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vedikapriyam:

The woman had been running… running with a dog… Why the hell had Veda thought for even a second that someone so clearly interested in her health would have a cigarette? Maybe she didn’t have it as together as she thought… She didn’t meet her eyes for a minute as a result of her own embarrassment, but the woman was very, very pretty, so honestly she couldn’t keep her eyes off her for long… Her dog was very pretty too, although something told her she shouldn’t reach out to greet it like a regular dog… It seemed wary of her… and probably for good reason…

“Uh… yeah I just came from one actually… I’ll be fine I just needed to get… out… y’know? Cooped up too long… And that place is too…. clean… But you’re right, a cig probably isn’t the best idea… Wish I had the motivation to exercise or something like you but uh… my strength’s not quite back yet…” Veda stopped and glanced down at herself awkwardly, she was in a hoodie about four or five sizes too big for her, and an extra pair of scrub pants she’d pilfered from the employee room of the hospital, and it was probably obvious. But she didn’t know what else to do to stop herself from blabbing everything about herself to this total stranger, because apparently she had no filter right now. Before she knew it she’d probably be telling her all about her blackouts and lost time… wouldn’t that be fun?

“I like your dog,” she said, changing the subject suddenly so maybe she’d shut up about herself. “What’s their name?”

Dahlia felt her face flushing as the woman stared at her. She shifted a little uncomfortably and Ghost let out a low comforting rumble before pressing himself into her leg. She reached up to brush some stray hairs out of her face before giving the woman a faint smile. Her fingers twitched and Ghost craned his neck back to nose at her hand, she gestured and he sat down next to her.

“Yeah, I just spent some time there myself so I get you.” She blinked at the rest of the woman’s words and snorted faintly. “I don’t do it for like ... health or exercise or whatever. I do it to try and shut my brain up a bit for a while. Plus it gives this fluffball some exercise.” She sent a smile to Ghost who panted happily at her. She tugged her jogging shorts a little lower on her hips, not liking how short they were and tapped her toes on the ground to shift her foot in her shoe.

Her smile widened and she reached down to gently tug on Ghost’s fur as he gave a happy little bark. “His name is Ghost. He’s my service dog.” For once the words weren’t said with her usual feeling of shame. She’d finally accepted her need for her canine companion and had promised herself that she would never put him through something as traumatic as her attempted suicide again.

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masonpolizzi:

Mason felt the pain in his lip and he let it pass, the waves of pain that radiated through him were easy enough to ignore for the most part. He didn’t have much to worry about in that regard, because pain seemed to be his friend lately. “Tell me about it.” He groaned, shaking his head lightly. He pulled himself mostly to his feet and stood for the most part, he didn’t want to put too much of his weight on Dahlia, but some of it was needed despite feeling like he could have walked a little. He appreciated the feel of Ghost pressing into his side and he reached a hand down to run through his fur. “Home isn’t far, Little Bird will be worried. Best to just go home.” He nodded, turning to lean his forehead against her forehead. “I’m not too bad, it takes more than a punch to defeat an Italian.”

She moved with him and let him lean against her, she was strong enough to take some of his weight, she knew it. She gave him a small smile and nod and turned to the direction his apartment was located in. “Ghost, to Mason’s.” She ordered softly and her dog gave a soft noise of acknowledgement and took the lead. “That is what the Rocky movies taught me.” She joked lightly, wrapping one arm around him as she laughed faintly. She gave a content little sigh as she relaxed in his presence. She was upset he was hurt but was so happy to just be with him, and not feel like an emotionless zombie. “How has school been?”

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masonpolizzi:

Mason heard the pill bottle but he ignored it, as much as he hated to hear the sound he didn’t want to upset her by calling attention to something that would, in the long run, help her get better and that was all that mattered. He pulled the drink that was placed before him closer to him and took a long sip of the familiar wine it held. “I hope so, it’s going to be getting enough rest for a long time.” He chuckled and shook his head. “Probably not, but that doesn’t mean we don’t want to on many many occasions.” He leaned back slightly, pulling out his violin case, he wasn’t going play anything, but he had decorated it. Now the entire shell of the case was decorated in pictures of he and his sisters trip around the world, and on it was a few pictures of he and Dahlia. Things that made him happy. “Smell, comfort, and familiar are all good feelings. Positive feelings.”

