John
♡ john
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oh so he HATES her because he wont look at the instagram reels she sends him???? i see how it is
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♡ richie hahahahaha
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honestly was not expecting a full fuckin card from this man, but we love to see it
♡ carmy
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i shouldn't be surprised by the not telling her he loves her but for some reason i expected MORE OF HER BOYFRIEND
The shove hurts. Not physically, but now it's her turn to feel as if he had just stabbed her. She asked for it, did she not ?? Her exact words were, in fact, let go. Hand flies to wrist immediately, soothing the skin that feels as if it had a lighter held to it. It's already in the early stages of a bruise.
The tears that threaten at the brim of her eyes finally pass the precipice and stain her cheeks as she forces her own gaze back on him. It wasn't something she wanted to do right now. This was something she wanted to deal with later, but Holly knows this man will not let her step away from this.
" Was I usin' you for coke when I begged you to come save me from my ex ?? Was I usin' you for coke when I spent all those mornin's makin' you breakfast ?? Mikey if I wanted coke that bad I'd go and get it myself. You're just too fucked up to see that. "
her tears don't even register in his mind. words fall on deaf ears, though his grip does loosen: just enough so it doesn't hurt. other hand takes hold of her jaw [ gently this time, though the rage still drives him forward ]. he was hurt, more than anything. maybe it was payback for what he had done, or maybe richie had planned all along to rip the rug from under mikey & have holly all to himself. neither thought was a welcome one.
brown eyes look at her with an overwhelming sense of BETRAYAL, heartbreak, self-hatred, fear of abandonment. everything combined into one sickening expression that could make someone think that holly had stabbed him straight through the heart. it would've been easier to stomach if she had. & he searches her face for something, anything, to tell him that she wanted to be richie with instead: & whatever he thinks he finds, he doesn't like. he laughs, incredulous, in some attempt to pretend that this wasn't happening.
rough fingers force her to look up at him, heart racing [ too fast, too fast, too fast ] in his chest. adrenaline courses right alongside the drugs. ❛ i've given you fucking everything. ❜ a place to live & a crippling coke addiction: how very kind of the man. the brokenness inside the man is clear in the way he shoves holly away from him, not too hard, but enough to get the point across that he doesn't want to touch her anymore [ not right now ]. ❛ you're just using me for the coke, aren't you? that all i was to you? ❜
" Oooooh, now wait a fuckin' minute- " A finger in his direction now. IF ONLY Jimmy knew how fucking stupid she actually was, how she's just as bad as him when it came to violence ( though she is weaker, she defintiely enjoyed a bit of it ). " I changed my mind, I think we should go t'the hospital. "
Just simple based on the fact that it's a funny thought. Go in for a concussion, get probed instead. If it makes him uncomfortable then GOOD. Extra points.
" We'll just take that t'go then, yeah ?? "
She seemed like a smart girl. with a good head on her shoulders. She knew what she was talking about, and he trusted her judgement implicitly. "You're right," he began, stride uninterrupted, quiet contemplation by the drinks cabinet.
"I need a drink," makes his selection, the cure to, and cause of all concussions, vodka, "not a fucking prostate exam."