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Upon arriving at the beach, Natalie quickly separated from her roommates. She didn't remotely care to be around anyone other than her Alex, Estelle (for a little) or Bianca and Whitney. She was positive her roommates didn't much like her either. She quickly changed into her beachwear and went to find Bianca, who she was on good terms with now. She had called Natalie and stayed on the phone with her for hours, talking to her so she could calm down. Yes, Bianca treated everyone except Whitney, Estelle, and now her like crap, but she wasn't that bad. She had shown that she was at the very least against what Estelle had done.

When she got to where the twins and Estelle were staying, Natalie knocked and was greeted by Bianca. "Hey Bianca," she said, "You and Whitney want to come to the pool?"

"Oh, sure. Sounds better than lying around here. Whitney and I just have to get our stuff in the bathroom. Why don't you go wait in the lobby?"

Natalie nodded and made her way to the lobby, where she noticed Estelle sitting there. She casually walked by and sat in the chair next to her, wanting to be noticed so she could give Estelle an earful.

 

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WEARING ⧉ DATE▹ 03/22/2016 ⧉ DAY▹ 09 & 1/4​

MOOD▹ ALONE ⧉ LOCATION▹ BEACH​

OOC▹✖ ⧉ INTERACTION▹DENNIS​

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Pierce was the last one left in their hotel room. She had blushed when Elisa mentioned cuddling while they slept. It didn't bother her or anything. Sophie was a sleep cuddler too. It would just be different cuddling with someone else, especially someone that had a boyfriend. Pierce used the alone time to unpack all her things into two drawers, leaving plenty of other drawers for the others. They had all gone to go swimming. Swimming sounded fun, but she didn't have anyone to swim with. In all honesty, Pierce kinda wanted to talk to Elisa about what happened with Oliver during her birthday. Elisa seemed like a good person to talk to about it and could probably be trusted not to say anything.​

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She dug through her things until she found the book Oliver gave her. She actually had been reading it. It was ... something. Pierce felt invasive, learning about all these women's horrible experiences being raped. It was pretty traumatizing to read. They had some pretty inspiring stories about how they moved past it all, but it was overall rather traumatizing. She had put it down a few times, but she really wanted to read it all the way through since Oliver gave it to her. If it had been from anyone else, then it would probably just sit on her bookshelf forever without being opened. Still, she couldn't believe he thought that of her. It was so embarrassing. If it hadn't been for what happened after, she probably would have died from embarrassment.​

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Pierce tucked the book under her arm and headed out to the beach. She shielded her eyes from the sun with her hand. It was so bright outside. Reading the book would probably hurt her eyes. Sunlight always made pages far too bright. The beach wasn't too far away. She slipped her feet out of her shoes and carried them the rest of the way, wanting to feel the sand between her toes. It was nice. There was a small smile on her face as she watched everyone else having fun. She wanted to join them, but would feel weird just going up to one of the random groups. Instead, she took a seat in the sand near Dennis. Pierce gave him a half wave and propped up her knees to hold the book for her.​

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She flipped through the pages until she found the one she left off on. It was a story about some woman who had become a recluse after her rape, too afraid to leave her home. She was afraid of everything and everyone. These stories were so sad. Pierce looked up from the page and forced on a smile. ❝ Hi Dennis, ❞ she greeted him before her chocolate brown eyes dropped back down to the page.​

 

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Upon arriving at hut that they all would be sharing and looked around it first. The first thing that he noticed was the hammock on the patio, which was soon claimed by another one of the guys. Eh, that didn't really bother him too much, the bed would be perfectly fine for him. So placing his things down on the bed, he waited til the bathroom was empty before heading in and changing. ​

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When that was finished, he grabbed a towel before heading to the lobby. Not much to his surprise there were a bunch of people there. While he did manage to avoid bumping in to anyone, seeing Estelle sitting down caught his attention. In fact it reminded him that something had happened between her and Nat. This a good chance to figure out what had happened so he headed over to her and took a seat next to her.​

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"Hey Estelle." He said upon sitting down. From what he could tell it seemed like she was waiting for someone. Unless it was Nat, which he somewhat doubted, he had no idea who she could be waiting on. Oh well, he'd find out soon enough anyway.​

 

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Estelle looked over at Nat. She had sat beside her. "Listen Nat, I need to talk to you-" Estelle started to say, but she had no idea what exactly she wanted to talk about. She was going to start on a rant, when she was interrupted. She was more surprised by the fact that Alex had come up to her, and totally ignored Nat. "Hey Alex." She said surprised. "Umm.." She looked over at Nat. "Would you like to go to the beach?" Estelle asked him, not knowing exactly how comfortable she was with this.​

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Estelle lain out her towel, and lied on it. She took off the coverupish dress she was wearing, and was in her bathing suit. "Once you're ready we can go swim." Estelle said smiling. She tied her long back hair back in a pony tail, and quickly searched the beach for the other Alex. Though still, no where to be found, Estelle wasn't going to complain about her new found company. ​

 

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Seraphina saw that someone had started to call over Evan. "Well, it looks like you better be going." Seraphina said to him. "Nice talking to you." She said, giving him one more splash before she went back to shore. She walked out of the ocean. Her hair glowed with a brighter but damp red. She searched the beach, and eyed Shane, who was lying back on a beach blanket closer to the shore. She started to walk over. She glanced around for a second, a lot of people were looking at her now. Her face burned, and as soon as she made eye contact with some, everyone else turned back to their own business. She sat down beside him, and tapped him on the shoulder. ​