Relief filled her when he didn’t say anything about the sound of her pills rattling in her bag. She shoved it a little further away and wrapped her arms around Ghost defensively. The dog did nothing more than lick at her face and lean against her in comfort. The familiar weight of him against her chest eased some tension in her and she sighed deeply into his fur. She reached out to take her tea from the waitress and took a slow long sip from it. She hummed softly, it was perfectly made as usual. She felt a brief twitch in her lips that could have been mistaken for a smile and tilted her head lightly in acknowledgement. Being a teacher had to be hard, especially if you had students who made it their mission to be as difficult as possible. She glanced at his violin case and felt a faint warmness in her chest at the sight of the pictures that covered it. At his words though, it felt like a chill went down her spine and she shrugged lightly playing with her teacup. “I don’t really....” She trailed off and sighed before looking him in the eye seriously. “I don’t feel much of anything anymore, Mason.” She said it as seriously and firmly as possible, trying to make him understand that she wasn’t the same as before and that he shouldn’t stick around or he’d end up hurt.

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violetmayfaire:

Violet tried her best to stay as calm and reassuring as she possibly could but everything that had happened made her a little less happy, though for the most part Violet was the most happy person even she knew, so that wasn’t saying too much. “Don’t knock it till you try it, sister.” She chuckled lightly, even if Dahlia didn’t sound like she was joking she would laugh, because the wince that she felt afterward told her everything she needed to know. She laughed lightly as she lead her through the park to a nice sunny spot, letting go of Dahlia to lay down a blanket for them to sit on. “Don’t worry, I’ll only give them the really experimental ones, you get the ones I know are amazing.”

She felt tension leave her frames as she got more and more comfortable in her best friend’s presence. She even managed a slight eye roll at the blonde’s words. “Dude ... no ... it just sounds weird.” She shook her head lightly, she couldn’t imagine anyone ordering a “Dahlia donut hole”. She ran a hand through her hair and tugged on some of the locks lightly. She flopped down on the blanket once it was settled down. “Well, as long as I’m your favorite.” The words were still a little too flat to be a joke but she knew she was close enough to Violet for the woman to know she was kidding. “All the snacks, all of them will be mine.”

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maxlightfoot:

Max tilted his head at her comment, but he didn’t question it. Instead he nodded, shrugging his shoulder lightly. “Technically so did I.. Well I think I still am some ways.” he admitted with a shrug. “I’m not sure if I’m glad or angry that my wife isn’t here to see the shell I became after I died. I just wish I could remember my daughters face. I think that’s the one thing that kills me more than myself.” He nodded at her comments, wondering whether he was really lost or if he just hadn’t been found yet. Seeing her take her pills reminded him to take his, he pulled out a blister pack filled with pills and peeled it open, swallowing them down dry.

She tilted her head lightly before slowly nodding her head. “I feel like I am too. Like ... nothing is there in me, it all died and I’m just .... just a shell of who I was.” She whispered the words and ducked her head to hide behind her hair. “I’m glad my mom isn’t here to see me like this. I know exactly what she’d think to see me like this.” She knew her mother wouldn’t be happy to see her like this. She’d be upset and possibly a little disappointed. She wondered if she should be asking about his wife or daughter but she didn’t know what words to use or if it’d be appropriate, especially since she was so out of touched with her emotions. She watched him take pills of his own and wrinkled her nose when he took them dry, she only did that if she had to and still hated to do it.

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maxlightfoot:

Max shrugged as she asked him the question. Truth was she could have kept looking and not seen anything unusual. Well apart from the tail growing from the bottom of his body, but he guessed around here that wouldn’t be all that unusual. “Well.. More understandable?” He guessed. “If you don’t mind turning around I think that would be easier for both of us.”

She laughed a tad uncomfortably and nodded slowly. “Yeah, I guess so.” She felt her face flush lightly and quickly spun around. “O-Okay, yeah I can definitely do that. Turning around, staring at rocks .... wishing for death.” The last three words were mumbled as she felt her face and neck grow warmer in embarrassment. “Sorry about interrupting your swim.”

