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Realistic or Modern At Your Service `yousmelldead && sereiin`

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"i'm never letting him live this moment down, ever."
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swimsuit.
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the cold ass ocean.
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evelina jamieson
Evelina was practically killing herself with laughter. The fact that Noah had freaked out over a tiny ass fish was beyond amusing and she knew for a fact that she wouldn't be letting him forget this any time soon. Her giggles, however, were effectively ended when she was suddenly thrown back into the water, a gargled gasp escaping her as she went under. When she resurfaced a moment later, the girl whipped around to face Noah, an unimpressed look on her face. "What was that for?!" She cried out, splashing some water at him before being unable to hide the smile that threatened to break out on her features.

Then Noah scoffed at her, which had Evie falling into another fit of laughter as she treaded water. "Yeah, okay. Says the guy who just totally squealed like a little girl because a tiny ass fish bit him," she teased, giggling as she spoke. With a shake of her head, the girl swam back over towards Noah, then grabbed a hold of his hand and turned back to the yacht, tugging him along as she swam towards it.

"I say we go suntan some more. I think you need it after the little heart attack you had," Evelina stated in a matter-of-fact tone of voice, smirking to herself as the two of them dragged themselves back on board at the back of the boat. Wringing out her hair, Evie snuck a glance in Noah's direction, momentarily distracted by, well, him. His abs, those biceps, his tattoos, that smile, the way his hair fell into his eyes. God, why the fuck did he have to be so attractive? He was really starting to make this whole "we're just fake dating" thing a hell of a lot harder. Mentally cursing herself out, Evie quickly averted her eyes and led the way back to the front of the yacht.

As she went, though, the girl found herself unable to stop thinking about how nice it had felt to be held in his arms back in the water. How she'd felt completely at home nestled against his warm body, even if it was all for show. Fuck, a huge part of her wished she could remember all of the details of the sex they'd shared in the shower. Surely it must have been good. There was only one way to find out, but Evelina knew it wouldn't happen again. Besides, there was no way he was even into her enough for that.
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NOAH
Evelina should honestly be thanking Noah for the heroic act that he had pulled. He was trying to save her ass from getting killed by a shark. Now that, was dedication. Fake boyfriend and all, he was at the top of his game. He eyed her for a moment before turning quickly to avoid the water being splashed towards him. "Calm down okay, I thought it was fucking Jaws." Noah grinned turning his face towards the girl before getting a face full of sea water flung at it. At the mention of going back onto the boat, Noah didn't argue as Evelina took his hand in her own and started for the boat.

Noah watched Evelina make her way up the ladder on the back of the boat, waiting for her to reach the top before he himself hoisted himself up. Once he reached the top he paused, pushing his fingers through his wavy locks in an attempt to push them from his eyes. He needed a damn haircut, that was on his list when this month was over. Turning slightly, his gaze caught Evelina's who had been silently watching him. He narrowed his eyes for a moment, one eyebrow raising in curiosity before she moved her gaze away quickly. "Did you just check me out?" Leave it to Noah to be as blunt as ever.

Noah's grin widened as he followed the brunette back to their spot on the yacht, it was almost conveyed as a puppy following its owner in a sense. "You definitely just checked me out." Noah chimed again, his grin becoming toothy as an unfamiliar bubble was erupting in the pit of his stomach. Lord, what was this girl doing to him? All good things however, always came to an end. Noah's toothy grin was replaced with his lips in a thin line as Marcus took a step towards them.

"Looks like I found you two just in time for lunch." Noah eyed Marcus for a moment before taking a step forward, his hand reaching out to pull Evelina towards his side. "You always have the best timing." The brunette held his ground, his hand not moving from Evelina's waist. "You'll have to sit by me, I'd love to get to know you a little better. Jake, was it?" Noah frowned at Marcus' failed attempt at his name. The man knew all too well what his actual name was. "Noah." "Noah! Evelina! Marcus! Let's go! The lobster is done!" The sound of Evelina's father's voice rang through, cutting the tension like a newly sharpened steak knife.
mood:: things are getting complicated|| location:: ocean to the boat|| interactions:: evie && marcus

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evelina jamieson
When Noah noticed her eyes lingering on him and bluntly called her out on it, Evelina found herself blushing bright red and quickly averting her gaze. Shit, he'd caught her looking. Deciding not to say anything for now, the girl merely padded back to their spot at the front of the yacht, but it wasn't long before the guy behind her broke the silence again, causing Evie to groan. "N-No. I did not check you out," she mumbled, her cheeks still pink as she tried to hide her blush behind her wet hair. She could practically hear the grin on Noah's face, even with her back to him, and it had her stomach fluttering in an unfamiliar way.

Shaking her head, Evelina forced herself to refocus on drying herself off before pulling on her skirt and cropped tank top so they could go for lunch. As if reading her mind about it being lunch time, Marcus suddenly appeared, the sound of his voice causing a deep frown to cross the brunette's features. She was so not happy with him right now. Not after he had lied to her about them sleeping together.

Just as Evelina made to answer him, however, Noah's arm reached out and wrapped around her waist, tugging her into his side as he addressed Marcus. Evie was momentarily speechless with surprise, but the sound of Marcus' voice reaching her ears broke her from her trance. "I think Noah and I will sit together," Evie stated firmly, flashing a pointed look at the darker haired man, underlying anger in her brown eyes. Not only was she pissed that he was trying to meddle with them, but she was also irritated that he almost seemed to be pretending not to know Noah's name. Surely after a couple of days here he would remember it. But apparently not.

Without wasting another moment, the girl leaned into Noah's side and led him down below deck, where lunch was being served. She didn't spare Marcus another glance as they went, instead intent on finding a seat with Noah and maybe her father, who she knew got along with her fake boyfriend rather well. Sure enough, everyone was sitting down, but there were two spots left open beside her dad, leaving Evie smiling to herself as she tugged Noah over, plopping into the seat between him and her father.
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NOAH
It had felt like the past two weeks had gone by in the blink of an eye. One moment the two were on a yacht and the next they were getting ready for the rehearsal dinner. Everything was falling into place though, Evelina's family completely welcomed him in with open arms. Sure, they were completely batshit and her sister wanted to eat him for breakfast but it was nice being accepted.

