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Mamma mia | chapter three

listen to: Gimme!Gimme!Gimme! - Abba (Movie cover) | Don't You- Taylor Swift (playlist here)

warnings: accidental pregnancy, smut 18+, raising a child alone. warnings will be added as the story progresses. For this chapter fainting, sexual assault

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As soon as you stepped out of the Uber, you had a feeling that tonight wasn’t what you’d expected. 

The sound of the loud music and chatter filled your ears, and the smell of alcohol and weed hit your nose. Your brows pinched as you gazed back at James. 

“Are you serious?” you asked as you gazed at the house. 

It was a college party. People were doing keg stands in the backyard, you could hear them counting and cheering for whoever was doing it. There were boys in the entrance with sunglasses asking people for money, eyes roaming the bodies of the girls that desperately wanted to enter, and people puking on the front lawn while their friends laughed. 

“Are you serious?” you repeated as you glared at James. 

James stared at the scene while Augustine grimace as she saw another girl puking. God, the music was so loud, the police were going to bust this in a matter of seconds. 

“Relax,” James said. “We’re twenty-three, not fifty,”

“And they are like fifteen,” Augustine said as she scrunched her nose slightly. 

“We said this summer was going to be messy,” James said as she took a cigarette from her purse and placed it on her lips.

“Fun, we said fun,” you narrowed your eyes at her. “We could’ve gone to the Hard Deck,”

“Next time, now come on,” James said as she took a hold of your hand and pulled you to the party. 

As you walk up to the front door of the house, where a group of people is huddled together smoking cigarettes, you winced when you felt your heels sticking to the mud in the front lawn. 

“I wasn’t promised this!” you complained while James snickered as she let the smoke out of her mouth. James only smoked when she was at these types of parties, she knew you and Augustine hated the habit but she couldn’t quite quit it. 

“You’ll thank me later!” she said before she walked up the porch. 

James talked for you to the guys wearing sunglasses, even though it was past 10:00 pm already and the sun was nowhere around. 

Quickly, they performed their routine, eyes roaming your legs and then the short skirt you were wearing, the revealing tube top that let them a clear view of your collarbones. You quickly wrapped yourself in the oversize white dress shirt you’d chosen to wear while you glared at them. You felt so stupid with that bandage on your arm but you still didn’t give them much thought. Then, they gazed down at Augustine. With a nod at you, they let you pass, and you made your way inside. 

The room was packed with people, and you immediately felt overwhelmed. The living room is transformed into a makeshift dance floor, and people are jumping and swaying to the music. Screaming and whatnot, you try to move in the sea of what surely were intoxicated college students. 

“What do we do now?” Augustine shouted over the music. 

James shrugged as she took in the scene, the Monalisa smirk that was perpetually drawn on her face lit up, and she gazed back at you. 

“Whatever we want!” she replied, finally grinning before she took off. 

You watched her as she went to a table where people were taking shots and playing beer pong. Augustine and you held hands for a second as you stared at the scene. 

“I’ll get us something to drink!” Augustine said with a grin.

At least Augustine didn’t leave you alone. At first. 

Augustine offered the drink she made with her amazing bartender skills, at least that’s what she’d said while beaming at you. You winced as you gulped down the drink, apparently a mix of pineapple juice with a triple measure of vodka. 

By the fifth drink, you weren’t too annoyed by the grinding idiots in front of you. The music changed eventually, and after a few drinks, Augustine pulled you onto the dance floor. Moving your hips to the beat you decided to let loose, it felt good to let go and have fun, even if you weren’t quite comfortable with the party. 

By your eighth drink, Augustine was teetered to a guy that had been gazing at her almost since your fourth drink. You lost her by your tenth drink, sipping on the red solo cup you closed your eyes as you felt the beat of the music, tracing your hands delicately over your body felt good, the satisfying buzz of the alcohol in your bloodstream, drinks clouding your thoughts. 

Calling Bob tomorrow. Definitely, that was your first thought, or you could’ve called him at that moment. Yes, that was your second thought until you recalled that you didn’t have his number. You pouted, eyes still close. You should’ve taken his number. This summer was the one you wouldn’t care about but you would remember, asking a guy for his number shouldn’t be badly seen. You needed to be different, you wanted to be different so badly, and you wanted to stop holding yourself back. 

By the time you felt the hand on your lower back and your eyes snapped open, you realized that you were definitely tipsy. Before you knew it, you were swapping the arm away from your body as you turned around with a frown. Tall and muscular, not a good smile, and definitely drunker than you. 

"Hey there, I don't think I've seen you around here before," he said, his words slurred. 

You narrowed your eyes at him. 

If this had been you ten drinks before, maybe you wouldn’t have said anything. You might’ve walked off from the makeshift dance floor, but you didn’t. 

“Touch me like that again and I’ll break your hand,”

You were definitely bordering on drunk now, you realized as you stood your ground but lost a bit of balance even if no one had touched you. The guy scoffed as his friends laughed at him. 

“Not my fault you’re wearing the shortest skirt around,” the guy said, towering over you as his eyes roamed your body. “Honestly it’s a fucking invitation,”

Your whole body feels like it’s vibrating, anger rushing through your blood as you tilt your chin up to look at the Frat guy. 

“Like I would be interested in a guy with probably the smallest dick in the whole house,” you scoffed at him, eyes glued to his. Not backing down. 

That’s when you see it when you should probably give a step back because his eyes suddenly turned dark. Your lungs are burning up, hatred swelling your chest and then in the back of your mind, there’s a slight sense of danger. It’s drowned out by the drunken haze you found yourself in. 

Without warning, his hand moves towards your body, reaching and finally managing to graze the curve of your ass before hell breaks loose. Honestly, you aren’t sure what you were thinking. No one actually knows, because quickly pull a left hook and hit him right in the jaw, his head snapping to the side from the strength of your hit before you feel a strong set of hands holding you tightly by the shoulders while another one pushes you back to your chest and then gives the guy a second blunt to his jaw. 

“FUCK!” You screamed loudly before you could actually take in the scene as you held your injured wrist, letting your body rest against the strong chest that was holding you. 

