Tristan Blake

Tristan turned to look at Maddie with a look of mock disbelief on his face. “Maddie dearest, are you really asking me why I’m such a good friend to you?” Tristan shook his head. “You’re different Maddie. I like you. You gave me the chance to open up and you don’t shamelessly flirt with me all the time, or at all. You don’t cling to me and beg for attention. I like that about you. And you’re a good friend to me, so I have to repay you somehow.” Tristan sent her a smile. He flipped the grilled cheeses one last time before placing them onto plates. He passed a plate to Maddie and went to go sit on her couch. He patted the spot next to him. Motioning her to sit next to him.

“Yes, I’m really asking you why are you such a good friend to me. Is there something wrong with that?” She smiled a little. As she heard him talk she bit her bottom lip. “You really think so?” Well, she wasn’t ever the sort of person who just went around flirting with people. Although she had kissed him. But that had been a whole different situation. Maddie smiled back to him before she grabbed the plate that he was handing her. “This actually smells really amazing.” She didn’t even realize she was hungry, but she actually was. She followed Tristan back to the couch and sat next to him. 

"Yeah, I can sing you something. Depends on the song though, nothing too cheesey." Tristan told her. He'd never sang for anyone before. No one ever really asked. He missed singing, he wanted a reason to sing again. But he'd never found one, so singing in the shower was all he could do. "You're so lame." Tristan rolled his eyes at the fact that she couldn't tell him anything. "Are you kidding? You could write a series about me. My bring eyes and charming smile and the way I'm perfect for you. Yep. There would have to be a series because it would take the whole first book just to describe my sexiness. " Tristan smirked at her, laughing to hinself.

“Text me and I’ll help you out. With anything.” Tristan smiled at her while walking over to her kitchen. “Yeah, toddlers can’t be that bad can they? I’m sure he’s old enough to go to preschool too, right? Oh hell yeah, we’d be much better parents than ours will ever be.” Tristan chuckled, getting the cheddar cheese from the fridge. Tristan was ready to bring Maddie’s brother over, he wanted to help him have the best life possible. He couldn’t bear the thought of someone so young going through something so awful and scarring.

“You should really explain to me why you are such a good friend to me. Sometimes I just don’t get and” And really, she never fully understood how she and Tristan got to be so close friends, but now it was so hard for her to actually imagine not having him around. “I don’t think so. They’re usually really loud and that’s it.” Or at least that was what she thought. She hadn’t been around many toddlers either. “Yes, I think he is.” It didn’t seem like such an impossible idea if she actually thought about it. 

Tristan turned to look at Maddie with a look of mock disbelief on his face. "Maddie dearest, are you really asking me why I'm such a good friend to you?" Tristan shook his head. "You're different Maddie. I like you. You gave me the chance to open up and you don't shamelessly flirt with me all the time, or at all. You don't cling to me and beg for attention. I like that about you. And you're a good friend to me, so I have to repay you somehow." Tristan sent her a smile. He flipped the grilled cheeses one last time before placing them onto plates. He passed a plate to Maddie and went to go sit on her couch. He patted the spot next to him. Motioning her to sit next to him.

“Of course I will. We can go look for lawyers whenever you want, just call me up.” Tristan smiled at her, assuring her that he would do whatever it took to get Landen back. He wanted the best life for Landen, even if he didn’t know the toddler, he knew how horrible it is to live a life with no love. “I’m sure there’s a law that will allow us to do that, especially since your parents aren’t stable and fit to raise him.” Tristan told her. “And if you need any help, you can always call me. I can’t say I’m the best with toddlers but I’m really good with animals so maybe there’s something I can do to help out.” Tristan told her honestly. He had never been around kids much, but the few times he had he really enjoyed being with them.

