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heanv · 5 years ago

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genre: angst, romance, enemies to lovers! au, secret lovers! au

BASED ON A BOOK! “ Letters to the Lost” by Brigid Kemmerer

warnings: typos,mentions of death, car accident, cursing, smoking

words count: 8k.

song: lowkey by Niki

requested by: @deniiiloves

“Me too.”

Everythings was shaking.The words, the sheet of paper you were holding was shaking,your hands.Your eyes burned in the sight of the foreign handwritting.You closed them tightly and tried to take a deep breath.

Someone read your letter.

It’s been two days since you last came here on the cemetry.The letter should have been taken by the wind or animals.But now it is in your hands once again and not only this but someone felt the need to put on a comment.This was unacceptable.This was private.Between you and your mother.

It was a boy.You were absolutely sure.There were greasy fingertips on the edges and the handwritting was ugly.It radiated arrogance.How could he even think about it. To insert himself out of nowhere into your grief and to have the guts to claim that he knows how it feels. He does not. He doesn’t even have the slightest idea what kind of pain this is.

You showed up late for school, with reddened,running make up and shuddering breath.Again.It was late September, months after your mother’s death but your desparate tries to get yourself together weren’t so successful. After school you went there again.After all you weren’t in the mood for homework nor to go at home and lock yourself in your room.There was something different this time.You feel colder than usual.You feel exposed,too vulnerable.Every single thing you want to say could be seen,read,judged.So this time instead writting to her, you wrote to him.

‘‘Privacy is an illusion.

Obviously you know this,since you read my letter.It wasn’t addressed to you.It wasn’t for you.It had nothing to do with you.It was between me and my mother.

I know she is dead.I know she can’t read the letters.I know there is very little I can do to feel close to here anymore.

Now I don’t even have this.

Do you understand what you’ve taken from me?Do you even have an idea? What you wrote implies that you undestand what agony is.

I do not think you do’‘

This was the first weekend you didn’t go to the cemetry.But you are glad you did this morning because you found a letter.

“What is this?” asked Mina.

“A letter.”

She said no more because she ptobably thought it was for my mother.I let her think that.

“I don’t think you understand agony yourself.If you did, you wouldn’t have interfered with me.

Did you ever think that my words weren’t meant for you to read,either?

Are you getting crazier than you already think you are? When you read the letter for the first time this morning instead of crying, you found yourself getting angry and you wanted to punch this damn loser in the face.The silence was making you even more furious because it only caused you to overthink even more.

The bell rang.You needed to move, you didn’t want another detention.Mina escorted you to your class not asking why you suddenly looked worse than normal, which you deeply appreciated.Of course during classes you were just physically attenting.Nothing really sparked your interest anymore, you notes were messy and you didn’t even feel bad.After the teacher dissmised the class you wanted to exit the classroom as fast as you can and so you did.

You felt a sharp burn and let out a cry as the hot liquid makes contacted your skin and clothes.A cup of coffee has exploaded over you and unconsciously you fell on something solid and you see scuffed black boots.

Lee Donghyuck, with his shirt and jacket were soaked also with coffee,was “shinning” in front of you.The star quarterback that had got a criminal record and a frequent seat in detention.He’s tall,amazingly handsome but mean enought to keep all the girls away, and not only.He was simultaneously trying to help you up and pull you away from him.He looks at you with face with absolute derision and with his rough voice half whispers.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

You are definetely not afraid of him,who does he think he is?

“You ran into me”

“I wasn’t the one running” he takes a sharp move forward which causes a great intensity humiliating and horrible.

Okay, maybe you were afraid of him, a little.

“Lee Donghyuck.Late.Again” Mrs.Kim,my freshman biology teacher.

“I wasn’t late.She ran into me”

Mrs.Kim pursed her lips, looked at us,probably notice the coffee stains and sighed.

“No food is allowed outside the cafeteria-“

“Coffee isn’t food” interrupted Donghyuck.

“Mr.Lee I believe you know the way to the principal’s office”

“Yeah, I could draw you a map.” his voice sharpened and you start wondering if he is going to hit the teacher.” But as I sad this is not my fault”

Then he left the conversation,throwing the paper cup into the trash can.

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“You are right.

I shouldn’t have interfered with your grief.I’m sorry.This doesn’t mean you are right to read my letter and I still kind of hate you for that.I have been thinking about your “me too” and what it meant and whether your pain is anything like mine.

Not that it is any of my business.”

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It was Sunday afternoon and you were sitting in the sunlight for two hours.It’s a popular day at the cemetry and you’ve been watching mourners come and go all after noon while re-reading your answer.

“I’d say you are kind of dark but I’m writting to a girl who leaves letters in a cemetry, so I guess that’s given.

You said you were wondering if my pain was like yours and honestly I dont’t know.

You lost your mother and I haven’t lost mine.Don’t you think it’s funny how people say “lost” as if they are just misplaced?

My sister died four years ago.My father killed her.She was ten. People assume we spent her last days in a hospital surrounded by doctors but we didn’t even know they were her last days.

Cancer didn’t kill her.My father did.And I could have stopped it, but I didn’t.

My dad is in prison now, and my mum is married to a dumbass.’’

I’ve read the letter seventeen times and I read it one more.

“Me too”

He’s lost his sister. Four years ago. She was ten so now she’d be fourteen. Is the Letter Guy an older brother- or a younger one? Your conversations were too mature there is no way you were writting to a twelve-year-old.Just no way.

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“I’ve started a 35 notes to you and they all start with “I’m 17” and no more.

I sound like an idiot.I just don’t wanna loose it . I don’t even know you but I understand you.

And I feel like you understand me. And that’s what I like so much about it.”

I couldn’t believe I actually did write this.But what I couldn’t believe more was the response.

“I don’t wanna loose it either. But maybe we could take it digital, so we are not at the mercy of the elements?

I set up an anonymous accont

[email protected]

your move,Cemetry girl.”

Wow.

The moring breeze qas chilly, and it ruffled the paper.You read it again.

Wow.Wow. Suddenly you needed to move. You kissed your palm and slapped it to the gravestone.

“Sorry Mom,gotta go.”

From: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

To: The Dark <[email protected]>

Date: Wednesday,October 2 ; 7:17 AM

Subject: Going digital

The Dark? Don’t you think that’s kind of ghoulish?

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Mina was waiting for me while I was hopelessly seaching for one book of mine and that’s when I overheard the conversation of two girls next me.

“Do you know him?”

“Lee Donghyuck.Duh, who doesn’t?

“Is it true that he stole a car?”

“Yeah and not only he stole it but he ran it into an office building”

I did not heard the last asnwer and I honetly didn’t really have a choise because Hendery, a friend of Mina approached us.

“How are you girls doing?”

“We are fine, what about you?” Mina asked, while trying to hide her huge smile, failing miserably.

“Never been better.So...” he put his hands on his waist and gave me and Mina a glance “Are you two going to the homecoming tomorrow?”

Mina nudged me with her hip feeling my uncomfortable state.

“It doesn’t have to be a date. Just hanging out”

A dance? Now? Maybe it wasn’t that bad idea i neee some distraction.

“Sure”

“Really?” the both look at me,not believing what they heard. Honestly I didn’t beleive it either.

“Yeah,of course”

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From: The Dark <[email protected]>

To: Cemetery Girl <[email protected]>

Date: Wednesday,October 2 ; 8:16 AM

Subject: Ghoulish

We met by exchanging letter in a cemetry so I don’t think either of us is in position to call the other ghoulish.

Are you going to the Homecoming? I am. I know you probably don’t feel doing such a thing but I think that you deserve to feel something else beside grief, you deserve to have the normal life of a teenager.

You felt yourself blushing. He cared about you. And he was right, you felt guilty going to the Homecoming When you told your father that you were going, he looked like he was having a stroke and then he handed you his credit card and told you to get whatever you wanted. He seemed releived that you started opening up but you felt almost as if you are faking it.