Noah's family had always been pushed away, making it incredibly difficult to even be called a family. Noah eyed himself in the mirror, his eyes moving from his fitted tux to the shorter haircut he had gotten this afternoon. He was going to miss his longer hair but this new hair suited him nicely. What would Evelina think though? Wait, why was he worried about what she would think of it? In less than a week and a half and the two would be on there merry way away from each other...

Clearing his throat, Noah stepped away from the mirror his eyes catching the groomsmen making their way out of the dressing room. It was time to go. Fuck. The brunette sighed, looking at himself once more before following them out of the room. Josh had made him a groomsmen at the last second, it may or may not have been due to the fact that he caught the male in a room with Madi and Evie's cousin.

Noah stepped out of the room, following the other men into the large open venue his eyes moving to one decoration after the next. These people really knew how to throw a wedding. He'd hate the see the bill. Noah smiled as a man handed him a glass of champagne, his fingers wrapping around the stem of the glass as his eyes searching for the brunette he'd been waiting to see all day.
mood:: at war with himself || location:: rehearsal dinner|| interactions:: the boys || outfit:: i'd fuck me || song:: euphoria

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"i'm kinda mad at noah."
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maid of honour dress, hair.
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evelina jamieson
The last two weeks had felt like a complete and utter rollercoaster for Evelina. Of course, that was partially thanks to her family, who were just plain crazy to begin with. But most of it was due to Noah's attitude towards her. It was like he was bipolar, acting all sweet towards her one minute and then brushing her off like he didn't even care the next. It had sent the girl for a loop, especially considering she had finally admitted to herself that she did, in fact, like the guy. Damn those romantic feelings. They weren't supposed to develop for Noah and yet, here she was. Getting royally fucked over because of it.

At least today had been spent away from him, giving her emotions a break from the constant rollercoaster ride they had been on. But while Evie wouldn't admit it, she had missed Noah. Spending time with the other women getting ready for the rehearsal just wasn't as fun as it would have been had he been there. None of them got her jokes and humour the way Noah did, she'd come to realize. But whatever. It wasn't as though he liked her back, if his constant mood swings were any indication.

All of the bridesmaids and other wedding attenders had left the room by now, leaving Evelina alone as she stared at herself in the reflection of the mirror. Well, here goes nothing. After straightening out her dress once more, the brunette released a sigh and stepped out into the open venue where everyone else was lingering. The set-up was insanely well done and trying to take it all in was proving to be rather overwhelming. But then her eyes caught sight of Noah and she quickly realized staring at him was even more overwhelming. Because damnit did he look good in that tux. And he'd gotten his hair cut...

Swallowing thickly, Evie averted her gaze just as she was handed a flute of champagne, causing her to smile softly and murmur a quick 'thanks' before taking a big sip. She'd need a few bubbles to get her through tonight. Before she could convince herself otherwise, the girl made her way through the crowds before appearing at Noah's side. "You look nice," she said quietly, her voice just loud enough for him to hear over the chatter around them.
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NOAH
The war that Noah had been battling in his own mind was draining. It seemed to have overcome him when he wasn't around Evelina. It was a nasty war; his beliefs vs. his heart. His belief's were strong and steady knowing full well that he was not capable for commitment. Then there was his heart. Erratic, shaky, and beating. Every part of him wanted her in a sense where he almost needed her. Evelina made him want to be a better person. To get his shit together in his actual life. To stop with all the bullshit and straighten out. All for her.

"You know out of all the years I've known my daughter, I have never seen her smile so much." The statement made Noah turn, his eyes moving to Jack who was now standing beside him with his own glass of champagne. Noah took a sip from his glass, raking his teeth against the rim softly. How did he even respond to that? Oh well Jack, I could say the same about your daughter for myself. Well, it will all be over in two weeks so I hope you don't get used to it.

"I'm sure it's not from me." Noah responded, his grip loosening on the glass before returning Jack's gaze. The older man simply shook his head and patted him on the back, walking away as if the whole conversation didn't happen. He hadn't had a moment to think about the words that Jack had said before Evelina's voice was ringing through his ears. The brunette turned his head quickly at the sound his eyes locked on the brunette next to him. Thump. There was that fucking heart side of him.

"I look more than nice." Noah teased in a sad attempt to calm his incredibly fast heart beat. He turned completely towards her, setting his glass down before reaching out, pushing a stray hair threatening to fall from the girl's face. "You're beautiful Evelina." The words left his lips before he could even stop them, his lips pressing in a thin line right after they fell out.
mood:: w o w || location:: rehearsal dinner|| interactions:: evie's father & evie || outfit:: i'd fuck me

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"i love when he calls me beautiful."
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maid of honour dress, hair.
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evelina jamieson
As Noah turned to face her, Evelina couldn't help the way her heart skipped a beat. His dark eyes were so captivating, tempting her to get lost in them. But she reminded herself that she couldn't; any sort of romantic feelings towards this guy had to be forced down. Besides, with the way he'd been acting around her lately, it was highly unlikely that he felt the same. Then again... sometimes he did do things that seemed as if maybe, just maybe, he might like her back. Unless it was all fake.

When the young man teased her, Evie couldn't stop the soft laugh that escaped her, an amused look on her features as she gazed up at him. "Sounds like your ego is speaking again," she returned playfully, smirking bemusedly. But her playful manner fell away completely when Noah turned more towards her and lifted his hand to brush her hair from her face. What he said next, however, caused her cheeks to flush bright red, her heart skittering away in her chest. Why did he have to be like this? It almost made her believe she had a real chance with him, even though she knew that in only a matter of days, this would all be over.

Swallowing nervously, Evelina managed to offer Noah a shy smile despite her warring thoughts. "Thank you," she murmured quietly before the sound of a voice on the microphone echoed through the venue space. She turned her head to see it was the wedding organizer announcing what they would be beginning the rehearsal wedding. Releasing a soft sigh, the girl tentatively reached for Noah's hand, knowing that even if she was greatly confused by the way he had acted around her these last few weeks that they still had a show to put on.

The rehearsal was even more boring than Evie could have anticipated. By the time they had run through everything and it was time for the slow dance, the brunette was practically ready to go out, eat some food, then climb into bed and fall asleep for the night. But of course, that wasn't possible just yet. First they had to rehearse the slow dance. Everyone got into their positions on the floor once Madi and Josh had practiced their slow dance together and Evelina was pressed close to Noah, her arms loosely around his neck as the music played. "I just want to go home," she mumbled just loud enough for him to hear, an exasperated tone to her voice. She was so done with this rehearsal.
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] He needed to be careful. Not only was this month almost up but Marcus was still here and still very aware that Noah owed him a crap ton of cash. Though, more importantly he needed to be careful because he was getting too close to the brunette herself. Evelina had broken a wall that was supposed to be cemented down permanently. Everything that he thought he knew had gone completely out the fucking window in the past month. Evelina was bringing up feelings that Noah didn't even know he was capable of feeling.

