#I'm intent on using this phone until it BRICKS i do not want a new one đ
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Watching the lefthand side of my phone screen steadily fill with more neon lines that are probably the result of the cracked screen
#it was just 1 neon pink one but now theres a few more and it's making me nervous#I'm intent on using this phone until it BRICKS i do not want a new one đ#i can still use everything fine there's just some bright ass neon lines on the side now#they do brighten and dim a little when i adjust the brightness but not by much#and i swear on my life they change color to white and just aren't there at all sometimes#they're visible when i tap the sleep mode screen to see the time too ksjfkf how much longer can i chill with this..#shai speaks
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Dragon
Hold on uno momento.
I used to play as Legion(My ranger Launcher/Rifle character & Knuckles) and ANAKSII(Melee "tank" with Partisan and Waker abilities for range) in PSO2: NGS until my Xbox was diagnosed with dead power brick. Both of them are CASTS, and are heavily based on my OCs lol
Maybe when my Xbox gets a new power brick, I could show them off somehow? I'm stuck to using this phone, and idk how to link my PSO2 NGS data or whatever to my Email when it's on one of my parent's accounts, so... There's a way. There's gotta be a way.
Plus, I want to make a third technique-focused character. How good are medics in PSO2: NGS?
Explanation for the "tank" thing below.
Okay, so you might be laughing at the tank idea. Yes, ANAKSII'S meant to last longer than most while doing high melee DPS, but a Tank is supposed to distract the enemy with their high health pool and massive build, right?
Well... That kinda conflicts with how I envision tanks, but eh. I'd see them as big defensive brutes that can hold the line for longer than most, able to shrug off hits like they're nothing, and come back with hard-hitting blows to the face.
ANAKSII is essentially that, but with the intent to be used for offense rather than defense. Use restisagne(?) less often, hit hard with broad, sweeping attacks that mow through Dolls and Starless like grass, and make the enemy wish they never picked a fight with a literal dragon girl.
Kinda makes war cry obsolete if I'm trying to go for a rock solid attacker then, doesn't it? Lol
#phantasy star online 2#not art#pso2 ngs#Tank builds that distract enemies are kinda pointless anyways. Lol
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âLoving the real youâ
Song fic;Ordinary by umi
Atsumu Miya;
âââââââââââââââââââ
âI don't wanna give you sympathyâ
5:00
âY/N!!! HURRY UP OR I'M NOT BRINGING YOU WITH ME TO THE MATCHâ Your brother Sakusa says yelling from the foot of the stairs.
You grabbed your belongings and made your way down the stairs. He hands you hand sanitizer before opening the car door
âSanitize yourself before you sit next to me.â You rolled your eyes at his response and opened the cap of the bottle.
Yes, being related to a player on one of the elite teams of a division means a lot of practice games,national matches, going to prefectures, and training camps. However, your brother never allows you to go, which never made sense to you. Which meant going to a match for the first time and seeing your brother play with his teammates upfront made you excited.
It wasn't long until you both reached the gymnasium where the practice match was being held. You stepped out of the car to help your brother carry his bags out. As you guys entered the gym you dropped his stuff down near the entrance.
âY/n, you can go wait up there for the match to startâ He says gesturing to the stairs leading up to the balcony. You nodded and started making your way up.
5:30
A couple of minutes have passed by and you started hearing footsteps coming towards the gym. You quickly got up and looked over the railing. Your eyes met with a tall guy with dark blonde hair at the bottom of the gym.
Heâs probably from the other team.
His head shot up directly looking at the balcony which made you slightly jump. He seemed like he was about to say something until he was interrupted by the rest of team members walking in.
âTSUMU!! YOUâRE ALREADY HEREâ An energetic guy said walking towards him. âHi Bokutoâ the other guy answered. Following him was your brother.
â Y/n are you okay?â He asks while gesturing you to come down. The two boys next to him continuously looked at your brother and back at you as you came back down.
âYOU HAVE A SISTER!!â The two of them yelled in unison as you stood next to your brother.
âNice to meet you im Y/nâ You greeted yourself while laughing at their reaction.
âYOUR SISTERS HOT!â Bokuto says walking up to you to shake your hand. You looked at him dumbfounded with his response. As you make your way to say hi to the blonde he stares at you before shaking your hand. You greeted everyone on the team and got to know them before the match started.
âLETS GO!! WARMUP!!â You hear the coach yell to the teams.
You backed away enough to feel your back hit against the gym wall. It didn't take long for the practice game to start. You watch as your brother is serving first.
Your eyes widened as his hand flew back and slammed it to the other side of the court scoring a service point. You watched as the rest of the team members cheered for your brother.
6:00pm
The game has gone on for a while and now it's the middle of the second set. It was Atsumuâs turn to serve when a crowd of girls gathered around the gym. You couldn't help but overhear the conversation each girl was having behind you.
âKILL THE SERVE TSUMU!!!â
âI TOLD YOU HE WAS GOING TO BE HEREâ
âYOU GOT THIS!!!â
The abnormal amount of screaming seemed to annoy you. Your head turned to look behind you which caused you to make eye contact with one of the fangirls. You gave them an annoyance expression which you thought would stop them but the girls scoffed and rolled their eyes.
Atsumu turned to the group of females and smiled at them before putting his hand up and slamming it down with a fist. The crowd immediately became quiet.
âwhy is he so popular?â You thought to yourself as you watched the guy about to serve and control the crowd.
6:30
It wasn't long for the match to end and for MSBY to win. You walked towards saksua to hand him his water bottle and bag.
âY/n, wait for me outside ok?â You nod at him and make your way towards the gate.
You leaned against the brick wall near the gate as you watch the sun go down and the sky turn to cotton candy.
âbuzzâ
Your hand reached to your back pocket to grab your phone. You placed your finger on the home button to answer a message from Sakusa.
âHey sis, i'm going to help clean up this nasty gym it will take a while, will you be okay?â
âYeah omi its okayâ
âokay, i'll get going nowâ
As you turned off your phone you overheard a female voice talking in the distance. You walk closer to see who it is and your eyes met with a very slim girl with long hair against the wall talking to a guy that seems similar to Atsumu.
The girl looked at him with an angry expression on her face but it didn't phase him. He scoffed at her which seemed to anger her even more. You look away trying to mind your own business.
âYOUâRE SO HEARTLESS!!â The woman's voice made you jump as it echoed through the air as she shoves him away. As she walked away he sighed and started making his way towards your direction. You looked away still at the entrance as it seemed like Sakusa was done. As the guy got closer to you he looked at you with a confused expression.
You pretended to not notice but he didn't buy it. He stood in front of you which caught your attention. Your head tilted up for your eyes to meet his. Your eyebrow lifted as he stared at you.
âBe my girlfriend.â
âIm sorry but I donât want to give you sympathy from your unnatural breakupâ
As those words left his mouth you couldnât help but think he was delusional. You thought about how that girl yelled at him and now he's directly confessing without a first date.
But, before you open your mouth to answer him your brother comes up behind him with a stern expression.
âTsumu did you say something?.â
He gave him a forced smile before gesturing to you to start walking to the car.
ââââââââââââââââ
âThere's no need to pretend to be someone new
Your ordinary's enough for me
Just treat me rightâ
A couple of weeks have passed since you randomly received a text from an unknown number which turned out to be Atsumu. He would continuously ask you to keep him company and be his friend. Soon enough you gave up on ignoring him and accepted.
You have gotten used to his playful flirting and dramatic self but you were never content with the fact that he wasn't showing his true self.
5:30
As you were doing your work and laying down you heard your phone ding. You looked at the name and rolled your eyes before opening the message.
