Hi again, posting again after so soon, I must be sick, well actually I'm in isolation and I have nothing better to do because well like I said I'm in Isolation.

Prompt from Anonymous (Give via P.M): Can you do one where Evie has a nightmare and gets drunk to block out her feelings, bonus points if Mal walks in and things might get a little frisky… if you know what I mean.

And I have decided that I haven't denied anyone of their prompt ideas so far, why would I decide to now. (And I'm testing the waters of this kind of subject)

I will warn any younger readers, you may want to just skip this chapter.

And as another thing, if you are uncomfortable with girl-on-girl relationships (I don't go into much detail but just in case that still weirds you out) I'd suggest you also skip this chapter.

Now for those still here, reading this chapter, please leave a review (Or P.M me) what you think of this kind of thing, how you think I did writing this chapter, and if I were to do a similar chapter, would you like more or less detail?

No One P.O.V.

Evie jerks up. Flashes of grappling hands and sounds of belts loosening. Her breathing quickens. She runs her hands through her hair, looping her fingers with each other, trying to get air in. After five minutes with no change, she wriggles slowly off the bed onto the floor. She grapples through the darkness. Thankful that Mal wasn't here to see her fall. Finally her nails clink against the familiarity of the bottle. Her fingers wrap around it, and slowly pulls it out. She stares at the bottle of whiskey for what felt like years before sitting up fully and unscrewing it. She takes a swig, gasping as the hot burning slithers down her throat. Tension leaves her as the warmth spreads through her body.

After drinking at least a quart of the bottle, the lock clicks slowly, sluggishly she looked up and sees a dark figure sneaking in, immediately panic flares, increasing tenfold when the figure closes the door and relocks it.

Mal glances up, seeing a familiar silhouette on the ground, smirking she clicks on the light. "E why are you sitting on the floor…-" Mal trails off as she notices the bottle "-Oh E, you said you weren't going to do this anymore"

Evie smiles, registering the voice, only for it to pull down when she hears what the purple haired girl is saying. "I'm Soorry Mallie, I couln'telp it"

"Why couldn't you help it Bug?"

"I could feel them, the hands, hands everywhere, grabbing and grappling and squeezing, and I could hear the belts loosening, getting ready for… it always hurting, always to rough, please make them stop Mallie, I need you to make them stop" Mal ran her hand over Evie's hand softly, pulling back sharply when Evie flinched away. Mal hated the fact that Evie was hiding how much she was hurting and that she had to be almost knock-out drunk for her to talk about these things.

"Oh Blueberry, it's ok, you're ok-" When Evie refused to meet her gaze Mal raised her hand making sure Evie saw it before placing it under her chin, carefully lifting her head, but Evie closed her eyes, trying to stay as still as possible. A few tears spilling down her cheeks "-Bug I need you to look at me, can you do that for me?"

Evie's eyes slowly open, the hazel seeming to glow in the moonlight, unspilled tears reflecting flecks of light "none of what she forced you to do is your fault, no don't try and fight against me on this, you know I'm right-" Mal paused thinking for a little while on what to say next, she chuckles lightly when she sees the small but noticeable pout on Evie's face "-put the pout away you know I'm right" Evie gave a drunken smile at the familiar line.

"Thief"

"Me?!" Mal failed to hide her laughter, Evie holding her composure for a bit longer soon burst into a fit of giggles.

Reigning in her laughter, Evie puts on a serious face, raising her hand in front of Mal's face, the girls purple, paint splattered phone clasped in a perfectly manicured hand, which she had taken while Mal was distracted.

"And you called me a thief?!" Mal cried incredulously.

"What can I say, I learned from the best"

"Me?"

"No, Jay"

Mal gasped dramatically, poking Evie in the side, causing the taller girl in front of her to squirm away. Mal smirked poking her again Evie squirmed more pulling away again, only to lose her balance, huffing in annoyance as her back made contact with the carpet. Mal quickly took advantage, grabbing Evie's hands and pinning them above her head, getting her grasp set to restrain her with one hand but not enough to hurt her, Mal pulled her left hand away, quickly moving it to tickle Evie's side causing Evie to gasp and buck her hips, trying her hardest to dislodge the purple haired she-devil. Mal just leaned forward, staying balanced, a wide smirk setting in place.

