A/N: These outtakes are *NOT* beta'd, like AT ALL. So my apologies for that.
**These specific outtakes below are flashbacks from Bella's past...**
The lead up and then explosion after her grandfather catches her with his (much older than her) assistant Riley, which subsequently leads to her disownment.
It gets heavy.
~~~~OUTTAKE CHAPTER 10~~~~
FLASHBACKS #1 (of 4) from Bella's Past
~Bella~
It was rainy and cold. A typical Saturday afternoon here in the not so sunny mountains of Oregon. I felt a slight tremor shoot down my spine after hearing my grandfather clear his throat outside the opened door of the den where I had pretended to study.
"Isabella, will you be eating dinner with us tonight?" he enquired from the doorway where he was rummaging through today's mail drop off. Lots and lots of letters from his constituents. All of which needed to be sorted, filed, and then ignored. I knew his mind was factually thousands of miles away, behind his desk in D.C. not here at the family compound in the middle of no effing where.
I took in a deep breath and closed my book and laptop so I could slide them back into my bag before standing up to answer his question.
I could have not answered.
He never would have noticed.
"Um, no. Not tonight. I'm going to head over to Jake's, and I probably won't be home till late. They're having a big barbeque tonight," I lied, beaming on the inside over my real plans for the evening.
"Oh okay then. I'll tell Judge Gray and his wife you said hello. See you tomorrow then," he replied without looking up from the envelopes in his hands.
I sneered at his obvious lack of interest in me and my goings-on then let out a loud sigh, "Yeah, I may even stay out, so don't be alarmed if my cars not here in the morning," I added casually, running my hands through my hair while I waited for a reaction.
A reaction I knew would never come.
I didn't have a car.
I didn't even have a damn license, or know how to drive.
"Right right. Have a nice night then. So many letters. Not enough time. Where's my phone, I need Riley here. What was I thinking giving him the day off? I haven't been able to get in touch with him all afternoon! Where is he?!" The sound of Riley's name being spoken from my grandfathers lips instantly created a familiar spark that shot down my spine all the way to the tips of my toes. I turned to head up the stairs so I could disappear into my room with my grin safely hidden on my face.
I knew where Riley was. He was at the hotel. Checking in.
The same hotel that had become our regular meet up location over the last three months of my life. I would be meeting him there later this evening, and he'd already promised me a memorable night. Though, every night with Riley seemed to be insanely memorable.
I couldn't wait to be in his arms again. It had only been a week since the last time we'd been together. But that one single week had without a doubt felt like an eternity.
Something pained me with that thought, but I brushed it away. I was happy. I wouldn't question that, I couldn't or I'd be shutting myself out from experiencing everything Riley was capable of sharing with me.
Everything happens for a reason. That's one of Jake's great mottos, I'd heard it from him all my life so I knew it was true.
Riley and I meeting- it was destiny. Him landing a job with my grandfather the way he did, with all the odds stacked against him… we were destined to meet each other someday. It wasn't our fault that there was a fifteen year age difference. Neither of us should have to suffer because of the year we were born.
What was that saying of Paul's… oh, right- 'Age ain't nothing but a number.' Words to live by right there.
Once I was eighteen my family wouldn't have a say in any of my decisions. If I wanted to be with Riley. I would be with Riley. In two weeks time all this hiding could end and I'd finally be able to live my life the way I wanted, with the people I wanted surrounding me. People who cared about me. A man who loved me.
A part of me felt guilty for all the sneaking around I'd been doing over these last few months. No one knew about my newest friend. Someone who actually cared more about talking, than they did about fucking. Not even my closest friends, the people who knew me best.
They of course had an idea that something was up. After I made myself a little less… available, they began to pry a little, but I'd ultimately shut them down the minute I realized they were fishing for information.
I glanced at my watch and noticed I was running late then quickly slid my feet into my Chucks and grabbed my overnight bag to head back downstairs. I scanned the surroundings and saw no one. With that bit of information I half skipped-half ran my way into the kitchen where my heels quickly kicked back at the sight of my step grandmothers disapproving face as she extended her arm out towards me like a school crossing guard.
"Stop running like a child. You're almost eighteen for goodness sakes." she snickered while eyeing my outfit choice with distaste clearly on her face.
