Sei-is-me

Fandom: Steven Universe (All Human AU)

Pairing: Pearl/Rose Ruby/Sapphire 

CH1 (pt1/2)

The busy streets of Empire City wasn’t a new scene for her.

It was noisy, it was dark and it was alive even in the wee hours of the morning. Yet, today , the echoes of the cars that passed by the street sounded scarce and distant from her skyscraper office. And among many buildings, her office was one of those floor that was still illuminated in the wee hours of the morning of a weekend.

She was huddled over her desk since last night, papers stacked her once tidy desk. She had been signing and studying contracts that needed to be done over the weekend. Not that she minded… She didn’t have any plans for the weekend anyway, and running a multi-billion dollar company doesn’t mean she can slack off anytime. She had to work harder than ever, and yet here she was, staring into space, having finished everything before the sun rose.

She sighed, rubbing her face in exhaustion. She took a glance at her desk, papers now stacked nicely for her secretary to pick-up. Her gaze lingered momentarily on an overturned picture frame, reaching for it tentatively, however; like clockwork, her secretary knocked.

“Garnet, come in”

The door opened slightly, “Good morning–” She paused to look at Pearl and her desk. “Have you been at it since yesterday, Pearl?”   Garnet made her way towards Pearl’s desk, she sets down a cup of Pearl’s favourite coffee.

“No, just started it last night, I didn’t have anything better to do anyway” Pearl replied; taking a sip of the hot coffee. She hummed in appreciation. “That’s one good coffee. Thank you Garnet.”

“You know, Pearl. Sapphy and Ruby wouldn’t like it if I told them you’re working yourself too hard these days,” She pointed to Pearl’s disheveled look. Pearl took the hint,compared to Garnet’s smart look, in dress shirt and slacks, she was looking horrible.

“You don’t need to tell them” replied Pearl as she adjust her collar and straighten her dress-shirt.

“Aunt Pearl, you know how they are” moaned Garnet. Pearl chuckled.

“I know how your parents are, Garnet. It just doesn’t seem necessary for you to tell them every little detail about my work-a-holic life, you know?”

“Well, they do insist that I keep an eye on you while I’m interning here” she gave Pearl a soft smile. “Besides, who would look out for you if not me?”

“Ever the adult, you should slow down, you’re growing up way to fast!” exclaimed Pearl and both shared a laugh, then there was just a short comfortable silence.

Pearl took one more sip of the coffee, and cradled it in her hands. “Is there anything else important we need to discuss?” she gave a soft look to Garnet.

“Oh, right! You have a charity event in Beach City this coming weekend”

“Beach City… huh?” Pearl expressed a longing, something Garnet barely missed.

“I remember, Ruby telling me a lot about Beach City” Garnet piqued.

Pearl gazed out the window.“Yes, they were, great memories” she turned her attention back to Garnet, a sad smile on her pale lips.

“Well, the arrangements are already in order, and you needn’t worry about anything”

“I know you’ve handled everything well, you may leave now”

Garnet turned to leave. “Pearl?” But Pearl did not seem to hear her. She pursed her lips in thought but sighed in defeat. If something was bothering Pearl, Garnet knew Pearl will come to her in her own time. She walked out the office without a second glance.

—-

Beach City.

Ever the paradise.   Pearl thought as her car sped down the nostalgic boardwalk. Glistening sea and clear blue skies, it seemed like nothing changed in this small town.

Her car slowed down as a crowd of people gathered around her car. Her driver opened the door and she was greeted by flashing lights. Reporters. She pressed forward ignoring the screams and the annoying questions. Soon, she was standing in the podium, Beach City’s infamous Beach Stadium, where almost everything is held. Though she had been here before, a closer look made her realize, a lot seemed to change. There were more people, there were more buildings and more tourist. She could barely count them now in her hands.

20 years is a lot of time.

As she was standing before the podium, looking at some familiar faces in the crowd, like Kiki Pizza, her dad, Kofi, and Nanefua Pizza, who looks a lot older than when they were younger. And there was Vidalia, who seemed to hold a son? Oh, Barbara is ever the same and Bill, still look like when she left. Pearl shook her head. Focus.

The crowd’s cheer soon settled down. She gave them short eye contact and started her speech.

“There goes a famous saying “Charity begins at home.” It’s not enough to contribute good and money to the charitable organizations alone. If your own mother is lying on the bed and you do not serve her and instead are interested in helping a charitable organization, you surely do not understand the true meaning of charity. A charity free from any selfish motives is charity in true sense of the term.”

Pearl looked at the crowd, seemingly satisfied with their eager reactions. She continued. “I came here to Beach City, because it has been part of my life. Beach City has been my home. The people here had been a part of me and are the reasons why I’m standing on top of the world right now. Pearl Gems Corporation’s motto is  ‘Every gem counts’. It doesn’t mean that these gems pertain to our products, but to our own as well, we treasure our people, our employees as gems and they are in need of delicate care. That’s why we have started Little Gems Association, because we believe want to take care of our employees and that extends to their family and friends. We believe that children are our future and we haven’t seen enough of them grow because of the rising economy, you can only find them in Empire City, London, Paris, Europe but not in small towns like Beach City. We believe that children even in small places like this needs a touch of delicate care and be polished to be diamonds. Learning is the key, improving themselves and preparing them for the future is our oath. This association is founded to make education free to locals we have the establishments in, because you support our corporation, and now we are giving back to you, people of Beach City. Thank you” Pear gave a short curt and went down the stage, people giving her big applauses and whistle. The crowd followed her to the newly built establishment, a school, one of the biggest in Beach City.

Her assistant, Garnet, presented her with the ceremonial pearl white scissors and she proceeded to cut the dangling red ribbon. Everyone cheered. “Welcome to Pearl Beach Elementary”

Pearl waved the people to go inside and slowly she started to blend with them and eventually, pulling herself out for some alone time. She went out back,  from the distance she could hear the MC, Jamie, “So without further ado, let’s start the fair!”  Music blared and the fair was in full swing. She continued to walk and was surprised to see Garnet.

“Taking a break?”

Pearl chuckled. “You know me, I can’t handle big crowds that long”

“I understand, you should head over the beach, the people have already started to enjoy the fair, I think it’ll be fairly quiet.”

Pearl nodded in agreement. “I believe so too, can you handle things while I’m gone? Bill Dewey has been giving me this weird eye contact ever since I arrived”

Pairing: KamilahxMc

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)

Disclaimer: The characters are NOT mine they belong to PB.

Prompt: Relationships are build with love and patience, that’s what Hayley used to be believe. Hayley and Kamilah dated for two years and half, and those years Hayley dedicated herself at the work to demolished the strong and old walls around Kamilah’s heart. At one night, after a big fight, words spilled without thinking can be harsh and can destroy everything. Hayley ends up leaving the country and a regretted Kamilah behind. 7 years later when Hayley came back to New York, unexpected events can reunited them, bringing old strong feelings back. Now Kamilah has to get Hayley back, but how the vampire queen is going to do that?

6 years ago, London 1h30 AM

Hayley’s pov

The lights blinked around me, the loud music rumbled in my head, I had already lost my senses and the notion of what time it was at that moment, and honestly I did not care. I signaled for the bartender and pushed my drink forward, he nodded and filled my glass again with another shot of whiskey.