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"Hey there." Seraphina said. Her hair lied wet on her back, one strand falling near the side of her face. Her eyes sparkled as normal, but something about being near the beach made them stand out even more. She found herself wondering what he thought of her in her swim suit. She blushed rapidly, trying to removed the thought from her hand. She looked a way for a second, trying to hide the fact she was blushing. "I was hoping that I would find you somewhere around here." Seraphina laughed, getting into a more comfortableposition.. She laughed nervous, moving that piece of hair away from her face and then looking back over at him. ​

 

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The blue haired teen squealed as Ryder wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up in the air. "Hey there," he said before giving her a kiss - in which she wrapped her arms around his neck but when they broke off and her feet found its way back to the sand beds below she slid her wet hands down to his shoulders. She smiled up at him, gazing into his deep, blue eyes that sparkled like the waves hitting the sun. Her body was still pressed against his, she could feel their bare skin touching and it made her blush.

She immediately covered it up with a grin and took a step back from her boyfriend and turned to Richie. She kept the happy expression on for her best friend and ran up to him giving him a hug. When she released the boy she took a couple more steps to stand in between them and speak to them both. She cleared her throat for a moment, then put her fists by her waist before pumping one into the air, "It's beach time!"

Excited as ever, Elisa bent down and cupped her hands together. They gathered water and then she began splashing them to both Ryder and Richie. Giggles and laughter escaped her as she tried to run away from the splashes they would throw at her. As they played together, they slowly started to veer off from the shore. At first, the water would stop by her waist and it would be easy to splash everyone! But as she continued to run away, the water was already by her chest and soon she could barely touch the floor below! She had to keep jumping up and down - but hey! It was all good!

Feeling a little tired from all the splash sparring the trio had, she swam over to her boyfriend, wrapping her arms over his shoulders and staying close to him. She locked her legs over his torso and pressed onto his back - like a piggy back ride! She was wanting and still giggling after all that fun. She looked at the twins, they seemed to be having a good time too!

She licked her salty lips, and tucked wet, blue locks behind her ear, "So, we've got this whole resort to ourselves for the next couple days. Any big plans you guys want to do?"

 

Evan was talking around with Scarlet when she asked him if he was always this stoked. Was he always this stoked? Well that was quite the dumb question coming from this red head. Yes indeed it was. Evan was stoked about everything....everything. Except for well, the things he wasn't stoked about. One of them being the sound of a distraught now brown haired girl who was a friend to him. This could only be bad. He bid goodbye to Scarlet and made his way over to Ria through the ocean. She looked like absolute shit. Like, really bad.

Evan walked up to her and picked her up. He honestly had no idea what he was supposed to do in this situation. All that he could figure was that the most likely cause of her sudden distraught-ness was related to Cherry Red. He felt a bit stupid for leaving her and him unwatched so he could have mediated any blowout between the two. Now he was in this really bad situation, situation Cobra. Cobra meaning the moment when the emotional climax of these two had finally peaked, (the Cobra had nothing to do with the plan at all.) All of his usual comfort methods would probably prove to be pretty useless in this situation. Not to mention swimming was out of the question since he never recalled her once doing any of the good old swimming stuff.

He simply started to pat her on the back and hug her for comfort. "It's okay now, I'm here for you. Just tell me everything that's got your mood down." It was really all he could manage in this situation.[DOUBLEPOST=1383005612][/DOUBLEPOST]Dennis was busy just chilling on the beach, not really too much to be done there. Though while usually something like this would be perceived as boring, Dennis quite enjoyed the little bit of peace and quiet in the outdoor time he had. It was quite the nice change of pace from the....absolutely nothing post worthy he had been doing these past days. Regardless he was simply lying around when someone had walked near him. He looked up to see it was good old Pierce. She took a seat near him and gave him a slight wave, to which he simply waved back as well. She pulled out a book and started reading it and gave him a smile saying "hi Dennis."

"Hi there Pierce." The mostly shy girl's eyes immediately dropped back to the pages she was reading in her book. For some reason Pierce reminded him of some girl in a story who had long white hair and could talk to spirits, or something like that, but that was neither here nor there. He figured that he should at least follow up with something, since she did greet him an all. "So what's the book your reading about?"

He kind of interested in what the book was, since he did need to get back into reading things that weren't just on the computer one of these days. And seeing as how she was so in to the book that she was reading, it had to be some kind of a good read. He could always go with recommendations.