"Your grandfather just told me you won't be joining us for dinner. Which is probably wise considering I'll be serving all of your favorites. I know how hard it is for you, these days, to set limits for yourself when it comes to placing appropriate portions on your plate. I suppose your absence tonight is a blessing in disguise, though, it would be nice to have you home one of these nights while your grandfather is here."
I glared at her in response and felt my teeth clench together with my fists imitating the same stance at my sides.
"I'll be home tomorrow night. Sunday dinner. As always, with a bow in my hair and my manners in place." I replied with a straight expression, praying that would be enough for her to let me go.
"I noticed you haven't worn the new jeans I bought for you last week. Did you not like them?"
My eyes narrowed further. I knew where this was going, and I was beyond done with discussing it.
"They didn't fit." I mumbled then began to make my way past her, towards the front door.
"But they were the same size I've always gotten for you. Have you gotten… larger, Isabella?"
And there it was.
"Yes grandmother. I've gotten larger. At almost eighteen, I am no longer a size zero. It's the end of the freaking world. Alert the presses. Oh wait, I know! Maybe I'm preggers? Maybe it's all just baby weight." I toyed wanting to see her squirm over such a twisted suggestion.
"Isabella Swan! Mind your manners! Don't even joke about such things. That would kill your grandfather."
"You mean it would kill his campaign by sending it into a tailspin." I corrected her, then rolled my eyes. "I'll work out longer and add another day at the gym, okay? You're absolutely right, I've been slacking and it's starting to show." I offered, not wanting to hear anymore. It was the same argument day in and day out whenever I was here.
It had been the same way my entire life.
"Fine. No more late night snacks either. I'm telling Maria to lock the cabinets from now on, before she goes to bed. I'm only looking out for your best interest dear. No man will ever want to marry you if you start to look like a crazy haired cow. It's bad enough you're tearing up your clothes and wearing those god awful sneakers everyday of your life. How you think any boy will ever take you seriously, it is beyond me, child."
I scoffed at the mental picture of a crazy haired cow in black and white chucks and reached my hand out to take the diet pill from her hand that she was extending my way.
Another routine. It was our little secret though. My special little bonding ritual with my dear sweet step grandmother.
I'd been popping these things like candy since I was eleven. That was the summer I'd developed a slight pooch in my gut after living off of ding-dongs and ho-ho's with coke and chocolate milk after I'd stayed with Jakes family for a few weeks.
~~~~~OUTTAKE CHAPTER 11~~~~~
FLASHBACK from Bella's Past (2 of 4)
~~Bella~~
Once I was out the front door I took off running towards the garden behind the house. I refused to let myself look towards any of the windows. I didn't give a damn if there were curious eyes watching me make my escape. Being back in his arms was all that mattered now. More than ever I felt the need to be with the one person who actually seemed to appreciate my existence, and not question or judge it.
Days like this made me wish I wasn't such a chicken shit when it came to sitting behind the wheel of a car. Getting to Riley faster would be a huge bonus, but the idea of driving a car… yeah… not a welcoming thought. The one time Jake tried to teach me I'd almost gotten us both killed, and ever since that day I'd vowed to never place my hands on a steering wheel again.
Sure we were only fourteen when I'd driven his dads old red truck off a short cliff into the ocean, but that didn't matter. Seeing my life flash before my eyes once was enough to ensure I'd rely on public transportation, friends, private drivers, and/or bicycles for the rest of my days.
I wasn't surprised to find Marco and Carlos working hard amongst the rose bushes in the garden. It was however unfortunate that I would have to pass by them to get to the shed where my bike was stored. They offered me a kind hello with a wave of their hand, and I returned the gesture with a smile and a wave of my own, praying there would be no questions.
As twisted as it was, the 'help', as my grandparents liked to call them, knew more about me than my own flesh and blood ever would.
"Off for another adventure, Miss Swan?" Carlos inquired, eyeing me suspiciously.
"Si. As always, Carlos. Another day of acting first, and asking questions later, " I replied with a wink, then mounted my bike after pulling it free from the opened shed.
"If you can wait, I'm about to head into town. I can give you a ride to the bus station? It looks like rain Miss."
"No thank you. According to my step grandmother, I need the exercise. I have a poncho if it starts to rain. I'll be fine. Promise. See you tomorrow."