“You ever touch her or anyone like that again and I’ll swear I’ll break your fucking nose,” 

There’s a slight Texan accent on his words, you can perceive it even through the pain and the drunken haze. It sounds like the first bite of a crisp apple, the way wood crackles under the fire, the pop of a champagne rock. It overwhelms you, pain and drunk buzzing, through it all, his voice is the one thing that keeps you grounded. 

“Honey, are you okay?” James’ voice made you snap your eyes open, only then did you realize that tears are running down your cheeks 

You bit your lower lip as you shook your head, the pain was thumping hard through your wrist, it felt like your heart had been dragged there. As if you were holding it with your right hand. 

“Javy, we may need to take her to the hospital,” James said as her chin tilted up to the person, Javy, who was holding you tightly against his chest. Closing your eyes, you realize that you didn't care that you didn’t know him, you allowed him to hold you, and for some reason it made you feel safe. 

“Is she okay?” his voice made you snap your eyes open, and there he was. 

You noticed his eyes first. You always noticed eyes first for some reason, they were green, the green that the water turns under the right light on a sunny day when the sun sets in the softest way possible, with no cues of orange or purple, just hazel and golden. His eyebrows were furrowed in a certain way, creases appearing in the middle of his forehead as he shook his left hand softly, probably because his knuckles were beating too from hitting the guy square in the jaw. A smile tugged on your lips as you watched him. 

He was older than the guys there, you could tell, even older than you. You estimated the late twenties, a worrisome feeling on the back of your neck asked why he was doing there if he was older but then you recalled James and you tried not to judge him immediately, Then, your eyes fell on his arms -his biceps-, toned and peeking out from the tight white shirt he was wearing. It passed through your mind that you were checking him out but how could you not, dangerous half-smirk, broad shoulders, tanned, tousled short blonde hair. 

You wondered if you stare at him too long. You could’ve blamed the alcohol but it was your body, you couldn’t help how it reacted to him. The sizzling heat under your cheeks, the way your heart stuttered for a second when his sea-foam green eyes fell on you, the way goosebumps erupted on your skin as he leaned closer to you, grazing your skin. But then that thumping pain on your wrist didn’t let you think anymore, you whined softly as you held it. 

“Who are you guys?” you whispered as you stared at him. 

“Honey, this is Jake and this is Javy,” James said as she took a strand from your hair and placed it on the back of your ear.“They are our new friends,”

You nodded slightly before tears began to stream down again, they knew their path already. Running through your cheeks, falling to your elbow, some running their way down your neck, into your collarbone. You weren’t sobbing by any means, it was one of those times when you couldn’t pull yourself together. It used to happen a lot when you were a teenager, you were perfectly fine but tears would be streaming down. You guessed it was the alcohol. 

“Are you actually okay?”Javy said as he let go of you slightly. 

Jake frowned, his eyebrows pinched. “She’s crying, of course, she’s not okay Coyote,” he said incredulously, quickly taking a hold of you when he realized that you were losing your balance. 

“Who’s Coyote?” you asked, as you leaned into his chest a bit, seeking warmth, everything was suddenly so cold. 

“Javy,” James said as she passed a hand through your hair softly, you whined. Everything swirled for a second, you closed your eyes as you nuzzled further into his chest. He smelled like oranges. Fuck, you were drunk. 

“That’s a stupid nickname,” you whined as you pressed yourself further into his chest. “I think I’m going to puke,” you sighed. 

Javy quickly glared at James who quickly bit her lip, a smile tugging in the corners of her lips as well as Jake’s. He glanced down at you as he took your arm softly. 

Your face was a performance. No, not from the crying or your pout, you were so beautiful it was hard for him to look away, it’d been hard since he first noticed you when James had pointed at you. Your cheeks were dusted with something shimmering and gold too, it sparkled like a mirrorball on the dancefloor. Even tainted with tears, Jake could see the spark, the way your long lashes struggled with the tears that fell down, the glassy look in your eyes. 

“She needs to drink water,” James said as you let another whimper, hushing you as she placed her forehead against yours. 

James usually didn’t act like that, it was all Augustine but sometimes, when she knew you were hurting, she was the most motherly of all. That’s how you knew that you really look bad.

“I’ll take her,” Jake suddenly said, quickly untangling you from Javy, and quickly pulling you towards him. He smelled like lemon and wood. The urge to vomit suddenly calmed down. You sniffed him, then worried about if he noticed. You hoped he didn’t.  

He did but he found it strangely endearing. 

“Are you sure?”James asked, there was a pointing tone to her voice. 

Suddenly, you wrapped your arms around his waist, nuzzling further into his chest. Jake smiled slightly, as he gazed down at you and then he quickly wrapped his arms around you. You sighed contentedly. 

“I’m sure,” Jake said as he began to walk with you toward the kitchen. “Go and have fun,”

As soon as you reached the kitchen, the fluorescent light made a wave of nausea rise from your throat but all of the sudden, you felt him getting a hold of your waist. Before you could even protest, he took your body and placed you on the counter without any effort. For a moment you felt embarrassed, your eyes were still closed and you were way too whiny. It must’ve been vodka. Or the pain. For a moment you’d forgotten about the painkillers they’d given you earlier. 

You felt a bit disappointed in yourself. Tilting your head back, and closing your eyes, you exhaled a long fuuuuuuuuck. 

“What was that?” he asked. 

Opening your eyes, you stared at him offering you a glass of water. He was way too beautiful for his own good, you guessed. That smirk, god, he was so much trouble.

“Aren’t you the nicest cowboy?” you teased him, watching him through your lashes. 

A slight smirk tugged on the corners of his until a grin appeared on his face. It made your cheeks burn too.

“Here, something that won’t actually fuck your liver,” he said as he offered the glass of water. 

You took it softly from his hand, your eyes still trained on him. It’d to be the alcohol because you knew that back in New York you wouldn't have looked at him like that. The water felt good, the more you drank it, the more you thought you could actually see. The tunnel vision went away, the blurriness of it all dissipated, and nausea did too. The only thing that remained was the heat sizzling under your skin as you watched him, your heart stuttering when his eyes met yours in a certain way. 

You couldn’t read him, though. 

“Thank you for helping me with that douche,” you finally said, when you felt like your words wouldn’t stumble against one another as they rolled out of your tongue. 