Noah wasn't blind. He could tell that Evelina had started the same feelings. He could see the light in her eyes when he made little gestures. Or how she paused as if frozen from a simple touch. The two hadn't slept together since that one night and Noah was certain that if it happened again he'd be fucked. Literally and figuratively. Thankfully the wedding organizer had chimed in over the microphone, causing Noah to flinch slightly. Jesus, someone needed to warn a guy before they do something like that. Evelina's hand was in his almost immediately, his fingers moving to interlock with her own as if he had done it a thousand times.

Wedding's were overrated. Noah bit down on his lower lip as he watched Madi and Josh slow dance, his fingers impatiently tapping the top of his knee. This rehearsal was stupid and needed to be over before he chewed off his lip from hunger. Fast food sounded so good right now. Ugh, fuck. Noah groaned silently at the thought of a juicy cheeseburger with fries. Noah rose as the song came to an end, following Evelina to the dance floor to practice their own dance. Rich people were weird man. Who the hell practices dancing for a wedding. Especially slow dancing. It's like these people never went to an eight grade dance.

Hands now placed on Evelina's lower back, Noah swayed in synch with the girl his fingertips pressing softly into the material of her dress. "A good burger and some cuddling sounds pretty perfect right now." The male murmured against the top of Evelina's head, his lips brushing her hair tenderly as he spoke. This was always the moment that killed Noah. Evelina so close, talking to him as if he was the only one in the room, just being well...her. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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evelina jamieson
Evelina hated that she liked how it felt to slow dance with Noah. The way his arms lightly wrapped around her, his hands on her back, and his body swaying in time with her own. Her cheek was pressed against his chest as he rested his chin on the top of her head. God, she shouldn't be enjoying this as much as she was, but she couldn't help it. The last few weeks had messed with her more than she'd ever anticipated them doing. At the start of this deal between them, she'd anticipated it would be simple, especially because Noah had been a dick then. Four weeks. Pretend to date. Then break up. It was supposed to be easy. And yet... it wasn't.

As Noah spoke, his lips brushing her hair in the process, Evie couldn't quite fight the shiver that raced down her spine. Fuck. It was like he could read her mind. "Maybe we should get some McDonald's after," she mumbled back, her eyes slipping closed as they continued to slow dance together. Though it was peaceful, the girl found herself thinking just how stupid it was to rehearse a goddamn dance. Who needed to practice that shit before the actual wedding?

Releasing a sigh, Evelina let her thoughts wander again before suddenly realizing that Noah was doing it again. He was being all sweet to her. Even if they did have an image to keep up, he didn't need to hold her so tenderly like this. No one would notice if he just held her and slow danced with her without being too touchy or sweet. But here he was, doing exactly that. Did he know she had feelings for him? Was this him messing with her? Because if it was, she was going to be pissed. It was one thing to be bipolar, but it was another thing to mess with her feelings.

The guy was just so confusing. The last two weeks had been confusing. Everything was confusing. Evie didn't know what to think, but she sure as hell wasn't going to bring it up with him. She hadn't once spoken of their night together and she didn't plan on it either; it was just easier to leave all of that behind. Bringing it up now would only complicate things further and she really didn't need that right now.
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] He would never admit it out loud, but it was nice when Evelina was pressed against him like she was currently. Her body seemed to fit perfectly in his own, like a jigsaw puzzle. Oh god, that was corny. Noah cringed at his own thoughts, his eyes closing as he tried to get away from the gushy ass thoughts. Eight more days. Eight. More. Days. He could make it. Evelina was intoxicating and Noah needed far the fuck away from her.

Then she did it again. Evelina tore at his heart strings with the mention of McDonalds. "God I love you." The words left his lips without Noah even realizing they had. It was word vomit. But it was true. He was falling for the damn brunette and when she talked about going to get greasy cheeseburgers it was all over.

Noah cleared his throat, his eyes opening as he eyed Marcus from across the room who was staring back at him. Fuck, he forgot Marcus was still here. No matter what type of feelings he had conjured up for Evelina it would never be able to happen. Marcus would make sure of it. Noah wasn't going to chance anything happening to Evelina. Maybe that was him being selfish because well, she was starting to fall and he knew it. He knew by the way she reacted to him. His life was not the type of life he wanted Evelina to be apart of or hell even see. If she knew half of the shit that was the real "Noah Decker" she would run far away. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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"God I love you."

Had Evelina heard him right? Wait no, of course she had. But Noah hadn't meant those words genuinely. God no, he only meant it... like friends would. That had to be it. But as the man cleared his throat awkwardly, Evie couldn't help pulling back and blinking open her eyes to gaze up at him in confusion. Why was he being like this? Treating her as if he cared one minute and then acting like a dick the next? Though he might have been acting sweet now, she was sure the douchebag side of him would come out in a matter of minutes. At least, that'd been the pattern over the last two weeks. And it was frustrating her beyond belief.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" The words spilled from her lips before she could stop them. Well, apparently she'd had enough of his shit. Her expression contorted into a frown as the girl pulled herself away from him a little, putting a bit of space between them to avoid letting his closeness affect her any further. "Why the hell do you act all sweet to me one minute and then act as if I'm the dirt under your shoe the next, huh? You bipolar or some shit? Because I'm fucking sick of it, Noah. You don't get to treat me like that," Evie snapped angrily, a scowl on her features.

Evelina had never been one to let someone play with her feelings like this. She'd cut ties with Marcus after he'd tried and she'd done it to past "best" friends before. Noah Decker wouldn't be any different at the rate he was going. It didn't even sink in that she was doing this in front of everyone, in the midst of a slow dance no less. All she could focus on was giving Noah a taste of his own fucking medicine.
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Zero to one hundred. Evelina had managed to go from cheeseburgers to mad in less than sixty seconds. Noah snapped his gaze in the brunette's direction, his eyebrows pulling together in confusion as she asked him what was wrong with him. Who asks someone that? "Wait, what?" The male frowned as Evelina pulled back, just enough to put a good amount of space between the two of them. What was going on. Before he had managed to get a word out Evelina was spitting fire, her words cutting through him like a fucking knife. "I don't know what you're talking about." Wincing at his own words, Noah bit down on the inside of his cheek. It was never wise to act stupid to try and get out of a bad situation. Especially with females.

