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dion inhales sharply and for once he’s speechless. ‘’i– i– can–’’ clearing his throat, he tries to form his words properly but he just shakes his head.  he doesn’t want to cry, he doesn’t even want amber to see him like this.. in this vulnerable state. dion takes comfort in the hug though, arms wrapping around her frame and burying his head in his her chest. ‘’i fuckin’– fuckin’ can’t– do this anymore amber. i give up.’’

she pressed her cheek against the top of his head, keeping her arms around him. amber tightened the embrace when he spoke, almost as if he would go away if she didn’t. “it’s okay, dion. you’re trying your best. you’re doing the best you can.” she wasn’t entirely sure what he was referring to but all she knew was that her friend was strong. much stronger than he gave himself credit for. and he was hurting, but trying not to show it. just like she tried to do when david died. 

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for a moment he takes the opportunity to savor her in his arms, lips pressing against her forehead. ‘’mm, i’m sure i probably– like– smell… beer, or whatever.’’ sitting up a little bit, evan rests against the headboard and pulls her along with him– not wanting to see much of the real world either. ‘’last night, was so much fun– listen. i’m so sorry.. for.. for hurting you. sorry for.. everything.’’ evan mumbles, averting his eyes for a moment. ‘’i still think y’deserve better than me. i was an ass, and ignored how you felt.’’

there was something about being held in evan’s arms that brought a sense of tranquility over her. she basked in the feeling. “no.. you smell good. you have a very distinct musk. i don’t even know how to explain it but i really like it.” she wasn’t even sure she was making much sense to be honest. the brunette only snuggled closer, still refusing to open her eyes. until he began to apologize that is. she looked up at him, “you didn’t do anything wrong, honestly. you were just... dancing with another girl. i don’t know why i overreacted the way i did. im sorry. i still think you deserve better than me.” she chuckled slightly, but shook her head as if to shake the thought away. “i had a great time with you last night. thank you for letting me steal you away.” 

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‘‘now this.. is a sight, i can get used to.’‘ sure he was hungover a little, and she probably didn’t hear him– but damn, he was taking the opportunity to admire her. rolling onto his side, evan brought a hand up to rub at his eyes. ‘‘ ‘mm good mornin’, gorgeous. sleep well?’‘

“it’s morning already?” she groaned, squinting slightly at the rays of sun that escaped through the blinds. giorgia wrapped an arm around him before snuggling against him, hiding her face on his chest. she mumbled something along the line of ‘i don’t want to get up yet’ but it was muffled. she was still half asleep. “you smell so nice.” she giggled, placing a small kiss.

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‘‘i deserved it, i deserved everything– it.. it got me nowhere. i feel like i’m a piece of shit, and i’m— i’m just.. so fuckin’ sorry.’‘ dion lowers his hands, lowering his head as well and shaking his head. ‘‘i’m such a failure. i’m  a failure to you, i’m a failure to my momma and– and i’m just.. a fuckin’ failure to him!’‘ he gestures to the picture of him and his dad together, one of the few before he went off to college. dion lowers his face into his knees, a choked sob escaping him.

amber’s brow only furrows as she heard him speak. “stop. look at me.” her voice is soft but still resolute as she placed her hand on his cheek, turning his face slightly so that she could look him in the eyes. “you’re not a failure. at all.” a part of her knew that there was a chance that her words would reach him. she had been in the position he was in before. it didn’t matter what anyone said, it didn’t fill the void that was left.  “you’re amazing. you always have been.” she uses her thumb to wipe away the tears that stain his cheeks. “it’s okay to cry it out. there’s strength in that, there really is.” she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him so that he could rest his head on her chest. “i’m so sorry you’re going through this.” it wasn’t fair. not for him. not for his mom.

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This was probably all built up, from the moment he got the call, the funeral, the fight.. he was truly starting to break. There was no use in hiding it from her now, she knew him better than that. Dion shakes his head and hides his face in his hands, trying to get a hold of himself. ‘’I– I was mean to you– I was mean to you and you’re the.. the last person I wanted to be mean to, an– I jus– I’m so sorry. It’s been killing… killing me Amber. I’m– I’m sorry.’’

she placed her free hand over his, but didn’t make an attempt to remove them from his face. “no, i was mean to you. i shouldn’t have slapped you. i knew you were going through shit and i should have been there for you instead of getting mad at you.” she rested her forehead on the side of his head, her voice still low in a whisper. she could feel tears building up in her own eyes. “i’m sorry. i wont be a bitch anymore. i don’t want to fight with you. you’re everything i have now, dion...”