 

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⟣ DATE⁞ Tuesday, March 22nd, 2016 ⟡ DAY⁞ 09 1/4 ⟡ MUSIC ⟢​

⟣ LOCATION⁞ Beach ⟡ INTERACTION⁞ Elisa ⟢​

⟣ WEARING ⟡ OOC⁞ ◙ ⟢​

Elisa seemed to be having a really good time and she was acting as her incredibly dorky self. She could be pretty embarrassing, but it didn't really matter with how she looked in that bikini. She could be as dorky as she wanted like that. Elisa was splashing water everywhere and swimming around and bobbing up and down in the water. Ryder's senses were overloading with everything Elisa and he couldn't really think straight. He hadn't seen her this exposed in a really long time. Not to mention he hadn't had sex in even longer. It was driving him crazy. He was thankful for each splash to the face she gave him. It helped clear his thoughts and distract him from the fact that his girlfriend was more than half naked and dripping wet. N O P E. It was becoming worse.​

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She swam over to Ryder, wrapping her arms over his shoulders and pulling herself close to him. Ryder tensed up in the water as she locked her legs around her torso. His eyes bugged out when he felt her chest pressed against his bare back. He swallowed and wrapped his arms around her legs to hold her up. Elisa was still giggling. She was always giggling. If it wasn't for the fact that it would ruin her camera, she would probably be taking pictures right about now as well. "So, we've got this whole resort to ourselves for the next couple days. Any big plans you guys want to do?"​

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He leaned forward in the water, rocking Elisa on his back. "Doesn't matter to me. I'm down for pretty much anything." It was true, so long as anything didn't involve Richie every time. He couldn't handle that. Especially lately. Richie was extra horrible to be around when it was just the two of them. He always had this look in his eyes that sent Ryder into an uproar. "We could play a game or something."​

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⎛WEARING⎠ • ⎛OOC⎠ • ⎛DAY: 9 & 1/4⎠​

⎛LOCATION: Beach⎠ • ⎛INTERACTION: Evan⎠​

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Maria could hear Evan splashing his way over to her. She didn't bother looking up to see how close he was. She didn't have the energy for that. Maria didn't have the energy for anything right now. She felt his presence looming over her. Evan bent down and wrapped his hands around her arms, lifting her to her feet. He pulled her in close and Maria wrapped her arms around his chest. Evan was soaking wet but she didn't care. Maria buried her face into his bare chest, still sobbing. He pat her on the back and hugged her for comfort. Water was dripping down off Evan's hair onto her head and even though she had been starting to dry off slightly, that was all but gone. ❝ It's okay now, I'm here for you. Just tell me everything that's got your mood down. ❞ he told her.​

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She sniffled. Her bangs tickled her eyes and her tears burned her cheeks. Maria's heart wouldn't stop racing and she was starting to feel dizzy and tired. ❝ I got knocked into the pool and Tucker dove in to save me. And things were all weird and awkward and uncomfortable and then he wanted to know why - why we couldn't be friends. He wouldn't let me go until I told him. And, and I did; and it hurts so much. I just - I just ran away like some little kid. I feel so pathetic. What kind of person just runs away? ❞​

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Maria pulled away from him to look up at Evan. She honestly felt ashamed of herself for not being able to face what he had to say, but after spilling out everything she had been holding in for months, Maria just couldn't stand the idea of not getting the last word. Was that petty of her? She pressed her lips together and hugged Evan tightly again. At this rate, she would probably never be dry again and she felt bad for standing there on the beach crying on him while he was trying to have a good time. ❝ I'm sorry. You were swimming and having fun, ❞ she choked out between sobs.​

 

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MOOD▹ ALONE ⧉ LOCATION▹ BEACH​

OOC▹✖ ⧉ INTERACTION▹DENNIS​

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❝ Hi there Pierce. ❞ replied Dennis.​

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Pierce lifted her gaze to smile at him again before going back to her book. These stories were so vivid and detailed it disturbed her a great deal. She made sure to shield the title of the book with her legs. If anyone saw what she was reading she might di -- ❝ So what's the book your reading about? ❞​

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Her brown eyes widened to the point where they were practically bulging out of her face. Slowly, her skin started to turn red in the sun and not from a burn. Her cheeks flushed crimson and her throat became too parched to speak. Pierce mashed her lips together and lifted her gaze to meet Dennis's. That only made things worse. ❝ Ah, um ... Well you see ... It's - it's ... ❞ Oh jeez! ❝ OvercomingCripplingAnxieties: TheDiaryofRapeVictims, ❞ she said in a rush. Pierce lifted the book up and out of her lap to flash the cover at him before shoving it back between her legs. There was no recovering from this. ❝ It ah, it was a g - gift about um, rape victims ... that ah, overcome cri - crippling anxieties.... Oliver gave it to me for my bir - birthday. ❞ She cleared her throat. They needed an immediate subject change.​

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❝ How's um, the band? He ah, went with you as the drummer, r - right? I said you sh - should be the drummer. ❞ Dear God! This really wasn't making things any better. Pierce buried her face between the pages, unable to look back at Dennis. What must he be thinking of her right now? No one read books about Rape Victims. These were the reasons why people made fun of her and thought she was weird. It was all self - inflicted.​

 

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He didn't watch her sprint off when she did. How could he? All the words she uttered - or rather, passionately yelled - kept him completely petrified.

❝ How dare you Tucker Knowles. ❞
❝ I can't be your friend. ❞
❝ You want me to be around you while you put me through pain? ❞
❝ I resent you for picking her over me. ❞

He stayed still, his blurred vision glued at one wet tile on the floor. The only obvious movement he was making was blinking and if someone noticed breathing in an uneven manner. However, inside - it was all over the place. All his guts - his heart, his lungs, intestines, stomach, and even his muscles all felt like a bunch of clawed fingers had pierced into them and began stretching them forcefully as they tore apart from his body.