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A blue-silver party factory exploaded in the school gym.Ballon bouquets hang everywhere,along with crepe-paper rosettes and streamers crisscrosedin every direction. It is so cheesy but secretly you really liked the way the tiny mirrors throw spots of light around the darkned gymnasium.

You haven’t seen Hendery yet, instead you were clinging to Mina. Then your eyes rake over the crowd. The Dark is here and he could be anyone.

“Are you looking for Hendery?” Mina leaned in close.

Not at all.

“Yes.Have you seen him yet?”

“No.Let’s go over by the food tables so he can find us.”

/ Wonder what I'll do when the cops come through/

Along the black wall,six long tables that have been set up were filled up various kind of snacks and bottled water. You picked up a cup of a punch and lifted it up to your lips,prepared to scan the crowd again. But you choke on the drink and almost cough it all over Donghyuck. I didn’t really expect him to comply with the dress code of the Homecoming, but he did. He was wearing a white shirt,khaki trousers, and blue-and-green-stripped tie. You did your best to get your heart rate under control.

“Stalker much?”

“Yeah” he says with his voice rough low and full of sarcasm. “ I’m stalking you at the food table” He moved to get past you.

“Looking to spike the punch?”

/ And the whiskey's run out/

That was a mistake and you realize it as soon as the words leave your mouth. You shoudn’t have said anything. Donghyuck looks like a dog ready to bite. With eyes made of ice he looked at you.

“No.” Then he moved past you again and walked away. You saw him how he gave a bottle of water to somebody, but it took you a moment to make out who it was.

It was Mark Lee, Donghyuck’s best and probably one friend. It was the first time for you to see him not wearing a hoodie and he is actually a very decent-looking guy.

‘‘ You guys look NICE” Hendery appeared all of a sudden.

“So do you” said Mina.

You spent some time trying to dance with Mina and Hendery but eventually you got tired and you didn’t wanted to ruin the fun the other two were having.

‘‘ I’m thirsty” you excused yourself.

You stepped off the dance floor and moved to the bleachers. There was a gap in the riser there,backed by the emergency doors.The lights didn’t reach there. You almost felt as if you are in a cave, all by yourself.

“ I don’t want to scare you” said a soft voice behind you and someone moved from the shadows. It was Mark Lee.

“It’s okay”.

Mark smiled softly at you and then you thought about it. If you had to compare Mark and Donghyuck, they’d be like white and black or day and night. You and Mark talked how was the night going and then you aked him if he had a date.

‘’ I don’t really date, I’m more like wingman’’ then he looked at the darkness behind him.

‘‘For who?’‘

‘‘No, for Hyuck.He’s outside,grabbing a cigarette.’‘

Then you heard steps.Donghyck freezed when he saw you and his eyes iced over again.

‘‘Stalker much?’‘

‘‘Hasn’t anyone ever told you that smoking will kill you?’‘ you told your cheeks not flush.

‘‘You are kidding. They should write that on the package.’‘

‘‘How can you be so mean?”

He’s closer suddenly you could smell his cigarette-stinking breath.

‘‘You know nothing about me”

You speak with thinking as fast as he takes one step back.

‘‘ I know you are a loser with a record.’‘

And here we go again. The guilt. How could he make you feel so guilty? You looked up and saw Donghyuck’s colder than normal. He made a sign to Mark and they both turned back to going back to the party. You ran after them, not sure why, and you shouted at them to stop, no of them actually doing so.

“What?” a sharp turn was made by Hyuck.

The apology was burning inside you throat but never came out.

“ I think it’s time for you to go back to the dancing floor, princess. Wouldn’t want anyone to catch you slumming with the losers?”

This felt like a slap. Everything tonight was a mistake, You shouldn’t have come here in first place.

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From: The Dark <[email protected]>

To: Cemetery Girl <[email protected]>

Date: Friday,October 4 ; 10:04 PM

Subject: You owe me,Cemetry girl

I hope you are having better night than I am.

The cemetry is well of silence. It was dark but you could find the way to your mother’s gravestone even if you were blind.There was nothing really to do there especially this late.You just sat, thinking you could handle the very chilly weather but the more time was passing the colder you felt.

You are not completely sure how to answer The Dark’s email but eventually you started typing but you stopped as some raindrops landed on your screen.Cold pours down from the darkness. You ran towards the car, shivering and then you put the key ready to go home.

And then the car won’t start.

What.The.Hell

Beat this, The Dark.

You breath shuddered. You flipped every dial you saw, killing everything.Then you inserted the key and gave the ignition a try again.

The car gives a pathetic rum-rum-rum sound but then flares to life.Victory! You kept both your hands on the wheel and peer into the darkness But a loud clunk sounded from beneath the car then the vehicle lurched sideways and began to spin.All you could see was darkness.

Help me, Mom.

It took you a while to unwrap your fingers from the steering wheel and then you noticed that your entire left tire is gone. You tried calling your dad.Three times but he doesn’t pick up. Then you called Mina.Straight to voice mail. You had no choise so you clicked the mailing app and told everything The Dark about you night.

He replies almost immediately trough chat.

The Dark: Are you OK? Cemetery Girl: That depends how broadly you are defining OK.

The Dark: Seriously. Please tell me you are not standing on the side of the road.

Cemetery Girl: I am in the car and the doors are locked.

The Dark: I am still in school. Do you want help?I can come to you.

Oh my God.

You didn’t know how to answer on such a thing. Did you want to see him? Defenetly. But you really liked is as it was.Anonymous. But you were desparate and stuck of the middle of nowhere.

Cemetery Girl: Yes.Please come and help me.

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Inbox: No new updates.

It’s been almost twenty minutes since you last messaged him. Where is he? Did he saw you from far and got disappointed ? You were already overthing what could have happened. The headlights had gone dim for minutes ago, which must be a sign the battery is getting ready to give up. Before you realise you were sobbing in your hands.You don’t stop the tears.

Knuckles rapped on your window. You gasped and jerked your hands down.There was a guy beside your car.

He’s here! Oh,he’s here! Thanks, God.

But then your vison started to clear. It’s not The Dark. It’s Lee Donghyuck.

/ 'Cause I've been lookin' at you since half past two/

‘‘Are you broken down?” he said loudly.

‘‘No, I’m fine.” you yelled back.

He didn’t particularly believed you.

‘‘Did your tire blow out? I saw the rubber on the road’.‘

‘‘I’ve already called s-someone.And he should be here any m-minute.”

‘‘So you don’t want my help?’‘ his eyes went darker.

‘‘No, I’m fine’‘ you suck a shaky breath through your teeth.

He looked up at you,standing there in the rain.

‘‘Suit yourself’‘ he swang your door and turned away.

You had two options. to sit there all night,shaking and freezing OR asking Donghyuck for help.

Damn it.

‘‘Wait!’‘

He turned to you and just stared.

‘‘Is your battery dead?” he said after a minute.

‘‘Yes, I haven’t replaced for a long time.’’

‘‘Shoking.’‘he jerked his head towards the car.’‘ Come and sit in my car, so you can warm up.’’

And so you did.

You expected his car to smell like cigarettes and to be some kind of miserable but it’s totally the opposite. It’s clean and smelled nice and it was kind of cosy? He slided into the driver’s seat and started the engine and than you let your your body welcome the warm feeling. You both sit in silence for the longest time untill he spoke up.

“Are you afraid of me?” for the first time his eyes weren’t as cold as ice , instead they were soft and unexpectidly beautiful. You just stood up there, thinking of possible answer.

“If I say yes, are you going to use it against me?”

“No” his voice was even.

“Then yes,a little.’’

/ Wanna take this downtown?/

He didn’t say anything. Silence,again.

“What happened? Why are you wet and how long have you been waiting?”

“I still don’t know this whole time I was trying to figure out what’s going on.”

“From the look of your tires, you are luck it wasn’t all four.”