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‘‘Don’t.’‘ Tears form in his eyes and he brings a hand up to wipe his face, motioning her to come in. ‘‘I want the company. I want.. I want you to stay. I’m not doing– not doing good.’‘ He mumbles, pushing the box off his lap and pulling his knees to chest as he stares at the contents that had fell onto the floor. ‘‘I’m– I thought I was trying– trying to be strong with all of this and I can’t.. I can’t do this. I can’t do all of this..’‘

it only took the first word that escaped his lips to stop amber in her tracks. she finally looked at him and she could actually hear the sound of her heart breaking as she saw him wipe away his tears. “oh, d.” with a few short strides shes right next to him. she slowly gets on her knees, placing a hand on his back. “you are strong, dion.” amber whispered. “you don’t have to do this alone. i’m here. i’ll be here.”

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Now he was given the project to go through his father’s things, due to his mom having buried herself in some work to get her mind off of it all. Dion had been planted on the floor of his father’s apartment, going through a box and pulling out one of his dad’s old necklaces. He had slipped it on over his neck, trying not to get.. too emotional as the thought of his father wearing this came into his mind till a sound snapped him out of his thoughts. Looking up at the.. familiar guest, he cleared his throat before speaking. ‘’Whatcha doin’ here, Amb?’’

“I -” wanted to apologize. “- wanted to see how you were doing.” she leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed under her chest as she looked down at the floor. ashamed. she couldn’t believe she had gone as far as slapping him the last time they saw each other. she had been feeling guilty since then. she wanted to apologize, but she didn’t know how. “i’m sorry. now’s not a good time, huh? i can.. ” she took a step back, gesturing that she was going to leave. give him some space.

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after the kiss, gage had managed to avoid the other for more than a whole week! great job! and boy, would he definitely go on if it weren’t for that stupid frat party. he showed up, dressed to impress, hair put into a bun of some sort, and a ring on every finger. he had a glass of champagne, some wine, half a joint, and then some more champagne, which was enough to mess with his pre-made decisions. he won’t admit, but for a solid twenty minutes he just stared at august move around the room. observed, until the other was out of sight. that’s when gage decided to get to his feet and totally fuck up some more by following. he doesn’t know what it is that he wanted, but once the two of them seem to be alone, he just fuckin’ goes for it. “auggie.” is the first thing he manages to get the other’s attention. gage leans himself against the nearest wall, head tilted to the side, lazy eyes watching the other. “auggie, bruv. where are you goin’? c’mere.” he attempts to wave the other over. “i wanna talk, man, come on. i just wanna..” he’s struggling more than he thought he would, words coming to him at an awfully slow pace, most of them turning into slurs. “chat.”  another pause. “’cause, i don’t think you’re sickenin’. i mean, if you thought i thought you were. i.. i know i said i thought you.. were, and i thought you were, but i- don’t think you are.. sickenin’?” whoa, he just went a whole circle there, pouring his heart out in what might be the most ridiculous way yet. “my bad. sorry.” 

august was... stressed to say the least.it was clear to him that the kiss he gave gage was not welcomed and the boy couldn't help but feel immensely guilty about it. for, dare he say, ruining their friendship? august wanted to apologize, but it seemed like gage was set on avoiding him and if that was the case then the least august could do would be to respect the other’s space. so he did. even when he noticed gage at the frat party, he wondered if his presence made him uncomfortable. so he turned to leave, or maybe to go to another room when he noticed that gage actually followed him. “just... trying to get some air. hi gage.” august stands, almost a little dumbfounded that gage would come after him after a week or so of silence.“what did you want to talk about?” as if he didn’t already know. he stood silently as gage spoke, his eyes set right on the man. then at the ground. then at him again. “isn’t sickening supposed to be a good thing? like cool, sick!” he tried to joke, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, an indication that he was a bit nervous. “i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have kissed you. you were drunk and...i was too but still, that wasn’t cool. i’m sorry.” that was the issue right? the fact that august stole a kiss from gage, who as far as he knew, wasn’t even into guys. “promise I won’t do it again. scouts honor yeah?”