The confused, hurt, angered, guilt-tripped and depressed cherry haired man stood there completely dumbfounded. His mind was erratic. It was like all the different things Maria spurted out were flashed in his mind for less than a second at a time. He had no clue on what to focus on. He was lost.

❝ Do you have any idea how badly it hurts me Tucker? ❞
❝ I thought with time we could be friends again, but we can't. ❞
❝ You have chosen a child over us! ❞
❝ I. Love. You. ❞

Tucker could feel his lower lip trembling and the tears from his eyes not stopping. He reached up to gently wipe his tears away - which was useless since they kept falling - and he looked down at his dampened salty fingers and breathed out as if he couldn't believe he was crying. He finally looked up from below and glanced around. People were staring at him. Some with faces of concern, others some kind of smirk and others - heck, he didn't even know what that expression was. He blinked a couple times and everything was still hazy and quiet but then a second later it was like he could hear the people's murmurs as they watched him.

"Did you hear that girl, she said child!"
"Man, that was one break-up. Should have got it on my phone."
"I don't care, he's cute!"
"That felt like reality television but you know, like, real."
"Is he crying? Ohmygod, how pathetic."

It was as if he just got zapped into reality. He felt his entire body shaking and his eyes darted from one person to the next until he finally felt his stone-like limbs begin to move. He took a step back, followed by another and then another. All those horrid words were still echoing in his ears and he just wanted to stop hearing them but even as he placed his hands tightly onto his ears and closed his eyes tightly he could still hear them. His breathing became very heavy and completely unstable and before he could register it into his chaotic mind, his legs had carried him off to a sprint back towards his room.

He dodged on going people, not even bothering to say excuse me or stop and be polite. He didn't stop running. He couldn't. It was like he was being chased by the voices in his head and he just wanted to ignore it and forget about it completely but they were hot on his trail.

The disoriented man finally made it to the door of his room, practically crashing into the door before he was able to grip the doorknob, turn it an stumble into the room.

He shut the door behind him quickly and an alarmed Erik greeted him. The older man had previously just been lying in bed, enjoying himself over a book but once his younger friend noisily entered the room it was clear that something was wrong. How Tucker looked probably left the dark haired man speechless. He probably looked really pathetic and broken - which was actually, really appropriate because that's how it felt. The two men stared at each other for a couple seconds, as many different things began to come into Tucker's mind.

Part of him wanted to give Erik a shove - not the friendly one he usually did, but a proper shove that would cause him to slam against the wall and allow Tucker to throw some punches. He didn't exactly know why he felt like doing it but everything was so confusing and instinctively all Erik beeped now in his head was bad ne- ❝ Erik hasn't betrayed you. He's looking out for your best interests. ❞ His hands balled into fists, letting out an annoyed sigh as he looked away from Erik.To believe it or not? …Did it matter? He bit down at his bottom lip and then quickly got onto moving again. He grabbed the phone he had left on the bed and some clothes to change into, went into the bathroom and slammed the door shut without a word.

Tucker made sure he locked the door and he immediately started playing some loud rock music on full blast on his phone to guise the sounds Erik might have been making for him to get out of the bathroom. Before any of his thoughts could go any further, he noticed that the last thing he did on his phone was text Freya - because their conversation was up on his screen. For a moment he just stared. Blinked. Waited until he felt some emotion out of it but when nothing came, Maria's voice came blundering into his mind again. ❝ Freya, pushed me up against a wall, held her arm to my throat so that I could barely breathe, and threatened me to stay away from you. ❞ The sudden adrenaline from running away from the murmuring voices quickly drained and now there was nothing to distract him from the internal pain.

The cherry red haired man slid down to sit on the floor with his back onto the wall as he began to sob. He crossed his legs together and placed his elbows by his knees as he slammed his forehead into his palms. He choked on his sobs, beginning to cough out and feeling like he was going to vomit. Breathing was a struggle because every breath was just another exhaling sob and it felt like his lungs were lined with needles. He swore his heart had been ripped out of him because all he felt in his chest was excruciating pain while his stomach also threatened to twist and turn incredibly uncomfortably.

It was slowly crawling up to him that everything: all of the hurt and pain he was feeling - all the hurt and pain Maria was feeling - this was all his fault. All of it. He hadn't felt this much pain for a very long time - knowing that he had caused someone to go through something so awful and tormenting? He thought that was all in the past. But it wasn't and just like while he was growing up - he never realized it and when he finally did, it was all too late.

He began to dig his elbows deeper and deeper into his skin, hoping that the physical pain he began putting himself would ease the other. He could feel his ankles grinding against the tile floor of the bathroom. He grabbed his cherry locks in his fingers and began to pull at them, squeezing his nails into his palms until it hurt so much he wanted to stop but he didn't.

How could he have not seen it again? The pain of others - especially the one caused by him. It would be a lie to say he never knew how Maria felt. He just didn't remember because he ignored it. He purposely did not commit it to memory - it was just something he did. He never expected their dwindling friendship to be blown so out of proportion. He didn't want to stop being friends with her in the first place and now… now that was all over.

❝ I thought with time we could be friends again, but we can't. ❞

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❝ Do you have any idea how badly it hurts me Tucker? ❞

Shut up.

❝ I can't be your friend. ❞

Shut up!