âY/N!!!â
âYeah Tsumu?â
âHANG OUT WITH ME IM BORED :(( iâm at the nearby volleyball gymâ
âi'm workingâ
âBut I wanna see your beautiful ass đ«
âYouâre disgusting đ€©đđ„°â
âSee you thereâ
You Turned off your phone and got yourself ready to leave. Before you left you heard Sakusa call your name.
âWhere are you going y/n?â He said questioning your sudden want to leave the house. You gave him a guilty expression before dashing out the door.
5:45
It didn't take long for you to arrive at the nearby volleyball court. You knocked on the door of the gym which made him turn his head towards you. He dropped the ball before running your direction. You smiled at him and walked in the gym.
Atsumu grabbed the volleyball and gestured the ball towards you. You gave him a confused expression before he placed the ball in your palms.
âIâm going to teach you how to play volleyball,â He says smiling. Atsumu moved behind you and grabbed your hand moving it up. He took your other hand that was holding the ball and positioned it straight. Your head turned to look at him only to notice that your face was merely inches apart. He looked back at you still giving you that smile he always puts on. You roll your eyes at him before flicking his forehead.
âMy brother is a volleyball player, you really donât think I can serve?â You gave him a stern stare which made him back away.
âGo ahead, serve.â He said while gesturing his hand for you to start.
You threw the ball in the air before hitting it with your palm.
It barely made it over the net.
Your eyes continuously started to blink as you heard Atsumu laughing it off in the back.
âAND YOU WERE SO COCKY ABOUT IT!! WHAT A PROFESSIONALâ You glared at him before dropping the ball and making your way towards the door.
âYou act like i'm the fake one here â You picked up your bag near the door and made your way out. He stares at you confused as he watches you walk out.
Atsumu decides to shake it off and follow you. As you walked towards the closest ice cream stand you felt someone bump your side. You look next to you to see Atsumu standing right in front of your eyes.
Your eyes averted and looked the other way pretending he was not there as you grabbed your ice cream from the cashier. As you were about to leave the stand, Atsumu stopped you in your tracks. He stares you down before moving his body closer to you.
Your body froze as you were confused about what his intentions were. Before you knew it the top of your ice cream was bitten off. You look at your ice cream and back at him before rushing your way towards the sidewalk.
7:30
You have been walking around for awhile before stopping at a park. As you turned behind you, his eyes met with your confused expression.
You ignored it and sat on the swings and he followed
âTsumu..I have a question,â You said, turning towards his direction. He tilts his head to the side, gesturing for you to go on.
âWhy did you ask to be friends with me?â
His expression changed as soon those words left your mouth. He sighed and turned his head to look at the ground.
âIt's because..I like you Y/nâ
You looked at him dumbfounded but his response didnât surprise you.
âI told you Tsumu..I don't want to deal with your daddy issues and everything seems fake.â You played with the sand beneath you with your feet before you heard him speak.
âHonestly..I don't know my real self either around you..â He looked at you with a soft expression before watching him stand up. Your head stayed low until you heard his footsteps distancing away.
âI'm sorry..â you heard the footsteps stop before standing up in front of him. Your hands fidgeted behind your back as you looked up at his tall figure.
âDrop your pride and be your ordinary⊠and maybe iâll give you a FUCKING C-CHANCE??!!â As those last words escaped your lips his eyes widened in shock of your response.
âI PROMISE!!â He yelled all his emotions out before gesturing his pinky towards you. A small smile was placed on your face before locking your pinky with his.
ââââââââââââââââââ
âI'm in love with the shape of you and they way you moveâ
âBaby know you got me feeling so..crazy no need and try and prove me nothing..â
Months have passed since that night you guys promised to keep things real. Frankly, he kept it. But, you began to notice that his flirty self was his actual personality. Not surprising how that trait wasn't a lie.
However, the sweet gestures and sudden meetups at the library and the local cafe did surprise you. Though rumors have been still going around about false flings and playboy action caused by him but, none of this made you second think about that cinnamon roll.
12:30pm
It was the afternoon when you asked him to help you study in the library. It came to a surprise to you when you realized that he was the top student in his major.
As you arrived at the library your eyes wandered to find Atsumu. It didn't take you long for you to notice him sitting down near the window while biting on the end of his pen. You made your way towards him and settled down in a seat next to his.
âHi cinnamon roll~â
Atsumu turned towards your direction greeting you with a smile.
âGet your textbooks out dumbassâ
You groaned before reaching in your bag. As your hand moves around trying to find your heavy books you realized that it wasnât there. You turn to Atsumu nervously laughing.
âWhen bitches ask for help but don't bring their booksâŠthat's you...your bitchesâ He got up and stared at you. Your eyes glanced at him and finally got the hint to follow him. The two of you walked towards the back of the library.
âGo find what you need hereâ He backed away and sat down on the floor with his back against the wall. You gathered the two books you needed but ended up needing one on the top shelf. As you got on your toes to reach you thought you finally grabbed it but you felt the book suddenly drop. You looked down at atsumu who had an angry expression on his face as well as a book on the top of his head.
You knelt down to face him and gave him a small smile.
âIm sorry Tsumu hahaâ
You leaned your body closer to his to grab the book which made him flinch. Atsumu realized the position you two were in and shot his body up standing straight.
You looked at him confused as his face turned bright red. A sigh left his lips as he was about to say something.
âI hate thisâŠâ
Suddenly, his body started moving closer to you. Your eyes closed as you felt his lips press against yours.
Your eyes look at him turning away from embarrassment.
âIm crazy in love with you..â
When you heard him say those words you felt the heat rush to your face. You were about to respond until you heard footsteps come near you guys. The two of you turned to see a very confused Sakusa.
âIf you're gonna bang my sister, sanitize your dick.â Your brother sighed and walked away. You look at Atsumu before the two of you begin laughing.
âI love you too...cinnamon rollâ
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Todobug: Fallen lover.
The spotted heroine was out with her team for a regular round of patrol, finding herself just a few meters from the girls to plan the rute alongside Chat Noir. She constantly ignored his attentions, but when he took her hand trying to kiss the back, with her opposite she invoked a lucky charm out of curiosity, winning a small spray bottle with which she sprayed on his feline friend.
ââââ Bad Kitty! Behave! Behave!
She exclaimed, spraying her partner, watching him contract through the water as if he were a small cat taking a bath, making her laugh mockingly next to the turtle hero who stayed next to them contracting against his stomach to laugh at the blondeâs childish reactions. Lately the heroes have gotten much closer as the meetings get more and more enjoyable, sometimes taking a few breaks to chat or joke with each other.
This was one of those days, being a fairly quiet time to afford that luxury that on rare occasions they could joke around. For today the only ones who were absent were Viperion, Roi Singe, and Pegase, but soon it would be their turn on the night patrol. And while both boys were organizing to cover ground next to Ladybug, it was that both Rena Rouge and Queen Bee looked puzzled at the initial duo of heroes at the same time while Ryuko sitting on a pile of bricks next to them sharpened her sword patiently without much interest.
It wasn't until the beautiful-looking blonde snorted as she touched up her lipstick that when she uttered a word, she broke the ice, paying attention to her reflection in the portable mirror that she carried with her even in battle. And at once her lips took on a little more color, she looked out of the corner of her eye at the heroine in a fox costume, ready to start conversation.
ââââ And ... Are you sure these two are just friends? Huh, I'm suspecting that the Ladybug's alleged boyfriend scandal is actually fake news of that infamous Alec Cataldi guy.
The blonde wasn't exactly discreet when she looked away from her mirror to turn and look skeptically at the dynamic duo fighting childishly as they calmed down to begin their part of the patrol, both walking away with Carapace jumping from roof to roof.
Instead, the young Japanese woman who calmly held her sword, settled into her seat crossing her legs with a quick movement. For a few thoughtful moments, she rested her gaze indifferently on her mate, while resting both hands on the handle of her sword, glancing sideways at the direction in which her superiors were leaving.