“To someone who is in a place like this, you seem to have left a funeral.” I heard a male voice beside me. I turned my face and saw a man, tall, brown hair and beard with blue eyes. He smiled at me, leaning against the counter next to me. I rolled my eyes.

“And you’re the expert,” I said bluntly.

“I can say yes.” He laughed. “It’s easy to read people”

“Really?” I said, playing with the edge of my glass cup. “So tell me what you see in me”

“A beautiful girl, your eyes don’t lie and I can say that you are very intelligent, but you did not come to a place like this to meet someone, you came to get your head off your problems, right? ”

“Nice try,” I said.

“I think you’re running away from something or from someone. So that’s why you are here.” He said and I looked at him incredulously. He smiled and held out his hand. "Scott Haywood”

“Hayley O'Connell.” I squeezed his hand.

“I know,” he said and I narrowed my eyes and pulled my hand. “It’s written on your badge.” He gestured with a laugh. I looked down and saw the hospital badge hanging from my bag.

“Oh, I did not realize that,” I said. “So, what you do for living, sir analyst?” I asked curiously.

“I’m a psychiatrist,” he replied. “And you’re a doctor too?”

“Yes,” I said.

“You do not look like you’re having fun.”

“I just came to get a drink.”

“You should enjoy it. Doctors like us do not have that much time at our disposal.” He said and I smiled.

“Yeah, true.”

“Oh, look at this. She knows how smile.” He smiled at me and I rolled my eyes. "What’s your story?”

“Why would I tell you?”

“Because you’re by far the most beautiful girl I’ve seen in this place, not saying it looks too mysterious and interesting.” He said and I sighed.

“Do you know when you can not get your ex out of your system?” I said. “We broke up a year ago now, and I still can not stop thinking about it.”

“Was she special?” He asked.

“You can say that. She was beautiful, older, intelligent, funny without trying to be, protective and loving,” I said remembering the qualities of that person. “But, she broke my heart, and I broke up with her. And you know what’s worse? It’s that after everything we’ve been through I still love her. I’m still in love with her and it kills me every time.”

"I’m sorry for this.”

“It’s all right. I came home anyway.”

“America?”

“Definitely.”

“Well, Hayley, the least I can do is pay you a drink. Something tells me that mysterious girls like you know how to tell good stories.”

“But you do not even know me.” I laughed.

“But I’d love to meet you.” He smiled.

Actual days, Hayley’s apartment

“So, tell me what we can do in New York? I do not want to boast but I’ve already started to make some itinerary plans,” Scott said with an excited smile as he unpacked his bags on my bed.

I stared at him with folded arms leaning against the door, biting my lips thinking of Kamilah’s kiss a few days ago and like a part of me craved that kiss again. And the other party desperately wanted to return to London and forget all that had happened.

"Hayley?” He called me and I looked up at him. I realized how distracted I was. “Is everything okay, honey?” He asked.

“Of course,” I tried to smile. “I’m just so happy to see you again. Even knowing that it’s only a week you’ll stay here.”

“I know.” He came up to me and took my hands. “But let’s do as much as we can to enjoy it, right?” He smiled at me and I smiled back.

“Of course,” I said.

“Oh, and I talked to Father Williams, the church you wanted so much, I finally got the day. We’re going to have our wedding there! ”

“Scott this is… Incredible. Was that the big surprise?”

"Yes you liked?”

“Of course I do.” I smiled and hugged him. “Thank you for everything.” He squeezed me tightly in his arms, and I sighed.

At that moment my cell phone started ringing in my pocket. I pulled away from Scott and saw that it was my father on the cell phone screen.

“Hi dad,” I said, answering.

“Hey, superstar. How are you? Excited for the wedding?” He asked.

"Of course,” I said, walking around the apartment, peering out of the corner of my eye and watching Scott unpack again.

“Scott told you about our plans?” He asked.

“Our Plans?” I asked confused.

“Yes, about marriage. I told him It would be better for you if he went to New York and stayed with you for a few days.”

“So did he come here for you?” I asked incredulously.

“Of course darling. We also analyzed and we thought it would be better to go to Ireland on the honeymoon than to Greece. ”

“Wait, you and Scott are making plans on my back?!” I said angrily. “Father again? You’ve done it my whole life. You keep controlling me and will you do the same with my marriage?!”

“It’s for your good, think—”

“Stop, I do not want to know. You will not do this to me, you will not control my life again, it’s my choices and not yours. I knew I could not have left anything in your hands.” I said disappointedly and hung up before he could hang up.

"Hayley, Is everything alright?” I lifted the eyes when I heard Scott’s voice and I saw him standing in the doorway of the room.

“You let him do that? After all, what he did with me? You knew that all the time and still… Why?” I asked angrily. “You are here because of him and not me?” I looked at him disappointedly.

"Your father only wants your good,” he said.

“You even talk like him,” I said, taking my coat and my keys. I shook my head angrily.

“Where are you going? Honey…”

I opened the door and turned to him.

“Think. You know Scott, one thing is my dad doing this with me, but another and worse is you even agreeing with this” I said and closed the door.

I barely noticed when I was in the most unexpected place of all, in her place. I knocked on the door and a stunning woman opened it. Kamilah looked at me in surprise, but a smile escaped her lips and her eyes softened for me. She was still using her social clothes from work, a white shirt with a few buttons open, a pair of social pants and she was barefoot.

“Look who it is.” She said smiling. “The lost puppy girl knocking on my door at this time.”

“Can I enter?” I bit my lip.

She gave way and I walked in. Kamilah closed the door behind her. I sighed looking around that beautiful place.

“You’re working, right? I do not want to disturb you.”

“It’s alright. I was just checking a few contracts and my emails.” She said waking beside me holding a glass of whiskey in her hand. “What do I owe the pleasure?” I sighed and sat on her couch. “A drink?” She offered.

“Please,“ I said. She went to the bar to make my drink and I ran my hand anxiously through my hair. "Everything’s been so hard lately. I just found out Scott and my dad are making decisions behind my back. Again. You know, I guess I should have figured it out, I should have. My father could never do things without being his way. But… Scott is involved on this and I’m so disappointed, I thought that I could trust him and he is working with the worst person on my life” Kamilah walked to me and handed my drink.

She sat in the armchair in front of me and looked at me with that look I knew well. I admired her silently, she was beautiful. And how was she looking at me with a mixture of compassion and love.

"Do not look at me like that,” I said. “I know what you’re going to say.” Kamilah laughed out loud.

“You’re the most anxious person I know,” she said. “The way you get nervous, running your hand through your hair is lovely.”

“You’re not helping,” I said. I sighed shaking my head. “I’m just nervous about all this.”

“It’s your marriage. You should be happy. Not confuse or angry, but happy and sure about all this. I knew this guy never deserved you in the first place”

“I was… I mean, I am sure!” I stammered. “I did not think it would be like this, had so many difficulties, that made me so distressed. And to know that my father and Scott are in this together… Oh god. Think of that this is too much. How can I trust my fiancé if he is working together with the person I least trust?”