"Evelina." Noah's voice was low, his gaze now focusing on the family member's who had turned their attention to the two of them. Fuck. She spoke way too loud. She needed to calm down. They needed to leave so they could have this conversation somewhere else, particularly somewhere where her whole fucking family was not. "Trouble in paradise?" The sound of Marcus' voice rumbled through Noah's ears, speeding up his heart rate immensely. He didn't need Marcus cutting in right now. "No, she's just on her period." Agh, crap. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to say. This was exactly why Noah didn't do relationships. For situations like this. "Ah, I don't think so Nate." The brunette froze at the name, his hands falling from Evelina's waist almost immediately.

He had to get out of there. It was like the room was collapsing onto him and there wasn't a way out. Noah felt his chest tighten, his hands quickly turning into fists. "Maybe he's being bipolar because he doesn't want you to know the truth, or for anyone here for that matter." "Stop." "Is everything okay over there?" Jack was next to speak up in the now silent room. The music had shut off minutes ago leaving nothing but the voices of Marcus, Noah, and Evelina. The family had all turned their attention on the three of them. "Why don't you tell everyone the truth, Noah?" [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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A deep frown replaced Evelina's scowl as Noah tried to play the stupid card, not amused in the slightest. He knew exactly what she was talking about; he couldn't fool her. But as he spoke her name and glanced around them, the girl began to realize that this little outburst of hers hadn't stayed between her and Noah. Her entire family seemed to have heard, including Marcus. At the sound of his voice, Evie's scowl formed back on her face, her arms now crossed over her chest in annoyance. But what Noah said next infuriated her even further.

"Noah," Evelina snapped, reaching out to shove him back from her. How could he say something so rude? She wasn't even on her period, the idiot. Noah's hands fell from her waist only seconds later, but Evie knew it wasn't just because she'd shoved him; it was because Marcus had spoken. Confusion washed over her as the man continued, his words not making any sense in her head. The truth? What truth?

Evie didn't know what to think. Noah seemed pretty adamant about Marcus shutting up, but her ex-boyfriend wasn't having it. Only when her father spoke up did the young woman realize the music had stopped and that everyone's eyes were on them. But she didn't care right now; Marcus seemed to know that Noah was hiding something and she didn't like it one bit. "What truth, Noah?" She asked, her voice quiet as she gazed at him, brows pinched together in a mixture of confusion and anger.

Nothing made sense right now. Marcus and Noah were both acting weird. Did they know each other? Because it sure as hell sounded like they did. Besides that, was Noah hiding something from her? What did Marcus mean by the truth? "What's going on?"
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] This was the moment in Noah's life that he was not ready to face. The moment that he didn't think he'd be having right now. Not in front of Evelina and her entire family. He thought it would be with his own family in the far future. Or possibly never. Noah's mouth went dry, his tongue pressed harshly against the roof of his mouth as he stared at Marcus. Dark brown eyes moved from Marcus to Evelina as she spoke quietly, clearly confused as to what was happening. The brunette took a step back, the palms of his hands pressed against the pockets of his tux. There wasn't getting out of this, Marcus was going to make damn sure of it.

"Noah owes me a lot of money." Marcus started, his eyes moving from Noah to Evelina. "So I'm going to guess that you are paying him to be here for this because I know for damn well he doesn't do girlfriends." "Marcus." "You see everyone, our dear Noah used to sell coke for me. Actually it was around the same time that we were together Evelina." "Marcus, please." Noah's voice cracked, his fingers now looping into the pockets as his gaze shifted towards Evelina. The room was silent, every word echoing through the large venue which seemed to only multiply Noah's current anxiety.

"You sold drugs while dating my daughter?" Jack's voice erupted through the silence, Noah snapping his gaze to the older man. "Oh Jack, that is shit compared to what your daughter's current boyfriend did." Marcus had now fully turned towards the brunette, his hands coming up to hold Noah in place a hand on either shoulder. Noah couldn't bring himself to return Marcus' gaze, his eyes now fixated on Evelina as his chest started to constrict. This whole situation was ironic. The only girl he managed to fall in love with and this happens. It was karma finally catching up with him.

"I...I didn't mean for it to happen." Every word that slipped through Noah's lips grew quieter, his eyes moving to Marcus who was gripping onto his shoulder's tightly. "What didn't you mean to happen?" Noah's eyes moved to the floor, his hands pressed deeply now in his pockets. Why the fuck was this happening. "Nate." Marcus let his hands drop from Noah's shoulders before he turned towards Evelina. "Nate was Noah's twin brother. He was a good dude." Noah sank to his knees, his hands resting in his lap as he tried to breathe. Fucking Marcus. Fucking Evelina. Fucking Nate.

"I had told Noah multiple times to stop running with my cash, I warned him and he pulls a fucking stunt. What did you do Noah?" In and out. Noah closed his eyes, focusing on making sure he continued to breathe as he was forcing the air to go in and out of his lungs. "I didn't--" "We know you didn't mean to but what the fuck did you do?" Noah's eyes snapped open now gazing up at Marcus who was standing in front of him with a grin plastered on his face. "I told you I was Nate." Noah muttered, his eyes not leaving Marcus' own as he spoke. "And then?" "Nate was shot and killed in my place." [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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Evelina could have had weeks to prepare for this exact moment and she still couldn't have anticipated what would be said. Her face fell in silent horror as Marcus spoke, everything that came out of his mouth hitting her like a thousand bricks to the face. Jesus fucking christ. Not only had he just outed her and Noah's fake relationship, but apparently Noah used to sell motherfucking drugs to Marcus. Evie felt like the breath had just been stolen from her lungs, her chest all tight as if it were being crushed. Her eyes flickered up to meet Noah's, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within their brown depths.

What could she say to that? But even if she had been able to think of something, her father was soon cutting in, his voice a loud boom in the now silent room. What he said, however, was the least of Evelina's concerns. He could be pissed about that later; they had more important things to deal with right now. The girl's confusion began to mount as her brain processed everything, growing so much that it was nearly suffocating. What the fuck was Marcus going on about? Who the hell was Nate?

