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sockslikeautumn · 8 months ago

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Julian Peyton

Yandere golden boy beginning

Male original character x gender-neutral reader

SFW, 2.0k+ words, angst, addiction, trauma, reader, and OC are 18+!

Summary: Did you not wish for his suicide to happen due to wanting to offer proper help or because you didn't want to die selfishly?

Trigger warnings: Dead dove, do not eat for all warnings!

Suicide, suicidal thoughts, mentions of self-harm, depression, mentions of bullying, loneliness, academic pressure, guilt, implied addiction, implied turning yandere/obsessed, manipulation, victim blaming, trauma, abuse, implied childhood abuse, childhood trauma, child abandonment, child negligence, drug addiction, drug dealing, alcohol addiction, cigarettes addiction.

The reader has suicidal thoughts and trauma regarding some of these tags. If any of them trigger you, don't read!

As much as it seems, this isn't a self insert from me, Y/N is their own original character.

For any confusion, this is before he went yandere, became a golden boy, and why.

You are entirely responsible for what you consume.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

If you're conscious enough to live, at least at some point in your life you have thought of how quick and easy it would be to bring about your demise.

Grab a knife, cut the neck in half, or take a step off at the edge of a building. Simple and efficient. It's not as painless as some would wish, but it's the most reliable for someone in dire need.

When you have problems you aren't aware of how to solve, suicide just seems like the solution at the moment. Why keep going through the pain when you can just make everything stop and end in black there?

Julian was never one to think of committing suicide. It had crossed his mind before whenever hearing about a self-death headline but never to be the one at the edge of death.

His life was a simple chess game with the Devil to put it generously. He couldn't remember the names of his birth parents, only of the new son they had, he couldn't remember the last time his grandad taught him something but could decipher what drug he was using by the way he acted. It was never too obscure behavior and just made his grandad, Mason, spill honest secrets and opinions. Regardless, it hurt his heart to hear what a failure he was to him.

There never was a time of growing up to him. He was born, abandoned, and then perfected to act depressed for the rest of his life as it should be.

To cope with the loneliness, Julian found comfort in cigarettes. The smell of nicotine brought him back to a time when his grandad was still functioning and meaning someone to him. Someone special, someone valuable, and someone irreplaceable. Despite that, he should've learned from his mistakes that once you aren't meaningful to someone anymore, you become dispensable.

At the age of twelve, he couldn't remember what grades he had in school but could instead remember the various names of alcohol brands his granddad had. They were stored on the top shelf of the pantry and some were in the fridge, all decorated in rainbow colors. Back then, they looked magnificent since Mason always forbade him from touching them. Nowadays they stay piled on the floor of his grandad's bedroom, some empty and some bottles broken never to be cleaned.

Drugs were never an unfamiliar aspect of his life. The minute his grandad was gone, off to drink at a bar, he'd sneak into the basement where they were and gather whatever he could to sell. Julian never found out how his grandad had those, just that they appeared on Monday and were all used by Thursday. Mason was reckless if what he was doing was illegal, as long as the cops or Julian didn't rat him out, he'd be content letting his mind dwell on drugs.

It was no wonder why someone like Julian, who was socially awkward and unpleasant to look at, was bullied all his life in school. People either forgot he existed or made sure Julian knew others would forget if he stopped existing. Any time he made an effort to find new friends, they'd look at him in disgust upon smelling his dark cigarette clothes. There was no direct proof but everyone knew of Julian's addiction to cigars and that he probably used drugs on himself too. His blonde hair was always greasy paired with nerdy glasses that only highlighted his purple eye bags to others. Everyone knew he was a failure and that his life would end in failure no matter what.

You saw yourself as no different than Julian. He was a classmate of yours in school, sharing only a couple of classes. You never spoke with each other and never looked at one another. You doubted he cared anything about you but oddly enough... you seemed to care about him. There was just something pulling you to him, some undeniable force that made you feel emotionally connected to him. Maybe it was the pity, the empathy you felt for him, or... the way you thought he was similar to you.

You were someone who grew up in a rather loving family, unlike Julian. You had three young caring step-sisters, a father you never met, and a mother and stepfather. Although your parents' love was sometimes not present, your childhood wasn't the worst or the best. Your earliest memory was when your first adoring sister was born, when you had to take care of her and the same goes for the rest.

Your parents never were really involved in your life. They had to work plenty of hours to take care of your family tree and you had to take care of your sisters in exchange, watch them evolve, and be their guiding light. You never felt like an older sister, more like a parent who guarded them 24/7.

To make your parents notice you for once, your academics stood second in your biggest priorities. Night and day, day and night spent at your desk, unexpectedly was your friend group of friends small and so was your social life. Painful eye bags staining your face and skin pale as a zombie, people worried if you were dead or alive. The only reassurance you had for continuing was a promise for a better present time than your past in a completely new setting.

Despite always teaching your younger siblings to never bottle their emotions, it was only advice you hoped you could follow yourself. They were too young to understand your problems, the pressure, the loneliness, everything. Your parents weren't the ones you could freely open up to without feeling like a burden to their already busy lives. Your couple of friends looked up to you for advice and without anyone to usher you, who was there to tell you suicide wasn't the choice?

You never earlier put your head on suicide and always reassured your peers never to do it. It wasn't the right decision, there were plenty of other ways to go about it, you'd always say. But with always being the one to comfort, to collect their tears that soon poured into yours, you never thought you needed to feel comforted.

Many indifferent moons passed by your window at your desk, contemplating and crying in fear of losing your place in academics. Once you mustered up the courage to find the time and speak to your parents about your fate, they barely took a glance at your words. You put your heart into explaining what you wanted for your future, why you fought so hard, and that you wanted to make this family proud. Nor did they consider it, your mother took her time to carefully choose where to stab you next, calling you an ungrateful brat for not even thinking about your younger sisters.

That night, the cap broke off the bottle and your tears stained your face for hours. Their words clouded you, their words were becoming a reality to you. It felt childish to cry over nothing, it was childish no matter how you put it. How dare you even cry after acting so selfishly?

When the sun came, it settled in you how much you wanted to break your own rules and punish yourself. If you weren't to have a good destiny, what difference would ending it now have? All you've ever wanted was to be certain you'd have brightness along your path of life, to not end up marrying off to a rich man like your mother had to. All you've ever wanted was gratitude for your achievements from people who should've been giving it to you for free.

Those thoughts stayed long in your mind and long enough to realize how your mother was right. How selfish would you be to dedicate yourself to ending it now of all times? Who would take care of your family? Who else would provide for your own blood?

You were no one to decide on what and when your death would be. To be one would mean your soul would succumb to sinfulness and stay like that by all who knew of your existence.

Being a mother figure all of your life, you immediately knew what was happening with Julian. Over the years, he grew pathetic in trying to go against his bullies' self-harming suggestions. There were no tears smudging his dorky glasses anymore, no guilt on his face, anger, he just looked emotionless and numb. He, to put it simply, took the pain and walked away without trying to heal.

The day you finally decided to befriend him, the day his tormentors came to convince him, was the same day he wanted to make ends meet.

During lunch, you searched for him at his usual spot in school, on the rooftop. The whisper-like wind hugged your body carefully and to no avail, he wasn't staring at absolutely nothing on the bench, his bench you came to view it as. So many times he was caught bawling there he practically claimed it as his own.

Upon spotting his thin form at the edge of the rooftop in front of the railing, looking down at the ground and contemplating his life's choices, your heart felt devastated. To anyone it would be obvious what was going to happen, to you, it was clear who had to prevent it.

You couldn't let this happen to him, he never deserved anything in his life and if there was no one else to help him, it would be you. Either you put an end to his problems or put an end to the selfish life you wouldn't live for too long after.

His name echoed in his ears when you yelled out to him, was it his imagination? He turned his body around, his watery eyes landing on your blurry figure, and for the first time, he felt something other than nothing in his life.

“Listen, I've come here to help you, okay?” Your voice was soft as sunlight behind stormy clouds. Nevertheless, even with the reassurance, looking over your nervous body, he still felt out of place. Like an animal caged behind a railing as you cautiously stepped near him.

It took you slow breaths to at last muster up your words. “I know life may seem tough for you now but..” There was a smile on your face, it was forced and comforting at the same time. “We can both get through this, alright? We can both help one another in passing through this pain.” You were closer to him now, he could tell by seeing the sun reflect your skin golden. You were glowing and through his tears, he couldn't tell if you were an angel or not. “But I can't help you if you end it all now, I can't help you if you can't help yourself in what you truly want.” Julian eyed the ground under him again, a teardrop falling from his eye and landing beneath him.

It took several moments for his quiet sobs and sniffling to be heard by you. “W-why are you doing this?” Scratchy as it was, it felt good to finally hear his voice.

“Because I know what you're going through, I know how hard life has been for you and I want to make it better for you.” Julian's brown eyes couldn't help but wonder where you were standing, your delicate hand put out for him to grab. He felt every worry in his life disappear and could only focus on nothing but you. “Please, Julian, let me help you.”

Medusa's beauty referred to snakes acting as something they were not, would her touch also feel like scales belonging to filthy deceivers? Your hand looked preciously dainty and skinned with thin glass, a couple of visible cuts on the wrists. Your eyes captivated him, desperation or precise manipulation in them. Your aura, your soul, your everything had him infatuated in a matter of seconds.

As much of an alluring snake you seemed, he's learned his way around them and he was going to make sure you would be the last he's ever met. It would be the last time he'd ever wailed for someone and missed them to death.

Julian would certify he has collected every last remaining lie in your shedding skin, morphing it into whatever he wanted to believe, before ensuring you never leave him. Never leave, never abandon, never disappear from his life, and never not be fully dependent on anything except him.

Masterlist for Julian

For any confusion, this is before he went yandere, became a golden boy, and why.

I'm open to all constructive criticism, not bullying!

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glittter-vamp · 2 years ago

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Ohio Is For Lovers | J.B

CHAPTER 12

Joe Burrow x Reader Series.

Warnings: 18+ only. MDNI. Don't want to give to much away so please read with caution, if this chapter isn't for you, I completely understand 🖤

Word Count: 4.5K

Beeping is all you heard as you struggled to open your heavy eye lids. After attempting to do so for quite sometime you finally open them and notice you're in a lit room. You slowly blink a few times clearing up your hazy vision. You soon realize that you were in a hospital room. Confused you look down at yourself and see that you were in a hospital bed. Your head was killing you and so were your back and ribs. "Well look who's awake!" Someone says coming in through the door. "Hm?" You hum wondering who was the unfamiliar voice. "Relax sweetie, I'm your nurse Rebecca." A short redhead woman with short hair says. "What Happened?" You croak, your throat incredibly dry.

"You were in a car accident a few days ago and you were in a coma until just now. Now let me get the doctor and I'll come back to do some tests on you. Then we can talk about finally letting you see visitors and getting you to eat. "Visitors?" You ask confused as to why you weren't allowed any. "Yeah other than your immediate family you aren't allowed any visitors and you've had three people come and go, specifically our very own Cincinnati QB1. He's a character that one..." She winks at you checking some stuff on your arm and writing down something on a clipboard. "Would you like me to send your sister in? She went to the cafeteria I think." The nurse asks. "Please." You reply. "I'll be back, just relax, everything is going to be fine! I'll be right back." She says patting your knee gently.

You try your very hardest to remember what happened but all you remember was being at Joe's and then nothing else after other than waking up here. As you tried your best to remember the accident, your sister Jessica comes in. "Oh my gosh...honey how are you feeling?" She asks softly with tears in her eyes. "Like absolute shit...I can't remember the suppose accident I had and my body hurts like hell." You groan. "I'm sure you will remember soon but I'm just glad you're awake, you really scared us there for second." Jessie says sitting down next to you on a chair.

"Are mom and dad here?" You ask. "I...haven't told them you're here." Jessie says. "What? Jessie- Mom and Dad are in Costa Rica on that trip they've been talking about for years. They come back in two weeks, we can tell them then. Especially now since you're awake, it can come from you." Jessie says and you give her an unamused look. "Are you the only one of our siblings that's came to see me?" You ask and she shakes her head. "No they've came every now and then since they're farther away than me but your friends have been coming here a lot...especially Joe. He's been here everyday, when were you going to tell me about that? I thought you hated him after the drama online?" Jessie asks and you sigh. "It's... very complicated." You mutter.

"That's exactly what he said, but Peyton and Sasha filled me in." She snorts. "Of course they did." You sigh making a mental note to give your friends shit for spilling the tea to your older sister. The doctor ; who's name was Doctor Brown and the nurse soon come in and begin to test you on things and ask you a billion questions. "Now, for being in a coma for almost a week you're doing far better than we expected. I'm very happy with your improvements but due to the nature of the head injury we need to keep you here for a few more days to monitor that and run some more X-rays and CAT scans make sure we know what we're dealing with for all the injury's, you have some broken ribs and bad bruising due to the seatbelt and airbags." The doctor says. "Now...we might have some shocking news for you but we took blood tests while you were asleep and we found that you are pregnant miss Y/L/N." The doctor says and your heart drops. "Excuse me?" "What!?" You and your sister say in unison. "I had a feeling this was going to be big news due to how early you are so please just take it easy, the pregnancy wasn't affected by the accident and all seems to be well. You are a little over two months pregnant, 10 weeks to be exact. We are going to reevaluate some things now and come back later since you are pregannt we need to minimize any X-ray's and CAT scans due to the fetus. I'll give you some time to process everything, I'll be around making rounds so just ask the nurse for me if you need me." She says before leaving the room.

The nurse gives you a reassuring smile and leaves behind the doctor. "This has to be a fucking nightmare and I'm going to wake up any minute now." You say rubbing your face. "I...Well um, Let me go get you some food. Fast food okay?" Jessie asks. "Sure, a burger and a vanilla milkshake please." You sniffle. "You got it, I'll call your friends and let them know you're awake...do you want me to call Joe too? He gave me his number to keep him updated on you." Jessie asks hesitantly. "Uh...I need to talk to my best friends first." You say. "Gotcha...they also filled me in about Mariana. You knew I never liked that girl right?" Jessie says making you chuckle. "My food please." You say and she rolls her eyes leaving the room.

You then sat there thinking about how you were currently pregnant. You didn't know how that was possible, you had gotten your birth control after the first time you hooked up with Joe plus they check for a pregnancy before you get birth control and nothing was mentioned. It just didn't make sense... This could not happen. There was just no way. You hadn't realized how long you had been in your head until there was a knock on the door revealing your two best friends.