Kamilah got up and sat down beside me. I sighed, feeling the fragrance of her perfume. I looked at her and saw her brown eyes looking at me thoughtfully.

“You’re hesitant,” she said. It’s your marriage, he is the person you’re going to spend the rest of your life with and you are unhappy,” she said. “Just say the word and I’ll break their necks.” I laughed at that. She smiled softly. “Honestly putting my feelings for you aside, I don’t you should marry this guy.”

“I think I should go back to London.”

“No.” I felt her hand warm in mine. I looked at her, feeling that magnetic impulsive bringing me back to her. “You just came back. Do not do this, do not come back. I just have you back and I’m not going to lose you again”

“Kamilah—”

“You came here for some reason and I think I know what it was,” she said. I got up.

“I came for a piece of advice.” I said and she smiled. “You are the only person that I can trust and talk about this”

“You and I both know that Adrian is the romantic here. If you came after some advice, you should have called him,“ she said with a frown. "But, I’m glad you came.” She smiled.

“Maybe I should have called for him,” I said and she looked cynically at me. I sighed. “I wanted to talk to you. I like to talk with you.” I admitted and she smiled as she stood up and coming to me. Kamilah came close enough for it to become too much, I tried to pull back but felt one hand of her on my waist the other touched my chin gently.

“That’s it?” She asked softly, looking deep into my eyes. I got lost looking at those beautiful brown eyes. “Just say it.” She said warmly. “I know you love me as much I love you. And you are tired of this situation as well.”

“Kamilah—“

“Is not going to hurt you admitting for once” She said looking at me patiently. I swallowed hard, closing my eyes and fighting against that.

“I love you, satisfy? I love you so much” I confessed, looking at her, and I saw the wide, bright smile on her face. “But I love my fiancé, too, but you… You’re stuck inside me. Always. I don’t know what to do. Lately it’s the only thing I can think of and it’s driving me crazy, and I should not, I know it’s wrong, but Kamilah… You have no idea how frustrating it is to still be in love with you after 7 years.” I said. I saw her eyes flashed and she smiling widely.

"Oh, I know exactly what it is,” she said with a smile. “Do you know what I want right now? I want to kiss you and I want to take you to our bed and make you mine all night.” She confessed. “But, I’m just going to do that if you want to. If you want me as much as I want you.”

I bit my lips hating myself so much for wanting her as much she wanted me. For an impulse, I stood on tiptoe and grabbed her neck, sticking my lips to hers. Kamilah answered my kiss eagerly as I pulled her down to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around my waist and picked me up on her lap easily, I tightened my legs around her hips. I kissed her with desire and passion, to have her lips back to mine was like breathe again, Kamilah parted her lips from mine, distributing warm kisses along the length of my neck. She began to walk blindly around the house, expertly going to the bedroom without bumping into anything. When we got to the bedroom, she laid me on the bed, I leaned on my elbows, and looked at her with desire watching her take off her shirt with just a gesture. I bit my lips at the sight of her dark skin and her toned abdomen. That was the vision of paradise. Kamilah smiled at my gaze and pressed her warm body over mine, kissing my neck and pulling off my sweater quickly, I felt her warm hands running over my body. At that moment my cell phone started ringing in my pocket and Kamilah grunted in annoyance. I stopped our kiss and took the phone from my pocket, seeing Scott’s name on the screen.

“Not today,” she said with red eyes and fangs showing. She took the phone from my hand and threw it against the wall. “He will not be a nuisance now.”

“Kamilah! My cell phone! "I looked at her indignantly. She kissed me again not even caring for this. I felt her hand blindly pulling off my engagement ring and leaving it on the nightstand.

Pairing: KamilahxMc

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5)

Disclaimer: The characters belongs to Pixelberry and as usual I’m just burrowing them.

Prompt: Relationships are build with love and patience, that’s what Hayley used to be believe. Hayley and Kamilah dated for two years and half, and those years Hayley dedicated herself at the work to demolished the strong and old walls around Kamilah’s heart. At one night, after a big fight, words spilled without thinking can be harsh and can destroy everything. Hayley ends up leaving the country and a regretted Kamilah behind. 7 years later when Hayley came back to New York, unexpected events can reunited them, bringing old strong feelings back. Now Kamilah has to get Hayley back, but how the vampire queen is going to do that?

Song inspired: Capital Letters by Hayley Steinfield

Kamilah’s penthouse 1h50 AM

Kamilah’s pov

Hayley hesitated for a moment, as I pressed my lips hard against hers, longing for that kiss for so much longer than she could imagine. I don’t think I was too kind doing this, but that adrenaline rush ran through my body with that electric current and her lips against mine. 7 years without this lips, I was not thinking straight right now. I pressed her hard against the kitchen counter, one of my hands on her face and another on her waist, tightening my fingers in that region.

For a moment, with her hesitation, I thought she was going to push me and walk away leaving me behind, but Hayley proved me wrong.

She finally succumbed to the kiss, pulling me close with both hands by the collar of my blouse. Her lips moved frequently against mine with the same passion, I asked permission with my tongue to enter her mouth and she did not think twice to accept. My tongue moved against hers in a frantic rhythm, I could hear her heart pounding.

It was music to my ears to hear her breath racing, her heart pounding against her chest. Being so close to her was maddening, I was losing my senses, I was losing control, her scent was intoxicating.

Hayley was breathing hard as she moved her lips away from mine, she looked directly into my eyes, she was panting with red lips and dilated pupils. I stared into those gorgeous green eyes, her eyes went to my mouth in which she bit my lower lip and kissed me harder than ever before. She was driving me crazy, her scent, her perfume, her lips against mine. I didn’t know for how long the thread of the only trace of sanity would remain in my mind before I took her here and now.

Without taking my lips off of hers for a second, my hands went to her leather jacket, I hurriedly pulled her off. I could feel Hayley’s hands unbuttoning the buttons on my blouse until it opened completely. My hands went down to her hips and I lifted her easily, setting her on the counter. My lips trailed down her neck, shooting hot kisses all over the length of her soft, warm skin. Hayley curled her fingers in my hair, sighing and letting out groans that I waited years to hear again.

I could hear her blood stream running through her veins, the temptation to bury my fangs in that perfect neck was too much.

But the coherent thought in my mind of was she and that moment could not be destroyed by a foolish temptation, made me leave that absurd need inside me.

“Oh, Kamilah—” She blurted out. She pulled me close, tightening her legs around my hips.

She wanted me, I could feel it, I knew it all along. She wanted me as much as I wanted her.

The urge to take her here was almost overwhelming me, I wanted to tear those clothes off at once, leading her to our old bed, as I did many times. But at the same time I wanted to savor that moment, to do it without hurry.

But that moment would be destroyed by a sound I did not expect.

Hayley’s cell phone began to ring in her pocket, she took off the lips of mine and looked down, I continued to kiss her face.

“Dammit. I have to pick it up,” Hayley said.

“No, you don’t.” I brought her lips back to mine.

“It could be from the hospital. Maybe it’s urgent.” She pulled her mouth away from mine and picked up her phone.

The moment her eyes glanced up at the screen, a look of panic gripped her face, Hayley jumped off the counter and out of my reach.

"Bloody hell! Holy shit,” she said, startled.

"What is it?” I asked, watching her face.

