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MEMORANDUM DECISION ON RESPONDENT'S MOTION TO DISSOLVE TEMPORARY CIVIL STALKING INJUNCTION

Introduction

The Court conducted evidentiary hearings regarding the Respondent’s Motion to Dissolve the Temporary Civil Stalking Injunction. These hearings took place on June 25, June 26, June 30, July 1, and July 8, 2008. Due to the Court’s full schedule, these hearings were held over multiple dates, which the Court regrets. The parties were represented by counsel: Joanna Sagers represented the Petitioner, while Kay Burningham represented the Respondent. Following the hearings, both parties submitted final arguments in writing, and on July 22, 2008, the Petitioner filed a Request to Submit for Decision.

Having reviewed the evidence and considered the arguments presented by counsel, the Court issues the following Memorandum Decision.

Background

The Petitioner filed a Request for a Civil Stalking Injunction on May 1, 2008, alleging two separate incidents of stalking by the Respondent. Specifically, the Request outlined incidents on March 14, 2008, at Estillo Salon, and on April 14, 2008, at Dr. William Burns’s Dental Office. The Petitioner claims that the Respondent's actions caused her significant emotional distress and a fear of physical harm.

The Petitioner's Request details the history of her relationship with the Respondent, which began as a romantic involvement and ultimately led to their engagement. However, the engagement was broken off, and the Petitioner sought to remain on amicable terms with the Respondent.

Despite her wishes, the Respondent’s conduct escalated. The Petitioner describes several troubling incidents that occurred in 2006, including an instance where the Respondent trespassed at her home and another in which he allegedly detained her against her will at his residence. Both of these incidents were reported to law enforcement. In response to these events, the Petitioner ceased contact with the Respondent.

In December 2007, the Petitioner discovered that the Respondent still viewed their relationship as ongoing, despite her clear communication that they were no longer involved. The Respondent continued to send gifts and make unwanted contact with the Petitioner.

Allegations of Stalking

The Petitioner's allegations of stalking are summarized as follows:

March 13, 2008 Incident at Estillo Salon: The Respondent appeared at the Petitioner's hair salon and requested personal information about her.

March 2008 Text Messages: The Respondent allegedly sent a series of text messages to the Petitioner, including statements such as, "God meant for us to be together, you will always be mine, I will never let you go."

March 28, 2008 Incident: The Petitioner once again informed the Respondent that she wanted no further contact with him. The Respondent’s response was reportedly dismissive, stating, "Your life is my business, and you will never belong to anyone else."

Repeated Harassment at the Petitioner's Workplace: Over the following weeks, the Respondent visited the Petitioner's place of business on multiple occasions, attempting to obtain information about her from her coworkers. Additionally, he made after-hours phone calls to her workplace.

April 19, 2008 Incident: The Respondent arrived at the Petitioner’s place of work, where he was instructed to leave. During this encounter, the Respondent allegedly became angry and was escorted out of the premises. Notably, it was reported that the Respondent was carrying a concealed weapon at the time of this incident.

Cease and Desist Letter and Further Violations: Despite receiving a cease-and-desist letter, the Respondent reportedly sent a package to the Petitioner's workplace. The Petitioner reported these subsequent incidents to law enforcement, providing police reports and a detailed log of the stalking incidents in support of her Request for a Civil Stalking Injunction.

Temporary Civil Stalking Injunction

In response to the Petitioner's Request, the District Court issued a Temporary Civil Stalking Injunction, which ordered the Respondent to cease all acts of stalking, refrain from contacting the Petitioner, and stay away from the Petitioner's workplace, residence, and other specified locations, including the Petitioner's vehicle, her hair salon, and Sugar Post Pottery. The temporary injunction also prohibited the Respondent from contacting individuals connected to the Petitioner, including Hal Peacock, Goldie Peacock, Lois Peacock, Dr. William Burns, and Kathy Wolfe.

Respondent’s Motion to Dissolve the Temporary Injunction

The Respondent filed a Motion to Dissolve the Temporary Civil Stalking Injunction, asserting that the allegations of stalking were either exaggerated or unfounded. The Motion was filed in a timely manner and was the subject of the evidentiary hearings conducted over the course of several days.

Analysis and Decision

The Court has carefully reviewed the testimony presented during the evidentiary hearings, as well as the written submissions of the parties. Based on the evidence presented, the Court finds that the Petitioner has established that the Respondent’s conduct constitutes stalking under the applicable legal standards. The Respondent's repeated unwanted contact, including trespassing, harassment at the Petitioner's workplace, and the sending of gifts and messages despite the Petitioner’s clear requests for no further contact, demonstrate a pattern of behavior that caused the Petitioner to experience emotional distress and fear for her safety.

While the Respondent has raised arguments to the contrary, including claims that some of the actions were mischaracterized or exaggerated, the Court finds that the evidence supports the Petitioner's claims of stalking. The Respondent's actions were not only unwelcome but also persisted despite clear and repeated requests for the Respondent to cease.

The Statute Civil stalking is proved by establishing the same elements as criminal stalking.

Utah Code §77-3a-1 01 (1). The applicable provision of the Code provides as follows:2

(1) As used in this section:

(a) "Course of conduct" means repeatedly maintaining a visual or

2The statute was amended effective May 5, 2008, Because the Petitioner's Request was submitted some days earlier, the prior version of the statute is applicable.

physical proximity to a person or repeatedly conveying verbal or written threats or threats implied by conduct or a combination thereof directed at or toward a person.

(b) "Immediate family" means a spouse, parent, child, sibling, or any other person who regularly resides in the household or who regularly resided in the household within the prior six months.

(2) A person is guilty of stalking who:

(a) intentionally or knowingly engages in a course of conduct directed at a specific person that wo_ld cause a reasonable person:

(i) to fear bodily injury to himself. . . ; or

(ii) to suffer emotional distress to himself. . . ;

(b) has knowledge or should have knowledge that the specific person:

(i) will be placed in reasonable fear of bodily injury to himself . . . ; or

(ii) will suffer emotional distress. . . . ; and

( c) whose conduct:

(i) induces fear in the specific person of bodily injury tohimself. . . : or

(ii) causes emotional distress inJhe specific person. . . .

Utah Code § 76-5-106.5.

The Petitioner has the burden of showing by a preponderance of the evidence that the Respondent has stalked the Petitioner. Id. at § 77-3a-101(6)(a). At the hearing, the Court may modify, revoke, or continue the injunction. Id. at § 77-3a-7.

The Evidentiary Hearing The Court heard testimony from the Petitioner; the Petitioner's colleague Kathleen Wolfe; the Petitioner's employer Dr. William Burns; the Petitioner's colleague

Michelle Hawkins; the Petitioner's mother Lois Peacock; Division of Child and Family Services employee Leland Robinson; the Respondent's friend and business associate Douglas Osmond; the Respondent's son Danny Buttars; the Respondent's friend and business partner Vincent Romney; the Respondent, and the Respondent's friend and co-worker Steve Garretson.

The Petitioner and the Respondent have known each other for several years, during which time they have had an intermittent romantic relationship including an engagement to be married, punctuated by periods of friendship. Even during periods when they ostensibly were "just friends," they have been intensely involved in one another's lives. This has included the Petitioner redecorating the Respondent's house, providing extended periods of child care for his son, and spending the night at the Respondent's house on holiday visits. Their relationship, however it is characterized, has ended, and the Petitioner has accused the Respondent of stalking her. Although the Request specified but two instances of alleged stalking, the'

description refers to a number of instances which could be construed as a longstanding pattern. Further, considerable portions of the hearing were devoted to numerous instances which, in the Petitioner's view, cumulatively demonstrate stalking.

Accordingly, the following analysis looks at these alleged instances, and –repeatedly inquires: (1) Did the Respondent intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress? (2) Did the Respondent have, or should he have had, knowledge that the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress? and (3) Did the Petitioner actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a result of the Respondent's conduct?

The September 2006 Incident in Summit County The Petitioner testified that on a visit to the Respondent's house in September 2006 she told him she was not in love with him, and that he became "outraged" and grabbed her wrists. He trapped her in his upstairs bedroom for "hours and hours."After she got away, she went down the stairs and he threw framed pictures at her and pulled curtain rods off the wall. She was hit by the picture frames. She testified that the incident scared her.

The Respondent also testified about the circumstances leading up to the Petitioner's departure that night. The Petitioner was planning to stay the night, and the two of them were in bed together but got "carried away" despite a mutual decision not to have sex. She was going to leave, but was crying and upset and he was concerned about her driving in that condition. He acknowledges standing in front of her "for about two seconds, and admits dropping her photo off the stairwell in a symbolic gesture. Further, he testified that this could have been interpreted as violent, but he does not believe she was afraid. He denies any intent to harm her.

The Petitioner left the Respondent's house in Summit County and headed hom to Salt Lake City. She testified that on her way down the canyon, she hit something in the road. Instead of calling 911 or for other emergency assistance, she called the Respondent. She testified that she "doesn't know" why she called the Respondent instead of 911. She testified that he did not answer the call. Thereafter, she testified that she drove herself to an emergency room, where she did not report that she had been hit by objects allegedly thrown by the Respondent.

The Respondent testified that he answered the Petitioner's call, she told him about the accident, said she was all right, and they agreed to speak in the morning. When he called her the next day, she told him that she had been to the emergency room. He contends that during that call, the Petitioner said it was all right for him to visit her, and that she would unlock the door. His visit to her house is the subject of the next section.

Danny Buttars, the Respondent's son, was in the house during the incident in which the Petitioner allegedly was held for hours against her will. His proffered testimony is to the effect that he believes he would have heard the incident if it had happened as the Petitioner alleges, but did not hear anything like that.