The truth was revealed in an overwhelming wave of shock. Evie stared at the two men, Noah now on his knees before them as Marcus grinned down at him almost sadistically. The air was tense, almost too thick to be cut with a knife now. Holy fucking shit. This was such a mess. Evie didn't even really understand it all, but she got enough of it to know that, whether Noah had meant for it to happen or not, his twin brother had died because of him. Swallowing thickly, the girl found herself unable to look away from the man on his knees, her lips parted in silent shock.

"I..." Her voice trailed off, no other words coming to mind. Then, slowly, Evie's gaze flickered to those of her family's, seeing the shock and anger and disappointment displayed clearly on each of their faces. Shit, she didn't know what to do. Or what to say. Or how to react. Or fucking anything. Her breaths were fast now, anxiety and panic beginning to take over. As her eyes found Noah's once more, she tried her best to ground herself in his dark brown orbs. This didn't have to end what they had, right? But Jesus Christ, no. They couldn't be together. Especially not now. The thoughts were hitting her too hard and too fast now. Her mind was a damn tornado, swirling with the things she had just learned about Noah and Marcus.

It was too much. Tears had pricked her eyes now, a mixture of her shock and confusion and frustration. Evelina still had no idea how to react. "Evelina, how could you lie to us about all of this?" The sound of her mother's voice snapped her out of her thoughts, causing the girl to meet the older woman's eyes, her lips parted but no words escaping her. Jack and Madeleine were staring at her with the same look on their faces, as if she had just told them she was a murderer. But no, it was just that she'd dated two men who were drug dealers. So much better, right?! Yet Evie didn't answer, unable to form any kind of coherent answer.
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Just like that, Noah's darkest and deepest secret was out in the open. He had ever intention of burying that secret with him in the fucking grave. Noah's head hung low as the words slipped from his lips hand snow gripping the fabric of the tux. The sound of Marcus snicker only made things worse, Noah's eyes squeezing together tightly as he tried to secure any dignity he had left within himself. It was an accident. If he knew Marcus was going to go in there and kill Nate in his place he never would have lied and said he was Nate. It was an accident. It was at his lowest points in life, he never actually did the drugs he just needed the money from selling them. He was going to give it all back eventually. It. Was. An. Accident.

Evelina's mother's voice shot through the venue, making Noah catch his breathe at the words spat out. Fuck. This was not Evelina's fault. None of this should be on her. He was the reason this was happening. If he had just confronted Marcus and told the truth none of this would have happened. "Evelina didn't do anything wrong." Noah managed to choke out, his head snapping up as he stared at the older woman. "She didn't know about any of this." Slowly, Noah managed to make it back up to his feet his eyes moving to the brunette herself. "She needed a date because none of you would leave her the fuck alone about it." The least he could do was attempt to save whatever was left of Evelina's relationship with her family.

"I knew she had money so I told her I'd do it, but for a price." Noah pressed his teeth into the side of his cheek as he stared at Evelina's mother before turning his attention to Jack. "I fucked up but please this has nothing to do with her." Jack paused, his eyes narrowed as he took a step forward towards Evelina, Noah, and Marcus. "You managed to completely destroy your sister's wedding." Jack's words were harsh, his gaze moving to Evelina as he spoke. "Then you lie to all of us. What have you been doing with all the money we give to you? Drugs? Prostitution?" Noah winced, his body unmoving as Jack continued to speak towards his daughter. The room was silent yet again but only for a moment before Madi started towards her sister only to be pulled back by Jack. "No, she is not getting out of this. Not this time." [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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maid of honour dress, hair.
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the rehearsal venue.
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evelina jamieson
As Noah's voice filled the room, coming to her defense, Evelina's eyes snapped to his. He was defending her? Fuck, this was such a mess. How could she be mad at him when he was defending her? Sure, he hadn't told her any of this. He'd kept this entire part of his life a secret and it was being unveiled in the most horrible way possible. The guy had every right to be mad with everyone else, yet he was ignoring all of that and defending her instead, trying to salvage whatever he could of her dignity. If that didn't make her feel ten times worse for what was happening to him, then Evie didn't know what would.

"Noah..." His name came out in a whisper as their gazes connected, the brunette's heart lurching at the emotions she saw swimming in his dark eyes. Shit shit shit, tonight was not supposed to happen like this. And to think it all could have been avoided if she'd just shut her fucking mouth. God, this was all her fucking fault. And here Noah was, defending her still. She didn't deserve it.

Then her father spoke. Evelina flinched at the harshness of his tone, her gaze landing on him and Madeleine, who was standing beside him. As he accused her of spending the money on drugs and prostitution, however, the girl bristled. "Dad, what the fuck? No!" She cried, offended that he would even think that. Though she was touched to see her sister trying to step to her defense, she knew her father and mother would be having none of it.

The air was tense as fuck now. Everyone was stock still, as if they were afraid to even so much as move a muscle. Evie didn't know what to do or what to say in response to her father's words. She was shocked. But not as shocked as she felt with what came next.

"Evie! Evie, oh my god, thank fuck you're here!" The sound of her best friend's voice caught Evelina completely off guard. Spinning around, she stared wide eyed as the girl rushed towards her, a look of pure panic on her face. What the fuck? What was going on now? "It's Layla..." Those two words were enough to have Evelina cursing under her breath, her heart rate picking up as everything else fell away. Noah, Marcus, her family. They all disappeared into the background; her only focus was her daughter. The one her family knew nothing about.

"Marcus' men... Evie, they found out where the nanny lives. They came to her house... They... They won't leave. They're threatening to hurt your baby girl unless you come back and deal with them," Jordyn rambled, clearly frazzled and with no idea what to do. "And you didn't answer your phone. They fucking threatened me. Told me to come get you or else..." Trailing off, the blonde tried to steady her breathing, watching as Evelina stared at her in silent horror. Fuck fuck fuck, could this night get any worse? Then her gaze slid to Marcus, pure fury raging in her brown eyes. She was going to fucking murder him for ever thinking he could hurt her or Layla.
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] It was almost as if some higher power was completely against them because what had happened next through Noah through a fucking loop. The brunette stared at Jordyn as she busted into the rehearsal, eyes wide and frantic. What was going on? Noah frowned as Jordyn rushed to Evelina in an extremely panicked state. "Layla?" Was that one of Evelina's pitbulls? No, Jordyn wouldn't have come in here like a maniac over a dog or maybe she would. Noah really didn't know the girl all that well. "Who's Layla?" The words slipped through the man's lips before he had a chance to stop them. Did he even have a right to ask a question after the bullshit that just happened? Marcus took a step forward, now shoulder to shoulder against Noah as Jordyn spoke. Well, apparently Marcus knew who Layla was.

