#zara ivanov ╳ the writing

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I. DOUGLAS / / / @witchwrites​

THE WORLD WAS DARK, TOO DARK — by the time she was finally able to make her way over to isaac’s. her ‘father’ had her in his grips once again, demanding to know everything and anything about her childhood, raising her on his own; what his late wife had been like, whether or not he truly loved her. even with zara’s insistence that too much information would overload his brain: the man insisted.

meaning... she was late. and really late — to her date with isaac.

( she had managed to text him here and there — letting him know she was caught up, that she’d try and get there as soon as she could; that her father was just a fucking clingy bastard now that he was out of the coma. none of it had made zara feel any better, of course: she hated being late at the best of times; even less so when it was isaac waiting on the other side. )

quietly, she slipped in the back door of the douglas household; tip-toeing up the stairs and into isaac’s room. dressed already in one of his shirts and a trusty pair of leggings, she didn’t bother waiting another moment: instead crawling into bed beside him. “hi.” a kiss was pressed to his bare shoulder. “sorry i’m late.”

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Hello everyone! I haven't posted here in a long time to say the least. I wanted to rebrand this account, so I can feel better about posting here❤❤❤ My original name on here was Damienmoonart! But i have recently changed it to Witchyclipse! Anyways-

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T. SINCLAIR / / / @breathlikcwine​       continued from h e r e

        since having spoken to isaac at the circus and it coming to light that there’s history and feelings between him and zara, there’s no doubt the whole ordeal has been playing on troy’s mind. he’s been sitting in silence, attempting to put pieces together in his head that aren’t there — it’s all what ifs, grey areas and assumptions. dwelling on the issue only makes him jump to conclusions and that’s what he’s been aiming to refrain from doing, at least until he hears all he wants to hear from zara, anyway.

        it’s only once his brown hues land on her that he realises he’s not as mad as he once thought, and he’s sucking in a deep breath through his nose. ( he’s mad, that’s not to be invalidated. he, however, just isn’t as worked up as he thought he would be. there’s too much grey area for him to be too angry. so he wants to talk to her and hear what she has to say for herself, and perhaps that says a lot more than it means to. )

        “ hi. ” troy’s voice is cool and calm, eyes not daring to tear away from her. the tug on her skirt isn’t missed, and he stares at her quietly for one, two, three beats. “ see, you’re wrong about one thing — i do want to see you. ” for more reasons that troy can explain, and he’s gradually rising from his place. “ i feel like we both know what we need to talk about. do you want to take this up to my room or do you just want to do us the honours by starting off ? ”

whatever she expects --- it’s not this: cool and calm, eyes not moving from her own. it’s not him admitting he wants to see her, though zara would wager its for entirely different reasons than what she’s hoping for. ( he wants to see her because he wants answers, probably --- she wants him to want because he still wants her, still likes her --- still gets that look in his eyes when she does something unexpected. )

in a way, she supposes she deserves this. blunt words and an unapologetic ultimatum. nervously, her eyes flicker around the room --- waiting for someone to scurry past or poke their head in. his dad, maybe. or one of the maids or the cleaner. people she never though to really worry about till now: till her own mistake was very nearly costing her everything. “alright.” zara murmured, and her eyes flickered down to her shoes, before she glanced up at troy. “isaac was the first friend i had here, in town. when i moved. no one else really bothered, and i didn’t try to reach out on my own. but isaac was isaac, and it didn’t take any sort of effort to be friends with him.” zara swallowed. it was easy to tell the origins --- not so much exposing the depths of her feelings and the complex mess they made. “things grew from there. we flirted. a lot. i felt... something. but feelings and i... we’re not on speaking terms at the best time of times, and it scared me. so i kept it light, and i kept it breezy, because that was easier than admitting the reality.”

one shoulder raised and dropped in a shrug. “and then the st.paddy’s day fesitval came. and... there you were. and you were... miles from everything i thought about you, up until that point.” she frowned softly --- a mere, slight furrowing of her brows. “i remember seeing you for the first time that night, and you were electric. i couldn’t not look at you. because you weren’t hiding behind a mask, you weren’t pretending to be something or someone. you just... were. and i think that was the first time i really met you. really met troy.” zara exhaled shakily. “so we kissed. and then when i went over to isaac’s the next day, he told me how he felt. and we kissed, and we did more.”

a light blush stained her cheeks --- never one to be shy about her sexual exploits up until now: when she was forced to confront the reality of her two boyfriends in one small town. “i never meant for the timelines to get so... muddied, and complicated. i thought the kiss was just... a moment. something sweet and electric. but it wasn’t and it grew into something better. i never... i never planned for you, troy. for what you mean to me. and i didn’t plan for isaac, either.” her eyes burned, and zara blinked rapdily. “i understand if... this doesn’t make it better. if... you’re mad, or if you hate me. it’s a horrible situation, and i never wanted to hurt either of you --- even when that’s what i ended up doing.”

she laughed wetly --- sniffle. “because the truth of it is, stripping away everything i did... no one has ever made me feel the way you two have.”

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