#loralai x echo

[futuristiclover-x]

she’s my first gal, my priority, my super duper love, and this around of anniversary or something I guess. Happy 1st Anniversary love.

tout est tellement joli près de toi.

[younghideandking]

Lunatical Girls + Sisterhood

[peaky-shelby]

Back to you [6]

Beautifully unfinished.

Pairing: Halsted x oc

Previously: prologue, episode two, three, four, five

Summary: an old friend comes back, carrying with her many secrets that will shake the life of the halstead brothers.

Words: 1,450

Warnings: angst, angst, angst

Author's note: please if you are reading don't forget to leave comments, it's really important to me. Thank you so much xx

“I can’t believe you remembered my favorites.” Said Loralai while putting on her sweatpants. She had been very suprised that Will had remembered her favorite pair and happy about it too. She was even happier because her recovery was going great which could mean she would get out of here quicker the expected.

Will was with his back later against the door of the room. He had been awfully silent since he came back and there was a weird vibe around him which Loralai was quick to catch. After tying the knot on her sweat pants she tilted her head to look at him, narrowing her eyes. “Are you ok Doctor?” She questioned, noticing that he was looking at small Polaroid. “What’s that?”

Will cleared his throat, standing straight. He kept biting his lip and rubbing his hair, none of his movements were going unoticed to her. She knew the drill, he was worried and mad about something, it was clear. “I found this while I was looking for your clothes...” He paused, approaching her “I just can’t remember when it was taken so if you could help me out here..” he left the Polaroid in her lap and crushed his arms.

Loralai’s eyes opened widely at the sight, her heart started beating quicker out of the memories that came back. Her mind traveled in time to that party. The music, the lights, the unknown people around her, her sweat and fears. She didn’t remember much, must of the night had been washed away from the alcohol she had drank. She could recall only two things clearly without a doubt, her heartache and the moment on the photograph. It was almost a week after her break up with Will and she was trying to burn the pain with wine, to replace one drug with another. One moment she was alone and the next Jay was there, hand on her cheek and then— Flash. The sound of a picture being taken. So quick, so blurry and yet so real.

“It wasn’t in a very good hiding place Loralai.” Will’s voice brought her back to the cold and silent hospital room.

“I wasn’t trying to hide it.” She spat back, he laughed in return, making her look up at him. “There is nothing to hide Will!”

“You just forgot to mention it, ha?” He asked ironically. She sighed, knowing that this wasn’t a battle she was going to win easily.

“It happened after we broke up.”

“Is that supposed to make it better?”

“I didn’t mean anything Will.”

“Then why did you keep the picture?”

She held back. She thought about that night again, about what happened after the kiss. She could hear The voices in her head telling her to keep going but choose to leave instead and then next morning her friend came by the house, giving her this Polaroid. She could have rejected it, throw it away but she choose to keep it. Why? “I don’t know.” She admitted looking down. Will laughed, a laugh that scared her heart.

“And yet you still say it meant nothing..”

“I’m just telling you the truth!” She snapped, standing up “That’s why you’re here, right? You want an explication! So let me explain!” Will motioned for her to go on, despite the fires of anger that were burning in his eyes “we were in a party, we got drunk, we kissed, a friend of mine took a picture and then I left. That’s it, that’s the story. If you wanna hate me for it, go ahead! God knows you’ve been waiting to find a reason!”

“Don’t do that!” He raised his finger “don’t play the victim card Loralai. There is no version of this where you or him are the victims!" His voice started getting louder “How can I know you are telling me the truth?”

“Now you’re just being paranoid as always!”

“Or maybe you wanted me to find it. This your revenge for me breaking up with you? Hm?”

"revenge?” Loralai gasped in disbelief. She knew that most of what he was saying were only words of anger but she turned her back on him, unable to even look at him. He kept shouting and yelling, his voice was starting to turn into a void, a simple echo that made her dizzy. The accusations were too heavy for her heart to handle. He was angry, he has the right to be angry, she reminded herself but his words were still sharp like a knife and her skin as fragile as glass.