Approximately a week after this incident, the Petitioner reported it to the Summit County police, but did not mention that she was held for "hours and hours" or that she had been assaulted by the Respondent throwing objects at her. The report suggests, and the Petitioner's testimony confirmed, that what she told the police was that "he stepped in front of her so she could not get by." The Respondent raised his voice, then "grabbed her by the arm and pushed her into a dresser." There is no mention of an accident in the canyon or a trip to the emergency room.

The Court finds that (1) in this instance, the Respondent did not intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress;

(2) the Respondent did not have, nor should he have had, knowledge tha

the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress and

(3) the Petitioner did not actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a

result of the Respondent's conduct. The Petitioner's testimony about this incident was not credible. Among other things, her long-after-the-fact report to the police is not consistent with her testimony in these proceedings that the Respondent detained her "for hours and hours," and the Court therefore finds that this incident did not transpire in the manner described by the Petitioner. Further, the Court finds that the Petitioner did not actually fear bodily injury or suffer significant emotional distress from their argument, inasmuch as she chose to telephone the Respondent immediately after she allegedly fled from having been detained for "hours and hours," and made no mention of objects striking her when she went to the emergency room.

The Respondent's Visit to the Petitioner's House The Petitioner lives with her mother, Lois Peacock, in a house in Salt Lake City. Ms. Peacock testified that on September 1O, 2006, she was in the kitchen with the Petitioner when the Respondent arrived, came into the house uninvited and without ringing the doorbell, and began "hollering" at the Petitioner. He was told to leave but refused, the police were called, and he left.

The Petitioner also testified that the Respondent was screaming and yelling when he came into the house, and that she and her mother were scared, prompting her to call the police. The Respondent left before the police arrived. The Respondent, as noted above, testified that he was invited to the house. The Salt Lake Police Department report of the incident states that the Petitioner told the police "of the abuse, that suspect David Buttars had done to her on Wednesday night in Park City." The Petitioner told the officers that the Respondent entered the house without permission, but left when she called police. After this incident, the Petitioner "decided to try again."

The Court finds that (1) in this instance, whether he was invited or not, the Respondent by coming into the house and yelling at the Petitioner, then failing to leave until the police had been summoned, intentionally or knowingly engaged in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to suffer emotional distress; and (2) the Respondent had, or should have had, knowledge that the Petitioner would suffer emotional distress.

Whether the emotional distress was significant is debatable, however. The Court does not find, however, that the Petitioner actually suffered significant emotional distress as a result of the Respondent's conduct. Her decision to engage in continued relations with the Respondent is inconsistent with the level of emotional distress encompassed by the stalking statute. Whereas the Court is cognizant of the fact that "intervening conciliatory gestures will not preclude a court from finding a course of conduct, (Towner v. Ridgway, 182 P.3d 347 (Utah 2008)). Petitioner's distress over this instance was short-lived and not significant.

Christmas 2006

The Petitioner and her mother celebrated Christmas with the Respondent. Ms. Peacock testified that as dinner was being prepared, the Respondent's stove top broke and he became upset and "threw" it. The Respondent denies throwing any part of the stove.

The Petitioner and her mother both spent the night at the Respondent's house, with, the Petitioner sleeping with the Respondent in his bedroom. The Court finds that even assuming that the Respondent displayed an angry outburst concerning a malfunctioning stove, (1) the Respondent did not intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress; (2) the Respondent did not have, nor should he have had,knowledge that the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress; and

(3) the Petitioner did not actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a result of the Respondent's conduct. Among other things, the Petitioner's overnight stay demonstrates that she was neither emotionally distressed nor afraid of the Respondent in the aftermath of the incident involving the stove top.

June 2007

At the Petitioner's suggestion, she and the Respondent took a trip together. The Petitioner testified she was not afraid of the Respondent then. The relationship cooled again after that.

Christmas 2007

The Petitioner and her mother spent Christmas 2007 with the Respondent and his son at the Respondent's house. This Petitioner spent the night with the Respondent in the Respondent's bedroom.

January 2008

The Petitioner testified that she broke off the relationship again in January 2008. She nevertheless stayed with Danny that month while the Respondent and Danny's mother were both out of town. Upon his return, she met the Respondent at the airport, and by the Respondent's account and that of Steven Gerritson and Douglas Osmond, gave him a "passionate kiss." The Respondent also testified that she said "I love you" when she met him at the airport.

Valentine's Day 2008

The Respondent came to the Petitioner's house on Valentine's Day at a time when he did not expect her to be there, but when the Petitioner's mother, Ms. Peacock, was present. The Respondent's visit was not expected, and he came in the back door, which was his customary access. Ms. Peacock testified that she was "scared."

The Respondent testified that he brought the Petitioner "friendship gifts"-a bear, and some chocolates. He believed she would not be there, and: planned to leave them with her mother. Ms. Peacock let him in. The Petitioner was horne, however, and by the Respondent's account, thanked and hugged him. He left, and although the Petitioner considered the gifts inappropriate in view of the lack of a romantic relationship between them, the Petitioner called him later and they talked for approximately one hour. She testified that she was not afraid of him during these encounters. Although the Petitioner called the Respondent several times on February 16 and they talked for more than three hours, they had little contact after that. He testified that he was tired of the intermittent nature of their relationship, and there was a corresponding decrease in the number and duration of their phone calls, a decrease corroborated by the telephone billing records.

March 2008

The Respondent mailed the Petitioner an Easter card, which caused her "concern." The pre-printed message states" There's no one quite like you, with your warm and gentle way, There are no words to tell you what your friendship means each day. .. You're always such a pleasure and a special joy to know, And Easter is the perfect time for me to tell you so. Happy Easter." A hand-written portion states, "Hey Julie, I do and always will love you. I treasure what we had, have & will have in the future. I'm only a quick call away. Have a happy and peaceful Easter. Love always DAVID." The Respondent denied underlining the phrase in the portion he hand-wrote; the Petitioner testified it was underlined when she received the card. The Respondent also testified that he intended the card as a card between friends.

The Petitioner called the Respondent on March 19, 2008 because she had "tife threatening surgery coming up." She testified that she felt comfortable calling him, and that they had an hour-long conversation about breast cancer. The Respondent confirmed that they had a long conversation about mortality that day, and the Petitioner told him she had additional biopsies and surgery scheduled April 1. Both parties testified that at this point, there was no romantic relationship between them.

The Court finds that (1) by sending the Petitioner an Easter card with this particular message, the Respondent did not intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress; (2) the Respondent d!d not have, nor should he have had, knowledge that the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress; and (3) the Petitioner did not actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a result of the Easter card. The message of the card, even the hand-written portions, is benign and in keeping with the parties' long history of involvement with one another, and the Respondent had no reason to think that it would .rlot be happily received. Moreover, the fact that the Petitioner called the Respondent a few days later when she had just received an alarming medical diagnosis demonstrates that she perceived the card as it was intended: an invitation to call him if she needed or wanted him.

The Respondent's Visits to the Dental Office

The Petitioner has worked in the dental office of Dr. William D. Burns since May 2006. Her colleagues include Kathy Wolfe, who is the office manager. Ms. Wolfe testified that she knows the Respondent through the Petitioner and as a patient at Dr. Burns's office. Michelle Hawkins, another colleague, was also involved in some of the following interactions. The Respondent received dental services at Dr. Burns's office in January, February, and March 2007, making his appointments through the Petitioner. The Respondent's son Danny also received dental services at Dr. Burns's office in August 2007.

Ms. Wolfe considered it "odd" that the Respondent sought treatment there in view of the "strained relationship" with the Petitioner after their broken engagement, which had occurred before the Petitioner began working for Dr. Burns. The Respondent testified, as did Dr. Burns, that there had been some discussion between them about the poor quality of work performed by the Respondent's usual dentist. Because of this, the Respondent sought treatment for himself and for Danny from Dr. Burns.

Dr. Burns testified that he rarely treats children, and that he doesn't consider the Respondent a "regular" patient whom he treated in a comprehensive way. With respect to Danny's treatment, Dr. Bums noted that his condition was an emergency, but not for the reasons the Respondent considered it an emergency. On April 3, 2008 the Respondent went to the office seeking treatment for his son

Danny. Ms. Wolfe testified he had no appointment; the Respondent testified that he did. The Petitioner was not present, and the Respondent knew she would not be present. The Respondent initiated a conversation with Ms. Wolfe that included expressions of concern about the Petitioner, and questions about her friend Michael.

The Respondent came back that afternoon, and the conversation "made her uncomfortable" and she felt concerned for her own safety. Michelle Hawkins was present during part of this conversation, and corroborated its content. A few days later, the Respondent telephoned Ms. Wolfe on a Sunday, ostensibly to inquire about Danny's post-operation swelling, but segueing il:1to unrelated topics which included questions about the Petitioner, and also the Petitioner's friend Michael.

On April 14, 2008, the Respondent demanded a refund and requested the return and deletion from Dr. Burns's computer of his own and Danny's dental records. Dr. Burns characterized his demands as a "rant" and "irrational," but also testified that the Respondent did not use foul language, and the Respondent left when he was asked to leave. Dr. Burns sent the Respondent a letter requesting that he stay away from the office and leave the staff alone. (The "package" the Respondent subsequently mailed that office was a formal written demand for his and his son's medical records. The Petitioner did not pursue this allegation as part of the alleged stalking incidents.)