ââââ Believe it or not, she is in a relationship with Todoroki-san, and we must respect that, Queen Bee. It is not very honorable that you speak of him like this when he is not present to defend himself.
It was her answer said with a little bit of hostility, since clearly the foreigner hated gossip and to people talking cowardly behind them back. She did not know the guy in question well enough to consider him a friend, but he had been cordial in those events in which their parents had coincided.
Of course, it was a shock to learn that he was the mysterious boy Chat Noir was constantly complaining about standing between him and âhis ladyâ. However, she couldn't blame them for their relationship being now seen in the public eye, after how an annoying low morality TV presenter had exposed the couple without their consent, robbing them of the opportunity to reveal their relationship when they were ready. It was so unpleasant, but she remembered with satisfaction how the Ladyblogger reported such an invasion of privacy on her blog, causing so much backlash to the man.
Some karma was dealt after that.
And although her words were almost interrupted by a fox lady in a bright orange suit, far from being annoyed, she continued her own business by returning her attention to the weapon even as she paid attention to the girl who questioned her words.
ââââ As much as I hate the shit Cataldi pull on them, the guy don't give me good vibes... I mean he's stupidly cold even with her. It seems he doesn't even care that Ladybug is in love with him!
The fox's heroine commented annoyed, while the blonde bee buzzed with excitement, agreeing with the words of her comrade. Neither of them seemed to believe Endeavor's son as the one for Ladybug, the national angel of France.
ââââ I know damn right the guy is hot, I'm not blind. But he's so... Uninteresting that he loses his charm. I think we all agree that our little bug can easily get someone better, my Adrikins is dying for her and I don't blame him, I don't even know who to be jealous of.
The blonde commented in a playful tone while she fixed some strands of hair ruffled by the wind, and putting on the final touches of the lipstick with her hand mirror, she closed the end at once to cross her arms later. It was obvious that her words were anything but kind, because even when Rena agreed that her heroine should seek someone else, it was equally clear that she did not approve of being so cruel when speaking of the aspiring hero. Chloe, on the other hand, was still taking small steps to be friendlier, but the change was gradual and she didn't avoid releasing hurtful comments on rare occasions.
No one refuted anything, it was not worth it and among the three they ended up leaving finally once their rest ended, ready to resume their patrol, perhaps hopefully catching up with the rest of their teammates.
Todoroki Shoto was just leaving the Le Grand Paris, where he was staying with his family, his father apparently had work pending in Paris and they would be spending the summer outside of Japan.
He keeping silent and walking beside his older brother for as long as their paths coincided, after all he did not plan to follow him any longer; he had his own plans going. He had reserved a table in a restaurant that was close to her girlfriend's home, clearly paying with his old man's credit card with the bonus of bothering him, and of course thanks to his action he ended up earning a tremendous shout from the older one, but that did not matter, he just wanted to pamper his beloved.
ââââ So.. Have any plans, kid?
Asked the curious albino while chilling at the side of his brother. He and his penpal Luka Couffaine would hang out at the mall and then go to the disco store, it was clear that he wanted to see if the youngest of the family was free to accompany them.
ââââ I'm going out with my girlfriend once she comes back from patrolling with her team.
He answered calmly, taking out his phone when he felt it vibrate for a few seconds, surely his sister had called him to scold him for what he did with the credit card, but from seeing the angry expression on the older man's face he could say that it was worth it worth the scolding.
ââââ Ah? So, are you're really dating? I thought you were joking when you told us.
The college student spoke with a little laugh, noticing how his sibling looked at him confused. Suddenly the punk looking teenager gave him a discreet push with his shoulder to shut him up, an action that made him finally react.
And it was not for less, he had really been surprised to hear the albino's words, which shows with his changing facial expression. And while the double quirked teen questioned his words with his typical seriousness, it was remarkable for the man, for his slipt he keeps laughing nervously and even uncomfortably at the heterochromatic stare.
ââââ And⊠why did you think that?
ââââ Hey, chill... I didn't mean it like that, but you guys don't really seem like a couple. You know, you don't show it much. B-But I know you must love her a lot, of course!
Realizing how insensitive his words were, as well as how prejudiced he sounded when saying them, Natsuo ended up hiding behind a certain guitarist who shook his head gently and placed his arm between the two boys in a crude attempt at protection in what they both looked like. Instead of getting angry, the half redhead hung his head in surprise, grimacing seconds later, looking at them this time with a frown, clearly offended and annoyed.
ââââ Don't take it the wrong way, Shoto. You know that Natsuo can be somewhat naive and reckless, it was not his intention to offend you.
ââââ See you tomorrow, CouffaineâŠ
Without saying anything else, he turns away into the flower shop, leaving behind the guys with whom he had had a bitter revelation. It was the only thing he said, annoyingly walking away in the opposite direction. Didn't they really seem like a real couple? The young man knew that he was not very expressive with his feelings, but he never thought it would be so bad. He continued his walking now without much encouragement, looking even more serious than usual if that was possible, but he was still determined to prove to himself that Natsuo was wrong. Perhaps if he made an effort to make his night with her girlfriend perfect, he could show his love for her, although it was difficult for him to show his feelings. But that did not mean that he wouldn't do his best to try.
So, he continued walking until he reached the picturesque place, entering and buying a bouquet of flowers, cheering up little by little. He left the place much calmer, even motivated, eager to meet his dear ladybug; but it was not until he heard three female voices talking about him and his lovely girfriend without any hesitation, that without being able to avoid it with strangeness he raised his face to watch the heroines speak from the roof of the building animatedly, being the blonde the loudest among the three.
Little by little he felt worse and worse with each word. Was he such a bad boyfriend? Marinette thought the same as her friends?
Once the heroines left the Japanese boy sat on one of the benches, leaving his bouquet of flowers beside him, running his hands over his hair. Maybe they were right, maybe he was giving less to the relationship than his girlfriend deserved, maybe he was throwing her into the arms of another guy with his attitude. Suddenly he felt an upset stomach just thinking about it, it wasn't a nice feeling.
At the same time his discomfort was escalating and frustrated, he bent down looking at the bouquet of roses with an unsatisfied gaze, remembering how the cat hero used to give her a flower every day during the time that his relationship with her was a secret to the public. He remembered the jealousy he repressed every time Chat Noir tried to seduce his heroine, every flirtatious and cheesy nickname said in the midst of battles, as even when she rejected him, he was still motivated to win her love.
He recalled the mistrust he had for Luka when he mentioned his feelings for a certain baker's daughter, but he quickly dispelled his insecurities when he knew that Couffaine would never try anything with her. In his words he remembered how the eldest simply said that âher melody had found her own rhapsody,â whatever that meant. It was much worse when he find out about the past feelings his Maribug used to have towards Adrien Agreste, but detesting him made him feel guilty, the boy was also too kind for his own good.
He needed advice, it was not a good sign to be so insecure or jealous. But he was just a confused teenager in his first relationship, they couldn't blame him for his inexperience.
Todoroki Shoto, Memories. A couple days ago.
During finals a certain pigtail lady had sneaked to Japan with the equine kwamiâs help, of course, she missed her long-distance boyfriend as much as she knows he missed her too, and surprising her lover from behind she didnât hesitate into hugging him sideways, laughing and playing with their noses in an soft Eskimo kiss. A couple minutes later, he took her by the waist just to give his girlfriend room to sit on his lap, while both kwamis hovered curiously around the room towards one of the hero magazines.
ââââ Not that it bothers me for you to come see me, actually I enjoy it, but what are you doing here?
ââââ I needed a break ... If I hear Lila say how she introduced you to Ladybug again, I will lose my patience, mon trĂ©sor.