"Sleeping beauty is finally awake, Joe must of finally gotten through security and gave you that kiss huh?." Peyton jokes as he walks in first with some balloons. "Oh gosh, I knew I was going to cry." Sasha sniffles. " I love the two very different reactions from you both right now." You chuckle at your best friends. "We know you're still in pain so we'll leave the hugs for after you feel better." Peyton says trying the balloons to a chair. "How do you feel?" Sasha says coming over to hold your hand. "Like shit, my entire body fucking hurts." You sigh. "We're so glad you're awake, not being able to come in and see you fucking sucked." Peyton says sitting on the other side of you. "I don't get why they didn't let you in, I'm sure Jessie would of signed off on it." You scoff. "She tired to but it's hospital policy to only let immediate family inside of those who are in coma's" Sasha rolls her eyes.

"Yeah girl you should of seen Joe, we texted him about the accident and I swear to god that man got air lifted here, we live closer to the hospital than he does and he was already here when we got here." Peyton says. "Yeah he got pretty mouthy with the security and nurses, he was freaking out about not being able to see you and knowing limited information about you since he's not family. What really got him is that they weren't accepting the flowers he kept bringing you." Peyton snorts. "Was I admitted into a prison, what the hell type of hospital is this?" You say annoyed that the hospital was making such a big deal. Hearing that Joe was here everyday and trying his best to try and see you, made you get butterflies and feel giddy, it also meant a lot to you that he actually did care that much about you.

"I uh, have some...news." You say hesitantly looking at your best friends. "Please don't tell me you have to learn to walk again, I will hunt down that son of bitch who hit you. I know dangerous people, the cops aren't gonna know what happened to that piece of shit of that hit and run!" Peyton says getting heated in a second and you can't help but laugh. "Jesus calm down, I think I'm good on walking. I can move my toes and stuff." You say wiggling them. "Oh thank god, continue. Sorry, that was the Albanian coming out...sorry." Peyton calms down and you and Sasha look at each other in shock. "Anyways...say what you have to say." Sasha says to you urging you to continue. "Okay well uh...the doctor sorta just told me that I'm um...I'm p-pregnant." You bite your lip and Peyton and Sasha stand completely there frozen, for too long. "Well say something!!" You speak up. "Holy shit." They both say in unison. "Holy shit is right, I don't know what to do! I don't know if I should even tell Joe." You sigh laying your head back on the bed. "How far along are you?" Sasha asks trying to process this. Doctor said a little over two months...I don't know how this happened. We only had unprotected sex once before I got my birth control and I took a plan b right after." You sigh rubbing your temples. "Did you get your period after?" Sasha asks. " I spotted after I got my birth control but that's pretty much it...I know the birth control itself can fuck up your cycle so I just thought it was that." You bite your lip.

"How do you feel about this? This is some serious shit." Peyton asks. "I don't even know...I never even thought about having kids much less with Joe...you know what I've been through with him." You say muttering that last part. "You know you have choices and whatever that may be we will support you." Peyton says and Sasha nods. "Thanks guys..." You sigh. "But...just know that baby will be spoiled to the moon if you have it." Sasha smiles making you chuckle. "Knock knock!! I come with food!!" Your sister says coming into the room with your food. Sasha and Peyton pull the table that was on the end of the bed towards you and you thank them as your sister places the food in front of you. "Now...I know you just woke up but since you two are here, I'm going to go home for the weekend." Jessie says looking at you for approval as you eat your burger. "I'll be fine." You nod. "Yeah I'm sure once Joe finds the news out he won't leave her side anyway." Peyton winks and you roll your eyes at him. "Okay cool, call me if anything! Hope you feel better soon little sister." Jessie says kissing the top of your head before she says bye to everyone and leaves.

"Want us to call your boo?" Sasha teases and you give her an annoyed look. "Sure... but does anyone know where my phone is?" You ask looking around as you sip your milkshake. "I think it got damaged in the accident but I can go pick up a new phone for you tomorrow, I still have connections with that guy from Apple." Peyton suggests like no big deal. "I'll deal with it later but thanks.. oh god, someone please tell me you got in contact with my job." You say looking at them in horrror. "Your sister did, they said to not worry about anything and to take all the time you need." Sasha fills you in as she texts on her phone. "Okay I just texted Joe, wanna make a bet on how fast he makes it here?" Sasha says to Peyton making you roll your eyes. "20 bucks he makes it here in 10 minutes." Peyton says. "Deal." Sasha smirks sitting down. "You guys are so annoying and he lives across town." You shake your head. "You don't understand how your man drove the night of the accident." Peyton shakes his head. "He made Vin Diesel look bad." Sasha says making you laugh.

You two talk between the three of you. Them telling you that they hadn't reached out to Mariana about the accident which you appreciated because you did not want to see her. Before you know it the door of the room flings open and there was Joe out of breath. "You owe me." You hear Peyton say to Sasha who rolls her eyes. "We'll leave you guys alone...I'll come tomorrow around noon." Sasha says to you and you nod. "I'll bring you two breakfast cause I know Joe ain't going no where." Peyton says leaving making you snort as you look over to Joe who couldn't stop looking at you in complete awe. "Did you run?" You chuckle seeing he was still catching his breath. "Went up the stairs, elevators took too long." he says making you chuckle. Joe closes the door and walks over to you, you could see a lot of emotion on his face that he was trying to hold down. "I was told that you were out here fighting people because you couldn't come in." You raise an eyebrow at him and he chuckles. "I might of acted irrationally." He smiles. "You didn't have to do all that...I'm sure you have better things to attend too than me. "You shake your head. "You hit your head pretty hard huh?" He asks and you roll your eyes. "You know what I mean." You reply. "No I don't actually, I got a call from your best friends that the girl I love got into a car accident leaving my house and you were rushed to the hospital unconscious. How else was I supposed to act?" Joe finished, you could tell that the stress from everything finally made Joe snap.

"The girl you what?" You ask Joe in shock and he takes a moment to realize what he said. "I meant exactly what I said." Joe says clearly not caring about beating around the bush anymore. "Those are some big words for two people that haven't even dated Joe." You bite your lip not knowing how to feel about this. "Well that's how I feel and after all we've been through I'm not going to take it back nor do I expect to hear it back from you. I'm not going to keep lying to you or myself." Joe says making you take a deep breath. Before you could respond there was a knock on the door and the nurse comes in. "Sorry to interrupt but there's a few things I need to change out for Miss Y/L/N." The nurse says to us. "I'll step out, do you want anything from the cafeteria?" Joe asks you pretending like you two weren't just having a serious conversation. "Something sweet." You bite your lip and Joe nods before leaving the room, giving you one quick glance as he shut the door. The nurse checks you out more, making sure you were doing okay and asks some questions about how you're feeling. She also helps you to the bathroom.

As she was helping you with sitting back down on the bed on the Joe comes back in. "Everything okay?" Joe asks seeming alarmed that you weren't tucked in the bed like he had left you. "Better than we hoped! You'll be out of here in no time." The nurse smiles at you as she helps tuck you in and then leaves you and Joe. "I think she likes you." Joe mutters which made you snort. "Jealous?" You tease him as he sits down in one of the empty chairs handing you a plastic bag filled with sweets. "I'm not worried about it, she can't compete." Joe says cockily and you roll your eyes at him. "Why'd you get so much stuff M&Ms would of done okay." You shake your head. "I was talking to my mom while I was picking stuff out and paying, got distracted." He shrugs.

You really take a good look at Joe and you realize that he looked somewhat similar to what he did after your argument and him finding out Emily's baby wasn't his. "Have you slept at all?" You ask him. "Hm?" He hums. "Yeah, here and there." He shrugs like no big deal. "Joe...go home and rest." You sigh. "I can sleep here, beside you... just fine." He smirks and you give him a look. "Don't you have like spring training or something?" You eye him. "That doesn't start for another two weeks, but you get extra points for even knowing that was a thing." Joe smiles and you roll your eyes at him in annoyance.

Joe ends up staying for the rest of the night. Which you really didn't mind, you weren't a fan of hospitals so it was nice having him here taking your mind off things. Though the whole being pregnant thing was hanging over you like a cloud. You had no idea what you were going to do and how you were going to tell Joe...if you even decide to tell him. This was a guy who almost just had a baby with someone else and who you weren't officially dating. Then the whole deal with the tabloids finding out about this potential child and the other side of you that wanted that big career move and to get away from it all.

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Four Days Later:

Today you were finally leaving the hospital. After constant tests, some physical therapy and being under constant observation you were finally going home. Joe had stayed with you the entire time, only going home to shower and change clothes, every time he came back with a fresh bouquet of flowers. Sasha and Peyton also came by frequently bringing you two food and kept you company. You had told your siblings that you were fine and that you'd see them when you came out of the hospital and to not tell your mom and dad about the accident. You were very appreciative of everyone for being there for you but you didn't need your parents freaking out and dropping their trip. "Alright Miss Y/L/N...everything seems to be good. Now, would you like me to schedule you a prenatal appointment with the OGBYN you have in your file?" Doctor Brown says and you feel your heart start beating 10 times faster. Out of the corner of your eye you see that Joe slowly turns his head towards you. "Um, yeah sure." You quickly and awkwardly say to the doctor wanting her to stop talking about this but she doesn't take the hint. "Can...we have a minute please, Doc?" Joe says and you feel your heart drop, here we go you thought to yourself. "I'm finished here, a nurse will come soon to wheel you out." She smiles at the both of you. You two thank the doctor and immediately Joe turns to you.

"Is there something... I'm missing here?" Joe asks calmly which was kind of freaking you out and you build the courage to finally look at him. He looked confused and a bit upset. "I wanted to talk to you about this in a more private place." You say and he takes a deep breath. "We'll get you home and then we will talk." Joe nods. "If you want I can call Sasha or Peyton to take me home." You bite your lip trying to avoid a fight with him. "I'm not mad Y/N just... confused and concerned. I'll get you home, plus it's Wednesday morning, aren't they working?" Joe asks and you nod. The nurse comes and they walk you down in the wheelchair. Joe pulls his car around and he helps you get in since you were still sore and had a few broken ribs. 'Are you hungry?" Joe asks as he sits in the driver seat. "A little but I rather get home and order something." You say and he nods. You hated the tension you were feeling in the car. You had no idea how you were going to have this conversation with Joe. The majority of the ride was spent in silence. You could tell Joe was in his head as much as you were.

You finally make it to your apartment, happy to be home. Joe had tried convincing you to stay with him instead but there was just no way you were able to get up and down the stairs right now and he only had a half bathroom accessible downstairs. You notice a welcome back home banner & a basket sitting on your kitchen counter. You knew it was Sasha and Peyton who did all this since they were the ones that were coming in and out of here bringing your clothes and stuff. Joe helped you get on the couch carefully and you asked him to bring over the the basket. You notice that it had a lot of your favorite things, certain candies you like, new cute fuzzy slippers, new PJs, cute girly ice packs and hot water bottles, pain medication and a box clearly containing a new phone. Judging by Joe's reaction when you grab it, you could tell he was the one who got it for you.

The police had came to the hospital to ask you questions about the accident that you still couldn't remember and they had let you know that your poor car was a total loss and your phone had been damaged as well, leaving you with no phone. "You didn't need to get me a new phone but thank you." You say to Joe. "Don't know what you're talking about." He lies and you give me him a look which made him smirk. "Do you want to stay on the couch or I can help move you to the bed. I know you're tired since you barley slept at the hospital." Joe asks as you yawn. "My bed does sound nice but I'd have to shower first and that's going to be a hassle." You sigh.

"That's what I'm here for. We can get you cleaned up and you can have a nap while I go get us some food." Joe nods. "I should of probably taken my sisters offer to stay with her." You sigh. "Why?" Joe says rather defensively. "Because I don't want you having to deal with me. I'm like an adult child right now." You sigh. " Y/N you've helped me out at one of my toughest moments, the least I could do is help you out in one of yours." Joe says helping you up from the couch. "Since your dining chairs are plastic maybe you could use that to sit in the shower?" Joe asks following you to your room. "Yeah that works." You nod going to your drawer to get some clean clothes. Joe sets up the shower for you, thankfully your shower head was detachable so you should have no trouble showering. "Are you going to need help getting undressed?" Joe asks. "Uh sure." You nod awkwardly. You had a flannel shirt on since that was the easiest thing to get into and you unbuttoned the shirt and Joe helps you take it off wincing at the movements even though you were both being gentle. You look at yourself in the mirror and could see the bruising peeking out of the bandage around your rib cage. Joe then gently starts to take off the bandage which was the most painful process of all. "I'm sorry, I'm trying to be as gentle as possible." Joe says looking at you with eyes full of nervousness. "You're doing good, the pain medication is just wearing off." You give him a reassuring smile. Eventually you finally get undressed and Joe helps you get in the hot shower. "Are you going to be able to bathe yourself?" Joe asks handing you your soap and exfoliator. "I think I can manage with the important parts, go take a breather." You smile at him and he nods before closing the shower curtain "Call me when you're done or if you need anything." Joe says before leaving the bathroom.

You shower as best as you could, wanting to wash your hair but there was no way that was happening today. After about 30 minutes in the shower with Joe checking in on you every 5 minutes and freaking out when he heard one of your shampoo bottles fall, he came and helped you out and dried you off. He wrapped your bandage around again which was worse than when he took it off, both of you hated every minute of that process, you letting out every bad word in the dictionary. "Okay, okay we're done. Is that too tight?" Joe asks. "It's fine, thank you...sorry for calling you a motherfucker." You say making Joe laugh.

"It's okay." He smiles at down at you, you look at each other for a moment before Joe leans down and gives you a kiss. He was very gentle with it but it still held a lot of emotion from this past week. "I'm not mad that you didn't tell me by the way, I don't blame you." Joe says holding your face in his hands. "I'm scared Joe...this wasn't suppose to happen. I'm supposed to move soon to another state and start a new beginning...there's no way I can do this." You say breaking down. "You don't have too, whatever you choose to do I'll support it." Joe reassures her as he wipes her tears with his thumbs. "I'm really sorry Joe, I know this must fucking suck after what you've been through." You sniffle. "It's not your fault, shit happens and I rather go through this with you than anyone else. Whatever happens, I promise we're going to be fine." Joe says and you nod calming down. Joe then helps you get dressed after you calm down and helps you get into bed. "I'm gonna go get some stuff from my house before getting us food, I'm going to basically move in and there's nothing you can do about it." Joe says making you chuckle. Do you need anything before I leave?" Joe asks. "No I'm good, I'm just going to take my nap." You shake your head. "I'll be back soon, I left your phone on the side table." Joe says leaning down and giving you a kiss. "Take my keys to lock the door." You say to him before he walks out of the room and he nods.

That went better than you thought it would, now...you just had to think about what the next step was going to be.

