#if my ma does get pregnant with a child with her husband n stuff. that would be like.. crazy. they can like-. be normal

[cait-with-luv]

J.JK Soul Ink - Chapter 09

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WARNINGS: Abuse, Death of Characters, Child PTSD.

Please don't read this if you're sensitive to any of these, this is just a flashback chapter.

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"Beom-Seok?"

"Yes?"

Park Mi-Sook stared nervously at her husband in front of her. She knew what he did for a living. She knew what would happen if she were to leave him. If he were to find out she was pregnant with another's child. The man that she was having an affair with made her feel safe. Normal. He didn't have much. He wasn't rich, he wasn't a CEO of a business, just a hard working man who want to provide and love his family.

His marriage wasn't based on love, it was arranged. Even though his son was made not out of love like he had wished, he was his world and wanted the best for him. His mother was a different story. Park Mi-Sook was who the boy considered his mother, he may be a few months old but he feels safe in the woman's arms and his eyes light up when he saw her. He had no connection with his own mother, she was always out, getting drunk, sleeping with every man she could. But alas they were to divorce and everyone could be happy. Everyone except Mi-Sook of course.  She had no escape from her own husband. She what she was doing behind his back was wrong but what other choice did she have?

"Mi-Sook."

Her head snaps up to her husband as he cuts her thoughts off. She gives him a small smile and he came to stand in front of her placing his hands on her shoulders.

"What is wrong with you today? You look like you've seen a ghost." Beom-Seok chuckles.

"I-I'm pregnant." She stutters looking down. His hands slip off her shoulders in shock and he leans against the kitchen counter as he allows himself to process the news.

"Are you sure?" He asks. She nods,

"100% sure Beom-Seok."

But it's not yours, she thought to herself. Tell him, just tell him, it won't be as bad now but worse when he finds later on. She opens her mouth to talk but is cut off by Beom-Seok.

"This is amazing! I must tell Jeon! He would be so pleased! I have a successor for the company!" He says running out the room and upstairs to phone his co-partner. Mi-Sook stands in shock before tears begin to well up in her eyes. She grabs her keys and yells to her husband,

"Beom-Seok, I'm just going to get groceries!"

"Okay!"

And with that she ran out the house.

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"Mi-Sook? Honey? What's happened?"

Mi-Sook falls into the arms of her love and he pulls her close, closing the door. She begins to fall to the ground and he slowly helps her, holding her close until she was calm enough to talk. Patters of hands hitting the floor make Mi-Sook look up and she sees the infant boy crawling over quickly squealing happily when he sees her.

"Ma ma ma ma ma ma" He babbles and crawls into her lap and rests his head on her chest, making her sniffle then giggle slightly.

"Hi Jiminie." She giggles running a hand over the infants head gently making him giggle. Mi-Sook looks up to meet the eyes of her lover's concerned eyes and frowns.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I'm pregnant, I tried t-to tell Beom-Seok that I want a divorce and that the child isn't his b-but he ran to tell the Jeon's before I could even tell him. What do I do? He'll hurt you, Jimin, maybe even this child, I can't let that happen." She whispers as tears fall. He holds his love and son close and sways side to side with them.

"We'll figure this out sweetheart I promise...I'm gonna be a dad again." He says happily, placing his hand on Mi-Sook's stomach making her giggle.

"Little dumpling, you're gonna be a big brother." Mi-Sook whispers to the boy in her arms pointing to her tummy. His eyes stare at her stomach in confusion and points too. He then places his hand on top of his fathers and smiles before leaning down and kissing the clothed stomach making a 'mwah' noise before doing it again before giggling and clapping his hands together making the two forbidden lovers coo.

This was the start to a happy family...If only they knew what the future held for them.

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Year: 1999

"Y/Nieeeeeee, come pway." A 4 year old Jimin pouted to the 3 year old who just giggled shaking her head and ran away with the boy hot on her trail.

"Be careful you two!" Mi-Sook yelled as they ran around the house squealing and giggling.

"I hate that we have to confine them to the house."

Mi-Sook spins around to face her lover and nods sadly.

"I do too...but if we were to go outside he'd-"

"Find out I know. I want them safe too but Mi-Sook it breaks my heart knowing Y/N calls another man dad instead of me. My own daughter doesn't know I'm her father and that Jimin is her brother. I just want my own child to call me appa Mi-Sook is that so hard to ask?"

Mi-Sook looks down in shame and shakes her head.

"I hate it too my love, I want nothing more to live with you happily, but I don't know how to escape, he's one of the biggest mafia's, I can't just divorce him, there's a cost and that cost is my life, our lives, I can't risk that. What about Jimin's mother, you still yet to divorce her too." She says raising an eyebrow. He sighs and massages his temples.

"It's not that easy trying to leave a marriage you've been arranged into Mi-Sook."

"Then you must understand that it's easy trying to leave a mafia leader, he doesn't even know I know about his lifestyle." Mi-Sook whispers. Before the desperate man can reply a scream and then cries of a child echos from the back garden and their hearts stop. They rush outside in panic but stop when they notice the young boy  who had pulled the young girl on his lap and rubbed her back kissing her 'boo boo' on her elbow.

"Shhh, it's okay my Butterfly, I know it hurts but kisses will make it better! Appa always kisses my boo boo's. He tells me that kisses from loved ones make the pain go away! I promise to protect you from boo boo's for the rest of our lives no matter how big or small it is." The boy comforts.

"I'll keep you s-safe to Mochi, thanks for taking the pain away."  The little girl sniffles.

"It's okay lil sis. I wuv you." Jimin giggles.

"I wuv you too big bro."

The two parents stare warmth filling their hearts as they watched the two interact. They began to realize that these two kids were beginning to realize they were siblings and that only meant it was matter of time when Y/N would realize who her father really is.

They need to figure way out. And fast.

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Year: 2003

"Mi-Sook."

"Yes?"

"Is Y/N my child?"

Mi-Sook's blood runs cold and she turns to face the stern face of her husband. This was it. It's over. She had been caught.

"W-What?" She stutters making the mans face darken.

"I asked...Is Y/N mine?"