“You are kidding. I was so busy memorizing the latest copy of Car and Driver before showing up at the Homecoming!”

He looked amused.

“You are kinda funny when you are not so busy being judgmental.”

/ This liquid courage got me way too honest/

Everything about him was so unexpected. He’so prickly and then he’ll startle you with words that sound dangerously close to concern. You watch him in silence fixing somethings in your car and when he was ready he told you he’d follow you home so he is sure you were okay and you couldn’t even say “thank you” because he never stopped as you reached your house.

From: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

To: The Dark <[email protected]>

Date: Friday,October 4 ; 11:32 PM

Subject: Home

I wanted to let you know that I made it home safely. I hope you are okay.

By the morning the rain had moved out,leaving the temperature even colder.

From:The Dark <[email protected]>

To: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

Date: Saturday,October 5 ; 01:06 AM

Subject: Tonight

I’m sorry I was late tonight, I had to drop a friend off first. He was flipping out about curfew. By the time I came to you, you were already gone. But if I’m honest, I’m glad we haven’t met yet.

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“Tell me again how he kissed you!” you said,smilling widly.” You must have left out some detail.”

Mina giggled and blushed. Then she started telling you the story again.

“Look. There is Hyuck’s weird friend.”

You followed her gaze and saw Mark, back in his hoodie. You hezitated for a moment but you went for it.

“Hi,Mark!”

He looked up in a surprise and almost seems to shrink into himself untill he located you,waving at him and his whole frame relaxes and he changes his course across the stree and up into Mina’s driveway.

“Hey.” he said.’’How’s your car?”

DongHyuck must’ve told him about yesterday.

‘‘It’s okay.My dad let me trade yard work for new tires and a battery.’‘

‘‘Your dad sounds like a nice guy.’‘ his eyebrows go up.

‘‘He is.’‘

‘‘ I’m glad you got you car taken care of. Hyuck said it was in pretty bad shape.’‘

‘‘It was...and tell him thanks.No one else stopped.’‘

Mark’s expression leaked out some tension but he nodded once.

‘‘I will.’‘

‘‘Come one Y/N’‘ said Mina.’‘We need to go inside for dinner.’‘

‘‘One sec,’‘ you said but when you turned Mark was on the sidewalk,moving away,heading home.

After Mina fell asleep you decided to write an email to The Dark to tell him about Lee Donghyuck because if he didn’t help you, you honestly did’t what could’ve happened.

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During one of the breaks between the classes you were hanging out with Mina in the yard of the school.

“I have to go to the homeroom,” you said. “ I don’t need another detention.”

“Okay,see ya.”

You ended up in the path of Lee Donghyuck. You considered ducking away and losing yourself in the ocean of students, until you realised that he seemed to be considering the same thing.

“Hey.” you said.

“Hey.” His voice was quieter than you expected. You knew you were going to be late, but for a heartbeat, you didn’t want to move.

/ Be as quiet as you can, 'cause if anyone sees,they'll just blow shit up/

A breathless Mina caught your arm. “Y/N, what are you doing?” Her eyes flick dismissievely at Donghyuck. “I thought you didn’t want to be late.”

“Just a second.” you looked at her in a begging way and she let you arm free but when you turned Donghyuck was already gone.

It was absolutely killing you that you didn’t know who The Dark is. You could’ve just ask him who he is but you didn’t if you were ready for that. Maybe the mystery us part of what’s so attractive about him. Maybe you’d meet him and he’d be horrible.

He wouldn’t be. You just knew it. You found him fascinating.

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The parking lot is only half full by the time you left the building. The only cars left are students with sport or club obligations, of which you had none.

Oh, and Mark and Donghyuck.

There were standing behind Hyuck’s car ,leaning on the tailgate and Donghyuck has a cigarette between his lips. You didn’t really anticipate seeing them right now but you didn’t have a choise.

“Stalker much?” Donghyuck calls, but his voice isn’t cruel, he is teasing?

/ No one's gotta know, just us and the moon 'til the sun starts wakin up/

“You know you are not allowed to smoke on school property.” He took another drag and blowed smoke rings.

“You seem to be awfully concerned about my smoking habbit.”

“ I hate it. It’s disgusting.”

The words came out of your mouth before you really considered them. Donghyuck looked startled , and he tosses the cigarette on the ground and stoomped it out.

“Sorry I didn’t know.”

He could sprout wings and you’d have been less shocked right now.

“Thank you, I hate them too” Mark made a small clap.

“Stup up,Mark.By the way should we go?”

“Yeah,maybe”

“Where are you going?” you didn’t even know why you were asking them.

“ At my place,” said Mark.” Wanna come?”

‘‘Scared?’‘ taunted Hyuck,his eyes challenging.

‘‘Not at all,’You lied.’‘ Let’s go.’‘

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Mark’s house was like a mirror image of Mina’s.Nothing about it is surprising.Mark said his mother would be working for the afternoon. She had a bright,welcoming smile,radiating so much warmth that I felt lucky to be invited inside. Then we went downstairs.

‘‘Do you want something to drink?”

You inhaled to asnwer- but your throat caught.Being in the pressence of a loving mother remended you of how much you’ve lost,Your brain locked up as a grief tangled up the gears inside your had.

You haven’t visited her for days.

Guilt punched you in the chest. It became worse when his mother same downstairs with a plate. You had to turn, inhaling deeply,bliking your tears away. Your body felt like it was on a hair trigger. You needed to get it together. You cannot have a panic attack when somebody asked you if you wanted a drink.

‘‘You are okay.’‘ You heard a voice beside you. Hyuck was there with his voice all soft that you’ve never heard of it. You blikned uo at him.

/ Wizard with words tellin' me my energy's so bewitchin' /

‘‘You are okay’‘ he said again.

You liked that, how he was so sure.Not Are you okay? No question about it.

‘‘How did you know?’‘ you slowly turned to face him.

He pursed his lips as if he was hesitating.

‘‘ I know...the signs.’‘

‘‘I’m going to get some sodas,’‘ said Mark.’‘ I’m going to bring you one.Blink once if that’s okay.’‘

You smiled, but it felt watery around the edges.He was teasing you, but it was a gentle teasing. Friendly. You blinked once.

This was okay. You were okay.Donghyuck was right.

‘‘Take it out on the punching bag’‘ said Hyuck after Mark went upstairs.

‘‘Really?’‘ your eyes went wide.

You weren’t a violent person.but hitting something sounded really good. You drew back a hand and swing,throwing your whole body into it.

Ow.

‘‘Whoa...,’‘ a hand caught your arm’‘ I don’t want to be sexist but I didn’t expect you throw a punch like that. For a moment I was worried you’d break your wrist.’‘

This whole moment with Hyuck was meaningful and you wanted to see more of that side of him.

/ So I'll go first, there's an open bar, let's close this distance /

Then his phone rang.

‘‘It’s my stepfather,’‘ he seemed hesitant to pick up.’‘ I don’t really get on well with him.’‘ But he did pick up.’‘ What happened?’‘ he seemed worried.’‘ I don’t care Alan,I’m coming.’‘

Mark was coming down the stairs when he saw his best friend leaving.

‘‘What happened?” asked Mark.

‘‘My mom collapsed while making dinner, I’m going to the hospital.’‘

Soon after Donghyuck left you excused myself and went back home.

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From:The Dark <[email protected]>

To: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

Date: Monday,October 7 ; 10:22 PM

Subject: Story Time

Marrige laws are funny. If you want to get married, you can go down to the courthous , sign a few papers,and be married in less than 15 minutes.But if you want to get divorces,you have to wait a year.Even if your husband is in prison. A dumb part thought Mom would wait Dad’s 10 years of sentence. To my know ledge she never visited him either, and I can understand her, he killed her child afterall.

After the first year my mum started dating. no one really lasted long until numer six.He tried to win me over and of course I didin’t let him and since then he hates me up to this day. How should I be grateful that yet another guy was swooping in to ruin my mother’s life?