Jake snorted softly as he passed a hand through his short blonde hair. “My pleasure, sweetheart,”

Without losing your balance, you jumped from the counter and left the glass on the sink. Always a perfect guest, he thought. Then you turned towards him, a curious glance beaming in your eyes as you stared at him, biting your inner cheek. 

“What’s your name?”

“Jake Seresin,” he said, there it is again, the slight Texan accent. “Yours?”

You tell him yours, he smiles as he hears it. 

“You have a stupid nickname like your friend?” you asked him. Maybe you were still a bit tipsy, you thought as you waited for his answer, hoping that you hadn’t offended him. 

You didn’t. He laughed, shrugging shoulders slightly. 

“Maybe,”

“Cowboy?”

“Nah, that isn’t original,” he answered, in a voice that neither confirmed nor denied whether this was true. You raised an eyebrow as you leaned a bit down, trying to move a bit. 

Often, when you were past a certain number of drinks, your body felt numb. As if your limbs weren’t connected to your brain fast enough, soon you realized that stretching might help. Even if it looked weird, you didn’t really care at the moment. 

“Then tell me, I’m drunk and hurt and you’re,” you stared at him, specifically at his eyes. You frowned slightly, following his line of vision, which ended up just under your collarbones. You scoffed. “You’re looking at my tits,”

You didn’t move though. 

“No, I’m not,” he said, still looking at them, focused. 

“You’re still doing it,” you rolled your eyes before you stood up straight, covering your body with your oversize shirt. 

He didn’t seem ashamed though, which in turn, didn’t annoy you instead, it almost made you smile. 

“I’m respectfully looking at your cleavage,” he finally said before meeting your eyes again. 

You rolled your eyes. “God, you guys are all the same,” you said as you strode away from him. Part of you wanted to find August and James and get the hell out of there, another part wanted him to stop you. 

He did. 

“No, no, no,” he said as he caught your wrist, pulling you closer to him. “I swear, I’m not,” he said. 

Lemon and wood, you tilted your chin to look up at him through your lashes. Hyperfocus on the way he held your wrist for a second, firm and soft at the same time before his hand snaked down and interlaced his fingers with yours. 

“Yeah, sure cowboy,” you said before offering him a slow, catlike smile. 

Jake bit his lower lip as he stared at you. 

“Just dance with me, you’ll have a swell time and realize that I’m nothing like that guy,”

“I need to be very drunk before I do that,” you answered. 

“I think we got that solved, darling,”

With glassy eyes and pink cheeks, you allowed him to circle you in his arms and pull you forward into the crowd of bodies. Matching the sway of your hips, you dance throughout the night. The music fills the room like water, seeping into every corner. It must be the drink or your state of mind, but every nerve in your body is glowing with heat you didn’t know you possessed. 

A deep sense of faith fills your chest. Everything led you to this, to be here with him, to be held by him. To feel like this. He’s warm and you close your eyes the more you dance, every breath you take is jumping back and forth between a content sigh or a laugh. An electric jolt spread through your body each time Jake touched your skin as you danced. Soon, James and Javy joined you on the dancefloor, then Augustine with her beau of the night. 

The night passes seamlessly. Drinking a bit more, dancing until your body is sweaty, you don’t recall doing anything else. At least, until James finally announces that the party has died and that you should go home. It’s ten past three in the morning when you guys manage to arrive at your place by walking and screaming old songs. 

“Even though the guys are crazy, even though the stars are blind,” Jake and Javy sing along as James, Augustine and you are looking at them, smiles drawn up on your faces as you stare at the two best friends holding each other by the shoulders. 

“If you show me, real love, baby. I’ll show you mi-i-ine,” you sing along now, Augustine and James holding your hips as you walk. 

“I can make it nice and naughty,” Jake and Javy sing, soon Javy is wrapping his arms around James, holding her tightly against him as he sings on the curve of his ear and neck. 

“Be a devil and angel too,” Augustine, Jake and you respond, you feel Jake holding your waist, you try not to blush anymore but you can barely control your body. 

“Got a heart and soul and body,” James and Javy sing as you reach your place. “Let’s see what this love can do,” Augustine sings as she takes your keys and opens the door to your place. 

“Baby, I’m perfect for you,” all of you scream as you enter your place. 

James announces that Jake and Javy will be sleeping downstairs and that you girls were going to sleep upstairs and alone. Jake and Javy groan at the statement but truly they didn’t put up much of a fight, though you see the way Jake gazes at you but you’re too tired to even make a pass on him. Your body aches with every step you give as you climb through the stairs and reach your room. 

You’d left your window open before you left, the moon is shining bright, and the moonlight enters your room just in the right way to allow you to discard your clothes without turning on the light. The sound of the waves crashing against the sand fill your room. Moonlight kisses your bare chest as you discard your top, as you discard your skirt leaving you with just your panties while you look for your oversize shirt. 

Suddenly, you hear a noise. Snapping your hair towards the door, covering your chest fast, you see him standing in the frame of your door. He’s squinting but he’s still looking at you until your eyes meet his and he quickly looks away. You frown. 

“What are you,”

“I’m not looking, I swear,” he said. 

You raise an eyebrow, he’d already given you a good look, at least at your ass but you don’t mind as you quickly take your shirt and put it over your body. 

“Weren’t you going to be down,” you said but he cut you off. 

“Jamie came for Coyote,” Jake explained as his eyes remained closed. “I honestly don’t want to listen to my best friend having sex, can I just crash?” he asked. 

His voice is soft and genuine. You stare at him, his eyes close, his jeans discarded, he’s only left in his boxers, shirtless too. For some reason you trust him, you know he’s not going to try anything. With a sigh, you walk towards him and take his hand softly, pulling him inside your room. He allows you to, opening his eyes to see you closing the door. 

“We aren’t sleeping together, okay?” you said as you turned towards him. 

“Okay,” he answers. 

With a nod, you guide him to your bed. He accommodates into the small bed fine, you allowed him to go first given that he seemed already half asleep and you honestly didn’t care much which side of the bed he took, you were exhausted. Swiftly, you collapse on your bed with a pleasant sight, though, it’s hard for your limbs not to stumble with Jake’s. 

