ineffable • daniel seavey

vinte e três

• BLACK LIVES MATTER •

• USE YOUR VOICE, EVERYONE MUST USE THEIR OWN POWER TO FIGHT; TO STAND UP FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN TREATED SO POORLY FOR TOO LONG•

• SREAD KINDNESS, SPREAD LOVE •

• BLACK LIVES MATTER •

• narrator's pov•

"Alright let's go!" Bree yelled while grabbing Oscar's hand and pushing him out the door doing the same to Crawford, Christian, Tyler, Nez, and Fran who waddled out like penguins.

Then the happy blonde couple, who still hasn't kissed much to everyone's dismay, followed behind putting the final touches on their signs.

The group was on their way to protest in the streets of Los Angeles to seek justice for the oppressed minority of the United States.

They all packed into their cars with their face masks, gloves, and signs ready to fight for what they all so desperately believe in.

"There's a spot down there." Daniel pointed leaning towards Oscar as they drove to the center where hundreds upon hundreds of people white and black alike were united together to fight against the deadly chains of a racist society.

Oscar parked, the other cars following suit they all piled out of the car getting their masks on. Emerson wrapped her arm around the tan boy's waist; him leaning onto her shoulder as they walked with their heads up past the police.

"This is so fucked up, DJ." The blonde glanced at the wall of officers with guns in hand and body vests on looking angry and ready to shoot down any innocent civilian.

He kissed the top of her head, both of them in their black caps and blue Corey shirts knowing that if he were here the YouTuber would be the first one the speak up and the last to ever back down.

"I know, Em, that's why we're here. Here to make a difference, here to use our voices." They soon made their way into the masses, their group standing together as one.

One man started the chant one that was heard across the nation shaking homes and bursting people's bubbles of ignorance.

"I can't breathe!"

"I can't breathe!"

"I can't breathe!"

Hours passed, the masses laid on their stomachs shouting, seeking change. They hit curfew now and the police started to push them back.

The officers inched forward imposing in on the group, "Fuck this!" Emerson yelled in pure anger while trying to run at the wall of armed men.

"No, Quinn, no." Daniel wrapped his strong arms around the brown eyed girl holding her back and pulling her into his chest.

He put a hand onto the back of her head holding her face to his chest. His mind raced uncontrollably as he couldn't help but think he was losing his girl.

"I can't lose you." The blue eyed boy whispered while slipping his hand up the back of her shirt and massaging his fingers into her warm skin instantly calming them once more.

Then she realized how scared he was as his heart beat erratically under her ear, "Shh, baby boy, it's okay, don't worry. You'll never lose me."

She leaned back while keeping one hand on his clothed chest while her other hand reached up to tilt his head down to lock his worried eyes onto her own.

The world seemed to stop around them as the rushing bodies and shouts drowned out, they leaned in closer to one another.

Their hot breath fanning on one another's lips, with a leap of faith the dyed blonde pressed his lips gently onto the girl's.

She breathed him in memorizing the strawberry, minty taste of his mouth. She moved her arms up around his neck pulling the boy impossibly closer to move their lips together, their tongues moving timidly with each other.

They pulled apart, their embrace was a beacon of light amongst the chaos. "C'mon bubba, let's head home." Daniel pecked her lips one more time before tangling their fingers trailing behind the group to their cars.

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"Fuck this shit. Atlantic can suck my ass. I'm posting right now." Daniel muttered under his breath as Christian rubbed his back comforting him knowing the boy didn't want to cause more controversy.

He knew what he had to do though, he needed to speak out especially since he was privileged with his platform.

His thoughts were up now and the comments of support and love came flooding in.

Emerson kissed the boy's shoulder, "So proud, DJ, so proud." She whispers while placing her hand over his that rest on the counter feeling his warmth.

"Yo guys pizza is here!" Franny shouted walking into the room with five pies stacked in her hands.

They all sat around the living room eating their food as the pop station played in the background everyone occupied in their own little conversations.

JC broke the atmosphere by clapping his hands a little to get lost everyone's attention, "Guys we did good today, and we will continue to do good. Corey would be proud."

"So proud." Kian smiled.

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"A ROIT IS THE LANGUAGE
OF THE UNHEARD."

MLK

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