Ms. Wolfe testified that she believes there were a couple of other phone calls from the Respondent. She acknowledges it was possible the Respondent regarded her as a friend, inasmuch as she had been entertained at his house., She testified that she never saw the Respondent with a gun at the dentist's office, and that she had never seen the Respondent threaten the Petitioner. Dr. Burns also testified that he never saw the Respondent with a gun, and although the Respondent was speaking loudly and saying things that "didn't make sense," there was nothing threatening about the incident. Moreover, he regards these proceedings as "a crock," and "much ado about nothing," over things that escalated out of proportion to the degree of the problem.

Ms. Hawkins never saw the Respondent with a gun. The Respondent testified that he took Danny to Dr. Burns's office because of his concern about the quality of dental care he had received from his Park City dentist. He deliberately requested appointments when he knew the Petitioner was absent from work so as to avoid causing a "ruckus" at the office. He was surprised by Dr. Burns's letter indicating .he was not welcome on the premises, among other things because Danny's treatment was not yet complete. He also testified that he did not bring a gun to Dr. Burns's office. As noted above, the Petitioner's Request alleged that in April 2008, the Respondent came to her place of employment several times, and attempted to get information about the Petitioner from her co-workers. He also called them after hours.

On April 19, he was told to leave and not return, but became angry and was escorted out. "[D]uring this incident, the Respondent was carrying a concealed weapon."

The "Stalking Incident Log" maintained by the Petitioner states that on the Respondent's Apri/14, 2008_visit with Danny to Dr. Burns's office for the purpose of having Danny's stitches removed, "David was wearing a gun." The Petitioner's allegations that the Respondent was carrying a gun when he went to Dr. Burns's office are incorrect, as is her statement that he had to be escorted out. Indeed, both statements appear to be outright fabrications.

The Court finds that (1) in connection with his visits to Dr. Burns's dental office, the Respondent did not intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress. He had legitimate reasons to seek treatment there for Danny. To be sure, other options were available, such as finding a new dentist, but the mere fact that he brought his son to the office is not conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily, injury or suffer emotional distress. The fact that he engaged in conversation about the Petitioner, who was away from the office because she was in the midst of a medical crisis, with one of the Petitioner's friends and colleagues likewise would not cause fa reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress. Further, (2) the Respondent did not have, nor should he have had, knowledge that the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional. distress upon being informed that the Respondent and his son had been at the dentist's office; and (3) the Petitioner did not actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a result of the Respondent's conduct.

The DCFS Investigation

The Petitioner testified that she reported the Respondent to the Division of Child and Family Services (HDCFS") after the incidents involving her work, and told them about the Respondent having guns and his threats to kill her family. DCFS employee Levan Robinson testified about a DCFS investigation in April 2008 into allegations that the "Respondent had made a threat with a firearm in the presence of a child. After interviewing Danny, his mother, and the Respondent, the matter was closed on May 6, 2008 with a finding that there was no merit to the complaint.

The Narrative Section of the DCFS report [Exhibit 6] summarizes allegations similar to those stated above concerning the Respondent's to Dr. Burns's office, including: “This man will bring his son with him, holding a gun, and making threats to kill - her family." Further, during an instance in which he prevented her from leaving his house for four hours, "[h]e threatened to kill her and had a gun." Finally, the allegation that "this man came into her work and threatened to kill her and has his gun out. Police were called. He has his son with him on this occasion as welL"

These allegations were found non-meritorious by DCFS, but the Court notes them because the Petitioner accused the Respondent of "holding a gun," and having a gun "out," but there is simply no evidence of this. The Court reiterates: no one at Dr. Burns's office saw a gun; Danny did not see a gun; the Petitioner herself did not see a gun for she was not there; and the Respondent denies having had a gun in the dentist's office. The Petitioner also accused the Respondent of "threatening to kill her" at her place of work, but no such threats were made, and police were not called. Again, these statements appear to be outright fabrications.

The Use of Guns and Violence

Ms. Peacock testified that when she first met the Respondent, he told her he carries a gun for protection. She has never seen him with a gun, and has never seen the Respondent physically threaten the Petitioner.

The Petitioner testified that the Respondent has never pointed a gun at her northreatened her with one, but "said disturbing things" such as indicating that having a gun would ensure that the Petitioner did not get far from him. Danny Butters's proffered testimony is that he has never seen the Respondent brandish a firearm in an inappropriate manner.

In the last few years, the Respondent has acquired several firearms and obtained a weapons permit in May 2007. He showed the Petitioner a gun he kept in his night stand when he was leaving town and the Petitioner was going to be staying- with Danny. He denies making a comment about using it to keep her in line. TheRespondent testified that the Petitioner also keeps a gun in her dresser at home; he has seen it, she knows how to use it, and she is not afraid of them. The Respondent denies taking a gun to the dentist's office. The Respondent testified that he has never hit the Petitioner, and has never intended to cause her fear for her safety.

The Court finds that with respect to showing the Petitioner the gun in his night stand when he was leaving her in charge of his household and his son, (1) the Respondent did not intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress; (2) the Respondent did not have, nor should he have had, knowledge that the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress; and (3) the Petitioner did not actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a result of the Respondent's conduct.

The Rescission Letter

The Respondent is a owner of a company known as Ellipse Technology ("Ellipse"). The Petitioner and her mother have a subscription agreement for the purchase of stock in Ellipse.

The Respondent testified that during a March 27 phone call initiated by the Petitioner, she informed the Respondent that Ellipse is "a lousy company" and she wishes she had never invested in it. This prompted the Respondent to meet with Vince Romney, his business partner. They decided to offer the Petitioner and her mother an opportunity to rescind their investment. Mr. Romney prepared and sent the Petitioner and her mother a letter [Exhibit 13] concerning their investment in Ellipse containing what the Petitioner considers an"ultimatum" and a demand for a response. Mr. Romney testified that he prepared theletter because the Respondent had related to him the Petitioner's discontent with theinvestment, and they wanted to give her an opportunity to "get out."

The letter offered to rescind the offer and sale of the stock purchase. It states: "Should you decide to accept this offer of rescission, kindly sign and return this letter indicating your acceptance. . .. If you decide not to accept this rescission offer, kindly sign and return your copy of this letter indicating that you have declined this offer." The offer would remain open for thirty days, suggests they may wantto consult an attorney, and states, "If you fail to accept this offer in writing within thirty (30) days, any right to sue under the securities laws of the State of Utah will be extinguished."

With respect to the written offer to rescind the stock, the Court finds that (1) the Respondent did not intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress. The letter was written and sent by someone- other than the Respondent, and merely offered to let the Petitioner and her mother out of their investment, which the Petitioner had come to regret. The language of the letter is not something a reasonable person would perceive as a threat. Consistent with this, (2) the Respondent did not have, nor should he have had, knowledge that the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress. It was merely an offer, which could be accepted or refused. It is possible, but the Court is skeptical, that (3) the Petitioner did actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a result of the Respondent's conduct.

The Telephone Calls

The Petitioner and the Respondent had regular telephone contact throughout their relationship. Of particular relevance is the frequency and duration of phone calls in early 2008. These calls were often initiated by the Petitioner, land undercut her testimony that the Respondent's attentions were unwanted. Estillo Salon The Petitioner alleged that in early March 2008, the Respbndent went to Estillo Salon, the Petitioner's hair salon, and requested personal information about the Petitioner. There was no admissible evidence concerning the Respondent's visits to the Estillo Salon.

Text Messages

The Petitioner testified that in March, the Petitioner repeatedly sent her text messages stating things like, "God meant for us to be together, you will always be mine, I will never let you go." These allegations are unsupported by a'1ything other than the Petitioner's testimony, and the Court does not find it credible.

Attorney's Fees

The statute provides that "After a hearing with notice to the affected party, the court may enter an order requiring any party to pay the costs of the action, including reasonable attorney's fees." Utah Code § 77-3a-102. Whether to award fees is a matter of discretion. See Ellison v. Starn, 136 P.3d 1242 (Ut. App. 2006). The Respondent has requested an award of fees and costs "in accordance with th evidence and law to be submitted hereafter." The Court reserves this issue for decision until an appropriate motion is filed and the matter is thoroughly briefed.

ORDER

In the overall context of the parties' longstanding relationship, the Court cannot find two or more instances of civil stalking, and because the Petitioner has not borne her burden by a preponderance of the evidence, the temporary stalking injunction is hereby REVOKED.

This Memorandum Decision shall stand as the order of the Court.

Keith Smith

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rfhtimess · 16 years ago

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MAT Student at Westminister College Lies to Obtain Stalking Injunction

Julie Ray Peacock, MAT Student @ Westminister College Lying to Obtain Stalking Injunction

Court findings of Julie Ray Peacock Lying to obtain a stalking injunction.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

MAT Student at Westminister College Lies to Obtain Stalking Injunction

IN THE DISTRICT COURT OF THE THIRD JUDICIAL DISTRICT

IN AND FOR SALT LAKE COUNTY, STATE OF UTAH

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JULIE RAY PEACOCK,

MEMORANDUM DECISION

Petitioner,

CASE NO. 080907276

vs.

DATE: AUGUST 10, 2008

DAVID BRUCE BUTTARS,

Respondent.

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The Court conducted evidentiary hearings on the Respondent's Motion to Dissolve Temporary Civil Stalking Injunction. These hearings were conducted on June 25, June 26, June 30, July 1; and July 8, 2008. (The Court's already full schedule necessitated conducting these hearings in a piecemeal fashion, a circumstance which the Court regrets. The parties were present and represented by counsel: Joanna Sagers represented the Petitioner; Kay Burningham represented the Respondent. Final arguments were thereafter submitted by counsel in writing, and the Petitioner filed a Request to Submit for Decision on July 22,2008. The Court having received evidence and considered the arguments of counsel now enters this Memorandum Decision.

