#zehraxaksoy

[elenabradshaw]

ELENA 📲 ZEHRA ( @zehraxaksoy )

Elena: looking like a diva right now feeling like a truck just hit me Elena: i'm so fucking dead inside rn

[finleypark]

finley's instagram

↳ featuring: @zehraxaksoy

[brodymartinez]

Text 📲 Zehra (@zehraxaksoy)

Brody: how was the hangover party princess? Brody: never seen ya have that much fun Brody: finally broken free from ur mgmt team??

[emmelinehq]

"zehra." emmeline started, knowing full well that sympathies did nothing but she couldn't help it - sasha was gone. the woman had driven the late member away before all of this and she'd never be able to repair it. "sorry that i've been rather silent." the woman outstretched her arms with the intention to take the other's hands but quickly retreated. "are you okay? that's probably the wrong word but are you... are you as safe as you can be?" @zehraxaksoy

[jovilevine]

@zehraxaksoy

LOCATION: claymore

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐃𝐃 time for jovi to make the decision that she needs to get sober, considering all of the haunts that made her feel less alone were bars. however, jovi had every intention of keeping true to her promise to alex. if she truly loved her as much as she said she did, she couldn't ignore her family history. how she sought out a bottle when she needed to feel some kind of catharsis. however, this didn't stop her from meeting friends and simply opting for a water or soda. or, much like tonight, nourishing a now very watered down diet coke. however, as much as she tried to leave the other woman to her own thoughts, zehra aksoy was someone who mattered. not just globally, but to jovi's best friend, the one who was no longer walking this earth. and she couldn't let any animosity live on between them.

❝ i wasn't tryin' to be your mother, ya know. ❞ the woman begins, letting out a shaky exhale before she continues to speak. everyone was entitled to their own grief, but any sane person knew that alex didn't know the scene that was behind that door. ❝ i just wanted the fightin' to stop. for one fuckin second -- ❞ because elena wouldn't have wanted it and she knew it. a world without the woman hadn't felt whole, and jovi knew it would never feel that way again. ❝ i'm -- i'm sorry. uh -- i just wanted you to know that. and that before you guys reconnected.. she always told me how much she loved you guys. ❞ after yet another pause, jovi grips to the leather vest draped over her seat. ❝ i'll go now.. i'll go. ❞

[elenabradshaw]

location: la vela, fourth of july closed with: zehra aksoy! ( @zehraxaksoy )

elena has been reading the forum from time to time as the party went on, as people would still manage to message here and there regardless of how they've all been busy just having fun, forgetting the turmoil their town has been going through even just for a few hours tonight. what catches her attention is how zehra has been letting herself loose tonight, talking about body shots. she's chosen not to join in, as at the time, she was a bit busy with bohdi, just enjoying the chaotic atmosphere around them as they've just been...relaxed on their own. but now that hours have passed, she decided to finally approach her former bandmate, who still was by the bar. "hey, you. am i late to this little body shots party?"

[elenabradshaw]

ELENA 📲 ZEHRA ( @zehraxaksoy )

Elena: do you want to do brunch again? maybe i could cook this time? Elena: or maybe we can just have it outside, drink mimosas or whatever, i'm not sure you still like some things the same

[elenabradshaw]

ELENA 📲 ZEHRA

@zehraxaksoy Elena: please tell me you're okay.

[elenabradshaw]

location: harrison's surprise party open to: zehra aksoy ( @zehraxaksoy )

"don't mind me, just looking for something to drink." elena sang quietly as she enters the kitchen to look for something else to drink, perhaps some water, or whatever alcohol they have in the kitchen, not really noticing who was standing there at first, until she turned around, uncapping the bottle of water and going "...shit." before taking a sip. she knew she would eventually bump into two of who used to be her best friends in the world, but elena never expected for it to be tonight. "i'll...just go. have a nice night."

[elenabradshaw]

notelenabradshaw posted on her story

tagged: @zehraxaksoy

[elenabradshaw]

elena's instagram ↳ featuring: photos with @sashakang and @zehraxaksoy from a long time ago

[finleypark]

closed to: zehra aksoy! (@zehraxaksoy ) location: wherever

"hey, i got you this." finley says as he enters the room, putting down zehra's usual on the table as he stood before her. the scene he and jordan caused back at the masquerade ball, before they found dead bodies was something they still haven't talked about. it certainly was something he has been avoiding, only focusing on his work as her security. he'd mostly been quieter than his usual self as of late, at least around her, knowing what happened hurt zehra's reputation, in a way. "is there anything else you need, z?"

[finleypark]

FINLEY 📲 ZEHRA | @zehraxaksoy

Finley: hey...so someone was asking around if we want anything to eat or drink Finley: i asked for your usual, or do you want to change shit up?