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you can’t hear the party in your own home if you’ve isolated yourself in the bathroom. the door is left unlocked, for any wanderer who’d find the need to stumble inside. he’s lying in the bathtub, long limbs in seemingly uncomfortable positions, but his body stays still. it’s almost as if he’s not really there. barefoot, but otherwise fully dressed; a floral shirt and some brownish, flared pants. it’s all soaked in water, that reaches all the way up to his neck. head tilts back at the sound of someone entering the space. lazy eyes wander, rest on the curtain that’s separating him from the world. careful fingers push the material aside, revealing his presence to the person. “oh, hello.” even when out of his mind he remains polite. “hope i didn’t frighten you.” he takes a good look at his feet, underneath all this water. it would be rude not to invite her. “you can come on in, if you fancy. it’s lukewarm.” he pauses. “i think.” brows furrow slightly. “i can’t really feel my legs at this point.”

having lost her friend ages ago, giorgia found herself wandering around the house until she finally reached a restroom. she stumbled in, locking the door behind her as leaned against the sink for a moment before lifting her head to look at herself in the mirror. her lipstick was a bit smeared on the corner of her mouth, causing her to frown at her reflection. leaning towards the mirror, she used her ring finger to wipe any of the bleeding pigment when she heard the shower curtain move.

she made no sound, but still jumped at the sudden movement coming from the bathroom. wide eyes turn to look, clearly surprised to see someone inside the tub. “oh hi. no, you’re good. sorry to barge in on you.” giorgia was about to turn around, only to be stopped by the man’s invitation. “I don’t think I can fit.” giorgia was a pretty tall girl, standing at 5’8 ( probably closer to 5’10 with the shoes she was wearing ) and seeing that the man was already taking up the entire tub she wondered if there would even be room for her. wait. was she actually considering getting in? oh, she must be pretty drunk to be willing to ruin her outfit just like that. well, maybe not too drunk seeing as she still managed to catch his comment about not having any feeling in his legs. “a-are you okay? do you need me to call someone?”

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it was 3:43 am last time lonnie checked the clock. that was around two hours ago. since then, the redhead’s been through quite the journey, managing to sell a bag of speed to some rando behind your typical shady nightclub, get into a proper fuckin’ fist-fight, and run away from the cops. a regular friday night, as some might say. now, he’s stood in front of jill’s house, a good way to end the shenanigans. or what? lonnie doesn’t seem too exhausted, legs almost shaking and nostrils flared as a bruised fist bangs against the door. “julian, ya’ dirty fuck!“ and instead of taking a step back and waiting, he just keeps going, putting more and more force into each knock. “open up or i’ll bust the shit down! crack your fuckin’ skull wide open!” 

it was a known fact that jill had a hard time going to bed. he wasn’t sure why he bothered getting into bed at all anymore considering every night is the same old tune. he tries to go to bed, but his mind is SO LOUD. buzzing with ideas, inspiration, but most of all, memories. and more often than not, unpleasant ones at that. it was times like these that the man got so engulfed in his own mind that he ended up losing track of time. he probably would have stayed stuck in this trance all night had he not heard the sudden ( yet familiar ) commotion coming from outside.

“what the-” he wasn’t sure what was more worrying. That his bandmate was at his house at almost 4 in the morning, yelling and pounding at the for like a mad man or the fact that Jill was actually glad to see him. he would take anything to distract him from his thoughts right now. even a yelling lonnie. carefully opening the door, jill leans against his door frame as he grins at the redhead. “shit, you trying to wake up the entire neighborhood or something?”

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Maybe it was the alcohol, or the way her bright green eyes seemed to stare through his soul but his mind was getting WAY TOO FUZZY when she had scooted closer to her. It was like his brain had short circuited or something, because he suddenly forgot how to speak. ‘’Oh– oh wow..’’ He trails off and wets his lips before running a hand along his face to try to get his composure back. ‘’Yeah, I– I want to know. I mean, I want to see it. I wanna.. see like.. all of it tonight, like.. you gotta show me now. Or we can do something reckless and do it in a public place?’’