Marcus' men. Threatening. Nanny. Baby girl. What. The. Fuck. Noah stared at the two women in front of him, his jaw slacking slightly as his brain attempted to keep up with the situation at hand. "That is absolutely insane Jordyn." Marcus' voice boomed through the venue, his body tensing up next to Noah's. The taller man didn't move, his eyebrows furrowed together as he tried to piece together everything that had just been brought about. Evelina had a child...a little girl named Layla. Marcus' men. Of fuck, Marcus was the father.

"Baby girl?" "Evie, you have a daughter?" Jack and Madi spoke up next, causing Noah to turn his head towards the two of them. They both looked as shocked as the rest of the family. So, no one knew about Layla? Somehow, that tad bit of information was comforting to Noah. "This is all a misunderstanding, Evelina come with me we can go see what is going on." The trance that Noah had been under snapped, anger now filling his body as Marcus spoke sharply to the girl. "I don't think so Marcus. I will go with Evelina, you won't step a fucking foot anywhere near that girl." Noah cut in, his hand now pressed roughly against Marcus' chest as he held the man back from taking another step. "Jordyn, can you drive?" He looked over his shoulder, staring at the other girl as he held Marcus back. They had to get to wherever the nanny lived before something happened. Noah was going to be damn sure that this was not another Nate situation. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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evelina jamieson
Evelina could hear Noah questioning who Layla was, but she couldn't bring herself to answer. Nor even look at him. She was in too much shock, with anxiety flooding her every sense as she wondered just what the fuck was happening to her poor Layla and the nanny. Evie shot Marcus a dark glare at his statement before her gaze flickered to her family. They all wore shocked expressions, her parents and sister sporting ones mixed with hurt, too. Though it had endless waves of guilt washing over her, she knew she had no time to explain. Nor did she want to right now. But then Marcus spoke again.

"It's not a fucking misunderstanding, Marcus, and you damn well know it," Evelina snapped at him, unable to hide the rage she felt. "I'm not going anywhere with you." As if to prove her point, she took a small step closer to Jordyn, who had come to her side and wrapped a supporting arm around her waist. What Noah did next, though, took the girl by complete surprise. For several moments, she stared at him in shock, watching as he held Marcus back before questioning Jordyn.

"Yeah, I can drive. C'mon, we have to go now," the blonde insisted, ignoring everyone else as she grabbed Evelina's hand and tugged her out the way she'd come, Evie barely able to keep up in her damned heels. It didn't matter, though. All she could think about was getting to Layla. And the fact that Noah was here defending her, even though he had just been outed in front of her whole fucking family. She felt horrible over it, but now was not the time to lose herself in thoughts like that. Now she had to think about keeping her baby girl safe. Jordyn already had her keys in her hand, ready to unlock her car the moment they reached it. The red Prius was sitting outside of the venue, parked haphazardly as if the girl had literally jumped out with the car still rolling. Evie didn't care. If it got her back to Layla, then that was all that mattered.

"Evie, get in." Jordyn's sharp voice broke through the brunette's whirling thoughts, bringing her back to reality as she realized she was standing beside the car, not moving. Her gaze had been on the venue doors, however, ensuring Noah had followed them out safely. God, the last thing they needed was for Marcus to beat him up now. He'd already done that emotionally, hadn't he? Shaking her head a little, Evelina swallowed thickly and moved to climb into the car before suddenly hesitating again. Did she sit up front with Jordyn? Did Noah? Or should they sit in the back seat together? So many damn questions and she didn't know what to do about them.
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[div class=tag]interactions[/div] marcus, evie, jordyn
[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Layla was the daughter of Marcus and Evelina. Somehow, that just topped the whole fucking night with a cherry. Noah eyed Evelina, eyebrows furrowing together in confusion as the girl was staring at him. Was she okay? What was going on? Jordyn thankfully was quick to respond about driving, causing a sigh of relief to pass through Noah's lips. "Don't you dare Noah." Noah turned his had back to Marcus, his eyes narrowing at the man who was staring at him. "Fuck you Marcus." Noah spat, his hand now roughly pushing Marcus back a few steps. "You try anything and I'll fucking kill you." Noah took a few steps back from the stumbling man before shaking his head. "You already did, didn't you?" Without a second thought, Noah turned and ran after Jordyn and Evelina who were now to the red Prius.

Jordyn did a hell of a job parking, that was for sure. Noah bit back a laugh, knowing that this was no time to be making a joke about women driving. Different time and place Noah. The brunette frowned as he finally made it to Evelina and Jordyn, his eyes cautiously watching Evelina as she hesitated getting into the car. What was she doing? They didn't have time for this. Noah shook his head slightly before moving his arm around the girl, pulling open the back seat before grabbing Evelina by the waist. Within seconds he had managed to get both her and himself into the backseat of the Prius. "Let's go Jordyn, we don't have time to waste. Not with Marcus." Noah spoke firmly, his gaze moving out the car window to the open doors of the rehearsal venue. Marcus was on the phone and he looked pissed. It was never a good sign.

"Are you okay?" Noah said softly, turning his attention back to Evelina who was beside him. Sure, a lot of shit went down in there but that didn't change the way he felt about her. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]
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evelina jamieson
Fuck, what was wrong with her? Evelina usually never had issues making decisions, but today seemed to be screwing with her in more ways than one. Maybe it was the stress of knowing her baby girl was in trouble. Maybe it was finding out about Noah's past and relations to Marcus. Maybe it was knowing her family had discovered all of this. Evie didn't know, but she was eternally grateful when Noah finally made his appearance and practically lifted her into the backseat of the Prius with him. The feel of his arm around her waist had the girl snapping back to reality, her dark brown eyes lifting to find his when he removed it to climb into the seat with her. Jesus, her brain was a mess. She couldn't think straight.

It was only when Noah broke the silence again after Jordyn had pulled away from the venue that Evie managed to snap out of her thoughts enough to look up at him again, conflict in her eyes. "I..." She trailed off, a frown crossing her features as she looked away. "No. Yeah. I don't fucking know," she breathed, hating that tears had suddenly pricked her eyes. She was never weak like this in front of people. At this point, she was pretty sure that only Jordyn had ever seen her cry again. And with the look in the rear view that her best friend had just sent her, she seemed to know that it was about to happen again.

