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Flower Girl - A Kindergarten Fanfic

(This will be high school AU + Monty X Lily. If you're cool with that, great, enjoy!)

(This is gonna be based on one of those gacha trends, only people who care about you can see you.)

Everyone's at school, talking with their friends and laughing.

All of a sudden, Monty gets a strange feeling, a feeling telling him to look up. The ginger lifted his head slightly and saw text above him. He wiped his eyes, trying to convince himself that it wasn't real, but when his eyes readjusted, the text remained above his head. “Only people who care about you can see you.” Monty read the words in his head before studying his peers. It seemed as though no one had even noticed his strange behavior yet. Felix seemed irritated as usual, Ted was apologizing for crimes he never committed, Jerome was making jokes, all of which made Buggs laugh hysterically, and Ozzy would give a look that conveyed both annoyance and fear somehow. Penny and Carla were talking, most likely about girl things. The ginger stopped looking around and finally let out a disappointed sigh, realizing no one could see him. Monty turned on his heel and started to walk away, when a quiet, fragile voice- one he knew all too well, spoke to him. The boy turned his head as the person with the soft voice grabbed one of his hands, a look of confusion and concern on her face. It was Lily, a girl Monty had known since Kindergarten. He didn't know her well, due to both her shy nature and his business priorities, but he picked up on a few of her traits. Although she was incredibly shy, she was always very loving and kind. She almost reminded him of Penny, his sister. Lily looked into Monty's eyes and asked “Are..you alright?” She paused for a moment, feeling rather awkward. Monty could sense her awkwardness, and he too felt the emotion, seeing as she was still holding his hand. “Uh..” Monty said, quickly remembering the text above his head, as it was his reason for wanting to depart in the first place. He was now rather surprised that Lily could see him, as it seemed like no one else could, not that any of them had bothered to check. “Yes, I’m fine..” He said rather awkwardly, breaking the silence. Lily smiled, almost like she knew about the text. “Good. Well-uh..I’m gonna..go now. Bye, Monty.” She said, sounding very nervous and tense. She let go of his hand rather slowly and began to walk away, leaving Monty to watch every one of her steps. Everything about Lily was so..delicate, and fragile. Even her name sounded breakable, and it reminded him of flowers, just like the one in her hair. Monty felt himself blush as Lily turned around and saw him staring. He immediately looked down, positioning his head so that it was parallel to the floor. She giggled, finding the entire ordeal quite cute. Monty blushed even more upon hearing her laugh. When the ginger finally found the courage to look up at Lily again, he began to smile. She smiled back at him and also began to blush. “How can someone be so pretty, and so compelling, while also being as fragile as..” Monty lacked the words to finish his thoughts. He continued to stare at the girl, admiring her crystal-blue eyes, and her mesmerizing, black hair. He then noticed the flower. “A flower..” Monty finished. “She's a flower girl, my flower girl.” Monty continued, smiling proudly, knowing that he'd found a flower of his very own, one that no one else could have. She was the only one of her kind, and he loved knowing that.

(This is terrible- sorry y'all, I wrote this a while ago!)

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Our Cursed Love - A Chicago Med Fanfic!

(The Rhekker ship will be present here, as well as season 4 + 5 spoilers!)

After leaving Med, Connor was sure he'd be able to move on and forget the tragedies that happened there. But, he was wrong, and nothing he had learned during the course of his long life would prepare him for the trouble he would soon face. He started getting flashbacks (and nightmares!) He also had trouble concentrating, thoughts of her plaguing his mind. Ava Bekker, Connor's colleague, friend, and ex-girlfriend, had committed suicide during Connor's last year at Med. She also killed his father, which he never forgave her for, especially because she never told him! But, even with all his hatred and grief, Connor found himself missing Ava, and it caused him a lot of guilt and confusion. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wanted Ava to be alive, he wanted to talk to her, for answers at least. This desire would remain a childish wish for Connor, until one fateful day. Back in Chicago, one piece of news would circulate through the neighborhood, the name of a very experienced surgeon, one that had been forgotten - became the most popular in the city. Connor's phone had been flooded with calls, texts, even emails, from his former colleagues, supervisors, and even some old friends. After carefully examining each notification on his lock screen, Connor paused and held his breath, unable to concentrate. The news flooded his mind, along with anxiety, regret, and excitement, as he returned to the hospital he thought he left for good. Upon arriving at Med, Connor was immediately burdened by questions, concerns, and greetings from everyone he left behind, and although he didn't mind, he was looking for someone else. Alas, the surgeon made his way upstairs to the surgical suite. There stood Doctor Latham, who looked eager to see his friend after all this time. Connor opened his mouth to speak, but immediately fell silent upon seeing who was standing next to him. "Hello Connor, long time no see, huh?" Ava said with a welcoming smile on her face, a smile Connor knew all too well. Even then, he always found himself falling for it. "Yeah.." Not even the obvious skepticism in his voice could keep her away. He couldn't walk away yet, he had so many unanswered questions. But this open hallway was no place to ask them, Doctor Latham's blank stare made that blatantly obvious. "Hey Ava, can I talk to you..?" Connor asked, sounding serious, maybe even tense. Ava's eyes seemed to light up when he spoke, and it made Connor uneasy. "Sure, let's go over here" Ava said politely while gesturing to a room nearby. Connor followed, remembering how much he used to love her accent. After entering the small room, Connor closed the door and turned to face Ava, who looked oddly confident. With memories of the past flooding both their minds, Ava looked at the floor and Connor sighed, prepared to say what he felt was necessary. "Why..?" He asked, breaking the awkward silence, the tension in his voice was obvious. Ava's head jerked up, a confused yet aware expression forming on her face. "What?" She asked, the realization hitting her slower than Connor expected. How could she not remember? The rage he felt made Connor want to scream, but his train of thought was interrupted by Ava's deep sigh, the memories had finally gotten to her. "Well, if you had seen things my way, that wouldn't have happened" she said with such arrogance, arrogance Connor almost forgot about. She hadn't changed, Connor knew that now. "Ava, you gave my father insulin that he didn't need, you caused his death! Please enlighten me on how I'm supposed to "see things your way!" Connor yelled, his emotions starting to control him. "I did it for you, Connor!" Ava yelled, tears filling her brown eyes. Connor didn't believe her, but for some reason, he wanted to. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop himself from loving her, even if this love could be cursed..cursed enough to KILL.