“It’s Scott!” She replied euphorically. I rolled my eyes. She answered. “Hey… Hey honey. How are you?” Hayley clumsily dressed her jacket, I buttoned my shirt watching it in disgust.

Hayley paced back and forth talking to that guy, I leaned against the counter, and crossed my arms.

"No, I’m not in the hospital. I am at home. Yes I know.” Hayley was answering restless the things he was saying.

"You what?” She raised her voice. “Oh my god this is… Awesome! I’m very happy to hear that. I can not wait too, okay? Sure… I will. Just let me know, alright?… I love you too, bye.”

I shuddered in disgust as I heard her say those words to him.

I kept my eyes on her hoping she would turn to me. When Hayley looked at me, there was a look of panic on her face. It was like the realization of what we are doing was coming to her.

“He’s coming to New York. He is going to stay with me for a week until he get back to London and finish our wedding preparations.”

"I can not believe…” I cursed the guy just for the daring to want to come here. I stopped talking when I saw how nervous she was. “Hayley—”

“My fiance called me, and I was kissing my ex! I was betraying him with you, we almost… ” She shook her head, running a hand through her blond hair. “I can not believe I did this with him!”

“You’re not sorry for the kiss, are you?”

She was silent, agitated, but silent.

I approached and she pulled away.

“It was damn good kiss, I do not regret any second and I’m sure you do not either”

“I should not do that! I’m about to get married! That was wrong,” she said.

"We were almost… You wanted it too, if that… If this pathetic guy had not called, I’m sure we’d be doing other things” I said angrily at her.

Now she was denying it again, she was coming back and acting as if nothing had happened, like she should not have kissed me.

“I just opened my heart to you and your reaction was to respond to my kiss and that’s wrong?” I said, but she was anxious, running one of her hands on her hair and looking widely at the floor.

“I accepted him. Kamilah, I’ve been with him a long time. We… He makes me happy. I’m engaged with a guy who loves me, I’m getting married in a few months. I should not even be here. So, please…” She looked at me with eyes full of tears, that broke my heart. “Can we forget what happened?”

“What?!“

“You’re always going to be a special person to me, but you’ve been in my past, and Scott… He’s my present and my future.”

“But… I love you.” I said those words that remained choked in my throat for a long time. Hayley’s eyes widened and I could see more tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I-I… H-Have to go.” Hayley walked quickly into the living room to get her purse.

“Hayley—” I tried to reach for her to wrap my arms around her, but she pulled away.

Hayley walked to the door and in a heartbeat I was in front of her.

“I let you in. I fucking let you in and you completely destroyed me.” Hayley stopped and lifted her face to look at me, crying. “You are not going to do that again” She said.

“I’m in love for you, I’m not trying to destroy you. I’m trying to get you back. I want you back. I know you love me too, that kiss was the proof that I was waiting for so long.”

"I have to go. Thank you for dinner.” She turned away from me and hurried out the door, I could reach her, but she needed space, the only thing that was going through my head was that she had kissed me too, which meant she felt something. Which meant that I might still have an chance.

Hayley’s pov

Mount Sinai Hospital. May 15th, 20h30 PM

I paced back and forth with countless thoughts at once in my head.

I stopped to see Lily smirking at me, sitting on my oak table in my hospital office.

"It was nothing, it was just a kiss,” I said trying to convince myself.

“Or maybe not,” Lily said with her mouth full of Cheetos.

I ignored her and continued walking thoughtfully.

“It did not mean anything, it was just something… Involuntary. She’s… She’s an attractive, very attractive woman. Anyone would want to kiss her too. Do not you agree?”

“Kamilah is really hot, af” Lily agreed.

“And it was a very good kiss, but it will not happen again, I will not get close to Kamilah again. She makes me feel anxious and my head spin, and that’s no good.”

“No good at all” Lily smirked to me.

“Stop Lily”

“I’m not doing anything.” She laughed.

“You are. I know what you are going to say, but I cheated Scott, that was so wrong. He’s so sweet, how could I do that to him? God, I feel awful and there’s Kamilah, she’s gorgeous, she comes to me and says all those things I’ve waited years to hear, saying that she loves me and wants me back… I’m confused and feeling even worse.“

“Maybe you wanted that kiss tho” Lily said. I looked at her and she was smiling. “Maybe you wanted Kamilah that night. Do you know what I think?”

“What?” I stopped.

“If you want to hear my opinion, the thing is… I think you still love Kamilah, but you were resentful for all these years, and that’s ok because she really did not a good job as your girlfriend. But she adore you, she is regretted and up for change, she loves you. You both love each other, but you guys are two stubborn heads. If you really loved Scott so much as you say you would not cheat him as you did.”

“It was an accident!”

“A really good one, right?” She smirked.

“Lily! You are not helping here!”

“Think about this, ok? Kamilah… She is good with contracts, negotiations and make money, but her forte is not relantionships. But you still love her and you know that.”

“Lily, this is an absurd. I don’t love Kamilah. Not anymore. It was just a kiss, and it’s not going to happen again”

“Are going to deny this until when? You are really up to continue with this weeding?” Lily sighed.

“You are my bridesmaid! You should encourage me and support me with this!”

“I’m your best friend and I’m saying that you are blind and doing something that you think is right, but I really think you are making a mistake. But is your life and your choices and this meant to be forever.”

I sighed and I sat on my chair.

“I’m team Kamilah, ok? Don’t be mad with me” She said. “Scott… He is nice, but Kamilah is Kamilah.”

“I’m not supposed to be confused like this months away from my wedding. I know it was going to be hard coming back, but Kamilah… She is on my past.”

“Hayley, stop being so stubborn. When are going to realize that your happiness is in front of you?”

“Lily!”

“Alright, alright. You do what you think it’s best. Independent of your decision, I will be there on the altar with you. With Whoever you choose” She jumped up from the table.

I smiled at my best friend.

"Thank you”

“Are you going to tell Scott what happened?” Lily asked looking directly into my eyes.

I moistened my lips.

“I don’t know yet.”

“Well, whatever you decide, I’ll be here by your side. Think of what I said.” Lily walked past me and closed the door behind her, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

May 17th, Airport

I waited patiently around countless people around me. I got his texts saying that he was coming today. It was only a matter of minutes before he emerged from the gates.

"Oh God. What am I doing? "I said to myself eagerly.

How I would look into his eyes after all this. a part of me wanted to apologize, wanted to go back to London and continue to follow my life with the man I was engaged to. Another part of me, the part that I desperately tried to hide and deny, yearned for Kamilah’s mouth and kisses. Wanted Kamilah. I had a one-way ticket to hell as the worst bride ever.

In that moment of torment and chaos I barely noticed when a hand touched my shoulder, I looked up and saw that smile and bright blue eyes. It was him.

"Hayley?” Scott said softly.

When you’re tired and lose a little of your impulse control and kiss your crush–

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CH1: (Part 2) 

“Very well then” she stood up, dusted her dress and grabbed the tray. “Come with me then”

I stared at her surprised, “Where are we going?

"To give you a grand tour of course, you are staying here am I mistaken?” she said from the doorway. She paused and considered me for a moment. Her eyes scanned me from head to toe and shook her head. “You probably need to change to something else”

“What’s wrong with my clothes?”

