Jenna: Her whole face was tear streaked and her hair was a terrible mess. She couldnt believe the situation that she had placed herself in. Knowing that she knew nothing about the direction to her house, she slowly and reluctantly got into the car. He was the first friend that she had here, and she was just too stupid, but to have him know about what that was going on. The very thought of her father made her depressed. He had taken every single thing away from her. Even her innocence. Looking down at her hands, she played around with them, avoiding her gaze from the scars. She hated her dad for making her do that to herself. " send me home.. please " Deep inside, she didnt want to go home, and badly wanted james help.
Annabeth took his hand as they walked towards the main stages. "You can go shopping more after the set," She chuckled as she moved through the crowds. AA's set was one of the last of the night. Black Veil Brides' set was the last. Once they got closer to the stage, she smiled over at hm.
Jenna: A million thoughts were running on her mind. How could he have found out ?. She had to make sure that he doesnt tell anyone. If her father found out, she would be as good as dead. She wanted to stay here very badly, but she knew that that wasnt possible. Her dad wanted her home and she couldnt rebel agaisnt him. She simply stared down at her lap, her tears threatening to slow. " I..I..Can't.." With that, she got down from the bed and went into the bathroom to change. Coming out, she said softly, almost inaudible. " Thanks for keeping me ..here...las..last..night.." She cant help it, but to have her voice crack towards the end. She knew, that she would just break down infront of him if she muttered another word. Not wanting that to happen, she ran out of his soor and quickly got out of the house.
"What'cha drawing?" The curiosity got to the better of Peyton and the thin faced woman stopped what she was doing. Coraline's pencil tightly gripped in her hand, looking as if she was going to break it for being sidetracked out of her thoughts. Looking down at Peyton, her dark eyes seemed darker before she looked back down at her sketchbook and sighed.
"Whatever's going to get me money to help pay for this house, that's what." Her voice was venomous and it was a red flag telling Peyton to book it. Coraline always got like this when it came to work, there was no nonsense and everything had to be done perfectly. With her there, it was almost a nuisance.
"Which is?" Her curiosity was continuing to slowly peek and the older woman noticed this. Sighing, she tapped the eraser at the paper.
"The McDougall's down the block wanted me to draw something up to represent family." She scoffed a bit. "You know, they're gonna have kids now so it's a big deal for them. So I'm drawing interlocking hands. See, that's supposed to be the baby's and that's either the mother's or father's hand; I opened it for interpretation."
Nodding her head to seem like she cared about the deeper, intellectual meaning, Peyton got up. "Well, sounds fun but you don't seem to be in the mood to talk."
"Nope." As she shading, Peyton frowned.
"Want me to go get you something?"
Looking up, Coraline sighed, exhaling out of her nose. "Yeah, when you go out to feed, go spike some wine for all of us. I think we can use that."
Fallyn felt his mouth open under hers and followed suit, letting her tongue mingle with his. Her legs tightened around his waist and she let her hands grip his tshirt. She moaned softly in the back of her throat, her hands moving up to tangle into his hair. And for the first time, she cursed the blasted shirt she wore for being between them.
Jenna: Leaning in closer to him, she mumbled a ' yes '. She was deeply touched of his actions just now. He was so soft with her. Being with him made her feel protected and she would do anything to stay in his arms all day. " I have to go home..soon.." She was so scared of what was going to happen later on. A home was supposed to be a safe place, noy a hell. Tucking her legs in, she smiled up weakly at him. He was gorgeous. She was wondering whether or not she was developing feelings for him and she was scared of it. Never will he like a girl like her.
Jenna: Peeling back her eyes, she rubbed them with her small closed fist. A small yawn escaped from her. She was still so tired, but it was one of the better sleep that she have had. Holding onto her pillow tighter, she realised that it was actually james waist. Sge smiled up at him, her cheeks flushing a bright pink. She had actually fallen asleep beside him. Being with him, made her feel safe. She was guilty for keeping him awake earlier. Sitting up, she leaned back agaisnt the headboard. Soon, she would have to go home and receive yet, a beating. She just hated her life. Her cuts were stinging as she looked down at her wrists. Sighing, she limply layed it across her lap. " Did you stay up all night ? "
Fallyn smiled and blushed, chuckling softly. "Well if you insist." She whispered softly before pressing her lips to his. The kiss was soft and slow, she waited for him to make the first move to make the kiss more intense, or stop it.
Fallyn gasped quietly. She wasn't expecting that. A blush coated her cheeks as stared at him. "You want me to be your girlfriend?" She couldn't believe she'd heard him correctly, but she knew she had. Smiling shyly, she nodded. "Yes. Yes, I'll be your girlfriend." She smiled and pressed her lips to his softly before pulling back just enough so she could look at him as their breaths mingled between their lips.
After what seemed to be countless hours, Peyton woke up to darkness. Her head pounded and she ran a tired hand through her head. It was about 11 something at night. Not the earliest she's been up but definitely not the latest. She missed winter, she liked the longer nights so she could get out more. That was always something for her to look forward to. Thank God it was already autumn and her favorite time the year was only months away; she felt excited just thinking about it. After waking, up she rushed to take a shower, quickly cleaning herself up and changed into the first clothes she saw, a stripped sweater with some dark skinny jeans.
After walking downstairs, she scanned the room, noting that only Coraline was up at this hour, sitting in the living room and drawing something up for a commissioner. She got her money by drawing and making art for others, it sounded like a fun job to Peyton if only she could draw. She liked taking photos more, and the irony of that was harsh to her; too bad she didn't show up in any photos anymore. Sitting down next to her, the younger woman peered over Coralin'e shoulder to watch her draw, not wanting to snap her out of her thought process.