Instead of responding, Gio downs the remnants of her drink before ordering another round for the two of them. Giorgia keeps her eyes locked on his, studying his reaction for every move she makes. She lets the hand on his lap creep closer to his crotch area, allowing her fingers to brush against the zipper slightly. Gio then finds her lips on his jaw, trailing soft kisses down his neck until she reaches the crook of it. She nips at the skin lightly before running her tongue over the tender area. After a moment, she pulls away from him only to grab the two drinks the bartender set down. “Over there.” Tilting her head in the direction of one of the many tables in the corner of the club, she gestured for him to follow her.

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‘‘Was a little heartbreaking? Made you upset? made you.. lose yourself?’‘ Yeah, he was in the same boat. Seeing her with another guy.. It was like someone had stabbed him with the dagger and took it out, only just to do it again. Evan had kept his soft gaze on hers only shrugging, a light little smile over his features. ‘‘You know, you mean the world to me Gio. I’m just.. sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.’’ Evan slid his hand over to hers and gave it a light squeeze, shaking his head. ‘‘If you want to see the assertive side again just let me know? I know I’d LOVE to see your assertive side.’‘

“Yeah..” she admitted quietly as if she was afraid to say how she was feeling out loud. “You mean the world to me too, Evan.” But what did that mean exactly? A part of her wasn’t entirely sure. She didn’t want him to be with anyone else but her but... did that mean she wanted to be exclusive with him? The idea scared her. They had such a good dynamic going, she didn’t want to mess that up. A little lost in thought, she was brought back to reality when he placed his hand over hers. She easily intertwined her fingers with his, a small laugh escaping her at his words. “Would you now?” She scooted closer to him, allowing her free hand to rest on his lap. “Maybe I’ll show you tonight.” Raising an eyebrow, almost as if she was challenging him. 

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Dark eyes narrow and he swears for the first time when he’s hanging out with her, Dion’s blood starts to boil. His hand slowly goes into a fist when he hears her words, fingernails digging into his palms to the point where they’re actually CUTTING into his skin. His jaw sets, but he shrugs and sinks back into his seat. ‘’Maybe it is me. Jus’ gotta get used to it.’’ Its all he says, then he lowers his head and moves to hide his face in both his hands– wanting to rip his hair out.

Amber sat dumfouded by his words and how he seemed to be getting angry with her when all she was trying to do was help or at least, understand where he was coming from.  “Is it just you?” It wasn’t like her to be so confrontational. Maybe if it had been anyone else she would have told them to just do whatever felt right. She wouldn't even dare to pry. This was Dion though and the last thing she wanted was for him to give up on his dream. Even if that meant she had to play the role of a bitch. “I don’t know what to say to you. You’re literally not making any sense right now. I don’t understand why you would want to quit something you love so much. ” 

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‘‘IT IS what I wanted to do. But you know how shit happens, and sometimes your plans get side-lined. Sometimes its probably for the greater good, y’know?’‘ Dion brings his head up and pushes the hair out of his eyes and he shrugs. ‘‘So why what Amber? Y’know I don’t like that shit, so go on. We don’t hold any punches ‘ere so tell me, what’s goin’ on in that pretty little head of yours?’‘ At this point, he’s practically drawn the curtains shut in his life and its like he’s on the inside looking at her from the outside. ‘‘… Tell me why.’‘

“What greater good are you talking about? I don’t understand. Are you quitting for yourself or for someone else?” She was beginning to get frustrated by Dion’s resolution. How could he just throw away his passion like that? That wasn’t the Dion she remembered. Amber was silent for a moment, using this time to gather her thoughts so that she can say exactly what she means to say. “Why are you giving up your dreams? I bought you were... stronger than that.” Yikes maybe that wasn’t the best way to put it. “Why are you acting like giving up your dream doesn’t matter to you? I.. That’s not like you.” Her fear was starting to become true. Maybe she didn’t know Dion anymore.