“No, nothing. It’s very pretty just anachronistic, they’d be curious. I have a dress, I think we’re almost about the same size”

She sighed again and placed the tray on a nearby chair. She approached the closet just beside the bed and picked out a wonderful purple dress.

“You think I’m pretty?” I sheepishly smiled at her. Eleanor was taken aback, a blush spreading quickly on her cheeks and reddening her ears.

“I said your clothes are pretty-”

“So… you don’t think I’m pretty?” I pushed her further. I could see her grow brightly pink. She huffed and turned away.

“I didn’t say that! It’s just been ages since-”

“Since what? Since you’ve-”

Eleanor’s lips tugged into a smile and you watched, Eleanor is really beautiful. I watched her tuck a stray hair behind her reddened ears. “Never mind, it’s not important. Hannah, if you must know… unlike me… my siblings doesn’t know that they are- dead. Will you promise me not to tell them?” she said softly, brushing a hand against the soft fabric of the cloth she held.

I felt Eleanor’s sincerity from her words. It pang my heart to hear that she’s keeping this burden to herself. Her face turned from melancholic to a soft smile. “I think this would look perfect on you, Hannah”

I took the dress from her and kept an eye on her as she walked to the other side of the room. “I’ll turn around so you could get dressed.”

Clenching the clothes in my hand. What are you hiding Eleanor? I thought to myself.

I slowly unzipped my pants and pulled my shirt over my head. I placed them folded on the bed. I watched Eleanor from the corner of her eyes. She was staring at the door and then to the side, her arms tightly crossed over her chest.

“How long have you been like this with them?” I said. Putting my right arm inside the dress and then next my left and slowly pulling it down until it cascaded just down my ankle.

“Time seems to have stopped in the manor. I’ve lost track of it…”

I hummed in understanding. I went back to fixing my dress and stopped as soon as I realized that the zipper got caught.

“Eleanor?”

“Yes, Hannah?” she softly replied, yet I could observe that her body tensed.

“Could you help me, I think the zipper got stuck” I chuckled. Trying to lighten the mood. She approached me and mumbled for me to turn around. I could feel her fingers tracing the lining and embroidery of the dress, it felt weird yet I think I liked it. She slowly closed the dress up but without grazing her fingers on my back. I shivered at the sensation.

“There” she said. I turned around to face her. I could see her eyes glistening with excitement.

“How do I look?” shyly I asked. A crimson blush spread through my cheeks.

“You look beautiful, Hannah” Eleanor quickly turned, flustered. “L-let’s head down to the parlor.” With that I followed her to meet the other Waverly siblings. I walked with her, pacing her strides but before we reached the parlor, she stopped and turned to me.

“Do you still remember our talk?” she asked.

“I know, Eleanor. But may I ask why you haven’t told them any of this yet?”

She looked at me in shock and then in distress “How could I possibly?” she said rather furiously at me. I took a step back hands raised in front of me as if I was trying to calm her down. She stopped and regarded me. Her expression softened as she turned to look away.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be crossed with you. But the truth is, I don’t know how I could tell them. They’re only children, they wouldn’t understand… I don’t want them to be burdened by it. Sometimes ignorance is… bliss. I look at them every day, see their smiles in their faces… How… I don’t want to see them in despair” she inhaled deeply and exhaled, her hand rested at the parlor door handle. “You can stay, for as long as you need to. But, Hannah… I beg you, please spare them the pain. Don’t talk about the world beyond these walls and where you came from…”

Sighing, I agreed. “How?”

“We need some story to fit you in…” She bit her thumb thinking. After a few seconds her eyes lit up. “I know! You’re their new governess!”

“Governess?”

“Have you any experience in teaching and such?” she looked at me, clearly worried.

“I have… babysat in high school but I don’t think-”

“Perfect! It won’t be difficult, you’ll see. Simon is the youngest and I think he’ll be the only one who needs watching. Clarissa and Thomas on the other hand are fifteen and thirteen respectively. They’re old enough to look after themselves.”

“Alright”

“Are you ready?”

“Ready as I will ever be…” Eleanor spared me a glance before opening the doors to the parlor.

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I think they didn’t do justice to the THOBM Story from Choices. So I’m doing a fanfiction of what could have been and oh the possibilities! Stopped using my wattpad so I’m transferring all my  choices stories here on tumblr. 

Summary: Hannah (MC) was visited by the ghost of his dead brother, the only solution: visit Braidwood Manor.

CH1: Curiosity Could Kill (Part1) (Part2)

Hannah

I couldn’t believe my eyes. I rubbed them eagerly trying to clear the hallucination in front of me. But to no avail, she was still there. She looked at me keenly at first, her dark brown eyes observing me from head to toe, but then they soften and a small welcoming smile finally emerges from her young fair face. She looked no older than seventeen. She’s beautiful, yet I feel that it was the understatement of the century.

I watched her move about, placing a tray on the vanity table just across the room. She wore a very distinct dress from a bygone era; the dress-a deep wine color- starts from her neck, elegantly framing her slender body and curving her waist properly, it falls down short of her ankles where her boots started.

“W-who?” I stutter. Barely managing to compose a proper question. The tray clattered softly as she placed a jar of what seems to be sugar on top of it. She paused her movements of stirring the cup of tea she prepared and heave a sigh.

I observed her when she placed the spoon back on the tray, turning to me.

“I hope you like tea” she softly said, handing me a cup perched on a small porcelain platter. With hesitation and trembling hands; I reached for the cup.

“Don’t be afraid” she said softly, turning her gaze away from me. “I won’t hurt you” the lady whispered. My fingers accidentally brushed against her; I felt her skin, they were cold as ice.

I took a big gulp of the tea she prepared, wincing as I managed to scald my tongue.

She seemed to have noticed my mistake.

“Careful, it’s still hot- fresh from the stove” she brushed a napkin over my lips as the tea trickled on the side. I froze. Afraid. Nervous.

“I- I’m sorry” I held her gaze for a moment before she shyly spun away.

I managed to get my composure back and held her hand in place. “It’s alright, and thank you for the tea…” she stared back at me. “Where you the one…?” I trailed off, hoping she would finish the thought that passed on my lips.

Eleanor simply nodded. “I don’t look like it but I did carry you back up here after my brother Simon- he didn’t mean too”

“R-right. He just gave me a bit of a scare that’s all… I was wondering downstairs and my pack went missing, I didn’t know that he would show up. He… he did leave some toys for me to follow” I swallowed remembering the incident. The manor was creepy, I could attest to that and to see toys suddenly coming out of nowhere, it freaked me out. But I couldn’t possibly admit it to her. It’d be embarrassing. I could feel my cheeks heat from humiliation. “W-who are you, exactly?”

She studied me for a moment, probably contemplating on what to say to me next. Hopefully, I won’t freak out from the answer she’s going to give. I could feel my heart hammering against my chest, probably because I knew in myself the answer. I just have to confirm it. I watched her, waiting for an answer. As the silence was stretching, I become more defeated to get an answer.

Then, my host parted her lips to speak. “My name is Eleanor…” she said. “Eleanor Waverly”

I quaff the contents of the cup in one go, I knew it! But now that I think about it… I could feel the hairs on my neck stand up. “You- you’re that Eleanor Waverly?”