Mi-Sook shivered at the coldness in his voice and slowly shook her head, looking down and he chuckles darkly, shaking his head in disbelief.

"H-How did you find out?" Mi-Sook asks in fear.

"Two reasons my dear wife. Reason number one, you're both never home, reason number two she won't even call me father and when she does she gets nervous and reason number three and this is my favourite, the wife. She told me about the affair you are having with her husband. She was so desperate for money, it was quiet funny actually." He chuckles. But it wasn't full of humor. It was filled with rage.

"Beom-Seok please-"

"Please what Mi-Sook? Give mercy? Calm down? Was I such a poor excuse of a husband that you had to find comfort from another man?!" He yells making her flinch.

"YOU'RE A MAFIA LEADER! I DIDN'T WANT THAT FOR ME! FOR Y/N! I WANTED TO LEAVE BUT I COULDN'T BECAUSE OF YOU KANG BEOM-SEOK! HE MAKES ME FEEL SAFE!" She screamed. His face contorts in shock then back to anger.

"How did you know? How long have you known?" He snaps.

"Years Beom-Seok, I've known for years. I overheard you and Jeon talking in your office one night." She hisses

"Don't mention that fuckers name. Ties have been cut from him." He growls.

"Why? Because he realized how sick in the head you are? Because he refused your proposal of arranging Y/N and Jungkook together? Because he's more powerful than you?" Mi-Sook snaps.

"They should of been arranged together! The company would of benefited from it!" Beom-Seok yells angrily.

"You mean you would of benefited! They're kids Beom-Seok! She's only 6! He's only 5! They hardly know each other! They met once and they were only 1 and 2 years old! I will not allow my daughter to be wedded off to a man she probably wouldn't love! You're deluded!" Mi-Sook screams back and a loud smack echoes through the house and a throbbing pain from her left cheek suddenly appeared and the she realized what just happened.

He smacked her.

"I want you and that bastard child of yours out of here." He growls before walking out the door of the bedroom. Mi-Sook immediately took action and began packing for herself and her daughter, grabbing the passports and fleeing out the house to the house where her lover, daughter and step-son were awaiting for her.

But little did she know what was coming.

" I want them dead. I'm going to kill the man myself. The children will live and pay the price of their parent's mistakes."

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"Oh, it's you." The woman snarls in disgust as she opens the door for Mi-Sook. She pushes past her and into the living room where the kids and the man she loved were. When he looked up and saw the look on his lovers face, he knew.

"Eomma!" The two kids scream happily making the woman smile slightly.

"Kids, why don't you go play in Jimin's room? Jimin, start packing some stuff for yourself okay buddy?"

The 7 year old frowns but nods without questioning and grabs his sisters hand and pulls her upstairs.

"Hey Butterfly, you wanna help me pack so it's quicker?"

"Of course Mochi."

As the kids disappear, Mi-Sook begins to panick.

"He knows! Beom-Seok knows and it's all because of her, she told him!"  Mi-Sook snaps pointing to the very intoxicated woman who stands unbothered.

"Why would you do that?! He'll kill us! Even you!"  The man yelled at his soon to be ex-wife. She just shrugs still not caring.

"Guess I'll just have to pack my bags too." She grumbles and walks away.

"We have to leave now! He's going to be after us." Mi-Sook whimpers.

"Okay, okay, I'm gonna go pack, you and Y/N leave for the airport right now, I'll take the drunk to her mothers and I'll take Jimin so he can say goodbye to her. He may not see her as his mother but she still gave birth to him." The man said hurriedly and Mi-Sook nods. The man pulls her into a hug and then gives her a kiss on the lips.

"I love you." He mumbles making her nod,

"I love you too." Mi-Sook replies back giving him one last kiss.

"Kids! Have you packed?" Mi-Sook yell, getting a yes back and they both run down the stairs, Jimin carrying his small suitcase as well as he possibly could.

"Jiminie, you're gonna go with your father to say goodbye to your mother-"

"She isn't my mom."  Jimin interrupts. Mi-Sook nods and continues,

" and then you're gonna meet me and Y/N at the airport okay?"

He nods and you gasp in excitement,

"Oh! Are we going on vacation eomma? Appa?"

"Yes! But it's permanent okay muffin?" The man says giving the oblivious girl a smile.

Mi-Sook pulls Jimin into a hug and holds him tightly and he holds tighter just as his father pulls his sister into a hug too. They felt like a goodbye hugs. Jimin knew. He knew something wasn't right.

Jimin then turns to his sister and holds her close to him and kisses the top of her head.

"I love you little Butterfly okay?" He mumbles into her hair making her nod,

"I love you too Mochi."

When they pull away Jimin roots through his bag and pulls out a small teddy that he owns and hands it to the little girl.

"I want you to keep this safe for me okay?" He asks her making her nod eagerly and cuddle the teddy close.

"Come on Y/N otherwise we're gonna be late sweetheart." Mi-Sook says and she grabs her daughters hand and walks to the door and looks at the two boys.

"We love you."

The two boys smile and nod,

"We love you too."

Little did they know that was the last interaction they would before they're little family was ripped apart.

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"Eomma behind you! Eomma! Leave Eomma alone! Eomma wake up..."

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"Appa no! They're drowning save them! Someone help! Please..."

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The two children sat shaking in fear, tears streaming down their faces in two different places but in the exact same position. They began to slip into unconsciousness only remembering one voice echo in their heads,

"I'm going to be the last face you see for sweet death takes you away."

And then nothing. All memories of each other wiped from the trauma.

They wouldn't even remember they were siblings the next time they would meet.

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Year: 2019

"I have a little sister?"

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #234

“don’t take care of me - be scared of me.”

