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[sawyer beans.]

Mayson looked around at everyone and chuckled slightly. He made sure some kids were watching as he tilted her chin up towards him and kissed her gently. He pulled away and smiled, "I dont care if i get made fun of for hanging out with you. I like you." He smiled sweetly.

Amber blushed slightly and pushed back a few strands of her chocolate brown hair. She looked down then up at him. His smile was gorgeous also. Her smile stayed on her face the whole, "Thanks, I'd love to wear it more often but i cant always do that." She sighed softly but did keep the smile. If he wanted to see her smile more often, he'd either have to hang out with her more or she'd have to move out of the house.

[Keke14]

Zander was wondering what he was doing when he tilted her chin up, but then felt his lips on her's. She was shocked, but paralyzed at the same time. "Um..." she couldn't think of what to say, but then finally found her voice under all the deep blushing,"Thank you, and I like you too Mayson," she said, smiling. She couldnt believe that just happened, and had to tell herself a few times in her head that this was real and not a dream. Finally, a good guy to hold on to for a while.

Andrew said,"I'll think of a few ways to get you to wear it more," as he continued smiling as well. He thought of her hair and how it resembled his own, they almost looked identical, like they could be related, but he was glad he wasn't, because then he couldn't like her as much as he did. "So, do you have any siblings?" he asked, trying to lighten the mood a little after what she had just said.

[sawyer beans.]

{{ GTG night }}
Mayson smiled down at her and grabbed their drinks. He handed one to her, "Where do we wanna sit? Inside or outside?" He asked looking around slightly. Some of the kids made wide eyes at them as they couldnt believe what they saw.

Amber's smile grew even brighter, "How will you get me to wear it more often?" She asked in a questionable tone. She nodded at his question, "Yes. I have an older brother named Mayson." That reminded her that she was probably gonna end up dead when she arrived at home.

[Keke14]

Zander said,"Let's go outside, it's not hot enough to freeze in her with the AC," she smiled, taking her drink from him with a thankful nod and turning to walk back out the door. She decided to keep her eyes on the door handle so she didn't turn a darker shade of red from the stares of the other kids. She looked back at Mayson though, happy as could be, more happy than a bug under a rug as she liked to say. Although she wasn't leaving the inside for the outside because of climate controle, or even because of the other kids, it was that dang smell of Coffee giving her the worst head ache that drove her out.

Andrew smirked,"I have my methods," as he raised an eye brow at her playfully. Then he nodded,"Cool, I'm an only child. Just me and my mom I'm afraid," he sighed sadly, missing his dad for all the good things he did, but hateing his guts for all the bad things he had done. "Anyways, Mayson... He's a junior right? Quarterback on the football team?" he questioned, being on the team as well and also being in his grade, and they looked alike those two.

((Good night!))

[pappuppy]

Taylor.

I laugh when he plays along and teases me gently. I solely brush my hair behind my ear before I raise a fist with a joking sneer, amusemt clear on my facial features.
"Ha! You got that right!" I giggle and lower my fist and gaze at him sidewardly, chuckling a little, shaking my head in disbelief.

Then he asks what's bugging me and I visibly stiffen up. I can feel my blood run cold, and my hand leaves its resting place on Ashe's head and moves to clutch my cast as I breathe in sharply.
Flashes enter my mind, again and again, ones of my Father swinging at my head with a bottle drunkenly, making me scream and duck.
When I pull myself out of the flash, I find that I'm trembling, face suddenly pale and a thin layer of sweat soaking my body. I part my lips to explain, but I only utter a fearful squeak.
Finally I look over at Joey, then to the Nurse and his Fsthed, eyes clouding wih pain from the reminsance.
"Um.. Could we.. Please have some time alone?.." I whisper shakily, wanting to explain everything to Joey.

[sawyer beans.]

Mayson walked along behind her, sipping his drink. Once they reached the door he opened it for her like a gentlemen. He smiled down at her showing his was clearly happy he had met her. She was....very different from most girls. He didnt know how or why yet but he'd find out.

Amber heard him talk about how it was along him and his mom, she sighed, "I live with Mayson and my dad..." She really didnt want to talk about her dad so she answered his next question quickly, "Yeah and yeah." She giggled slightly at her sillyness. Mayson and her had a kind of a close relationship but people always managed to get in the way of things. She looked up at Andrew and let a smile rise the corners of her lips again.

[Keke14]

Zander smiled back at Mayson, equally happy he had met her, and then walked out the door with a,"Thank you." She then chose a table next to the window of Starbucks and sat down, pulling her chair out. She took a sip of her drink and smiled,"Wow this is amazing!" she said happily. She looked at Mayson thankfully and said,"Thanks Mayson," with a joyful smile.

Andrew smiled and laughed,"Cool, so you'll be at some of the games?" he wondered out loud, still smiling at her and moving up in the line. He looked at her and noticed she didn't like her dad too much, so he wasn't going to bring him up anymore. Not if that made her sad.

