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imagnvtio:

    curled tresses shook slightly, slender digits raising in order to rub upon     the makeup that had lined against oceanic hues, back of hand painted     blue before it was merged with the lip-stick that was soon wiped away.     now kitten’s features were nothing but smudged, any semblance of     femininity held upon the wayside, after all - she could only feel that the     woman that she loved was now let down, something that she never     wanted to happen in the slightest.

   ❛—- n-no, it’s not your fault. it’s mine. i – i’m sorry, i never m-meant to     hurt you.❜

❛no...no, it's not your fault, i --❜

with a shaken sigh, darlene then walked closer towards kitten, hand reaching out to grab onto her own so that she would stop trying to wipe the make up from her face -- the last thing she wanted was for her to feel like what she done was wrong because of how darlene had overreacted over everything. free hand now reaching up to lightly wipe at the smudged parts of the make- up to try and make it look like it had been untouched again.

❛this isn't wrong, please...p-please don't think it is because of my over- reaction. doesn't matter whether you have a face of make up or not, doesn't matter whether you can rock girls clothes better than i-i can, heh, you're still an incredible and truly p-perfect person. a person who has made me laugh and smile and just...h-happy, so damn happy. i think i'm just so scared of losing you now that i -- i freaked out and i'm s-sorry...❜

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imagnvtio:

   ❛—- i don’t understand? why – why wouldn’t it be real? i didn’t even know      this is wrong, i’m s-sorry! i – i just want to find myself, that’s a-all.❜

❛i -- i don't know why i-i asked you that...i-i'm sorry, i'm just c-confused. it's not wrong...please, don't th-think i'm telling you that it's wrong because it's not, it's r-really not. you're perfect no matter how you pre- sent yourself, just be y-you. i -- i'm just confused, i have doubts, i lash out, i -- i get defensive and i'm s-sorry.❜

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imagnvtio:

   ❛—- what? no! n-no! it wasn’t a lie, why would you t-think that?❜

❛i -- i don't know! i just wanted this one time to be r-real and mean some- thing! i...i 'm so confused, s-so confused...❜

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❛but i -- y-you said you LOVED me! you don't, do you? was it a l-lie? tell m-me!❜

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imagnvtio:

    ❛you don’t need to thank me, honestly, not when you deserve to smile      all the time and all the happiness in the world. there should never be      a day where you’re nothing but content, you know? maybe one day      you’ll end up accidentally cracking a smile in front of your dad and      the whole world would end, ha! your plan of being miserable would      be foiled forever!❜

❛never gonna happen, the only thing i do around my dad is roll my eyes because he's so damn embarrassing -- he's honestly the biggest cringe to walk this earth, the only time i'd smile around him is if i'm laughing at him, ha! i'll keep the content smiling to when i'm around you, huh? i think i like that idea a lot better.❜

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imagnvtio:

   ❛your heart is glowing and the world hasn’t ended? i think you’re surprising     yourself more and more every day! but, i’ll be good - i swear if edward ever     comes my way? i’ll tell him all about how his daughter is heartless as hell,     hm? not a soft bone in her beautiful body, nope. you’re welcome though,     honestly. i would say that i did it on purpose but – well, things happen for     a reason, i think. i like to think that me being able to actually talk to you     was for a reason too. even if it was just to put that smile on your face     whenever i can.❜

❛see, that's exactly what i like to hear -- dad can never know that darlene actually has a heart! ha. but whatever that reason was for you to be here and actually be able to talk to me and make me smile? i'm glad you're here, and i'm glad you showed up in my life when you did. you really do make me happy, and i can't say that for many people, i can be pretty miserable sometimes, ha. but seriously -- thank you.❜

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imagnvtio:

    ❛but i am smiling all the time. cheesy as it sounds but talking with you and      being in your company after all this time? there’s nothing better than that      for me, honestly. you could give me all the money in the world, all the fame,      and i would still be like - darlene alderson though, she’s rad, ha! but hey -      no charm offensive, i swear, maybe you’re just a lot more soft than you      think you are, huh? either way? i’m glad i could make you smile, it’s all      that matters.❜

❛well damn, you've only gone and make me feel like i actually have a heart by making it get all...glowing and stuff, ha. it's happening, i can feel it right now! first time i've been called soft though, definitely odd but hey, i'm only gonna be soft for you -- don't be telling anyone i can be a big softie, they can't know about this so i can still turn into a bitch and get away with it with my dad, ha. you have definitely made me smile though, i appreciate it and YOU so much. thank you for coming into my life when you did.❜

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imagnvtio:

     ❛well, i suppose that’s true, you don’t deserve it – you deserve more, eh?       although, i’m not sure how i could do more than complimenting you a l l       day, but i’ll think of something! you definitely deserve all the happiness       in the world though, darlene, and if i can make you smile at least, oh…       once a week? then i’m doing a good job.❜

❛usually when people try to disagree with me, i get pissy, but with you, you just made me smile instead, you have some seriously powerful charm if you manage to shift darlene alderson away from being a complete bitch, ha, not even my dad can do that. but i can't say thank you enough, and i plan on repaying the favor by making sure i make YOU smile all the time.❜

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imagnvtio:

    ❛—- i could be like your own personal stress-ball, huh? just please     don’t squeeze me super hard, fragile, little squeezes only! but no,     seriously - i’m glad. you deserve to be happy! and if me giving you     compliments that are nothing but truth is the way to do that? then,     i guess i found my calling in life, huh? i’ll do that all day long.❜

