She Wanted To Keep Her Mind Off The Fact That Theyd Be Moving To New York. She Needed To Focus On The

She wanted to keep her mind off the fact that they’d be moving to New York. She needed to focus on the fact that she’d be living with her incredibly loving boyfriend. He’d do anything to keep her safe and she knew that. “I wasn’t set on any particular breed or anything, I just thought maybe he’d like a friend.” She shrugged, neatly placing the few things she’d need down into the suitcase.

“I’m gonna say this plain since you know I’ve never been one to beat around the bush. I’m being transferred to New York and I want you to come with me.”

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Her eyes widened as he handed the piece of candy. Cherry flavored. How funny. It was her favorite when she was younger. She smiled at the memory, albeit a sad one. Her eyes moved back over to Hayden, who just so happened to look up at his business partner and girlfriend in this moment. Estella’s already shaky hand suddenly lost its grip. The sugary treat fell to the floor and her boyfriend was grabbing her by the arm in an instant. “How many times do I have to tell you? Sweets aren’t good for you. Especially not the kind he has to offer.” His venomous voice cooed into her ear as if he were helping her but it was obvious. She was scared. The tears in her eyes and the soft scream that escaped her as he had pulled her away from Charlie were evidence of the truth.

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God why did he have to suddenly care. No one else did, so why him? Why did he have to ask? She was so close to breaking down already and having someone talk about it with her wasn’t helping. She nodded, afraid to use words in fear of breaking down. But that little smile he had was somewhat comforting. So she wanted to speak up, yet the fear instilled in her by her boyfriend made her keep quiet.

“Yeah, we’re up at crazy hours all the time.” She tried to play it off, her quiet voice barely audible as her eyes shifted back over to Hayden as she hoped he wouldn’t realize that they were talking. It wouldn’t end well for her. She wasn’t allowed to speak to any other men unless he said so. “So yeah, things have been great.” Her voice cracked some as she tried to hold back tears.

How was he able to see through her lies so easily when no one else could?

“I feel that, I can get it.” He responds smoothly with a nod, noting the way she whispered and continued to look over to Hayden. The man was an asshole, kinda like he was, but there was something more to him that had always rubbed Charlie the wrong way. He was starting to piece together what it could be now that he looks at her.

“… Okay well…” Charlie paused, wetting his lower lip before he gathered a lollipop for her from his pocket and handed it over. “Here, looks like some sugar will do you some good.” He speaks, knowing if Hayden decided to walk up and interrupt, he’d lay his ass out like a carpet. “Go on, that’s one of my favorite flavors.”

She felt bad when he would stay at her apartment, her bed was no where near as large and fitting their makeshift family of three into it was difficult. She’d definitely grown accustomed to the feeling of having a puppy cuddled up to her while she slept and now she was sure they’d have to keep a king bed to accommodate the growing animal. As he pulled the suitcase out and opened it up, she nodded in response to his words. She did leave her things lying around the house quite often so she probably had everything she would ever need right here.

“Okay, so that seems like I’ll have enough here then. I don’t have to go home.” She mumbled to herself as she dug the clothes out of the drawer she’d slowly taken over. “You think Loki would do alright with another puppy?” She’d been thinking of getting one for herself but if they were to live together now she had to double check because it’s Loki’s house before it’s her house.

“I’m gonna say this plain since you know I’ve never been one to beat around the bush. I’m being transferred to New York and I want you to come with me.”

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A possible return?

Hey everyone! Sorry to be completely MIA for so long but wow, life really got me. I am getting back into things though and would love to have some asks or messages about plotting!

Luca hobbled to her apartment door, not knowing where to go since he had been mugged and beaten up pretty badly. He leaned against the door frame, hoping that she was home.

"Hey, I'm glad you're home.....I need some help."

Rowan had just gotten out of the shower and into a matching pajama set when she heard the knock to her door. She looked at the time, nearly midnight. This was strange. She grabbed the gun she kept in her nightstand, moving to answer the incessant knocking. When she opened the door, seeing Luca on the other side with blood on his skin she shook her head. “Yeah, I see that.” She huffed, gently taking his arm and pulling him inside.

“I almost shot you, dumbass!” She tossed the gun back into a drawer before she let her eyes fully wander over him. “You look rough.”

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I’ll never let a man spit in my mouth, idk why y’all keep saying “spit in my mouth, spit in my mouth” that’s fucking -

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