#witcheri

@witcheri, for : 𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 .

i’m married* to her, yes 😌 @witcheri

❝ do you know what kind of trouble i'm in, allie cat ? i can't stop thinking about you. i almost missed a goal at practice today. the boys know something is up. ❞ if they didn't know from his distracted mind, they surely would know from the fact that he wasn't randomly hooking up with puck bunnies in the middle of the living room anymore. no, his body only responded to allie now. and he didn't hate it. no, he quite loved it. having one partner wasn't bad. he likes allie. a lot. maybe too much. that was the risky part. he had vowed he wouldn't get another girlfriend for the next long while - too much baggage. he had been clear about the expectations of every hookup with every girl. but what he hadn't expected was suddenly going exclusive with wellsy's best friend. garrett would kill him.

        she sits on the edge of the counter, watching evie curiously from her perch, as she finishes a seam. her feet kick gently against the surface as she hums, occupying her body as her mind and attention is fastened tightly to the blue haired princess. it was amazing to watch her work, almost as fastening as nature was. that same sort of tenderness enveloped her as the outside does, but a different overwhelming space in her heart. " what's that one gonna' be like? i like the purple, it's really pretty! "

          ❝ okay, but... do you realize how close to harm you are if you even breathe wrong on my records, frankenstein?❞

                slowly  dabbing  at  frankie’s  bruised  eye  with  an  ice  pack  retrieved  from  the  nurses  office,  laura  lee  realizes  just  how  often  this  event  has  occurred  in  the  last  week,  finding  herself  in  this  exact  spot.  it’s  not  that  she  doesn’t  understand,  if  something  like  this  happened  to  her  sisters,  no  matter  how  much  they  seemed  to  fight  her,  she  would  always  defend  them  to  prove  their  innocence.  but  not  like  this.  not  in  a  way  that  only  gets  them  both  in  trouble  more.  it  brews  in  her  chest  during  the  long  moments  of  silence,  a  pause  that  sinks  and  festers  and  feels  heavier  than  the  dripping  ice  in  her  hand,  pressing  down  on  her  tongue  until  she  has  to  tell  herself  to  be  brave.  be  brave,  laura  lee.    “  i  think  you  should  stop.  ”    frankie  makes  her  nervous,  it’s  always  been  that  way.  although  they  were  friends,  she’s  fiery  and  stubborn  and  she  just  doesn’t  listen,  so  laura  lee  very  rarely  tries  to  push  back.  but  she  can’t  watch  this  anymore,  can’t  watch  frankie  tie  herself  up  in  knots  and  knots  of  trouble  and  pain.  laura  lee  prays  for  strength  and  reaches  for  frankie’s  hand,  stilling  her.    “  you  know  this  isn’t  helping.  somewhere  in  you,  you  know.  ”    guilt  pricks  at  her  for  letting  it  get  this  far.  disciples  of  Christ  were  meant  to  go  out  and  do  good  in  the  world.  what  good  had  she  been  doing,  standing  by  and  waiting?    “  we  can  check  the  woods  again,  if  you  want?  my  mom  isn’t  busy  tonight  so  i  don’t  need  to  watch  my  sisters,  but  i  can’t  be  out  too  late.  ”