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so-fae-ia:

Sophia raised an eyebrow as a dog came charging toward her, she wasn’t expecting it, but when she saw who the dog was she recognized that it was Ghost, and the words following made her laugh. “Ghost! Tell your mom that she’s silly.” She sighed softly and shook her head. “I don’t think so. But Sean isn’t there right now, he’s with Connor and Kayt so he’s keeping in touch via phone and making sure we aren’t literally making Flame.”

Ghost wagged his tail as he licked at Sophia’s face happily. “Ghost, don’t eat our cook. We still need her.” She made a gesture and Ghost backed off a bit, his tail still wagging as he sat at Dahlia’s feet. “Please, like we’d ever do that. It’s him making Flame we have to worry about. Guess I’ll just have to read over the papers that Sean left on his desk to check how things are going.”

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witchyella:

Ella leaned her head back, almost falling off her seat with how drunk she already was, but she couldn’t stop it, she couldn’t stop the pain that was in her chest that made her get drunk in the first place, and she still couldn’t stop herself from feeling more withdrawn than she had in years. Maybe Dahlia was the perfect company because parts of her didn’t want to speak to anyone. “Life fucking sucks.” She declared, nodding a thanks as she got up to order a few shots, getting the discount Dahlia mentioned and returning, a little in a better mood and a bright smile lit her face. “Well thank you for that discount.”

Dahlia watched the blonde carefully, stroking Ghost’s fur as he whined lightly wanting to comfort the woman across from them. She made a small gesture and Ghost lay across her lap and she buried her fingers in his fluffy fur. She kept an eye on her as she made her way to the bar and soon returned with some shots. “Any time. Not like I’ll be using it much. Not that I ever use it much anyway.” She made a signal and knew that soon she’d have a steaming cup of her favorite tea sitting in front of her. “You work at our competition right? Well, our bar competition?” She was trying to make small talk and was pretty sure she was failing epically.

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sean-knives:

He tried his best to try and make her feel at ease but he didn’t really know how to. It wasn’t like he could reach out, hold her hand and make her feel better because so much of their relationship had been so different than that. He didn’t want to do anything to upset her so instead he pulled back, not wanting to let too much of everything in and make her feel worse when things started hurting her. So instead he breathed in a deep sigh and let himself answer her question honestly. “It’s old. I was addicted to it, I was addicted horrifically, but I’m not anymore. I just didn’t clean out the desk well enough that’s all.” He still felt the guilt that his shoddy cleaning almost spelled the end for Dahlia.

She picked at her food and sighed in relief when Ghost pressed himself into her side, taking comfort in his familiar weight. Her tears finally began to escape her and she ducked her head, letting her hair hide them from view. Ghost whined lowly and reached up to lick her tears away. She bit her lip as she listened to him speak. If she wasn’t so numb she knew she’d be feeling shock at the knowledge that Sean had once been addicted to drugs. She’d never pictured him as the type. She wondered if he’d ever indulged when she worked for him and felt a strange sense of distrust grow in her, something she never thought she’d feel towards Sean. “How long have you been clean?”

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violetmayfaire:

dahliaxbrennon:

She gasped sharply and tightened her hold on the baby laying next to her when Violet began to push the bed across the room towards the window. Tears pricked her eyes a bit as she looked up at the night sky and saw stars twinkling in the sky. “Look, Munchkin, Mummy gave us stars. Starlight, Star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, Have this wish I wish tonight…” She trailed off not even knowing what her wish would be. 

“I’ll take your word for it, babes.” She mumbled softly, closing her eyes as she gently pulled Cassidy closer to her, snuggling the baby. She was a little startled by Violet’s cursing, her best friend didn’t curse much. She pressed a kiss to Cassidy’s temple again and sighed lightly. “Love is too much of a pain in the ass, Vi. There’s no point to something that hurts you.” She glanced over her shoulder to look at the blonde and would’ve smiled if she could’ve. “I guess …. I don’t want to leave you either. You’re my babes, babes.” She felt so tired and gave Violet a sad look. “I’m so tired, Vi.”