She grimaced, a pained expression latches on her face. She nodded slowly in confirmation. “It must be a shock for you to talk to someone who’s supposed to not exist anymore… I know you must’ve hundreds of questions”

“Yeah, I do.”

“But I ask you to be patient with me, I don’t know a lot but I will answer what I can”

I contemplated her words for a moment and nodded. “I understand, I probably should hold off the questions for a much better circumstance then” I gave her a soft smile and she smiled in return.

“I’m Hannah, by the way” I extended a hand to her, she regarded it for a minute before giving in and shaking them. Her hands are really cold.

“Are you really a ghost?”

“You could say that, I guess that’s what I am to your kind. But-” she paused taking the empty cup from my hands “-but I don’t feel like a ghost”

I played with my hands, hearing the melancholy off of her voice. “What do you feel like, then?” I treaded slowly.

I could see hesitation in her eyes. “I feel like the same, when I was still alive, yet there’s this empty feeling. I don’t know. It’s a lingering sensation that I’m missing something or might’ve taken a wrong turn. Like I’m lost… Forgotten”

“This house, it’s like a memory of its former self, one day I just woke up- to find that we’re back here” She walked towards the vanity desk and assembled the tray, preparing to leave. I stood up walking to towards the window, wondering when I was. If she said this was a memory then whose memory is it?

I squinted my eyes towards the tree. I could see a shadow looming over there, slowly I moved to get a closer look only to fall back as I see my brother’s eyes glaring back at me. I tripped backwards causing Eleanor to rush towards me. She looked at the window for a brief second, understanding flashed across her expression.

“I see why you’ve come…”

I was still trembling, he’s here and he’s watching me. I could feel him closer than before. Where the hell am I?

“I-I…” I tried to reply but she shushed me. She rested an arm around my waist and helped me up and sit on the chair adjacent the mirror.

I took a big nervous gulp, and looked at my hands trying to stop them from trembling. Eleanor did something unexpected and rested her hands over mine. “You’re being haunted even before you set foot in the manor”

“Y-yes. And I-I wanted to know more about life and death… about ghost”

“You… wanted to meet me?” she shook her head. “Aren’t you afraid to be here? I don’t think you’ll find your answer here, Hannah. You clearly thought of a senseless idea.” she said, clearly with distress in her voice.

“No, Eleanor! It may have been a crazy-senseless- whatever you think of this idea, but I need to know. I have to know. I went here to get answers and to know you and your siblings. To know about your world, otherwise…” I hesitated, looking back at the window for a moment. “I promise I won’t be a bother” I held her gaze for as long as I can before Eleanor sighed.

“Very well then” she stood up, dusted her dress and grabbed the tray. “Come with me then”

—-

Pearl has been troubled and avoiding everyone all day – something Rose doesn’t realize until she return from her date with Greg. Eventually, Rose manages to get her to open up… She hadn’t had any idea that Pearl felt so hurt when she dated humans.

Based on the prompt “jealousy.” Words: 2,944 Characters: Pearl, Rose Pairing: Pearlrose

Meet Bloodbound’s vampire queen, Kamilah! 😍

The Royal Romance meets The Crown and The Flame! For the sake of a new peace, Kenna must choose between contenders for her future king or queen. Ships: (Eventual Kenna/Raydan, Kenna/Diavolos, Kenna/Val, Kenna/Annelyse, Kenna/Tevan, Kenna/Dominic) (Eventual Underlying Sei/Dominic, Will/Dominic, Val/Annelyse, Zenobia/Tevan, Rowan/Kai)

Thanks for all the feedback from part 1! :) Love you guys! Word Count: 2291

Will Jackson stood outside Kenna’s door, waiting for her to finally come out. “You done deciding what to wear?” he groaned. Frankly he completely disagreed with this whole situation. It was unfair for all parties, especially for the contenders. Why couldn’t the people just accept that their queen had fought for them for so long and she deserved to love whom she pleased whenever she wanted to.

“I can’t decide.” a muffled voice came from the door.

He scoffed. Oh great. “My queen, you could be wearing peasant clothes and they would still love you, as long as you are not late.”

He heard some ruffling before she opened the door, with the small handmaiden they had just hired trying to convince to come back inside. She was wearing her armor. For the gods sake you are a queen, can you not afford a dress? “Ready?” he sighed with a small smile. Who was he kidding, this suited her.

“As ready as I’ll ever be. What comes first?”

“The presentation of suitors and their gifts. And the game. You have picked out the first game, right?” Will said calmly as he walked by her side towards the throne room.

“I have something in mind…Is Raydan back yet? Any word from Dom? And I have not seen Val yet.” Kenna said, trying to hide the concern in her voice. She had not seen her spymaster, weapons master, or her best friend since she made her decision. Would she have loved to hear what they thought about the whole situation. Well, that was a partial lie, she had no excitement for one person to know of her situation.

“No, no and actually I have not seen Val…” Will replied as his eyebrows scrunched together in thought. He had not heard back from Dom… He could only pray that this was not because of a potential courter for him.

“Very well then, we shall do this with or without them.” Kenna said, unable to hide her nervousness anymore. How bad could it be? She just had to play this game for a few weeks, and then choose who she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Easy. But what if she did not want any of them? What if she wanted someone else? No. She had to do what was best for her kingdom, and this was it.

Before they entered to meet the awaiting the crowd Will clasped a hand on her shoulder. With sincerity lining his voice he said, “Whoever you chose or do not choose Kenna, the people will still love you. You are still their queen, and no consort will change that if you do not allow it. Listen to your heart.”

Kenna could not muster to say words in fear that her thoughgs would come out. Instead she just nodded with a thin smile before she followed Will Jackson into the throne room.

“I present Queen Kenna of Stormholt.” Will boomed as he stood tall. He loved this part.

Cheers filled the room from all who were present for the beloved queen. Kenna smiled as she walked through and sat on her throne. Her eyes scanned the room, looking for anyone.

The room was quickly filled with silence as Kenna started to speak. “We shall begin with Fydoria.”

Aurynn stepped forward shyly and with a curtsie said, “From our kingdom, we present you King Tevan.”

Cheers from Fydorian soldier filled the room with claps and wolf-whistles. Tevan strutted forward pride in his eyes and he bowed.

“My queen, I give you a cape made with the finest silk in your colors.” He held out a gorgeous blue cape, right for her size, with a silver lining.

Kenna was pleased. She didn’t have a cape in her wardrobe yet. “Thank you, King Tevan.” She nodded toward Will and he passed it to one of the soldiers standing next to him.

Tevan held her gaze once more as he moved to stand on her other side. Nailed it.

“Next we have Thorngate.”

A Thorngate foot soldier came forward and wrung out, “We present to you, Queen Rowan.”

Kenna’s eyes widened for a moment at this words before she put a smile on her face. I guess I will have a thorn in my side during this process.

Rowan pushed forward a dipped her head without any sort of reverence. What? They were both queens and they were equal.

“I give you weapons, made out of thorns, free of charge this time.” she mumbled the last part but the message was still clear for Kenna.