I did my best to avoid his eyes, then pushed my foot off the ground, sending me forward on my bike. I gave one last wave before peddling myself towards the driveway doing my best to hid my anxious grin… just incase there really were spies lurking in a windows.
"Be careful Miss Swan. Remember, trouble is not your friend," Carlos called after me with apprehension clearly in his tone. I shot him a thumbs up, and rolled my eyes feeling thankful for a moment that the only people who ever pried, really had no reign on me anyways.
It was a long ride, but I didn't mind that. Thankfully, the sky cleared up as soon as I'd crossed over into the neighboring town that had become my safe haven.
When I got to the motel I pulled my bike around back and fastened its chain around the water pump against the building. I pulled my brush out from my bag and detangled the mess I'd created at the top of my head during my seven mile ride.
Once I'd tamed my hair I tied it back into a pony tail and stuffed it under an old baseball cap, then slide my sunglasses back over the bridge of my nose. I applied some Dr. Pepper lip gloss to my lips, and giggled to myself over my ridiculous disguise before also pulling the hood of my jacket up over the back of my head.
Slowly, I rounded the building and scanned the parking lot three times before allowing myself to head to our usual room.
Room 143
Riley said he picked that room to be ours, because the numbers stood for, 'I love you'. Cheesy yes, but it still shot sparks across my body the first time he shared that line with me.
I tapped on the door lightly two times then added one solid knock signaling it was me.
He answered almost instantly.
After swinging the door open, his arms quickly pulled me inside and slammed the door shut again before he locked it securely behind me.
"I missed you so much, Bella. It literally hurts to be away from you now," his sweet words made my cheeks tingle thanks to the massive smile he'd created on my face. He always knew just what to say to help me forget about everything else. He kissed my lips softly, then removed the cap from my head, and the elastic band from my pony tail, allowing my hair to fall freely around my shoulders again.
"I know, it's been awful. I can't wait for this campaign to be over so you'll have more free time again. Just a few more weeks and we won't have to continue with all this hiding. I'll be eighteen and we can just be open about all of it. I mean, of course we will have to pretend that we just started seeing each other, but still. I'm dying for that freedom. To be able to walk down the street holding your hand."
Riley shook his head agreeing with me then carefully cleared his throat. I felt him shift his weight, still holding me in his arms while I increased my own grasp around his body. My grin grew when he began walking us towards the bed we'd both become very familiar with over the last few months of our lives. "I can't wait for that either Bella, but lets talk about all that later. Right now I just want to lay with you, and hear about your week. Did you go see your friends, or were you trapped with the evil step-grandmother?"
"Trapped mostly. They've been busy studying for finals, but I did go see a movie with Jake and Paul last night. They drove down and picked me up, then brought me back because I told them I had something to do today," I smirked, and leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek, "I can't wait for you to be able to meet them. That's another thing I'm looking forward to."
"I'm sure they won't like me very much,"
"Nonsense. They'll be happy I've found someone who makes me happy. Almost all of them have girlfriends right now, so they haven't been missing me much," I shared, still smiling. Riley laughed lightly, and slowly pushed me back onto the bed before taking his place beside me. His fingers ran themselves through my hair, brushing the loose strands from my face before he kissed my lips gently two more times causing my eyes to close with the return of his touch.
"I see. I didn't realize I was getting you exclusively these days,"
"Of course, I mean… well… since you and I started… well… since we started coming here, you're the only person I've been with. Hopefully you've been treating me with the same respect, I mean I thought that's what we were doing… right?"
"Bella, you are the only person I want to touch. These are the only lips I want to kiss. Your body is the only body I want to press myself against. You've become everything to me. You're all I want, and all I need. I promise you that," Riley whispered softly before he leaned in to press his lips against my forehead affectionately.
I smiled into his eyes and felt his hands begin to travel down my hips, and across my waist before he pulled me in further against him.
I could already feel his excitement pressing itself against me and it instantly made my smile double.
"Is that a banana in your pocket or are you happy to see me?" I teased playfully. He laughed and nodded his head, then continued to pull me closer against him.
Well him, and his massive hard-on.
