I have to say I really do love my friends. A lot. I don't know what I'd do without them. Yesterday and today were absolutely horrible but one small message from one of my faves made it better. Being sick sucks. Would not recommend.
Also tomorrows outfit to my first REAL day of Senior Year will be posted in the morning. I'm feeling very Mouse-y right now :)
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It had been nearly an hour since the power had gone out because of the rain storm pounding on the windows and the roof from outside, but to Anna it had hardly felt like ten minutes. She was half laying on Tarrant's chest and half laying on the couch, his heart thumping against her ear in time with the music that played from the old radio in the corner. One of his arms were wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her closer against him, while the opposite hand lay on the one Anna had draped across his abdomen.
Then, the soft sound of a guitar reached her ears, the notes lazy but recognizable almost immediately. It was a love song, one of her favorites, actually, and she peeled her head from his chest to give him a large smile.
"This is one'a my favorite songs, I Won't Give Up, right? Have you heard it?"
Send me “✤” for my muse’s reaction to yours taking them stargazing.
"Can I take the blindfold off yet?" She smiled, giving Tarrant’s hand a squeeze as he led her to the “surprise” he had planned. Part of her was a bit upset at the request, how many times did meteor showers hit on a night that was cloudless anyway? And he chose today for a surprise. Although, she was sure any surprise from Tarrant would be better than the meteor shower, but she had still wanted to see it the slightest bit nonetheless.
"I have to sneeze and the blindfold’s coverin’ my nose." She laughed, almost stumbling over something on the ground as she almost trotted to keep up with the man she assumed to be in front of her.
"You infuriate me with that lack of confidence and I’m never going to understand that obsession with headgear. But you’re my friend. And you’re Alice’s someone. So even if you’re making me mad, you’re not really making me mad and I’m really just glad for you, you know."
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Send me the names of two people and I'll write my muse's reaction to finding them in bed. {ahHAHAhahaha I already regret this decision.}
Anna softly knocked on the front door of Tarrant’s house as she opened it, a large smile on her face. She had finally gotten enough money to at least pay for a term at a college, she was finally about to live out her dreams like Tarrant had his, she was almost giggling as she closed the door behind her. She had opened her mouth to yell Tarrant’s name, peering down the hall for the man, but she was beaten to it.
"T-Tarrant!"
She swallowed hard and, despite better judgement begging her to leave now and forget it ever happened, continued slowly down the hall towards the direction of the voice. Her hands were shaking as she made it to the door, where another loud moan from the same person as before was heard. She rested her hand on the door knob, taking a deep breath as if it prepare her, but she couldn’t move her hand. Instead, she laid her ear against the door.
"Shh, darling." At the sound of his voice, the man she had swore she’d love forever and who had told her time and time again that she was the only one he would care for… She had to bite down on the corner of her own fist to keep a sob from screaming out of her lips.
She should have left, or opened the door and screamed the house down, or even leave and then cuss him out over the phone… but she couldn’t. Any noises of anger or heartbreak died in her throat as she sunk against the wall next to the door.
Her heat rested against the wall, eyes opened and becoming redder and redder with each passing moment as salty tears fell down her cheeks or onto her lips. Her chin trembled as she attempted to blink a few of the tears away, the sounds of the couple still carrying through the wall. She let out a deep sigh, staring at the ceiling with vacant eyes.
The only sound she had made was a quiet sob when they had finished. Perhaps he would have thought against it, stopped and told her he had a girlfriend that he loved, but he hadn’t. Her chest tightened and the lump in her throat had become painful.
She wasn’t good enough. He had lied. He never wanted her. She should have listened to the thoughts that had been screaming this at her all along. He just wanted to have sex with her and move on. That’s what everyone wanted in the end, right?
A sour taste filled her mouth when the door opened, eyes shooting over to the young girl that sauntered out. Her hair was ragged, her movements tired and she smelt like sweat. They weren’t even trying to hide it.
Blue eyes met green knives, widening but before a sound could leave her mouth Anna heard herself speak. "I’m giving you five seconds to get the hell outta that fucking door before I scar up that pretty little face of yours."
“I-It’s not… Tare!”
"Get the hell out!”Her voice was a screech now as Anna lifted herself to her feet. “Tare” was hers. Tarrant was hers. "You’ve already fucked my boyfriend," Her fists tightened by her sides, "If you don’t get your little whore ass out of her I’m going to fuck you up, too.”
She hesitated for a moment, glancing to where Anna had seen the movement of Tarrant walking to the doorway. All it took was a well placed shove on both of her shoulders to get her to stumble out of the door. She should have stayed to talk to Tarrant, but she couldn’t even look at him without that sour taste in her mouth again. When he reached out to her she rolled her shoulder away, shaking her head.
"You said… that you loved me.” She muttered, taking a step away from the door to press against the opposite wall of the hallway. "I… You… You fucking asshole!”