She paused her tickling when she noticed how close she was to Evie's face. Her gaze strayed from Evie's eyes to trail down her face, dried tear marks trailing down her cheeks, but Evie still looked as beautiful as ever. Her gaze finally lands on Evie's lips, which were pursed from exertion, she leaned in slowly, and was pleasantly surprised when Evie leant up to meet her. Unlike in the stories, sparks didn't fly, there were no fireworks. It was just a sweet kiss, almost as sweet as Evie's love for blueberry pie.

Mal pulled away, breathless. Her eyes were seemingly stuck shut. So she didn't see Evie leaning back in to kiss her again, this kiss was hungrier, more passionate, their lips moved together rapidly, both battling for dominance and both way too stubborn to give in. Which changed the moment Evie bit Mal's lip, pulling away dragging the lip away before releasing it. Smashing her lips back into Mal's, who melted immediately. Evie used Mal's shock to her advantage, pulling her hands away. Moving them to clasp around Mal's back, slipping them quickly under Mal's jacket and shirt, deftly unclasping her bra, pulling it away and slipping her hands to Mal's front, clasping Mal's full breasts and kneading them gently, moving it down trapping the nipple in between her thumb and forefinger rubbing them back and forth. Mal moaned lowly, her back spasming as low waves of pleasure wrapped through her.

Evie smiled contently, pulling her lovely naked purple haired wonder closer, the girl shifting sleepily in her arms.

After Mal's breathing slowed Evie smiled, kissing her forehead "I love you Mal, so much it hurts" finally she closed her eyes relaxing. Her arms wrapped protectively around the sleeping figure next to her.

Mal, who was awake, smiled at the confession, she lay still waiting until Evie completely relaxed "I love you too Bug"

Evie tensed suddenly "you were awake?!"

Mal jolted at the sound of Evie's voice "You're awake?! You heard what I said!"

"You heard what I said!" Evie's voice had gone all high and squeaky

"I don't know why we're talking like this! We just got good news! We both love each other that's a good thing"

"I just… I don't know how you could love me…"

"How couldn't I Bug?"

"Because… Because I'm me, I'm so broken M, I just… I'm broken" Mal felt Evie's arms tense around her and sighed, wriggling around to face the girl.

"Evelyn Rose Grimhilde, you listen to me, and you pay attention, you are not broken, no listen to me please, you are not broken, you are hurt, you are maybe a little cracked, but you are not broken, ok?"

Evie's eyes shut and her head tilted back for a brief moment, she leaned forward pressing her lips gently into Mal's, after a moment she pulled away staying inches from her lips "I don't fully believe you, but I think, I think I could believe you"

I know this is a majorly different thing to what I normally do, actually it's pretty similar… angst, bits of fluff the only thing different was the minorly detailed smut scene. I know I didn't go into much detail (sorry if you wanted that) if you weren't happy with it please leave me a review or pm me and I'll see if I can write it with more detail.

Another thing, and I doubt any of you are still reading this (If you are, Hi) going off personal experience, I don't normally read the end notes. I usually will just skip to the next chapter (which hasn't been written yet, any future readers where there is other chapters, hello to you as well) sorry I got off topic… What I was trying to say (which I intended to do with a lot less words) Thank you to all the people reading/following/leaving reviews/etc. (It really is the only thing keeping me writing at this point) and for everyone who has been here since the start (even though it hasn't been all that long it means a lot to me) thank you for sticking around through my sporadic updates (and less than average writing skills) little useless fact no one asked for, I never planned on writing for this site, I was quite content just reading for it.

Bye y'all

Just kidding, I'm still here talking… well typing.

And for anyone still reading this (wow your still here? Hi again then)

Promo Time: An excellent writer by the username of Master-Magician has given me permission to finish his story (Which he originally intended to leave open) Me! (que girly squeal *cough* I mean manly celebration) I got ahead of myself and forgot to mention the name of the story… it's called Taking a Stand, and if you want to you should go read that as I am updating it a fair bit so if you know want the original it's still up.

And he's given me complete free reign on where I take the story (How cool is that!) I hope I do it justice as it's a really awesome story. Promo Over

Anyway I'm going to let y'all get back to reading other peoples stuff (Or mine… not to be biased but I think I've really improved, and I'd appreciate it a lot if you read it)

Bye you guys (for real this time)