He notices it right away, hyper-aware of your body heat, of how you feel. He wants to blame that he drank a bit, but he knows he just wants you close, quickly he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You allow him to, melting into his touch. You stare at him softly. He’s so beautiful.

For a second, your chest is hot as you trace with light feathers touching his face and his collarbone. Jake hums softly at the actions, allowing his eyes to drift shut, too tired to look at you but his chest is so full with the fact that you allow him to hold you. You were thankful that he allowed you to drink the sight of him. 

“Jake?” you whispered. 

“Darlin’” he responded.

Rising a bit from his chest, your lips covered his. It was soft, it wasn’t urgent or starving but it was so purposeful. He cupped your cheeks as he held you closer, you molded your body to his. Your mouth moves against him delicately, exploring each other, tasting each other. Vodka, lemons, honey, mint. It makes your whole body vibrate and you don’t pull apart until you finally remember that you can breathe. Softly Jake presses his forehead against yours. 

“Thank you,”

SEVEN YEARS LATER. 

You’d fainted before. One time, due to alcohol, seven years prior. It strangely didn’t feel as different as you were feeling now. Now, even though you were completely sober, you still felt a pounding headache as your eyes fluttered open. 

“She’s waking up,” someone says. Opening your eyes slightly, you found the source of the hushed voice. It is raspy and velvety. A little bit stronger than before. “Give her some space,” he says.

Squinting your eyes meet his stunning caramel eyes. He looks way older now but strangely you feel the same way as he stares at you with concern clouding his features. Your limbs tingling, cheeks warming up, taking deep breaths. Is as if your body remembers him better than you do yourself. Feeling the warmth of his hands on the back of your neck is enough to send goosebumps erupting on your skin. And then he smiles, his pink lips, that characteristic smile that you often see on Inés. 

“Please, tell me this is a nightmare,” you groan slightly.

Rooster frowns for a moment before he smiles again shaking his head at your comment. “It is nice to see you too, Honey,” he teases. 

The way your name drops from his soft lips is enough to make you realize that this is for real, that he’s here again. Holding you. Without knowing that you have a child, a child that, 

“Oh no,” you whine, closing your eyes. Wishing he would be gone. It’s childish, you know it. In such a vulnerable state though, you feel like you can be yourself with him even after all these years. 

Rooster shakes his head with that smile. “Missed me that much?” he teases as he helps you stand up, he moves your body easily. Maybe easier than before, he has grown so much in the last few years. 

You glare at him as you finally sit down on the floor while you close your eyes again. “Forgot how annoying you were,” you bite back. 

He chuckles, his eyes gleaming as he watches you. You hadn’t changed that much from the day he met you, you were still as beautiful as the day he’d met you in this same place. You seemed different though, he wasn’t sure in what ways, but he could feel it. There’s a slight sharpness on you now, you’re all edges now. He remembers how much he adored how you laughed, it always made him feel warm and tingly on the inside. He has been thinking about that sound since the day he left. 

“Here’s the glass of water,” another voice suddenly pops up from behind you. Snapping your head around you see him, those beautiful metal blue eyes. 

It is almost an involuntary move on your part but you can’t help yourself, the corners of your lips tug and a smile is drawn on your face as soon as you meet his deep ocean-blue eyes through his gold-framed glasses. Those doe-eyes really do it for you. He’d been in your dreams before, only in your dreams, you realized as you gazed at him. Bradley had been in a couple of nightmares, but nothing major. Jake was often the source of them. Bob, though, was nothing but kindhearted. The sight of him made you forget for a second how afraid you were of actually seeing him. 

And yet, you still answer in the same witty way that you know he used to relish. 

“Floyd, tell me the truth, was it too bad?” you ask him, your nose scrunching slightly. 

Bob’s lips tug into an unfamiliar smirk for everyone but you. Walking slowly, his steps bathed in confidence before he kneeled next to you, staring at you eye to eye, he answers. “I wouldn’t say it was awful,”

Bob didn’t have to say anything more, you know him like the palm of your hand. You can read him, even after years of not seeing him, you could always read him. He knew it’d been bad. You knew it’d been bad. Everyone in the damn place who was surrounding and whispering knew it’d been bad. 

“God, it was awful,” you say as you place your palms over your face, embarrassment creeping in. 

You instantly feel like that young girl again, so worried about what others might think. Under their eyes, for a moment you felt like you were twenty-three again. Twenty-three and lost. Twenty-three while thinking about a future that never came. 

“Come on, kid,” you hear Penny calling from behind, she was placing her phone in her back pocket. “Let’s get you to the booth,” she instructs.

Bradley and Bob nod as they hold your hand. You barely have to do any physical effort, between the two of them, you feel like a feather. People are still watching you from afar as you groan while sitting in the booth, Bradley and Bob watching you carefully, concern creasing their features. They both look older now that you have them so close, it’s strange, you’d kept them young for so much time in your mind that it made your throat tighten a bit. So much had happened and they didn’t even have a clue.   

“It wasn’t awful, by the way,” Bob says as he offers you the water again. You smile politely and you take a sip and watch them carefully. Even if their features had aged, their eyes hadn’t. You’d spent so many nights watching them, thinking about them, wishing they weren’t around, and now you didn’t even know if you should speak. 

“You’re lying but I appreciate you,” you say. “God, how long it was out?”

“Around 6 minutes?” 

Bob notices how your nose scrunches as you let out a long fuuuuuuuuck with your breath. You still did it, even after all those years. Looking away from them, you sip on your drink, your eyes moving even though you zoning out. You tended to do that back then, you hadn’t changed, an internal dialogue with yourself was something Bob wished he could be part of. 

“Have you eaten something today?” he asks. 

He knows you haven’t. He can see it, he knows -knew- you so well. He could detect these things, he could tell when you hadn’t eaten, when you were in a mood, when you didn’t sleep. You remember he did. Wishing you weren’t so transparent in front of him, you look down, away from him. It feels like you’re under a microscope under his gaze. 

Wondering how long would it take him to notice that you were keeping something from him. Though, he never found out. 

You shake your head. “I didn’t sleep either,” you explain. 

“Honey,” Bob says, shaking his head, slightly annoyed. 

