#dehvils

she heard a crash and came running, heavy boots echoing in the hall. dani pulled open the bathroom door and locked it behind her. she didn't want anyone to find them in here. "chrissy, ljubímaja, what is it?" as soon as she saw her she didn't need to ask. chrissy's hands were bleeding. dani shed her jacket and left it on the floor, running to wrap chrisy's hands in paper towels. "what happened? what did you do?"

justin's  immediate  reaction  is  just  to  growl.  he  doesn't  like  being  told  what  to  do  by  anyone  .  .  .  especially  alex.  ❝  i'm  going  to  hurt  you  if  you  don't  stop  telling  me  what  to  do.  ❞  justin  has  definitely  always  been  a  more  independent  person,  it  was  how  he  had  to  be  when  he  grew  up  the  way  he  had.  just  to  spite  alex  at  this  point,  justin  pulled  himself  off  of  his  bed.  ❝  i'm  fine.  i  don't  know  why  everyone  seems  to  think  i'm  not.  ❞

Deciding to take the risk, Lawrence brushed his hand against Adam’s, wrapping his fingers around it gently and lifting it up. “I don’t see A RING.” His tone was joking, but the touch was serious, even if he wouldn’t admit it. AND HE WOULDN’T. If Adam pulled away or said anything, Larry would claim it was just a joke, blame it on the alcohol. He was far from drunk, though, barely even tipsy. Adam didn’t need to know that.

HE'S TRIPPING , RIGHT ? no , HE'S DEFINITELY FUCKING TRIPPING & all he can fucking do is stand there & fucking stare , all bug - eyed beneath big lenses , at the carbon fucking copy of himself standing opposite of him . he blinks . . . then blinks again , then his brows are furrowing & face pinches into an expression that's as much frustration as it is confusion . ( easier than being fucking scared ! ) " what the fuck do you mean ' AM I REAL ' ? obviously i'm fucking real , what the fuck are you ? " a motion toward him . " some fucking knockoff version of me ? what's next ? you're going to tell me you're hooking up with mrs . k too ? "

this  was  truly  ajax's  most  embarrassing  moment.  what  kind  of  gorgon  couldn't  control  their  own  power?  he  understood  his  snakes  targetting  other  people,  and  that  was  why  he  always  wore  his  beanies  .  .  .  but  he  hated  how  they  were  constantly  turning  on  him.  he  couldn't  even  have  mirrors  in  his  room,  which  definitely  bugged  the  hell  out  of  his  roommate.  ❝  thanks,  ❞  he  murmured,  taking  her  hand  with  a  small  smile,  ❝  i  was  just  stuck  in  the  shower  for  twenty  four  hours  .  .  .  it  was  the  worst  moment  of  my  life.  ❞

cora  can  only  nod  in  agreement.  with  everything  going  on  in  their  lives  .  .  .  every  year  can  be  described  as  a  fucking  year.  but  it  is  what  it  is,  and  they  have  to  just  .  .  .  deal  with  it.  things  will  get  better  eventually.  probably.  ❝  i'm  not  even  gonna  bother  saying  next  year  will  be  better.  ❞  cora  said  with  a  sigh,  laying  back  and  putting  her  head  in  lydia's  lap  before  closing  her  eyes,  ❝  it's  just  going  to  be  the  same  shit  with  a  different  number.  ❞