"Sorry, its been like this since I got into the car to come see you. The anticipation of seeing you... it can be debilitating, my Bella." he admitted bashfully before pulling my body up over him so I'd straddle the top of his hips. His smile was beyond contagious and it continued to make me blush. I buried my face between his neck and shoulder blade and giggled feeling embarrassed by the way he looked at me. Only Riley had this kind of effect. It was rare for me to take the back seat when it came to directing any kind of foreplay but for whatever reason that was exactly what I did during our moments together. He liked to be in charge, and I liked to let him.
"Did your grandfather ask any questions?"
"Nope, I told him I was staying at Jakes. He could give two shits about where I am, or what I'm doing. You know this," I reminded my secret lover, then kissed his neck before biting it with my teeth playfully.
"Careful baby, no marks."
I rolled my eyes and gave him a swift salute with my hand to my forehead before rolling myself off of him with a fake pout replacing my smile.
~~~~~~OUTTAKE CHAPTER 12~~~~~~
FLASHBACK FROM BELLA'S PAST (3 OF 4)
I stared down at Riley and felt my heart skip another beat. The way he looked at me, during moments like this… it was always as though he were seeing me for the first time but everytime falling in love with me all over again.
It made me feel special. Important. Loved.
Over the last few months it had become everything to me. I of course realized how dangerous that was, but I didn't care. He loved me. He cared about me. He told me time and time again that I was his everything. I knew he would never hurt me. I knew it was safe to trust him and let him in.
Sometimes, when I would let myself daydream about what our future together would be like, I would imagine us living someplace secluded, in the middle of no where. With a white picket fence, and a tire swing in the yard. We talked about kids once. I realize how ridiculous that sounds. An almost eighteen year old already thinking about starting a family with a man she's really barely known but half a year.
Riley was it though. I knew that. He was worth all the day dreams, all the fantasizing, because I knew he would be my forever, just as soon as the legality of our relationship was no longer an issue.
"You look unbelievably gorgeous standing there like that, with the light shinning behind you. Please, Bella. Come back here. I need you back in my arms."
I complied to his request and crawled back into the bed, easily laying myself beside him as he ran his hand through my loose curls that had fallen over my shoulders. "I love your hair, Bella. You know it's the first thing that made me notice you. I hope you'll never change it again. Not that I didn't enjoy the wild colors and the… unique styling phase you went through a few months ago. I just really love this classic look on you. It highlights all of your flawless features. You seriously are the most gorgeous creature I've ever laid my eyes on. I hope you realize that. You could have any guy in the world, but you chose me. I'm the luckiest guy on the planet because of that."
I laughed at his observation of my boring dulled hair and slowly pulled it back behind my shoulders. "You know before I met you, I had a bet with Jake that I would dread my hair the day I turned eighteen and moved out of my grandparents house for good."
"Well in that case I'm glad you met me. That would have been… a travesty."
He was on a roll this evening with making me giggle over his overly romantic one liners. Sometimes he really did get carried away with his words but I knew it was only because he loved me. The relationship the two of us had built with one another, nothing could test it. I was sure of that.
After his hand had found its way up and under my sweater his finger tips grazed the skin just below my navel. My body trembled feeling the warmth of his hand against the sensitive, pulsing parts of my body. I brought my lips to his, instantly letting my hunger take over. His strong hands flipped me over so that he was now propping himself above me on his forearms. He carefully extended his right hand to brush the loose strands of my hair away from my face.
"I've been thinking about making love to you again on this bed, since the last time you left me here in this room, Bella. My, Bella."
I smiled and bit at my bottom lip, feeling nervousness wash over my body over the amount of lust I saw in his eyes. Sex with Riley was always a wild ride. That was one of the things I loved about him. For whatever reason, he always made it a point to make every time different, but even though it always seemed new, he also always seemed to know exactly what he was doing when he pressed all of my sex hungry, needful, buttons. It was like our bodies were made for one another. No matter what we did, or how we did it, we always seemed to end on this incredible high full of ecstasy.
My clothes were off my body before I even realized his hands were moving. I knew what would come next, and I knew it would be incredible. This was everything we were. It was all I had to give him. My self.
For the first time in my life, with Riley, I truly felt as though I could be something to someone.
He'd given me that. The feeling and realization that I mattered. That I provided something to someone's otherwise meaningless life. At least that's what Riley would tell me.