With a snort the young woman let herself lean on her lover's shoulder, listening to him laugh vaguely with that unmistakable grimace on his lips, without a doubt the double quirk teen was just as entertained of the situation than he should be.
ââââ She's still into her fantasies? Should I be scared?
ââââ Not worth it.
In a mocking tone the eldest played with his belovedsâ lips, approaching to touch them tenderly just to move away when his muse deigned to reciprocate. From one moment to the next, he earned her frown, and it was when he saw her pout that he finally let himself be caught, feeling the plump and pink lips against his, sharing the cherry flavor of her usual chapstick.
When closing his eyes in duo with his sun sunshine girl, one of his hands fixed on her cheek tenderly as he passed his thumb over the blush, while in an ephemeral separation to discharge his heavy breath in a second, they again kissed again. Much more shy tan before.
ââââ Please come tomorrow⊠If not, who's going to kick my ass in Ultimate Mecha Strike?
Little could he know that his scattered thoughts made Gabriel Agreste smile with discretion, as he, after sending one of his models to their wardrobe test in the care of their star designers, was that he hung up the call by video-chat once he delegated the activities of the day to Nathalie and went calmly towards the portrait of his beloved Emilie, caressing gracefully the illustration on her lips, in a silent conversation with himself.
He would have another chance to save her.
ââââ Oh, disappointment and jealousy ~ Powerful feelings from the hand of the lover that will bring my victory ... Simply poetic. Get ready, Ladybug! It will be the person who has your very own heart who will bring your defeat to me. So, fly my little Akuma, and possess Endeavor's son!
Ignorant of what was happening, were his racing heartbeats and his concern about losing the girl he had fallen in love with, without notice he caught the attention of a certain villain who triumphantly prepare one of his akumas to leave outside of his lair as he walked in the direction of his butterfly window ready for send his tiny henchman in search of the tormented teenager boy whose peace was disturbed. Humming, Hawkmoth smiled poisonously, capturing in his hands the tiny being whom he filled with negative energy, and in the end commanding them with his stick for catch his target.
Earlier when news of the heroine's romance leaked, he simply didn't rush into acting. He wasn't an idiot, he knew how dangerous it was to villainize the wrong people at the wrong time, he learned it the hard way with certain failed villains. But now, it was the perfect timing for him.
The akuma fluttered from the sky until found the source of such intense negative feelings, it could feel them for miles, and when the time came it was easier to be able to catch him without being noticed. Without missing the opportunity to melt into the bouquet of roses that the brokean hearted boy held so sadly, linking without opportunity to fight in a forced communication with the most feared villain in Paris at the moment when the butterfly communicator managed to get a surprised sigh out of him.
ââââ Greetings, Heartstroke. I am your friend, Hawkmoth. I have felt your fear of losing the love of your heroine, as everyone sees you as an obstacle. I promise to give you the power to punish whoever dares to take her away from you, and prove them wrong... But there is something you must do for me in return.
His words were poisonous, said with false concern and artificial charisma, selling to his victim the idea that would solve their problems once and for all, but the minor's doubt internally annoyed the criminal, he hated when his victims became resistant.
ââââ No, I won't give you her miraculousâŠ
ââââ Don't be naive, son. Every Ladybug is destined for her Black Cat. Creation and destruction cannot live without the other. I offer you the opportunity to free her from her destiny. And what do you say? Do you accept my offer?
The half albino quickly covered his ears, while biting his trembling lip closed at the same time, he closed his eyes, unable to resist the intense connection with Hawkmoth any longer. But with each spoken word he felt increasingly furious, helpless, more insecure. To Paris, he was just a busybody, someone who kept Ladybug away from her one true love, the one who truly cared about her; as with every threatening mail they insinuated that he should get away and look for someone else, that he should stop confusing Lady luck's feelings. He couldn't handle it anymore, he was only human after all, and naturally he was selfish.
Selfish for wanting a future with her.
ââââ It will be a pleasure, Hawkmoth.
With a simple scaling flash of light, the bicolor eyed boyâs body was enveloped until it disappeared into a new metamorphosis, a different appearance drifted away from his usual looks.
Goodbye Todoroki Shoto, let's meet Heartstroke.
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Gateway Drug | Part Thirty-Six
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"If you weren't such an asshole, he wouldn't have to take up for me!" I bark at Nikki as he tipsily stumbles around, ranting at me about my "fucking friend not minding his own god damn business" nearly a week ago, as the guys and Doc just look on, not knowing what the hell either of us are talking about.
"I'm an asshole?! Like you don't get me riled up and then play victim?!" He throws at me.
"Like it takes very much to get your tweaked-out ass riled up!" I point at him.
"Bitch!" He sneers out.
"Fuck up!" I hiss back.
Duff wasn't even out of line with Nikki. He had kept calm and advised Nikki to cool down and then come back and talk to me instead of getting himself and me upset.
Nikki hadn't let on if he minded Duff's intervening to defend me, until a week later, because he was taking it as Duff trying to tell him how to be married to me as if he knew me better than Nikki did, which wasn't at all Duff's intention.
Compared to the number I've seen Duff do on guys during a fist fight, Nikki was lucky he didn't lay him out in the driveway. However, he would eventually know what it felt like to be punched in the face by Duff during the "Girls" tour.
Duff was good at keeping his cool until the people he cared about became involved, and if he had been drinking a lot--which, towards the early 90s, that was the case--his temper could surpass mine, and he worried less about legalities and just started decking people as hard as he could.
I knew he struggled with the band, they weren't as close, Steven had been replaced by Matt Sorum, Izzy got sober and began distancing himself to stay sober, and to top off the disconnect from each other, Axl had become God in his own mind, which caused the fans, the band, and the people around him to suffer.
Once I realized his drinking and drug use became so overzealous, our agreement which was arranged out of court, that each of us have two weeks with Monroe a piece, became an arrangement that I had sole custody but took Monroe to visit his father for a few days out of the month. Duff was struggling so badly to keep it together with his mental health, addiction, and ailing of his band, that he didn't really notice I had our son more than he did.
If he had been a baby and wouldn't remember his father throwing back Solo cup after Solo cup of vodka, putting cocaine in the end of his cigarette and smoking it, and not acting like himself, I would have just left Monroe in the care of Tansy (since she was fully sober then) and let him stay around for two weeks.
But he was four when Duff started speeding down hill, and he was picking up on when his dad wasn't talking right and when he was acting weird, everything he saw that no one knew he was paying attention to...then he'd come back to me and Nikki after visiting and tell us about everything he had absorbed like a sponge: uncle Izzy traveling separately from the band, Dad being really cold and shivering until he got some water, uncle Axl not singing until a lot of people went home...that's when I decided to cut back time spent with his father and accompany him through his visits.
At first I thought I would be fine staying the two weeks out of the month with Monroe, but Axl and I couldn't quit fighting a majority of the time (because he was a jackass) and I came to the conclusion that Duff had enough on his plate and didn't need me to add to it by trying to punch Axl every chance I got for two weeks straight. So I cut it back to about five days out the month while they were on tour. When they weren't touring and I didn't have to be around Axl, Monroe and I would stay with Duff for about a week and a half.
Being that Nikki was more conscious than Duff, he took up where Duff had left off in the fathering department from '92-'94. This isn't me bashing the dad of my first child, either. Duff is and always will be a phenomenal father, but he stumbled for a few years, leaving Nikki to become the father Duff was supposed to be until Duff got his shit together, like Duff became the man for me that Nikki was suppose to be until Nikki got his shit together.
"Um..." Vince says, causing the both of us to glare at him. "...Can we rehearse now?"
He, Tommy, Mick and Doc were all patiently waiting for Nikki and I to finish our quarrel.
