#dominic.

where: the stadium

who: @thexcarrollxtimes (dominic)

she didn't want to help with the animals— but she also didn't want to sit in the locker rooms and play with the baby. which left ms. mclaughlin in a coin flip of what to do with her time now that she was dropped in the middle of a few potential conversations. per usual, she chose to drive towards something more unpleasant, stepping to the side where uncle dom was standing, wringing out more water from her clothing.

"is that everything?" she was unhappy, but she didn't say it outright. she doubted that either of the reynolds brothers felt much different given the energy expended on getting all of them away from the potential danger of the storm. and now, from standing awkwardly apart, avoiding anything that might look like association.

she waited a beat, before finally offering a solution that wasn't back to the locker rooms! "the booster club keeps a storage room of clothing." something that went untouched as far as she was aware, unless there was a game day. "head to toe cavalier apparel, if you want it."

The Rookwoods had sworn to save humanity by eradicating vampires, a mission that had been ingrained in their bloodline for generations. Being a hunter was Dominic’s birthright, his purpose, and the only thing he had ever truly loved. Immortality and strength were gifts bestowed upon his family to help them protect and fight, and the last thing Dominic had ever imagined, or wanted, was to love one of them.

Monsters. Predators. Beasts.

They had called him an animal, too, but nothing ever shook Dominic’s conviction that he was on the side of righteousness, battling evil and saving lives. Betraying that legacy was unthinkable. Even as he discovered he could love another person, he knew he could never truly be with a vampire. That immutable truth haunted him now, fueling the frustration and pain surging through his rippling body.

His jaw clenched, large fists tightening as he glowered harshly at his former lover, a storm of emotions flashing behind his crimson-streaked eyes. Part of him couldn’t understand why he’d even let them through the door. Deep down, he’d been grappling with the horrifying thought that he might have to kill someone he once believed he couldn’t live without. It was twisted, cruel, and utterly unbearable, but it was the life the fates had written for him----- harsh and unrelenting.

"They did this to you," Dominic snapped, his voice low and jagged, every word scraping like broken glass. "They made you this way. This is what they do----- prey on others, take everything... and now, you're one of them.” His chest heaved with the force of his pounding heart, threatening to shatter beneath the weight of it all. "I----- I can’t help you."

rosa: r u and ducky on good terms rn?

rosa: i have to talk to u abt something but it involves another someone n idk how to go abt it without Actually involving them

rosa: i promised a certain someone i wldnt say something to another certain someone n tht wasnt u bt i feel like i still shldnt say???

rosa: [...]

rosa: this makes no sense

“axel, jp, maddie, valentin, and dom.”

kylie: i dont like u

kylie: but ur sister doesn't deserve me not giving her anything so