Does it bother you when people beg? I mean, it depends on the consistency, intensity, and the subject. Do you ever eat cookie dough raw? I have, but salmonella will punish me some day. Are you one of those people who are always cold? I am the exact opposite. When was the last time you rode a rollercoaster? Pf, never. Don't want to. Do you like hot dogs? I hate the fact that I love them lol. Do you have any weird rings? I wouldn't consider any "weird," no. Have any bad addictions? Ugh, caffeine. Are you anything like your siblings? I am very, very different from my two immediate sisters. Ma says I'm extremely similar to Katie, my half-sister, though it's odd because we don't seem to agree on very much? I don't even think she likes me. When was the last time you shaved your legs? Literally not since like... February. It's not like anybody but family sees my legs anyway. It's just stupid societal expectations for a woman, and I've never been prone to obeying those to begin with. Do you like long bike rides? I used to LOVE riding my bike when I lived in the woods/by an almost-dead road, but I haven't that in... god, years. I don't even have that bike anymore. My knees would never, EVER survive riding one right now. Do you know someone who is blind? My sister is in one eye, but I can't remember which. Do you have a YouTube account? how else would I like every Mark video in existence and I wish I was kidding?????????????? How many cell phones have you had? No clue. Not many. Maybe like, four or so. When was the last time something bothered you? Yesterday 'cuz I was getting weird fuckin phone calls. Do you ever try free samples at the store? Sure, if they seem like something I'd like. Can you speak French or Spanish? No. What school year do you think will be/was the saddest? 8th. Anxiety and depression were getting bad, puberty was A Thing, confused about life in general and why all this sadness and fear was happening to me. Do you like boys with long hair? I mean this depends on the person, but in general, yes. I think I prefer it over shorter, in most cases. Have you ever had plum juice? No, but that sounds decent. If I can even remember what a plum tastes like... I loved them as a kid, haven't had one in like, years. Have you ever passed out? Once, almost twice not long after the first time. Was today someones birthday that you know? No. Have you drank any water today? A little bit. When was the last time you had a crowd at your house? Holy shit. Probably not since we MOVED here in '17. Are you worried about anything right now? When aren't I at least a bit worried about something, really. Are you keeping anything from your best friends right now? No. Do you currently have any mosquito bites? Not currently. A- blood, hell yeah man. Do you have Twitter? Yes. Literally to like. um. one somebody's stuff. If you found out you were pregnant, who would you tell? God FUCKING forbid. Obviously my family. Sara. If it was from consensual sex, I'd tell friends eventually. If it was, uh, any other way, probably not EVEN some family because there are some that would probably never speak to me again if I got an abortion. Is your driveway stone or pavement? Stone. Have you ever caught something on fire? Yeah. Y'know, s'mores, sparklers, wood when making a bonfire or something. Regular stuff. How many people have you kissed in a car? One or two. Idr if Sara and I ever have. Do you and your best friend have an inside joke? "buzzfeed" Do you have a gym membership? Not anymore. How long was your last shower? Not even ten minutes. Get clean and get out. What is your favorite color fingernail polish? I think red tends to be the prettiest. If you had to get a tattoo, what would it be of? Man, don't ask me this. I have a billion ideas. If I had the money for it though, I'd probably finally get this (Denialism) as a tat on my left upper arm next. It's like, my favorite drawing ever, and I've already gotten the artist's permission. What is the best fast food place, in your opinion? Sonic has had my heart lately. What is your favorite eye color in the opposite sex? I just generally like vibrant and/or light blue eyes, but I really don't care about someone's eye color. What is your mom’s maiden name? Yeah, let's share that on the Internet. Would you rather receive balloons or flowers for valentine’s day? Flowers. Balloons are nothing but waste and wind up as litter anyway. Do you follow the crowd when it comes to trends or do your own thing? Do my own thing. Trends 'n shit don't matter to me; I don't care how "cool" or "uncool" something is. I like what I like. What is your worst bad habit? Assuming the worst of absolutely everything within .01 seconds. Do you believe in happily ever after? No. Things aren't always gonna be happy, sorry. What is your average phone bill? I don't know, Dad pays it. Which is better: chapstick or lip gloss? Chapstick. Have you ever been proposed to? No. Do you take certain medicine on a daily basis? A decent number. Have you ever seen two people together and you got sick to your stomach? I remember seeing a picture of Jason and his girlfriend after me once after they got together and I. Don't know how to describe that feeling. I think I felt more murderous than anything. Do you prefer laptops or desktop computers? Laptops for portability's sake. Have you ever had a really bad haircut? Looking back, the haircut I had before this one wasn't great. Only at some angles did it look good. I mean I don't regret it though, it's how I realized I think I'd like short hair. Did you ever order any clothes from the Alloy catalog? Never heard of them. What brand, color, and type is your favorite eyeliner? I love black eyeliner, but I don't have any favorite brands. I hate liquid, though. My hands aren't steady enough for that, and it's just messy. What’s your favorite type of yogurt? Meh, not a big fan. Idk. Do you have any overdue library books right now? No. Do you have a piggy bank? No. Do you remember your locker combinations from high school? Nope. Do you own plaid pants? No. Have you ever had to wear a school uniform? Yeah, through all of middle school. What was your high school’s mascot? A firebird. Who were your best friends in high school? I had various ones. Excluding The Ex, there was Hannia, Alon, Megan, Maria, Girt... There was a few. Have you ever been to Chicago? Once, with Sara and her dad. At night. And the lights and cars and shops and towers and everything was too much for my rural ass. I'm not a city person, but because it was SO different and just incredible in scope and all, I still thought it was absolutely beautiful and so exciting. Would you rather sleep on the top bunk or bottom bunk? Bottom. When my sister and I were little and shared a room though, I almost always had the top bunk. As I got older though, that inverted. Have you ever had a secret admirer that left you notes? I THINK Aaron did once, but I can't remember for sure. Are you close with your cousins? No. Are you close to any aunts or uncles? Not especially, but only because, like my cousins, I pretty much never see them. Are you close to your grandparents? All but one is dead, and that one is dying. Barely knew any, save for my remaining grandmother, and we've never gotten along well/agreed on much, but I mean, I still care for her. I also pretty much never saw her. Who betrayed your trust? Plenty of people. Who was your first best friend (apart from a sibling)? Brianna. What was your favorite thing to do at sleepovers when you were younger? I don't know. Probably play make-believe or go swimming. What kind of popcorn is your favorite? Normal with butter and salt. Does your town have a big fountain in it? The next town over does. What is your town known for? "You mean Tennessee?" Don't think that's too much of a giveaway. What’s one way in which you’re still a child? I am very dependent on Mom. What’s one way in which you’re old? My knees are at least 107. Do you know what you want to do for your next birthday? gooooooood take me to get a tatTOOOOOOO What would be the best surprise you could receive right now? Mom buying tickets to the Ozzy concert next year alksdjfalwe. I've been losing my fucking mind since the new single came out and album was announced. Do you usually forgive when someone hurts your or try to get revenge? I'm not a vengeful person at all, really. I tend