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It’s just Daisy, I remind myself.
i wish kindle allowed emojis.
Then they had outdoor sex.
when do they not??
No one can really pinpoint a reason why and when someone grows courage.
“Would you want to…maybe come to therapy one day with me? If you don’t want to, I completely understand—” “I’d like that, Lily.” And then he hugs me, my heart bursting.
:')
Rose is horrified, and she immediately shuts her eyes. “This is not happening. This is not happening.” She inhales strongly, her collarbones protruding. With his brows knotted in concern, Connor moves quickly, handing me Jane who begins to cry like a banshee. “Connor!” Rose calls, permanently fixed to the grass, refusing to budge, open her eyes, and see the mess on her feet. In seconds, Connor lifts Rose in his arms, cradling her while she tries to exhale normally. More than just destroying a good pair of heels, Rose’s OCD is kicking in. Connor’s lips brush her ear while he speaks fluid
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he's so gentle omggg.
That sound. Ice against glass. It breaches my ears like hammered nails. Memories wash over me in a hazy blackness. Shadows filling parts of me. I can practically feel the crystal glass in my hand. And I can visualize the one in his. Not just lime and water. It has to be. I have to believe it is. He’s sober. My dad is sober.
“Let me guess,” I say sharply, “it’s just water?” “Macallan 1939,” he replies. And then he takes a long sip, practically slapping me in the face. I rock back, but our cold eyes never separate. He tries giving me that look—the one where he says you’re just a little fucking kid. Grow up. I am grown up. I’m more of an adult than him.
“How long?” I ask our dad, a tremor in my voice. “How long have you been drinking behind our backs?” He prolongs the answer with another swig of scotch. His smug smile irritates me the most. The way his lips curve. Like it’s funny that he’s drinking. And I’m not. That’s it for me. I just snap. I run across the den before I can process my movements. And I struggle to pry the goblet from his iron-grip. Somewhere in my head, I’m thinking: if I can get it away from him, it ends this. But it doesn’t end like this. I know better than that. “Loren!” he sneers and pushes my shoulder. With two palms, I
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god, i'd be pissed too.
With raw lungs, each breath comes roughly for me. My head spins, but I ask my dad one more time. “How long?” His eyelids open. And his hollow gaze meets mine. “Since Daisy’s birthday on the yacht.” Nausea builds. That was months ago. A lifetime ago. Ryke laughs angrily, which morphs into a scream. He pitches the bottle at the wall, and it shatters, alcohol sliding down the paint. He destroys the nearest bookcase, knocking over paperbacks and tearing apart a shelf. His rage has always been in his fists.
this so feels like a movie in my head. ESPECIALLY this particular scene.
“That.” He points to the glass on the desk. “Has killed me. Or will kill me.” He flashes me a dark, agitated smile. “I received the news a couple weeks before the yacht trip. Liver disease. Cirrhosis. Nonreversible.”
But the moment the words escape, a girl springs up from the floor near a rack of X-Men comics. Her light brown hair in a messy braid, she slings an old jean backpack on her shoulder and walks slowly towards me. She fixes her large round glasses on her nose with shaky, nervous hands.
IS THIS HIS HALF-SISTER??!
willowbadaboom33@gmail.com
WILLOW!!!
“No fucking way,” Ryke curses, his tone more shocked than angry. “What?” I gape. “Those are the guys,” Lo tells me with gritted teeth, “the ones who’ve been pranking us.”
bro. are you kidding me.
“Nice, Garrison.”
I JUST GASPED. ISN'T THIS WILLOW'S LOVE INTEREST??
“Dude,” Garrison gapes, his hood falling off his head. And when he catches me watching him, he practically spits at me. “What are you looking at?”
this is loren's future brother-in-law, mann.
or maybe something else.
???
“I don’t know.” “What do you know?” I ask. He pats my shoulder. “That I’m really fucking proud of you.”
She’s older, I guess around seventeen now.
AAAA. GARRISON'S AGE.
I smile. “I love you, Lil.” I wrap my arm around her shoulder. “I love you too, Loren Hale.” I feign surprise. “You love me? Holy shit.” She punches my arm playfully, and I hug her close as we leave the bathroom.