"Yeah." I sigh out. "Have a good rehearsal. I'll be at Tansy's." I head to the door.
"I hope you crash." Nikki gets one last jab in.
"I hope you OD." I leave them with the slamming of the studio door and step to my car.
Of course I didn't actually want him to OD, I just wanted to hurt him. And I did.
By the time it was time for the U.S. tour of Theater of Pain, our hands were being pinned behind our backs, and Doc was giving us a "get along or there's no Vivian Sixx on the tour" promise.
Although we were in the middle of a small battle and wanted nothing more than for the other person to wave their white flag and beg for forgiveness, Nikki didn't want to imagine going months without seeing me, and I was scared if I wasn't on tour to keep an eye on him, he would take his issues too far.
So we made up for the sake of each other's sanity, but again, never discussed what exactly happened to make us fight to begin with, and just harbored resentment we didn't realize we were holding onto until we started taking it out on each other later on.
The tour starts in upstate New York, then to Connecticut, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, and all went great...until Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
Nikki's coming to the side of the stage where me and his tech are standing, and I think he's reaching for some water while Tommy plays his drum solo, but before I can reach down and grab a bottle from the cooler behind me, Nikki's saying words I always dread hearing.
"Help me, dude." He tells his tech, starting to pull his arm out of his navy and white polka-dotted costume.
"What?" I ask Nikki, before my face pales, seeing him pull a needle out of his boot, and a spoon before handing the lump of tar to him. "You cannot be fucking serious?" I spout over the booming of Tommy's playing.
"Nobody out there can fucking see me, Viv, chill out." He tells me as a piece of tar is melted down with a lighter underneath the spoon.
The fact that it's so casual for him to do this in front of me, is startling.
"Nikki, this can't wait?" I try to reason with him as the spoon is discarded to the floor once the gold is sucked up through the needle.
The syringe is handed back to him, and Tommy's solo is nearly over.
I have to squeeze my eyes shut and turn my head as Nikki plunges the needle into his skin, throws up, then stumbles back on stage, nearly missing his cue.
When the drugs started to override his need for a great performance, I knew he was gone.
I get out of the shower, ringing my hair out and running my fingers through it, hearing the phone in the hotel room ring.
When I go to answer it, Nikki and Tommy are grabbing at it, shewing me away.
"Hello?" They both obnoxiously say and I roll my eyes.
The person on the other side of the phone says something.
"Oh, hey, Duff." Nikki smirks, glancing at me and I give him a "you better be fucking nice" look.
"Hey, Buddy." Tommy adds.
"Viv? Yeah, she's here." Nikki tells him and I step to them, reaching my hand out to grab the phone, thinking he's going to give it to me. "Well, she can't really talk right now with my dick down her throat."
My eyes bug out of my head as I tackle Nikki and yank the phone from him while he and Tommy laugh loudly.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hey, s-sorry to interrupt but I was just gonna call and check how it's been going." Duff replies.
"It's great." I assure him, leaving out the heavy drinking and drug binge Nikki and Tommy have been on.
"How's Nikki been? Is he still pissed at me?"
"No, no, he's been..." I think of what to say. Shooting heroin on stage? Coked out and shooting Jack Daniels with Tommy? "...great." I finally say, seeing Nikki and Tommy biting each others ankles like dogs.
"I'm sorry again if I overstepped, Viv. I didn't mean to, I just got a little pissed." He tells me.
"Duff, he's fine, I promise." I state, seeing Tommy and Nikki start wrestling, completely oblivious to my conversation. "It's fine. I'm use to his tantrums."
"I don't think that's healthy, Viv." He tells me calmly and I let out a breath.
"He's just stressed out, they all are. It'll get better once this tour is done."
"And what happens next tour?" He asks me.
Nikki's affair is outed on television, I try to kill him, your band comes on tour with them, and you get me knocked up...
"I'm hoping he'll be over this hellion phase by then." I admit, Tommy and Nikki each have handfuls of each other's hair, yanking on it, still not paying me any attention.
"Maybe it's not my place, but from outside looking in, I'm worried about you, Viv."
"I know, I know, but there's no need to." I reassure him.
He let's out a breath, knowing he can't win, and gives up for now.
"I feel like the fucking brick wall you argue with." He tells me and I smile, rubbing my lips together, before seeing Nikki and Tommy finish their play fighting, standing up, looking like they're about to leave.
"Hey, I gotta go but I'll call you when we get to the next city, alright?" I tell him.
"Oh, yeah, that sounds good." He replies. "Goodnight, love you."
"Love you, too." I reply before hanging up just as Nikki and Tommy sneak to the door. "Where do you two think you're going?" I ask and they freeze.
"Uh, well..." Tommy stutters to come up with an excuse, but Nikki just doesn't give a shit.
"Score some stuff." He tells me and I cross my arms over my towel.
"Nikki--"
"Tommy, can you give us a second?" Nikki says it like the answer can't be "no."
Tommy just raises his brows a little and nods.
"Sure, man, I'll be in my room when you're ready." He tells him, stepping out.
Nikki shuts the door behind him and I wait for him to start a fight, my brow raised, an expression of "can't wait to hear what audacious bullshit comes out of your mouth this time" is plastered all over my face when he turns around.
As far as I can tell, he hasn't snorted, shot up or smoked anything in the past hour and a half, which means I'm not facing the absolute devil that goes by the name "Sikki" and is Nikki's evil, drug loaded, irritable, mean, scary, abusive, demonic, sadistic, cruel, vindictive, disgusting alter-ego.
Nikki rolls his jaw a little with each step to me, but I don't cower back, waiting for him to say whatever it is he is going to say.
His hands bunch at my towel, pulling me against him.
He doesn't say a word, and I keep my arms crossed until he holds back the inkling of a smirk, leaning down to press a small kiss where my shoulder and neck meet.
I know what he's doing, because I do it to him all the time: using sex to get what he wants.
I bite my tongue to keep from moaning when we realizes I'm not budging and ups the anti, the tip of his tongue making slow, figure-eights in the same spot.
I feel like someone's knocked the back of my knees loose with a baseball bat, and I have to uncross my arms and hold tightly to him to keep from falling down.
He completely engulfs me in his arms at the sound of me letting out a whimper, my fingers grabbing at his hair, my legs rubbing themselves together to aid some relief.
His hands pull at my towel, discarding it to the floor, pressing his lips along my chest, over my breast, running his tongue around my nipple skillfully.
Hands run themselves between my legs while teeth carnally tug and bruise my skin, sending a wave of heat from my chest to my dripping core.
His mouth moves to my other nipple, but my real undoing is when his teeth trail down to the rib below my right breast, and bite down.
I gasp out, arching into him, my head tips back as he adds a bruise to the skin there that's already scarred with his teeth imprints collected over the years.
He smooths his tongue over the bite before trailing down my stomach, pressing to my pubic bone.
He pulls one of my legs over his shoulder as he gets on his knees, pressing gentle kisses down my inner thigh.
My chest is heaving with loss of breath as he looks me in the eyes and runs tongue from my entrance to my clit.
I dig my nails into his hands that hold steady at my waist as the slick sound and euphoric feeling of his tongue lacing back and forth and side to side against the sensitive nerve endings.
He pulls away for a moment, only to spit between my legs and suck it off my pussy, making my one standing leg go numb at the sensation.
Shallow pants leave my mouth as I start moving in rhythm with him, one of my hands reaching for his hair, pulling at it.
He takes one of his hands from me before rubbing it against my folds, getting his fingers wet, and sliding them into me.
The thick, fullness has my walls tightening around the two digits, eager to please myself as his tongue massages my clit, and my fingers come up to play with my own nipples.