The Request for Civil Stalking Injunction The Petitioner's May 1, 2008 Request for Civil Stalking Injunction ("Request") alleged two events of stalking: March 14,2008 at Estillo Salon and April 14, 2008 at Dr. William Burns's Dental Office.

The Request described what the Respondent allegedly did and why it caused her emotional distress or fear of physical harm. These allegations are summarized as follows. The parties dated and eventually became engaged, but the Petitioner broke the engagement yet "wished to remain friendly."

On September 10, 2006, the Respondent trespassed at her house and the police were called and a report made. Also in 2006, the Respondent detained the Petitioner in his house, refusing to let her leave. This was reported to the Summit County Sheriff. After these incidents, "the Petitioner cut off all contact with the Respondent." In December 2007, the Petitioner learned that the Respondent still regarded them as being in a dating relationship, but told him again that they were not. "From that point on, the Respondent continued to contact the Petitioner and send her gifts.

On March 13, 2008, the Respondent went to the Petitioner's hair salon and requested personal information about the Petitioner. That month, he repeatedly sentmher text messages stating things like, "God meant for us to be together, you will alwaysmbe mine, I will never let you go."

On March 28, 2008, the Petitioner again told the Respondent that she wanted him to stop contacting her. His reaction was to tell her that her life is his business, and "you will never belong to anyone else."

Over the next several weeks, the Respondent came to the Petitioner's place of business several times, and attempted to get information about the Petitioner from he co-workers. He also called them after hours. On April 19, when he appeared at her work, he was told to leave and not return, but became angry and was escorted out. "[D]uring this incident, the Respondent was carrying a concealed weapon." Despite receiving a cease and desist letter, the Petitioner sent a package to the Petitioner's place of business. The Petitioner reported these incidents to the police. The Petitioner supported her Request with police reports and a stalking incident log. The District Court issued a Temporary Civil Stalking Injunction ordering the Respondent to refrain from stalking the Petitioner, contacting her and Hal Peacock,

Goldie Peacock, Lois Peacock, Dr. William Burns, and Kathy Wolfe. The temporary injunction also ordered the Respondent to stay away from the Respondent's vehicle, job, school, and home, as well as her hair salon, and "Sugar Post Pottery." The Respondent's request to dissolve the injunction ensued and was filed in a timely fashion.

The Statute Civil stalking is proved by establishing the same elements as criminal stalking.

Utah Code §77-3a-1 01 (1). The applicable provision of the Code provides as follows:2

(1) As used in this section:

(a) "Course of conduct" means repeatedly maintaining a visual or

2The statute was amended effective May 5, 2008, Because the Petitioner's Request was submitted some days earlier, the prior version of the statute is applicable.

physical proximity to a person or repeatedly conveying verbal or written threats or threats implied by conduct or a combination thereof directed at or toward a person.

(b) "Immediate family" means a spouse, parent, child, sibling, or any other person who regularly resides in the household or who regularly resided in the household within the prior six months.

(2) A person is guilty of stalking who:

(a) intentionally or knowingly engages in a course of conduct directed at a specific person that wo_ld cause a reasonable person:

(i) to fear bodily injury to himself. . . ; or

(ii) to suffer emotional distress to himself. . . ;

(b) has knowledge or should have knowledge that the specific person:

(i) will be placed in reasonable fear of bodily injury to himself . . . ; or

(ii) will suffer emotional distress. . . . ; and

( c) whose conduct:

(i) induces fear in the specific person of bodily injury tohimself. . . : or

(ii) causes emotional distress inJhe specific person. . . .

Utah Code § 76-5-106.5.

The Evidentiary Hearing The Court heard testimony from the Petitioner; the Petitioner's colleague Kathleen Wolfe; the Petitioner's employer Dr. William Burns; the Petitioner's colleague

The Court finds that (1) in this instance, the Respondent did not intentionally or knowingly engage in conduct that would cause a reasonable person to fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress;

(2) the Respondent did not have, nor should he have had, knowledge tha

the Petitioner would fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress and

(3) the Petitioner did not actually fear bodily injury or suffer emotional distress as a

Christmas 2006

June 2007

At the Petitioner's suggestion, she and the Respondent took a trip together. The Petitioner testified she was not afraid of the Respondent then. The relationship cooled again after that.

Christmas 2007

The Petitioner and her mother spent Christmas 2007 with the Respondent and his son at the Respondent's house. This Petitioner spent the night with the Respondent in the Respondent's bedroom.

January 2008

Valentine's Day 2008

March 2008

The Respondent's Visits to the Dental Office

On April 19, he was told to leave and not return, but became angry and was escorted out. "[D]uring this incident, the Respondent was carrying a concealed weapon."

The DCFS Investigation

The Use of Guns and Violence

The Rescission Letter

The Respondent is a owner of a company known as Ellipse Technology ("Ellipse"). The Petitioner and her mother have a subscription agreement for the purchase of stock in Ellipse.

The Telephone Calls

Text Messages

Attorney's Fees

ORDER

This Memorandum Decision shall stand as the order of the Court.

Bertha Johnson

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ask-the-anomalous-linguist · 1 year ago

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What emo kid bit you? And why?

I didn't immediately see the tags and was confused but unsurprised.

-Trespasser

If a human ever picks their nose with my finger then I am going to scream. I've already been bitten by an emo kid before. People need to keep their body parts to themselves and that DOES INCLUDE MY DEAR BELOVED PUPS. >:(

#text logs: trespasser #ask sparkly heart

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glitchstoxicwaste · 3 years ago

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I AM POLITELY BEGGING THAT WE GET SLASHERS WITH AN ABSOLUTELY FERAL S/O, I'M TALKING SOME REAL GREMLIN SHIT HERE, JUST THESE STOIC MURDER BOYS WITH THE EMBODIMENT OF CHAOS RUNNING AROUND THEM

Slashers x Feral! Gremlin! Reader

OH MY FUCKING GOD I LOVE YOU SO DAMN MUCH!

Hope it's good-

Woah I posted more than once a week? Holy shit man-

Slashers

TW: Feral ass reader, suggestive themes in Bo's, let me know if I missed anything

Continue below the cut!

Michael Myers!

Bro is legit the meme of the dog sitting at a table saying "This is fine" and you are the flame, but remove the text, add a mask, and make the flame a human spider in the corner screeching loudly because your Dino Nuggies aren't done yet.

He has now added a fence around the property with a sign that says "Beware of dog"

So imagine the mailman's surprise when he just sees you run, trip, land on your face, pause for half a second, get back up with your head down, then full on fucking sprinting his way like Sonic the damn Hedgehog.

I shit you not he saw his life flashing before his eyes, bro chucked the mailbag at you and stumbled to go the other way yelling "I'M TURNING IN MY TWO WEEKS NOTICE!"

Every day Michael comes home late to find you dead asleep in the most uncomfortable looking position ever on the floor in the Livingroom, pool of saliva under your cheek, body twitching randomly.

He just sighs, picks you up, takes you to bed, and lays next to you to try and get some sleep.

On days people come onto his property when you both were chilling outside, the teens that hopped the fence freeze when they see Michael and you being calm on the porch, eating cookies, him drinking water, you having a Monster Energy Drink.

You both whip your heads to face them and they freeze like deer caught in headlights thinking Michael was going to attack, but when you and him looked at one another, nodded, and you both got up, the laugh you made scared them more than the giant holding a knife.

Before Michael was even stabbing the teen he caught, here you came, bouncing in joy, you have an unconscious teenager being dragged behind you, you scared him so bad he knocked the fuck out.

He loves you, he does, you entertain him, bring him excitement, and you're basically his own personal security dog, but, you're human.

Jason Voorhees!

Under normal circumstances, he would keep you in the cabin to keep you safe, now, he keeps you in the cabin to keep you from biting the ankles of the trespassers.

You are like a squirrel with rabies, but human, and the foam in your mouth isn't from rabies, its from your saliva bubbling because you're fucking VIBRATING uncontrollably.

One time, you and him went to the lake, he wanted you to swim and release some of that energy.

He didn't expect you to run up to him holding a fucking snake by its head yelling "LOOK WHAT I FOUND!"

He got so scared for both you AND the snake, did it bite you? no? Did you bite it? Yes? Why is he not surprised...

On days it seems him and Pamela can't keep up with the trespassers, they release their ultimate weapon, Jason's s/o, you.

At first when you waltz up to them they think you were lost, but then you jump on one of them, yeah no... FUCKING SCATTER!

You befriended all the animals in the area, including insects, you give spiders little offerings for fucks sake!

Whenever he's chopping firewood, you'll be doing laps, running around him at full speed panting like a dog and giggling uncontrollably.

You tripped over a rock and your face planted right on a log, he hate's to admit he enjoyed the calmness and silence of you laying there processing what just happened... but either way he was about to put the axe down and check on you when you slowly got up.

You stood with your back to him and he walked over to you, he reached to put his hand on your shoulder but you had whipped around and gave him a huge smile and a thumbs up.

He would shrug it off and hug you... if you weren't pouring blood out of your nose and missing a tooth.

What is he going to do with you.

Norman Bates!

You bring a new excitement into his life!

And let me tell you, Mother was shocked at how you weren't sex crazy... you were CRAZY crazy.

He keeps you with him, a child harness on you at all times, there were a few times he muzzled you because you were legit barking... he doesn't know what else to do!

You keep kids entertained... sometimes...

You're hard to control, after a while he just had you attached to a kid harness which was attached to the door handle to the room behind the reception desk.