Before me he was a workaholic loner but I'd brought him back to life. I'd given it all meaning to him again. I'd single handedly made it all worth while, simply by being a part of who he was.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BREAK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The sun had just set, and Riley and I had just shared our third orgasm together when his phone buzzed on the nightstand beside the bed. He tapped my shoulder blade signaling for me to sit up so he could reach across me to retrieve the mobile device.
"Shit it's your grandfather."
"What does he want?" I asked, already bored with the conversation.
"He want's to know if I'm busy."
"Well that's not too random." I replied with a soft laugh before standing up from the bed to walk my naked body into the bathroom.
I could only imagine what my grandfather wanted from Riley now. Perhaps my dear sweet grandmother burnt the roast, so now Riley must save the day with a bucket of fried chicken. I snickered over the thought of my grandmother actually allowing fried chicken to be brought into her house and felt a smirk raise itself across my lips.
My day dream was instantly interrupted though by the sounds of loud banging coming from the hotel room door. I froze in panic and instantly wrapped a towel around my bare body.
~~~~OUTTAKE CHAPTER 12~~~~
FLASHBACK from Bella's Past (4 of 4)
I heard the loud knock again and cracked the bathroom door open to find Riley standing against the door with his eye to the peep hole. His entire body was frozen, and his fists were balled at his sides.
He said nothing to me, he simply turned his body and quickly marched towards the bathroom then forcefully pushed me back inside, his face white with fear and his eyes blank of all emotion.
"Bella, get dressed now. Stay in here and be quiet."
"Why? Who is it?" I stammered searching his face for some kind of sign that he was just being overly cautious. He'd yet to look me in the eyes though, so deep down I already knew who ever it was, it wasn't good.
"It's Rick."
"Rick? As in the intern at my grandfathers office?"
"Yes. It's Rick and some other guy I've never seen before."
"But- but how did they know you were here? I'm confused. And why would they be here? What the hell is going on, Riley? I don't understand."
None of this made any sense. We were in the next town over. A good thirty minute drive from where they all worked when they were here in town. There was no reason why anyone would be out this way, no reason at all.
Unless… Unless they were out here for a very specific reason.
My opened palm tried to catch my gasp after the realization began to sink in that we'd been found out. How much they knew was still a mystery, but in that second I felt as though my entire world was being yanked out from underneath me.
We'd been caught, and now we would have to face the scrutiny of it all a few weeks earlier than we had anticipated.
My first thought, as I donned my clothing, was to offer the unpaid intern some money in hopes of helping him keep his mouth shut for just a couple of weeks. However, I realized that probably wouldn't be an option when I heard the yelling begin on the other side of the locked bathroom door.
I pressed my ear to the wall and tried my best to make out their conversation.
"Who is in the bathroom Riley?" Someone questioned, the voices nearing the door. I instantly took a step back and hugged my waist tightly as my body began to trimmer. After my back hit the wall between the toilet and the shower I realized there was no where else for me to go. The door knob twisted, but thankfully I had locked it giving me at least a few more seconds to prepare myself for what was coming.
"It's none of your business who is here. Get the hell out! I'm not at work, this is my time! Who the hell are you to come here and question me? I'm your boss you pretentious little shit!"
"No! Senator Higginbotham is my boss and what you're doing here could cause him all kinds of trouble and you know that Riley! Now move away from the door!"
This intern had balls. I'd give him that. He obviously had huge hopes that this would earn him some major points with my grandfather, you could hear it in his tone. He wanted the Ass Kisser Of the Year Award and he wanted it badly.
I took a deep breath and released it slowly from between my lips then repeated the action while I tried to make out the rest of the arguing that was still taking place in the other room.
"Just leave! It doesn't matter who it is! It's none of your damn business! Get out before I call the police!"
Riley was getting pissed. I'd never heard him so angry before but he was absolutely livid. Just the sound of his voice alone was actually starting to frighten me. I could hear Rick laugh and the sound forced me to close my eyes knowing that was a stupid move on his part. Then the sounds of things being thrown around and knocked over began, just before the door came crashing open in front of me. I stood there wide eyed staring into Rick's equally shocked face.
"Bella? You're fucking the Senators teenage granddaughter?! Have you lost your goddamn mind? Christ Riley! She's not even eighteen!"