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A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! The next chapter will be a lot heavier than this one so just a heads up. Thank you for reading! 🖤

#joe burrow imagine #joe burrow fanfiction #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow fic #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow x you #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow series

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crowsandmurder · 10 months ago

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❛ you can take my clothes off for me. ❜ brooke to nathan pls

Smut starters // @story1ines // Accepting!

Nathan knew Peyton would kill him, if she ever found out. But, they were broken up, well for now anyway. Besides, Brooke hadn't been against the idea. She and Peyton had a fight or something. He hadn't really been listening. He knew he was going to hook up with a random cheerleader tonight, but he didn't feel like it being Bevin. Everyone thought he fucked whoever, but he needed to at least halfway be able to talk to them and Bevin reached this point, where she lost the few brain cells she had. But, he had been sitting on the couch with Brooke, and then they were in his room. She was very willing, and he had an idea.

Stopping kissing her, he grabbed the camera and he said something, reassuring her that he would get rid of it, and then he missed to lean over her. He definitely couldn't tell anyone about this one. Peyton would kill them both, but then he stopped thinking about Peyton altogether and smirked, because Brooke fucking Davis was in his bed, under him and the more he touched her, he could feel her arch up towards him and he ground his hips against hers, determined to make her moan for him, which she did.

Then, he heard her words. "Well, I could do that, but you have to take mine off too." His hand went to her bra and he expertly unhooked it, letting his hands move over her flesh their teasing the skin with a smirk, before kissing down her neck and biting down along the top of her breast, with a smirk. "No telling, so good luck with that." He knew it'd leave a mark.

His hand then reached up under her skirt, and he ran his hand over the fabric there and smirked. "Definitely no regrets from either of us." Pushing it to the side, he teased her flesh, not pushing his finger inside but teasing it and making sure to rub her heated flesh. "You know, I could always leave a mark with my mouth here too, if you're good." Finally, he pulled them down and her skirt and leaned back to look at her.

Fuck, she was hot. Did this really have to be one time? He was pretty sure that she was good at this. Down to his jeans and boxers, he smirked.

"So tell me, Brooke Davis, do you think you can get my clothes off? Like I said if you're good, I'll reward you. I don't want you to be good, because fuck that, I want to know how good you are, especially if we can only do this one." His lips moved to hers again in a searing kiss and he moved up on his knees again.

"Clothes...I have condoms. I'm a Scott."

#story1lines #✖ [Brooke]#V: I didn't care about anyone except myself [Pre Show]#✖ [Character: Nathan Scott]#✖ [NSFW]

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mcintoshevelyn · 3 months ago

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INTRODUCING EVELYN MCINTOSH: i think i'm burning alive, but nobody sees the fire.

FULL NAME evelyn grace mcintosh.

BIRTHDAY july 12th ( 35) .

BIRTHPLACE salt lake city, utah.

GENDER cis female.

OCCUPATION owner of firefly brewery.

BUILD athletic.

HAIR COLOR brown (currently).

EYE COLOR green.

HEIGHT 5’8

PARENTS hugo mcintosh ( father ) + wayne abrams ( biological father )+ patricia mcintosh ( mother )

SIBLINGS open half-siblings ( on the biological father's side )

PETS stellar ( black cat ) .

CHARACTER PARALLELS: meredith grey (greys anatomy), peyton sawyer (one tree hill), elena gilbert (the vampire diaries), charlotte york (sex and the city), fiona gallagher (shameless)

BIOGRAPHY

tw: abuse, infidelity, pregnancy, death

Evelyn was born on an ordinary Tuesday morning in the dead of winter to Patricia and Hugo McIntosh in the back seat of their shared 1986 Bronco. It was an interesting way to come into the world but the girl felt nothing short of love from either of her parents. Her mother, a waitress, and her father, a barber worked hard to provide for their little family, especially given the secret that Patricia held. You see when she met Hugo their romance was a whirlwind and they were engaged to be married within weeks of knowing one another but she was pregnant with another man’s child, Wayne Abrams. She had thought she had found the one with him but he was living a double life and she wasn’t going to settle despite loving the man with every fiber of her being. It was mere coincidence or pure luck that she found another so soon and that their romance was anything but out of a movie and Hugo was never the wiser when she came back a month later stating that she was pregnant with his child. They quickly married and seven months later Evelyn came to be.

Her childhood was simple and easy; she worked hard during school and then during the summers she would spend them with her grandparents. She was a quiet child, observing more than interacting and taking in everything around her. Of course, as time went on, she became more outgoing but still reserved. She was captain of her high school's dance squad, student council president, yearbook editor, and even valedictorian when the time came. Her life was how she envisioned it when she was younger and she had no complaints about anything. After high school came college and she went to the University of Utah for Nursing. She, thankfully, got a full ride there and her parents couldn’t have been more proud of the woman that they had raised and Evelyn couldn’t have been more excited for her future.

With a lot of sweat, blood, and tears Evelyn made her way through college with a breeze behind her. Five years total, she found herself being a registered nurse. She moved to Boston with her best friend to start their nursing career at Mass General. On her 24th birthday, she reluctantly agreed to go out with some co-workers where she met Kyle a bartender who worked at the bar they had decided to go to in the next town over. They hit it off immediately and before she could even think straight they were in a relationship. She had never felt like this before and it was everything that she had wanted and more. And it was perfect bliss for the first few months, and things changed. The lies he told were more frequent when she knew he was cheating and he made her believe that she was losing her mind. He started to talk to her friends about her crazy behavior defending his actions to them as if she were to blame. She had broken up with him too many times to count but with a sorry and bouquet of flowers, she was forgiving.

After one of their many break-ups and screaming matches, he laid his hands on her and left finger-shaped bruises on her arms from holding her down so she wouldn’t leave. She told herself that it was nothing and wore sweaters to hide them until they were gone. This happened quite often and it was during this time that she had gotten a message from someone claiming to be her biological father. They had talked and he introduced himself as Wayne and it was like she felt a piece that she hadn’t known to be missing out back into place. Their relationship was easy and she trusted him enough to tell him about what was going on with Kyle. They had spoken for hours on the phone and would often speak more than she even spoke to her parents. If there was one thing she knew it was that she was going to be saved. During this time, she was still dealing with an abusive Kyle and she refused to speak to her parents after finding out that they lied so Wayne was really the only one that she trusted.

He had found her an affordable apartment and got everything sorted for her while also helping her get a restraining order against Kyle. Her and Wayne still spoke pretty much every day until she just didn’t hear from him. She told herself it was because he was busy and so was she trying to work to save as much as she could to leave. It had been over a month since she had last heard from him when she found out that she had inherited his home and the bar he owned, The Firefly Brewery, in Briar Ridge, South Carolina. She received a call from a lawyer in Briar Ridge informing her of the news.

She quickly made her way to South Carolina to do what she needed to in order to get her name put on the house and bar. The next few months flew by and while it has not been an easy transition from nursing to owning a bar, she has made the best of it and is trying to keep the legacy of her biological father alive.

#story of a girl - biography.#tw: abuse #tw: death #tw: pregnancy

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jones-friend · 1 year ago

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Lol. Lmao.

I started watching One Tree Hill bc what I saw through my now estranged sister was absurd, and bc of the John Oliver clip where a dog high on marijuana eats Dan Scott’s replacement heart. I first watched all the finales back to back to back then decided to give the whole thing a run through.

In one tree hill a number of souls are shackled within the purgatory of Tree Hill, a place that causes characters to stagnate professionally and emotionally while giving illusions of growth through platitudes and unearned emotional moments. You cannot escape Tree Hill. Death isn’t even enough to escape Tree Hill. You can fall onto the pitcher plant but you cannot climb out. You are one with Tree Hill.

This is a show with no less than three serial killer arcs, a show so hungry for drama it consumes every teen drama concept before the second season leaving it nowhere to go, a show with two near fatal bridge accidents, with real ghosts that help and haunt, where teenagers and small children talk like aged adults, where we get to see the progression of culture and technology from early 00’s flip phones to early 10’s smartphones and social media, and teenagers promising rebellion instead become the forces they were so much so against in early seasons as cycles are broken yet perpetuate. This is a show where a teenager can afford an apartment by working part time at a mall food court. Its also got an incredible reinforcement of heteronormative ideals.

In this show, Ball is Life.

The biggest issue with One Tree Hill working is there needs to be a source of drama caused by the main cast. The way this works out in writing is characters often backtrack their growth to cause more drama again.

I do have a few positives. After S4 there is a time skip of 4 years. I think this actually gives good weight to S4’s finale, letting it keep that weight. And they give new struggles to the cast that don’t trivialize their previous successes while giving us something to root for. The friendship between Nathan and Lucas has genuinely compelling moments as they learn about themselves and each other.

Dan Scott is also a source of great enjoyment for me. He makes the show work. You have plotlines like “Lucas and Brooke are having relationship issues”, “Nathan wants to play basketball more”, and “Dan uses a school shooting to kill his brother Keith bc Dan was convinced he was drugged and left to burn in his dealership when really it was-“ and its just absurd every time.

I will do a character rundown of the main 5 peeps:

Lucas is the original protagonist of the show. He is half brother to Nathan and the “underdog” of S1 where he plays the river court compared to Nathan playing varsity bball. He’s described to be the more emotionally driven one between Nathan and Lucas but as the show goes on he just becomes the dumber of the two. When it comes to relationships he can’t make up his mind and goes with whatever the girl he’s with wants. This leads him to cheat multiple times and as his gf gets mad at him he squints off into the middle distance like there’s something going on but we all know there’s nothing going on behind those eyes. After the timeskip he continues dwelling on the past writing a book that is both super successful and terrible at the same time and the show just kinda makes him a washed up writer before giving him and Peyton a fairy tale ending and saying goodbye S6.

Nathan Scott is the “rich boy” bball player who starts the show as an asshole until the show decides he isnt. Nathan is the only good person in One Tree Hill. He’s the only one who’s level and tries to make reasonable choices without flying off the handle. He does have a few hilarious moments with how seriously high school bball is taken where a mafia is pressuring him to shave points off games bc they bet a lot of money on him. The biggest letdown with Nathan is he continues to beat himself up over the unrestrained anxieties of his wife-

Haley is the worst character in the show. She accuses Nathan of cheating at least 5 times in the show despite nothing indicating that, the most egregious of which is when she snoops and finds Nathan’s valentines day gifts for her and accuses them of being for someone else. This is second to a rando accusing Nathan of sleeping with her after he becomes famous and after a few days she decides to believe the rando over her husband of 4-5 years. She just lets her anxieties get the better of her and it makes her mean to Nathan for 75% of their screentime.

Brooke! One of my least favorite characters of s1-4 and one of the stronger of 5-9. Brooke starts as a party girl who just kinda starts shit for the sake of starting shit. When the show needs drama they turn to her for it most times and it makes her later high school bits feel less genuine. After the timeskip shes in charge of a multi million dollar clothing company (if you’re noticing a trend the timeskip changes characters from relatable high schoolers to wildly successful in their field). She matures out of that shit starter mentality and slides into Lucas’s spot as protagonist (a loose term with so many characters). Her and Nathan undergo the most growth. I also did appreciate and resonate with her graduation arc in that she didn’t really feel the same drive as her classmates.

Shit with Peyton is wild. She has 3 sudden family member reveals: one is Laura Palmer who dies almost immediately, one is serial killer arc #1, and the last is one of the show’s rare black characters who’s a marine thats very quickly sent out to war (Bush era politics). She is a musician, artist, she dates the lead singer from Fallout Boy somewhat seriously (that’s canon, its not the lead singer as a character, in universe he’s also the lead singer of Fallout Boy. He comes by in a limo and goes on tours). Her and Lucas are supposed to be the will they won’t they but with three female leads and two male leads Brooke kind of gets left behind S4 in a smaller capacity. In the timeskip she goes on to become a producer instead of a musician which always felt odd, then after her and Lucas depart they beach ball her label around without knowing what to do with it. Also casting has an issue where they hire sameface women and Peyton was the only one I could reliably identify.

If youre interested in watching One Tree Hill it depends how much time youre willing to sink into it. S1-8 are 22ish episodes long each and each episode is 42mins. I don’t think every episode is worthwhile unless you come at it with the analytical mind of having watched good prestige TV so you can pick apart characters more than the show wants you to.

For those just looking for a casual good time watch S1E1 then watch all the finales back to back to back. Its wild, so much happens you just have to adjust for. Its actually great.

If you REALLY wanna get your hands dirty the entire show is a nostalgia trip into the 00’s complete with famous bands of the time, tech, and norms. This is good and bad as you’ll watch them try to handle a bisexual character in the early 00’s. Also watching Dan Scott dunk on literal high schoolers never gets old.

I DON’T WANNA BE ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT I’VE BEEN TRYIN BE LATELY

#One tree hill

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strikingauthor · 2 years ago

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Lucas had @artisticcomet never ever thought that Peyton would say no to his proposal, that their relationship would end up with heartbreak and a break up. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he had been so broken.

After that failed proposal, he left her in the hotel room, his heart too broken to be with her.

That were a month ago, and he had just finished his new book, the comet that he wrote about Peyton and their relationship and love.

It was hard, cause every day he missed her more and more. A part of him had wanted to fully move on, date someone new, as he knew his editor were very much interested but he made clear to her that he belonged to someone else and always would and luckily his editor accepted that.

So why were he back at the same hotel that broke his heart? Why were he in the same room that broke his heart? He had no idea, but felt closer to her, though he missed her badly. Laying down on the bed, he closes his eyes. Unaware that the woman would enter the same hotel room shortly.

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uniquejellyfishqueen · 1 month ago

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ATW

This is only one side to the very large story she started to tell when this song came out. It’s the song she chose to make the short film after, it is the song that never ends. It is also a song that you can continue to annotate and pull so many stories from. It’s a ten minute version imo because it has continued through midnight and TTPD and isn’t over yet.

What if he let her go so she could find herself? Because look what happens by the end of the short film, Sadie is alone and on her way to her book signing. But she doesn’t have a partner with her. And Dylan is on the street also alone.

If she were going to be telling the beautiful love story that she is showing in every photo “spotted” of her then the 2nd music video for TTPD would have been So High School, not I Can Do it With A Broken Heart. She is showing both sides of the story, the girl tortured by the loss of her life, but having to fake that pearly white smile every time she is seen out in public.

Perhaps when she was away in her time in exile in London she started to get to know herself, learned herself in a way no one else had tried to do before. Maybe she was exiled away under the guise of a beautiful relationship, because she was too depressed to be left to her own devices.

She has not only created her own fictional world but has made it a multi verse where the only recurrent character is her. But when did it start is the question..? Which is why I think that we are still in the Red Era.

She is wearing a “Red Era” outfit in the cover art for “Right Where You Left Me” which is an Evermore song.