He gives you Energy Drinks when you keep quiet while he checks people into the motel.

He really starts to appreciate the silence of being alone, but he would never leave you, he loves you too much.

Brahms Heelshire!

He doesn't understand at first, you were so tame and respectful up until he came out from the walls, then you turned rabid.

Is this what it's like whenever he would throw a tantrum? Is this all of his old nanny's revenge for him killing them and throwing tantrums? Oh god...

After a while he becomes numb to it.

When groceries are delivered to the house and the doorbell rings he watches as you do slide across the floor, crash into the wall, and swing the door open as you bounce on your toes.

You both put groceries away, then its back to screeching down the halls and laughing randomly.

Once someone broke into the house and Brahms didn't know until he heard someone yell out in pain, he rushes to where you are and is dumbfounded when he sees you latched onto the intruder with your teeth buried into his shoulder.

He asked for a nanny, not a weird ass dog.

Bedtime excites him, you're calm and pliant for once, he can admire your relaxed state now, your face showing no emotion, body spent from the running, nose having a little dry blood from when you knocked over a book case and broke your nose earlier.

Billy Lenz!

Oh no...

Bad idea mixing you both...

The Moaner and the Gremlin met and started dating...

You both ran everyone out of the house with your spontaneous bursts of energy.

The noises you both make could make anyone uncomfortable instantly, from him slurping on his own saliva and his heavy breathing to you soft and random laughing and cracking your joints roughly.

One day you both were decorating the tree for Christmas, he couldn't get the star up, so you ran and jumped on it causing it to fall.

Billy shouted "Timber!" and you both began laughing.

But he does love the silent, calm, cuddle moments you both have, it makes him feel loved and appreciated.

Thomas Hewitt!

The whole family got used to you right away.

Legit imagine being a victims facing Thomas, a huge, buff, tall man holding a chainsaw, and then all of a sudden you see a tiny human pop out from behind him physically vibrating.

You became the family's alarm for escaped dinner, you can sense movement outside, whip around, and bolt out the door yelping and screaming.

The family goes outside to see you chasing down someone, tackle them, and then sprint back with a living person being dragged behind you.

Hoyt fears you and keeps away.

Luda Mae appreciates your liveliness and dedication to Thomas.

Thomas loves you and your acceptance.

Due to you being.. well.. you.. he doesn't feel bad about taking off his mask.

One time Hoyt said something dumb about Tom's face and before Luda could do anything about it you lunged at him.

You wrapped yourself around his leg tight, and bit his thigh HARD!

You caused him to have a giant scar, a large chunk of his leg missing, a hole in his jeans, and a proud smile on your face.

Bo Sinclair!

You annoyed him, you still do, but he learned that you can't be tamed in any way.

You escaped his traps, escaped Vincent, and ATE YOUR WAY THROUGH WAX! FUCKING WAX!

He has you help out in Ambrose, you scare people more than he does when he holds a gun to their head.

You being there causes them to freeze, you have a spot in the corner of his garage, a little cot and a sign above it that says "Don't come near me, I will remove your limbs."

People become more pliant to Bo when you stand by him as he works.

He can let all his anger out on you and the next day you'll be calm from him using up a portion of your energy while he is in bed knocked out and spent fully.

When Bo flirts with other people you keep him in line, he senses danger whenever your even a little pissy, so when he gets caught flirting he knows to introduce you as his s/o before he gets his knees bent backwards.

Vincent Sinclair!

You are not allowed to be hyper in his art room, the art room is a thing you earn to be in.

When you're hyper and in "Havoc" mode you and shipped to Lester to let out energy with Jonesy, or to Bo to annoy.

When you're calm and not so hyper you can be in his art area with him.

You keep watch of those in that room, attacking anyone who dares to escape.

He uses you as a reference a lot.

When he wants to draw a landscape he lets you out with him so you can get out energy.

Chuckles when you roll down hills because you lost balance while running and started to tumble.

Tells you to catch any tumbleweeds that roll around, knowing you'll be distracted by them running sporadically around.

Plays with your hair if you have any and chuckles when you purr and lean into his touch.

Amused when you fall over because he moved his hand, thus loosing your support.

Adores to draw your sleeping figure, so rarely calm and relaxed, you're his favorite work of art, but god you sure are a piece of work.

Lester Sinclair!

It's like having two dogs, except one is human and he's in love with you.

Adores watching you and Jonesy play and roll around, you both having fun doing wild things fills his heart.

Brings you to work with him, you make work more fun and interesting for him.

He can't help but laugh when you annoy Bo, because everyone knows you will knock him on his ass if you wanted to.

Appreciates how you don't care about his smell and lack of hygiene.

When you both wrestle and rough house it makes him happy to know you trust him enough to do this with him.

Learns to appreciate quiet time though.

The silence and calmness, domesticity of the situation, makes his heart flutter.

At night when you both are snuggling into each other with Jonesy at you feet, the thought of tomorrow excites him more now than it did before.

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poisonouswritings · 3 years ago

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This but it's Modern!Sage trying to play off how Tulsi, Felix and Anisa keep calling you The Exception

I'm glad The Exception has become a mini series on here. Everyone remember to think @de-dodox for it

GN!Reader, Modern!AU my beloved, love our little tsundere kitty cat

Tulsi is the admin of the group chat and she changes your name to The Exception. Everyone except Sage thinks it's hilarious. He is blowing up Tulsi's phone and she's just screenshotting it and sending it to Anisa and Felix to laugh at

Sage is with Tulsi and you send him a cute cat pic like 'look it's you' and he turns bright red and makes a strangled noise and Tulsi is immediately recording

You and Sage have a snap streak going back and forth (you're the only one he has a streak with, he can't be bothered to consistently text anyone else back) and it takes him like an hour to respond to you because you send him cute selfies and he has to cool down

He's in the middle of a hookup and then you call him and he just grabs his phone and goes into the bathroom to talk to you and it's literally just you infodumping about this new game you're playing called Logs Legacy or something?? He doesn't actually know what you're saying because he zoned out, he just knows your voice makes his heart beat a little faster and he can't wipe the grin off his face.

Meanwhile one time Felix got arrested for trespassing in a cemetery and called Sage while he was watching a movie and Sage just turned his phone off because he didn't wanna deal with it

No Felix still isn't over that

He has you saved in his phone as 'Annoying' but also has his favorite selfie of you set as his wallpaper so

He never lets anyone use his phone for that very reason

Yes Tulsi knows about. She doesn't say anything but she thinks it's adorable.

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #sage lesath #sage lesath x reader #fictif sage #last legacy sage #fren ask #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

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taechaos · 3 years ago

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That scenario was really good😱 Yeonjun’s last line made me GASP lolol

can you do another scenario where Yeonjun gifts OC roses and a teddy bear through a delivery service so she is shocked when she receives them, how would Jungkook react? 😱

I love jealous/pissed/possessive Jungkook 🥵

YALL JUST REALLY LOVE THE DRAMA 💀💀 making my man suffer like this,,, you'll be hearing from my lawyers

im gonna be including this bit in the scenario so 😎

"Is this for you or me?" you ask Soyeon who can barely keep her eyes open after waking her upon seeing a bunch of gifts when you opened the door of your dorm room to attend your morning lecture. It's a teddy bear holding a bouqet of roses in its fluffy paw, sitting on the hall floor to provide you with today's first surprise.

You know Soyeon is single, and you know Jungkook like the back of your hand: his romance doesn't extend to these cheesy gestures. It may seem rude to not even think of the possibility that it might be your boyfriend's doing, and despite being such a hopeless romantic, you're certain it's not from him.

Soyeon grumbles drowsily as she stretches before rubbing her eyes with her fists. "What?" she yawns tiredly.

"That," you point past the open door and she follows the direction of your finger with puffy eyes.

"Definitely not," she answers with a sleep strained voice. "Look for a card." She doesn't leave room for a response before turning on her side to face away from you and fall back asleep.

You listen to her advice and crouch before the toy to search for anything that would reveal the identity of the delivery person. It's with close inspection that you find a white card stuffed between the roses.

In your hand it reads: Good morning, beautiful. Can't wait to see you in Human Anatomy.

There's your clarity, and you can't doubt it's Yeonjun when Soyeon doesn't even take this course. It's pathetic, you think, to try and court someone who's already in a stable relationship. This isn't him going after you, but beckoning you to go to him just like he said you would before calling your boyfriend a cliché. It more or less sounds like a mind game, and you're stuck between ignoring his advances completely or confronting him about it.

Yeonjun seemed like an understanding guy; he did say he wouldn't go around you asking for a date, and for two days, he hasn't. If he takes orders so well, it wouldn't hurt to tell him to leave you alone once and for all.

That's your reasoning to march down the hall and find Yeonjun after crumbling the note and leaving the gift on someone else's doorstep. Front rows are your go-to spot to not miss a single detail in your lecture, and it's no shocker seeing Yeonjun sitting on a front row bench.

You clench your fists and scowl to intimidate the creep before stomping over to him. Dismissing your demands is out of the question when your stance nothing short of angry. He needs to know you're not playing around, that he can't manipulate your naivety like he's attempting to.

His eyes twinkle the moment they land on you and he stops spinning his pencil to give you his utmost attention. Good, he's listening. You don't trespass the barrier in the form of a stretched out table between you two as you glower over him.

"I'm gonna make this short," you glare with slit eyes, "I don't want anything that has your fingerprints on it nor do I want to hear you speak to me ever again. Leave me alone or I will report you for harrassment. Say yes if you understand."

The light in his gaze dims momentarily as his awed smile falters. "Y-Yes." He appears afraid and innocent, but your gut denies it. "But may I ask why?"