Suddenly she felt like something was piercing her freshly made wound. Dr. Rhodes had been very specific about stress and the damage it could do. She placed her hand gently on her wound while kept going on and on like a broken record. She felt the blood on her palm, the feeling of it made her entire body shiver. She held on the little table next to her bed, trying to keep her body still.

“stop" she whispered, trying to warn him. She couldn't take it any longer. But he didn't stop, he probably didn't even hear her. So she tried again, repeating the word, each time louder than before until it came out so loud even she was scared "STOP PLEASE! SHUT UP!" she shouted turning around to look at him. When doing that, she lost her balance and tripped on her own feet, falling backwards. Will was quick to move and grabbed her by her arms. He looked worryingly at her reopened wound. Loralai could even see a bit of regret in his eyes but as soon as he tried to take of her shirt and help her she snatched his hands, warning him to stop.

"I want Doctor Rhodes." she said. A request that Will tried to ignore but she insisted "don't touch me! Stay away from me!" she told him finally earning his attention. She slapped his hands away from her, like age was blaming him for her current state and screamed for him to get out of the room. Then the door opened, Maggie walked in looking like she had heard what happened. Dr. Rhodes followed behind her. Maggie approached Will, placing her hand on his shoulder in an attempt to pull him away "Will! Come on" she whispered while Dr. Rhodes, started patching up Loralai again. She was happy to see him leave, it somehow lessened the pain.

"I thought I said no stress" said Rhodes trying to lighten the mood but she didn't answer.

After he was done with her, he went to find Halstead on the doctor's lounge. He was sitting on the sofa, playing anxiously with his fingers. He didn't even realise Rhodes entered the room until he spoke "that was quite a show back there." Will immediately stood up when he saw his coworker, ignoring his witty comment.

"is she ok?" he asked.

"she'll be fine." Will nodded and headed to the door but Connor stood in front of it crossing his arms. "where do you think you are going?" he asked.

"I want to see her."

"that's too bad because you can't!"

"excuse me?!"

Connor sighed, knowing that there was probably going to be a fight. "you can't see her will-".

"she's my friend!"

"and She's my patient! I cant let you go in, when you are putting her well being in danger! It's my responsibility to take care of her!"

"you can't stop me-!"

"but the policemen in front of her door can! And they've been ordered to do so. I'm warning you Halstead! Don't make a scene out of this!" his tone was stern and he made it clear that Will would not be a able to see Loralai.

"it's not your choice to make." he insisted, raising his voice but connor's tone got louder to, speaking over him.

"I never said it was my choice will!" Will gulped. Connor could see the pain in his eyes, the betrayal he was feeling and he lowered his voice again, talking more calmly to him. "I made a suggestion for my patient. She agreed."

Will turned around, rubbing his face and pacing around the room nervously. Connor watched him, almost feeling bad for him, having know his coworker for as long as he did he knew he had trouble with controlling his emotions. "try and calm down! And we can talk about this again." he opened the door to leave "and don't do anything stupid."

When he left Will punched the cardboards with his hand, brusining it. A minute ago he was simply angry, now he was also sad and broken. He messed up for the 100th time, so much so that she didn't even wanna see him.

"will they need you outside!" said Maggie coming in and will nodded at least he had work to occupy himself with.

[futuristiclover-x]

whenever you’re ready, can we surrender? I surrender.

[futuristiclover-x]

the lunatical games + the six stages of a relationship.

c e  j o u r - l à  n e  m e  r a m è n e  p a s

[futuristiclover-x]

let the nostalgia strike in; lunatical + fine line [4/12] ; LIGHTS UP.

all the lights couldn’t put out the dark

running through my heart,

lights up, and they know who you are.