Red album #4

Evermore album #9

Red TV album #11

*all these numbers = 15

->Everred Cabernet Merlot from Ella Valley Winery

-> Ella “Enchanted” the movie released on 4/9/2004 starring Anne Hathaway as Ella….”Enchanted” is just the only Speak Now song on the ET set list and there are 9 dresses.

which is 20 years and 11 days (2011)

Or 240 months and 11 days (11/24)

before TTPD was released

->Ellas father’s name is Sir Peter (like the song Peter?). And a character name Benny gets turned into a book.

->Anne Hathaway was in the movie ‘The Idea of You’ “The idea you had of me, who was she?”

->”Fifteen” has been played 3x on the ET on piano only.

5/6/23 Nashville N2 AP

3/7/24 Singapore N4 APM

6/2/24 Lyon N1 APM

142…142 is a birth area code for Texas in the United States.

Just because two people separate doesn’t mean they are happier alone. Sometimes it about finding yourself and who you truly are at your own core without a person there shadowing you or influencing your every thought and move. I don’t have much background with spirituality, but from what I am learning is that in the twin flame journey you are actually mirroring your person even at a distance. You feel their pain, or your sudden burst of anxiety could actually be what they are feeling but because of your soul connection you are just mirroring what they are feeling. Once you separate from that person that you have a deep connection with is when your journey starts. So technically we haven’t gotten the full story of her journey.

What if he was believing in “if you love her set her free, what’s meant for you will always find its way back home.” Sometimes they come back. This was in a movie or a show and I can’t put my finger on it.. sometimes you let the person go but they do come back. Is this a Peyton Sawyer quote?

What if he knew that she felt so strongly for him and he wanted her to put that focus on her future, or what if her feelings terrified him? We only got her side of the story and truthfully I think this is on purpose…because thats part of the story. The main female character only telling her side of it from “her eyes only”. She is telling the story through lies covering up the hurt that is there because she wants to look perfect to other people. She wants everyone to think she really is fine when she says she is, even though she is broken on the inside. Look how long it took her to start writing her story? She couldn’t do it because all she could think of was that her story was a piece of crumbled up paper because she lost it all for someone who left her in the dust.

There are so many questions to come off that video.

The lyrics don’t match up with the story playing on the screen at certain parts. So did the memories of what happened between them start to get mixed up? Or what if they both didn’t realize what they had till it was gone?

I feel like I’ve mentioned this before but just to be safe..

Dylan O’Brien Sadie Sink

DOSS

…death of Slim Shady? The ego death. Eminem had a few tours called the Anger Management Tour… that is a Tim McGraw Song “Angry All The Time” released in 2001, the year before she wrote her 350 page unpublished book. Perhaps the one Taylor is showing at the end of the film.

I walked through the door with you

The karma door? The door to the TTPD?

“You carried me from your car up the stairs and I broke down crying, was she worth this mess?”

The air was cold

Like cold as you? Or perhaps the right word is…chilly?

But something about it felt like home somehow

The lover house? And then she picked up the continuation of the story inside the folklore cabin which was created in the secret garden of her mind.

And I, left my scarf there at your sister's house

You tie a scarf around your neck. You tie a string… even if it’s invisible. Also let’s not forget her smile has been tied together since Taylor Swift.

And you've still got it in your drawer even now

“I keep finding his things in drawers

Crucial evidence, I didn't imagine the whole thing” - I Can Do It With A Broken Heart.

Oh, your sweet disposition

“Stay there

'Cause I'll be coming over

And while our blood's still young

It's so young, it runs”- Sweet Disposition

Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap was released on 9/16/2008, it is a track #3. And there are also 3 accompanying music videos for this song.

Common synonyms of “disposition” are character, personality, temperament, temper, and mood.

“Depending on what kind of mood and situationship I’m in” - Glitch

Or is this line a play on words “Sweet Disposition vs Sweet Nothing”

“Outside, they're push and shovin', you're in the kitchen hummin'

All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin”- they are dancing in the kitchen…

And my wide-eyed gaze

“Haven't you heard what becomes of curious minds?

Ooh, didn't it all seem new and exciting?”- Wonderland

“I can’t keep my hands off of you. I’m no one special, just another wide-eyed girl who’s desperately in love with you” - Superstar

We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate

Lost Upstate

L=12 U=21. 12/21 it is the exact same backwards!

12/21 is 13 days after the last Eras Show

21-13 = 8 the number of Karma. And also the date of the last show.

**8/13/2011 (the only tour that had a concert on this date) Speak Now World Tour. N1/2 St. Louis @ Scottrade Center. She performed a cover of Nelly’s “Just A Dream”. On the set list that night:

3. The Story of Us

4. Our Song

5. Mean

6. Back To December

The first letter to each of those songs spell TOMB. The numbers added = 18=9(evermore)

“I miss who I used to be. The tomb won’t close, stained glass windows in my mind” -like the stained glass behind Miles’ head in the I Bet You Think About Me music video?

“Spineless in my tomb of silence.”

“What if I roll the stone away? They’re gonna crucify me anyway”

“Dear reader, get out your map”-Dear Reader, they got lost, she is trying to tell you the way.

“Its 2am in your car” - I Wish You Would

“I was ridin’ shotgun in with my hair undone in the front seat of his car” - Our Song

“‘I rent a place on Cornelia Steet’ I say causally in the bar” - Cornelia Street

“The only one who’s got enough of me to break my heart, he’s the song in the car I keep singing, don’t know why I do”

Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place

“Once you’re already flying through the free fall. Like colors in autumn, so bright. Just before they lose it all” - Red

“I’d never walk Cornelia Street again. Windows fun open, autumn air. Jacket ‘round my shoulders is yours” - Cornelia Street

“You’re alive, so alive. The autumn chill that wakes me up. You loved the amber skies so much.” - Marjorie.

“And all the pieces fall, right into place. Getting caught up in a moment lipstick on your face” - So It Goes…

*the quote “So it goes” is from Kurt Vonnegut’s 1969 novel Slaughterhouse-Five and it is used more than 100 times in the book, which is more than once every three pages. (3 again) “So it goes is not a way os accepting life, but rather, of facing death.” -> “How can you say that you love someone you can't tell is dyin'?”- You’re Losing Me

And I can picture it after all these days

“Your name forever the name on my lips, ooh so I‘lol watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep. And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe” - Last Kiss

“If you have children some day when they point to the pictures, please tell them my name”- Long Live

“I’m taking pictures in my mind so I can save them for a rainy day.” -Stay Beautiful

And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more

“How long could we be a sad song

'Til we were too far gone to bring back to life?” - You’re losing me

“I was screaming, long live all the magic we made. And bring on all the pretenders.”- Long Live

‘Today was a Fairy Tale’ is where she first used the word magic in her lyrics.

And I might be okay but I'm not fine at all

We pretend to be okay for the sake of others even when it breaks us inside. We will do whatever we can to make sure the other person is fine in the situation before even checking on ourselves. That’s what a people pleaser is.Your kindness can sometimes be your weakness. So stay kind, but appear strong.

“Yes, I’m haunted, but I’m feeling just fine” -Florida!!!

“I’m bitter, but I swear I’m fine” - I Hate It Here

“I’m fine with my spite and my tears and my beers and my candles” - Closure -> interesting she recently released a candle for holiday merch

“Said, I’m fine, but it wasn’t true”- Cruel Summer

“3Am and I’m still awake, I’ll bet you’re just fine” - I Bet You Think About Me

'Cause there we are again on that little town street

You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me

Wind in my hair, I was there

I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter

“On the counter was a cardboard box and the sign said, “Photos twenty-five cents each”

Your cheeks were turning red

You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed

And your mother's telling stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team

You told me 'bout your past thinking your future was me

Future is on the track End Game and is also in the music video, in which they are talking about their reputations while also riding in a car, and also on a boat. A persons reputation is usually judged on their past discretions.

And you were tossing me the car keys

Soon you’ll get better vs forever winter  Fuck The Patriarchy keychain on the ground

Patriarchy literally means "the rule of the father"and comes from the Greek πατριάρχης (patriarkhēs), "father or chief of a race",which is a compound of πατριά (patria), "lineage, descent, family, fatherland"(from πατήρ patēr, "father")and ἀρχή (arkhē), "domination, authority, sovereignty".

***Vader literally means “father” - Anna Kendrick said it first not me

***the 1987 Buick GNX was known as Darth Vader’s Car

**GNX by Kendrick Lamar was released on 11/22/24.

Patriarchy is a social system in which men typically hold authority and responsibility. In anthropology, it refers to a family or clan structure where the father or eldest male holds supremacy within the family, while in feminist theory, it encompasses a broader social structure where men collectively dominate societal norms and institutions

-Clan structure. “And clandestine meetings and longing stares its born from just one single glance” Illicit Affairs.

-“wondering where the best hiding spot would be and the big bad man and his big bad clan. Their hands stained with red”- Only The Young.

-the use of clan is a play on words for the Klan… also in The Man music video the graffiti on the wall “Reputation” is the album that is written in what looks like to be Greek symbols and letters often used in fraternities which are also secret societies.

-IMO she has also used this play as a play on words with her releasing Midnights 3AM… her first music video, Tim McGraw features her laying by the water as her love is driving down a road.. they are in two different place and possibly at two different times in life… but the radio is and has been continued to be incorporated in her music…. AM radio… FM radio…. And at the same time FM is also another special group of sinners.

*she sings about cars and radios…. Do you know who else does? Kenny Chesney’s tenth studio album was called “The Road and the Radio” it was released on 11/8/2005 at Emerald Sound studio. It had 5 singles. And the 5th one actually used to be my uncles ringtone, I’m 99% sure he is the one that gave me my first TS CD. His 4th single off that album was also my uncles wedding dance song, I really can’t remember much but if there’s music playing I can remember that. Track 1 on this album is the title track. There were 11 songs on the album and then the Target Stores had 4 bonus tracks. Track 14 was “Flip Flop Summer”-> the tour TS age 17 could not go on because of his sponsorship with a beer company… pretty sure those rules do not apply now, because the big people up top see that the young artists are drawing big crowds… no one cared at that point because they doubted who she would become. During that tour that TS missed Kenny played “Big Star” as the 5th song on his 19 song set list, with 1 encore song.

We were always skippin' town

“Rip the band-aid off and skip town like an asshole outlaw” Hits Different

And I was thinkin' on the drive down: Any time now

Drive down vs getting lost upstate…  He's gonna say it's love You never called it what it was

“He said he’d love me all his life, but that life was cut short” - I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

“I’m feeling like I don’t know you. You tell me you love me, then cut me down. And I need you like a heartbeat” -Tell Me Why. -cut me down, like a tree from folklore? Or a tree like the Rockefeller Center tree in NYC… the tree lighting ceremony will take place on Wednesday, December 4th, 2024 during the live broadcast "Christmas at Rockefeller Center". (4 days before the end of the ET, 2 days before N1 in Vancouver.)

“State the obvious I didn’t get my perfect fantasy, I realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me. So go and tell your friends that I’m obsessive and crazy”- Picture to Burn

Till we were dead and gone and buried

Dead and Gone T.I. Justin Timberlake “So I turn my head to the North, swallow that pill they call pride. That old me is dead and gone but the new me will be alright” turn her head to the North Star as all the stars align for her.  Check the pulse and come back swearing, it's the same After three months in the grave

**first letter to each line backwards spells ACT. The Red Tour was split into 5 acts.

three months" often signifies a significant period considered a "honeymoon phase" or a "trial period" where individuals can get a good initial impression of their partner before making deeper commitments, sometimes referred to as the "three-month rule"; this timeframe allows for a basic understanding of someone's personality and compatibility without being overly influenced by initial attraction or superficial aspects

“‘Cause it fit too right, puzzle pieces in the dead of night. I should’ve known it was a matter of time.” - My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys…. When she accepted her one of her VMAS is when she thanked Travis and said that “everything he touches turns to gold with happiness…” or something like that… well the story of Rumplestiltskin …The title character is a mysterious gnomelike man who spins straw into gold for the benefit of a beautiful miller's daughter, in exchange for her future firstborn child… The smallest man who ever lived?

And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you

You held onto me cause nothing’s as it seems - Wonderland

“There's so much that I can't touch

You're all I want but it's not enough this time

And all the pages are just slipping through my hands

And I'm so scared of how this ends” Bye Bye Baby -> “How Did It End?”

“I want you bad but it's come down to nothing

And all I have is your sympathy

'Cause you took me home but you just couldn't keep me” Bye Bye Baby

But all I felt was shame

Shame is an unpleasant emotion that can arise from feeling like you've done something wrong, unworthy, or dishonorable. It can involve negative self-evaluation, feelings of worthlessness, and a desire to withdraw from social situations.

Shame is a discrete, basic emotion, described as a moral or social emotion that drives people to hide or deny their wrongdoings

Well you know what is really shitty? Allowing others opinions about things we already feel bad about cause us more shame than we already deal with on a daily basis.

“What a shame she went mad” - Mad Woman

“Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now.” I Knew You Were Trouble

And you held my lifeless frame

The piano merch is her lifeless frame. Because thats all that is to the piano, it isn’t a full baby grand because of the exposure to the elements so it’s an electric piano inside a frame of a gorgeous wooden flower garden piano. Because when she is sat there behind all the flowers we are in the secret garden of her mind, because the surprise songs are telling the story the shows are just her being young, which can be art.

And I know it's long gone and there was nothing else I could do

“Ending so suddenly. Loving his is like trying to change your mind once you’re already flying through the free fall.”- Red

“And it's been so long

But if you ever think you got it wrong” - Right where you left me

And I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to

“I took the miracle move on drug, the effects were temporary” - Fortnight

“I Forgot You Existed”

'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night

We're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light

“Your picket fence is sharp as knives, I was dancing around it.” High infidelity

“I had a bad feeling but we were dancing with our hands tied”

“You two are dancing in a snow globe, ‘round and ‘round” - You Are In Love -the release of the TTPD snow globe on 11/22.

Down the stairs, I was there

I remember it all too well, yeah

She becomes the villain in their torrid love affair

And there we are again when nobody had to know

There is only one scene in the short film where the two of them are together in a group setting. The scene with her and her family HE is not there. But he is there when it’s just her and her dad.

 You kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath

The best line I have ever heard.

That’s really how it goes. When you fall into a relationship and give it your all just like Sadie is showing us she was all in for him, but he wasn’t for her. If they were in a secret relationship that shouldn’t have been happening then that means that it meant more to her than it did to him. She knew what she was doing was wrong but she loved him anyways. She gave him the scraps that he asked for because he never appreciated her as the full course meal that she was.

Sacred prayer and we'd swear

Is this the promise he broke? That they would remember it? Or did they swear to keep it between them. Because it isn’t fair when either party in a relationship makes you keep it quiet…. Silence quiet this loud.  To remember it all too well, yeah

And maybe we got lost in translation

“Fuckin’ situations, circumstances miscommunications”- Question..?

