𝐎𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞. ˚⊱🪷⊰˚

@siegeofwaves ||
            
            “ no .. ”    ( she melted into his touch, eyes falling shut as her head fell against his chest. the only times she could ever think she’d come close to was once when she left, and .. their fight. but that was is. and she hadn’t been nearly as cruel as her mother would have, and she didn’t cross the limit she’d set for herself. she wondered if her fear of turning into her mother would ever leave, or if it would only strengthen, as it had up until this point. ) 

“oh,     baby,”     he says,    pressing close and wrapping an arm around her,    his hand coming up behind her head to bring her in close to him.     he’s warm natured,     skin emitting heat like a small furnace.      “it just..     is.     it shows in different ways.     have you ever treated anyone—     family or friend or /anyone/ like your mother treated you?”      he asks,     certain of what the answer will be.      rue felt as though he shouldn’t of broached the subject,     but he didn’t regret it. 

@siegeofwaves 

@siegeofwaves ||
            
            ( odette chose to skip a step in her usual emotions and let his comment about her very purposeful, unhealthy, over-exhaustion go from hurtful to more angering in moments. she’d eventually fully process his words while alone and go through the five stager of grief — key word: alone. she would do so alone. )    “ i do *not* neglect my boyfriend, nor do i obsess over my work. i pick up extra shifts whenever i can because not only does it do me good financially, but the job needs the fucking help. and i ask you if you’re fine with it every damn time when i consider it — i let you know how busy i’ll get, always. if you ever spoke up about it bothering you, i wouldn’t take the shifts. ” 

(     teeth grinding and his jaw clicks from how tight it shuts,     he would usually take a deep breath right now,     to try and settle his thrumming nerves.     instead he fires right back at her.     )      well at least i don’t obsess over my goddamn job to the point of my body collapsing.     (      the job mention was a low blow.     she was well aware of his predicament,     of how he was always doing random side ones.      the way her brows had furrowed at him,     how her tone had gone all harsh instead of the typical softness—     she looked undeniably beautiful.      well,     she always did—     shit,     now was not the time for his mind to be straying there.      )     at least i don’t fucking neglect my /boyfriend/ because i’m so obsessed with my work.     you never have any time for me anymore. 

@siegeofwaves ||
            
            “ at least i know how to keep a job — many, actually. *stable* jobs. ”    ( she knew she should’ve stopped herself from saying that, it would have been the right thing to do, but she quite frankly couldn’t see right or wrong right now. all she saw was her need to survive, to be fine. even if she wasn’t. 
            did she mean her words.? no, but she had much more experience in letting her mouth run before her mind worked when feeling threatened. fuck her work and the new workers apparently, they’d manage just fine for another while. if he wanted to argue, she wouldn’t let him have the last word. ) 

@-DrunkDetective- ||
            
            “ yeah, and you don’t give either of us enough time to respond or at least get decent — . ”  

@swrenity- 
            
            “I knock every once in a while.”

@-DrunkDetective- ||
            
            “ shut up — no one, literally no one adam, tells you to not knock the doors. ”

@siegeofwaves ||
            
            “ :c it didn’t sound like a joke, at all. .. what look.? :cc ”

“y’know i didn’t..    was just'a joke.    don’t gimme that look”

@siegeofwaves ||
            
            “ you sounded like you meant it. a lot. veeerrryyy much. :c ”

@-DrunkDetective- ||
            
            “ i leave you alone for one day and this is what happens.?? why did you get in a fight.?? ”

@siegeofwaves ||
            
            ( shaking her head, her arms tightened around him. )    “ i can’t .. lie to me if you have to, i don’t mind that right now, please. ”    ( her eyes shut tightly, and she could feel her eyes water, so she began tracing small stars and hearts on him so she wouldn’t cry, but her voice had alright given it away. ) 

rue’s gaze softens as she wraps her arms around him.    he’s quick to return the embrace,   both arms around her waist.    his forehead drops to her collarbone,   and he snorts.    “forever is a [ lot ] to ask for,”    he says,   his voice low,   his eyes falling shut.    “can’t y’just settle for now?”

@siegeofwaves ||
            
            ( letting out a breath in relief, she ignore his extended arm and as carefully as she managed, which wasn’t that much, wrapped her arms around him. )    “ please be okay forever .. ”    ( she whispered, doubting he’d hear her. ) 

@-DrunkDetective- ||
            
            “ it was most definitely not — .!! you could’ve told meeee. ”    ( she huffed, knowing fully well she wouldn’t have believed him regardless. )    “ very much worth tears but i don’t feel like crying right now — so distract me. ”

@swrenity- 
            
            “It was funnier to lie back and watch.” He laughed. “Ah, relax there, love. Nothing worth tears.”
            
            //literallyy

@-DrunkDetective- ||
            
            “ you knew — why didn’t you tell me.?? and uh — today is an emotional day for me, that’s all. ”    ( that wasn’t, in fact, all. ) 
            
            [ he could have put it on a billboard, shouted it as loud as he could, and literally told her andrea loved her and she STILL wouldn’t have believed him- ]

@-drvgz ||
            
            “ i won’tt — maybe a bit later but not earlier. i promise. ” 

“Don’t be any earlier than half an hour either.”

@-drvgz ||
            
            “ sure sounds like you do. don’t worryy — i’ll leave now. ”

@-DrunkDetective- ||
            
            “ i — adam, you can’t expect me to not get attached — i get attached to everything. eevveerryytthhiinnggg. ” ( that was true. once, she’d gotten so attached to a necklace that when she lost it, she’d cried for three days every time she remembered it. ) 

@swrenity- 
            
            “You’ll have to cut my tongue out.”

@PuttinOnTheFoil ||
            
            “ learn to shush then — . ”    ( right, because she’s one to be quiet. ) 

@swrenity- 
            
            “Yeah, I like to talk and the cuts don’t like that.”