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‘ in my defence , i never meant for you to find out ... like this. ’ technically , gabriel wasn't meant to find out at all. this whole ordeal started out as a fun little experiment , a way to make her shitbag of an ex regret ever cheating on her and make her feel better about herself , a very vegas way of dealing with things. of course , it ended up turning into a lot more than she'd initially bargained for. ‘ i know it doesn't sound good when you say it like that but really when you look at it , its the biggest compliment ? ’ teeth gently sink into her plush bottom lip as she attempts to further explain herself. ‘ i just really needed you and i wasn't sure if you would be down for something like that .. ’ she blinks , big brown apologetic eyes staring into his soul , corners of her mouth turned downward.

"So   that   was   the   reason   you   went   out   with   me?   To   make   your   ex   jealous?"   Gabriel's   plush   lips   thinned   into   a   fine   line   as   he   pressed   them   together   too   tightly.   The   heir   to   the   famous   sports   car   brand   had   never   felt   so   betrayed   in   his   life.   "You   could   have   told   me   right   away."

char tags pt2

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 ，vegas. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 ，vegas. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂 ，vegas.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒋𝒂𝒐𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊 ，grayson. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒋𝒂𝒐𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊 ，grayson. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒋𝒂𝒐𝒖𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊 ，grayson.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓 ，nata. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓 ，nata. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓 ，nata.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓 ，gideon. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓 ，gideon. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓 ，gideon.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒂𝒕𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 ，silver. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒂𝒕𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 ，silver. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒂𝒕𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 ，silver.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏 ，jeb. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏 ，jeb. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏 ，jeb.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 ，rose. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 ，rose. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 ，rose.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂 ，carlos. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂 ，carlos. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒂 ，carlos.

＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › threads › 𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒏 ，barbara. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › countenance › 𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒏 ，barbara. ＊ ⋮ 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 › introspect › 𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒐𝒏 ，barbara.

brow arches , playful smile dancing on her lips as she takes a step closer . ‘ oh , well . . . that's really unfortunate . ’ tone is light but laced with confidence . ‘ because i kind of , might have , definitely already did the thing you're saying no to .. ’ teeth bite softly into her bottom lip , lashes batting innocently at him .

" whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no. " / @assidvous

actual genuine dread sets in , something vegas doesn't experience often . not caring about anyone else is second nature to her , she is her only priority but when gabriel speaks her heart sinks and guilt washes over her like never before . because she cares for him , dare she say loves him and the thought of losing him makes her want to itch her skin until its bloody and raw . she fucking hates it . not being in control , it makes her feel helpless . lost. ‘ i didn't mean it like that . . . ’ gabriel was better than her ex in every way it's why she chose him in the first place but maybe now wasn't the best time to bring that up . she nods at his question stepping closer to him . ' yea , it worked ⸻ weeks ago , but he doesn't matter to me anymore ... i don't care about him . ’ pleading eyes stare into his soul , hand reaching for his . ‘ can you forgive me ? ’

It   wasn't   new   for   Gabriel   to   be   used   for   his   last   name   or   his   money.   But   it   was   new   to   be   used   just   to   make   another   person   jealous.   He   was   angry   and   disappointed,   but   not   surprised.   His   blue   eyes   sparkled   meaningfully   without   him   making   a   sound.   "A   compliment?   Really?"   He   asked,   overwhelmed,   unsure   if   he   had   heard   her   right.   The   undertone   in   his   voice   was   bitter.   "Vegas,   I   go   on   dates   with   random   people   for   money,   do   I   look   like   I   mind   doing   the   same   for   you?"   No.   On   the   contrary,   he   had   almost   completely   given   up   his   escort   job   for   her.   What   an   idiot   he   had   been.   "So   did   it   work   at   least?   Does   your   ex   want   you   back?"

heart sinks at his words , but she steps closer , eating the space between them , refusing to let the distance he's so desperately trying to create get in the way . knows he's lying too , but isn't sure if he's trying to convince her or himself anymore . she hesitates , heart hammering against brittle ribs . ‘ i call bullshit , because if you didn’t give a shit , you wouldn’t still be standing here . ’

“ that doesn’t work on me anymore, ” he states, and it’s a lie but he’s hoping he sells it well. “ when someone fucks you over enough times, you eventually stop giving a shit. ”

expletives linger on her tongue , ready for assault . but the pain collected in her chest makes it impossible to speak . the confusion that occupies her mind debilitating and the sound of her breaking heart too loud to make sense of anything he's saying . ‘ you're such a fucking coward , cruz lomax . ’ shoving him back as he tells her to leave , venom dripping from each word as she shakes her head in disbelief . ‘ look at yourself , what are you trying to prove ! ’ she had trusted him , allowed him in to see parts of her she hid from everyone else only to be dismissed so easily .

he plays it well, the role of carefree stoner. but cruz is deeply sensitive, more than most. it takes little to cut him deep, the result of never feeling worthy of much. but he's also proud, stubborn. he lets out a bitter laugh, shakes his head. but a lump soon swells in his throat. " call whatever the fuck you want, won't change the fact that i'm done. " a pause, and he fails to keep the sadness from his eyes. " you leave, " he insists, taking a step back not to recrate the distance she incinerated.

closed starter for ; @trxuvaille .

‘ all i want is a little fun . . . is that too much to ask ? ’

dark eyes are grow wide in shock , mouth slightly agape as she looks at the blonde , now covered in crimson like the room they're standing in . ‘ you're fucking insane . . . ’ words aren't spoken in disgust but admiration , adoration , unhinged excitement . the worlds biggest compliment if you were to ask her . smile that tugs at vegas' full lips lighting up dark hues as they dart from the body that lay between them back to her girl . ‘ no ones ever done anything like this for me before . ’

˖  ࣪  .  ࿐  ♡  ˚  .  open  starter:  to  all  ˖  ࣪  .  ࿐  ♡  ˚  .

♡  muse:  chasity  rivers.  early/mid  twenties.  ♡  plot:  m*rder  couple  or  y/m  undermines  just  how  much  chasity  loves  n  adores  them;  would  do  whatever  it  takes  to  prove  it  !

blood  splatters  everywhere,  really  was  unexpected  --  it  was  her  first  murder.  would  do  anything  to  impress  her  significant  other,  watching  the  life  slowly  slip  from  the  other  --  icy  blue  hues  darts  towards  the  other.  "how  did  i  do?  it  really  wasn't  as  hard  as  i  thought  it  would  be..."

lips tremble in trepidation , the lump that's formed in her throat impossible to swallow down no matter how hard she tries . ‘ i never wanted you to be the villain . i just wanted you to fight for me . ’ voice is almost a whisper , usual bravado gone , and in its place sits a quiet defeat . ‘ i'll go . ’ voice cracks as she speaks , head nodding as she turns away . wont stay where she isn't wanted . inherently unloveable is what her father had called her , the words haunting her through the years . knows she's fucked up , toxicity being all she's ever known . never been loved enough in her life to know what loving someone is like , until she met him . or so she thought .

there's no fight in him as she pushes him, allows the action, stumbles a few steps back. guilt soars through him, a knife in his chest. twisting more and more with each word that comes out of her mouth. something in him has always felt a little broken, self-doubt and lack of belief always makes it difficult for him to believe anyone could really ever want him let alone love him. " then i'm a coward, whatever. whatever makes me your villain, so fucking be it. this isn't how shit is supposed to be. we're toxic, vegas ! this is so fucking toxic. " wishes there was a way to fix it, but he doesn't know how.