Sometimes i wished I had died in the car with my sister. They got married last May. And now my mom is pregnant.

You were sitting in the dark,staring at his email and your heart is pounding like crazy. I sense that ‘’Congratulations’’ isn’t the right thing to say. You wanted to ask him more but he probably wan’t in the mood right now. Then something hit you. Donghyuck and The Dark were very similar. They both had stepfathers that they didn’t get along with shared an atittude. But if Donghyuck was The Dark why didn’t he tell you in the night of Homecoming? Also you’ve never heard Donghyuck mention a sister but then again, you haven’t mentioned your mother in front of him.

If The Dark is Donghyuck, is it a good thing? you could still hear the rasp in his voice. You are okay.

Then another thought tamped your heart down. If this isn’t Lee Donghyuck, what would that mean?

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From: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

To: The Dark <[email protected]>

Date: Tuesday,October 8 ; 6:24 PM

Subject: Mothers

My mom was always on assignment ,so we never really had the opportunity to have a ‘’girls talk’’ althought I could’ve emailed her. When I was younger she encouraged me to send her letters, Most of the times a letter with a lot of foreign stamps was the highlight of the week. But in my letters,sometimes I lied.Her letters were full of grand advantures and she had photographs to prove every single one of them. ‘’Ian is sending me to Malaysia this week’’ or ‘’I’m going to be a few more days in Iran, Ian wants me to get some shots of those protests.’’ Ian is her editor. So I’d lie, like I’d tell her a photo of mine got and award from the city council and thinhs like this.Anything that could grab her attention. But know all of this was meaningless. I wish I’d just told her the truth. And now I lost her. So talk to your mother and tell her how you feel.

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Mina had to skip lunch becuase of her french teacher and you went to Donghyuck and Mark’s table.

‘‘Would you like to join us?’asked Donghyuck.

‘‘I will, thanks.’‘ you sat next to Mark.’’ Woah,Mark what’s all this?’’

‘‘Mom’s obsession.She always packs up enought to feed an army.Here,help yourself’‘ he pushed a small plastic (sorry!) plate to you,full of caprese salad.

You felt Donghyuck’s heave glare on you.

‘‘How’s your mother?’‘

‘‘She’s coming home this afternoon and what they are telling me is that it was just a dehydration.’‘

‘‘So you are seeing her today?’‘

“‘Maybe, I have a community service on Tuesday nights?’‘

Oh, you were curious.

‘‘What’s it like?’‘

‘‘I ride a lawn mover.’‘

‘‘And how long do you have to do it?’‘

‘‘Probably forever”

“90 hours’‘ corrected him Mark.

‘‘Is it okay if I ask you if they put you in jail for you know?’‘ you asked hesitantly.

‘‘Yes.’‘

‘‘Was it scary?’‘

‘‘Yes. I was there two nights.’‘

‘‘Your mom left you there?” your eyebrows went up.

‘‘Yes, maybe Alone made her. No one really bothered to get me out but whatever?’‘

You felt some tension in the air.

‘‘Can I say something?’‘ Mark spoke ,visibly trying to surpress feelings.’‘ Hyuck do even hear yourself sometimes? No one bothered to get you out? I would have gotten you out, my mum but you deicded to stay in a jail cell and pity yourself,calling no one,acting like a martyr.’‘

Hyuck’s hands tightened on the edge of the table.’’What’s your problem?”

‘‘You made choises to be there,so stop acting like such a damn victim.May twenty-fifth was one day.There are three hundred sixty-four ones.”“

‘‘I am the victim?” Hyuck looked like a thunder.’‘Who’s the one hiding in hoodies when it’s eighty degrees outside?’‘

I am frozen in place,my mind repeating that one sentence,my heart tripping along.It takes my a moment to get my voice to speak up but you achieved to whisper.

“What’s May twenty-fifth?’‘ you demanded.

‘‘The day I wrecked my father’s truck’‘ Donghyuck swalloed.

‘‘The day you got drunk? The day you crashed into a building? The day you barely remember?’‘ You were screaming,yet you couldn’t catch your breath. He doesn’t utter a word. The room started spinning. A hand cathes my my arm ‘‘ Y/N, Y/N’‘ a familiar male voice is speaking to me but my vision is not working properly.

May 25. The day my mother died in a hot-and-run crash.

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From: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

To: The Dark <[email protected]>

Date: Tuesday,October 8 ; 3:28 PM

Subject: I need to know

Are you Lee Donghyuck? If you are, I don’t know if I can ever talk to you again.

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Your dad knocked on your door and you were so tempted to pretend you were sleeping but you call him to enter the bedroom.

‘‘Do you feel like company?’‘

No, you felt like crawling under you bed and sleeping there until you die.

‘‘No, Dad, I’m really tired.’‘

‘‘Okay then, I will tell them to leave.”

Them?

Your first thoughts are Hyuck and Mark and your heart skipped to quadruple time. ‘’Wait! Someone is here?’’

‘‘Yeah, Mina and some boy Henry...?

‘‘Hendery.Can you send them up?’’

‘‘Darn,we are coming in,’‘ Mina yelled from somewhere downstairs.’‘ You can ignore my calls, but you can’t ignore Nachos BellGrande.’‘

They showed up in your room,looking like they have just stepped out of a novel, an angel and a hipster sidekick. Your phone lit up suddenly.

The Dark: What happened are you okay? Cemetery Girl: I’m okay,Friends are over. Will write back latter.

‘‘So what was all this about?’‘ asked Mina.

You inhaled slowly.

‘‘Lee Donghyuck wrecked his car on the same night my mom was killed. That’s why I got so upset . I thought that maybe he can be involved because he was drunk and he blacked out.”

Mina stopped eating with a chip halfway to her mouth.

‘‘ I haven’‘t talked to anyone.I don’t know what to d-.’‘

‘‘Do you have a computer?’‘ asked Hendery.’‘ I could look it up.’‘

‘‘How?’‘you straightened.

‘‘I have the password to the local beat crime feed.From my internalship.We could see the both cases and the details.’‘

It doen’t take Hendery long to log on to the system.

‘‘Date?” he looked up at you.

Your mouth went dry. Could this be happening?

‘‘M-May twenty-fifth.’‘

He quickly tapped at the keys, then frowned at the screen.’’ I see hit-and-run report,but the victim’s last names as Wong and Kim. Who are they?

‘‘Maybe the drivers.She was taking a taxi home from the airport. Wong would have been the driver.’‘ You whispered.

Mina took your hand.

‘‘The accident took place on Hammonds Ferry Road, that’s weird because it isn’t on the way to the airport.I mean it’s not far but still.’‘

That’s really weird.

‘‘There is nothing really much more about this case.Let’s see that loser’s police report,and we’ll see if anything mathes up.’’

He is not a loser.You almost said it outloud.

Hendery was tyoing something when he said.’’ I don’t know if this is good or bad thing.’’

Just tell me please.

‘‘It’s not him.’‘

You were so relieved.’’ Just turn it off,okay? ‘’ And so did Hendery.

‘‘Is that your mothe’s gear?” Asked Hendery,nodding at a pile in the corner.

‘‘Yeah, her editor is trying to get it from us...-’‘

‘‘Did the cops search her memory cards? Like what if your mum was able to take a picture of the vehicle?

Your breath hitched.’’Do you think that’s possible?’’

‘‘I don’t see why not.’‘ answered Hendery,reaching for a bite of his taco. Then he looked at you a litle worried,as if he is afraid to say the next thing.

‘‘Say it,don’t worry.’‘

‘‘So, it’s written she died from internal bleeding,probably from the seatbelt. So there might have been time ,especially if she had her wits with her.’‘

Holy crap.

You picked up her digital camera but Hendery took it away from you,making things easier. He slided the cards free and then returned to the computer.When the program loaded you had the chance to see youe mother’s talent once again.All the photos were amazing just like always. But there was nothing connected to the crash.

