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[ryan-addisonxvincent]

eleanorxcabello​:

Oh my god.

You fell… do you need a first responder?

I... I hit my shoulder pretty bad but I think I’m fine, I can’t really feel it.

Are you... are you okay?

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sebastianxainsworth​:

Sebastian wrung his hands together, feeling the same exhaustion wash over him as it tended when he pondered the reality of their situation. Things were easier when he didn’t possess a faction weighing heavily on his shoulders, not that he really understood the type of leader he wished. He tried his hand at the moral route, doing the right thing, and failed miserably. Plan after plan backfired, the city hated him, why bother with any of it now? “Davenport was meant to be my legacy, Ryan. Handing it over to the Cabello’s would have killed me as much as I despised everything the faction has ever stolen from my life. I’m lost.” He glanced down, avoiding her gaze, “I had you, though. Or I thought I did, I honestly don’t know anymore.”

Ryan thought on his words, her back against the wall as she stared at the chaos around them; absorbing every syllable. Maybe it was different for him than it was for her– she wasn’t next in line for leadership if her brother were to fall. It’d most likely go to Oliver before her, and she was given such a long leash. Able to run off and do whatever she wanted, her brother had doted on her so. If she were the next in line, would she have made the same decisions? There was no way she could know. She never wanted that business, but she’d take it for Drake. “If you gave it up, you would have been free to leave. Free from what everyone thinks of you, free to leave and nothing holding you back.” Except for you, a voice scolded her, her blue eyes looking at Sebastian as her brows furrowed. “Things are complicated, Sebastian, it was never easy but with everything that happened, it’s never not going to be complicated. I’m confused just as you are.” 

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enzoxhuxley​:

Certainty, he lost the element of certainty when he stepped over the threshold of no return. A man once confident in his decisions and maintaining a steel emotional wall now could barely step his toes into a situation facing a Vincent without assessing the lack of confidence no longer held within his palms. Enzo hoped Ryan would have heard the rumor mill churn his betrayal at this point just so he wouldn’t suffer her reaction. Yet, if anyone really understood the sacrificial lamb for the sake of following his heart, it should be Newford’s princess. Drake spared his sister out of genetic connection, out of love, he held no such personal connection. “She wasn’t my type. Prim and proper, gold spoon between her lips, everything I couldn’t fucking stand from Davenport.” Enzo turned his palm over, tracing the outline of a superficial cut etched along the flesh, “I know you got your issues with her, Ryan, just like I have mine with Sebastian and the shit he’s pulled with your brother. She isn’t what I thought she was.” He inhaled a deep breath and slowly released, “Drake loves you, no matter what. Just don’t be shocked if Ainsworth becomes his target practice.”

Ryan’s blue eyes watched Enzo’s every movement, watched him speak every single word even if he wasn’t looking directly at her. Did she wish that he picked someone else to be with, someone that wasn’t so conflicting for him and the faction that he lived in– used to live in... yes, but again, she’d be a hypocrite if she ever voiced those worries. Ryan fell in with the Ainsworth’s, was tortured by an Ainsworth, only to be saved by the man she fell for– ultimately the cause of Sebastian’s downward spiral. There was so much history between him and her, and them and Eleanor– it was a complicated mess and she was tired with it all. “They never are anything we expect, are they,” Ryan’s voice was quiet as she spoke, more to herself than anything. Sebastian never was anything she would have expected from Davenport, but in a way she knew that she wasn’t what anyone would expect from Newford. Her eyes rose again to Enzo’s when he spoke of Drake, a frown on her face. She knew that there was a war on the horizon– Oliver had been preparing for it ever since the attack, and Drake may very well launch it on Sebastian. The two parts of her were always at war over who to belong to. Her family, or Sebastian. The ring that symbolized the unity between her and Sebastian burned against her skin under her shirt. “I know,” she replied after a time, her eyes downcast as she picked at the frayed ends of her shirt, “I’m not surprised, I’m expecting it. Doesn’t make it any easier– it should be so cut and dry, but it’s all confusing in my mind.” Ryan forced herself to stop talking about her uncertainty, especially to someone that used to be one of his brother’s highest men. Enzo may understand, but there were some things that she shouldn’t voice aloud. “I’m not of any use in a fight, so I’m going to keep my nose down and do as I’m told.”