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Hell, if the girl he had came here with stuck around after he practically ditched her for well.. basically the entire package in his opinion, Evan would give her props. Evan let out a chuckle and turned to give her his undivided attention, his chin resting in his hand as he leaned against the bar and admired her. Damn she was insanely beautiful. ‘’You know I’d pick you all the time. I’m.. just sorry I was an ass.’’ Once his beer had been handed to him, Evan took a few sips of it before setting it down and turning to her so he could continue admiring her. ‘’I don’t know if anyone has ever told you, but you’re drop dead fucking gorgeous. Tengo suerte de tenerte.’’ He had mumbled the last part, being sure to sip his drink once more. ‘’You’re also insanely hot when you’re mad, and I know it’s wrong of me to say it.. but damn.’’

“Please. If anyone was being an ass it was me. I don’t know why seeing you with another girl...” the sentence died off as she turned away from him, mostly because he didn’t want her to know how much it actually upset her (even though she wasn’t exactly doing too good of a job hiding it). “Never knew I the jealous type.” Her tone was playful but her words rang true. Feelings of jealousy were completely new to her. After a moment, she directed her attention back to him only to find him staring right at her. The way he looked at her was enough to make any girl weak in the knees. Even though they have known each other for a while now she couldn’t help but be constantly blown away by how absolutely stunning he was. Tall, dark, handsome but above all, a genuinely great guy. There wasn’t anything about him that she didn’t love. “I.. wow. Thank you.”She offered a shy smile at his words. She wasn’t good at taking compliments but she definitely appreciated sincere ones. Evan speaking Spanish was what she imagined heaven to be like. As if he could get any more sexy. “I could say the same to you.” She responded, crossing her leg over the other as she took a sip of her margarita. “I kind of liked seeing your assertive side.”

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‘‘I mean that basically is my job description. Love how literal you’re bein’ with it.’‘ Evan joked and he couldn’t help that laugh that escaped him, only shrugging in response. ‘‘Well, we can hang out here for a few more drinks and maybe some dancing. But I hope you are okay with handsy..’‘ He mumbles, lowering his head down slightly as he paused his steps to make sure she got his point. ‘‘Because at this point? I’m not going to be able to keep my hands off of you.. and we may not make it home. I mean, I’m okay with that if you are.’‘ There’s a cocky little grin on his features as he smooths out his shirt and walks a little further ahead to head over to the bar to order them drinks.

“And you’re awfully good at it.” She responded with a grin, laughing along with him. An eyebrow was raised at his sudden ‘warning’ “Yeah, that sounds good. As long are you’re okay with me getting hands too.” She matches his cocky grin with one of her own, knowing full well that he was just as weak to her touches as she was to his. Like they were each other’s weakness. “You might be right about that... if you play your cards right of course.” Even when it was clear he had her wrapped around his finger, she couldn’t help but play a little hard to get. Giorgia follows him to the bar, ordering her usual margarita before taking a quick look around. She would be lying if she said she didn’t feel a little bad for ditching her date. He actually wasn’t that bad of a guy. He just couldn’t compete against Evan. Hell, she was pretty certain that nobody could compete again Evan at this point. She was absolutely infatuated with him. It seemed like her date had left the club and honestly, she couldn’t blame him. Giorgia turned her attention back to Evan, taking a moment to appreciate his side profile before leaning up to place a small kiss on the crook of his neck. “Thank you for... choosing me. If that makes any sense.” Probably didn’t, but still.

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‘‘–Why not?’‘ His empty gaze move to meets hers and he shrugs, moving his hand away and tapping his fingers along the table top nervously. ‘‘I don’t have anyone to keep it going for. My mom is barely keeping herself together, both her and my dad were to busy to show up to my stuff. I don’t.. I don’t talk with anyone on the.. extended family.’‘ He shrugged and lowered his head into his hand. ‘‘I’ll just keep my attention on school. Nothing but the academics.’‘

Her frown remains on her face as he moves his hand away but she respects it so she being her hand back to her lap. “I thought you loved sports. I thought that was... what you wanted to do. That’s like me saying that I don’t want to be an astronaut anymore. Isn’t that your dream?” Amber was trying her best to not get emotional but she couldn’t help it. “Since when did you do it for them? You didn’t give it up even when they didn’t support you, so why...” She knew why. Or at least, she had s pretty good idea. “Im sorry Dion. I know it isn’t easy and I know it isn’t my place to speak but... I don’t think you should drop them.”