[elenabradshaw]

closed to: zehra aksoy! (@zehraxaksoy ) location: zehra's place

elena hasn't gone out of her place for days ever since the news, still struggling to process the loss of someone she's considered the family she had for almost a decade. she was just patching things up with the people she's left all those years ago, zehra, austin, and she was eventually going to get to sasha, too. but she was too late, she has never been able to tell her the truth as to why she left in the first place, which makes things even harder for her to take in. she had a few people, bohdi and jovi check up on her here and there, but it was something she still found hard to believe as she go through different kinds of emotion, the denial, the anger towards people who never really knew them, never really knew sasha talking about things, hence her snapping momentarily in the forum. it was just now that she found some strength to get up on her feet, and come over to zehra's place. they needed each other more than anything else right now. a few weak knocks on his door as she finds herself staring off into space, trying to find the right words to say as she waits for zehra to open up.

[elenabradshaw]

i'll be good | self-paragraph

mentions: alex kingsley ( @thealexkingslxy ), bohdi sharma ( @bohdisharma ), jovi levine ( @jovilevine ), zehra aksoy ( @zehraxaksoy ) and sasha kang tw: death, addiction, drug use, gun

i'll be good, i'll be good, and i'll love the world, like i should

things have been turning around for the better for elena as of late, reconnecting with zehra, finally focusing on the love she knew she deserved with bohdi, just…living her life the way she simply wanted. but the happiness along that came with it was instantly taken away from her when the news of sasha’s death was immediately spread throughout the news. she was supposed to talk to her next, like zehra, sasha deserved the truth, why she left them that day, when she’s chosen to take herself out of the whole femme fatale narrative, pretend as if that chapter of her life didn’t exist. for days she stayed in and had been quiet, away from mostly everyone, except bohdi. jovi did come over, but that was it. she’s never dealt with death like this before, with death that wasn’t deserved, sasha didn’t deserve this, nobody did.

for all of the light that i shut out, for all of the innocent things that i doubt, for all of the bruises i've caused in the tears, for all of the things that i've done

and that made elena think about talking to alex, for days, as she was also mourning for someone whom she considered was her sister. alex was different, alex knew her past the walls she put up around most people, she could tell her absolutely anything about everything. in a way, she keeps her feet on the ground and not bury herself with it, she keeps the light alive, brings the sense of adventure out of her, not letting her seclude herself from everything, from the world. that conversation with alex as she was dealing with her withdrawal was elena’s wake up call to take that love she knew she deserved. alex and jovi were her new consistent for the past few years ever since she arrived to hidehill. they didn’t let her put herself away from people, even though there was hesitancy from her at first, she was thankful for them.

for all the sparks that i stomped out, for all of the perfect things that i doubt

she knew she had to talk to alex, especially with how long it has been after what happened at the fourth of july event. as painful and disappointing as it was, alex was still her friend, alex was someone who was around elena as she was just crawling back up to her feet from her lowest. she couldn’t just leave her because of a stumble. she knew alex needed people who wouldn’t give up on her, and she hasn’t given up, she just needed space, as that night reminded her of the first time, she took on a path that messed up her life.

she had been pacing around her apartment for almost the whole day, getting ready as she’s decided to come over alex’s trailer. it had taken her long because she was still figuring out what to say. she was never mad at her in the first place, she was just hurt, but she still loves her best friend, she still cared from a distance, she just needed it. she knew alex had to take the steps on her own accord to turn her own life around, to take that step only motivated by herself. of course, she’s heard things, about the meetings, they go to the same place, she just chooses to be there at a different time. she had to let her know how much she’s proud of her, and maybe celebrate with her for the things she did for herself, not for her, not for jovi, or for anyone else. for herself. elena was so proud.

then there comes a knock.

elena wasn’t really expecting anyone to come over for the day, she made it clear over text to people who had checked up on her the last time they’ve talked, she’s chosen to distance herself from everything and everyone to deal with sasha’s death. it was something she’s still dealing with. today was just an exception, she needed to see alex, before things are too late.

“h—” before elena could even get a word out, everything that comes next from the very second she opens the door becomes a blur. she couldn’t make of whoever it was, as she was just filled with panic and the need to survive. she wiggled her best out of their hold, but it wasn’t enough, all she could is voice out her need for help, but there isn’t a sound coming out from her, falling defenseless, limp while they took over her. elena, once more, tries to figure out who it was after all, but it was an attempt wasted, as she passes out seconds later.

the former singer then wakes up, panic instantly in her eyes whilst she looks around the room, they weren’t there anymore, and the first thing she notices was how her place was…arranged as if nothing has happened, except how she was tied up, facing the door. she tries to let out a scream once more, a desperate scream for help, yet it was muffled by a cloth covering her mouth. though it didn’t take her long to finally see the gun pointed at her, with a thin rope tied to its trigger. she follows its trail, realizing how it is connected to the door. she tries to cry out once more, the very moment she hears a series of footsteps, which aren’t suppressed, with the door slightly open.

then she hears that voice. alex, run. please just run. she couldn’t get the words out, though she still tries, eyes wide as tears continue to stream down her face. she knew she’s got nowhere to go now; she accepts her fate. but she didn’t want alex to get hurt. but the more she cried out, alex made her way in, triggering the contraption, and her life ended just before she could even realize it.

yeah, i'll be good, i'll be good, for all of the times i never could