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sebastianxainsworth​:

Sebastian lifted his hands in defeat on the matter, knowing there was no sense arguing when the woman made up her mind. Maybe that was the Vincent in Ryan to stick to her guns or just the Ainsworth in him to leave sleeping dogs where they lay. “I feel like we’re on this carousel going around in circles. When will we reach a point where we can stop and decide what to do without the factions getting in the way? Our families?”

Ryan let go the sigh that she was holding onto for ages, it was the age old question. The true Romeo and Juliet story– when were they going to stop letting their families and factions get in the way, but she only shook her head. “That’s a funny question, Sebastian,” Ryan said in response, running a hand through her tangled blond hair, “we have opportunities to leave our factions and our families, but somehow something keeps dragging us back in. You had a prime opportunity to let go of Davenport, but you kept it. With Drake alive after almost losing him... I can’t leave. I’m guessing that point is not going to be for a long time.”

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enzoxhuxley​:

Once he was assured she wouldn’t fall over or collapse, Enzo released his hold and took a slow step back in the event Ryan suddenly lost her bearings. She was bumped and bruised, it seemed, but altogether relatively steady. “If I had bourbon on me, it would be down the hatch by now.” Enzo’s gaze tore from the blonde, dropping to the ground and skirting by the real issue. He appreciated her apologies as unwarranted as they were considering she didn’t banish him, but she’ll surely feel the same way as Drake eventually. “Don’t, don’t do that. Don’t apologize. This isn’t just a different faction dalliance sort of betrayal, Ryan, that’s what you don’t understand.” The older male shook his head, “I started something with a leader, sweetheart. A new leader.” Cabello. No need saying it.

She didn’t like this side of Enzo, the side that avoided the issues instead of being who the man was– the man who charged into any situation head first much to the dismay of his sister. Ryan stared at him skeptically as he spoke again, only for her mouth to fall open at the admission. He’d had a dalliance with Eleanor, and now he was kicked to the curb for it. “Wow, Enzo,” was the only thing Ryan could say for a bit. She tried not to judge him, lord know she’d be throwing stones in a glass house if she did– she’d fallen for, had dalliances with, and married a leader. Who was she to judge, but Eleanor was a thorn in Ryan’s side, just as much as Ryan or Sebastian was a thorn in hers. “I just... never thought she’d be your type,” Ryan replied flatly, “I can’t judge as much as I want to, Enzo. As much as I want to be mad at you, or curse you, or even question your choice of dalliances, I can’t. I fell for a man that has been accused of hurting my brother. I’m no better, yet you got punished for what you did.”

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sebastianxainsworth​:

“The next nurse I see, I’m bringing them over, okay?” Sebastian lowered himself to his knees beside the blonde, briefly growing quiet for a moment with her last statement. “You shouldn’t as in because I said you shouldn’t…or because it’s me?”

“You don’t have to go that far, I’ll be okay– really.” Ryan’s blue eyes watched as Sebastian moved. Maybe if it were anyone else, she would have been watching them warily– but not him. Even though she should have been; it was all confusing still. “I don’t know. Both. It’s just the old song and dance, you know?”

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enzoxhuxley​:

“It’s me.” Enzo wrapped his hand around Ryan’s forearm, snaking the other around her waist and slowly hoisting the young woman to her feet, “I know it hurts, honey.” With enough support, Enzo pulled them toward the nearest wall and hesitated with his answer, “Nothing a bottle of bourbon can’t fix. Yeah, about that…” He sighed, “I landed into some trouble, got kicked out of the faction. Your brother apparently didn’t appreciate the fact I took a page from your Romeo and Juliet romance book. So, I’m officially branded a traitor, Ry.”

Ryan let the older man maneuver to her feet, a groan falling from his lips as she straightened up. It was funny how the last thing that she could happen to her that she could think of was a natural disaster; and it wasn’t even the weirdest thing to even happen. “Well if you have bourbon on you, I hope you share,” Ryan said quietly before her blue eyes narrowed, staring at Enzo pensively as he spoke. Her face fell, frowning, “I would have hoped that people wouldn’t take any page out of my book. I’m sorry, Enzo.” She didn’t really know what she was apologizing for, or why, but she knew that if she were anyone other than Drake’s sister, she would have faced the same fate as Enzo a long time ago. “I know it’s not much, but you’re not a traitor in my book.”

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enzoxhuxley​:

Ryan, sweetheart, I need you to take my arm. Can you get to your feet?

