Aurora Lili Routledge, or as everyone calls her; Rory, is the twin sister of John B Routledge. With the summer approaching, Rory and John B have made a perfect plan along with their friends; JJ, Pope, and Kie to have a good time, all the time.
With...
Little fucked up but I think it's official. 'Cause she might be your girl.. But she's calling me daddy.
She's mine. She wears a collar with my name... Secretive but not ashamed...
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In the mess.. She's responsible. Change her mind.. It's impossible. Close your mouth. You... Catch a fire. Watch the girl get... What she likes..
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Rory~
WE stumbled through the front door of Chateau, tangled in up in each other's arms with our mouths attached and kissing hungrily. The night was still young by the time we had left from the waterhole and drove back home.
The experience that I had today was something I never knew or thought that I'd ever do it.
Ever since...that night...I have restrained myself from being out into the water of the sea. My fear had gipped me.
Back when dad went missing, i had my brother who didn't give up and had hope that dad would come back. That's the sole reason why I'd swim and surf and be connected to the ocean more. But now...it feels wrong to do. I don't have hope. And I want to have hope, but going out into the sea to feel closer to my brother's presence, it would really confirm that he's not coming back ever. And that thought terrified me.
The twin connection that we have...when the news had broken, I felt it severed. But then...when I registered everything consciously, it was my pain and heartbreak that stabbed me in the chest. When I think about my brother, I can still feel the connection between us...which--in my delusion-- makes me think that he's still alive but...whenever I'd talk about it to the pouges, they'd say it's not possible, so... I try not to think too much about it.
And the feeling of returning to my home, swim in the waterhole and just being comfortable in my own skin made me realise that it's gonna be hard to move on from, but it's not impossible--no matter how hard and impossible it seems--it's not.
And...I had my biggest supporter by my side as I take the step towards healing.
Obviously, this godforsaken island and it's people are still gonna get shit from me. Just because I'll still be going around causing trouble on the Island at every corner, doesn't mean that I can't start to heal from my pain and traumas.
The gratitude and love that bubbles in my heart for JJ is being showcased as we kissed each other hungrily, while we were stepping--no stumbling-- inside the house.