“Thank you queen Rowan.” She watched as Rowan took the liberty to have her soldier carefully give the weapons to the Stormholt ones. She held back a sigh as she heard one yelp from pricking their thumb.

Kenna’s attention was then drawn to Noa as he trudged forward. He seemed excited.

“From Erimel, we give you, my sister…Kai.” Noa said unenthusiastically.

Kai strode forward, a smile on her face as she bowed. She started rather confidently and loudly, “Queen Kenna, pleasure to see you again! I give you a strong boat fit for a Queen who wants to spend her spare time sailing.”

“Thank you Kai.” Kenna said warmly as she looked up at Jackson. Where would they put a boat? Who knew, she was grateful for the gift anyway. She looked backed to see some of Kai’s friends pulling a small boat towards them. Oh shoot, where would they put a boat? She took in a deep breath and said quickly, “Guards, please show them the way towards the uh…” She shared a look with Will who also had no idea where to put a boat, “Um…oh yes…the garden.” Well, it wasn’t much of a garden anyway after all the battles that had happened here.

Kai held back a laugh as she went and stood beside Rowan. But suddenly something caught her attention. Rowan was beautiful…Oh no.

Will watched as they went to try and fit the boat in the garden before he announced, “Next we have Aurelia.”

Annelyse walked forward, her eyes never leaving Kenna as her guard announced. “We present to you, our ruler, Annelyse.”

Annelyse’s smile was as warm and bright as anything she had ever known as her gaze locked with Kenna’s.

Kenna could not help but smile when she realized her dear friend was here. She nodded as Annelyse curtsied with elegance and said smoothly as if her voice was honey, “Kenna Rys, my gift to you is a gold necklace made by Aurelians.” She stuck her hands out, which present a simple, but gorgeous string with a sapphire in the middle. Kenna did not need flashy, she was fine the way she was now.

Kenna took the necklace and said with warmth in her voice, “Thank you, Annelyse.” She did not give the necklace to Will to hold. She almost considered putting it around her neck right then until Will nudged, indicating that she had to hand it over to be fair to the other suitors. She did so, but with some caution, as if once it will touch someone else’s fingers it would dissipate.

Annelyse stood up straight and strode to stand next to Kailani. She was a bit proud of herself, but she still felt butterflies in her stomach.

“May the presenters and the suitor from the Blackspine Mountains come forward.” Will said, but suddenly his voice faltered as he saw Sei and Dom come forward. Please be Sei. Kill two birds with one stone.

Sei hesitated before she straightened herself and said, “From our tribe we give you Dominic Hunter, your ambassador.” She quickly looked away and stepped back, not bearing to see what was going to happen in front of her. Lucky her Will, she did not get to see the pain filling his eyes as well.

Dom stepped forward confidently a bowed comically as he said, “Queen Kenna, it is my pleasure to give you this tapestry, signifying the start of a friendship between the tribe and kingdom.” He held up the cloth that showed two dragons next to a woman wearing a crown and holding the sword. It wasn’t his idea, but he had to admire the artistry. He met her gaze and winked. She was gorgeous.

Kenna seemed pleased and said softly, “Thank you Dom”

The tapestry was passed and Will let out a cough and said with almost some bitterness from the events that had just transpired, “May the Foundry come forward and present their suitor.”

Whitlock scurried forward and said rather quickly, “So uh, we were kind of busy so… I give you, uh, Valentina Greaves!”

Some gasps came from the Stormholt soldiers as they saw their weapons master come forward in a red dress. Kenna would be lying if she was holding one back too.

Val took in a deep breath and said rather awkwardly, with no formal acknowledgement of the queen, “Uh…from the Foundry…we give you this–wait Whitlock what is this thing?” She turned back to Whitlock as he coughed, “Moving jewelry box.”

She didn’t seem to catch that as she said, “Whatever this thing-a-mbob.” Her hands were shaking as she presented a box and opened it. Out sprung a mechanical butterfly that flew around before landing back in the back. Kenna couldn’t help but smile at the gift and reassured Val, “I love it Val, thank you.”

Val gulped and nodded, trudging towards the line of suitors. Annelyse reached for her hands behind Dom and gave her fingers a squeeze with a reassuring smile. Annelyse would not bring other suitors down for her advantage, especially since Val was her friend.

Will sighed, this is great. He quickly faced towards the room and said, “May Abanthus come forward and present their suitor.”

Zenobia, Adder, and Diavolos walked forward, almost in unison before stopping. There was a look of hesitation from Adder until she noticed she wasn’t the only one hiding something. She followed Zenobia’s gaze and much to her surprise she saw it painfully locked on Tevan. Serves her right, I suppose.

Zenobia regained her composure as she announced coolly, “From Abanthus we give you Prince Diavolos.”

Diavolos walked forward, exuding confidence. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous right now. He kneeled before Kenna as he said shakily, “My Queen…” he gazed into her eyes that showed no hints of judgement–he then continued rather smoothly from there, “I give you my sword.” Will tensed and almost stepped forward as Diavolos pulled out his sword and presented it to Kenna. He only stepped back when he realized the Nevrakis was not trying to kill her.

Kenna was rather surprised, well, speechless really. His sword? Well, she could give it back to him later. “Thank you, Prince Diavolos, I am honored.” She said as she nodded towards Wil.

Diavolos dipped his head before walking confidently to stand next to Val.

“Last but not least…Marossi.” Will said with exhaustion as he handed Kenna goblet of water to drink.

Lia bounded forward with Jorrin following behind. “Hello! Thank you for inviting us, this is really lovely.” The girl was beaming, she could have talked all day if she wanted to, it was only until Jorrin nudged her that she remembered what they were here for. “Oh yes! Well, here’s a nice story! I present to you, the new noble… Lord Raydan.”

Kenna was cool until that moment. Until that moment she was fine. At that moment she was drinking water, which was a bad thing to do when you were going to be surprised. So could she be blamed for almost killing herself by choking on water? No.

Once Will saw what had happened he came forward and rubbed her back. “Are you okay my Queen?” He was shocked as well, but he had prayed this would hold together.

Kenna nodded as she tried to regain her composure. Her eyes never left Raydan as he went forward rather shyly, avoiding making eye contact with the whispering crowd. He was not wearing his usual black attire that kept them in the shadows. He, by kingdom tradition, wore Marossi’s colors. All attention was brought to the raven haired man in white, light blue, and silver.

Traitor

Spy

Scoundrel

Bastard

All Raydan had to do was focus on her. It all went by slowly as he finally made his way toward her. He was speechless as well for a moment before he bowed a placed a kiss on her hand. He decided to ignore the excited squeal from Lia too as he finally found his words. He took in a deep breath before saying, “Kenna Rys…no flower from any corner of the world rivals your beauty. They are too temporary to rival you… I give you seeds from the gardens of Marossi in hopes that the bond between all of our nations will blossom. I know it is not much, or as…lasting as the other gifts, but I hope you enjoy it. ” From his back he pulled the same flowers he gave her that night in Aurelia with a white sack heavy with seeds.

Kenna could not stop the smile spreading onto her face. All this time and he still found a way to surprise her. “Thank you, Lord Raydan.”

