took me in for someone who couldn’t or wouldn’t keep me for, I look nothing like them. Mama has blonde hair brown eyes, and slightly pale skin. Papa has black hair, brown eyes, and slightly tan looking skin. Yet I have fiery red hair, piercing blue/gray eyes that look like glass and skin so pale it looks like it was kissed by the moon.

Cassidy Snow - Somerset, England 1600

        I wake up to the sun starting to shine into my room, and I slide out of my warm bed. To my surprise, Mama didn’t come in demanding me to get up for my Latin lesson, so I throw on pants and a baggy shirt and head down to the kitchen to see Vivian. She’s always cooking something good and needs stuff from the market, so I try to go as often as I can for it’s about the only time I’m allowed out of this place. Vivian is a sweet grandmother type lady, and she has a daughter who is only a few years younger than I am who lives in another part of the country. I find that very sad because I’d love to have her around. Lord knows I could use a friend of my own, not one that reports everything back to Mama. Mama says that other girls are nothing but trouble, and would try to use me for my position. Papa says they would spread rumors, and a lady of my position needs to have a spotless reputation in order to marry well.

“Vivian, do you need anything from the market this morning?”

“Oh, Cassidy my dear you startled me. Let me think…yes, I could use a few things if you wouldn’t mind going for me.”

“I’d love to go. What do you need from the market?”

“Fresh herbs, spices, fresh tomatoes, and apples for pie, you know what kind to get.”

Just as Vivian finishes talking, I hear Mama talking to my Latin tutor whose class I should be attending right now. Vivian looks at me with her eyebrows raised, and I give her a wry smile as I shrug my shoulders. She shakes her head at me and smiles as she pats my hand.

“Oh, my sweet child you are going to cause your Mama so much trouble today. However, with that said you are young and have been taking Latin since you could talk. So, go on now I’ll cover for you.”

I smile as I get up from the table I rush to the door before Vivian can change her mind, or before Mama finds me. I throw on my cape as I run out the door. The kitchen window is open, and I can hear Mama coming down the stairs calling for me.

“Vivian, have you seen Cassidy this morning by any chance?”

“Yes, I have my lady, and she went into town to fetch some things from the market for dinner tonight.”

When I get to the market, I overhear people talking about a trail for some young midwife. They say she will surely be burned at the stake for being a witch, and she has been the reason for monstrous births along with stillborn. The story goes she comes to expecting mothers at night whispers incantations over their stomachs causing the babies to be marked by the devil, or worse sends the soul of the ones she kills to the devil himself. They also say she is the devil's whore and has given birth to one of his children. I quickly gather what I needed, and as I start home, they drag the girl out. I know I shouldn’t watch, but I can’t help from staring as they tie her to the stake. I watch as she begs for her life pleading for her mercy as she proclaims her innocents. Even as they light the fire in underneath her. I watch as she scans the crowd hoping for someone or something to come save her, but all she sees are people cheering and clapping as she screams out in pain from the flames. I run home as this starts happening, and when I get home, I run into the kitchen.

“Cassidy, you missed your Latin lesson today.”

I turn around still shaking from the horror of what I just witnessed. Mama looks at me pulls me to the table, and ask me what’s wrong. I tell her everything even about the old lady who came up to me and pulled me by the arm away from the crowd then told me if I wasn’t careful that I’d be the next one in this town to be burned at the stake. She also said that if I were smart, I’d learn to be a very well-behaved girl so I could get married off quickly to someone who could keep me safe. By the time, I finish telling Mama about everything I’m almost in tears. I look up at her, and she looks like she has seen a ghost with the fear in her eyes.

“Mama, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing my sweet girl, but you should stay home for these are troubling times in our country.”

Bevon Snow – September 1600 Somerset, England

  I barge into Alan’s office as soon as Cassidy is asleep.

“Alan, we need to talk.”

“I’m very busy Bevon it will have to wait for another time.”

“It can’t wait it’s about Cassidy.”

He sighs and continues working hardly listening to a word I say. I stand in front his desk as I slam a book down to get his attention, and he sets his pen down as he looks up at me.

“What is it about Cassidy that cannot wait for another time?”

“She saw a lady being burned alive for witchcraft today in the market.”

“I don’t see how that is important for us to discuss.”