“Miscommunications lead to fallout”- The Story Of Us

Maybe I asked for too much

The girl will always go through a specific stage of grief where we make ourselves the enemy. We believe every nasty thing ever uttered about us and then say “you’re right.” We start to believe that we wanted too much from that other person, or we think “maybe if I wouldn’t have said that he would still want me.”

We go on thinking that it’s our fault for what happens even though we tried so hard to make it work.

But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up

“Tore your banners down, took the battle underground.”- The Great War -“But diesel is desire, you were playing with fire” -> GAS guilty as sin

“Their faith was strong, but I pushed it too far. I held that grudge til it tore me apart”

Tearing the banners down also reminds me of football banners…that one runs through.

Or a banner hanging in a stadium

Or Bruce Banner, The Incredible Hulk who is green, and also he is two characters in one person.

Running scared, I was there

The Bolter.

I remember it all too well

Do You Remember 11/3/2009 Jay Sean

And you call me up again just to break me like a promise

“High infidelity

Put on your records and regret me

I bent the truth too far tonight

I was dancing around, dancing around it”

“My time, my wine, my spirit, my trust. Tryna find a part of me that you din’t take up” Death By A Thousand Cuts

So casually cruel in the name of being honest

It’s a deep cut when someone is brutally blunt and then expects you to be okay with their decision. We can see in the short film that after Dylan gaslights her in the kitchen after the party where he embarrasses her that he strings her along until he is done with her. Then at the end of the movie he shows his remorse, because he realizes what he let go.

I had my own moment like this one, I was left at a party alone with no one I knew. I just met everyone that day, and my boyfriend decided he was gonna go off to who knows where with his friends and left me there, while I was under the influence and felt out of place as it is. Sure I should have followed through with the plan of flying home and saying fuck you to him, but I didn’t. Because sometimes a girl will do anything for the littlest bit of love.

I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here

In the Fortnight video the papers aren’t crumbled they are scattered around almost like the story has fallen out of order, and she is trying to put the pieces back together.

The lyric video for “Eyes Open” released on 5/17/2012. And the entirety of the video is of a man drawing all the words to the song in different types of pens and fonts…. Kind like how she has playlists based on what pens she was using at the time of writing.

On 3/17/23 Taylor swift re released Eyes Open (Taylor’s Version)

'Cause I remember it all, all, all

Too well

3 letters

TOO

201515

=14 - N

4 letters

WELL

2351212

=15- O

NO:

“No matter what you say, I still can’t believe that you would walk away” A Perfectly Good Heart

“She’s never gonna see the light no matter what you do and all I think about is how to make you think of me” Invisible -> “And he never thinks of me, except when I’m on TV”

NO released as the 1 out of 3 singles on 3/4/2016 from Meghan Trainor’s second studio album ‘Thank You’ which released on

on 5/13/2016 the accompanying music video for “No” premiered on her YouTube channel and VEVO on 3/21/2016 (3..2..1)

-“thanK you aIMee”

!!!!! But the N can be flipped or “twisted” to make a Z.

O 15= 6

Z 26= 8

Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it

When hit rock bottom time freezes because you know the only way is up, but it’s a really steep uphill climb to get back out. Time freezes, because everyone else moves on with their lives as normal but you on rockbottom feel like your life will never move on again. You don’t know how other people can live normally when you are just in so much pain. All you feel is sorrow and heartbreak and worthlessness. And then as you start to climb back out you have thicker skin that sometimes is looked at as you being a bitch when actually its you protecting yourself from the outside forces that have hurt you so much as it is. You become cold hearted to protect what’s left, and sometimes you will make others hurt along the way just so you’re not alone in feeling bad. And thats how you become the “Anti-hero” of your story

In the lavender haze video we see Taylor push down the walls of the house and is surrounded by the night sky with the Koi Fish as she is singing “get it off your chest get it off my desk”… a writer would write their book at a desk, and at the end of this short film we see Dylan outside the window of the book signing but he never goes in. He is the song “I Look In People’s Windows” at that point in the story. “What if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time”

I'd like to be my old self again

In The Man music video when she is peeing on the wall on the left side of the wall is the Lost if Found Return To Taylor Swift sign.

Lost and Found by the Randy Rogers Band

But I'm still trying to find it

It is one of the most frustrating things in the world to have to stop and say “who am I?” It’s frustrating because you realize that you have been living a lie. Whether that be because of societal standards or you just really want that guy to like you, you do end up changing. You get caught in the water and the current takes you and you start to blend with the fishes when you know you were supposed to be a mermaid. You bent to the fold of the way you thought you had to portray yourself just for other people to like you and want to spend time with you. This is a sad life to live because you are literally basing your happiness on people who don’t give a shit if you sink or swim they just want to control you because it feels good to them.

When you get into a relationship and become everything that man wants you to be is when you lose every piece of yourself that you were before you met him.

When you’re in a relationship that person should accept you for everything and not expect you to change for them. Unless they are a liar, and then they just trick you and think it’s cute.

You shouldn’t worry that you’re being too loud, or upsetting others. You should be living your life the way you want to no matter how it looks to others, as long as you are getting happiness out of it.

What is the point of being in a relationship if only his happiness matters?

“When I’m with anybody else it’s so hard to be myself” - I’m Only Me When I’m With You

“So I lied, and I cried. And I watched a part of myself die cause no amount of freedom gets you clean”- You All Over Me

“I lose myself in a daydream”- Speak Now

“I wish it wasn’t 4 am, standing in the mirror saying to myself, ‘You know you had to do it.’ I know the bravest thing I did was run”- Better Man ->Run

“For you, I would ruin myself a million little times”- Illicit Affairs

*the hidden message for “Long Live” was “For You”

After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own

He only let his real love for her show in private. In the daylight he didn’t give her the same time of day as he does after hours when people cannot see.

Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone

“Move to Florida, buy the car you want

But it won't start up 'til you touch, touch, touch me”

“Move to Florida, buy the car you want

But it won't start up 'til I touch, touch, touch you” - Fortnight. She is walking not driving therefore she doesn’t have a car? And Post Malone is on that track…. Like the post office is where you mail things.

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week

The cardigan and the scarf are a set of metaphors that wouldn’t exist without the other, because the scarf is mentioned in the song ATW. She couldn’t give the scarf a song so she paired it with a piece of clothing. S = 19 C= 3 3/19

3/19:

1938 - Toronto Maple Leafs score 8 goals in 5 minutes

1984 - Mobil oil tanker spills 200,000 gallons into the Columbia River

2003 – US President George W. Bush orders the start of war against Iraq

Area code 319 is a telephone area code serving eastern Iowa, including cities such as Cedar Rapids, Waterloo, Iowa City, and surrounding areas. The area code serves a diverse population of over 1 million people and covers over 20 counties in Iowa.

9/13 is huge your boss day

1999 - The Denver Broncos retire John Elway's #7 jersey

2001- civilian air traffic resumes…

The 913 area code is a North American telephone area code for northeastern Kansas, including the Kansas City metropolitan area. It covers the cities of Kansas City, Overland Park, Olathe, Shawnee, and Leavenworth, and the counties of Johnson, Leavenworth, Douglas, and Wyandotte

Taylor said that the Red Scarf is actually a metaphor.. more like an invisible string?

This happened when she was at the 47th Toronto International Film Festival on September 2022 for the first ever screening of "All Too Well: The Short Film" on 35mm.

So if it’s a metaphor then it means it could symbolize the invisible red string theory that would “tie you to me”. That could be the 2 thing. Twin flames, that burn slowly while waiting. But once they come together it will be explosive, or at least that is what I imagine would happen. The vault tracks are gonna be fire because she is literally burning up from the inside out.

'Cause it reminds you of innocence

Innocence is track #22 on Speak Now

“It's okay, life is a tough crowd

32 and still growin' up now

Who you are is not what you did

You're still an innocent”

Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first.

And it smells like me

If you smell someone who isn't there, you might be experiencing phantosmia, a condition that causes you to detect smells that aren't actually present…. Phantom?

“But if he’s a ghost, then I can be a phantom” …Ready For It?

You can't get rid of it

It’s the only thing left of her. He is sentimental for the love he let go.

'Cause you remember it all too well, yeah

'Cause there we are again when I loved you so

“I love you, it’s ruining my life”- Fortnight

“Why’d you have to make me love you?” - Say Don’t Go

“I said, ‘I love you” you said nothing back”- Say Don’t Go

“Cause when you’re fifteen and someone tells you they love you you’re gonna believe them”- Fifteen

Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known

“When you lost control” Is It Over Now

“Don’t read the last page. But I stay when you’re lost and I’m scared and you’re turning away” NYD

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

Synonyms of rare: occasional, limited, scarce, singular, strange, subtle, uncommon, unlikely, unthinkable, unusual, DELICATE, BLOODY, RED

->this is a song about an affair with a married man. She maybe was inspired or maybe shit just happened like life does? Hypothetically IF she was in this situation Hollywood would have ate her alive no offense Taylor but your fans are just now accepting the fact that you also like vagina, so this would definitely rattle some cages. And truthfully “the other woman” is always the one that has her name ran through the mud the most. It’s never not her fault, and she usually doesn’t win. I’m not proud to have been the other woman in a few instances, but it has helped me gain perspective of the situations I allowed myself to get into. Sometimes they say all the right things at the exact moment that you need to hear them and you start to believe the things they say and then one thing leads to another and they go back to where they came from. It’s a nasty cycle that causes a lot of pain, the type of pain that can last for years. I’m all for you living your life the way you choose, cause it’s your life not mine.

->the synonyms of rare connect: High Infidelity, Tolerate It

Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all

First 4 words, WIMH 23 9 13 8 =26=8 which is Karma “Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend”

Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all

The standard minimum width for commercial stairs is typically 44 inches… in a restaurant perhaps??

A Ruby Tuesday on Brainerd Road at the top of a hill is said to be haunted by a two-year-old girl named Margie. Some say that footsteps were found on the stairs in the middle of a cold snap in November, and that the basement contains a fireplace where the baby's body was buried

*This RT was in a house that belonged to a man who owned Kay’s Ice Cream… it was RT #3 which happened to be near the Backstage Theatre… like how we got backstage/behind the scenes footage for I Can Do It With A Broken Heart.

The Tennessee Theatre was a 2,028 seat, single screen movie and stage theater at 535 Church Street, in Nashville, Tennessee was opened on February 28, 1952. It was built with the designs of architect Joseph W. Holman in the shell of the 11-story, Art Deco Sudekum Building, also known as Warner building, that was completed in 1932. It opened on 2/28/1952 The theater was demolished in the 1980s. The high rise office building was imploded on November 29, 1992. The Cumberland Apartment high-rise now sits on the site. The theater hosted the first Grammy Awards ceremony not held in either Los Angeles or New York City in 1973 — it would be 49 years until the Grammys were held outside those two cities (Las Vegas) The 64th Annual Grammy Awards ceremony was held at the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas on April 3, 2022. Evermore was nominated for album of the year and did not win

*”So I pushed each boulder up that hill. Your words were still just ringin’ in my head”

“My spine split from carrying us up the hill wet through my clothes, weary bones caught the chill”

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well

“You weren’t mine to lose, no. But I can see us lost in the memory. August slipped away into a moment in time” - August

**A Moment In Time was released on 2/13/2013, and also had a TV premiere on 12/15/2013 in the cable channel Cinema One.

“Rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky” - Long Story Short… is this a play on words, like the in summation from TTD is actually al of her albums together which would make the book ATW Taylor presents at the end of the short film.

Line 34 from this song is “Long story short, it was the wrong guy”

Line 35 is “Now I’m all about you”

“When I dropped my sword” wasn’t she seen pacing around her yard with a foam sword at one point?!

ALL

1 12 12 =7 = G

TOO

20 15 15 =14=5 E

WELL

23 5 12 12 =16=7 G

GEG = The Spokane Airport code

9000 W Airport Dr, Spokane, WA 99224

SPOK….like speak now?

Geg" is a Belfast slang term that means something or someone is a source of fun or amusement, or is lively and entertaining

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Your Art....Life Matters

🇨🇭🇦🇵🇹🇪🇷 🇴🇳🇪

Someone once told me that your art matters. The art you create matters more than life itself. But does that mean your life matters too? Feeling overwhelmed with the thought of having another person’s life in my hands was something that I knew too well. I watched them plead with Rosalyn and Harrison. They knew the consequences. They all knew, yet they did it anyway, so apparently their own sad little lives didn’t matter. “Smiles, what do you suggest we do with him?” Harrison looked over, his bat swung over his shoulder, with that silly little grin on his lips. Rosalyn was sitting on the dusty desk that had been in this abandoned warehouse for, god knows, how long. It was almost like this place spoke to me and knew how uncomfortable things like this made me. But I had to do it. I had to fulfill my duty.

The empty, cold warehouse—there was a broken window above me—had seen better days. It was nothing. The eyes of Mr. Puddles over here looked like he had given up hope. The smell of piss coming from him was strong, but after doing this for almost 5 years, you get used to it, unfortunately. “He seems to enjoy being on his knees, like some people I know, right, Rosalyn?” A teasing joke went her way, earning a scoff from her, her red hair flipping over her shoulder. “Tie and blindfold him up. Take him to Boss; maybe he’ll be lenient; if not, then you have my blessing to make him suffer. He should’ve paid us back; now let's just hope his savior gets to him.” I tossed him the blindfold and watched him do what I instructed. This was my life now, and it was a love/hate relationship.

𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔

“Peyton Sawyer?” Someone said behind me, causing me to turn around to find a tall man wearing sunglasses, even though it wasn’t even bright out. It was 5 p.m. in North Carolina during the winter, so there was no reason for it. “Yes?”

“Come with me; someone wants to speak to you.” He said, and though people tell you not to follow a stranger, I was a risk-taker and enjoyed the thrill now that I was older. I was curious, and if it led to my death, so be it, but something told me that if I didn’t go, I would regret it. My dad had died a few months ago, leaving me alone. My friends were all off working and living life out of this state. I stayed behind and kept my drawing job at the magazine. My life was at a standstill. I wanted out.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to follow the man to the van sitting outside. The door opened when it saw me, and I jumped in. Maybe I was praying that it would kidnap me, but it didn’t. There was a man. He looked like he was in his 50s, holding a cigar. “Peyton, do you know who I am?”

“A kidnapper?”

He chuckled, “Funny. They call me Boss. I’m with the Vito Family, a mafia based in North Carolina. We’ve been following you. “That’s definitely something a kidnapper would say.” I interrupted, yet he continued talking. “Your mother; she was my niece. She grew up in the Vito family but decided to leave to start a family. And being the best uncle I am, I allowed it. Then she got married and had you. She kept me updated on you as you grew up and promised me to visit you when you were old enough. I want you to join our group. Your cousins are involved; you have not met them, but I want you to be a part of the family again.” He explained.