❝ You want me to be around you while you put me through pain? ❞

"Shut up!" his fingers gripped his hair even more tightly as he pressed his elbows deeper into his skin. It was already bruising. The voices wouldn't stop. It was like a broken record. Stop it already! Couldn't they understand? He was in pain too!

He hoped that every ounce of his body would die in a second. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. He couldn't feel. He couldn't. Everything just felt like it was getting worse and worse and worse. He wanted it to end. He didn't want this anymore. All he did in life was cause people problems and grant them misfortunes. The demon of guilt that lived inside him finally took over. He couldn't handle it anymore. He just wanted everything to stop.

His phone lit up suddenly. He didn't know for what reason but the moment it did he lashed out. He wanted everyone to stay away from him! He was dangerous! He was a living curse! Why did people still want to speak with him?! His hand reached for his phone quickly and with one swift notion he threw it against the wall in front of him. The loud rock music immediately got cut. He exhaled heavily, then with another burst of self-hatred, he threw his head back. The wall made contact with the back of his skull with a rather loud thud.

Everything was hazy from there. He probably hit himself harder than he should have but he didn't care. It seemed to have worked. The demons and the voices and the vultures seemed to have died down along with everything else.

It sounded like it came from a great distance but there was loud knocking at the door. Heh, were they worried about him? He hoped not. Tucker was enveloped by only a single thought now: ❝ You are destroying me Tucker. It hurts so much. ❞ and she was completely right. It was wrong to be with him because that's all he could do well. He obviously wasn't keen on keeping friendships or remembering things or knowing who were the villains and the heroes. He was a destroyer.

❝ I. Love. You. ❞


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◀LOCATION⦂ ROOM ✐ OOC⦂ NONE ▶​

◀ WEARING ✎ ♫ ✐ DAY⦂ 09 & 1/4 ▶​

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Erik had been taking advantage of the empty room to read. He thought about going down to the beach with everyone else,but the image of Lennox and Julius together just did not go well in his head. Instead, he would just chill here. It wasn't bad, lying on the bed with his book in his hand. It was all pretty relaxing right up until the noises sounded at the door. Tucker came flying in and slammed the door behind him. Erik scrambled to his feet, immediately shutting the book without bothering to mark his page. He was good at finding what page He left off on pretty easily. "Hey Tuck," he greeted worriedly. Tucker looked like literal Hell. They locked eyes, but no sound came from his red - headed friend. Tucker looked ready to murder someone and Erik mentally prepared himself for his friend to lash out. It wouldn't have been the first time and Erik knew from past experience that he could take Tucker. The cherry red - head broke away his gaze and grabbed his stuff before marching to the bathroom. "Tucker what happened?" Erik tried to ask, but the handle clicked as the lock engaged.​

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There was no response, just the sound of extremely loud rock music pouring out from under the door. Erik shook his head and sighed. It had been years since his best friend looked this distraught. Not even when he came over in January was he the bad off. Erik knocked on the door, and knocked, and knocked. Nothing. "Tucker open up. Talk to me." He tried calling out to his friend. It was no use. Erik was thankful Evan and Julius weren't here. They wouldn't know how to deal with Tucker. Erik knew. This was an Erik problem. He hoped he would never see his best friend this messed up ever again. It had been nearly ten years. Apparently some things just didn't change. It was just a matter of what sent him into the downward spiral?​

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He knocked some more. Erik pulled out his phone and tried sending Tucker a text. Sometimes it was easier for a person to write how they felt rather than say it. Choked up sobs could make it difficult to get the words out. He pressed send. A minute passed by and the music ended, followed by a crashing sound. Erik shook his head. Did he really just break his phone? "Tucker open up!" He called out one last time while pounding on the door. There was a thud and Erik was starting to get seriously concerned.​

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He set his phone down on the table and rubbed his hands together. Erik took a few steps back and braced himself for the soon to be self-inflicted pain he would receive. With a deep breath, he charged forward and threw his weight against the bathroom door. It didn't break, but there was a cracking sound and a split was present in the wood. He rubbed his shoulder before slamming his whole body into the door one more time. It gave and splinters of wood flew everywhere. They mixed with the broken bits of phone already on the floor and he stepped carefully into the bathroom gripping his shoulder. He would be sore in the morning.​

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Tucker was sitting on the floor by the toilet. "Tuck?" He asked calmly, "What happened? Did someone see your scars again?" Even that didn't seem like it would be big enough to shake his friend this badly. One did not go this many years without finding out about the number of scars marking his friend's body. There was no reply. Erik knelt down in front of Tucker, their brown eyes meeting. Erik had never seen Tucker's chestnut eyes so dull and lifeless before. There was a dent in the wall behind his head. That would account for the thud he heard. Erik shook his head. He inspected Tucker up and down. He appeared to be doing some mild harm to his body. Erik grabbed both of his wrists and pulled them away from Tucker's body. "Talk to me," he commanded softly, attempting to coerce what happened out of him. Erik let go of Tucker's wrists and pulled his friend in close wrapping his arms around him. "Tucker you can talk to me. You know that." He wasn't really sure what to do.​

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Erik let his hands slide back down to Tucker's wrists and stepped on his toes to pull him up to his feet. His clothes were soaking wet. "Come on. Let's get you changed and you can lie down." He was trying the best he could to help his friends, but they weren't kinds anymore. They wouldn't get anywhere beating each other up until one submitted and confessed what was wrong. Erik really had no idea what could be bothering him. He picked up Tucker's dry clothes and handed them over to him. "Come on Tuck," he urged him.​

 

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Julius could feel the finger run down his chest and instantly his eye widened as he stared down at the finger. He was defiantly not used to such treatment and he really did not know to really react to the girl before him. She really did not take well to the fact that she was similar to her brother, but was being similar to a sibling really that bad?