“I’m worried about her safety.”

“There is no need to worry about her safety because she has caught the eye of one of the kings’ knights. I was working out the details of the marriage before you came barging in here.”

“She won’t agree to an arranged marriage; she wants to marry for love and loved in return. Not equally matched in forced misery like us.”

“Well make her get over it, explain it is for her own safety we do this.”

“Have you ever met your daughter? She’s as strong-willed as….”

“Don’t you dare speak that name in my house!”

“You know it’s true, you know they are exactly alike. You ruined every chance I had to be happy with this life when you took him away from me!”

“You knew he would’ve been found out just like I found out. You’re lucky I didn’t send Cassidy away when she started with magic, but thankfully that stopped.”

“Cassidy was blessed with the oldest and purest magic that ever existed. I have never betrayed you in any way why didn’t you just let us leave? You would have never seen or heard from us again.”

“Perhaps if you had given me an Heir or any child of my blood I might have. However, thanks to your father’s clause I will not see a damn until Cassidy is married off and fortunate the law does favor females being in charge if their inheritance. Not that any of that matters now anyways, seeing as I will be sending her to court tomorrow morning.”

“One day Alan you will reap what you have sown, and I hope I’m there to see it.”

I start to rush out the door when I hear him clear his throat to say something.

“Oh, and Bevon do not underestimate what I can, and will do if you try to interfere with my plans.”

I stand up straight and run down the hall after the door closes to find Vivian.

“Vivian?”

“Vivian, I need to ask you a favor once again like I did with Rose.”

“Bevon what happened? Why do you need me to take Cassidy?”

“Alan is planning to send her to court tomorrow, and she doesn’t even know about her magic let alone how to control it. She would be found out in a matter of days, and put to death.”

Vivian and I run to Cassidy’s room to wake her up as we pack up some of her things.

Cassidy Snow September 1600

  I open my eyes to see Mama, and Vivian packing my stuff up.

“What’s going on?”

“No time to explain my sweet child. You need to get up, and get dressed right now.”

“Not till you tell me why Mama.”

“Cassidy now is not the time to argue with me please just do as I say.”

“Not till you tell me why!”

“Just do as I say for once, please.”

“I wish you’d stop talking, and listen to me for once.”

I wave my hand over her mouth, and just as I do that, they both stop talking.

“Mama, Vivian?”

I look at them, and they are trying to talk however, nothing is coming out. I wave my hand back over their mouths.

“What happened what did I do? Mama, tell me what’s going on.”

“Cassidy, you have magic.”

“What do you mean I have magic?”

“Cassidy you are a sorceress, and a very powerful one at that. I’d love to sit and explain this all to you I would, but we don’t have the time. You must go with Vivian; she will take you to your sister Rose who will teach you how to control your magic.”

“I have a sister?”

“Yes, I sent her away at a young age for her safety as far as your father knew she died from the plague. I wanted the same for you, but he never left you out of his sight for long enough.”

I nearly lose my balance from shock. It’s not every day you find out you have magic and a long-lost sister. To top it all off I’m being sent away in the middle of the night for my own protection. Honestly how much can one person take? I nod and pack a few things I want to take with me. I pack my stuffed dragon Mama bought me, and my baby blanket she made me. Mama hugs and kisses me goodbye when I look at her, I can tell she is fighting back tears. I smile, and tell her I’ll be okay that I always wanted a sister. Mama takes my hand in hers and looks me dead in the eyes.

“Cassidy, never come back here unless I send for you, your father can never be trusted. Take care my sweet child, please know that I have always, and will always love you.”

“I know Mama, I love you too and be safe.”

I sit back in the carriage as Vivian finishes packing. I’m freezing already all I’m in a nightgown, pants, and a heavy fur coat thrown over it. It’s a very cold night tonight for only being the middle of September I look out the window as we start moving and wish for it to snow so everything will look innocent, and ready to be reborn. I close my eyes and picture everything covered in snow. When I open my eyes, it’s snowing very heavy, and the wind is howling like a pack of wolves howling at the moon.

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I did one for Nicholas Too

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                                                  Nicholas P.O.V

I know when she gets bad again, she replies in short remarks, her whole demeaner if you know her well enough changes. I can see her laying on her bed staring at the celling with just moon light creeping in through the blinds. I knock lightly and she looks up at me.

