quinn espinoza. anchor. let me sing you a lullaby about salt. how my mother left my body to the waves. i learned to swim instead of drown. it's not a sad song. you don't want to weep like that. it's a good lullaby, a lullaby born of survival, and if you follow me i'll sing you the rest.
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‘He loved you.’
She nodded, “Yes, he did. But, he didn’t love himself. He saw himself as a bad guy, a guy who destroyed the good and ruined everything in his path. So, he forced himself to do just that. To ruin us, destroy what we had.’
‘Would you go back?’
'Yes.’ Because as sick as it was, even if he chose to break her again, she would do anything to have him one more time.
g.m. ‡ tales that weren’t meant to be told #14
(via muserhq)
mythological creature that lures sailors to their inevitable death. most would call it fate, because a siren’s call is irresistible. when you hear the call you can’t run, you can’t swim, just accept the fate that the ocean is about to swallow your lungs.
shoes drag against the restaurant’s floor and curiously , quinn looks over emelia’s shoulder to the source of the sound. her heart stops in her chest because she sees a ghost. although it’s clear he’s not following them , the hairs on her arms raise because their break - up was far from amicable. it was one thing to see on their modern day hercules plastered on billboards and blown up in magazines , it was another to see him in person. just as quinn ducks , emelia looks over her shoulder.
“ oh my -- is that -- ? ” she gives a loud , excited gasp , “ that’s ... oh ! levi gonzales ! ”
emelia is such a fangirl. well , she can’t begrudge it. that’s what got quinn there in the first place. unfortunately , the gasp catches his attention and they -- quinn and levi -- make eye contact.
“ quinn , ” he says , quietly , intensely. if she didn’t know better , she might’ve said reverently. quinn throws a sharp , panicked look at emelia. despite her politely rigid posture , the princess has internally melted. he follows her gaze. then , he bows. “ your highness. ”
emelia gives a dopey smile that makes quinn want to roll her eyes but the matter at hand makes her feel as if she’s been driven up the wall.
“ is this an old friend ? ” emelia asks.
thin digits drum lightly against the lacquered mahogany as shifty eyes look at emelia , before dragging back to levi, and eventually resting on her manicured nails. she opens her mouth to answer but he gives a sharkish smile as his as he squints just so. she hesitates , flinching at the familiar expression – in their youth , that expression never meant well for her. levi never hit her , but sometimes his words were scathing. “ we dated. ”
in a flash , her eyes meet his. awkwardly , quinn gives a sharp cough before gesturing to levi. “ briefly. ” he cocks a brow. she supposes that most people don’t consider eleven and a half months to be a brief period of time. “ shortly. ” she shrugs. “ for a period of time. ”
emelia giggles. god bless her beautiful , pure soul.
quinn wouldn’t say she’s embarrassed of dating him. she’s more embarrassed to say she would date him still. levi , despite knowing him to be reckless and selfish and sometimes , as down right aggressive , could still be remembered by his cheerfulness and his kindness and his spontaneity. it was easy to think she was still in love with him.
“ it was nice seeing you , ” she lies. the anxious bubbling in her stomach leaves her feeling unsettled -- like hair standing up on one’s arm after a cool breeze. “ perhaps we can catch up another time. ”
he smiles his tooth baring smile , like a wolf revealing his canines. “ you know my number. ”
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