��‘Did she have more cameras?’‘ asked Hendery.

‘‘Just two cheap back-ups.’‘

‘‘What’s that?’‘ Mina pointed to where light glinted off a lens,poking from a canvas back.

‘‘Ít’s her film camera but we don’t have a dark room.’‘

‘‘But Mr.Geradi does.Do you want me to take it. I can develop it if you want?’‘

‘‘No’‘ you shook your head.’‘That’s her pictures.I want to do it.’‘

‘‘Okay’‘

You look up,inhaling deeply. ‘’Thank you guys for coming over.’’

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Cemetery Girl: I’m okay,False awarm. The Dark: What’s with the false alarm? Cemetery Girl: Lee Donghyuck didn’t do what I thought he did. The Dark; What did you think he did? Cemetery Girl: He got drunk and wrecked his car on the same night my mom died.I was worried he was involved somehow. The Dark: And he is not? Cemetery Girl: No.

Some minutes passed before he asnwered.

The Dark: How do you know? Cemetery Girl: My bestfreind’s boyfriend did an internership in a newsroom over the summer.He still has access to their crime beat database.He looked both cases up and the times don’t match.Mom died before he even got in his car. The Dark: Are you okay? Cemetery Girl: I don’t know what I am. Anyways did you talk to your mother? The Dark: No.Because I got home late from work, and my stepfather was practically standing sentry outside her door. Cemetery Girl: And you can’t tell him you want to talk to her? The Dark: It’s complicated. Cemetery Girl: It’s only as complicated as you make it. The Dark: Well, I guess I’m good at making things as complicated as possible.

/ So pick your poison, love, let's go somewhere a little more exclusive /

And with that he ended the conversation.

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From: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

To: The Dark <[email protected]>

Date: Tuesday,October 8 ; 11:45 PM

Subject: What happened?

If I upset you, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.Please don’t stop talking to me.

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From:The Dark <[email protected]>

To: Cemetery girl <[email protected]>

Date: Wednesday,October 9 ; 07:22 AM

Subject: Talking

I don’t think I can do this anymore. You know nothing about me,nothing about the real me.You only know what I’ve shared,,only a snapshot and you’ve made a judgment of me , based on the little you’ve seen, and I think it’s all wrong.

I’m not a good person,Cememtery Girl.

You don’t need me.

You deserve better.

/ Tension so intense like an asteroid /

You quickly closed the email and went to the chatlist but there was no green light- his name had disappeared entirely.

WHAT.

You tried to type a email to him but the immeadiate respond wasn’t what you were expecting.

This user does not have a Freemail account.Please try again.

He couldn’t do this. Your chest was collapsing,and you started shaking.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” asked Mr.Gegardi. Your mom’s canvas bag with her film camerawas lying in the pile beside you,while you were trying to make your heart beat again.

‘‘Yeah,’‘ You cought.’‘I’m fine. But I came here to ask something.’‘ Mr.Gegardi nodded at you to continue,’‘Can I use the Dark Room?’ I know how to do it.”

Mr.Gegardi nodded once again.’‘ I am pretty sure you can.’’

Your heart was beating so fast that your chest ached.

‘‘Do you know what’s on the film’?”

‘‘Not really,maybe some graphic war zone shots,or they could be anything’‘

‘‘Oh’‘ he continued nodding while pouring chemicals.’’So this is your mother’s film?’‘

‘‘Yeah’‘

He set the bottles down and turned to face me fully.’‘ Do you want to start from the end? Like maybe the last 5 shots?’‘

‘‘Um.Sure’‘ your heart was still jumping around.

He cut the film and holded it up to the strip but it was impossible to tell what might have been on it in that moment.You put the strip into the enlarger,shined it onto the paper,then floated the paper in chemicals to bring the images out.

‘‘I could be wrong, but I don’t think these shots involve a car. It looks more like a person.’‘ said your teacher.

Maybe it was the person who hit her! Maybe she did take a picture of them!

‘‘Mr.Grgardi can I finish developing them alone?’‘

He seemed to hesitate for a moment but then he sighs.’‘Okay,I will walk down to the teacher’s room to get a coffee’‘

You nodded and looked down, the images were becoming clearer.And then you are alone.

The images had processed.

You blinked.And then you blinked again.

It’s my mother on the photos.Smilling.

Naked.

An arm covers one breast,but the other is unashamedly bare.

You stopped breathing.

The next tray developed.Another one of my mother,still naked ,a tangle of arms ,a blurred neck,some dark hairand the edge of a jaw.

The tears went cold on your cheeks.

These features are not my father’s.

The next tray..This one caught them both.You seized the picture with your hands.

It’s Ian.Mom’s editor.He is shirtless,holding her against him.

You thought of your father for the past mounths.She was cheating on him.Cheating.

It felt like she was cheating on you too.How could she? You stood there,sobbing into your hands. You see something else. Her boardng pass,laying on the ground, probably it had fallen from the bag.

Right there the boarding pass was a wet mess but the date was in huge letters, right in the middle.

WEDS MAY 22.

Wait.

You blinked a few times,as if your tears had somehow turned ‘‘SAT’‘ into ‘‘WED’‘ or ‘‘25′‘ into ‘‘22′‘.

Your breath hitched again. Three days ealier than we expected her.Three days before she died.

All of a sudden Hendery’s voice echoed in your head.

‘‘Hummonds Ferry Road isn’t on the way to the airport’.‘

She came home early,exactly like you’d begged her to do.She came home three days early. Just not to be with you.

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You were running. And you couldn’t stop. You were out of your mind.You reached the cemetry and ran even fast to reach that gravestone.You were screaming. You fell into the rough grass and started punching the gravestone really hard. You saw your fingers were bleeding but you didn’t care.You were furious. Tears were streaking down to your face and you didn’t understand exactly what you were screaming but you punched the gravestone again.

Then something happened. Someone grabbed you,pulling you against them.Instead of fighting,you collapsed against the persone,sobbing into their chest.

‘‘It’s okay’‘ he whisperes and you know exactly who he is.’’Do you wanna sit down?’‘ he asked you.

‘‘Not near her.’‘ you both sat a few yards back to an old gravestone.

You leaned into him and after a while he asked.

‘‘Do you wanna talk about it?’‘

‘‘No’‘

He brushed a strand of your hair awat from your eyes and then you lose it.

‘‘She was cheating’‘ you whisper.

‘‘What?’‘

‘‘She was cheating.On me father.She came three days earlier than we thought.I developed the photos in her film camera. They were shots of her ans her editor in the bed’‘

His eyebrows practically hit his hairline.’’Wow’‘

You grasped your hair.’‘Gosh, what am i’m going to tell dad.’‘

‘‘Do you have to tell him anythng?’‘

‘‘I don’t know.’‘

Silence fell for a while.

‘‘‘How did you know I was here.” you asked him.

‘‘I didn’t.I saw you.I work here,sort of.’‘

‘‘Community service’‘ you whispered and he nodded.

‘‘Y/N!’‘ you saw your father running to you’‘ Y/N I was so worried. Your teacher told me you ran out leaving a mess, and we’ve been searching for you.’‘

You started crying once again.’‘I am so sorry’‘He was hugging you tightly and that was all you wanted in that moment.

‘‘It’s okay.’‘ your father patted you hair.’‘Let’s go home’‘

You saw how Donghyuck was making steps backwards , fetching his globes.

‘‘Wait!’‘ you pulled away from your father and once again you were standing ,breathless in front of Hyuck. You closed the distance and pull him over to whisper. ‘‘We were wrong. You make your own path.’‘

The spell is broken.

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When you got at home you and your father had a long talk. You told him what you knew and what shocked you was the fact that he knew it already.

‘‘Y/N , please don’t doubt your mather’s love, she loved you so much that she stayed with me.Your mother was just- a bit of a free spirit.’‘

‘‘How long did that go on?’‘

Your dad shruged.’‘ I don’t know.Forever,probably.But I didn’t know untill a few years ago.’‘

You continue the painful conversation and sadly you were really disappointed in her.

