#abductam

she could have probably said something beyond sarcastic. maybe even a little bit rude but as her irises looked up at him, she found herself speechless. for the first time since shutting him out, charlie didn’t know what to say to him. in that very moment she wanted lightly rest her hand on against his cheek. to let him back in & tell him that it was going to be okay. that he was going to be forgiven. but it wasn’t that easy. it was NEVER that easy especially when it came to them. at one point in their relationship it would have been that easy but time changes people & they were no longer the S A M E people that they use to be. pain had caused them to change. fear caused them to change. there was so many factors in their relationship’s DEMISE. her features soften as she let out a breathe that she hadn’t took notice that she was holding in her chest. ❝ you have, paul. ❞ her voice surprised herself as she found words. not the words that she had REALLY wanted to say but they would do for now. ❝ at least you finally figured it out. maybe redemption is POSSIBLE for you. ❞

                    ( & @dupliicatam )

she was unsure how she ended up with him, ( but she didn't mind, honestly she missed it) but everytime she looked over at him, her heart raced. a feeling that no one has ever given her. a smile twitched at the corner of her lips as her feet led her to the bed. her body craved another HIT but her heart refused to leave the room. she should have told him that it was a bad idea. after all, he told her that he thought they should start over as F R I E N D S. she wanted to agree to that. she would just for HIM. though he was the one to asked her to come to bed & there was no way that she could tell him no. not after making her way to the bed. not after looking into his eyes. her teeth took in her bottom lip as her knee lifted and pushed down on the matress as she made her way under the blankets. she ignored the shaking feeling that rushed over her entire body. her arm came under her head as she moved onto her side, her irises never adverting from his, the warmth that filled her heart was enough to let her know that there was no other place she rather be, ❝ thought you'd never ask. ❞ her voice was quiet & gentle as her hand reached up, brushing her fingers through his blonde hair.

she had been drinking which resulting her poor decisions to go track down paul. she should have been avoiding him. giving herself time to think, to go over everything that had happened in graceland. that had happened between the two of them. but the alcohol that had consumed over the past two hours were clogging up her thought process. her heart was steadily beating against her lungs, against her rib cage as she stood in front of the door. she had made the unwise decison of drunkenly texting him & showing up at his apartment. she wouldn't be surprised of this ended in him telling her that drinking wasn't going to solve anything. like she didn't already know that. she knew it. she just went against it for the night. probably wouldn't have happened if the case she had working on didn't crash & burn around her. as she used one knuckle to knock on the door, she backed away like she had suddenly figured out what she was doing was a horrible idea. but her feet didn't lead her anywhere else. she was glued where she was standing, staring at the door until his face finally appeared. was he really sleeping?? he looked like he had just rolled out of bed but she knew him. he was a terrible morning person. anyone at graceland knew that, although johnny seemed to get just as much fun out of it. her lips parted like she was going to say something but she couldn't remember what she originally came here to say. the alcohol wasn't the brightest of ideas on her part. she never learned. finding the strength to move her legs around, she walked over to him ( more like stumbling but she was hoping it was all in her head. ), her hands reached out and find their way to his chest, her brows creased together as her dark pupiles looked up at him, ❝ i probably had some great speech thought it, but i FORGOT it. but paul, i've got a better idea. ❞ her words were beyond slurred as she put the pressure of standing on her toes, her arms moved around his neck, her fingertips ran along the back of his neck as her teeth grazed his earlobe. ❝ kiss me, paulie. ❞ she figured while she was drunk, she could push the fear of trusting him again down, the fear of the man he had become right before her eyes & only think of the man that she had loved, the man that she still loved before he fell into darkness.

❝ jesus, did you ever ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ me?? did you really think i would 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕥 or child?? did you think i 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉𝖓'𝖙 find out?? were you really 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎 with killing mike?? would you have кιℓℓє∂ me if you 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 it was me & not mike?? for fucks sake, what was the whole ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ in us when you kept 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 a secret?? do you m i s s me?? ❞

many thoughts danced through the agents mind. what had transpired during her night of HEAVY DRINKING? who was the man asleep next to her? being very OBSERVANT alex had noticed the ring before noticing the man. for a moment, she let this process in her mind, maybe they had a good reason? marriage was important just not at this CURRENT MOMENT in the young woman’s life. each new, exciting moment in her career made her clear that marriage wasn’t in the near future. dark orbs starred down at her left hand, slightly amused, more so worried about how she was REALLY FEELING. clearly alcohol decided FOR HER that she was ready. liquid courage that ran through her blood stream; bad decisions were BOUND to happen whilst drinking heavily. clearing her hoarse throat, deciding to wake the man, hoping he may fill in the blanks. “excuse me,” tapping him gently, “i think it’s best we talk about what’s happened?” 

       ( ✉ → sms )jesus christ. what happened to the no contact, no strings, no games, briggs??