She began to say ridiculous things and soon enough his eye began to twitch "Oi, watch what your saying...Im not into your brother...or men in general..." Julius said closing his eyes as he crossed his arms quite disturbed with what she said before casually smiling "and besides, though your doing all the flirting, doesn't mean I've grown an attraction to you" Julius said opening his eye with smirk. It wasn't necessarily a lie since most of his emotions were quite a mess when dealing with Lennox so even if he did feel attracted to he he was too confused to know.

 

After the question had been asked Pierce started to seem a bit...odd. Her eyes widened and her face seemed to turn extremely red. She was either really embarrassed or had some serious sun burn problem. Her gaze eventually met his own and she finally seemed like she was going to answer him."Ah, um ... Well you see ... It's - it's ..." she seemed to be stammering to find the answer to this. "OvercomingCripplingAnxieties: TheDiaryofRapeVictims." Oh....EEEHHHHHHHHHH?! Dennis had absolutely no idea how to respond to this. At all. Was it a joke? Probably just some odd Pierce humor. She then showed him the cover of the book. It was not a joke. "It ah, it was a g - gift about um, rape victims ... that ah, overcome cri - crippling anxieties...." Wait was Pierce...? Did she get...? "Oliver gave it to me for my bir - birthday." That was some gift!

Dennis just kind of sat there. Speechless. Because honestly this situation was totally not what he was expecting at all. He too was wide eyed now and could not find the words to say at all. Either Pierce was...yeah, or she was into reading this kind of stuff. He hoped it was the latter. Every time he tried to form a response to her, the words simply would not form. "How's um, the band? He ah, went with you as the drummer, r - right? I said you sh - should be the drummer." Oh thank the lord a topic change.

"Uh, y-yeah, yeah I am. Uh, um, th-thanks for recommending m-me." He gave her a shaky thumbs up. The whole rape victim book was still throwing him completely off. "But, uh, um, yeah, the band thing. Been going uh, pretty, uh, pretty well. We haven't practiced recently what with having been um, well, locked in our houses, but um, uh, yeah." More topic changes were required here. "So, uh, how have you been doing recently?"

 

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JULIUS's eyes started to twitch. That must feel strange with only having one eye. He looked kind of angry. Was her teasing too much for him? Too bad... ⌈ Oi, watch what you're saying...I'm not into your brother...or men in general... ⌋ Julius said closing his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. Well that was good to know, but he didn't need to get so grumpy about it. He seemed to smile after that. He really was a strange one. ⌈ And besides, though you're doing all the flirting, doesn't mean I've grown an attraction to you. ⌋ His smile turned into a smirk and he opened his good eye up to look at her.​

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Lennox made a pouty face and took a step back from him in the water. She linked her fingers together behind her back and looked up at him with those big blue eyes of her's. ⌈ Are ya suuuuuuuuuure you're not attracted to me? Not even a little bit? ⌋ She mashed her lips together and didn't wait for a reply. ⌈ All right then. Catch ya later, mate. ⌋ Lennox saluted Julius before diving backwards into the water and back stroking closer to shore.​

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She started to walk the rest of the way and the water was too shallow to swim. Her clothes were lying exactly where she left them and she pulled the shirt on over her head and slipped on her shorts. Wet spots formed from her bikini underneath and her hair dripped water down onto her shoulders. Sand clung to her wet feet as she walked off the beach without looking back.​

 

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MOOD▹ EMBARRASSED ⧉ LOCATION▹ BEACH​

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Dennis looked pretty grateful to have been asked about the band. Apparently he was equally as uncomfortable as she was about the book she was reading. Just perfect. ❝ Uh, y-yeah, yeah I am. Uh, um, th-thanks for recommending m-me. ❞ He gave her a shaky thumbs up.​

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❝ No problem! ❞ she squeaked from within the pages of her book. Pierce wasn't even looking at the words anymore. It was just there to shield her from the world. Maybe if she buried her face deep enough, she could disappear altogether. She pressed her face in. Nope -- she just mashed her nose was all.​

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Dennis continued, ❝ But, uh, um, yeah, the band thing. Been going uh, pretty, uh, pretty well. We haven't practiced recently what with having been um, well, locked in our houses, but um, uh, yeah. ❞​

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❝ Well that's good, ❞ she told him. Pierce started to rub her nose from within the pages. This was so terribly awkward. She knew bringing the book out here would be a bad idea, she just hadn't honestly expected someone to ask her what she was reading. Just great! Dennis probably thought she was some super weirdo now or something. What if he told Oliver? Well, Oliver did give her the book, but that was beside the point.​