Connor sips wine, and I sometimes catch him observing his wife and daughter with this reverent smile, like he treasures this moment and them.
they're so PARENTS.
Connor wears a million-dollar grin as he says, “If there’s not a bruise, you’re not hitting him hard enough.”
oh! i think rose knows this!
Her jeans begin to soak at the crotch, the dark spot blooming. Like she… “I can’t…” she chokes on a breath. “Hey, hey.” Ryke sprints over to her, scanning her quickly, head-to-toe. And he pulls her into his chest, setting a hand on her head. “I’m here, Dais.” He holds her tightly, forcing her body to his so she can feel protected and safe. Even though she peed her pants, Ryke consoles Daisy the best that he can.
GREEN FLAG.
“You and me.” She chokes on a laugh. “Lily and Lo.” My chest swells. “We’re going to make it in the end.” I smile wide because I can see it now. God, I can see it. It’s closer than I ever realized.
:')
We’re a family.
“You’re grinding against my dick, love.”
bro loren is so FINE.
he messes Daisy’s hair with a rough hand. She smiles up at him.
aww.
“No, that’s more Daisy. She’s the one who tries to rally people into doing crazy things.” I point at her. “Like walking the roof ledge of an apartment building.” “Yeah, bro,” Lo says with a smile. “You’re dating that one.” Ryke raises his brows at his girlfriend. Daisy smiles so wide that it brightens the whole room. Tension extinguished. “I figure I have about thirty more years left of crazy things, so hey, I might as well do them with as many people as I can.” She nudges his side. “Even if it’s just you.” Ryke is about to full-on make out with her. I know that lusty look in his eyes.
dude, they're so compatible :')
“One of your fans has the username: ConnorCockbalt.”
IMDEAD.
It’s the hoodie guy, the one that Lo said was named Garrison.
HE'S ABOUT TO MEET WILLOW OMG.
“Your boyfriend…he offered me and my friends a job.”
WAITTT. they're gonna be working together omg.
As soon as Willow hears the male voice, she somehow knocks into the cash tray. It overturns and clatters to the floor. “I’m so sorry,” she says, her skin paling. The opposite of my embarrassed red flush. She sheepishly smiles at me, avoiding direct eye contact with Garrison. She bends down to collect the money while Maya fiddles with the computer. “I can help,” Garrison says, squatting to gather dollar bills and quarters. Oh jeez. I watch the way he furtively glimpses at Willow while she clumsily scoops the cash. I know that look. It’s one that says you’re pretty and interesting and I want to
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AAAAAA. love at first sight! HE. FELL. FIRST.
Willow leaves to the break room, but she stops midway like she lost something. “My backpack…” Garrison finds it on the ground before I do. “This?” He picks up the old jean backpack and carries it to her. Their fingers brush as he passes it to Willow. “Thanks,” she says, as pale as a ghost.
awh, they're just babiesss.
“Sometimes the person we think we’ll become is the person we already are, and the person we truly become is the person we least expect.”
That this is my wedding day. October 10th.
reading this on october 7. their anniversary is in 3 days :')
“If someone ever asks how long we’ve spent together, I’d say for as long as my mind stretches back. I can’t tell you the day that I fell in love with you because there wasn’t a single day that I didn’t.”
“Because she can’t take all of me in her mouth and it aggravates her,” Connor clarifies.
BRO. CONNOR ISN'T REALL.
He digs into a plastic bag at his feet and opens a package of vampire teeth. He mentioned how he didn’t have time to go all-out on a costume because he’s been working since five this morning. He wears his usual suit and tie.
HOLYY. connor as a vampire is so good. HE'S SO LANG.
Her eyes turn to fire and he only grins wider. Jesus.
ROSECONNOR.™
my gaze narrowing at Garrison dressed as nothing. He just wears all-black. And he fixes my sister’s wet hair off her forehead, her costume: Vega from Street Fighter. His hand brushes her hip, and she lets out a nervous laugh.
AWWHH.
But there’s something about siblings that pushes you to thrive in ways that a parent can’t.
But someday, I want to meet Luna and whoever else.
AND YOU DID!
Lily and I—we may have started our relationship as pretend. But for as long as I can remember, our love has always been real.
Thank you so much for reading Addicted After All!
ROSE & CONNOR NEXT!!!!! i've missed connor...