But you had your father.You threw yourself into his arms and it was the best feeling in the world.

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From: Lee Donghyuck <[email protected]>

To: Y/N Y/L/N <Y/N.Y/L/[email protected]>

Date: Wednesday,October 9, 10:27 PM

Subject: Making new paths

I thought i’d be spending the night at Mark’s tonight. I had a huge fight with Alan and mum in the morning.Forget making a path- this morning’s conversation was like aftermath of nuclear bomb. But Alan’s car broke down and I helped him fix it and we talked, we’ve never done this before.

It feels harder to write under my own name but here I am,not hidding anymore. I should have told you at the Homecoming night but I wasn’t ready to let go of what we had.

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From: Y/N Y/L/N <Y/N.Y/L/[email protected]>

To: Lee Donghyuck <[email protected]>

Date:Tuesday,October 10, 5:52AM

Subject: Letting go

I’m glad you never told me. I didn’t want to let go either. In fact I’m still kinda sad that It’s over. I keep thinking about our conversations and I probably will never stop.

There is a lot you don’t show the world,you know and I think you should.Give them a new snapshot.Show them what you showed me.

And on that note...what now?

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INBOX - Y/N Y/L/N

No new messages.

By lunchtime, he hasn’t writtien back. You had no idea what that means.Neither he nor Mark were in the cafeteria.

You were sitiing with Mina and Hendery who were feeding or kissing each other and it was hard for you to keep yourself from sighing heavily.

Then a denim-clad leg swung over the bench, and weight droped beside you. Somehow surprised,yet not at all, Donghyuck was straddling the bench.

‘‘Feel like taking a walk?’‘ he said and you nodded eargerly.

And then he surprised you by taking your hand and you went out in the school yeard.

‘‘You didn’t email.’‘ you started.

‘‘I wanted to talk to you.’‘ you hardly noticed the pink tint on his cheeks.’‘And now that I am not The Dark I don’t really know what to say.’‘

‘‘It’s okay’‘ you said softly.’‘We don’t have to talk’‘

He was thinking.

‘‘Wait,’‘he said.’‘I have an idea.’‘

He turned to you, and before you were ready for it,he moved close.Very close.So close that his cheek was against yours and one of his hands was on your neck.His breath tickled his ear.

‘‘Is this okay?’‘he whispered.

‘‘More than okay.’‘

His thumb brushed against your neck in a soothing rhythm.’‘I like you.’‘

‘‘I like you too.’‘

‘‘You were the first person to see all of me,Y/N. The first person to make me feel like this. The way you saw me as The Dark was worth more than a reputation and a record.I don’t know if anyone will ever see me the way you did.’‘

You drew back and put both of your hands on his cheeks.’‘I see all of you, and I’m looking at you that way now.”

He took your hand and put it on his heart and closed his heart.’‘You are killing me ,Y/N.”

“Look at me’‘ you teased.’‘You cannot mae your own path with your eyes closed.’‘

‘‘Watch me’‘ then he leaned and captured you mouth with his.

/as long as we keep it lowkey/

masterlist

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so hello guys! this is the first scenario,based on a book. I highly recommend ‘‘Letters to the Lost’‘ , 10/10. If you want to know how the book actually starts, or to see the things from Declan Murphy’s (Lee Donghyuck) POV and a lot of more interesting moments , you should definetely read it. Than you so much fore reading this! <3

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futurewriter2000 · 7 years ago

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The Challange Part 2 (Young Sirius Black x reader)

Here is part 2 and it’s pretty short but only because it would be way too long if I would write the final scene. So I decided to finish with part 3.

Warning: My english??

Part 1 Part 3

You were sitting with your friends at your house table, listening to your friends talk about the upcoming exams. And for some reason, you didn’t want to talk about studying or homework. ‘’ Can we talk about something else than school?’’ you blurted out, not even meaning to say it so annoyed.

Everybody stopped talking and looked at you. ‘’Since when don’t you want to talk about school, mrs. Perfect grade?’’ asked one of your friends.

You stayed quiet, not wanting to answer the question since you couldn’t find the words. Another one of your friends leaned closer to you and grinned. ‘’If you don’t want to talk about school, than why don’t you tell us what you were up to durring the summer. You came to school a total different person and yet I haven’t heard a single word about your summer.’’

‘’Yeah (y/n). What happened?’’ added another one.

You looked at every each one of them, who were hoping to get an answer but you just took another spoonfull of cereal ‘’How about that Herbology homework?’’ you tried to escape.

They rolled their eyes. ‘’Whatever.’’ said one of them and took a bite of his bacon. They all gave up pretty quickly as they all know, when you don’t want to talk about it, it’s better to leave you alone.

Sebastian, who was one of your best friends and who was completly different from others, sat next to you and put his arms on your shoulder.. You two knew eachother since you two were kids and it didn’t really bother you since the two of you were completely comfortable around eachother. ‘’I think she found out what fun is.’’ he smiled at you.

‘’Oh shut it.’’ you laughed and elbowed him in the ribs.

‘’I really wished I’ve been there with you. So I could witness the miracle.’’ hecontinued to tease.

‘’I wasn’t that bad you guys!’’ you continued to laugh and soon they joined in.

At the Gryffindor table there were a pair of eyes set especially on you. He wondered. He just wondered how he has never met or talked to you. How he has never noticed you was the one thing that bothered him the most. All the girls would die for a date with him, yet there you were, ignoring him and pretending he doesn’t exist. Isn’t he supposed to do that. ‘’I don’t get it.’’

‘’You don’t get what Pads?’’ asked James, stuffing his mouth with bacon.

‘’I don’t get it why she doesn’t like me.’’ he simply replied. ‘’I mean there she is, looking all smily and perfect, laughing to Sebastians stupid jokes. ‘’

‘’Is someone jealous?’’ asked Peter, grinning at him.

‘’Me? Jealous? Of a smartarse Ravenclaw? You wish.’’ he asked,clearly with a big tone of denial.

‘’He is not just any Ravenclaw. The most popular out of them all.’’ continued Peter.

‘’I am the most popular in the Gryffindor. Why doesn’t she talk to me then?’’

Remus, who had his nose in the book the whole conversation, turned into the direction you were sitting and turned his eyes back into the book. ‘’ Because, he is smart and you are stupid.’’ they all laughed and Sirius only rolled his eyes. ‘’ (y/n), she was my competiton for years.’’ continued Remus. ‘’Trust me, you met her.’’

‘’Wait!’’ yelled Sirius shockingly. ‘’Thats mrs. Perfect Grade?!’’ he looked at Remus, who nodded at his question. ‘’ That’s why she looked so familiar.’’ he realized.

‘’Yeah. We actually study sometimes together.’’said Remus, finally closing his book.’’ And I invited you once. ‘’ he gave Sirius a look as if he was supposed to remember something. ‘’And you...’’

Sirius realized he did talk to you once. Back in third year, where Remus and you were supposed to study for transfiguration, but Remus invited Sirius to come along. He remembered teasing you and distracting both of you from studying. You got pissed at him and he just said.’’ Shut your smartarse pie hole.’’ he said quietly as he remembered.

‘’Excatly.’’ said Remus.

‘’So thats why she doesn’t like me?’’

Remus just chuckled and went back to his reading. He knew you pretty well and he knew, that you just didn’t care what Sirius said to you that day as to you, he was just another cheeky bugger. He quietly chuckled as he remembered those words coming from your mouth.

—

You were walking in your Potions class and sat at the empty seat. You took out your notebook and a pencil. Since you were a muggle-born you hated parchment and the ink. You preffered a simple pencil and a piece of paper. You looked over to your friends who sat next to eachother. You looked at (y/f/n) and waved her to come sit next to you. She came to you, but didn’t sit down. A grinn spread across her face. ‘’ Not speaking to you untill you explain.’’