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Pierce lifted her head. Her eyes were so wide she looked almost terrified. ❝ Good, ❞ she replied automatically. ❝ Good. Good, good. Good, good, good, good -- ❞ Dear God! She couldn't stop. She was like a broken record. The goods just kept coming. This was a nightmare. It happened sometimes. She would get too overwhelmed and the same thing would just continue to pour out of her mouth forever until someone finally stopped her. ❝ Good, good. ❞ As if her eyes couldn't get any wider, they somehow managed. The 'goods' just kept coming. This was terrible. ❝ Ah, sorry. Um, would you look at that. It's like super late now! ❞ The sun was still shining, ❝ Best be going to bed! Bye Dennis!! ❞ It wasn't even dinner time. She scrambled to her feet. The book fell out of her lap and she started running off the beach and back to her room -- anything to get away from that situation. She didn't even realize she dropped the book in the sand until she was back to the hut. There was still no one around. At least she would have a few minutes alone to try and recover from that disaster.​

 

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He was almost oblivious to Erik breaking through the door but the wooden splinters that scattered on the floor along with the loud cracking sound brought him back to a less hazy reality. After that ruckus, it was really quirt for him again. He blankly gazed in front of him. He was still trying to catch his breath and man, did it hurt.

"What happened? Did someone see your scars again?"

The red head did not budge. The only noises coming from him were sobs that he was trying to hold back. Why did Erik bother with him? He didn't get it. What was the point? Wasn't he trying to be against him... or was Maria right?

The older man kneeled down in front of him and their eyes met. He grabbed Tucker's wrist, in which the younger friend looked away and weakly struggled to get away.

"Talk to me."

Tucker shook his head, keeping his head low and not meeting Erik's gaze. He tried to pull away from his grip but I seemed like along with hid motivation for life, his strength had depleted as well.

Erik let go of his wrists, finally, but moved in for a hug. Tucker squirmed, trying to get away. Little sobbing and whining sounds would escape his shut lips. He was wheezing and really trying to push away with no success at all. His hands were on his friend's chest, trying to get away. "No." He uttered, but it was barely even audible. He just wanted to be alone! He needed to be alone! It was better for everyone! Why couldn't anyone understand that? "Don't touch m-"

"Tucker you can talk to me. You know that." Everything fell silent again. He gulped down a sob as memories from about a decade ago rushed back into his mind. Erik was always there - back when all the kids in junior high was afraid of him and doing horrible things to him. He was there when Tucker didn't know what to do at all and he would be unstable and violent. He knew how to handle the mess of a person Tucker was and the red head knew that very well. He was right. He knew he could talk to the only older man who had never tormented him.

He fought hard not to burst into sobs. The empty cavern in his chest that used to hold his heart ached even more. His arms fell limp to his sides and he was shaking far more than before.

Erik let go of him and helped him to his feet. "Let's get you dressed and you can lie down." Tucker nodded slowly, setting his hand by the wall as he tried to keep himself up. He looked around. Oh, god. The door needed repairs, so did the wall and he actually broke his phone. Was he that upset? Wait! How was he going to contact Freya now?! ........did he really want to?

"Come on, Tuck." Erik said, handing him his dry clothes. He took them.from him and the older man exited the bathroom briefly but not going far. Tucker got dressed, truing his best to not look at the mirror because he had no intention of looking at himself. He knew how disgusting he was - ever since he was a child. He was filthy and no matter how many showers and pool saving episodes he had, nothing would rid of the scars.

He ignored the mess all over the bathroom for a moment as he exited it. With guidance from Erik, he got to the bed. Tucker curled up on the side, facing the wall with his back on Erik. He grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly against him. God, he felt so drained.

It took him a while to open his mouth without sobbing but finally he was able to speak, "I'll pay for the damages." He muttered. Swallowing a gulp once more he didn't wait for a reply from Erik, "I-I'm horrid, Erik. My father was right. I'm worthless. I only deserve punishment. I'm a monster." His breathing got more and more erratic as he spoke and his eyes stung, tears forcing themselves to appear once more. "I don't know who to trust anymore. I don't know who is telling the truth. I understand why they would lie. I just keep hurting everyone... I-it's my fault! Why I won't be able to call freya anymore. Why we've been in odd terms. Why M-maria has been hurting! Hurting so much! I... oh god-" he couldn't continue. What gave him the right to speak anyway? What gave him the right for anything?

 

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Due to the serenity that he was feeling and that he was laying down, Shane was pretty close to just taking a nap right there. What prevented him from doing so was hearing a familiar voice and a tap on his shoulders. Turning to look, he saw Seraphina sitting next to him.​

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While he'd seen her in different outfits, mainly dresses and a few casual wear, but seeing her in a swimsuit was something entirely different matter. One that cause a blush to appear on his face. "Hey there." He casually turned his head away slightly as he finished speaking. Sure she did look beautiful in the swimsuit, but he wasn't the gawking type.​

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"So, what'cha been up too?" His head was still slightly turned away as he waited for a response. In the meantime he looked up at the sky above him. ​

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"We could play a game or something." suggested Ryder, in which she hugged him tighter and nodded excitedly. That was a good idea! They were in a beach resort - there were bound to be plenty of games or sports they could all play together!

"I wonder if this place has a game room or water or outdoor activities planned out for their guests to use..." she thought out loud as she detangled her arms around Ryder and placed them on his shoulders instead, straightening her back as she placed a hand hovering over her eyes as if she was looking at the resort's huts at a distance. It was no use trying to look that far off to spot if there were such activities since they were not very close to the shore.