"Nikki." I let out shakily, his fingers curling inside of me, pulling back out, pushing back in only to repeat. "Fuck, you do it so good." I praise hoarsely, one of my hands going back to his hair.
His tongue picks up it's pace, sending my heart rate into overdrive as his fingers keep up with the pace.
He knows exactly what he's doing, smirking up at me when his fingers hit the spot, my throat unable to contain the loud but curt moan that the people in the room next to us can probably hear as I milk his fingers as if they're his cock and my orgasm gets closer and closer.
He pulls his mouth away, licking his lips, before using the pad of his thumb from his other hand to rapidly rub at my swollen flesh.
I grip around his fingers so tightly it falters his ability to move them as well, and he lets out a little groan.
"I wish I could be three places at one time." He comments.
If he could be three places in me at one time I would be wrapped around him 24/7.
"C'mon, Viv, I'm getting really thirsty here." He says gruffly, that fucking smirk pulling at a corner of his mouth, as I throw my head back, letting out another loud moan, so close to my end I can taste it.
His hazel eyes looking up at me in adoration as I curl my toes and come so hard I see black dots.
He's taking his fingers out of me, grabbing at my ass with both hands, pulling me into him and licking every last drop of cum from me before I collapse on top of him, the both of us landing on the floor.
He let's out a laugh as I try to catch my breath, my chest pressed against his, my hands holding at his biceps.
"Are you okay?" He asks me, proudly, and I nod.
"I just need a minute..." I can barely get out in a rasp.
After about five minutes, I'm getting off of him and pulling myself onto the foot of the bed.
He stands up, too, stepping to my suitcase, tossing me one of his shirts he gave to me.
"Thank you." I say to him quietly and pull it on and when he pulls his jacket on, I know he's about to go out to get some more smack.
This terrifies me and tears come to my eyes.
"I'll be back in..." He stops talking, furrowing his brows, looking at me. "...Viv?"
I shake my head a little, waving him off.
"I'm fine, babe." I try to tell him.
"Vivian, why're crying." He asks me.
"I-I think I'm about to start my period." I lie, sniffling. "I'm just being over-emotional."
"Are you sure?"
I nod.
"I'll be back in a couple hours, alright?"
I nod again.
"Alright, I'll see you later." He tells me, wiping my tears with his thumb before pressing his lips to mine for a few seconds, and walking out the door.
When I envisioned my life when I was little, getting married at nineteen, having three miscarriages by the time I was twenty-one, having an addict husband, and spending a majority of my nights sleeping aloneâwhich is one thing I absolutely hated to doâwas not at all how I dreamt of my life being when I grew up.
But there I was.
Night after night.
City after city.
Alone.
In pain.
Broken.
Silent.
With not a single soul knowing about it.
It's been four hours and Nikki still isn't back.
Restless, I turn over to read the digital alarm clock.
4:02a.m.
Sighing out, I get out of the bed and go to my suitcase to grab a pair of panties and slip them on, before grabbing one of Nikki's shirts from his bag that smells like him.
I leave the hotel room and head next door to Vince's room, knocking on the door.
After several attempts, the door opens to reveal a very confused, half asleep, blonde girl that isn't Shariseâwho's baby is due any day now.
"Hi." I say, hushly, pushing past her. "Did you guys do anything in the bed?" I ask her once I'm standing by the bed and she rubs her eyes, still in a haze.
She mumbles something that sounds like "the shower" and I hold out my room key to her.
"You can go sleep in my bed. Room 223." I say.
She doesn't ask questions, she just wants to go back to sleep.
Once she shuts the door, I'm patting around the mattress to avoid laying on Vince.
I slip in where she was, Vince's back to me.
I seperate his naked body from me by laying on top of the sheet, just letting the comforter guard me from the cool air from the vent, and actually snuggle closer to him, my forehead pressing against his back as I hold Nikki's shirt close to me like it's my sacred baby blanket, and drift off.
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Fast cars & Freedom: who do you love? (11/?)
Ok.. it took me longer to get this done than I liked but here it is... A second paternity test, and the guys lay it on thr table. What will Ellie do now? Catch up HERE, also if you would like to be added to the tags, drop a line.
Pairings: Logan x Ellie, Colt x Ellie
Raiting: Mature. Ccontains nsfw situations.
âSeriously, you're fucking with me right?â Ellie snapped. Â âI wish I was Ellie, but we have to retest.â Logan sighed. âShit, my phone. Â I need to go get my phone.â she shot up running for the door. Of course something like this would happen, that was just her luck. Her thoughts now on Colt, who she was sure was flipping out. She got to her purse grabbing her phone. Â 17 missed calls she thought, all from Colt, except 1 that was the Drs office. As if on cue her phone started buzzing in her hand. It was Colt.
E: Colt? Whats going on?
C: Where the hell have you been ellie? I've been calling you non stop.
E: we're at the track with Logan.
C: Did you get the call from the Dr? He says we can be re tested today but we have to be there by 4.
Ellie looks down at her phone
E: 4? Its 3:30 Colt. And  that's all the way across town in traffic.  How are we supposed to get there by then?
C: Looks like you or Logan are going to have to channel your criminal driving. Â I'm on my way to the office, I'll see you there.
Logan and Stacie ran up, her dad, sally and Luca joining them. âWhats going on?â Logan questioned. âThat was Colt. The Doctor said we can be re tested today, but we have to be there by 4.â Logans eyes went wide as he took note of the time. Â âI can get us there.â Logan stated confidently âlets go.â
Ellie asked Stacie to take her car and meet them at the office, her dad and Sallie heading home. Â Ellie hooked Lucas car seat in Logan's car quickly and they set out for the office. 20 minutes to go, the panic starting to set in.
Logan grabbed her hand, trying to calm her down. Â âYou ok back there Luca?â he shouted back checking on Luca.
âThis is fun!â Luca squealed, Ellie shook her head, Logan just chuckled. She definitely had speed in her blood, that's for sure.
They pulled up to the office with five minutes to spare. Colt stood next to his bike. âI was afraid you weren't going to make it.â he gave Logan a cocky smirk. Â âCome on Kaneko, you know better than that.â
Ellie grabbed Luca from her car seat, she immediately ran to Colt throwing her arms out. âHey princess, I missed you.â he wrapped her in a hug as he lifted her off the ground.
They walked into the building, being taken right into the back. Logan and Colt going first. Colt held Luca while they swabbed her mouth. The doctor told them they would be sending it off for testing right away, the new lab turnaround was 2 to 4 weeks for dna testing, Â however with the amount of labs that would be flooding in it could take longer.
They walked out of the office finding Stacie waiting for them with Ellies car. Luca was complaining she was hungry so they decided to get something to eat. Â Colt had a customer picking up a car who had a custom job done that he had to be there for, so Ellie said she would catch up with him later that week. Ellie dropped stacie off at work and headed to meet Logan at the restaurant. He already had a table waiting for them when they arrived.
After ordering and finally eating, Luca was content playing on Ellies phone. âEllie I need to talk to you about something important.â She could sense the seriousness in his tone.
âOk, but quietly please.â she nodded towards Luca.
âEllie, i'm pretty sure you know how I feel about you. You were the first and only girl I ever loved. But being with you and luca these past few weeks, well it made me realize that I want a family. I'm ready to settle down.â She took a deep breath, she wasn't expecting that. âLoganâ She let out a long sigh. âI dont think thats a good idea right now.â
âI know, with the divorce and all. But really Ellie, I'm not getting any younger. I'm willing to wait, but.â He hesitated. Ellie reached out giving his hand a squeeze âI understand Logan. I do not want you to put your life on pause because I'm indecisive. If someone comes along that you think could lead somewhere, see how it goes.â
Logan sat there contemplating her words. âThanks Ellie.â he finally spoke.