Violet had a surge of pride as she watched beneath the stars, she dragged over a bunch of chairs and lined them all up as some form of makeshift bed so that she could lie beside them without climbing in the bed and disturbing them. “It’s the least I could do.” She joined in under her breath, her words slow and mumbly as she looked up at the stars like points in the sky and made a wish that wherever the world took them they’d stay together no matter what.

Violet’s head dipped down in agreement, a smile forming on her face as she watched the two of them. Something about seeing her best friend with her daughter always made her so much happier than she thought it ever would. She really was the best choice for god mother, she couldn’t think of anyone better. “Nah it’s not a pain in the ass, sometimes it feels like it, but people do crazy shit for love, hell I stayed with my ex because I thought it was love. I know better than that now.” She smiled lightly, reaching up to take Lia’s hand in hers. “You’re my Dahhhling, Dahhhling.” She nodded as she looked up at her. “I’ll still be here when you wake up, we all will. Sleep, Lia. We’re here if you need us.”

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The Promise || Dahlet

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violetmayfaire:

Violet felt her jump and felt a little guilty that she had taken her arm, but she didn’t let go, she figured with everything lately Dahlia was just a little more jumpy than usual. “Hey you never know, Dahlia Donut Holes might be a massive hit.” She chuckled lightly, even with everything weighing her down she still felt a little more buoyant being with her best friend. “Well in that case, perfect.” She nodded, a smile on her face as they started out the door. “Perfect because I’m definitely going to need a taste tester. Though you might have competition with Gabe. Maybe Clark too. Or maybe I just need three taste testers.”

Dahlia’s eyes darted around as they walked and it was like her body didn’t know if it wanted to be tense because of everything or if it wanted to relax because she knew she was safe around Violet. “That is ridiculous.” And she winced when the words didn’t sound as joking as she meant them. She watched as Ghost stayed at their sides though she could tell he wanted to run. When the park came into sight she gestured and Ghost barked before taking off running, dodging around people until he hit the park where he chased leaves and barked at birds. “Taste tester competition? I’m wounded, I thought I was your only tester.”

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witchyella:

Ella leaned against the table, hunching herself down a little more and resting her head on the top of it. “More so lately than it has been before if I’m honest.” Ella sighed, her fingers tapping the top of a shot glass that she had previously emptied. “Life in general, the fact that I’m a mess at least ninety percent of the time and the fact that I keep fucking everything up somehow. Plus the more I stay away from alcohol and all that fun shit the more I remember that my parents died on me and left me an orphan and I tried to save my sister and I fucked that up too, though of course this was all years ago apparently and life just needed to kick me in the ass and remind me that… I need another shot.”

Dahlia nodded slowly and gave a quiet sigh that had Ghost whine and nudge her bag causing her to slowly shake her head. “S’not time, Ghost. I have time, relax.” She mumbled the words, pushing the bag out of his reach, flushing when her bottle of antidepressants rattled. She focused on the woman across from her once more and gave another slow nod. “Yeah, I get that. Life sucks sometimes.” She was understating it and if she’d felt better then she’d probably be horrified by her casual dismissal of the woman’s confession. She tilted her head lightly and nodded towards the bar. “Tell’em Dahlia sent you and you should get a discount on whatever you choose.”

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maxlightfoot:

Maxwell sighed and nodded, sitting up just a little bit as he quirked the corners of his mouth up in a quick smile that settled back into his gruff expression. “So who died? Because you look like you’ve been to a funeral, I’d say you wanna talk about it but you’re tucked back here so I’m going to assume you don’t want to.” He shook his head, shrugging a shoulder. “I guess you could say I’m new to town, got in not long ago.”

Dahlia quirked an eyebrow and if she’d been feeling something she knew her lips would’ve twitched a bit at his question. “Me. Technically. For a couple of minutes I think. Unless they exaggerated things.” She gave a slow shrug back at him. “If I sit back here my regulars won’t gawk as much and there’s less chance of people expecting me to act like my normal self.” She blinked slowly and hummed lightly. “Lost people seem to show up here frequently.” She sighed lightly when Ghost nudged her bag and then nudged her. “Yes, yes, I know.” She said softly, ducking her head as she quickly took one of the antidepressants she’d been put on. 