to forgive. Were there any subjects in school that were really easy for you? English has always been a breeze, and usually science. Did you ever skip a grade or get held back a grade? No. Do you think you look better with dyed hair or natural hair? Just about anyone looks better with dyed hair to me. I just like colorful, interesting hair. Has your hair color changed since you were a toddler? Yes. I was born dirty blonde. Do you own an American flag shirt? No. Do you own a British flag shirt? No. Do you have a seashell collection? No. We used to have a box of them, though. Do you have a rock collection? No. What is your favorite thing to do in the pool? Just chill. Casually swim around aimlessly. Cacti or seashells? Hmmmm. I think seashells, but that's tough. Dreamcatcher or wind chimes? MAN, this depends on the design. Have you ever taken a picture at the perfect moment? The only one I have that I consider the absolute *perfect* moment was at Ashley's gender reveal when she and her husband found out the baby is a girl. Her face especially is priceless. What color was your first car? N/A Was your first car used or new? N/A What was the last thing you said in complete caps? HAHAHA I sent Sara a fucking CURSED picture of Pennywise as a good morning text. Do you enjoy playing board games? Not really. Are you good at playing Hide and Go Seek? I guess I was as a kid. I'm sure I wouldn't be now. Elephants can't really hide. :^) Do you live in an apartment or a house? A house. Is there a music artist that never ceases to amaze you? As far as truly *amaze* goes, probably Amy Lee. Her voice is just fucking incredible. What is your favorite term of endearment? Probably "love." Or "dear." I dunno. Do you like Twizzlers? NO. They're gross as hell. Do you sneak in candy/soda when you go to the movies? Yeup. Fuck those prices. What was the last song you had on repeat? I adore Ozzy's new "Under The Graveyard" beyond words and so have been binging it like mad since yesterday lmao. Where are your favorite pair of jeans from? I don't have jeans. Do you tap your foot when you listen to music? No. If I respond to it in any voluntary way, I'll most likely be tapping my hand with the beat. Will you get your hair cut anytime soon? I need to, yeah. I hate when my hair starts getting long enough to curl a tad upwards in the back. Are you uncoordinated? VERY. Have you ever listened to Jane’s Addiction? I know and enjoy "Jane Says" and "Been Caught Stealing." What’s the worst thing you’ve ever experienced? Heartbreak. What’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen? I dunno, there's a lot. Do you write “Dear Diary” when you write in your diary? I don't have a diary. I don't think I ever did. What is your escape from your problems? Music, playing WoW, stuff like that. Just give me a distraction. Do you watch YouTube videos a lot? Literally every day throughout the day. It's at least background noise. Do you have an embarrassing period story? No, thankfully. Would your life be at risk if someone knew everything about you? No. Is your life at risk? I mean, more than like by disease, some psycho, an accident, shit like that, no? Do you feel safe in your hometown? No. Never did. I miss our house and the childhood memories, but that place was dangerous. Where do you dream of moving to? The mountains of NC. What fascinates you more: outer space or the bottom of the ocean? Space. Have you ever seen a UFO? I guess by the definition of "unidentified flying object," yes, but I think it was some sort of natural phenomenon with a star, not an alien. Maybe. Does anyone encourage you to go after your dreams? Yeah. :') What is the stupidest thing anyone’s ever said to you? "i'Ll AlWaYs LoVe YoU, bRiTtAnY!" What’s the most amount of weight you’ve gained from a medication? LET'S. FUCKING. NOT. Do you name inanimate objects? No. What do you think the constellations mean? "Nothing? Just humanity reaching to ascribe some type of meaningfulness to the world around them." <<<< This, I like this. Did you like the venue your senior prom was held at? I mean it was at the local college's gym. Nothing special. Which spelling do you like best: Hayley, Hailey, or Haley? Hm, I think "Hailey." Which name is better: Hailey, Bailey, Kailey, or Shailey? Ummmmm I think "Kailey." Are you mad at someone? I'm always going to be mad to a degree. Do you feel like your life was stolen from you? I guess in a way by mental illness? Do you have a professional camera? Yeah. What would you change about your hair? Ugh, I want to COLOR it. I really want silver hair atm. When was the last time you changed your hairstyle? Last year. Do you like rose gold? I love it. What’s your favorite color gummy bear? I don't... care? Oh wait, maybe green. Those normally have an apple kinda feel, right? Or do they all thaste the same? What is the sexiest part of the opposite sex’s body? I like s h o u l d e r b l a d e s. Have you ever made up/sang a song for someone you cared about? Only ever poems. Ever had a song sang about/for you? I mean, I've had like songs /dedicated/ to me, but never actually made for me specifically. What is your middle name? Marie. Like every other white girl known to man. What do you smell like? My house, I guess? Ever hurt yourself playing Wii? I don't believe so. Do you have freckles? Not on my face, but random ones on the rest of my body, yeah. Can you do the alphabet in sign language? No. Do you like your feet? I seriously hate feet. That includes mine. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever had in your mouth? uhhhhhhhhh Has anyone ever threatened you with a knife? No. (If you’re a girl) Has anyone ever called you "shorty" instead of "girl"? Ugh no, thank Christ. Have you ever sent an embarrassing moment of yours into a mag to be printed? No. What IS your most embarrassing moment? I've told it before but now I don't remember it??? What’s the last thing to make you scream? Like a small, quick one, I think a loud noise scared me. I've been extremely sensitive to those lately and idk why??? Do your parents knock before coming in, or just barge on in? My door's never really closed, but when it is, Mom doesn't. Dad does. Do you think you’re more cute or sexy? BOY neither. Do you own any mini skirts? Bitch I wish I could wear mini skirts but I would blind people with my body rn. Do you draw little hearts and stuff with eyeliner next to your eyes? Nah. What’s the most expensive thing you’ve ever lost? Good question, idk. Has your mom ever lied to you? Yeah. Do you have a deep voice? It's definitely deep for a girl, but it's not like, manly. When’s the last time someone made breakfast for you? I guess the last time I was out for breakfast? Idr. When someone knocks on the door, who do you think it is? A mailman/woman. No one else comes here unexpectedly. Has anyone ever licked your foot? UM NO Do you play games with boys/girls, like "hard to get"? I never did and never will. I'm definitely not easy, but I don't play games. Oh wait, unless we're already a serious couple and I'm sexually being a tease. Hobby. When’s the last time someone told you they were in love with you? Some time back. Is there a Sonic where you live? mmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM- Do you smile with your teeth? Usually. What do you like on your pizza? Pepperoni, jalapenos, sausage... stuff like that. I'm WEAK for meat lovers pizza sobs heavily in wanna-be vegetarian Do you know anyone who lives in Newfoundland? No. How ‘bout Alberta? No. Anyone in Canada at all? Yeah, a friend's ex. She's cool. If you could trade houses with a friend, who would it be? I wouldn't damn anyone with this house, lol. I mean it's not bad, it just has its issues. Are you a good person to come to for advice? It depends on the subject we're talkin' here. Do you sleep naked? No. I'd feel so vulnerable. Favorite place you've been: Through the NC mountains. Which of your Facebook friends lives closest to you? UHHHHHHHHH how do I not know this?? When was the last time you cried? Idr, actually. Who took your profile pic? Where? What’s your favorite season? Autumn. What was the last book you read? The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood. Fucking read it. Are you a good influence? This also depends on the area of focus. Does pineapple belong on pizza? NO. Sweet and savory do noooot mix in my world.