After they paid for their meal, Ellie took Luca home. She walked through the front door holding her sleeping child. Her dad and sally were sitting on the couch watching a movie, laughing and enjoying each other. Â âHey kiddo. Someone passed out huh?â Frank looked up from the tv screen. âHey guys. Yep long day. I'm gonna put her in bed and crash myself. Back to work tomorrow.â She said goodnight, put Luca to bed and headed there herself. Â
She put on her pajamas, and climbed into bed. She thought of her dad and Sally sitting on the couch, just enjoying being with each other. Her dad was happy, it was written all over his face and it made her happy for him. She thought about what Logan said at dinner, he was ready to settle down, but was she? She was divorcing Colt, was it fair to jump into something with Logan? Did she want to be with Logan or did she want Colt? She wasn't sure what she wanted that much was obvious, the thought of settling down, expanding her family and spending the rest of her life with someone who loved her and treated her well was all she ever dreamed of. She closed her eyes trying to escape her thoughts, after tossing and turning for a few hours she finally fell asleep. Â
A a few days had gone by, she had just got off work when he phone rang, Darnells name flashed across the screen.
âHello.â she answered. âHey Ellie, its Darnell. I just wanted to let you know that Judge Mitchell scheduled a date for the hearing.â Ellies blood ran cold, it was one thing to file but another that it was actually happening. âoh, ok. Um when is it?
âThe Thursday before labor day.â Ellie went silent, her heart pounding in her chest. âThats. That's two weeks away.â
âYes. She wanted to get it in before the holiday. It'll be done soon. Have a good weekend Ellie.â
âYeah, you too Darrell.â Ellie hung up the phone, tears now falling. The Realization that Colt would be served soon hitting her like a ton of bricks. She calmed herself down enough to call her dad and make sure Luca was ok a little longer with him.
She started her car and made that all to familiar drive. She pulled up, trying her best to calm her nerves as she exited the car and walked through the open bay door.
âWere closed.â She heard a voice shout from under a car. âI'm not her for that.â she spoke, her voice carrying throughout the shop. Colt rolled out from under the car, standing up quickly. Â âHey. What are you doing her? Is Luca ok?â he wiped his greasy hands off, tossing the rag down on a nearby table.
âShe fine. I came because I need to tell you something.â Colt arched his brow âThose words are never good.â
âDarnell called, the divorce has been scheduled.â she watched the expression on Colts face change to curiosity to a mixture  between hurt and anger. âWhen.â His tone colt and flat.
âTwo weeks.â She looked to the floor. This was what she wanted, so why was it so damn hard to tell him?
âTwo weeks?!â he shouted. He turned grabbing a tool and chucking it across the room. âFuck!â He screamed, Ellie flinching. âI'm sorry Colt.â she squeaked out. His eyes widening as he turned to face her. âOh you're sorry? You don't seem sorry to me Ellie. You didn't even give me a fucking chance. All I wanted was to be a family. You, me and Luca,â he ran his hands through his hair. âYou just don't understand do you? I love you Ellie, I never stopped. Everything I did, was for you. The house, this garage, everything!â
âColt I, I don't know what to say.â She was at a loss for words.
âI didn't want to be my dad. I wanted Luca to have both parents, together. Â Now that will never happen.â
âColt, we don't know that she's yours.â She regretted saying as soon as it left her mouth. It was like adding salt to the wound.
âShes mine. I know in my heart she's mine, and even if she wasn't..â He shook his head. âYou know what. You can have it all, everything. The house, the garage, all the money. All I want in this life is to be able to take care of you, and Luca. And if you won't let me do it at your side, Â take everything.â he threw his hands up in the air, walking away.
âColt.â she hollered after âColt!â she followed him into to small apartment that used to be logan's loft. Â âI can't see you right now Ellie. I think we probably should keep our distance until i cool down.â Colt had his back to her. Hands splayed out on the counter, Â his breathing heavy. He was upset, very upset. âBut the zoo, and Lucas first day of school.â She whimpered, holding back tears.
âI'll be there, I wouldn't miss that for her. I Â will be cordial to you. But I won't be ok with it, I never will.â
Ellie hung her head in defeat, walking down the steps and then to her car. Colts words ringing in her ears. She grasped the steering wheel with a white knuckle grip, the tears streaming down her cheeks. She knew telling him was going to be rough, but she wasn't expecting the overload of emotions that came with it. She thought back to the day they took the brotherhood down.
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She walked up to her house, Â Colt had a loose end to tie up with Toby and ximena. The crew skipping town, laying low from the FBI. She crossed the front yard when Logan slid out of the shadows. âLogan? What are you doing here? I thought you left town.â her eyes darted around, assessing her surroundings. âI am, but I needed to see you first.â he came closer, closing the distance between them. âLook Ellie, I had every intention to apologize for dragging you into this. But now that I'm here, i'm not sorry.â
âYou're not?â She looked at him confused. Â
âNo,â He shook his head. âIf I didn't seek you out, I would have never met you. And though I may not have been the guy for you, I couldn't live in a world where I never knew you. You changed my life for the better Ellie.â he softly brushed the bruises on her face.
Ellie threw her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. âI don't want you to go, please don't go.â she sniffled. âBelieve me Ellie, I don't want to, but I have to. Â Go off to college, kick some ass. And remember I'll always be thinking of you.â She lifted her face, looking in his eyes. She pressed her lips against his, savoring the feeling one last time. âI hope this isn't goodbye forever. Promise me you'll stay safe.â she pulled back resting her head against his chest. âHe pressed his lips to the top of her head. âI promise. Goodbye Ellie.â he took one last look at her before disappearing into the night.
She turned heading toward the house spotting colt standing there. âYou kissed him.â He clenched his jaw. âYou were spying on me? How long have you been standing there?â
âLong enough. And no, I wasn't spying on you. I finished what I needed to and came back for you.â
Ellie hesitated at the door. Could she really give up everything she had worked for? Could she really skip out on her dream school for a life on the run with Colt?
âColt. I don't think we should do this. We rushed into this, its crazy. We. We need to get an annulment.â
Colt stumbled back. âWhat? Ellie come on, We love each other.â
âI know, and i do love you Colt. I do but.â
âIts Logan isn't it? You wanted to be with him, I was a mistake.â he retorted. Â
âNo. Colt that's not-â
âSave it Ellie. Go live your life, I'll get an annulment.â he climbed on his bike.
Ellie felt sick to her stomach, what did she do? She was scared, she didn't want to lose him. âcolt.â she called after him, he put his helmet on kicking his bike to life. âColt. Colt, come back. Please.â it was to late, she watched his tail lights fade out of view. She was alone, truly and completely alone.
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She pulled into the driveway of her house, Â she pulled her compact from her purse attempting to cover the evidence of her crying. She walked into the house to hear laughter. Â Frank, sally and Luca sat around the table eating ice cream, having a good time. âHey guys.â She peaked her head into the room. âHey kiddo. Everything ok.â She gave her dad a half hearted smile. Â âYeah, everything's fine.â
âWill you give me a bath mommy? I'm all sticky.â Luca held her ice cream covered hands up. âSure thing sweetpea.â
After bathing and getting Luca to bed, Ellie walked over to a box that was left unpacked. She pulled out a medium sized shoe box, removing the lid she pulled a few items out. A ticket stub from the drive in, a small cactus, a bullet necklace, some photos of the crew and the last two. A picture of Logan and her, taken after the pool game, the other of her and Colt at Prom. She laid the two in front of her, her eyes burning into the paper. What was she going to do?