"Oh, you know why," you scoff in a hushed voice, "I don't want your stupid cards and your stupid gifts, and most of all, I don't want you. Get that through your thick skull."

He never knew you could be this mean, and it almost throws off the sweet impression he has of you until he remembers that you're just loyal. He loves that you're so faithful, and he wants you to be faithful to him only. He craves it so deeply, but he says nothing of the sort and instead stammers, "I-I understand. I-I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone if that's what you wa–"

The slam of the lecture room's doors echo in the spacious hall, and you hurriedly take a seat on the edge of the bench to distance yourself from Yeonjun as much as possible. He has to bite his lip to stop a smile from growing on his face from having you sit next to him.

But just as you requested, he doesn't interact with you throughout the lecture except for a few glances to drink in the sight of you being so close to him. Instances like these are the only time he can feel intimate with you, but it'll only get better on from here.

Because the professor assigns a pair project before you're dismissed.

"Before you leave, by the end of the term, you will have a report submitted in pairs regarding senses that affect the human system in a topic of your choice. More information on the college website, along with the assigned pairs. You can go."

"I already checked," Yeonjun whispers to you, making you immediately wear a distasteful expression, "I'm your partner."

"Nuh-uh," you deny childishly before taking out your phone as you stand from the bench to leave after packing your stationaries. You log onto the site just as you receive a notification from Jungkook.

the love of my life ♡: no good morning text? sus

You have to swipe it away out of worry that you'll actually be forced to spend time with Jungkook's new nemesis. The site loads. You scroll past the details of the task and finally land on the pairs.

And there it is—your name next to Yeonjun's on the screen.

"No," you exhale to yourself and rush out to the hall to avoid Yeonjun. "No, no, no."

Below the names explicitly states: No changes in the assigned pairs. It's too big of a coincidence for you to think it's just your bad luck—you're certain bribery is involved, and how lovely that you can't do anything about it.

You take pride in your intelligence, but you can't outsmart him in this situation, especially when your grades are being held over your head to force yourself to be around Yeonjun. Jungkook would get arrested for murder if you involved him in it, and he surely wouldn't leave you alone if you told him about it.

But then again, you promised—no more secrets.

You: good morning kookie!! i was a little busy so i couldn't text you :< did you sleep well?? <3

"Fuck, fuck," you shriek to yourself as you keep walking, not paying attention to where your feet are leading you. Just as long as you're safe from Yeonjun so Jungkook wouldn't find you with him. You need to tell him when the guy isn't around, so you need to wait until his lecture's over–

Yeonjun calls for your name softly while running past the roaming students, and you stop on your tracks with the desire to spit out every insult you have in mind to his face.

"You asshole!" you grit the moment he faces you while breathing heavily. "You planned this, didn't you? I said–"

"I-I'm sorry, but I had nothing to do with it," he pleads with that innocent expression of his. "I promise I-I won't act like before! I'll respect your relationship and stop being weird!"

"Good," you jab a finger at his chest as you seethe, "I don't want to spend any more time with you than I have to."

He frowns with a jutting bottom lip, looking like a kicked puppy as his eyes turn glossy. You are so mean, and he hates it, but his only leverage is that he can be meaner—not to you, never you, but to Jungkook. He's a step ahead of you, and you can shower him with all the bad words you can think of until you heart is content, but he sees it as just a step in the process of owning you.

You think he's submissive and persistent, but no, he's just manipulative.

—

"Don't get mad," you warily caution while lying down on the grass next to your boyfriend, basking in the sun to last the peaceful atmosphere a little longer. His arm is under your back and his hand on your chest as you hold it.

He has his eyes closed as he says, "no promises."

"We promised to tell each other everything, and there's nothing you can do about this one so please don't get mad at me." He quirks a brow when he opens his eyes to see your timid face. "Remember Yeonjun?"

"You have to be fucking kidding me," he groans angrily as he sits up, prompting you to do the same. "You talked to him, didn't you? I specifically fucking said–"

"Can you just listen?" you sigh. "We have a project together." His brows scrunch intimidatingly, making it harder to say what's on your mind. "And this is unrelated but... he brought a gift to my doorstep."

He doesn't say anything for a few seconds. "Is there anything more I should listen to? Are you done?"

"H-he said he'd stop acting weird and respect our relation–"

"Fucking bullshit. What, did he also say he just wants to be friends? That he's not interested in you anymore?"

"He didn't say that–"

"And you didn't tell the professor you wanted a different partner? Did you keep the gift too?" he sneers mockingly.

"Jungkook, I can't switch, and no I didn't keep the freaking gift," you defend, feeling offended. He can be so provocative when he's mad. It isn't even your fault! "I'm telling you, there's nothing I can do except to convince him to work together online. Isn't that better?"

He grabs your jaw and pulls you a little closer. His grip is bordering on painful and you hold back a wince. "Are you fucking hearing yourself? You can't even be around him and yet you're not allowed to switch? Listen to me. You go to that fucking professor, tell him this guy is harrassing you and that you can't work with him, and if they don't listen, you go the headmaster. You hear me?" he slightly jolts you to command an answer.

"Y-Yes, but–"

"Don't make any fucking excuses," he hisses and lets go of your face. "If you don't do something about it while I'm giving you the chance, then I will."

You hold onto your chin as you meekly question, "what will you do?"

"Things don't need to escalate," he shrugs as he lies back down. "I'll threaten him with my pocket knife and one wrong word from him, I'll use it."

"Like kill him?" you exclaim in shock.

He rolls his eyes. You take him too seriously sometimes. "No. Just send a message. Now go run off to your professor before I ask Yoongi to be my alibi."

#yall wanna know how jk would do it? 😩#my mans would beat up the poor guy and then hang out w his friends so he can have an alibi in case yeonjun reports him #WEEWOOOWEEEEWOOOOO #textbook love

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madstronaut · 11 months ago

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Reading: Midnight In A Perfect World by @deadbranch

my first COD ship was alex/farah because THEY DO NOT MAKE THEM LIKE ALEX KELLER ANYMORE IRL DO THEY WHEW and branchy’s fic just encapsulates what i love most about alex and packages it in werewolf knots and incredible world building and monster hierarchy and lore, absolute perfection lmao

- “A woman alone on an isolated farm shoots naked trespassing man” aka strong ass female coming upon strong but naked vulnerable man and choosing not to kill/hurt when she should? *logs new kink in notes* - get you a girl who can hogtie/ziptie you if you trespass on her property

- once again, roaming the overpowering smelly aisles of sephora during lunch to hunt down a similar scent described here. I absolutely love scenting lore in ABO/werewolf fics!

- the werewolf illuminati secretly ruling/co-existing with humans had me at all their leaders are women/matriarchs. GET IN FORMATION LADIES

- fake dating via scenting? YES YES YES YES

- sending vaguely naughty texts to get reader going to maintain the scenting? FUCKING HELL BRANCHY ALL THIS FROM one vague line of *thinking about you*

- i would pay to read a copy of the Werewolf Bonds and You, First Edition textbook about pairing and bonding so of course the screeching noise i made was absolutely unholy upon seeing the appendices at the end of the story #BRANCHYSUPREMACY

- i love fated mated pairs of unusual matchups - I would’ve been okay with this even if reader didn’t turn out to be Junior Varsity Matriarch because of the significance of her choosing Alex, the male carrier <3

- “How long were you watching me?”

“Not long.” He squeezes your kneecap gently. “Not long at all.”

me: sighs, adds kneecap squeezing to list of kinks

- laughed my ass off at alex’s response to reader finding condoms ““I thought it would be wise to prepare for any recreational activities”

-i would 100% watch the buddycop comedy of Krikpatrick and McIntyre day-in-a-life-of-werewolf-cops/soldiers cable show

- the tenderness but also the excellent communication? of alex/reader’s sex scenes are *chef’s kiss*

- as a drama lover the surprise i lied plot twist about how alex came to find reader at the farm had me in big clutch my chest and gasp while fanning myself mode

- as a graves simp i also daydream about au story (prequel?) of graves and nadia being together (and not me also crying when he cried after she hung up on him telling him to move on)

- something special about making love in the clearing of you dream home, sacred/safe space <3

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Please note that this challenge is to “comment on every fanfic you read and enjoy in the month of January.” As our fandom forebears were fond of saying, “Don’t like, don’t read.” For FaFiCoWriMo, we have taken that one step further by saying, “Don’t like, don’t comment.”

No matter how well-intentioned, critique is useless unless it comes from a place of trust. Unless you know an author personally and they have specifically asked for your critique, please keep it to yourself.

It costs zero of your currency and zero of your time to not be a jerk.

Be kind to yourself.

If you do find yourself unable to comment on every fic (for whatever reason), remember this: we forgive you, zero judgement. [x]

#FaFiCoWriMo #madstrothought #comfort fics #fanfiction #midnight in a perfect world #deadbranch #call of duty #alex keller #alex keller x reader

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bakurapika · 3 years ago

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[Image description: An old-timey ghost being smacked in the face with paper. He is writing on his own parchment. See below for text. End description.]

god i love when they don’t give us lorem ipsum

The text on this ancient computer paper says:

SCARE LOG | SCRATCH | JUNE

DATE | (fuzzy) | DESCRIPTION

(date fuzzy) | Pizza Steve | I GET HIM EVERY TIME (underlined)

(date fuzzy) | THE TRESPASSERS (underlined) | - HID IN A CUPBOARD - RUINED CEREAL - CHASED INTO FOYER

06/08 | Kid with Umbrella | TRANSFORMED INTO UMBRELLA. CLASSIC RAINY DAY SCARE

06/13 | Wilder Scouts | Used Howlin’ Harriet story to scare campers

And the elder ghost is writing: “Dear diary, I had the strangest dream last night...”