[laceymorganwrites]

Pull the dagger pt.1

Word Count: 2,186 Pairing: Klaus x reader Warnings: breakup, curse words

Mystic Falls, the city one could either love or hate.

You used to love the city, meeting and falling in love with the man who would change your life.

Born as a weapon to the witches, you never really felt right, your purpose was to eliminate the enemies of witches and nature.

The witches created you, the first vampire, to make sure nature would stay organized.

And for that they created a potion of chaos, you, planted it into a witch and as she gave birth to you, the witches tamed you, made you stronger, feeding you their blood, making you immortal and indestructible , to fulfill your purpose they stole your humanity.

One special night, the witches had to flee, monsters would haunt and kill all of them, triggering an enormous rage inside of you, which led to you killing all of them.

With your family dead, you traveled with vikings and landed in Mystic Falls, where you saved two brothers from the wolves, the Mikaelson family took you in and you and Niklaus fell in love.

You were there for him through his father´s beatings, the death of his younger brother, the vampire spell and the one repressing his wolf side.

If you had ever thought about being with someone for a long time, you would´ve thought that it would get boring and the love would get lost, but with Klaus it was different.

The love never got old, the flame never burnt out, he still made you laugh, showed affection and everything seemed perfect for the thousand years you´ve been married.

But nothing lasts forever, does it? As you both returned to Mystic Falls, the city where Klaus was born, he wanted to break the curse his mother laid upon him and you helped him.

In the process you´ve met the protectors of Mystic Falls, Elena, the Salvatores, Tyler, Bonnie and Caroline.

Caroline.

You should´ve seen it coming.

You tried to prey into their lives and during that you came to like them, so you could distract them, but Caroline had the same thing in mind.

You registered the way Klaus looked at the blonde newbie vampire, and you hated it.

Now you were sitting alone at a bar, furious and devastated, knowing that something had happened.

„You´re still doing it“ your husband arrived and sat down next to you.

„Doing what?“ you asked bored, not bothering to look up. „Loving me“ he sat down next to you and looked you in the eyes, you chuckled.

„Are you kidding me?“ now you finally looked at him. „You shouldn´t love me, I´m not good for you. After all these years I´ve came to realize that and I´m sorry, staying with you was selfish. I understand why you stayed with me, then I was broken and you fixed me, protected me and I´m forever grateful for that, but it was never love. A thousand years we´ve lived a lie, destroying each other. It was never real, you drank my blood and I drank yours, we were always lying to each other.“ and he was lying now, trying to find excuses to push you away. You turned away, trying to stop the tears.

„If you want to break up with me, just get on with it“ your voice broke. „You´re better off without me“ he said in the end and walked out of the bar, leaving you all alone. A week later, you traveled to New Orleans, your former home, you couldn´t stay in Mystic Falls, not with him around.

You found out he wasn´t cheating, like you thought, which was a nice surprise.

You drove and cried, wanting to forget all that has happened.

You stopped in the French Quarter, it was like nothing changed, the Jazz was still there, all the bars and voodoo shops, even the streets and buildings remained.

„You“ a female voice made you turn around to face Jane Anne Deveraux.

„Do we know each other?“ you asked, you knew a witch when you saw one, but this woman was unfamiliar.

„No, but every witch knows you, you returned“ the smile on her face was very audible in her voice, she must´ve heard the prophecy.

„It´s a lie, the prophecy, I´m not here, because of it“ you were tired of all the lies being told about you. „But you´re pregnant“ Jane Anne responded, leaving you laughing. Who did this witch think she was?

„You must be so desperate, who do you have a problem with?“  you were also tired of being used. „I can feel the energy, I don´t want to anger you“ she held up her hands in defense and stepped back. „You shouldn´t, my husband just broke up with me“ you chuckled coldly. „The prophecy is true then, at least part of it“ she reminisced. „Yes, the part where I save my love and humanity is true. If you´d excuse me, I need to buy a pregnancy test“ you were getting annoyed, what on earth was going on? Not that you´d believe that witch, but still, just to be sure.

“It was an honor to meet you, if you need anything, the witches will always be in your favor“ Jane Anne bowed down and you rolled your eyes.