“I will do that. Thank you, Tristan” She was actually scared as hell to do that, but she knew that was the best for her little brother. And that’s what he wanted, just the absolute best for him. Even though he definitely didn’t have that at the moment. “Well, I definitely need to read a little before I do something, but as soon as I know, I’ll tell you.” It made her feel really happy that Tristan actually wanted to help her out. “I don’t know if I’m any good with toddlers either but honestly, how hard can it be? Besides, I don’t think it possible to do a worse job than out parents.” 

"Text me and I'll help you out. With anything." Tristan smiled at her while walking over to her kitchen. "Yeah, toddlers can't be that bad can they? I'm sure he's old enough to go to preschool too, right? Oh hell yeah, we'd be much better parents than ours will ever be." Tristan chuckled, getting the cheddar cheese from the fridge. Tristan was ready to bring Maddie's brother over, he wanted to help him have the best life possible. He couldn't bear the thought of someone so young going through something so awful and scarring.

Maddie actually smiled a little and then nodded with her head to what Tristan just said. She had always thought that in those cases you really needed to hold on to something to keep going, because if it wasn’t like that, then it didn’t really matter at all. 

“Of course I will. We can go look for lawyers whenever you want, just call me up.” Tristan smiled at her, assuring her that he would do whatever it took to get Landen back. He wanted the best life for Landen, even if he didn’t know the toddler, he knew how horrible it is to live a life with no love. “I’m sure there’s a law that will allow us to do that, especially since your parents aren’t stable and fit to raise him.” Tristan told her. “And if you need any help, you can always call me. I can’t say I’m the best with toddlers but I’m really good with animals so maybe there’s something I can do to help out.” Tristan told her honestly. He had never been around kids much, but the few times he had he really enjoyed being with them.

“I understand if you don’t want to talk about it, I really do.” And she understood that because she actually hated talking about her childhood, it was the worst thing that someone could ever ask her to do. She just got really emotional all the time and she absolutely hated having someone see her cry. “So if you don’t feel comfortable doing so, you don’t have to tell me anything” She just wanted to make sure that he didn’t feel pressured to tell her something that was like a secret to him. 

Tristan was quiet, just listening to Maddie talk. He was shocked to hear their childhoods were so similar. It upset him greatly that such a great and marvelous person like Maddie had to suffer through something as bad as what he had to deal with. Sofia was right. A cruel world makes the strongest people. “That’s what Sofia kept telling me, that’s what kept me going.” Tristan agreed with her. They didn’t have to deal with those awful people anymore. They escaped from it all and now it was their turn to live happily. 

Everything’s Gonna be Alright|Tristan & Maddie

Tristan let his eyes close as Maddie ran her fingers through his hair. It felt nice and it calmed him down a bit so he could actually try and speak to her. “I don’t usually tell people our story...” Tristan told her softly, talking about Sofia and him. The story was somewhat happy in the end, but telling the story would mean he’d have to share a secret that he hated talking about. Few people knew this secret, mainly people who had gained his trust and friendship. He thought about telling Maddie, She was his best friend after all. 

I’m pretty sure there are..but like at the really big displays like in central park and such? 

“I should go there next fourth of July...maybe you can come with?”

“That’s literally the most cliché thing I’ve ever heard come out of anyone’s mouth.”

“I think I’m the most cliche being on this planet, to be honest.”

“I can probably arrange a few of the fireworks to spelt U.S.A. It might take me a couple of minutes but it would be patriotic as fuck.”

“Seriously? You’d make my dreams come true. I’ve always had a dream of being so patriotic.”

Dove looked up at him sadly. “Y-You would do that? L-Let me stay with you?” She asked quietly.  She let out a light laugh and looked down. “I do need a break.”

“Of course I would.” Tristan smiled. “You look like you need support, and I know I need support...Maybe we can help each other out. And I’m also kind of lonely there. Honey, you deserve the biggest break of life.” Tristan chuckled. “When are you allowed out of this hell?”

“If you need… I can go with you? I mean, I know I didn’t know her.. But it’s nice to have that support.”

“Really? Yeah..If you want, that’d be great.”

“Nah man, its okay. I can pay.”