❛maybe i'll have to squeeze you too hard if you compliment me all day 'cause i really don't deserve that, ha. but thank you -- really, the hell did i do to deserve some sort of genuine happiness and niceness in my life, huh? either way, i'm glad it's you, super glad.❜

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imagnvtio:

   ❛—- well, i happen to know that you’re an incredible person, definitely not     a, uh — bitch, not even close. the only horrible people would be the ones     that jump to their own conclusion without even asking, ugh, i can’t stand     people that just judge on face value, it’s not fair. but you’ve got reasons,     and even if you didn’t? you wouldn’t have to justify yourself – but yeah, i     dunno. i guess it’s kinda new for me to string a decent sentence togeth-     er, ha, but you don’t need to worry, huh? you’re perfect the way you are.❜

❛i wouldn't say i'm perfect, far from it, but thank you -- it's different to hear someone saying those things about me, but it's difference in a really, really good way. you're a pretty amazing person, you know that? pretty sure i would have gone insane a moment ago if you weren't here -- officially the only person who has been able to make me calm down THAT quick, ha.❜

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imagnvtio:

   ❛—- you don’t need to change it, you don’t need to change the way you    are. i understand – well i suppose i don’t, i haven’t been around long    enough to have experiences but i get where you’re coming from, huh?    if being defensive is how you deal with things because of what has    happened in your past? then —- that’s fine, you don’t have to justify    yourself especially to me. i won’t question it again, i promise.❜

❛you don't have to feel bad for questioning it, i'm actually kinda glad you did. most people just assume i'm a horrible bitch, they never think that something has actually caused me to be like this and -- i don't know, i guess it's just kind of nice to know someone cares enough to wonder why i'm the way that i am, and then to say i don't need to change. sorry, this is just so new...but it's nice.❜

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imagnvtio:

    ❛—- why are you used to it? i – i don’t understand and i don’t mean to      pry, i’m just curious. nobody should feel that as their natural instinct,      not that it’s a bad trait or anything, but – still.❜

❛i guess i'm just not used to being surrounded by positivity. growing up, i never had it, people who have told me they loved me never meant it -- i don't know, i guess i've had a lot of bad experience, so i get defensive a lot of the time and can turn into a bitch. it's not something i'm proud of, not something i like about myself, but i don't think i can change it either...❜

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imagnvtio:

    ❛—- is there anything i can do? i don’t want you to be upset or…angry     with anything. it’s none of my business, i know, but – i just want you     to be okay.❜

❛just...stay here with me and i'll be fine. i'm sorry, i'm just so used to having to constantly be defensive around people, i guess it's just my natural instincts now. i really didn't mean to lash out or be a bitch, i'm sorry. i'll be okay though.❜

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imagnvtio:

    ❛—- did – did you want me to leave you alone? i don’t wanna     annoy you more than i am already…❜

❛no, you're not annoying me -- i'm sorry, i didn't mean to lash out. i didn't mean to make you think you were annoying me, really, you're not. stay here...please? i just got defensive for a sec, i'm fine.❜

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❛i -- i'm sorry...i didn't mean to lash out. temper gets the better of me some- times and i -- i'm sorry, okay? just got a lot on my mind and i go into defensive mode when i get like that.❜

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adtritvs:

    ❛—- well, don’t take it personally but why would i give a damn what you      want? i don’t even know you, i’m just here to get my money and leave,      business, not here for any new friends, yeah? if you don’t want awk-      ward silences, then go elsewhere, i’ll stick around until he shows      up. sound good?❜

❛well then why the fuck should i give a damn about what you want then since we don't know eachother, huh? maybe i should fucking walk away right now, give my brother a call and tell him not to bother coming, huh? that way you don't get shit and i get to walk away from you since we don't KNOW eachother after all, i mean, why would i wanna do some- thing nice for a stranger? madness.❜

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imagnvtio:

    feeling plush lips upon his own was unexpected, and in any other situation,     kissing a soul that was supposed to be imaginary would be wrong, but for     him? a man that wasn’t even real and had no name to call his own? it was     something that actually made him feel alive. the warmth of darlene’s body     radiating upon his own, the feel of her softened lips against his whilst the     comfort of her palm found home upon his cheek - those were things that     he actually felt and that meant the world. it meant everything to feel a heart     that didn’t really exist beating so frantically within the confines of chest, his     profile blushing up a crimson heat, and the actions requited ten-fold; soft     muffled moan seeping into an intimacy that he had unknowingly craved     for years, optics fluttering closed upon doing so in never wanting this     moment to end.

sure, darlene had kissed people before, she had been intimate with other people before, but for some reason, right here and now with friend? it was almost different and she felt it. no one had ever told her they loved her and been a hundred percent genuine about it, no one had ever promised to never hurt her and stayed true to their word -- but with the opposing male, she couldn't help but feel SAFE being in his presence and being able to be so close to him. lips continued to merge with his own in a slightly heated manner, hands shifting upwards to rake through his hair before tugging on them only slightly, almost a gesture to reassure her- self that this was actually happening, that she wasn't just dreaming this and would wake up any second now. she still didn't even know if friend was real or if he was merely imaginary, considering her lips were against his own right now, she couldn't help but think he was REAL, he was here and this was happening -- but either way, he was special and perfect and nothing would ever change that.