"Fuck," Evelina whispered to herself, only now realizing she hadn't even strapped herself in. She quickly did so, then lifted her fingers to her face and hastily wiped the tears away that had managed to slide down her cheeks. Goddamn did she ever hate Marcus. Of course, mostly because he was the reason for everything shitty in her life. But he was also responsible for the single best thing that had ever happened to her: Layla. Knowing that only made her hate him even more. He didn't deserve to be the reason for that baby girl. Layla was way too good for him. But if Evie had it her way, that innocent little angel would never find out who her real dad was.

Swallowing thickly, the brunette sniffled a little, trying her best to get her tears under control before they could turn into actual crying. These next few hours in the car were going to be brutal and she knew it already. She let out a shaky sigh before risking a glance up at Noah again. "You okay?" She questioned, turning that godawful question around on him now. He'd just been through hell and back, too, though; she needed to make sure he was alright. After all, her fucking feelings for him wouldn't have it any other way; she cared about that man way too much.
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There were few things that truly got to Noah and a woman crying was one of them. Not the dramatic crying that most women do, but the real something is wrong crying. The exact type of crying that Evelina was about to do at any given second. After the night that he had just had, he wasn't sure if he would be able to handle it without cracking himself. Asking if she was alright was probably the worst thing he could have done. It was almost a trigger for women to cry. Stupid Noah, you are an idiot. The brunette braced himself, stiffening up slightly as he watched the corner of Evelina's eyes prick with tears.

Noah flinched as the tears dropped from her eyes, running slowly down her cheeks. "Evelina...", his words barely audible as he watched the brunette hastily wipe away the tears that had fallen. Marcus had done some pretty fucked up shit to a lot of people. Noah couldn't even imagine if it came down to a child of his own. Sure, losing a brother was bad enough but a child? The man never stopped until he got what he wanted and Noah feared that Layla was going to be apart-of that want. Noah was going to be damn sure nothing was going to happen to that little girl.

Evelina's voice snapped him from the anger building in his chest, his dark eyes moving to her own as she spoke. Was he okay? Her daughter was in danger and she was asking him if he was okay? Noah's eyebrows came together as he stared at the brunette. Was he even okay enough to answer that question? "I-", he started before closing the gap between his lips before he lifted the corners up slightly. "I'm fine." It wasn't a lie but it also wasn't the whole truth, the poor girl had enough on her plate she didn't need anything else.

"Jordyn, are you okay? If you need me to drive I can, you seemed pretty shaken up." Noah turned his gaze towards the front of the small car, eyes catching Jordyn's in the rear view mirror for a second before he turned back to Evelina. "I promise nothing is going to happen to Layla." Noah smiled softly before pulling the brunette into his arms, face pressed against his chest. As a mother, he couldn't even imagine what she was going through right now. He had seen his mother with the same worried expression and he didn't want to see that on Evelina's face. He was going to protect that little girl, even if it would get him killed.
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[div class=tag]mood
"i'm going to fucking murder marcus."
[div class=tag]outfit
maid of honour dress, hair.
[div class=tag]location
the prius && nanny's home.
[div class=tag]interacts[/div] noah, jordyn, nanny, marcus' men. [/div] [/div] [/div]
evelina jamieson
I'm fine. Yeah, Evelina didn't believe that for one second. But she knew better than to push it right now, when they were all caught up in Marcus' shit. Talking about their feelings now would be a waste of time when there were so many more important things to be doing. Like getting to Layla and the nanny. When Noah spoke to Jordyn, the blonde girl in the driver's seat met his gaze in the rearview and nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. You just focus on her, it's okay," she murmured, knowing Evie was close to losing it and needed someone there for her. The brunette appreciated her best friend knowing her so well, though it seemed Noah was pretty good at reading her mind, too. Seconds later, he was pulling her in tight, her face pressed into his chest. Without hesitation, Evie let him, sliding her arm around his waist as best she could while hiding from the world.

Three and a half gruelling hours later, the three of them finally arrived at the nanny's house. A black SUV was parked a few houses down, but Evelina knew it was Marcus' men without a doubt. The sight of it had her sick to her stomach. The girl was flying out of the car moments later before Jordyn even had a chance to put it in park, her desperation to get to her daughter getting the best of her. Without wasting a moment, she ran barefoot up the front steps and through the door, relieved that it was at least left open. Like they were expecting her to come sprinting in here like this.

"Where is she?!" Evie cried out before hearing voices in the living room. She immediately rushed towards it, only to find three men standing there with the nanny seated on the couch before them, her face as white as a ghost. The men all carried guns and raised them towards her as she burst in on them. Once they realized who she was, however, all but one lowered his gun. That man had a smirk growing on his face. "Ah, Evelina. So nice of you to finally join us. Pretty dress you have on," he chuckled, not bothering to hide the way his eyes raked up and down her body. "Where. The. Fuck. Is. She?" Evelina growled, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. So far, Layla was nowhere to be found and she was trying her hardest not to lose her shit just yet.

Another chuckle left the man's lips as he slowly lowered his gun, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Oh don't you worry about your little Layla. She's just fine," he cooed at Evie, amusement crossing his features when she bristled angrily. "Tell me where the fuck she is now or I'll make you regret the day you were born." Fury raced through her veins as she dared him to go against her orders, not in the mood to take any shit from any of these men. Where her daughter was concerned, Evie would stop at nothing to protect her.
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"please hurry."
[div class=name]noah decker
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location: nanny's home > marcus' home
mood: "i'm not going to hurt you."
interactions: evie | jordyn | layla
outfit: suit & tie
tags: sereiin sereiin
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The fact that Layla wasn't at the nanny's home was a good indication that everything was not alright. The three had literally jumped out of the small car, barreling into the doorway of the home to be faced with armed men and a terrified looking nanny. Noah stood silently, his hands raised slightly at the one man who hadn't lowered his gun. He had seen the mans face before, he was there the same day that Nate was killed. Eyes narrowing as the man spoke about Layla being fine, Noah bit down on his tongue. Layla wasn't here. It was a setup to get Evelina here--to distract her so Marcus could get Layla.