#the ghost and molly mcgee

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ask-the-anomalous-linguist · 2 years ago

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Eh?

I got eaten by a bear. Can you not read?

#text logs: trespasser #anon #[/joking]#//ooc: it's a little inexperienced in ''joking'' /lh

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scriveyner · 3 years ago

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then they begin: 20 (2022)

then they begin 21/36 wc: 1684 rated: M

Mar. 17th

It had been another long, fruitless night by the time Gotou butted his head against his apartment door. He had heard the other wolf all night, ever closer now, its song familiar through the early spring air…but still not contact, no meeting, no closer to a resolution. He was exhausted through and through, but his tail twitched as he waited. Sometimes it seemed to move of its own volition where Masayoshi was concerned, but today he was tired…not sleepy, just worn out.

Gotou butted his head against the door a second time, and then scratched one paw along it for good measure. Masayoshi might be in the bathroom, or he may even have fallen asleep. It wasn’t unheard of, although the sun was already peeking above the horizon, so that made things more dangerous for him.

He changed suddenly, swiftly and unexpectedly, crouched naked in front of his own front door. He tried the knob—locked, as it should be—and fished the spare key from its hiding place, letting himself in.

The apartment was dark.

Gotou’s aggravation turned to ashes in his mouth. “Masayoshi?” he called, standing naked in the genkan, knowing that Masayoshi wasn’t present, his scent old and stale…and yet still not wanting to believe it. “This isn’t funny.”

His phone was still sitting on the counter, safe where he left it the previous night. He yanked the phone off its charger and touched the screen, illuminating the time and zero missed messages. He didn’t even bother with texting, Masayoshi’s number the most recent in his call log, and he hit dial.

It rang and rang…Gotou’s heart hadn’t beat so hard in so long…and then, right before the voicemail Masayoshi picked up, cheerful as ever. “Gotou-san! Good morning!”

“Where the hell are you?” Gotou snarled, and didn’t bat an eye at the hesitation he heard on the other end of the phone at his tone.

“Um, I’m…I think it’s an old storefront. It’s abandoned, at least. Not far from that karaoke bar Mari took us to last month…”

His heart was in his throat. “Are you okay? Masayoshi, why aren’t you home?”

“I’m fine, Gotou-san! I’ll explain in a bit, but you’re gonna need to bring a change of clothes with you.” There was a shuffle and what sounded like something falling over, and Masayoshi said, “sorry!” in the muffled way that indicated he wasn’t talking to the person on the phone, before hurriedly say, “I’ll see you soon, Gotou-san!”

Gotou stared at the disconnected call, bewildered—what had happened? Fuck, Masayoshi wasn’t bit, was he? He got dressed faster than he ever had in his life, a knapsack thrown over his head with a hooded sweatshirt and a spare pair of jeans inside and took off running…almost forgetting his shoes.

It took him an hour to find Masayoshi. The morning commute was in full swing, an ocean of smells that distracted him as he stalked up and down the busy streets around the karaoke bar. He’d tried calling Masayoshi again, but the calls had gone straight to voicemail, the little shit had turned off his phone. Gotou was going to strangle him.

He was turning a corner when he caught the faintest whiff of Masayoshi’s scent, and he stopped dead in his tracks. Once he caught it, though, everything lit up like a beacon for him and he was able to follow it until he found an abandoned storefront down an alley, not street-facing, and whose supply door that fed out the back was wedged open with a brick.

“I thought you were against criminal trespassing,” Gotou called as he cautiously entered the building. He clicked the flashlight app on his phone on so he wouldn’t trip over debris, and while it was dim it was not that dark inside and he could smell Masayoshi, bright as the morning sun, a fixed point he could orient toward.

“I am!” Masayoshi’s voice caught him by surprise—and then there was Masayoshi, resolved out of the darkness and still wearing his hero costume. Gotou breathed an enormous sigh of relief, and then grabbed Masayoshi by the helmet he was still wearing.

“Idiot, don’t scare me like that,” he said, exasperation laced through with relief as he tilted Masayoshi’s face just right so he could kiss him. “Why the hell did you have me bring you clothes, you could have come home like that. Everyone knows that you’re Samurai Flamenco, it’s not exactly the biggest secret in the world when you tell everyone on national television.”

“The clothes aren’t for me,” Masayoshi said, prying Gotou’s hand off his helmet with both of his hands and holding it. He half-turned, ignoring Gotou’s confused expression, and tugged him into another part of the store. “It’s for the werewolf I caught!”

He had brown hair now, not fair in shade like Masayoshi’s hair, and worn in a crew cut. Gotou hesitated in the doorway as dark eyes flickered up to him, and then widened in surprise. “See?” Masayoshi said, hands on his hips. “I told you I would be fine, and you didn’t have to protect me…”

“Kiri,” Gotou said, stunned.

After a long moment of equally stunned silence, the man tied to a chair laughed. He was secured pretty well, although how Masayoshi had managed that when Kiri was still a wolf, Gotou had no idea. “Kage-san,” Kiri said, and lolled his head to the side, looking at Masayoshi over Gotou’s shoulder. “I thought I smelled something familiar about him.”

Gotou ignored the barb, hand tight on his knapsack and Masayoshi, thankfully, silent behind him. “Are you the one we’re looking for?” he asked. No elaboration was necessary, as he saw how Kiri’s shoulders tightened and he looked away.

“He killed Kaze, and Ashi,” Kiri said. “He’s been after me for a while, but I’ve always been a quick little shit.” His mouth quirked as he looked back up at Gotou, studying him. “He’s come for you now, I take it.”

“How long have you known it was Kiba?”

Kiri’s gaze drifted over Gotou’s shoulder, eyeing Masayoshi balefully. “That isn’t something to discuss in the company of outsiders.”

“Masayoshi’s not an outsider,” Gotou said. He slid the knapsack off his shoulder and dropped it in front of Kiri, before crouching to work on undoing his restraints. They weren’t particularly tight, Kiri had clearly stayed put of his own will as he could have torn through these knots easily.

“I know he’s your mate, but he’s still not a wolf,” Kiri said over his shoulder, as Gotou untied him.

“What?”

Kiri cocked his head, regarding Masayoshi—who was staring at him, wide-eyed from under the helmet. “Don’t tell me you didn’t know.”

Gotou was giving Kiri a weird look. “Know what?”

“You’ve knotted him,” Kiri said. “Clearly. I can tell by his scent—that makes him your mate.” As all the blood drained from Gotou’s face, Kiri sighed, clearly amused. “You didn’t know.”

“Does that mean we’re, like…” Masayoshi’s eyes were huge. “Married?”

“Not now, Masayoshi,” Gotou said firmly, filing that conversation away from the moment. He freed Kiri from the remainder of his restraints, and Kiri rubbed his wrists, watching Gotou cheerfully.

“You know, I really never would have figured you for gay,” Kiri said, and Gotou threw the knapsack at him and turned his back so that Kiri could get dressed. “Especially with the way you used to stare at Hoshi. I had a bet going with Ashi on when you two would finally hook up…”

Gotou turned pink to the tips of his ears, and Masayoshi looked at him. “And with your girlfriend,” Masayoshi said, scandalized. Gotou took a large step over to Masayoshi and grabbed him by the helmet. Masayoshi yelped as the helmet came slightly off his head and then snapped back down when Gotou released it. “OW! Gotou-san!”

Masayoshi had both hands on his helmet protectively now, but Gotou looked back over to Kiri, already mostly dressed. “Hoshi’s dead,” he said flatly.

“Yeah,” Kiri’s voice was quiet. “I know.”

“How did you know where to find me?” Gotou asked, sitting across from Kiri in the booth. Masayoshi had excused himself to change in the bathroom, because walking into the restaurant wearing his Samurai Flamenco costume had caused a wave of titters and a few pictures with kids.

“Please,” Kiri said, and inclined his head, amused. “You’ve been on television a half dozen times with your boyfriend the superhero. Everyone in the pack knew where to find Kage.”

Gotou chewed on the inside of his cheek and looked away, and Kiri laughed softly, flicking his water glass. “You’ve managed to hide it well, at least. I wouldn’t know from looking at you. A stable job, a boyfriend…living the dream, hm?”

“Any one of you could have done the same,” Gotou said, and now it was Kiri who looked away, as Masayoshi approached the table, making Gotou scoot in slightly to sit next to him. “Do you have any idea what’s going on?” Gotou asked, and Kiri gave Masayoshi a pointed look. “You know he can handle himself,” Gotou added, and Masayoshi beamed at the compliment.

“He’s still not a wolf,” Kiri said. He ran his tongue over his teeth and eyed Masayoshi. “I could fix that.”

Gotou’s hand slammed flat on the table, and he leaned forward, enough to put himself between Kiri and Masayoshi’s eyelines. Masayoshi jumped at the sudden loud noise, but Kiri turned a lazy expression on Gotou, clearly unapologetic. “Just a suggestion, no need to get so upset.”

“Do not touch Masayoshi,” Gotou growled.

“He’s your mate, I wouldn’t anyway,” Kiri said, and smiled at the waitress when she stopped by with refills. She smiled back politely and excused herself just as quickly, though Kiri watched her intently, clearly suspicious. “Kiba has killed the whole pack,” Kiri said suddenly. “It’s just you and me left, now.”

“Why would he do that,” Gotou asked, and Kiri shrugged. “Why kill his entire pack?”

“A Blood Moon is coming,” Kiri said, and took a drink.