It’s almost as if you could hear him telling you that you have to take care of yourself. He said it back then. You took his advice, you didn’t only take care of yourself but of Inés too. You’d change. Bad habits though, don’t leave you that easily.  

“Wait, do you know Bob?” Bradley suddenly asks. The puzzlement in his features is enough for you to know what he’s thinking. Racking his brain, trying to understand why Bob and you know each other so well, why there’s an ease to your conversation, why it seems like you know Bob as well as you know Bradley. 

Bob frowns at his question. He turns to Bradley with the same hint of discomfort in his metal blue eyes. “Do you know her?” he asks. 

One time your mother said that you were lying to yourself. Self-sabotage she later called it, delusion was another word that came up too. You were good at it. So very good that you often didn’t realize when you were doing it, like when you were twenty-three and in a messy love square and you were telling yourself that you could’ve avoided the consequences of it. You’d lied to yourself to the point that you didn’t believe anything could go wrong. The longing for living without the responsibilities and the pressure you’d felt since you were a child was one hell of an excuse for your behavior. 

It wasn’t anymore. You’d grown out of it or at least, self-awareness. Now, you were good at realizing you were lying to yourself. Even more now as you watched the two pilots, the creases on their foreheads, the way they were racking their brains trying to put the puzzle of how you knew each other in order. Maybe they’d met each other recently, a detachment, you argue with yourself even though you know exactly how they know each other. 

“Do you know each other?” you ask, your voice soft, eyebrows raised as if to act surprised. 

They turn to you and nod slowly, they are still confused. They are still inexplicably in awe that the girl that was probably the one that got away for them knew one of his friends. They are still trying to see if the times when they were spending late nights at a bar, talking about girls and past loves, they were talking about the same person. 

“We were at Top Gun together,” Bradley says first.

“Yeah, seven years ago,” Bob continues. 

“Oh,”

All of you fell into silence, a silence you could only describe as tricky. It was tricky to pretend to be surprised, it was tricky to even raise your eyebrows enough to make it credible, it was tricky to believe that their minds weren’t already turning, that their frowns weren’t becoming deeper as the seconds pass as if you didn’t notice the spark of confusion in their eyes. 

Rooster noticed first, at least he was the one that made it more obvious. His nose scrunched slightly as he frowned. 

“Wait,” Rooster repeated raising a hand as if I ask you to slow down. Bob turned to him, clocking exactly what was 

Rooster actually asking. “How do you actually know each other?”

“I was going to ask the same thing,” Bob continued. 

“Well, we,”

Someone suddenly gasped so loud that the three of you quickly snap your head towards the door. James felt like a tsunami sometimes, she would swarm the place, drown it quickly in her state of emotion. She burst into the Hard Deck as her eyes scanned the place before they found you. A wave of relief washed over you as you moved away from the booth, still feeling a bit woozy, and walked towards James who quickly engulfed your body into a hug. 

“Penny called me,” James says out of breath, pulling away, grasping your shoulders, searching your face. “I came as soon as I could. Why did you- Have you not been sleeping well?”

“Jamie,” you answer softly as she placed her hand over your forehead. But she was on a roll, her maternal instinct spiked in the last few years, especially when Inés was born. 

“I’m actually going to murder you if you don’t go to that Doctors appointment that I’ve been chasing you about, god!” she says loud

“Wait, James,”

She rolls her eyes. “I know what you’re going to ask. I didn’t leave her alone or bring her, I thought that I was going to go in an ambulance with you. August was home, she stayed with-,”

“THANK YOU!” you yell, quickly cutting her off before she mentioned her name. 

James frowns only turning deeper as she searches your face. You don’t have to say anything, over ten years of friendship was enough for both of you to know each other well. Her gold-freckled eyes moved from yours, her head tilting slightly as she took in the view of Bradley behind you. 

“Oh,” she says softly. “No, no,” she muttered mostly to herself. You didn’t move though, you wish you could’ve but you just freeze, looking away from Bradley as he walks towards both of you. 

Bradley speaks first, confident as ever. “Nice to see you, James,” he says, you can taste the smirk in his words. 

“What are you doing,” she begins but then she sees Bob walking towards her and you can feel her face dropping. 

“Oh my god, is that,” you turn towards her as you see Bob timidly smiling at her. The smile on James’ face is too bright and big for Bradley to ignore as she walks towards Bob. “Bob Floyd,”

“Didn’t think you’d remember me,” Bob says softly as James places a hand on Bob’s shoulder. She has a wide grin as she examines him. You stare at the both of them, Bradley too, too perplexed to understand what’s going on as you feel your cheeks heating by the second. 

“My dearest Rober, how could we ever forget you?” James says the grin is bright and the subtext is right there. James doesn’t have to say how she remembers Bob that well, it has been a running joke between the three of you since that summer. 

She shouldn’t mention it, though, at least not in front of Bradley either. 

You turn away, the warmth on your cheeks getting harder to undermine as Bradley’s eyes are fixed on James’ and Bob’s interaction. Thankfully, Penny strides towards you, interrupting whatever next line James would say. 

“Ready to go to the Doctor?” Penny asks as she holds your shoulder, squeezing your shoulders affectionately. 

You shake your head. “Penny, I’m so sorry for everything,” you say, voice trembling as you press your lips together. 

“No, no,” Penny says as she caresses your cheek. “Please let me know if you’re okay,” she says. “Let me know if she’s okay,” she tells James as she walks towards you, finally leaving Bob and Bradley behind. 

For a moment, you feel safe. 

Until Bradley speaks again. 

“Shouldn’t she stay longer?” Bradley asks. He’s worried but also, you know deep down that he wants to know more about you, he wants you to stay. 

You frown. “She is right here, and she’s not a kid anymore,” you say. 

It’s meaner than you meant it to sound, but you can’t help the bitterness it comes out. The nausea comes again, what if they found out what you’ve done? What if they find out?

“And she’s got to go,” James says as she takes your hand and pulls you away from Bradley and Bob, who keep burning holes in your back as you walk out of the Hard Deck. 

But then you hear both of them, at the same time, turning towards them. The smile on both of their faces, the way they loved you back then, everything comes back. 

“It was nice to see you, Honey!”