„I´m sick of being treated like a hero! I´m a weapon, my purpose is to kill every chaos! And I failed, vampires haunt witches, witches are out of control, the only ones peaceful are the werewolves, the ones I should protect the world of!“ you´ve had enough of it, of all the people telling you who you were and how you felt. „I´m sorry you feel that way, for me you´ll always be a hero“ she gave in. Then Jane Anne went the other way and you bought three pregnancy tests, which you used in a petrol station.

They were all positive and you decided to seek a doctor the next day.

With that knowledge you wandered through the streets until you stopped at the old Mikaelson mansion, your old home.

You must´ve stayed there too long, because a man came up to you and asked you to leave.

„I had a really rough week, do you really think you want to upset me?“ you answered, staying in the exact same spot.

„Stop threatening me, you need to leave“ he urged. „And why?“ you stretched it in an annoyed way. „This is our territory“ he demanded and you needed to hold back a laugh. „Can´t a woman just pass this building without being asked to leave, this is the most important mansion in history“ you stated, unbelievable. „I doubt that“ he puffed. „In mine it is“ you were stubborn. „You need to leave“ he finally said when he was interrupted. „Is there a problem, Diego?“ a familiar voice asked, the man walking out of the shadows.

„Marcellus!“ you ran up to him, hugging him tightly, you had thought he died.

„(Y/N)! Diego, this is (Y/N), the oldest vampire in history, you should show some respect“ Marcel told Diego. „I´m sorry, ma´am“ he got back into the compound. „It´s alright, don´t worry I don´t bite“ you chuckled. „Come in, be my guest!“ Marcel cheered and you entered the mansion the first time in ninety years.

„I missed you so much, what have you been up to?“ Marcel started a conversation.

“I missed you too“ you absently looked at the horizon. „What brings you back?“ he asked curiously, of course he´d like to know. „Well, Klaus broke up with me and it turns out I´m pregnant“ you straightly told him without any unnecessary details. „No way! He must be out of his mind! Now I´m a child of divorced parents“ Marcel tried to joke. You laughed, you had missed him.

„It´s actually my fault, Marcel“ you corrected him. „Why would you say that?“ he worriedly took your hand.

„Well, he said I shouldn´t love him, because he was a bad person“ you really wanted to talk about something else. „But I thought, that was what you liked about him?“ Marcel was confused. „I liked everything about him, and I still do. You see, when I met him, he was very different, he was broken, weak and I stood with him through it all, he wanted to do the same thing, so he impressed me all the time, began killing people, conspiring and encountering kingdoms for me, it made him paranoid, if I had a dollar for every time he accused me for cheating!“ you laughed, all the memories you had.

„So you´re saying you made him evil? I don´t think so, it was his choice and you´re hella romanticising that stuff he did, he´s a cruel man, you shouldn´t miss him“ Marcel defended you. „But I do, and I know he made some bad decisions and did some evil things, but he never lost himself, well, until the night our home burned“ you said. Marcel looked away, reminding himself of his fault.

„It changed him, he never was the same. I should´ve been there for him“ you knew it was your fault. „You were, you were always there for him, why do you blame yourself, he broke up with you!“ Marcel couldn´t believe it. „I either loved too much or to little, I could´ve never do anything right, could I?“ you chuckled. You started to cry again, knowing it was your mistake only.

„Don´t cry, you should smile, you´re finally free of him, we should throw a party for you, you´re back!“ Marcel stood up. „Yes, party sounds good“ you smiled. „And tomorrow I will drive you to the doctor“ he returned the smile. „Thank you“ you meant it. „Will you stay?“ he asked. „I think so, yes“ you nodded. „I´m controlling the place now, but I would appreciate your help“ your eye twitched, was that the person he was now? „Alright then, I will dress up“ you faked a smile. „Welcome everyone, tonight is a special night, my mother has returned! Greet (Y/N)!“ Marcel shouted and got the attention of all the vampires attending the party.

„Are you ready?“ he asked you as he escorted you from your room.

You just nodded and walked down the stairs.

The music vibrated through your whole body, the sound of laughter and kissing, the smell of sweat and blood, the fun and fear.

You danced alone on a big table, moving slow, then fast, sometimes a human would come up, which you would drink from. Forgetting all your troubles, that was what you desired.

„What the hell are you doing here?“ Marcel spotted Klaus and went to have a chat with him.

„Killing a witch who was plotting against me and gave me a rather interesting information, now where´s (Y/N)?“ he never was a patient man. „I´m not going to let you destroy her night, you won´t hurt her again“ Marcel backed up. „You see, I don´t give a damn what you have to say, this is none of your business, she cheated“ Klaus sounded as if he really believed it, Marcel chuckled at that thought. „You paranoid son of a bitch“ he bellowed. „Excuse me?“ Klaus smirked a dangerous smirk.

„She wasn´t cheating, it´s yours“ Marcel explained. „That´s not possible“ Klaus whispered more to himself than to Marcel. „Leave her alone“ he demanded. „I just wanted her to have a life“ Klaus responded. „I really liked you two as a couple“ Marcel reminisced. „Me too, but she´s better off without me“ were his final words. „I don´t think so, you know her, she´s pretending to be okay, but on the inside, she´s falling apart, make this right“ Marcel pointed his finger. „I fucked up, didn´t I?“ Klaus finally gave in. „Big time, now leave“ Marcel waved at him like he tried to swish away a nasty insect. „Can you tell her I´m sorry?“ Klaus held him back. „I will, it´s good to see you after everything“ Marcel sighed and forced a smile, hoping he´d just leave already. „It is, we all thought you dead, we grieved“ Klaus explained. You turned away as Marcel came back to the party, you heard everything.

And as Marcel was out of your sight, you left the party to do something incredibly stupid.

„Wait!“ you screamed.