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maxlightfoot:

Max looked up when a dog nearly came barrelling into the water, his first instinct was to attempt to duck right under the water so that they couldn’t see him, but the more he sank the more he realized his words would have alerted them. He reemerged and shook his head at her questions. “No I-” He struggled for something to say. “I.. Was trained as a polar diver, used to take dips in the middle of a frozen Scottish lake. This is quite warm in comparison.”

She kept one restraining hand on Ghost’s vest until he settled at her side once more and she knew he wouldn’t go anywhere so she let him go. She tilted her head at the man in the water, vaguely recognizing him. “Oh, well that’s .... understandable?” She glanced down the dock and saw a pile of clothes. “Um, so ... do you need me to move your clothes closer or just .... turn around?”

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masonpolizzi:

He nodded, smiling. “I guess they must have, though to be fair I missed those kids too.” He nodded his head, if anyone else had told him to get more rest he would have shrugged it off, but Dahlia was telling him to now so he’d try. “At least rest my shoulder I guess. That would be a good start. Maybe I’ll get one of those big chalk holders so I don’t have to raise my arm as far and I can twap someone on the head with it if they aren’t listening.” He chuckled at the thought and nodded to the waitress as she left. He wanted to say more but he wasn’t quite sure what route would be the best in conversation terms. “So, does it feel better sleeping in your own bed rather than a hospital bed?”

She gave a slow nod of her own and would’ve tried to force a smile to her lips but didn’t have the energy for it. She shoved her bag aside, determinedly ignoring the pill bottle rattling inside it, as she shifted in her seat. Ghost moved closer to her once she was settled and she propped her chin up on her knee as she looked at him. “That would be good. To rest it.” At his joke she breathed out a sigh of a laugh and shook her head lightly. “I’m not sure teachers are allowed to do that.” She watched his interaction with the waitress and there was a small faint part of her that yearned for the time when she could smile and talk to him so easily. “Yeah .... I guess. Smells better, more comfortable and more familiar.” She mumbled with a slow shrug.

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sean-knives:

Sean wished he had more answers for what was in the desk, but the reality was that the only explanation for what had been found in his desk was that he didn’t clean it out well enough when he had it shipped over. He was amazed customs didn’t have a field day with it and come after him, but sometimes everything lined up in the worst way. “That’s exactly what time is, but sometimes that’s the best way to get through it.” He chuckled slightly, feeling a little bit of a shift but still knowing that it probably wasn’t that much. “That does sound like something I’d do actually. I wouldn’t be surprised.”

She was startled to feel tears pricking at her eyes and she ducked her head, letting her hair cascade down to hide her face from him. Ghost whimpered and pressed closer to her. “I guess.” She mumbled in reply. She gave a slow nod and sniffled trying to hold the tears back, unsure of where they came from. She needed a distraction, for him and for her, so she opened her mouth to ask him how Kayt was coming along with being pregnant. Her brain had other plans however because what came out of her mouth was, “Why? Why did you have that stuff, Sean?” She wasn’t accusing him, she’d chosen to take it, she just wanted to know why he had it.

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vedikapriyam:

It was cold… was it always this cold?? Vedika felt like she was shivering the more and more she got away from the hospital, which probably wasn’t good… but she needed to get the hell out of there. Too long in a sterile box did bad things to her psyche, as if it wasn’t weak enough already from her long stint in the woods… And it was so damn bright and clean, it was driving her crazy. Her apartment was never clean… not that it was disgusting or anything, just messy. Still, she needed something… dirty… something unhealthy even. Honestly, a burger sounded like the best thing ever, but she’d settled for a cigarette if she could get one.

Catching sight of a person passing her by on the street as she subtly fled from the direction of the hospital, Veda didn’t even look too closely at who they might be before calling after them. “Hey! Do you happen to have a cigarette I can bum from you?” she called, realizing belatedly that she felt like shit warmed over, and probably looked twice as bad.

Dahlia had been feeling a little better lately, had started going for jogs in the morning with Ghost again, had picked up doing meditation and even the occasional bout of yoga to try and help herself feel better. She was on a jog with Ghost through town when she heard someone call out to her. “Uh, sorry. I don’t smoke.” She said softly, Ghost whined lowly and pressed himself into Lia’s leg, the woman looked rough. “Are you sure a cigarette is what you need though? Cuz you look like you need a doctor.”