[belle reve]

Ĵσɛʏ Ƨмʏтнɛ

"Two plus two... Six?"
Location: Hospital
Mood: In Pain
Status: Single
Crush: None
Talking to: Taylor

Joey looked at Taylor, beginning to see the slight glimmer from sweat forming over the girl's forehead. "Taylor...?" he questioned quietly, no his suspicions confirmed that something was wrong. And, it probabaly wasn't over the crash. Does it have to do with the bruises...? She lets out a little noise, like a squeak or chirp. "Hey, cool down," he said, snapping in front her face in attempt to grab her attention. After a moment or so, Taylor snapped back to attention , sort-of, and looked at Samantha. Joey's friend asked if they could speak alone. Joey turned to look at the trainee, who hesitated, but slowly nodded. ••"We just need Joey back soon," she said. "We can't have the doctors knowing that he's wandering around, and we have to do some bloodwork and junk." Samantha looked at Taylor, saying, "Use the room down the hall. Duck into the room labeled 108. Nobody is ever in there. •• Joey nodded, grabbing his crutch and letting out a quiet grunt of effort as he hauled himself back up. "Come on, Tay."

[pappuppy]

Taylor.

I flinch when he snaps in front of my face, and I look at him quickly before I ask my question. I nod to Samantha then, immediatly understanding that Joey was still hurt, and at the Hospital for a reason. so quickly, and without any delay,I stand up and ready myself to help Joey out of the room.

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Once we're in room 108, I pull out a chair for him and have him sit down, while I turn and lean up against the walll, furrowiing my brows, thinking of how it was so much easier when I told his dad. I exhale slowly, readying myself before I look over and lock my eyes with Joeys.
He needs to know. I think and reach over, squeezing a bruise to snap me back into reality.

Once Joey sat down, I start, and Idon't even think I'm breathing as I pour everything out to him, squeezing my eyes shut tightly as though I were trying to tell a story, but by the tears that ecape my eyes, it's clear this is as real as his accident.
I tell Joey absolutely everything, everything.
How my father left my mom when I was the only child.
How he came back to find I had a sister, but my mother had her in Day care so he couldn't get to her.
How my Father started to abuse my Mom when he was drunk, and how, soon after, when I was ten years old, my Mother grew gravely ill and needed to reside in the Hospital.
How I went on, caring for Ashe, meeting Joey, and acting as though there was nothing wrong in life, even though there was.
Every single time my Father returned, he beat me, and I was left to only scream silently, for fear that he would hurt me more if I were to tell.
I told Joey that this was why I never let him come over, because I was afraid of my Father popping in for one of his commonly random visits.
I told Joey how he came tonight, and was waiting for me. How that was why I was acting so strange when I left his truck, and why I couldn't answer his texts.
By this time I'm sobbing into my palm and snffling horribly.
But I keep going.
"I-I was so scared when he just lunged at me. He-He smashed my head into a table, and so, rather than running at that point, I curled into a tight ball to try and make it so that he couldn't hurt me too badly, but he kicked my arm just right, and with so much force that it just.. It must've broke. That's when I ran. I shoved him and got to my feet, barely noticing as I cast a glance to our ringing phone." I gasp in quickly,"Now I know it was your number, and-and... I just ran out.. Hopinh I could find you, ask to have AShley to stay at your house.. Joey, I was actually planning to go back.. UntilI saw your truck, and the ambulance and... And.." I gasp in before I keel over and start breathing quickly, sobbing,"I'm so sorry Joey! I'm sorry!"
I look p at him with a glassy, unfamiliar dull hazel gaze, slicked with tears as they ran down my soft cheeks.
"I told your Dad.. AndI.. ijust.. Please don't say anything about this to anyone Joey! Please! I'm afraid that if anyone else figure out, that he'll killl me, and then hurt Ashe instead!" I beg, and it was amazing how, even at this point, I was still scared for Ashleys safety over mine.

[belle reve]

Ĵσɛʏ Ƨмʏтнɛ

"Two plus two... Six?"
Location: Hospital
Mood: In Pain
Status: Single
Crush: None
Talking to: Taylor

Joey limped in, still having that lightheaded feeling, and set himself in the chair, setting the crutch on the wall. "Alrig-" the teen began, but his friend immediately began talking. He tried to catch every word spilling from her lips, along with piecing it together. But, slowly, it steadied to a stream of word in his head rather than a puzzle. "Taylor," he whispered softly, but the girl wasn't done. She launched into the moments before the accident, and explained about why Ashe was at his house. I just figured it was because her parents weren't home... Then, Taylor truly broke. She feel to her knees, and bursted into tears, exclaiming her sorrow. "You shouldn't be sorry, Tay." Joey rolled the chair over to her with one leg, stooping down and resting a hand on her shoulder. "Never be sorry for that. Ever." Taylor looked up at him, tears pouring from those glassy, clouded eyes. He took his hand from her shoulder, carefully resting his hand on the outline of her cheekbone, and using his thumb to wipe away some of the salty tears. "I won't tell your dad, I promise. I won't tell anybody. But..." he paused, hoping she'd be okay with this, "I'm not letting you go back. You're gonna stay with me 'till we get things sorted out. I'm not gonna let him hurt you again."