„Don´t. I will only hurt you again“ you could hear the regret in his voice. „You won´t, you´re stuck with me, remember?“ you slowly walked up to him and smiled sweetly. „Can you forgive me?“ he pleaded. „Despite everyone telling me not no, I already did“ you sighed. „I´m sorry, I don´t even know why I did that, why I wanted to run and lose the one thing that makes me human“ he took your hand. „I´m having your child and I don´t have a clue how that could happen, but what I know is, that this child should grow up in a kingdom we both rule.“ you finally told him your true intentions. „Are you saying what I think you´re saying?“ Klaus pulled you in by your waist. „We´re at war, soldier“ you smirked. „I love you so much“ he kissed you.

[darkly-dreaming-imagines]

Saving Grace (Jax Teller x Reader - Oneshot...maybe)

Saving Grace

((Ohai, so some Jax Teller X Clay’s daughter Reader stuff… I actually wrote a rough version of this almost 5 years ago while my son was actually in the NICU that I found in a notebook shortly before I wrote that HC. I guess I wrote it process some emotions I was having with my own son’s health issues and it helped in a strange little way. I expanded it a lot and it turned into not a completely horrible little one shot. Who knows I may go back and tinker with it some more one day. I have my two TWD fics going right now but who knows I am totally crazy enough to try and screw around with this whole story idea I was playing with again one day. I love finding all my old note books. There are some serious gems in there!))

Story below the cut

The hospital room was cold and had that sterile smell that had always turned your stomach. As soon as your daughter was born the nurses and doctors had rushed her away in a frenzy of commotion. Your heart sank as you realized what it meant, ‘the Teller Curse…’ you thought long before the doctor came in to tell you what was going with the little girl that you named Grace.

Gemma had been there since you returned to the room after your c-section, waiting to see her newest “grandbaby”, little did she know how true that was. “How long does it take to clean her up?” Gemma said as she shifted yet again the chair the was next to the bed.

“I don’t know,” You said softly worrying what you feared was actually true. There was a knock on the door before the doctor entered. Gemma sat straight up in her chair and reached over and took your hand knowing it was never good when the doctor came in before the baby.

“Miss Morrow,” The middle age man start as he cleared his throat. “Your daughter was born with a congenital heart defect, it’s not an uncommon occurrence but the specific type she of heart defect she had tends to be genetic, is there any history of this type of thing happening in your family... or perhaps the father’s?” Your heart raced within your chest, your worse fear had happened. Gemma squeezed your hand and look at you with a heavy questioning gaze.

“I don’t know… I can’t remember..” You stammer and look towards Gemma who lets out a heavy sigh.

“Your daughter is not doing well Miss Morrow, we could really use any information you could possibly give us about the medical history on both side of the family.” You look towards Gemma helplessly.

“Her mother died when she was very young, she was a junkie… Her father is out of town on business but is on his way back. We are working on trying to track down the father…” Gemma smiled as she stood up and took a few step towards the doctor. “Maybe my granddaughter would be improving more if her doctor was there attending to her care… it’s gonna be a little bit before we can get all the information that you need.” The doctor took the hint and left leaving you and Gemma alone with a mammoth sized elephant in the room.

Once the doctor left the older woman turned around, arms crossed in front of her chest. “(y/n)…” She starts as she walks quickly over to you and sits down on the hospital bed next to you. “this is the Teller curse… how does my husband’s granddaughter who is not a Teller end up being born with the same genetic heart defect as my grandson and both my sons.” Her voice was a shaking, she was scared for the baby, heartbroken for you, and so angry that you and Jax were once again sneaking around behind everyone’s backs.

She leaned forward and clutched your other hand so she was holding both of your hands. “I know you and Jax had feelings years ago, I don’t understand why and I probably will never. You two were raised like siblings…” She took a deep breath trying to focus herself once more what was important now, your daughter. “If Jax is this baby’s father please just tell me, tell the doctors… we worry about the rest of the world later but they need to know.”

Tears started to roll down her cheeks, “Yes..” you say softly. “Jax is her father… he ended it before I found out I was pregnant.” Your bottom lip quivered as you started to sob. “I didn’t tell…” You wailed and Gemma wrapped her arms tight around you.

“Oh baby…” She said softly, kissing the side of your head. She let you cry for sometime before finally asking you “What’s my granddaughter’s name?” trying to get you to think of something besides all the worse case scenarios running through your mind.

“Grace… Gracie…” It was your mother’s name, you could see the look on Gemma’s face grow sad for a moment.

“It’s a good name…” She says muster a little smile before she eases you back against the pillows on the bed. “I am going to go see if they will let me go take a peak at our little angel, you rest. “ You give a little nod and lay back closing your eyes exhausted from your ordeal.

Gemma stays till she knows you are asleep and then steps out into the hall to make a phone call, to her son. The phone rings a few time and then he answers. “Hey Ma,”

“Hey sweetheart,” She started, she wasn’t going to tell him about the baby over the phone, but she needed him to get to the hospital to talk with you. “(y/n) had the baby, the piece of shit who got her pregnant never showed up and she’s all sorts of shook up… she could use a visit and I gotta leave soon.”

“Yeah, let me just finish up here and I’ll come round to St. Thomas’s soon.” Gemma gave a satisfied smile before she said her goodbye to her soon and went to go check in on her newest grandchild. They wouldn’t let her in as Grace still wasn’t stable enough for any visitors even when she insisted she was the child’s grandmother.

She sat outside your room letting you rest while she waited for Jax. True to his word, less than 20 minutes after he got off the phone with his mother did he appear in the hallway walking towards his mother. “Hey mom…” He greeted his mother with a kiss on the cheek.

Gemma patted her son on the shoulder and smiled softly. “Congratulations Jackson, it’s a girl..” she said softly as she watched a puzzled expression cross his face, no surprise. She chuckled. “Go talk your daughter’s mother…” Gemma walked off towards the NICU to wait to see baby Grace.

Jax ran his hands through his hair as he quickly walked into your room. He saw you laying asleep in bed and he let out a heavy sigh. He slowly walked towards the bed and sat down next to you, He pushed a few stray strands of your hair off your cheek causing you to stir. At first when you saw Jax sitting there you thought you were still dreaming. “Jax..” You say softly.

“Hey darlin’,” he voice was soft but you could tell he was upset. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?” He asked in a hushed tone.