A look of confusion was enough to fill the silence in this van. “You’ve got to be kidding me. No offense, great uncle Boss, sir. But I do not belong in the mafia. I’m an artist.” Now it was his turn to cut me off. “It may seem like a lie or a story, but it's true. Your mother, Ellie, wanted me to make sure you were safe. At the school shooting, your cousins were there. Every time you went to a high school party, we were there, making sure you were safe. We protected you like your mother wanted us to, as well as me. You’re my great niece; I want to be in your life, and seeing as you have no one else, you have a choice. If you’re like your mother, you hate being alone. So either you come home or be alone for the rest of your life.” He mentioned, the very words leaving his mouth made me grit my teeth.

What the fuck does he know about me? He can’t be serious. He was serious. He was sitting there, poofing smoke away from me every so often. I looked out the window to watch the people walking back and forth on the sidewalk, chatting amongst themselves. They lived their lives so peacefully. I was drowning in their happiness. They enjoyed their lives, and I just wallowed in it. I wanted to mean something to somebody again. I wanted my life to have meaning. I want my art to have meaning, but it was ignored.

“Alright, I’ll do it.” I simply said.

He nodded and whistled, and then the van started to move. “Wait, we’re leaving now?”

He hummed and continued to look out the window.

𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜

“Smiles, let's go.” Harrison said, pushing the guy ahead towards the van. The door was wide open, so I got off the desk and rushed to the van, my heels clicking on the cracked stone floor as I did. This was my life, and somehow, even though it was something I didn’t expect myself to be doing, my life mattered here. Somehow, in some way, it mattered more than anything. Maybe it was because I actually had a family. But they showed me these 5 years that my art and my life mattered.

#writing

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“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ” / brooke to nathan

nathan can't help but wince at her statement . it's ironic because there were a few times when peyton had told him that his asshole behavior would one day come back to rear its ugly karmic head . at the time he hadn't cared much . he had never been in love with peyton . he had only dated her because it seemed like the thing to do - star basketball player and popular cheerleader was a trope written into every cliche story ever . it made him look good . and before brooke , all he cared about was looking good on the outside . no matter how he felt inside . he was nathan scott , perception was all that mattered to him and his family . it was funny how quickly falling in love with brooke had changed him . she was like a broken bird - beautiful and yet needing protection that he found himself dying to give her . she had been hurt so badly by his brother - the supposed good guy - that nathan couldn't stand to do the same to her . he had seen how she had been . how distant and cold heartbreak had made her . and he couldn't blame her . he just wanted to be there for her to let it all out and hopefully begin to heal . ' look . . . my past . . . it's my past okay ? ' he sighs , running a hand through his damp hair . he hadn't expected to see her today - she had shown up in his bedroom sometime after he had gotten out of the shower . very brooke - like in manner and demanding answers as she always did while he stood before her - bewildered in just gym shorts . he had to admit she was pretty sexy when she was all bossy . ' and that's not an excuse alright ? what I'm saying is - I can't change who I used to be and I can't blame you if who I used to be is enough to send you right back out that door . ' he points lamely at his bedroom door wondering if the dramatics help to make his point . ' but if you stay . . . ' he steps towards her , hands coming up to rest on the sides of her arms and grip the skin there - not too hard but enough so she can feel his desparate passion . the same one that slipped out that night he said i love you in the heat of the moment . ' if you stay then I swear to you that I will make it all up to you . I won't be that guy anymore . I'll be a guy you can count on . someone worthy to be seen with someone like brooke fuckin' davis . and the rest of it ? it won't matter . because we'll be something new and great and . . ' he chuckles out an awkward breath , biting at his lip as he gazes at her . ' and awesome . '

#he's a simp for her slkdjf #☾ ` you start shooting one day and deal with the pain ; nathan scott answered .#story1ines

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story1ines · 9 months ago

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brooke didn't even want to imagine what peyton was going to think. especially since the two were always fighting lately. whether it be about peyton's feelings for lucas or just her random mood swings. brooke couldn't handle another fight and that was why she was going to make sure nathan kept his mouth shut. not that it would matter anyway because they were broken up. and neither time were lucas and brooke broken up when peyton hooked up with him. and it's not like nathan and brooke even liked each other. they were both really drunk one night and it happened. finally he decided to open the door and it felt forever since brooke had been knocking. she was in no mood to deal with his jokes right now especially since they weren't even funny. ❝ nathan, that isn't funny. we need to talk. you're alone, right? ❞ brooke quickly made her way inside without waiting for nathan to invite her in. she turned around to look at him, waiting for him to close the door. ❝ you know that thing that happened between the two of us, it didn't. you can't repeat it. and you can't tell peyton. especially not peyton because she would freak out and i don't want to deal with another pmsing episode. ❞ if she was being honest, she was happy that it had happened. she always liked nathan but never thought anything of it because he was either with peyton or with other random cheerleaders.

this wasn't something that should've happened. especially even if the two were broken up. the two being him and peyton. they were on again and off again. so many times. he couldn't even really remember how many times more they were on again than off. but this was brooke davis. she was peyton's best friend. as of right now, nathan had no plans of telling peyton anything. with seeing how close the two were he didn't want for that to cause a fight between the two, he knew it would. because he knew the way his ex would react to this situation. there was always something about brooke that had intrigued him. there was no denying that and he didn't want to. nathan stepped over towards the front door when he had heard the sudden loud banging over and over again. he wondered who it could've possibly been now and just as he had turned the doorknob he opened the door to see brooke standing right in front of him. ❛❛ oh. so you miss me already or something? is that why you're here? ❜❜ he responded teasingly at first while curious to the reasoning behind her visit. with that consistent banging she was doing, it couldn't of been for a good reason.

#* ( 𝓈 ) ▌ 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ★ BROOKE DAVIS.#lavishresilience

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On This Cold December Night

Title and chapter inspired the song “My Song For You” by Bridgit Mendler and Shane Harper.

Summary: Christmas looks a bit different this year for Aurora.

Disclaimer: This story is fictitious. All works are written by me and only posted here. Please do not copy, repost, or plagiarize on any other platform without my permission!

Warnings: Mild language? Mentions of a car accident? A bit of angst and fluff!

Wordcount: 8.2k

A/N: We have a Christmas chapter for once! These chapters get longer and longer every time I write a new one, so I hope you enjoy it! Made the moodboard myself! Like usual, timeline and ages are changed to fit the story, not the movies. Some of these storylines/backgrounds are based on what I write or imagine for my Top Gun DR. Thanks to my beta reader and editor @reginleight for putting up with this long chapter!

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Aurora always adored Christmas at the Bradshaw’s. Not only did she get to spend time with her family, but also the snow. She loves San Diego, but there was always something about the cold and snow in Virginia that she loved just a bit more, especially it being Christmas. But this year was a bit different.

She was glad that Christmas break was here, but she was not looking forward to going to Virginia for once. She didn’t want to have to tell Bradley about her semester, when he himself was already having a great last year of high school. She especially did not want to tell her dad what had gone down either. This year, they were meeting him in Virginia as he had just gotten back from another deployment and took time off to spend Christmas with them. Her mom and stepfather were staying in San Diego as they had baby Amelia to take care of, the little girl having already turned three. With that being the case, the two wouldn’t be able to make the flight this year to Virginia with the twins. That and the fact that their dad and stepfather did not get along.

While packing for the trip that she and her brother would soon be leaving to the airport for, Aurora’s mother steps into the twins' shared room. Her brother, Peyton had already packed and was hanging out with his friends before they were to leave.

“Almost done packing?” Penny asks from the door frame.

“Yeah, almost,” Aurora replies, stacking the last few items in her suitcase, before moving onto her backpack for the smaller stuff. While her daughter continues packing, Penny surveys the room a little, her eyes landing on a particular corner when she spots the broken fragments of a picture frame.

“You know, it may have been better to just throw the frame out rather than leaving the broken pieces for someone else to clean up in here,” Penny says, moving into the room to go pick up said pieces.

“What, is that supposed to be a metaphor or something?”

Penny sighs and throws the frame in the trash.

“Look, I get your upset and I get how you feel,” Penny empathizes, coming closer to Aurora. “But going to the Bradshaws will make you feel a lot better. And soon you’ll forget all about what happened and come back feeling better, and be stronger from it.”

“Yeah because hanging out with Bradley and his new girlfriend will be so fun,” Aurora replies sarcastically, throwing her laptop in her bag along with the charging cable.

“Apparently they broke up,” Penny shrugs, recounting what she’d been told “She wants to go to college without a boyfriend so she broke up with Bradley before Christmas so she wouldn’t have to wait until graduation. Carole said he was heartbroken but he cheered up when he heard you were going over there for Christmas.”

Aurora was silent as she sat on her bed.

“And at least now you’ll be able to see and talk to him.”

“Yeah well that makes one of us, because he hasn’t been my friend in a long time ever since he met precious Dakota.”

“You and I both know that’s not true.”

“Tell that to all the empty letters and the short phone calls he’s made to me. Every call or letter he wouldn’t stop going on and on about her and how she was the most perfect girl for him.”

“Rory...”

“No, I'm tired of talking about Bradley,” Aurora sighs. “I just want to get this trip over with and spend time with Peyton and dad.”

Penny sits on the bed next to her daughter and hugs her from the side. It’s enough to make one, solitary tear escape from Aurora’s glassy eyes before she could furiously brush it away.

“I’m sorry we can’t spend Christmas together.” Penny speaks, momentarily after seeing Aurora fighting to keep tears at bay. She felt guilty for not being there for her daughter as much as she should be.

“Mom, it’s okay. You definitely made up for it with the ukulele you brought me and the new journal, trust me.

“That doesn't mean I don’t feel guilty.”

“And you shouldn’t have to.”

“But I do.” Penny turns to face her daughter. “Ever since we’ve had Amelia, I feel like I haven’t been involved with your life when I should be.”

“It’s okay. I understand. Peyton even understands. I’m just glad we got to do a small Christmas dinner last night. And got to open our gifts.” Aurora turns to her mom and smiles at her brightly. Penny laughs and pauses to take a look at her daughter.

“You know every time you laugh and smile, you remind me so much of your dad.”

Aurora pauses at the sentence. “Is that a good thing?”

“It’s a wonderful thing,” Penny reassures her daughter. “That just means you are more and more like your father, which can be a scary thing, but you have the best qualities of him.”

“Like?”

“Like how strong you are, how you’re able to go through problems and either fix it or fight your way through it. A bit stubborn but I think you get that from both of us,” Penny admits.

They laugh and soon Aurora looks at her clock and realizes that she and her brother were leaving soon.

“I have to finish packing mom.”

“I know. I just wanted to come in and see if you needed anything. I’m glad we talked a bit before you leave,” Penny smiles, fondly pushing back some of Aurora’s hair.

“Yeah me too,” Aurora says, returning the smile.

“When you come back, we’ll go out shopping and we can talk more, okay? Just a girl’s day. Me and you.”

“That sounds great, mom. Thank you.”

Penny gets up to leave, but she pauses at the doorway. She turns to look back at Aurora with one last thing to say.

“Just when you see Bradley, hear him out first before shutting him down. You know he wouldn’t mean to hurt you.”

Aurora pauses at her words.

“We’ll see mom. We’ll see.”

—

When Aurora and Peyton had touched down in Norfolk airport, their dad greeted them with a big hug, and soon they were in the car, on the way to the Bradshaw’s. Peyton sat up front with their dad, talking about school, while Aurora sat in the back, looking out the window with her headphones on. Maverick throughout the trip tried to include her in it, but only got one word answers or was ignored. He knew something was wrong but didn't want to push her. He didn’t know about anything that happened at school, but Aurora knew she would have to talk to him soon before Penny said anything to him. They arrived at the Bradshaw’s in a manner of time, and as soon as Maverick put his car in park, Goose and Carole were already outside on the porch waiting for them.

“Uncle Goose!” cries out Peyton as he rushed into Goose’s awaiting arms.

“Oh my gosh, Pey you’ve grown tall! Unlike your father.” Goose jabs at Maverick. Peyton was already past Maverick’s height, 5 feet and 9 inches.

“Hey, I’ll have you know my height is just fine.”

“That’s what old men say nowadays ‘ey?”

Maverick and Goose start a bit of a shoving match while Peyton hugs Carole and Aurora just now getting out of the car. Her face is neutrally void of any emotion.

“Hey, little star!” Goose spots her. Uncle Goose had given her the nickname ‘little star’ in reference to her namesake, the Aurora Borealis. He started calling her that ever since he realized how much she loved stargazing and constellations.

“Come give your uncle a hug, or do you think you're too cool for me? Because I’ll have you know I’m very cool!”

“That’s what old men say nowadays ‘ey?” Maverick retorts back at Goose. Goose sticks out his tongue while Aurora slightly chuckles as she goes to hug her Uncle Goose.

“Don’t worry, we love you even if you are short, your dad on the other hand,” Goose whispers in her ear, Aurora biting back a smile. Aurora was not gifted with height like her father, as she stood at 5 feet exactly.

Goose gave her an extra squeeze before she went to hug Carole.

“Are you alright, angel?” Carole whispers in her ear. Aurora just nods and steps out of her arms, following along as they all begin to head inside the house.

“So where’s Bradley? It’s not like him to miss the twins’ homecoming?” Maverick asks as the twins come back into the kitchen after putting luggage away, now having separate rooms since they were older. Bradley was not one to be late with his best friends coming back to the East Coast, let alone not be there to greet them.

“Oh he went to go see his girlfriend, well I guess ex. He went to try and win her back. Emphasis on try,” Goose says rolling his eyes, showing obvious signs that Goose did not like this girl.

“But not without leaving homecoming presents for you two!” Carole exclaims excitedly gesturing to the items that were set behind her.

On the table was another Lego set for Peyton, one in which he was hunting for and didn’t have, and a flower bouquet. Carole explained that Bradley told them that these weren’t their actual Christmas gifts but wanted to give them something like he normally does when they’d visit. Unlike the usual tradition, however, he wasn’t there to give them in person this time. Peyton immediately goes over to pick up the Lego set and is rambling on about the set while Aurora approaches the table to look at the bouquet of flowers.

They were red roses and white tulips. They stood out and made the room shine brighter with its Christmas colors, but Aurora knew what they meant. Forgiveness. Aurora and Bradley knew the different meanings of flowers, thanks to Carole who tells them all about it. White tulips to make amends with someone who is important to you, red roses to help express affection of said amends and forgiveness. There was a note on it simply saying “Sorry I wasn’t there to greet you. Had important things to do.” It causes Aurora to roll her eyes and scoff at the note and flowers, walking out of the kitchen in a huff. Everyone turns just in time to see her leave.