<< Part 19 || Start || Part 22 >>

#samurai flamenco #gotoyoshi #masagoto #werewolf au 2022 #multipart #ongoing

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ask-the-anomalous-linguist · 1 year ago

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A valid fear.

I didn't immediately see the tags and was confused but unsurprised.

-Trespasser

#text logs: trespasser #ask sparkly heart

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jj-bxby · 4 years ago

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take a chance ~ jj maybank imagine

prompt request ~ angst ~ 1) you can’t do this, you owe me 2) how much did you drink? 3) i don’t need your pity

summary - you meet the boy of your dreams at a party, but your parents disapprove of your relationship. what happens when a phone call from them sends you into self destruct mode?

word count - 1.9k

trigger warnings ~ swearing, drinking/smoking, verbal ab*se from family member, happy ending

Kooks loved parties. Or, at least you were supposed to.

For whatever reason, the thoughts of the crowded house and cheap booze never was appealing to you, no matter how many times you pushed yourself into the scene. Eventually, you resigned from the parties at frats and packed mansions within Figure Eight, opting instead for the ones thrown on The Cut. The Boneyard made the perfect spot for summer parties, logs acting as benches, fires to keep warm, and no police caring enough to show up to kill the vibe. And of course, that was how you ended up meeting him. The boy with the sea glass-blue eyes, wavy blonde locks, and salty lips. He was the one who had found you resting in the sand with music playing softly from your little speaker as your eyes closed. You were a good distance away from your Kook friends and the rest of the party. He’d tapped your leg with the toe of his sneaker, giggling as you glared at him.

“Not much of a partier, aye?”

You sat up, annoyed. “No, I’m not. I’m not one much for having my quiet time interrupted, either.”

He sank to your level, sitting in the sand with his arm thrown over one knee with a joint in his hand. He twirled it for a few seconds before looking up to see you staring at him, a scowl having settled across your mouth. He laughed to himself as he looked in your eyes. “Well, I’m sorry about that. But do you mind if I lay here for a bit too? I’m I bit too faded to deal with anyone else right now.”

You thought for a second, before nodding slowly. “Alright, you can stay. On one condition, though. You share the weed.” JJ raised his brow at you. “I don’t like the taste of booze and I’m too jittery to calm myself down right now.”

“Alright. Say, your name is Y/N, right?” He asked as you took a drag of the blunt he’d just handed over. You nodded. “I’m JJ.”

You laughed a little bit. “You think I don’t know who you are? Really?”

He grinned, the dimple on one of his cheeks showing. “Ah, I figured. I just thought it would be a better story to tell people when they ask how we got together if I introduced myself first.” You rolled your eyes, taking another puff from the joint before laying back down against the sand. You tilted your head to look at him, watching as he turned up the volume on the speaker before following your actions, his head turned to meet your eyes.

“So I didn’t hear you disagree with me. About getting together eventually?” he smirked.

You sighed at him. “Maybe because I’d be dumb not to take a chance.”

JJ arched his eyebrows and let out a heavy breath, clearly thrown by your candor. “I don’t know that I’d be a good boyfriend to you. At least not the kind of good you’d deserve.”

You shrugged, “Me neither.” You were smiling as you turned your face back to the sky and closed your eyes. Your fingertips eventually finding their way to each other, twining your fingers with JJ’s as you were wrapped in the starlight and music.

After that night, the two of you had hardly been seen apart for the coming months. The relationship had blossomed quickly. Both of you had eventually moved into John B’s house to get away from your families, as your parents were none too happy that you were dating a Pogue. To your family, JJ was nothing but a throwaway delinquent.

“Why couldn’t you have stayed together with Kelce? Or go out with one of Sarah’s friends? Why did you have to pick the addict’s klepto kid?”

After that screaming match, you had shown up at John B’s in tears. He took you in without hesitation; since meeting him you two had formed something of a sibling bond. You had only gone back to your house once to grab your belongings with the Pogues escorting you. JJ never went back to his dad’s house. He always kept clothes in his knapsack, and he practically had an entire closet already set up at the chateau. There was no need to keep in touch with your families when you had each other.

Tonight was another one of the usual Pogue parties, them having taken hours to grab all of the kegs, cups, and matches they’d need for the night. Even though your boyfriend had invited you to come, you decided to stay in for the night. After he promised not to stay too late, you settled in with your Switch and some extra cozy blankets.

After hours of doing side quests and avoiding the Greybeards, you heard your phone ring. Grabbing it, you see the Caller ID. It was the one you hadn’t been able to bring yourself to block yet.

Dad.

Your hands shook as you swiped on the green circle, and you raised the phone to your ear. “Hello?”

“Hi, Y/N.”

You took a deep breath. “Why are you calling me? I thought you didn’t want a daughter who chose a Pogue?”

“I’m calling to tell you that you need to come home. You’re fucking up your entire life for some boy that won’t even care about you once the lust fades. I’m saying this because I love you, Y/N. You’re my daughter, and I want what’s best for you.” You felt a small boil of rage in the pit of your stomach as you listened to his words. His tone was the same one he’d used back when you were living at home. It was the tone of honey-sweet words that dripped with threatening undertones, the one he’d use to get you to do whatever he wanted. What he wanted was to make himself look good to outsiders; Nothing he asked of you was for your happiness.

“You don’t care about what’s right for me, dad, and you never did. If you did, you would accept me being with JJ, but you don’t. You don’t want me to be with him because you’re so goddamned worried about what the other families will think of you. I can’t believe you had the audacity to say you love me.” You felt hot tears slip from your eyes as you spoke and choked back the sobs trying to escape your throat.

“Listen, bitch. You’re lucky you’re eighteen, otherwise, I would have had you dragged back to the house the moment you left. You are the one who wrecked our family. You ruined my life, too, and I wish I would have left as soon as you were born, Y/N. This is all your fault. The locks are being changed tomorrow, got it? So don’t step a foot on my property, because you will be treated as a trespasser and you will be arrested. If you don’t come back tonight, you won’t have anyone who loves you anymore.”

“Fine. Don’t fucking call me again, bastard,” you spat as you hung up. You ran a hand through your hair while you let the sobs shake your body, letting all of your previously trapped emotions out. After a good forty-five minutes of nothing but crying, you had finally worn yourself out and slipped into sleep.

JJ walked into the Chateau as quietly as he could, only to find you asleep on the couch. He grinned as he walked over to where you were lying, moved your Switch and phone so they wouldn’t fall when you got up, and gently woke you. “Hey, baby.”

You groaned as you woke up, looking at the clock that read 3 am. “JJ, I thought you said you weren’t going to stay out late? And why do you smell like a distillery? How fucking much did you drink?” You were angry, and you were standing up now, face to face with your boyfriend. You felt the simmer in your stomach again, left over from earlier.

You’re not gonna have anyone who loves you.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I just lost track of time. I tried to text you to tell you I was going to be late, but it wouldn’t send. And I only had one beer, I’m not even buzzed.” He looked at you with a grimace on his face. “What is going on with you?” He could just see the exhaustion rimming your eyes and the tear stains on your cheeks. “Are you okay, love? You look like you do when you’ve been crying.”

You shook your head, still furious from your conversation earlier. “No, I’m not okay. My dad called tonight to tell me I ruined his life and the family, and that no one will love me, including you,” you said bitterly. JJ reached to grab your hand as he opened his mouth to speak.

You pushed him away. “No. I don’t need your pity, JJ.” You turned on your heel to walk to your bedroom. “I needed you, and you weren’t here. You can’t do this, you fucking owed me that, JJ.” You knew you were being irrational, but you couldn’t help it. You were so hurt that you just wanted to hurt everyone around you.

He caught hold of your arm to turn you around with ease. You crossed your arms and glared daggers at the boy standing in front of you. “Y/N,” JJ sighed, “you’ve gotta meet me halfway here so I can help you. Stop fighting with me when I’m not the one you’re angry with. I know this sucks, and it hurts like hell, but you can’t just push me away. It doesn’t work like that when I’m here to stay. So tell me what’s actually going on.”

JJ watched you as the harsh expression decorating your face softened and tears welled in your eyes. “He said–he said that you would get bored of me. That you would only want me for a little while before the fascination faded,” you croaked. You let him wrap his arms around you, and rested your head against his chest. The hug was so warm and comforting, something you had never received from your family. After a minute of him holding you and murmuring comforting things, he pulled back so he could look you in the eyes.

“Baby, I hope you realize that I’m not going anywhere. I’m with you for the rest of time. And as long as I’m here with you, I’m not going to back down when you try to build those walls, okay? You’re the love of my life that I never thought I would find. It’s not something as little as lust, Y/N,” JJ promised you. “I’d be dumb not to take a chance on you, remember?”

JJ tilted his head to rest your foreheads together. “I’m sorry I was being so horrible to you, J. You’re more than I could have ever asked for, and I love you so incredibly much,” you whispered. JJ pressed a soft kiss to your lips, as he wiped a tear from your cheek with his thumb.

“Apology accepted, baby. No more trying to hurt each other just because we’re hurting, though, okay?” You nodded to him, a small smile taking its place on your lips. “Good. Let’s go get some rest now, huh?”

tags and moots ~ @jjsredhat @jjsbxtch @jjmayybank @pink-meringues @midnightmagicmusingsmain @maybanksbaby @kookkyra @aesthetic-lyss @soemthingsparkly @softstarkey @shawnssongs @drewswannabegirl @starlightstarkey @starksweasleymain @joshy-obx @jjmaybnks @obxjj @hmspxgue @uwubonebabie @jiaraendgame @poguestyle17 @topperthornton @obx-direction-sos

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