Raydan nodded as he strode to stand next to Diavolos who scoffed. The spymaster’s gaze met his sister’s who was smirking rather proudly. She was enjoying this, wasn’t she.

Summary: As the wedding celebrations began, Annelyse starts to wonder what could have been, showing Kenna an unusual side of her.

Author’s note: This is my first ever contribution to the fandom and to #ChoicesCreates prompt 21. I was not sure of posting this but I couldn’t help myself. I’ve seen little KennaxAnnelyse material and wanted to share some of my love for this pairing. Thank you @hollyashton and @catsrtheboss for hosting #ChoicesCreates it’s truly amazing. I hope you all like it!. (Sorry in advance if I missed any typos or errors. English is not my first language) 

The Aftermath (Kenna x Annelyse) 

 Annelyse walked around in the throne room, watching with a smile just as Val started drinking a whole barrel of Skullcracker Ale encouraged by the cheers of the soldiers. 

 After the wedding ceremony, glee, joy, dancing and drinking were seen everywhere in the castle. 

The Aurelian’s eyes drifted to the window, it was the happiest she had been ever since the war started. And it had been a long, long time ago. Annelyse sighed, even if it was all over now, she couldn’t help but wonder how things would have turned out if they were to be other way.

‘What if Kenna hadn’t forgiven me that day at the forest’. She thought to herself.

'What if she hadn’t returned from Thorngate' 

‘What if she hadn’t defeated Azura' 

'What if Luther had succeeded on killing her after the battle' 

Annelyse shook her head, she should be enjoying the festivities instead of worrying about things that never happened.

But she couldn’t help it. 

She wouldn’t be standing there if they had been reality. 

“I sense something is troubling you?”. Raydan appeared at her side, causing the Aurelian to yelp in surprise. “My gods Raydan! You scared me!”.

“My apologies, your highness”. He laughed. “But in all seriousness, I’m pretty sure something is distracting you today. A few hours ago you were buzzing in excitement and now … well, I can say I recognize when your smile is genuine or not”. Raydan turned his sight to where the Aurelian’s was, spotting Kenna talking with Jackson not far away. “You can talk to me Annelyse, that’s what friends are for”. 

“Pfft don’t worry”. The raven haired let out a snort. “I just wanted to regain my energies before going to the dance floor. Even I get tired sometimes.”. Annelyse brushed it off. 

Knowing his friend, Raydan decided not to push the topic any further. Facing an angry Annelyse could be pretty scary most of the time. “In that case then, you should return to the party. Sei has a gift for you after that 'contest’ you two had in our way back to Stormholt. A barrel of Ember Wine is waiting for us”. Annelyse smiled. “Raydan dear”. The Aurelian put a hand on his shoulder. “Who said I wanted to share with you?”. 

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As the sun set over the fields of Stormholt, Kenna walked through the doors of the throne room. Spotting a familiar woman covered in gold, a mischievous grin appeared in her face. “Has my Queen been enjoying the party?”. Kenna asked, making her way towards her wife before wrapping her arms around Annelyse’s waist. The Aurelian turned to face the warrior, hands resting on the other woman’s shoulders. “It got a little boring without you, darling”. 

“I’m sorry it took so long but I know just the thing to make it worth your while”. Annelyse raised an eyebrow. “And what is it?”.

“My wedding gift for you, now follow me”. Kenna took her hand, admiring for a second the golden circlet that rested on her finger. “Come”. The brunette guided them out of the celebration, walking between the corridors of the castle until they reached the door to a certain place. Their chambers. 

“Close your eyes and don’t open them until I say so”. Kenna said, making sure her wife did as she told her. The hero of the Five Kingdoms stepped inside helping the Aurelian before closing the doors behind them. “Ready?”. Annelyse nodded. “You can look now”. 

The Aurelian opened her eyes, taking in the sight before her. Their chambers had changed almost completely. Bed decorations, tables, mirrors … everything. “I hoped you would like this. When we were talking about redecorating in Lykos you said you wanted to try saffron … I added gold so you won’t miss Aurelia when we’re here”. Kenna looked around, proud. 

“I … Kenna, it’s beautiful”. 

“Do you like it?”. 

“Yes, yes it’s wonderful!”. 

“I’m glad, I thought this could cheer you up”. Annelyse turned to the Queen, a smile on her face alongside a questioning look. Before the raven haired could ask what she meant, Kenna continued. “I talked with Raydan not long ago. He said you were acting strangely when I left. And with good reason he decided to tell me”. Kenna stepped closer, lacing their fingers together. “I want to know what’s troubling my Queen”. She spoke, almost a whisper.

Annelyse sighed, looking up. “Okay, okay. You got me”. The Aurelian sat on their bed, Kenna looking at her expectantly. “I know I’m not being my usual cheerful and optimistic self, it’s something silly, not really important”. 

“It is. It is worrying you. And whatever bothers you, Annelyse, is important to me”. 

The Aurelian smiled, Kenna knew what to say in the right time, always. “I know this kind of thoughts shouldn’t be clouding my mind, specially in our wedding day. But I’ve been wondering how things would’ve turned out if we had taken other decisions. Like, what if I hadn’t kissed you when we first met-”. 

“You mean, when I kissed you?”. Kenna asked, a grin appearing in her face. “Yes, when you kissed me”. Annelyse chuckled, her face turning serious a second after. “I have found friends rather than just allies, I have traveled more than I could imagine I would, I had fun even if we were facing a war. This is the happiest I’ve ever been, my love, but my mind just kept drifting away thinking what if you hadn’t forgiven me when I betrayed you or what if Diavolos hadn’t helped you when Luther tried to kill you a few days ago. What if you had died when Dom burned you by accident, that day Kenna … when I saw you, so fragile, Whitlock and I thought you wouldn’t make it and that scared me!. What if I had taken the wrong decisions, we wouldn’t be here-”. 

Kenna’s soft laughter interrupted the Aurelian. Annelyse frowned, punching Kenna in the arm. “Ouch”. 

“I don’t get what’s so funny to you”. The raven haired woman crossed her arms. Kenna laughed again. “I laugh because you worry over something pointless. But if it makes you feel better, I’ve thought about those things too”. The Queen looked down, still smiling. 

“You have?”. Kenna nodded. “I was talking with Dom about that. You said it yourself, this is the happiest we’ve been in a long time that it almost doesn’t feel real”. The brunette took a deep breath.

“Annelyse the decisions we’ve made, I don’t regret them. I’ve said it a thousand times, when you betrayed me I knew your reasons, I wasn’t mad. I chose to give us a chance because I felt something could happen between us and look where we are now”. Kenna explained. “It wasn’t hard to decide, I had friends, I had you to help me figure it all out. And yes, we might have risked our lives because of them but if Leon gave me a wise advice it was that a Queen should never question her decisions. So don’t think about the past and what could have been, my love. There is no what if, just think about the present and what will be”.

Kenna brushed a strand of black hair out of the Aurelian’s face. Their eyes made contact and Kenna smiled, leaning in to leave a soft kiss on her wife’s lips. “I don’t want you to worry about that, or anything. I just want you to enjoy this moment, with me”.

 Annelyse pressed their foreheads together. “You and your charming words”. They both smiled, leaning in to share a kiss before getting lost on each other’s bodies. 

 What if …