‘’No (y/f/n), please.’’ you begged but she already sat next to someone else, which meant…

‘’Well would you look at that.’’ said Sirius standing in front of you with a huge grinn on his face.

‘’No way Black. Find another seat.’’ you said throwing your bag on the seat.

Since your little talk on the Hogwarts Express, he has been trying to ask you to Hogsmade as much as James did Lily. The only difference between them was, that he was more persistent and annoying. He took your bag from the chair and put it on the ground and sat next to you. ‘’Now why would I do that?’’ he asked looking you with his gorgeus grey eyes.

Not removing your eyes from his, you wrote something on your paper and held it up high enough, so your traitor of a friend on the other side of the class could see it. And that traitor just smiled. She just smiled and you wanted to kill her. She knew how much you hated, when Sirius would flirt with you, but she knew that what you wrote, will probably come true. Yup, she was dead.

‘’ Good morning, class. ‘’ said proffesor Slughorn as he entered the room, his hands full of papers.’’ He threw them on the desk and clapped his hands together. ‘’No need to be seated today. Today you will be working in pairs on your Amortentia.’’ Everybody stood up and papers started flying from his desk. He was a mess. ‘’Oh where is it?’’ he mumbled,scratching his head and looking through the papers. ‘’Ah, here we go. ‘’ he started naming the pairs when Sirius leaned over to you and whispered.

‘’Just because we don’t sit together today, doesn’t mean you will get rid of me that easy.’’ he said with an evil look in his eyes.

Sirius tried to get you to talk to him, most importantly, trying to get to ask you out. But you were so stubborn about it. So he asked the brains of his group. Remus Lupin. Remus was ahead of everything. He was also your biggest competition in the classes you two had together. But your competitiveness never affected on how you treated him. You treated him like you treat your friends, even if he was better than you. And because Remus was ahead of everything, he knew todays class will be taken in pairs. So he pulled some strings for his fellow marauder.

‘’Are you sure?’’ you asked him, cleaning your desk.

‘’(y/l/n), Potter!’’ yelled proffesor Slughorn.

Sirius’ eyes widened in shock.He looked at Remus, who was even more shocked, than him. Then they both looked at James, and that boy was even more confused than any of them.

‘’But how?’’ asked Remus shockingly.

‘’You are not the only one who can pull some strings, Lupin.’’ you said, flipping your hair while passing by Sirius. He was rather impressed by you. And now when he saw your other side, he was sure to make you his.

Yes, your competitiveness was never the problem with your friendship with Remus, but beating him at something just felt so good.

—

Your Amortentia was almost perfect. The only thing missing was just a pinch of pearl dust. ‘’I don’t understand why you just don’t go out with him. He is not a bad person.’’ said James interupting your concentration.

‘’I don’t understand why people like a prat like yourself, yet here you are.’’ you said trying to concentrate back on the potion.

You were just about to add the pearl dust, when James jumped and knocked you in the elbow, making the whole pot of pearl dust drop into the potion. ‘’Bloody hell, James!’’ you yelled at him.

‘’There was something on my leg!’’ he tried to explain.

‘’I don-’’

Suddenly your couldron made a big growl. Both you and James looked in the couldron to see big red bubbles emerging. ‘’ That’s really red…’’ James added just before a big red cloud exploaded in front of the two of you.

Strong smell of coffee and spray paint washed over you untill you were hit by a mix of alcohol and cologne. That special someone’s cologne that you looked forward to smell every day in the summer. It was like all the memories came rushing back, the good and the bad. You looked over to James, who was caughing his lungs out, just like you. Sirius was patting him on the back and he looked over to you. He wanted to come over to you but your eyes started to water, your heart started to ache and you just ran outside before he could reach you.

You were running down the corridors, feeling your tears slide down your cheeks. You stopped at the corner and colapsed on the ground. You hugged your knees and burried your face in your arms, sobbing. You felt a hand touch you on the shoulder. You quickly looked up to see Sebastian standing in frong of you.

‘’Hi. Are you okay?’’

‘’Just pissed and sad, but doing just swell.’’ you said with a big sarcasm in your tone.

‘’What happened?’’ he asked gently, sitting next to you.

‘’Some twit broke my heart and some lazy sod ruined my potion. ‘’ you said looking at the wall in front of you.

Sebastian didn’t know how to reply to that. He knew he would probably, at some point, make it worse. ‘’Want a cupcake?’’ he asked all of a sudden, showing a chocolate cupcake from his back.

You chuckled, ‘’You carry cupcakes around?’’

He gave it to you and smiled. ‘’You never know, when you will find a damsel in distress.’’ he charmed.

You took a bite in your cupcake. ‘’Oh my god.’’ you said your mouth full of chocolate. ‘’This is so delicious. The-the chocolate and-and the frosting.’’ you tried to explain but all you wanted to do was stuff it in your mouth. ‘’This is the best chocolate cupcake I have ever eaten in my entire life.’’ you said overdramatically.

‘’Good to know you like it.’’ he chuckled, looking at how you stuffed it into your mouth. ‘’I was about to go to my common room. Want to come along?’’

‘’If you have a stash of these cupcakes, count me in!’’ you said excitedly. He gave you a hand and pulled you up.

‘’You know, we are throwing a party on Friday. You should come.’’ he asked putting his hand on your lower back, while guiding you to the common room.

‘’I don’t know.’’ you hesitated.

‘’We are going to have cupcaaaakes.’’ he said playfully.

You stopped and looked at him. ‘’Are you blackmailing me with cupcakes?’’ you smirked at him.

‘’Is it working?’’ he asked, smirking back at you.

Damn you and your love for chocolate. ‘’Yes. ‘’ you said defeated and started walking again. And just, as if it was a coincidence, you looked to your left to see Sirius staring at you and Sebastian. He was pretty far away, but you knew it was him. You knew his posture, his long black hair blocking his perfect grey eyes. He ran after you but you didn’t know that at the time. You took off with Sebastian, feeling a bit guilty inside, leaving Sirius standing there.

Sirius on the other hand felt jealus. He didn’t like you seeing with another guy, especially with that Sebastian guy. So when he realized he was standing in the middle of the hall he turned around and walked back to class.

#sirius black x reader #sirius black imagine #james potter x reader #james potter imagine #marauders imagine #marauders era #marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #peter pettigrew #harry potter imagine

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lielisstrange-blog · 6 years ago

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I came in with a storm 2182002 straight from the gods to a hospital in Maryville Tennessee

My existance called for change, leaving the couple im told to know as mother and father to divorce

I was put in a family of a brother and a sister and on one side i had mor cousins than i could count and the other seemed to be the ones who brought me here , with so many similarities with me

Growing up i was always smiling despite the constant aruging, verbal abuse, and later on physical abuse. I smiled becouse ,be it the gods, something told me id be just fine, that its all to change soon.

I was right.

Now ages 0-2 where pretty blurry

But from what i remember of 3-6

I met new siblings called step siblings and met this woman suppose to be a step mom. I didnt like them right away, i didnt really know why. But i treated them kindly likely becouse someone mentioned in a movie you should treat others how you liked to be treated. Now at this point i spent all my years in this big house doung whatever i wanted, i knew whats up and in this big house i was a bug but i was the king bee. No one ever stepped on my toes.

Now i didnt have much toys so i used my hands, i named them bith friends.