After a small discussion on what they would do next, Elisa hopped off of Ryder and the three raced back to the resort in order to search for games they would play. Of course, Ryder got there first and then Richie and finally Elisa. She panted, holding her dry clothes and towel in one hand while the other gripped on her sun hat and sunnies.

They all dried off quickly and Elisa tied her towel around her thin waist before they entered into the resort. Luckily, just as the turquoise teen hoped, there were lots of fun things to do! in which the trio enjoyed to the fullest.

Time passed far too quickly and they were already headed back to each of their rooms. it was really nice of the twins to walk her to her room. she gave Richie a tight hug goodbye and Ryder a sweet good night kiss. The day had been as magical as she hoped.

When she entered the room Pierce was already there. She gave her a tired smile and wave then quickly apologized for not being around. She took a quick shower and once she got out she got ready for bed. She wanted to ask about Pierce's day and exchange with her stories of her own but she was much too tired. She grabbed her stuffed rabbit and hugged it tightly as she slept in her comfiest pjs.

 

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Seraphina saw Shane's blushed and blushed even harder. She had to look away too for a second. "Not much, just ya know. Chilling out." Seraphina said. She took one more look at him. She shrugged her shoulders, and took his hand gently. "Come on, lets go swim." She said, winking at him before a grin went across her face. They both ran into the nice clear ocean water. ​

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It had been nice swimming for so long. It was one of the first times she really felt like she was having a 'Blast.'. But not everything could last as long as she walked it too. but as dinner came around they said goodbye and had to part. She had sent him a text, and told him they should meet up later. Now she was here, waiting on the beach, and hoping she didn't mess up. She had been so concerned about herself the last time she had forgotten that he was even more nervous then she was if that was even possible. She saw him coming, and she waved. ​

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"Hey Shane." She said as they greeted each other. The walked along to the beach in silence for a couple of minutes. She loved to hear the waves press gently against the shore. The sunset glowing was also a site to see. She found herself, though enjoying her freedom, missing the small things that made her home home. Though it was just a house, and not much of a home to her at all. "Aren't you glad you came here with the School Shane?" Seraphina asked curiously.​

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"Yeah, I don't get to come to the beach that often." Shane replied "I hadn't been in a long time." Seraphina asked told him. "I love to hear the sound of the waves. It just makes me feel at home." Seraphina told him. She loved the ocean. She had a fascination with it since she was little, Dolphins and mermaids. Things like that. But it seemed a bit childish now. Though, she didn't care. There was no one to tell her what not to believe in and what to think about. She just could relax. Though she did still have a bit of her accent, and a proper form of speaking, she was slowly letting it all go. She looked towards the sun for a minute. "The sunsets are always so much more beautiful by the ocean."​

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"Did you live near a beach back in France?" He asked "No. Though I couldn't complain, it was France after all. But still it was kind of saddening." Seraphina said. "I loved to go, but we were a bit far away from there. I'm so glad I'm here now though." Seraphina said. She stopped in her tracks, looking away for a minute. "I'm even happier now that I'm here with you." She told him, looking away in embarrassment.​

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"I-i'm glad to hear that." Even if he hadn't said that, his face had all the answers she would need ​

She giggled, though feeling a tad bit bad for it. "You're always so nervous Shane." Seraphina said. "You should just-" She put her hand on his shoulder and gently went down it with her fingers. "Relax a bit." She smiled playfully. ​

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She smiled at him. She thought about kissing him for a split second, but then decided it would be better if she would leave him asking why she didn't "Playing hard to get, eh?" She thought to herself. She laughed again. "I'm going to head back. I'll see you tomorrow." Seraphina said, still making solid eye contact. "Maybe we can meet up tomorrow again. Whenever you're up for it, just text me and come over to the room." She said relaxing her own hand and then turning to go. She did a sort of over-The-Shoulder-but-really-at-an-angel-so-it's-not-awkwardish look. "Maybe we can hang out by the beach again." She smiled playfully again, and then headed back to her room. ​

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Cel after a day of sitting and hanging around the beachside. She was glad that her pale skin was now nicely tanned. She smiled as she walked into her room. She was glad to finally be back. She put the bottle she had carried around back in her suit case, then lying back on the bed, her journal in hand.​

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"What an awesome day. I got a nice tan, after getting off that hot ****ing bus. And it was cool by the waves. I didn't get to test out the you know what. I don't think I want to, not today anyway." Cel wrote. "I saw that **** again. She must go to the school or something. She was alllll over Julius. I mean like, all over. Anyway, I'm not stalking him if that's what you think. I was there first, then she showed up." Cel crossed her arms, suddenly feeling as if her own diary had been attacking her. She shrugged. "Can't wait for tomorrow, lets just hope I can get through the night. I hate the people in my room, and personally, I think one of them is going to piss me off, very very quickly." She finished writing, putting her journal away, and then lying down in her bed, falling into a deep sleep. ​

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Estelle turned over on her side. She winced in pain. She felt so sick. One minute she had been swimming with Alex. Then boom, sudden sun sickness. She was awful pale, and since she didn't get out much, her body did not take well to the sudden heat or the sudden sunshine. She quickly went into the bathroom, quickly doing her nightly ritual before lying back into bed. She winced once more. She took a drink of her water, taking another pill for sickness. She sighed, everything had been so much fun up to that point. She sighed, taking another drink of water, before falling sleep. ​