“Enzo?” Ryan’s blue eyes looked up at the familiar man as she pushed herself up to her knees; a hand reaching out to Enzo’s arm. “Everything fucking hurts,” she hissed as she struggled to her feet, “what about you– are you okay? Where have you been?”

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sebastianxainsworth​:

Good. Just don’t rush it.

I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be fine, Ry, it’s nothing to worry about.

Trust me, I don’t think my body knows how to rush right now with how it feels.

You say that, yet I still worry. Even when I shouldn’t.

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sebastianxainsworth​:

Do you think you can stand? I’m not leaving you.

I think I can.

I wouldn’t want you to... are you okay?

[ryan-addisonxvincent]

sebastianxainsworth​:

Ryan.

Hey, hey, hey, don’t move too much.

Sebastian... I think... I think I’m okay– just got the wind knocked out of me.

[ryan-addisonxvincent]

Fuck.

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drakexvincent​:

“Ry,” he sighed in relief. This time it was actually her, not a blonde imposter. He wrapped his arms around her weakly, tightening his hold as much as he could. His hand rubbed up and down her back, tangling in her hair as he pressed a familiar kiss to the crown of her head, like he always had growing up. “It’s okay… I’m here.”

There was a part of her that remembered the Savitri post about Eleanor being seen near Drake posing with a blonde wig. Ryan wanted to ask him about it, but the moment that her brother hugged her back, it all went out the window. That wasn’t the most important thing to her at that moment, Drake was. She couldn’t help but sob into his chest as he spoke to her, cementing that he was alive and awake after thinking that she’d never hear him speak to her again. Eventually Ry was able to pull away, wiping the evidence of her tears from her face with the back of her hands before reaching down to hold his hand in hers. “Are you okay? Do I need to get Sid at all?” Ryan asked, even though she knew that the doctor always wasn’t too far away, “or I could call Ollie and have him bring over Abel if you’re up to seeing him?”

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drakexvincent​:

Should I expect the welcome party?

“Drake... you really are awake,” Ryan said in disbelief as she entered his room, running over to his bedside before she flung her arms around his shoulders. She held him as hard as she could without hurting him and agitating his injuries, but Ryan needed to hold him to remind her that him being awake wasn’t a dream. “I’m so sorry.”

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sebastianxainsworth​:

I’m not handing over Davenport on a silver platter to her. 

Once again, I couldn’t do anything right in anyone’s eyes, why should one measly letter I wrote because public speaking isn’t my strongest suit be any different? It’s a wonder why you’re blockading this path of destruction you think I’m on when it could benefit your faction, Ry. How can I trust you’re not here for something else entirely?

Because you so wanted it in the first place. Have you ever thought about the fact that if you give it to her, then she leaves you alone? As long as you don’t step on anymore toes, which you have a penchant of doing, so that may be a little difficult for you.

“Look. You’re a leader that has the worst standing out of pretty much everyone here, and that’s saying a lot because Eleanor took over an unwilling part of the city. Just because you’re painted in a bad light doesn’t mean you go around making it worse for yourself. No matter what you say to try and vindicate yourself doesn’t mean it’ll go over well with the masses.” Ryan could only blink as Sebastian brought up a valid point. His destruction by his own hands keeps hers clean, and keep her faction safe. Ollie was doing his best, but she was the leader’s sister. She had to do her part... but when it came to him? She couldn’t. Ry was brave in the face of her people, wanting to do whatever it took for retaliation, but when she stood in front of Sebastian? Knew she still loved him beside all of the hurt that was between them? She couldn’t be that person. “It’s a wonder to me, too, Sebastian. If I wanted to do anything worse to you, I wouldn’t be talking.”

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sebastianxainsworth​:

I have no other options, she’s ensuring that.

What are you doing here, Ryan? You made it clear you didn’t want to talk to me until I had any proof, which, shocker, still haven’t found it. Don’t think I will find it at this rate.

There is an option-- you just don’t want to consider it.

I’m here because if your little letter was enough to irritate me, imagine how it would be for the other two you wrote about. Believe it or not, there is a part of me that doesn’t want to see you go any farther down this path of destruction even though the other part of me hates myself for it. It’s conflicting, and I’m a mess, but here I am anyway.

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sebastianxainsworth​:

If she wants a villain, fine, I’ll give her a villain.

It doesn’t even matter anymore.

Sebastian, you have to stop.

You don’t want to keep going to war with her.