[younghideandking]

Birthday gift part.5 + Bonus

“ La cité des mâles veille sur le quartier des lunes Elles veulent y faire leur place et doivent y laisser quelques plumes De peine, de veine, tenaces Elles brillent d'audace S'enflamment, un flegme qui brûle, si belles Bien plus qu'au soleil ”

[younghideandking]

“ You are a dangerous collection of all my favourite things. An old soul, a heart of gold and hands that make my body sing ”

— Becholai, a Lunatical bloody love story.

[younghideandking]

LUNATICAL + Leodi and Echolai’s parallel.

[futuristiclover-x]

It was weird, how it all started. Loralai only had affection for Echo, if she was honest. She only liked that girl, how her name rolled of her tongue, and how her hands were heavy with the blood she shed. She never cared for the Skaikru boy, because she always thought he was responsible for everything. Truth be told, she always listened to Echo as if the Azgeda girl could hold the undenying truth in her mouth.

But six years had passed. And they all grew up. Echo and Bellamy were together, and Loralai relished in the tales Octavia and Miller would tell her about the boy who did everything to save his sister. In return, she tried to tell them how Echo was the fiercest girl she’s known, how loyal she was, how she’d have done anything to be forgiven if it means she’d have a family.

Six years had passed, and all she did, most of the time, was grieving the love she’d already lost, her sea girl, and the love she dreamt of, the cold one. She found herself mourning the boy of the stars too, and she couldn’t bring herself to hate him anymore.

And one day they opened the bunker, and here he was standing, the boy of the stars, that aged gracefully, that had saved them all. That had saved his family, she discovered, as she sees Echo, by her side, and it’s weird, but she wanna say thank you to him. And so she does.

The three of them have differencies. A lot of them. Bellamy was warm at heart, and he wanted to help everyone, and sometimes, Echo was still cold, but they found peace while Loralai’s impulsive heart still screams at heart for what they had to do in the bunker.

But at the end of the day, they make it work. It’s weird, how she founds herself fitting in the dynamic. How Echo’s hands are not missing, in her hair, but now they’re joined by Bellamy’s arms around her waist, and around Echo’s, and how she founds easy to say that she’d die for them. If that makes her the enemy of Wonkru, then so be it, but she mourned them once and doesn’t want to mourn them another time.

It was funny too, because in their dynamics, she’s the one who could be the hands. Bellamy is the heart, warm, and always willing to sacrifice anything for his family, his new found family. Echo is the hand. She can distances herself, and she’s quite calculating. It’s everything that’s good about her, and she’s always rational. Loralai’s hands are always open, and caring, and now she can fit Echo and Bellamy in there, her whole world.

They get in the ship, and while Bellamy’s out there, watching over anyone, Loralai finds it easy to curl up around Echo, and to believe that six years never passed, and that she’s still the girl that made her feel alive after Luna left. She also found it easy to pass her fingers through her hair, and whispers some old tales they learned when they were kids, in case she forgot in those six years. They’re joined by Bellamy, who sits close to them.

They’re going to sleep for sometimes, and Loralai’s comfortable with that, even more so when she’s told by Clarke that it’s going to be like falling asleep for a minute, but it’s actually going to be something around ten years.

It’s actually 125 years, but it doesn’t matter, because when she opens her eyes, she’s met with Bellamy’s smiling face. There’s something sad, and off about him, and later, she’ll learn that’s because Monty and Harper are gone, but his hands are inviting when he gets her out of the cryo pod, and Loralai admits that she’s giddy. In the pod next to her is Echo, and she’s still asleep. And she can’t wait to have her back. And as cold as she can be, the moment she opens her eyes, Loralai offers her the biggest smile she can give.

They found themselves sitting in front of the gigantic window. For once, it’s Echo in the middle, and even if one of Loralai’s hand is in Bell’s hand, her head rests on Echo’s shoulder, and she could swear she heard the girl purr, and she loves that. 

She loves what it means. 

She loves this proximity, as they’re watching the planet shining under the two suns, and she can only loves it more, when she hears Bellamy whisper, softly.

“Welcome home.”