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I just listened to this little gem and it deserves to be shared with other ears KU LO SA X MONALISA - DJELLIOTTROCK MASHUP Uploaded by Elliott Rock via SoundCloud https://ift.tt/5oMXrvm Make the community vibrate: a like, a share, or even a comment can transform our cultural mosaic together. 🔊❤️

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Feline Fashion: Rocking the Cat T-Shirt Trend!

Calling all cat lovers! If you have an insatiable love for all things feline and are looking for a fun and stylish way to express your adoration, you're in luck. Cat t-shirts have become the latest craze for cat enthusiasts worldwide, providing a fashionable means of showcasing your love for our furry friends. In this curated guide, we'll explore the world of cat t-shirts, from their rise in popularity to the various design motifs that make them so irresistible. So get ready to embrace your inner cat lady or gentleman, because we're about to embark on a purr-ific journey through the fascinating world of cat-themed fashion! Cat T Shirts

Embracing Your Inner Cat Lady/Gentleman

Gone are the days when being labeled a "cat lady" or "cat gentleman" carried a negative connotation. Society has shifted its view, and cat lovers are now celebrated for their affection towards our feline friends. Cat enthusiasts are embracing their passion and expressing it proudly, leading to a surge in the popularity of cat-themed merchandise.

One area where this trend has truly taken off is in the world of fashion. Cat-themed accessories, home decor, and of course, t-shirts have become the go-to items for feline enthusiasts to display their love for cats. Let's delve deeper into the feline fashion world and focus on the iconic cat t-shirt!

The Rise of Cat T-Shirts

Cat t-shirts have undergone a remarkable transformation in recent years. Once dominated by tacky cliché designs, this fashion staple has evolved into a realm of trendy, fashionable options. No longer restricted to ultra-bright colors and oversized graphics, cat t-shirts now come in a variety of styles, designs, and artistic interpretations.

The love for cats has become a widespread phenomenon, and this increasing demand has driven the market for cat-themed clothing to new heights. Designers and independent artists have embraced this opportunity, resulting in a plethora of unique and eye-catching cat t-shirts available to cat enthusiasts worldwide.

A Curated Collection

Let's dive into the world of cat t-shirts and explore some of the unique design motifs that make them so irresistible.

Abstract and Minimalist Designs

In a world filled with countless design possibilities, sometimes less is more. Abstract and minimalist cat illustrations have gained popularity for those who prefer a simple yet sophisticated look. These elegant designs showcase a cat's grace and beauty while adding a touch of artistic flair to your wardrobe. Cat T Shirts

Pop Culture Mash-ups

If you're a fan of combining two passions into one, then pop culture mash-up cat t-shirts are perfect for you! Imagine your favorite art, movie, or music icons merged seamlessly with adorable feline motifs. From cat Monalisas to cat superheroes, these creative designs allow you to express your love for both cats and your favorite pop culture references.

Humorous and Pun-filled Graphics

Who doesn't love a good laugh? Cat t-shirts featuring witty sayings or clever wordplay are a hit among cat enthusiasts with a sense of humor. These light-hearted designs inject a dash of fun into your wardrobe while letting your love for cats shine through. Whether it's a hilarious pun or a cleverly crafted cat-related joke, these t-shirts are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.

Celebri-cats

Internet-famous cats have become their own kind of celebrities, and cat t-shirts featuring these feline sensations are all the rage. Showcasing the likes of Grumpy Cat, Lil Bub, or even famous musicians with a quirky cat-inspired twist, these t-shirts allow you to proudly display your appreciation for the iconic cats that have captured our hearts.

The Art of Styling Cat T-Shirts

Now that you have a collection of cat t-shirts to choose from, how do you incorporate them into your outfits? Let's explore some styling tips that will elevate your cat t-shirt game to fashionable new heights!

Casual Chic

Pairing your cat t-shirt with jeans, skirts, or shorts creates a casual chic look that effortlessly combines comfort and style. Add a denim jacket or a cardigan for a cozy layered ensemble, completing the look with sneakers or ankle boots. This outfit choice is perfect for everyday wear, allowing you to showcase your love for cats while maintaining a fashionable edge.

Statement Piece

Why not let your cat t-shirt take center stage? Make it the focal point of your outfit by keeping the rest of your attire simple and understated. Opt for solid-colored bottoms and minimal accessories to let your cat t-shirt shine. This approach ensures your feline companion remains the main focus, garnering attention and admiration from fellow cat lovers.

Layering Techniques

Adding layers to your cat t-shirt outfits creates depth and visual interest. Throw on a blazer, cardigan, or flannel shirt over your cat t-shirt for an added touch of sophistication. This not only keeps you warm in chilly weather but also allows you to transition from day to night effortlessly. Experiment with different layering options to discover unique combinations that reflect your personal style.

Cat T-Shirts as a Conversation Starter

The joy of wearing cat t-shirts goes beyond personal style – it can spark unexpected interactions and connections with other cat enthusiasts.

Many cat t-shirt wearers have found themselves engaging in conversations with strangers who share the same love for cats. It's a fantastic way to break the ice and connect with like-minded individuals who understand and appreciate your feline fascination. Who knows, you may make new friends or even find a fellow cat lover to exchange stories and tips with!

Conclusion

So there you have it – a curated guide to cat t-shirts for feline enthusiasts like you. From abstract designs to pop culture mash-ups, humorous graphics to celebri-cats, there's a cat t-shirt out there to suit every taste and style. Embrace your love for cats and express your unique personality through these fashionable garments. Whether you're rocking a cat t-shirt as a casual chic outfit or using it as a conversation starter, let the world know how much you adore our feline friends. Get ready to strut your stuff and unleash your inner cat lady or gentleman on the world of fashion!

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Regional Audition of ‘KIIT Nanhipari Little Miss India’ Held at Bhubaneswar

The grand finale of this event will also be held at Bhubaneswar and is slated for December 26th and 27th. Both online and offline auditions are also being organised at different dates in almost all the Indian states.

For the uninitiated, KIIT Nanhipari Little Miss India is a national-level talent hunt contest amongst young girls between 14 to 16 years of age. With its humble beginnings in Keonjhar in 2001 under the patron of Dr. A. Samanta, a popular social activist, the event has successfully transformed into a national event, with 2004 being its main year of rapid stride and achievement.