"I turn eighteen in two weeks!" I quickly shouted in return without thinking.
"Bella, be quiet." Riley hushed me without even looking in my general direction. He was too busy staring at the ground, looking absolutely ashamed over the entire situation, and with his expression I felt a dagger enter my heart.
He wasn't going to stand up for us.
He was going to fall like a house of cards. It was already that obvious.
"She's just a kid! Senator Higginbotham trusted you! You're wife is about to have a baby! What the hell are you doing here with her?"
"Wait. His WHAT!?" I screeched, unable to believe the words I had just heard. The dagger in my heart did a barrel roll and with that effect I had to reach out to grasp the bathroom sink in order to keep myself from falling to the floor.
I couldn't believe it. I refused to believe it. It just wasn't possible.
"Oh he didn't tell you? Yeah. He has a wife back in D.C. who is pregnant with their first child. Nice Riley. So you're lying to everyone, including Bella."
I stared at him as tears filled my eyes and felt the sobs making their way up my esophagus. Not only had I been sleeping with my grandfathers assistant… but I'd also been sleeping with a married man. A married man with a child on the way. I felt like the scum of the earth as the tears began to fall down my face and my gasps for air quickly took over the room.
That was when I noticed someone new had entered the room. My eyes looked passed Riley who was still standing in the doorway and they locked with my grandfathers bewildered face.
I felt as though I might vomit at any second over the sight of his heartbroken expression while he shook his head back and forth staring at me, his adulterous granddaughter.
"I-I… I didn't know he was married. I-I swear it. I-I had no idea," I stuttered through my sobs then covered my face with my hands unable to take anymore of their judgmental looks.
"Sir, this isn't what it looks like." Riley started to say but my grandfather quickly shushed him.
"Quiet. I don't want to hear it. This is not who I expected to find you with, which only leads me to believe Bella is not the only one you've been sleazing around with, Riley."
"But- what?" I asked, once again feeling as though my legs were about to give out on me.
What did he mean I wasn't the only one?
"I have pictures of him with another brunette in D.C. last month," the taller guy shared with a smug expression on his face.
"Who the hell are you?!" Riley yelped taking an aggressive step towards the stranger.
"I'm the private investigator that's been tailing your ass for the last three weeks."
"You hired someone to spy on me?" he asked turning to look at my grandfather again.
"You didn't leave me with much of a choice Riley. The fact that this is what I've found though, I don't think you'll be surprised to hear this, but you're of course fired."
"But… but she seduced me! I tried to cut things off numerous times. I told her to stay away. We were only meeting here so I could completely end it once and for all!"
I looked up once again feeling shock take over my body and my heart. How dare he try to make this out as though I were the one who initiated everything and begged for his attention. He sought me out. He asked me for my email address. He told me I was his everything. The only person he'd ever want… ever need.
"You LIAR!" I screamed then launched myself towards him, slapping his face as hard as I could. The sound of my hand meeting his skin echoed in the room and no one moved. "I didn't know. I swear it." I whispered one more time as a fresh tear ran down my cheek after I'd turned to look at my grandfather again.
"It doesn't matter Bella. He was my employee. I'm two months from an election. You knew better. I want you out of my house. I gave you another chance and this is what you do? I'm ashamed to even call you my granddaughter."
His words stung and my tears instantly began to flow more heavily.
"B-but, I AM your granddaughter. I have no one else. Please, don't do this. I know we don't always get along, but I need you. You're all the family I have."
"No. Until you learn to love yourself, and respect yourself, how can you expect anyone to ever love or care about you in return, Isabella? I can't have this kind of behavior in my house, now go wait in my car. We will take you back so you can collect your things. Once that's been done and you walk out my front door, I don't ever want to hear from you again. As far as I'm concerned, I no longer have a granddaughter."
A/N: So now you know two things: 1. What prompted Bella to dread her hair... Riley was obsessed with her unknotted locks and had begged her to never change it. and 2. The meaning behind Bella's tattoo in Italian under her breast, "Love yourself first" (It was to remind her of her grandfathers last words to her). You also probably hate Riley and Bella's grandfather just a little bit more.
One more batch of grouped outtakes. Those will go up Monday. *wink*
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