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𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 ; a  study  in  resentment  towards   parental figures , a girl who fell in love with art and found the beauty in it . with  bloodied fists and a slew of curse words . protect your heart it’s already suffered enough . a girl who never shied away from speaking her mind . the girl who took solace in the world of drugs and alcohol to numb her own pain . TRIGGER HEAVY BLOG . PROCEED WITH CAUTION . alcoholism , drug abuse / addiction , sex , violence , mental illness , weapons & much more . pisces . 24 . she / her . MINOR’S DNI .

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“  you think everyone fucking deserves it these days,  ”  he stated, like he was in any position to talk. he was out there actively murdering innocent people on a daily basis, just because ares wanted him to. this wasn’t about him, though, this was all about hart and the fact that she was out there being fucking foolish because she didn’t have him anymore. she was acting out, and he had to deal with her antics on top of ensuring he kept another handful pleased as well. leave it to him to have two regular responsibilities he never fucking asked for.  “  shut the fuck up, i have no fucking choice when it comes to him,  ”  he sneered, narrowing his gaze at her. she loved to test his patience, had he been human, he could handle it, but his patience was near nonexistent as a vampire, especially one without any humanity.  “  why the fuck do you have a death wish ?  ”  he asked, shaking his head incredulously.  “  actually, don’t even answer that, because you’re just going to make yourself sound fucking pathetic.  ”  he didn’t really feel inclined to believe that she wasn’t going to go off and do something stupid, given the fact she literally just got pulled away from a bar fight.  “  you’re gross and wet, don’t make me carry you again.  ”

“  what’s your fucking point ? you’re out here acting like a little brat starting bar fights with random girls because you’re not happy,  ”  he stated, shaking his head in disbelief. he couldn’t leave her alone for a moment, she was reckless and endangering her life regularly. he narrowed his gaze at her words, a humorless laugh passing through his lips as she pointed out the fact that he was an emotionless, murderous monster of the night.  “  oh, haha. you’re so fucking funny,  ”  he retorted, the words flat and unimpressed. frankly, he didn’t really feel bad about the murders, he wasn’t the most emotional human to begin with, it really was a no brainer when it came to flipping that switch to save her. he just hadn’t fully anticipated the extent of her foolish antics that would follow his decision. dante couldn’t keep going around and trying to save her from every situation she got herself into, it’d raise concerns, but there he was, doing it anyways.  “  why ? so you can go do something fucking stupid again ? absolutely not. i’m taking you home, let’s go… and don’t try to fucking argue with me, i’m not in the mood.  ”

“  clearly, you do need me to save your ass if you’re going around getting into stupid barfights.  ”  he countered simply, rolling his eyes at her unnecessary dramatics. he wasn’t trying to be a full time babysitter on top of everything else, but he couldn’t turn away for more than a moment before she was going and getting herself into some type of trouble. dante knew she didn’t care much for getting pulled away from fights, but he also didn’t think any of her recent ones were really necessary, either. why was she so adamant on being reckless ? dante rolled his eyes at her words, arms folding across his chest after he’d set her down on her feet outside of the bar.  “  you can be as pissed as you want, princess. i don’t really care. stop doing stupid shit like this and i won’t have to pull you away from fights.  ”

we need to talk. those were heavy, terrifying words … —  words that were often followed by less than desirable news. his mind immediately went into panic mode at that, what could she have to say to him ? he felt a sick feeling settle into the pit of his stomach as his mind raced with all sorts of possibilities of what she was going to tell him. what did they need to talk about ? dante swallowed nervously, he wondered if she could see just how panicked he truly was. those were so not the first words he wanted to hear, and the way that she was acting only further confused him and made him wonder just how bad this was going to be. dante watched her closely, trying his best to keep himself as composed as he could, because he was worried about hart, too. she wasn’t acting like herself, she seemed distant and upset, that didn’t sit well with him. dante hesitantly stepped forward, keeping his gaze on hart. 

he did his best to remind himself to breathe, he wanted to do what he could to set aside his own feelings of panic so he was able to focus on hart and her needs. all he wanted to do was be able to support her and let her know that he was there for her, even if he had no idea what was actually going on at that moment. he took a few more steps until he was closer, gaze fixated on her as he tried to read her mind, get any idea of what it was that they needed to talk about that had her in a state like this.  “  baby, what’s wrong ?  ”  he asked, hand slowly reached out to rest against her cheek.  “  talk to me.  ”

hart never really saw herself as a mother, she never believed she could do it with her fucked up past and watching how badly her parents messed her up...she didn’t want to do that to a kid, an innocent life? she felt sick to her stomach and she’s not sure if that is the sickness from the pregnancy or from the fucking nerves. her eyes look back at him for a long moment, she’s playing how to say this in her mind, what do you even say? hey congrats you’re tied to me for at least eighteen years, if they even decided to keep it and even then this was something that would shake up an otherwise perfectly great relationship.

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“  seems like i’m always saving your ass.  ”

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it was a level anxiety she was not prepared for, she tried not to panic, keep a cool head because hey, it’s normal to be a little late but then a little late turns into a lot late and then a lot late turns into random spurts of sickness throughout the day. but no way in hell was she actually....nope, not even going to think of the word, not until she was sure like multiple tests sure and what felt like two hours of her googling other options for what it could be but it seemed as time went on the less she could really avoid the truth. the stupid little stick (of many) that sat on the bathroom counter repeating the same as the others, positive. she was royally fucked and though she’s trying not to panic right now there was that quick realization she had to share this news with dante the second he came home. what would he think? it’s not like they were actually ready for this and worse of all she’d been avoiding this conversation with him for a few days now, she needed to be sure and now she was.