“What’s wrong with her? She usually loves the flowers Bradley gives her.” Carole asks, concerned.

“Maybe she’s allergic to flowers now.”

Carole smacks Goose on the head for his antics.

“She’s been like that for a while.” Peyton responds, not looking in anyone’s eyes as he pretends to be interested in a scuff mark on the table he was sitting at.

“Why?” Mav says, concerned for his daughter.

“She wants to tell you. So I’m not saying anything.”

“Is this about the fight that happened in school?

“A fight?” Both Carole and Goose said in unison.

“I’m not saying anything until you talk to her. I’ve learned that Aurora will say something when she wants to. Right now. It’s best to leave her alone.”

—

Aurora sits on the front porch swing watching the snow fall slowly to the ground. She had so much emotions pent up inside her. She was angry at Bradley, upset with everything that had happened at school. Sad she’s not at home with her mom and sister. But she was also happy that she was in Virginia to spend time with her brother, father, aunt and uncle. She knew she had a lot of emotions trapped in her. But most of all, she felt numb. It was hard to describe the feeling, that she felt so many emotions that it left her numb. Her face said it all, ice cold. If her Uncle Ice saw her expression, he would say she looked like him.

She had her headphones in as she was listening to music and watching the snow fall to the ground until she saw a car approach the Bradshaw’s driveway. She knew whose car it was. The one person she absolutely did not want to see.

After parking, Bradley had gotten out of the car heading towards the house, face down as he was distracted with his phone. Aurora could see he had grown almost the same height as his dad. His hair was a bit shaggy, but wasn’t too long. He was a bit more built, she knew that was probably due to baseball training. As much as she wanted to run up and hug him, she just couldn’t. So instead, she opted for waiting, watching what his next steps would be.

His shoes finally hitting the steps leading up to the house, Bradley did eventually look up, face lighting up noticing his best friend on the swing.

“Well hey there princess!” Bradley brightly greets as he approaches her, arms open wide expecting her to get up and hug him. She looks at him and gets up, taking the headphones out of her ear. She walks to him, but then passes by him to reach the front door and go inside the house, closing it and leaving Bradley standing in shock. Did his best friend just act like he didn’t exist? She didn’t even hug him or even say hi. She just got up and left?

Bradley, who was still frozen in shock at what had happened, finally rushes into the house to look for her.

“Hey Rory!” Bradley calls. He spies her walking up the stairs to go to her room, he was about to go after her until a head peeks out from the kitchen.

“Oh, good! You’re home Brad Brad!” Goose cries out. “Come say hi to Peyton and Mav.” Bradley looks at his dad, then looks back to the stairs. Goose shakes his head and gestures to the kitchen silently telling him to get his butt in the kitchen and not to run after Aurora. Bradley sighs and walks into the kitchen, knowing he’ll be trying to talk to her later.

—

A few hours later, Aurora peaks out her door. It was getting close to dinner time, but she knew she still had another hour or so until then. Bradley had come to her door multiple times during the course of that time knocking, pleading with her to let him in so they could talk, thinking that the only reason Aurora was mad at him was because he wasn’t there to greet them. Little did he know that was the least of his worries. He kept trying to get her to open the door, but Aurora put her headphones in and just ignored him while she was reading her book. After some time passed, Bradley grew tired and instead hung out with Peyton. Aurora, after hearing the knocks had stopped, realized this might be the best time to go talk to her dad since she knew he was probably working on something in the garage. So in a swift manner Aurora came out of her room and quickly ran to the garage before anyone could see her.

“Oh hey little star,” A voice calls out as she enters the garage. She looks and sees not her father, but her Uncle Goose.

“Oh, sorry Uncle Goose. I thought dad was in here.”

“Nah, he went on a shopping run for your Auntie Carole. He said something to piss her off again and now he gets to pay the price.” Goose says to which Aurora laughs softly at.

“Oh well. Sorry to bother you, I’ll just head back-“

“Well wait a minute, come sit. Let me just finish this up and I’ll be yours in a bit.” He says with a wink and gestures to the couch that was set in the corner of his garage. Aurora tries to protest but is given a look that tells her that she shouldn’t argue with him.

She sighs and goes towards the area. The couch was set up next to two sofa chairs with a sort of memorabilia wall set up behind it. It was similar to something she’d seen back at her father’s apartment, a little living space he’d rented for when he was staying in San Diego. Her dad usually either stays there or at the Bradshaw’s when he’s not on deployment.

A wall covered with pictures, patches, and awards. She looks through it and easily spots a photo with the graduating Top Gun class of 1986, easily able to pick out her dad, uncle, and even her honorary Uncle Ice. Aurora lightly brushes the photo before looking at the rest on the wall.

She spots her dad in a lot of photos, as well as Carole and Bradley, but there was one photo that stuck out in general that she had to take into her hands in order to see the full picture. It was a photo of her and Bradley when they first met, they were hand in hand and sat on top of a piano. Aurora vaguely remembers the moment she met her best friend and smiles at the photo until she remembers that she’s mad at him and puts the photo back in its spot before scoffing at it.

Moving on from that photo and looking around more she sees a photo of her uncle and aunt, so happy and in love. Carole had tears in her eyes while Goose was holding her tightly as if letting go of her would make her disappear. They were looking into each other’s eyes, foreheads pressed together. She takes that photo into her hand and smiles at it.

“That photo was taken by your father.” Goose speaks up as Aurora turns around at the sound behind her. “It was the day I came back from my last deployment. Right before I hung up my wings.”

Goose approaches the couch and sits as Aurora looks at Goose.

“Do you ever regret not going back?” she timidly asks. Goose thinks for the right words before answering her.

“I miss flying with your dad. Heck I’m sure your dad says the same thing. I loved flying with him even though he got us in trouble a lot.” Aurora laughs at the thought of what chaos her father must’ve dragged her uncle into with him.

“But as much as I loved flying with your dad, I needed to come home to your aunt and Bradley.”

Gazing fondly at the photo held in Aurora’s hand, Goose’s smile was a little strained with his next words.

“We already had a scare before graduating Top Gun, and after that last deployment, I couldn’t leave them alone. You sacrifice a few things to get things right, but I don’t ever regret giving up my wings. Because I would do it over and over again in order to live my life with the family and watch you all grow up.”

Aurora thinks and sighs before putting the photo back in its place, coming over to sit beside her uncle.

“Alright little Mav. Talk to me.” Goose teasingly says.

Aurora pauses for a moment before admitting “I don’t know where to start.”

“Well then, let’s start at the beginning.”

With a deep breath, Aurora began talking about school and what had gone down. How what was supposed to be a great first year of high school, turned out to be one of the worst semesters she’s had. Her friends that she made in high school all turned out to be fake and were talking behind her back.

Her so-called junior boyfriend was only dating her because there was a bet going on saying that no one could get Aurora to go on a date. Also the fact that he was sleeping with her so-called best friend behind her back. Aurora was mad at not just the situation, but herself. She couldn’t believe that she had let herself be fooled the way she was. Her brother had gotten into a fight with her ex, but thankfully did not get into so much trouble since he was provoked, only having to serve detention.

As Aurora rambles, there are a few faces that Goose makes, showing he is listening to what was being said. He would add a few funny comments to lighten the mood such as “What an ass!” and “Hell yeah, way to go Peyton!” but other than that he would listen to her.

“So yeah. Now I’m here. Spending the holidays here, wondering how the hell I’m gonna survive the next few years of high school.” Aurora sighs. Goose looks at her as she finishes her story. Aurora could feel his gaze on her as Goose hadn’t said another word since his last comment of ‘Mav and I should go to the school and threaten to kick their butts’ to which Aurora shut it down right away.

“What Uncle Goose?”

“I’m sorry Aurrie. I know the first year of high school sucks, but it will get better.”

“You wanna know what sucks more? Having your best friend cut you out and not even talk to you because he's busy with his girlfriend.”

“More like ex.” Goose retorts back.

“Still! I’ve known him since I was four, Uncle Goose and he just pretends as if he didn’t just ignore me when I needed him the most!” Exasperated, Aurora tosses her hands up recounting the events of what had happened with him. “He hung up on me when I tried to talk to him on the phone because he was getting ready to hang out with her.”

Goose sighs. “I honestly don’t know what’s going on with him. Carole and I raised him better than that.”

“I know, Uncle Goose, you both did good. It’s just,” she pauses. “I miss my best friend. It really hurts that he’s pushing me away”

“Yeah I know kiddo.”

Aurora then thinks about something.

“How do you do it Uncle Goose?”

“Do what?”

“You and Auntie Carole? You two fight but you always find a way back to each other. You don’t push each other away, and even if you try, you both are always there for each other.”

He didn’t know which situation Aurora was referencing. Her breakup or Bradley.

“Ha, yeah your dad always said your Auntie and I are like soulmates.” He smiles at the thought of his wife.

“What do you believe are soulmates, Uncle Goose?”

Goose looks at Aurora who looks at him thoughtfully.

“I think a soulmate is someone you can be yourself around. Someone you can take comfort in and someone you can tell anything to,” Goose tells her sincerely. “They know you better than you could ever know yourself. Someone who accepts you for who you are. And despite some of their qualities, you’ll love them for who they are in return.”

Aurora then asks. “Do you think I’ll ever find my soulmate, Uncle Goose?”

He chuckles at her question. He kisses her forehead. “Of course, everyone has a soulmate. Romantic or platonic, everyone has that special someone.” Even though in his mind he knew Aurora had already found her romantic soulmate.

“What about mom and dad? Are they romantic or platonic soulmates?” she questions.

“Well their situation is a bit different. But I think it’s just a matter of the right person, wrong timing.”

“So you think they’ll ever get back together?”

Goose cackles. “Oh hon, I got a bet with your Uncle Ice and Auntie Carole about it! They best better in a few years.”

Aurora and Goose giggles as Maverick comes back in the garage from running his errands for Carole. He sees his daughter and best friend giggling away on the couch and he smiles knowing she found comfort in his best friend.

“What’s going on in here?” Maverick speaks up as Goose and Aurora looks at him.

Looking away from Maverick and at each other they grinned.“Nothing,” they reply simultaneously, breaking out into even more giggling.

Maverick shakes his head and squeezes himself between them.

“So, you wanna tell me what’s going on?” Maverick asks his daughter. Aurora then goes on to tell Maverick about what she told Goose, besides the conversation about soulmates. Before Maverick could say anything she tells him that he didn’t have to say anything since she felt better after talking with Goose.

Maverick smiles, gives her a kiss on the forehead and tells her to get ready for dinner. She smiles and gets up from the couch heading towards the door. As she reaches the doorway she pauses and turns to look at uncle Goose and her dad.

“Thanks for the talk, Uncle Goose. And thanks dad for understanding.”

“Anytime kiddo.” Goose smiles with a wink. She turns to run back into the safety of her room.

Maverick sighs.

“What’s with the sigh Mav?” Goose’s brow arches questioningly.

“Nothing. I just can’t believe she’s so grown up. Had a boyfriend and first heartbreak in just a couple of months. And I wasn’t there,” Scrubbing a hand down his face, Maverick’s gaze was still on the door where Aurora had just left through.

“You know you would be if you could.”

“I know Goose.”

They revel in silence for a bit until Goose speaks up and says, “Ya know she asked about soulmates?”

“Really? What was she referencing? Her breakup or her fight with Bradley?”

“Beats me. But I just hope they make up soon.”

“Yeah it’d be a real shame if you lost the bet between her and Bradley.”

“Jokes on you old man. They call me Cupid for a reason.”

“No they call you Goose because you quack a lot of nonsense,” Maverick snorts.

“That’s it. Bring it on Mav, I can’t wait to take out a short pancake.”

“Why do you always bring up my height?!”

Maverick and Goose jokingly wrestle on the couch as Carole walks in to tell them dinner was ready. She shakes her head and sighs. “Men.”

—

Bradley and Aurora barely spoke throughout the break. Bradley knew to give her space as soon as she didn’t speak to him for dinner that night, and it didn’t stop at dinner either. She didn’t speak to him most of the time she was at the house, mostly spending time with Auntie Carole in the kitchen, or at the floral shop. And when she was at the house, she hung out with her brother until Bradley came along then ran to the garage where Uncle Goose and Maverick were.

Maverick even took the twins to an airstrip, where they got to ride in a plane with their dad. They’ve been in a plane before with their dad behind the wheel, but he got to show them the ins and outs of the plane, as well as helping them learn landing and taking off procedures, something that they loved to learn when they were little. They had definitely gotten their love for aviation from their father.

In all honesty, Bradley felt like he was going nuts not talking to her, but he knew he was also going to have to talk to her soon. It was the night of Christmas Eve. Nobody had wanted a big party and instead they had all opted for family time at the house for spending Christmas. The adults were still talking at the dining table while Peyton was on the phone with his friend in his room.

Bradley took this as an opportunity to approach Aurora, who was out on the porch with her ukelele and her journal that her mom and stepfather gave her. With a single red rose in hand, he went outside to the porch dressed in his Christmas sweater and jeans. It was pretty cold outside, but the Bradshaw’s installed a small outdoor heater above the porch swing so he knew he didn’t have to bring out his winter coat. And so, when he stepped out onto the porch immediately he saw her.

Aurora also had a red sweater and leggings on. Her hair was in a braid in order to prevent any strands from getting caught in the instrument. She had a blanket over her legs, ukulele in hand strumming a pattern of chords. She was humming along until she’d pause, set the instrument down and jot something into her journal. She didn’t need to look up to know who had stepped onto the porch.

“So you gonna stand there and look dumb staring at me or are you going to sit down and actually say something?” Aurora spoke up, breaking Bradley out of his trance from staring at her. He takes a breath and walks up to Aurora and sits next to her as she makes room. She still had yet to look up into his eyes.

“Look, I’m sorry I wasn’t here to greet you when you came. I got busy with Dakota and I wanted to see if I could get her back.”

She sharply inhales.“Bradley, do you honestly think I was mad about just that?!”

“Is that not what you’re mad about?”

“Are you shitting me?” Aurora looks at him with a bewildered look on her face.

“Is that rhetorical? And when have you started cussing?”

“Gosh Bradley! If you had at least picked up the phone, you’d know that I’m mad because you’ve been ignoring me for 2 months!” Aurora exclaims.

“Yeah well, we’ve both been busy,” he states simply.

“Pushing me away was the worst thing you could do! If you had picked up the phone you’d know about my breakup and Peyton’s fight.”

Bradley looks at her while tears run down her face and she quickly wipes it away.