“I’m sorry…” You apologize and Jax just shakes his head and wraps his arms around you .

“Don’t be baby… don’t” He leaned forward and kissed you softly. It was the first time in almost a year that you felt his lips on yours. You take a deep breath as you both break the kiss. Jax’s eyes went to the floor. “How did my mom figure out she was mine?” He asked weakly wondering where the baby was.

You take a deep breath and reach out touching his shoulder. “She has the heart defect… she’s not doing well…” Your voice cracks as you speak. You watched Jax looks up at you and as soon as you saw his face. The expression of pain and heartbreak that you had seen once and only once before, when Abel was born.

“No..” He groaned softly. The tears started to roll down your cheeks as you tried to lean forward to comfort him but you winced in pain. Jax turned towards you more and placed a hand on your thigh. “Don’t push yourself…” He said softly.

“The doctors needed medical histories, your mom was here…” Jax gave a little and you let out a long breath and closed your eyes. “I am so scared Jax… I can’t lose her.”

“We are not losing our daughter…” He leans forward and places a hand on your cheek. “She’s a Teller, we are tough, stubborn and hard to kill…” He was doing his best to cheer you up despite being terrified himself. He took his hand and placed it over yours. “So does my daughter have a name?”

You nod. “Grace.” Jax smiled remembering it was your mother’s name. “Dad is gonna hate it.”

“It’s a good name, and fuck your dad…” You chuckle at his words. “I’m gonna take care of her, I promise… no matter what.” He squeezed your hand and you just nodded knowing what he said was true. You reached up and touched his face.

“I haven’t seen her yet…” You say softly, “They rushed her off so quickly.” Jax let out a heavy sigh and he leaned forward and kissed your forehead.

“I’m going to go see about seeing our girl…” He stood up and walked out to the nurses station. He didn’t explain who he was, only that you hadn’t seen your baby yet. The nurse called down to the NICU and they said the parents could come see her but she wasn’t stable enough for any other visitors. He returned with a wheelchair and a smile on his face.

“We can go see her?” You ask suddenly feeling like you had all the energy in the world. Jax smiled and nodded his head as he pushed the wheelchair over next to bed.

“Yup..” He pulled the blankets off you and looked around for your slippers. “Slippers?” He asked and you point to the black duffle bag sitting on the couch in the room. Jax quickly went over and dug through your bag till he found your slippers and he grabbed an old, well warn, black hoodie out of your bag as well. He recognized it as one his and he just laughed. “You still have this…”

“It was the hoodie you gave me when I went to collage.” You say as he helps you put it on over your hospital gown before he tosses the slippers to the floor and takes your hand helping you steady yourself as you slip on the fuzzy black slippers. You wince as you turn trying to get into the wheelchair. “She was breach, they had to do a c-section..” You note and Jax nods.

“It was probably better for her in the long run darlin’” You sit down and Jax begins pushing you down the same halls he had pushed Wendy down just two years earlier when he went to take her to see Abel for the first time. The memories flooded back as he rounded the corner and saw your daughter was in the same room Abel had been in when he spent his time in the NICU.

She was so much bigger than Abel was but so much else was the same. The little plastic box that kept her warm, the little hat they had put on head. As you peer through the window at your sweet little baby your heart sinks. There is a pain that spreads through out your chest like your cant breath. “My poor Gracie..” You ball as you put your hand to the window. Jax looks down at your with heart break in his eyes.

He never wanted to go through this pain again and you were the last person in the world that he wanted to put through that same pain. When Thomas had been born just a few weeks earlier, healthy, it brought so much joy to Jax’s heart. Now your Grace, the daughter he never knew he wanted was fighting for her life because of him. Some blame for Abel’s health issues as baby could easily placed on Wendy’s shoulders, but Grace’s… he knew they were all on him. It’s punishment. He thought as his hand gripped your shoulder as he looked helplessly down at the little girl who looked so much like her brothers there was no mistaking she was a Teller. For all this shit, the lies, the murder. He looked down at your for a moment. “You know she is gonna be fine darlin’, this was Abel’s room..” He said trying to muster a smile for you. “It has to me some kind of sign or some shit right?” He kissed the top of your head as he pushed you into the room.

The young nurse smiled softly up at you both. “Are you mom and dad?” She asked sweetly.

“Yeah,” Jax said softly, his words make you smile.

“Well, you two have one feisty little lady on your hands.” She said trying very hard to make the best of what is a had moment. All you want to do is hold her, kiss her little nose and promise her the world but you knew you couldn’t. “It took the doctors and the respiratory techs quite a bit of time to get her to a point that she was comfortable and not working too hard to breathe which is why she is on the vent right now. Without it we couldn’t keep her heart rate with in a safe range while the doctors run the tests.” Her tone was soft, yet serious as she spoke and you just gave a little nod not really taking in all the information as you were fixated on your newborn’s tiny little hand with long dainty fingers. “Other than that, she is actually doing quite well now that we have her settled. It’s still a long road ahead..”

“I know,” Jax said softly. “I was born with the same condition, so was my younger brother and my oldest son.” Jax leaned and kissed the back of your head. “Teller’s are tough though…”

“Does she have a name?” The nurse asked softly.

“Gracie Rose…” You start softly.

“Grace Rose Teller..” Jax said with a small smile to the nurse who wrote it down on some paper work.

“Very pretty..” She said before turning back around to you and Jax. “She isn’t strong enough for you to hold her yet, but you can hold her hand if you want.” You nod quickly the nurse shows you how properly wash your hands before you slide your hand through the oval hole and instantly Grace’s fingers wrap around your pinkie.

“Mommy’s  here baby.. don’t you worry.” You say softly. “Just rest baby, just rest.”  Your voice shook as your little girls squeezed your finger tightly making both you and Jax smile.

“You got this Gracie…” and she did.

While Grace fought for her life, her father fought to keep both of his families intact but he knew that wasn’t going to happen. He tried to make things right with Tara but they never were again. Jax loved your daughter as much and maybe a little more than the boys in some way but you knew that in her own way her life had caused more upheaval and chaos in Jax’s already chaotic life. You knew no matter what things were never going to be the same.