This year, the event also features several attractive prizes. The winner of the event gets prize money of Rs. 21 lakh to Rs. 3 lakh in cash along with 100% academic fee waiver subject to a maximum of Rs. 18 lakh for studying in almost any discipline at KIIT Deemed to be University. Likewise, the second runners up get Rs. 9.5 lakh to Rs. 50,000 in cash and maximum Rs. 9 lakh for studying any discipline at KIIT Deemed to be University.

Also, the participants can be a part of varied categories, like Miss Rapunzel or girl with the most beautiful hair; Miss Selfie or girl with maximum Facebook likes; Miss Photogenic or girl with the best pose in the photoshoot round; Miss Whizkid or girl scoring the highest in the quiz section; Miss Fashion or girl with the best costume; Miss Cinderella or girl with the most graceful pose & walk along with a positive attitude; Miss Personality or girl with sharp intelligence, communication skills and confidence; Miss Urvasi or girl with the best talent; Miss Active or the girl who is most active in the sports round and Miss Monalisa or most beautiful girl with a beautiful smile.

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Who made Akshara Singh Saiya yesterday, today made him Bhai... Fainted after hearing 'Swami', watch video

Akshara Singh's Marriage: Akshara Singh is called the fashion queen of Bhojpuri film industry. Akshara dominates the news corridors every day. Sometimes because of her movies, sometimes because of her album songs and sometimes because of her Instagram posts, the actress' name is in the news corridors every day. Recently, a new video of Akshara Singh is creating a lot of buzz on social media. In this video you can see what yesterday the actress called her husband, today she openly calls him brother. Vikrant Singh Rajput himself faints as soon as Akshara hears the word bhaiya for himself. What's the whole thing, let's get into the details… Also read- The hip surgery ruined the entire look of the actress, people taunted her after seeing the transformation Akshara Singh's new video has gone viral In fact, Akshara Singh is very active on social media these days. He shares his daily, every work with fans through social media. Recently, Akshara Singh posted a picture on her social media account, where she can be seen with Monalisa's husband Vikrant Singh Rajput. At that time both Vikrant and Vikrant were wearing garlands and Akshara also wanted vermilion. As soon as Akshara shared this picture, the comments section started pouring in congratulations. At this time, many speculated in their own style that Akshara and Vikrant got married. But please inform, this marriage is not offscreen but onscreen. Actually Akshara Singh and Vikrant Singh Rajput will soon be seen together in a film. The picture is from the shooting of that film. Yesterday's brother has become today's brother At the same time, Akshara shared another new video, in which she can be seen making out with her brother-in-law today. This video of Akshara Singh and Vikrant Singh Rajput is very funny. People are smiling and laughing at the fun acting both of them are doing in this video. However, at the end of the video, Akshara Singh herself is seen laughing at her anger. We tell you that Akshara shared this video few hours ago and within few hours this funny reel video has crossed 50,000 views mark. DISCLAIMER Thanks For Visit Our Site www.bollywoodofindia.com . We’ve taken all measures to insure that the information handed in this composition and on our social media platform is believable, vindicated and sourced from other Big media Houses. For any feedback or complaint, reach out to us at bollywoodofindiaa@gmail.com Read the full article

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I don’t care if Teni loses weight; I love my body — Monalisa Stephen

I don’t care if Teni loses weight; I love my body — Monalisa Stephen

Nollywood actress and social media influencer, Monalisa Stephen, has talked about her physique, saying that she is proud of her weight and would not be intimidated by Teni’s loss of weight. Stephen, a plus size actress, made the statement while reacting to the comments she gets from her fans, especially those asking her to reduce weight like Teni whose recent body transformation has been…

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ट्रेडिशनल के बाद के वेस्टर्न लुक में नजर आईं मोनालिसा, सिजलिंग अवतार देख फैंस हुए क्रेजी

ट्रेडिशनल के बाद के वेस्टर्न लुक में नजर आईं मोनालिसा, सिजलिंग अवतार देख फैंस हुए क्रेजी

ट्रेडिशनल के बाद के वेस्टर्न लुक में नजर आईं मोनालिसा, सिजलिंग अवतार देख फैंस हुए क्रेजी . Source link

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“Guess this is how Miss Mona looks in my style.”...and we love her! Tati MoonS’ portraits are stunningly beautiful and usually, the digital artist enhances this beauty with a few well-placed tattoos. “OG Muse”? “Timeless”? Definitely!

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[fred-the-curator]

I just listened to this little gem and it deserves to be shared with other ears Lojay, Sarz, Chris Brown - Monalisa Uploaded by Lojay via SoundCloud https://ift.tt/fIVQEC6 Make the community vibrate: a like, a share, or even a comment can transform our cultural mosaic together. 🔊❤️

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Filmes para entender o feminismo

A sufragista (2015) - O filme fala sobre a primeira onda do feminismo, sobre mulheres inglesas lutando pelo voto no séc 19.

Sorriso de Monalisa (2003) - O filme se passa na década de 1950, retrata uma escola de costumes tradicionais da época, onde as meninas eram educadas para serem donas de casa e boas esposas. Com a chegada de uma professora recém formada, ela vem com o intuito de encorajada as alunas e enfrentar as ideias da época.

Estrelas além do tempo (2016) - Conta sobre três mulheres afrodescendentes brilhantes que trabalharam na NASA, uma verdadeira aula sobre a segregação racial e a luta de mulheres para conquistar seu espaço nos estados unidos na época.

Frida (2002) - Frida Kahlo é um ícone feminista e artístico dos atuais tempos. O filme mostra como Frida transformou os desafios de sua vida em força para criar obras que revolucionaram para sempre a arte mexicana.

Séries para entender o feminismo

Coisa mais linda (2019) - Uma série que fala sobre o feminismo interseccional, mostra 4 mulheres que vivem em realidades totalmente diferentes lutando pelos seus direitos.

Las chicas del cable (2017) - Essa série mostra um grupo de mulheres que ocultamente lutam pelo direito ao voto, por um espaço no seu local de trabalho e igualdade de salário.

