#leashedimagination

dfiuhdsf PLS YOU''RE TOO SWEET <3

And her saying "I don't know what I feel" isn't about two men who emotionally and physically manipulate and abuse her, but the clash between the truth of feelings vs how society tells her she should behave

And I need to explore the girl's sexuality

After months of bliss, her words felt like a cold slap across the face.”Forget I met you?” Dillon repeated, his eyes narrowing. “How the hell am I supposed to forget I ever met you. It doesn’t work that way, Brynna!” He grasped her shoulders, his gaze unwavering as he looked her in the eye. Of course he understood where she was coming from; if it was possible to forget, nothing would have been easier. But she as imprinted on his mind, the subject of his every thought. She’d become everything to you. “Who gives a fuck what they say? Who gives a fuck if we’re not supposed to be together?” He let out a loud sigh of frustration. This was some sort of Romeo and Juliet shit that he could hardly understand. “If you want me to forget about you, I promise I’ll never see you again. But don’t do it for them.”

Nicola bit her lip, looking down at her feet as he toe traced shapes lightly in the dirt. They did, of course they did. But she didn’t know how to admit it. Nicola had never allowed herself to be vulnerable, she’d never given herself up to someone before. Their relationship was supposed to be nothing more than nights between the sheets. She wasn’t prepared for anything else. “They weren’t supposed to mean anything,” she finally admitted, looking nervously up to meet Seamus’. “That was the deal, didn’t you forget?” She felt a lump entering her throat, knowing she was digging herself into a hole. This was going to push him away, and it would only be a matter of moments before she regretted it, but she couldn’t bring herself to be vulnerable when it came to him. She simply didn’t know how. “I’m sorry.”

"That’s all you can say? After all this time?" Dean snapped, unable to keep his annoyance at bay. He’d done all he could to apologize to Anabel, done everything he could to be the boyfriend she needed him to be. And yet her she was, still pushing him away. Letting out a sigh, he ran a hand through his hair, frustration radiating off of him. "All I want to do is fix this. I want to fix us!" he practically begged, not sure how else he could say it. He’d lost count of how many voicemails he’d left, how many texts had gone unanswered. He wasn’t about to give up, but sometimes it felt like he should. "Just tell me what I can do to fix it. I’ll do anything."

Piper in-took a sharp breath, feeling as though he’d punched her in the gut. “It was fun while it lasted?” she repeated, her face falling. “I thought… I thought we were good.” She wasn’t one to grovel, but she couldn’t let it go, not that easily. She took a moment to think back to their relationship the last few months, and she couldn’t help but fall short. They’d been good, she was so sure of it. They were happy. Feeling the tears start to sting her eyes she looked away, not about to let him see her cry. He didn’t get that satisfaction. “So that’s it?” she asked, not sure what else to say. “Just like that?”