“Y/N when did you relapse?”

“A week ago, I think, but I’m. Okay.”

“Are you really, okay? Y/N I want to help you through this but I’m not sure how to. Will me sitting with you in silence or we can talk help?”

“I’m fine Nicholas.”

“I know your not fine Y/N. Please don’t lie to me, darling I’m here for you no matter what I don’t care if it takes the rest of our lives. I’m with you for you even the dark is beautiful.” I kiss her forehead softly and help her to the tub and wash her body and hair knowing this is one thing to help her depression  

“I truly don’t know how to thank you Nicholas.”

“If you ever want to harm your self again let me tattoo you instead. Speaking of I drew one up for you I just finished it to cover the scars you hate. Even though I find it proof of how you’ve faced the Devil and made it out alive. Not many can do that Y/N, however I want you to feel beautiful and confident in your skin and have happy memories attached to it vs sad ones.” I tell her as she slips into short sleeves and short, when she finishes, I start braiding her simi wet hair. I finish up seeing a smile softly on her lips. I slide her the tattoo drawing I was thinking of from random times she mentioned ones she wanted done or parts of ones.

“Nicholas it is perfect!” She says lighting up fully as her plays one her favorite songs to Dance to.

“Come on/n darling dance with me.”

“Nicholas.”

“Please.” I give her a puppy dog eye look and she roll her eyes while accepting my hands we danced on n off all night ate random junk food she had in her house.

“I bet I can beat you at Mario cart.”

“Oh, are you challenging me dear y/n?” I ask softly teasing as she pops the rest of her (your favorite snack or whatever u think for here I think s’mores)

“Yep” she says popping the P

                                        Y/N P.O.V.

After hours of talking laughing acting like teenagers and him allowing me to win at Mario Kart even though he claims he didn.t I look at his gray eyes while we finally lay in bed.

“Thank you, Nicholas, for everything.”

“Thank you for becoming mine y/n. I’ve never been happier then when I’m with you. You are the best thing to ever come into my life. If you let me, I’ll tell you for the rest of our lives. For now, my love try to rest and know I’m always here.”

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A/N PLEASE KNOW YOU ARE WORTH SO MUCH & DESERVE SO MUCH HAPPINESS DONT GIVE UP

Y/n P.o.V

I’ve been struggling lately with my demons, it’s very hard for me to admit to anyone that I’m not okay. My loving boyfriend Noah has just come back from tour last night. I’ve been wearing long sleeves trying to keep the new and healing cut hidden. I know he always says to call him when it gets bad, but how do I put that one him? I don’t hear him walk in when I’m trying to talk myself from this invisible ledge. I start to lose the battle when I feel him snake his strong arms around me slowly taking the blade of my hands. I turn around and start crying and apologizing to him.

                                                  Noah P.O.V

I hear y/n talking so horrible about herself, I knew something was wrong when she was wearing long sleeves and distant look in her eyes. I walk quickly, but quietly to the bathroom where she is about to add another mark to her beautiful body. I slip my arms around her waist while slowly removing the blade from her hand. While she cries in my arms, I just hold her tight telling her not to apologize.

“Y/N, sweetheart why didn’t you tell me it was getting bad again?” I ask as I clean up the fresher and slightly older marks.

“I didn’t want to put that on you.”

“I want you to confide into me Y/N, those thoughts are so far from the truth I wish you’d see that.” I say softly as I finish bandaging her arm

“Come on sweet heart I’m ordering all our favorites and we are going to have a movie marathon tonight, and every day till you feel better and then we are going on a mini vacation. I love you so much Y/n please let me in when you feel like slipping.”

“You’re not mad or ashamed of me?”

“I will never be ashamed or mad at you we all have demons we fight some more visible some more hidden. You made it so long before you relapsed and I have no doubt that one day soon this will be a distant memory.”

“The scars will still be here though Noah I’m so disgusting.”

“Y/N! No these are battle scars look at everything you been through and how far you have made it. Let me help you and we can make it where you will be able to see these scars and look at your life seeing how far you’ve made it.” I say kissing her lips and helping her into my tee shirt while I order all kinds of food from door dash and put her comfort movie on cuddling into the couch with her making sure she can feel I’m sincere in every word I said.