Which was kinda sad but they provided lots of entertainment when i was bored un school . I also spent my days watching drake and josh,icarly, and basically a bunch of nick and cartoon network shows from the 90s to early 2000s. One night i remember the mother coming to the house to sleep in the gym room. I had told her and my aunt that id sleep with them that night so i kept going back and forth rooms, aunts to the left,the other yo the right. At one point i got sick of it and sat in the middle of the hall looking out the door up the stairs directly obove me. I don't think i ever chose. I remmember mamaw worked for a jewlery company and we attended a christmas ball thing once, thus i descovored i loved christmas

Until around age 5, i realised i didn't care about school, loved christmas, felt lonely on Halloween and that everyone around me wasnt like me. Or perhaps i wasn't like them,,around that age someone who was suppose to be a cousin had me do some griss things with him. When we where cought with him on top of me, we where sat in the courner. Thats all that was done about it. Now ive always been very asexual, so i saw the act as a performance of sorts and truly didnt care as it ended shortly after. Until i was kicked off my thrown and moved out with the step siblings and that father. I was treated unfairly but found it hard to care. The step brother about two years older than me started demanding im to kiss him which i thought was gross. But he said if i didnt, hed tell on me. Given he was the favorite and had actual pull in the house i had no choice but to comply. Which i didnt but hed make me. At this time id go to the mothers house every other weekend to see my sister, eat pizza, and watch 90s cartoons or Madagascar. I swear i memorized that movie. Now the kissing eacalated through out the years into worse and worse things. But i honestly never put much thought in it. I was unattached from each side of the family already so i didnt care. My memory of these years are blurry due to repression. Not the kind youd think though.

See a memory that came back to me i was about age 7. I went outside in a fit and as i walked the wind seemed to kick up and i raised my hands at the side of me slowly making it kick more. I stud on a stump and remeber making a leaf tornado. I was very happy with my work. But at these times i was being told magic was evil from the mother. I figured it was magic, got off of the stump and stomped inside.

From 7-9 i descovored more abilities almost yearly. I noticed id think of a shows episode or a line in the episode and no matter what id see that exact scene the day of or week after. It happened all the time. Id also be sitting in the car on hot days wanting a drink but knowing enough that they'd never stop for drinks. Id think this or a specific question about a person ir thing and some out, like my brain would go silent fir a moment. Then right after, one of the people in the front seat would ask that question, anwser it,or announce we're stopping for drinks.This happend so often that i assumed they had mind reading powers,i even asked them. They always said no thiugh.Another one seemed to be just magic ,like id want something to happen and the moment im not thinking about it, it just happens. Which sounds amazing but keep in mind i was trying to repress these abilities as much as i could along with memories of them so itd build up. Like when you're young and mad you might think about wanting something bad to happen to somone whoes mean to you. Now with this ability if you wanted it, just for a second, its long enough to do damage. Which,wasnt fun. Also one day i had a watch and said out loud that id descovor time... perhaps i have a time ability. I forgot to mention, when you try to repress things like this, you get KILLER headaches all the time. Like yiu cant run or jump or talk loud without feeling like your head was going to expload. I also made killer storms when angry. And i was always angry. But my abilities are fight or flight activated so itd never hurt me. Sometimes id black out and look off in a direction and use one of my powers. Like i couldn't control it, it had to get out. One time i was in a car, got angry, abd looked out a window,my mind went silent as i looked at a truck that was suppose to stop at a red light then looked at the tip of our car slowly until i was blasted back to reality as the truck hit our car. We span to the middle of the road, the two people in the frount seat crying and screeming as i sat their completely untouched with a shocked look on my face.

I remember the mother teaching the brother hiw to ride a bike,she didnt have time to teach me as well so i looked at what they where doing, hopped on my bike and flew down the hill. Now i didnt exactly know how to stop it so i mightve went down the hill straight into a tree. However, i got back up laughing my ass off and learned those little grippy things on the handles can stop the bike when needed. I then knew how to ride the bike and went flying down the hill again.

Now from 8-10 ish we lived in a house on a hill with a creek at the bottom and a church to the side. I spent those years unallowed to get on the internet, loving tv, trying to gather enough food to actually eat, saving pinnies to get 15cent candy and ever ran a little store to cell old toys. We also had an old schoolhouse in our backyeard and woods to play in, which i did often. It genuinely felt like i was growing up in a different time period as i hunted for crawdads and heard the rasist or homophobic rants from the father and step mother.

Now from about 8-11 i was shown back to the future, doctor who, and the joy of mac and cheese by my sister. The 9th doctor was my first him id seen, and i loved him and the show. Because up until this point id felt alone but he made me feel completely not alone. I also descovored i wanted to be a scientist, not even really knowing what that is yet. The gross things stopped for the most part. Also i picked up a camera phone for the first time making a video where i killed a stick and even crushed a berry to make it look of blood.

I thought it was so badass. At this point id visit the mothers house everyother weekend and sometimes go to mamaws every other other weekend. Mammaws being where my thrown originally was, although they moved to this town called oak ridge. Now i loved oak ridge. It was the original time bomb town. Ive also always had a weirdly strong connection to albert enstine whom was there. I swaer i genuinely was Nikola Tesla in a past life, he was an asexual scientist with cool hair and pure sass. The mother also moved to oak ridge. Her house had a tierswing made by my sister. I loved it there, it was a perfect time capsule until one night. We had just got there and i was playing with my binderoos as my sister was started getting yelled at by the mother. She was screaming, i think my sister threw a party or something. Then my sister got up just kinda talking her points out as the mother yelled and yelled then my sister started yelling. Then out if nowhere the one we've been calling mother, we'll now call "T" , slaped the glasses off of my sister. My sister looked shocked then left the house as T screamed. Now everytime id go over to her house shed make it seem like she was the good one, like he was evil. At this moment i knew for sure, neither of them where the good guys. So i grabbed my sisters glasses and fixed them with my bendaroos. What makes it worse is that my sister came to her house after being abused at mamaws. She knew that and still hurt my sister.

I never stopped smiling. I always knew itd get better.

Age 12 , the step brother sent false claims about my sister, leaving it to wear we couldn't see her for months that felt like years

She tought me that no one could tell me i wasnt what i wanted to be, even if it was a ninja . She tought me to fight ,how to get out of trouble, and told me stories of her stealing at my age. I only ever stole food or tiny things as we rarely had any

And now people at mamaws started ordering me around more , getting meaner , or perhaps they where always mean i just didnt care enough to catch it

I also watched harry potter for the first time and related very VERY much.

2012

We left that house with the creek and that step mother and where off to live at mamaws

Which i loved dearly as ut was the only place i was allowed to exist with out being hit or pushed or screamed at and i could go online

I descovored i love 50s music and shane dawson

I also started going to the elementary school across the street. Now with schools over the years, at first i just didnt care because it was easy and boreing, then it began where i couldnt pay attention as hard as i tried. Id look at a book and have a whole movie in my head playing about a magic book or something where ozzy Osborne came to my school to sing crazy train and hug me ...which i thought about a lot. Then the teacher would call me out for not paying attention, but it was never on perpous id just check out.i also had a habbit of always having teachers who hated me like one time in like first grade a teacher said i was in trouble and moved my car back (which was a paper car on a paper road that youd get rewarded for if you got far or punished if you got taken back). When she did that, i made it obvious that i gave no shits by sitting and saying nothing as she yelled. Hen she moved it firther back when seeing no reaction from me. Then further. Then straight up just called the father who we'll now call V. To another teacher who lout laud to the class said her dog writes neater than i.So my grades where never too good

From 2012-2014

Every morning for school at mamaws id get a little coffee, watch a little of the morning news, then head off

Every night i could, id watch boondocs or family guy with my little cousin who was basically my little brother at this point and drink some chocolate milk

Every other week, i think, we'd get our allowance and go to the same walmart on fridays to spend it

It was the most like a family sitch i think id ever had

I remember my first day of middle school, and listening to "makes me happy" by drake bell on the bus, even coming back to do homework and eat butterscotch chips for cookies

That being said after being there until middle school me and the other brother was taken by V to see his new house

I didnt want to go nor stay and i made that very clear. Something seemed,,off.

Then sure enough on the way there v told us he got back with the step mother we'll call the L (hehe)

And that they're now renting the house we're going to together

It was hell, i had to share a room with that step sister , it was back to rarely having enough to eat, virbal abuse, and general bullshit all the time

On top of that, because in oak ridge the age for middle school was one year below the requirement for this new town , i was sent back to an elementary school

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