Orange is the new black (2013) - A série aborda o encarceramento em massa da população negra, fala como as mulheres negras são tratadas na sociedade, como elas se vêem e como elas são vistas. E aborda um pouco sobre o feminismo trans.

The handmaid's tale (2017) - Uma série que mostra que devemos tomar cuidado com as decisões do estado quando se desrespeito a mulher, mostra uma sociedade onde as mulheres perdem todos os seus direitos e são dividas em classes.

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ARTS and CRAFTS

> Why does William Morris want to reunite Arts and Crafts? 

A.: The reason William Morris wanted to reunite arts and crafts is because he believed that man hand made work could not be replaced by industrial machines in the victorian era’s Industrial Revolution, as the consequences of industrial revolution were bad for the society, in his eyes. He wanted craftsmen to be both the designers and the manufactures of the products. That because he had this socialist induced mindset, where things like terrible working conditions and exploration of cheap labor don’t sound really nice. Considering that, he thought that If the “quality of design was improved, the character of the individual producing that design would be improved, and hence society would be improved”. (https://www.utoledo.edu/library/canaday/exhibits/artsandcrafts/roots.html) He believed in that philosophy 

> What kind of work of art is more suitable to transform the 

everyday life?

A.: Every work of art can have it importance in someones life. For some it might be an old painting, as for others it can be the lyrics of a rap song. The art that impacts people the most, in my opinion, is the one they can relate to their realities, find connections, and be part of it. With that being said, it is more likely to me that the art which transform the everyday life nowadays is some type of art that reflects on current matters, more than an old painting like “Monalisa” for example. I consider street art together with art interventions on the city and music to be the most effective way to transform peoples life nowadays. This type of art, besides being in population’s everyday routine, have more freedom to approach themes that some other type of art may don’t. Also the art that is in the streets kind of obligates the people to look at it. If you walk down the same street everyday, it is likely that you notice if there is any artistic intervention in your path, from a graffiti to a sculpture or installation. So if they talk about important things that make people re think their attitudes, maybe it can lead to a better everyday life.

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Ji posts on his Instagram basically about his work and family. But there are some posts that are supposed to be indirectly about Ks. You can put which post you think was about Ks. What if these posts are random or did something happen and he wanted to give an "answer".

Ah yes yes. There are some of that during the time he had ig (for real). Before compilating the occasions tho, it’s important to notice that: 1) not all moments will be indirect kd, but things out of his family/work portfolio he exposed on is ig and it’s important to take note and 2) he knows ig is a job tool for his solo pictorials/ex0 (and a way to contact fans too ofc). He first created  kimkaaaaaa acc and made fans wild. In the end, tho, he just did it to promote Exo’dus album and made a fuss to delete that acc lmao.

The first one (source) to point out was a “direct” kd. JI interacts a lot on the social media and likes posts related to himself/the group. And in July 2018 he liked this pic, which ks is the first to appear. Is it too far fetched to think he liked this group of pics bc was appearing first? rethorical question, don’t reply

Before passing to the next posts, just would like to let his reply to a fan in one of his pictures (source):

Having this in mind, let’s move on.

One post that peaked fans curiosity was this one below:

Coincidentially or not, it was posted after some fans spammed “i see you k41s00″ on his ig (more about what happened here). And for those who don’t know, this ghost name is Michelin a pneumatic manufacturer brand. Also, as a coincidence, it’s the same name of the list of restaurants KS likes to eat (the most famous and well received restaurants, Michelin list).

Ok, so this picture grabbed some fan’s attention because of it’s content: a picture of a person in a BDSM context. It was taken during an exposition dedicated to this artist that happened in NY with the title: “Implicit Tensions: Mapplethorpe Now”. According to guggenheim museum website,  Robert Mapplethorpe is well known for “images that deliberately transgressed social mores and for the censorship debates that transformed him into a symbol of the culture wars in the late 1980s and early 1990s. In the ensuing decades, artists and critics have grappled with Mapplethorpe’s legacy, raising questions about the agency of the photographic subject and interrogating his representations of homoerotic desire, the black male nude, and the female figure.” (source)

The first part of the exposition (which lasted since January 25 until July 10, 2019) “featured highlights from the Guggenheim’s in-depth Mapplethorpe holdings, including early Polaroids, collages, and mixed-media constructions; iconic, classicizing photographs of male and female nudes; floral still lifes; portraits of artists, celebrities, and acquaintances; explicit depictions of New York’s underground S&M scene; and searingly honest self-portraits.”

Some people argued that “JI took those picture without knowing the history behind the photographer” and etc, but I disagree. I went to lots of museums and if I learned something is that people are mostly inclined to take (and post) pictures of art of artists they admire or that match their ideals (or because they’re famous, like Monalisa). Artists like Leonardo da Vinci, Dali, Van Gogh, Magritte, Goya and many others inspire millions because of who they were during their time on earth and the message they passed. And  Mapplethorpe had an interesting life story. Maybe polemic, but still intriguing and his photographs really showed that. So, to post pictures of his work without know the history behind it? It doesn’t make any sense.

It’s also easy to conclude JI enjoys his work because he took a set of other pictures involving this specific artist, as you can see below

Of course it doesn’t mean to affirm that JI’s into BDSM in his private life, but the theme was used in Mapplethorpe’s work to give visibility of gay community decades ago. And those themes end getting a different connotation when creating art.

TL;DR: JI is not ur typical streighty.

So, there were some correlations with kd in those pics JI posted while he was in London, like a sort of crypit message? The black prince would mean KS because of his role in 100 days + his love for black and the lips and heart as a more obvious sign (really even nowadays there’s a fight between kd and jk shippers bc of the heart pic, it’s vomit indulcing).

BONUS:

1. The live JI recorded with M00nkyu at the Han River. I know, it doesn’t have anything with kd, but people were implying he was homophobic because of his reaction (since that destination is a nice place to couples walk around);

2. JI in PCY’s live saying the fact ji and ks bdays were so close was “fate” (source)

3. Some pics PCY posted with KD on his ig~

4. Even silence can be a reply as well (the coincidence concerning JI’s ig disappearance after KS enlistment news broke out and just returning during expl0ration concert.)

5. There’s a comment relating an ufo post JI made with kd that, at least for complementary purposes, it’s worthy to mention.

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