#ofmymanymuses

~I see you~

“You ever get the feeling that someone is watching you?”

Small feet walked across her bedroom for the nth time. With airpods in, big brown eyes stared at the closet finding nothing that ‘popped’ to her. Perhaps if she walked around her bedroom 1 more lap…

“It’s been 10 months, & I still don’t feel like this is MY place yet.” Her soft voice spoke into the room.

Madison had been trying to pick an outfit for over an hour. She dug through drawers & closet in nothing but a bra & dress shirt that was only held together by the bottom button. Now she was standing in the middle of her apartment bedroom feeling disappointed. Slowly she walked over to her balcony & opened the door that led outside.

“Thats it, im not going on this blind stupid date.” Madison began pacing, occasionally looking out over at the city. She had picked a nice area to settle. There was a bakery down the street, a gym not to far off, new apartments that looked rather expensive & classy.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’m not feeling up to it.” Finally she settled to sit on a tiny table she had. The perks of living on the 3rd floor? Madison could do what she wanted & not feel embarrassed, but every once in a while an eerie feeling made her feel like someone was watching her. “Maybe another time Ryan.” Her call ended & she let out a soft sigh.

Almost a year ago she moved to a new city, leaving behind friends & family to get away from a shitty ex. After months of stress she finally decided it was time to move on & let the past be the past. Look towards the future as she said.

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When they parted ways at 18 she was off to college, and he was joining the army and starting college they both knew they were being pulled apart. Calvin had grown in the years since they had seen each other. But when they ran into each other again he had been on one of his leaves and if he hadn't known her so well he would have missed her, but she was his first love, his first time, and his first heartbreak. He had taken the time tonight to make her dinner and he was cleaning up in the after math of that. "You know if I knew you were such a ferocious eater now a days I would have made our old time favorites." He mused she had always been one to steal a fry or two from his plate.

She couldn't remember the last time she had done something like this. Probably well before her children were born, it felt foreign and yet August was making it very...comfortable. Helena had probably smiled more on that night with him than she had in the past few years.

Taking a sip of her cocktail, she hummed, "You look at all your dates like that?"

nickolai wasn't at all an inconsiderate person but when he was in the zone, he was completely focused on his drums and nothing else around him. so, no. he hadn't realized what time it was and really, he wouldn't have even noticed the banging on the door if it hadn't been so persistent. pushing himself up from his stool, he headed toward the door and swung it open to reveal the tired woman in front of him. "i-hi," he smiled slightly, eyes focused on her face. "is it my drums you're here about?"

Lifting a hand up, Evelyn brushed her fingers gently through her red locks as she let her gaze roam around the crowd until they stopped at the couple who happened to be her friends. ❛ Ugh, do they really have to make out right in front of everyone? ❜, she spoke up to no one, not really caring if anyone would hear her. Her recent break-up was still fresh and she still couldn’t believe that her ex had left her for someone else just when she was thought that everything was going well between them. After weeks of being heartbroken and sulking at home, Evelyn had been finally convinced to go to a party by her friends, only to be reminded how lonely she actually was. ❛ God, they should get a room for fuck’s sake. ❜

To say that Bastían was confused was an understatement. The man watched her walk away in a huff and all through the night kept looking back to her, wondering what was going through her head. It wasn't until they were wrapping up the rehearsal dinner that she walked past him without a glance that he finally cracked. "Em, Emmeline, wait!" He turned to follow her, his long legs catching up with ease. "What did I do? How did I fuck this up again?"