“Shit, I’m sorry Rory.” Bradley sets down the rose on the table in front of them as he turns to her.

“Yeah, well so am I. Gosh I’m so mad at you! You and not telling me things anymore, B. We’re supposed to be best friends.”

“We are best friends, I am still your best friend.” Bradley pleads.

“Really?! So you were gonna tell me about your car accident?! Or was that something you were gonna withhold too?” Aurora looks at Bradley making eye contact with him for the first time in a while. Bradley becomes silent and Aurora scoffs at his response.

“Yeah that’s what I thought.”

“How did you-“

“Did you really think I wouldn’t hear my mom and Auntie Carole not talk about it the night of?” Aurora questions him, baffled. “Mom thought Peyton and I were asleep when in reality we were sitting on the steps of the stairs trying not to cry about your car accident. Mom had to end the call because we were crying so hard since we thought we were gonna lose you.”

Bradley and Aurora sat in silence looking away from each other, watching the snow fall.

“Were you ever gonna tell me?” Aurora speaks up after a few seconds go by.

“Eventually.”

“Really?”

“I don’t know.”

“Damnit Bradley this is what I’m talking about! What happened to us?” she cried out.

“I’m sorry Aurie.”

She sighs and looks at Bradley as he turns back to look at her. She can see the scars on his face and neck, remnants from the accident. Bringing her hand up from her lap, her fingers lightly traced over each scar, Bradley staring into her eyes as she did so.

“Does it hurt?”

“Not anymore.” She cups his face, caressing the raised skin. Her eyes filled with tears and Bradley panics thinking he made her cry again.

“I was so afraid I was gonna lose you B,” she whispers softly.

“Oh, darling.” He brings her into a hug and she hugs him back tightly, arms wounding around his neck.

“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Promise?”

“I promise princess. I’m so sorry, I’ll do better to tell you everything from now on.”

Bradley holds onto her as if she was his lifeline. He focuses on his best friend, the girl who always had his heart, even if she didn’t know it as she cries holding on to him, making up for lost time from fighting and accepts his apology. They hold each other for a long time after that, as Aurora’s breathing slows and stops crying. It’s only after calming down does she then realize about the rose Bradley left on the table.

“Is that for me?”she says as they break from the hug and she picks up the flower.

Bradley blushes and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.“Well I couldn’t really come out and not give you a flower since I wasn’t here when I gave you that bouquet.”

She laughs and leans on him, flower in hand. He kisses her forehead as they both sit and watch the snow fall, wrapped in each other’s arms, probably the most relaxed in each other’s presence since this break had started.

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Christmas morning came and the Bradshaws, Maverick, and the twins were sitting in the living room next to the Christmas tree, all wearing matching Christmas sweaters. Everyone in the house had also called who they needed, to greet whoever a Merry Christmas, from Penny to their Uncle Ice, and even Maverick’s and Goose’s old Top Gun instructor Viper, who they kept in constant contact with.

It was a perfect picture of Christmas morning, hot chocolate or coffee in hand, the kids sat on the floor while the parents watched them open their presents, and the fireplace was lit (after Maverick and Goose argued about who could light the fireplace, so Bradley and Peyton shoved their dads to the side and lit it themselves). Aurora opened her gifts and had already gotten an old polaroid camera from Goose, a fluffy blanket from Carole, a new phone from her dad, and a mug from Peyton that said “You’re a great twin sister…I guess” which was something he made from his pottery class at school.

Peyton loved his gifts that he had gotten which was a new Lego set (Goose), cellphone (Maverick), beanie (Carole), a bracelet that said “Twins Forever” (Aurora) and new basketball shoes (Bradley) that he was already up and getting another drink refill while the adults were already talking about the gifts they had gotten each other.

Bradley and Aurora look at each other with smirks, grabbing their presents that they got for each other. Bradley stands up and walks to sit next to Aurora.

Aurora smiles.

“You open your gift first, B!” she gives him a wink, prompting him to start unwrapping his gift, and gasping as soon as he sees it.

The first gift was a picture frame that contained three photos. One was the first photo they both ever took together, on top of a piano, hand in hand at four and eight years old. The other photo was of the twins and Bradley during the summer. Goose had taken a photo of the trio when they were racing each other on bikes laughing so hard, you can almost hear it from the photo. And the last one was another photo of the trio, from last summer when they were sitting on the porch, another photo Goose had taken when they were stargazing. Under the photo frame was a small box, Bradley opened it and it was a necklace. It had a plane pendant on the chain, and engraved on the side was “Always Flying Home” with the trio’s initials next to it. BAP. She knew Bradley would soon want to join the Navy soon and follow his dad’s footsteps. Bradley looks at her in awe.

“So do you like it, or are you looking at it like that because it’s super ugly?”

Bradley laughs and gives her a big hug.

“I love it, Aurie! Like a lot. I’m not taking this off.” He says as he releases her from the hug. Goose, Carole and Maverick break the moment, wanting to see the gifts. Bradley passes it around to have the adults get a good look at it as Aurora proceeds to open her gift from Bradley.

Peyton then comes back from refilling his drink just as she unwrapped her gift. The first one being a stuffed toy of a bunny. It was white, pink, and fluffy causing her to laugh in delight. Bradley was going on about how a bunny suits her personality and knew it was one of her favorite animals, with her favorite colors. She shakes her head in laughter and smiles at him.

“I’m gonna keep this forever!” She exclaims. Everyone in the room laughs as she opens her last gift. She opens it and reveals a box. Aurora looks at it, then looks back at Bradley.

“I swear if this is another paper wind up butterfly or a ring pop again B, I swear to -”

“Oh my gosh just open it!” Peyton exclaims, excited to see her sister’s reaction. She looks at her brother, suspicious of him as well.

She slowly opens the box, arms extended from her body, scared that something would come out, but nothing did. The adults laugh at her antics as she then peaks in the box and gasps. It was a beautiful silver charm bracelet.

“Everyone added a charm on it and engraved their initials on each charm, so you have a piece of everyone whenever you need us,” Bradley explains as he helps Aurora remove it from the box.

Carole said she chose the sunflower one, whereas Goose chose a goose charm since Maverick took the plane charm. Bradley said even Penny chose one for her, and that she picked the star charm.

“I chose one that had two hearts intertwined on it!” Peyton exclaims, proud of the charm he chose as he gave her a side hug.

Bradley helps Aurora put on the bracelet as she spies Bradley’s charm. He had added two. One was a princess crown and right next to it was a sword. Bradley looks into her eyes and grins at her.

“I figured that the princess should have her knight right next to her,” he says, still holding her hand.

Aurora blushes while Peyton groans and gags on the other side of her. She ignores him in favor of throwing her arms around her best friend. Bradley laughs and hugs her back. A flash goes off causing them to break their hug and look around to see Goose taking a photo of the moment, Peyton gagging in the photo and all. Bradley then takes Aurora’s hand again and kisses it, as Peyton was still acting up and the adults were laughing at his antics, not looking at the duo.

“I love it, B. I don’t think I’ll ever take it off,” she says as she brings her wrist up to examine the bracelet closer. Bradley glances at her and grins.

The excitement soon dies down as they start cleaning with the music record playing in the background. Bradley and Peyton go to collect the wrapping paper from the floor while the men set up the projector for their Christmas movie day, of course bantering on who gets to do what, as they normally do whenever they are paired together for any job together. Aurora goes to the kitchen to assist Carole in helping set up lunch. Aurora then looks out the window and sees that the snow had finally settled and turns to her aunt.

“I’m gonna go and get some air real quick!” she tells her, as she rushes out the kitchen and to the front door.

“Don’t forget a coat or turn on the porch heater!” Carole yells from the kitchen. Aurora rushes past Bradley and Peyton as they finish picking up the trash.

“C’mon let’s go make snow angels!” as she grabs her coat from the coat rack and runs out the door.

“What are we, 5?” Peyton yells after her.

“Mav, let’s go!” Goose exclaims from behind the two, hand on the back of the man whose name he just called out, and drags him towards the front door.

“No, but apparently he is,” Bradley mutters to Peyton. They snicker as they grab their coats and follow the three that went out the door.

Aurora was already making a snow angel, back on the ground and waving her arms as if she were doing jumping jacks. Goose was right beside her as Maverick was staring out from the porch, shaking his head at his best friend’s and daughter’s antics. The duo laugh at the sight in front of them and follow their lead and start to make snow angels as well, Peyton laying next to Aurora, and Bradley next to his dad. They start laughing while Maverick sighs at them, for once not being the irresponsible one in this situation. Carole comes out with Goose’s camera in hand and takes a photo of the scene in front of her.

Peyton then gets the bright idea to start a snowball fight, then all hell breaks loose. No one was safe as snow balls started flying left and right. Even Carole and Maverick had joined in after Carole had put the camera in a safe corner to record the moment. Because in this instant, if you can’t beat them, you might as well join them. There were no teams, it was just a flurry of snow flying everywhere.

Maverick then lifts up his daughter after she smashes snow on top of her dad’s head while he was kneeling to make a snowball causing her to scream in delight and laughs as he throws her softly into a pile of snow. Peyton then joins in, jumping onto Maverick’s back, but because he wasn’t expecting the weight, they both tumble onto the ground, next to Aurora.

The Bradshaws have their family moment as Carole and Bradley team up and take down Goose, ending up right next to Maverick and the twins also in the same manner. They all look at each other and laughed so hard, their stomachs and sides were hurting. With their adrenaline from the fight dying down, the cold and wet had begun setting in through their clothes causing them all to finally call a truce and head back inside before anyone could end up sick.

As they walk into the house, Carole and Goose first, Maverick, Peyton, with Bradley and Aurora still on the porch straggling behind them whispering and shoving each other, Peyton stops in his place.

He exclaims out “Wait, Uncle, Auntie! You have to kiss.”

They all pause their conversation and turn to look at Peyton. He gives them a look and points to the doorway that they all just passed through, and the doorway Bradley and Aurora were about to go through. Hanging on the doorway was mistletoe, all in its glory. The adults look at each other with confusion.

“Who hung that up?” Carole asks, curious.

“Maybe Santa.”

Maverick smacks Goose’s arm. Peyton looks at the adults.

“You have to kiss, it’s like the mistletoe law.”

Carole and Goose chuckle as Goose dips his wife down for a kiss. Maverick rolls his eyes, and looks at the duo who have yet to cross the doorway.

“No.”

“I didn’t even say anything.” Peyton exclaims

“Not you, them,” Maverick points at Bradley and Aurora. Both were blushing, either from the mistletoe or the cold.

“What do you want us to do then? Stay outside for the rest of the night?” Aurora sarcastically replies.

“You can cross the doorway, but no kissing.” Maverick states.

“But it’s the law!” Peyton exclaims.

“Screw the law, they’re not kissing!” Carole and Goose laugh at Maverick’s protectiveness towards his daughter and Bradley.

Bradley sighs and comes up with another idea.

“We can go through the back door while you get the mistletoe down, how’s that Uncle Mav?”

Maverick thinks about it. “Fine, but no funny business.” He gives them a threatening look.

The duo roll their eyes as they make their way to the backdoor.

“Who do you think hung up the mistletoe?” Aurora asks Bradley.

“I don’t know, maybe dad? He would come up with that idea.”

Aurora giggles at his response, and soon they approach the back door until she looks up and groans.

“What?”

Aurora points at the doorway and Bradley glances to see another mistletoe hanging. Bradley laughs and puts his palms to his face.

“We could just take it down, we don’t have to obey the mistletoe law,” Aurora nervously speaks up as she walks up to the doorway and reaches up to grab the plant, but because she was short she was struggling quite a bit. She was so focused on getting the mistletoe down, not even seeing the look Bradley was giving her at that moment. A look that showed love and adoration.

Bradley then decides in that moment to not think, but to just do. He gently grabs Aurora by the waist from behind her causing her to gasp and spin around now finding herself in his arms. Instinctively, she found herself clutching onto his arms in response. Their eyes meet, and Bradley glances at Aurora’s lips, as she looks back at him nervously. Was she about to kiss her best friend? Her heart began beating so fast, she wasn’t sure it was beating at all because at this moment all she could think about was Bradley, who was waiting for her answer, afraid that she would push him away. Slowly, she brought herself to give him a slight nod, and with that he leaned down.

Aurora meets him halfway, as she gets up on her tiptoes and their lips finally meet. His lips were a bit chapped from the cold, but Aurora didn’t care because they were warm. Her arms slowly go up Bradley’s arms and she wounds them around his neck. Bradley leaves his left hand on her waist, and the other slides to her cheek, cupping it and giving her more butterflies in her stomach, if that were even possible.

It’s as if the world went still for the first time. Frozen in a snow globe, and just for that moment, Aurora felt love and compassion from Bradley in that one action. Bradley held on to her, believing it was a dream, and he didn’t want to let go.

They both slowly part after their kiss, their faces red, from both the cold and the lack of air. They look into each other’s eyes, and all Aurora could see was the hazel eyes that she grew up with, full of happiness and love. Bradley gazes into her dark eyes and for the first time in his life, he was speechless. They both laugh at the expression they were giving each other.

Kissing her cheek, he whispers into Aurora’s ear. “Merry Christmas princess.” Aurora practically glowing at those words.

“Merry Christmas, B.” The two then separate, giving each other another warm smile, and as Aurora goes to open the door, Bradley reaches up to take down the mistletoe and pockets it in his jacket, as if to hide the evidence of the moment, but also wanting to keep a memento.

Aurora and Bradley walk a few steps into the kitchen where the backdoor was connected, and spot Peyton sitting on the kitchen counter drinking from his mug. He was facing the back door with a smile on his face as he saw the two walk in. He jumps down from the counter, walking towards them.

He whispers to both of them and says “Don’t worry, they don't know. They think you two were talking again so I won’t say anything.”

He winks at them, as the two release a breath they didn’t realize they were holding. They follow Peyton back into the living room as they hang up their coats.

“C’mon you three, you’re gonna miss the movie!” Goose calls from his seat on the couch, while Carole is sitting next to him, and Maverick is sitting in a sofa chair that was next to it.

The three rush to their usual spot on the floor, set already with the floor cushion Carole leaves out for them, along with the food and drinks on the coffee table, also courtesy of their Auntie Carole. Aurora sits in the middle of the two and settles in watching the movie in front of them until they hear Peyton whisper at a volume only they can hear.

“By the way, mistletoe is very hard to find. You both are lucky Auntie Carole works at a flower shop.”

Bradley and Aurora freeze at his words and turn to look at Peyton who had a mischievous grin on his face. The trio laughs as Aurora winds her hand in Bradley’s and leans on her brother. Maybe this Christmas break wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be. She smiles at that and settles in her seat, ready to take what was coming because as long as she had her best friend and brother by her side, she felt prepared.

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