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Before, the world didn't offer a notion about the future, every day was different and nothing was planned beforehand, thereâs no preparation for what could come next. Now, it was different, she had found a good source of interest and source of money, it was arguably a possible source of income, it was very risky by how brutal and insane it sounded. Beating each other for money, who could do such a thing to have some coins in their pockets? Well, it's unthinkable in a way, but despair is what moves one to do something they never thought possible. There were more people sharing the same shoe and none of them felt lucky to be breathing, it was an obligation to be able to breathe properly. Living, that's what everyone wants, to be able to see the lights of dawn.
She was no exception. If she is alive now it was for something, now there is a reason to not die from hunger or the weather, for she had more will in her spirit. Although, without lying, there were days that preferred to be consumed by worms, to turn into dust in the most painless way possible, that could be considered a gift from fate. Thinking about the death terrified her, knew that one day death will come for her, the indicated day when her body would collapse imminently, her bones, every artery, her own blood, everything will become useless objects without any use. She didn't want that for her, though she doesn't feel exactly alive at all either.
For now, her body was still functional, she could do what almost anyone else could do, but after the first night at "The Box" as some people called it, her muscles begged to rest. The first thing she did with the money she had gotten the first night was to buy a cheeseburger, although what she had won was not too much and she left the rest to manage it in the upcoming days -she had some hope that could get out of this situation in the future, one day-. It has been years since the last time she ate a cheeseburger, something that could placate with the hunger she was constantly feeling, maybe it wasn't the best food or the most nutritious, but at least it felt like a reason to go on long enough until she could continue and rebuild her life from scratch -but had no idea how.
This time she had some company, Lewis accompanied her and worked as a good moment for her sister Clarissa to meet the new girl, they were almost identical, almost the same light skin and they had the same mole under the left eye, although her features were softer. She was almost as tall as him, something that led her to think that they might be twins. Something that she could notice about Clarissa was her muscles, they were firm and accompanied the rest of her anatomy in balance with the rest of her body, she had slightly thicker arms and wide shoulders, she felt some intimidation from such anatomical structure. Such was the intimidation that she later saw in a broken portion of a mirror she had kept in her 'placeâ. The girl barely had enough muscles to look menacing and the skin on her face seemed too thin as well as pale, as if it were going to break.
"Mmm... I can't believe that a girl like this could have beaten a veteran like she did, can you explain well what happened?" The sister hadn't finished her glass of soda yet and kept insisting with the straw, watching the girl eat the burger somewhat uncomfortable with her presence itself, as if she was from another world and didnât even know how to look like a human being.
"Well, she, Snowflake, not only struck her skull, but she literally froze her arms out of nowhere and broke them into a thousand pieces, it was like seeing a wild wolf with rabies attacking a moose." yes, that's how it happened, even though the girl still hasnât reached for the memories of that night, beyond all the blood that had to be removed and the wounds she had to clean, there still are bruises on her stomach and legs.
"Well... I find it hard to believe, she hasnât reached adulthood yet and sheâs so short, maybe it was just beginner's luck."
"I owe.. nothing... to luck." She mentioned between bites and with a full mouth, observed both before finishing with her burger. Well no, it wasn't beginner's luck at all, and it never would be, she didn't believe in such a thing as luck as it could never prove that it was on her side. In any case, luck owes her more than one could think.
"Okay, valid, let's forget beginner's luck for now."
Lewis' real intentions were that his sister could train Snowflake as soon as she could and have her ready for the next encounter, which gods know when it was going to be but it wasnât going to be soon. Neither Clarissa nor Snowflake were excited about the idea of receiving such orders, Clarissa wasnât aware of her brother's decisions. They decided to start as soon as possible with the training so they could have some notion as to how much she could hold, Clarissa seemed to have mastered the concept of throwing someone down, made a demonstration with Lewis - which was surprising and almost leaves him very confused-, she flexed her knees and advanced as fast as she could to wrap his brother's waist with her own arms, she then proceeded with lifting him a few inches above the ground and pushing him down to the hard ground.
"AAAHHHH SHIIIT, FUUUUCK!!!" Lewis's screams frightened the girl, asked if he would be okay after taking such an intense blow directly the spine, he could only turn on his body and keep screaming in pain, there were even tears in his eyes and began to cry.
"Heâs going to be okay, when you least expect it, heâs going to be doing his thing again like nothing has happened."
"Good, because I don't want to kill him with a movement like that."
Between those weeks of training, sometimes she felt that her body could not bear it and they had to stop, the level of sugar in her blood could lower suddenly, feel dizzy or not feel physically strong enough. Years of poor nutrition were doing its effect when she least needed it, from now on she wouldn't have to look into disgusting places for some food. Clarissa was stronger than one could tell at first, was able to lift her brother who was somehow slightly heavier than her, and she had no issue with lifting him off the ground. She was careful when it came to teaching the girl a few new moves, a way to make the opponent lose access to the air stream, such as making the other fall on their back and other techniques as well. The place they chose was what was once a warehouse a few decades ago, this part of the city is suffering from the decline that the country was going through, there were many conditioning factors for such an increase in poverty, even if she did not understand them completely.
The good news is that she could live in a small abandoned apartment, and wonât be too far from the siblings at least, although this one lacked many things. Obviously, the paint was flaunted and there was debris on the ground, the smell of isolation and dead was the first thing that made her regret leaving her lair between the rocks, but it was better to have a roof than have nothing. There were rules: whatever she earned every night, both Lewis and Clarissa would get 15% each, meaning that 30% would be for both of them, while 'Snowflake' would get the rest. There weren't many guidelines to follow, just that she didn't die in the middle of the fight for her own obvious good, and she couldn't try or dare to do business with anyone else who volunteered to help her.
"Good... So ... this is where I'm going to stay?" She looked around, at least the bathroom was still working, it was something, and she would have to search for the exact spot from where such a hideous smell came from.
"Yes, I know it's not a 5-stars hotel, but it's what we could afford." Clarissa mentioned without paying much attention to the girl's discomfort, usually, she didn't often care about anyone but herself.
"Also, if you need anything, we have a phone to give you, it's not the big deal but it was cheap and is supposedly very resistant to falls and all that." From inside a paper bag, Lewis pulled out a small cardboard box, had no image or inscription that could catch the attention, could it be stolen or a smuggled product? The girl preferred not to ask questions on the subject, maybe it could have some connection to the mob or something. "You have our numbers if you need something from us, we'll also let you know when we come to pick you up."
Inside the box was a phone which model was a hit a few years ago, the first models that went on sale after those that looked like portable bricks were smaller, the screen had only two colors - gray and black or blue and black-, and this was one of them. With the press of a single button the small device came to life and lit a light gray color, the keys were not divided between each other but were joined by a soft-touch material and easy to press. Better than nothing, she had to remember that everything she would have from now, even though it was almost useless, old or in bad shape, was better than having nothing. She appreciated it.
"Do you think you can fight again tonight? Some people are talking about you since the first night." The girl had not paid much attention to Lewis' voice for being more interested in the new phone, he sighed exhaustively and placed both hands on his hips, while his sister kept her arms crossed and turned her eyes.
"What? Fight tonight?... I think I could do it, although I don't know how it's going to end." Despite the training she received, she still had doubts about whether she could use her powers in the midst of the fight, at some point the ice would come to the rescue from the depths of her cells, it would not be long before the adrenaline took effect and she becomes a real threat t the other rival.
It had been almost two months since the first fight, she would lie if she said that had confidence in her own strength now that her body has begun to change in respect to the muscles, it was an almost imperceptible change to the naked eye, but her arms began to harden and the grip of her hands became firmer than before. She could win, she had the strength necessary and the power to win. That night there was tension in the air, the atmosphere was different, as Clarissa's presence there alerted several spectators, her name is already a well-known one among them, and just by seeing her, memories and rumors came out afloat without saying a single word.
#novel#((I tried to write less buuuuuut))#((I gotta accept that none of these chapters will have less of 15 paragraphs or show consistency))
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