Noah eyed Jordan who was now at Evie's side, a worried expression crossing her face. Fuck, they didn't have time to sit with these men. Wait. Noah took two steps back, his eyes moving to the men who were heavily focused on Evelina. Noah wasn't a threat to them, hell they hadn't even made eye contact with him. The brunette backed up silently, his feet moving carefully before he backed right out of the open doorway. "Please tell me the keys are in the car." Noah muttered to himself as he turned on his heel, pulling the car door open only to be extremely disappointed. "Fuck."

He couldn't get there by foot and he sure as hell wasn't calling an Uber, that'd take too long. He had maybe an hour on Marcus and that was only considering if Marcus had left right after they had. Wait, the SUV. Without another thought, Noah took off down the driveway of the home, moving carefully in the darkness until he reached the black SUV parked two houses down. Noah kneeled down, his eyes focused on the front of the large car; more specifically the man placed behind the steering wheel. Getting to his knees, Noah made his way to the driver's side door careful as he rose from the asphalt. He had one chance at this and he wasn't about to fuck it up now.

"Hey! What the fuck do you think yo---" The door opened instantly, Noah's fist connecting with the man's face before he pulled the large man completely out of the seat of the SUV. "Sorry, I need this." Noah dropped the unconscious man to the ground, hopping into the driver's seat before speeding off down the road. The brunette swiped his phone on, quickly dialing 911 before pressing the phone to his ear, his hand coming back to the steering wheel. "911 what's your emergency?" "Hi, yes I need someone to go to 451 Lakewood Drive. My girlfriend is being held hostage there, the men are armed." "Sir, where are you now?" "Please hurry." Noah clicked the phone off, dropping it to his lap as he sped off to where he knew Layla would be. He needed to be sure Evelina was going to be okay, but right now he had to focus on getting Layla.

Noah reached over, grabbing the black baseball cap from the passenger seat before placing it onto his head. They wouldn't suspect him coming, whoever was inside the house would think it was normal for their black SUV to pull up. Turning off the ignition, Noah slipped out of the large car his heart rate climbing with each step towards the home. The house was dark with only one light coming from the living room area. The brunette moved slowly around the back of the house, his eyes moving to the back door. He had been here before only once and it was the same night Nate was killed.

Noah slid out of the jacket of the tux, wrapping his fist in it before putting his hand through the small glass squares adorning the door. He dropped the jacket, reaching in to unlock the door before moving into the house. "Hey, did you hear that?" Noah bit down on his cheek, crouching down as he quickly moved through the house. The footsteps of men rushing towards the now broken door were becoming louder with every step Noah took. He had to find Layla and get the fuck out of there.

"Layla.", he called out softly as he pushed open the bedroom doors, his eyes scanning the dark rooms one by one. "Layla, come on we are going to get mommy." He wasn't sure how old the little girl was. Was she even old enough to know what he was saying? Noah sighed as he opened the last door, his feet moving quietly as he moved into the room. There was a dim light coming from under the bed and whimpering sounds. He got her. Noah closed the door, turning the lock before laying flat down on the wooden floor. He pulled up the bed skirt, his eyes now focused on a little girl curled up with a flashlight. "Layla." Noah spoke calmly, his free hand now reaching towards the hesitant girl. "I'm not going to hurt you." The girl's eyes were wide, her bottom lip was quivering every so lightly. "I'm Noah." He pulled his lips up in a warm smile before extending his hand further to the scared little girl. "Come on, let's go get mommy."

The girl reached her small hand out, her fingers grasping Noah's index finger softly before her lips pulled up in a small grin. Noah let the bed skirt fall onto the back of his head as he reached in fully, pulling the little girl out from under the bed. "You ready?" Layla nodded her head, the flashlight dropping onto the floor from her small hands as she latched onto Noah. There was no time to waste, he had to get them out of there before they were dead. One hand holding the small girl to him, his other hand gripped the bedroom window pulling it up and open before he managed to pull both his and Layla's body through it. Turning his gaze to the black SUV, Noah frowned as two men were now standing next to the vehicle. "Hey!" Crap.

Gripping onto the girl, Noah took off in the opposite direction of the house. A gun shot went off, causing the small girl to jump in his arms. "It's okay, I have you." Noah assured, his right hand pressing the small girls head onto his shoulder as he continued to run. Lights were now flicking on in all of the surrounding houses thanks to the sound of the gun shot. He rushed to the door of a house four houses down, his left hand banging on the door. The door flung open, a man and a woman standing behind it. "Call 911, we have to get ahold of Evelina." Noah's words came out rushed as the man ushered him into the house, locking the door behind him. The room seem to be spinning and he wasn't sure if that was his adrenaline pumping or what.

"Jim! He's bleeding." The woman's voice was echoing through his ears as he stumbled into the house, his arms giving out as Layla slipped only to be taken by the woman. "
We need to get ahold of Eve--" Noah collapsed onto the wooden floor, his eyes closing as he let out a sigh. What was going on? He groaned softly as he felt warmth pressing against his side before the feeling of his body went numb. "Hello? Yes, we need an ambulance. A man has been shot."
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"oh my god, oh my god, oh my god."
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maid of honour dress, hair.
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the nanny's home && the hospital.
[div class=tag]interacts[/div] jordyn, marcus' men, police, jim & martha, layla. [/div] [/div] [/div]
evelina jamieson
Things seemed to take a turn for the worse way too quickly. Evelina was losing her shit and these men were not having it. The one guy still hadn't lowered his gun, instead choosing to leave it pointed right at her and Jordyn, who remained standing beside her. "Oh, Evelina, I think you need to remember who has the upper hand here, sweetheart," the armed man cooed, narrowing his eyes and stepping closer to the two women. Meanwhile two others had the nanny cornered on the couch, leaving her no room for escape. The situation wasn't looking good. And then Evie realized that Noah wasn't there with them. Feeling panic rising within her, she trained her dark eyes on the gunman, then daringly took a step nearer. "And I think you need to realize whose baby you've taken," she growled out, her chest rising and falling quickly with her contained rage. Any moment now, she knew she would break and lose it completely.

Time seemed to turn to a standstill as Evelina faced down the armed man, her stubbornness and determination to save Layla leaving her no choice but to remain where she was. She would be shot dead before she ever gave up trying to rescue her baby girl. But before anyone could make a move to end the stand off, the front door was suddenly kicked open, shouts filling the air as armed police officers entered the house and immediately began to take control of the situation. One officer grabbed both Evie and Jordyn, yanking them backwards and out of the danger zone while his fellow officers surrounded Marcus' men, one of them reaching for the nanny while two others tackled the armed man to the ground. It was utter chaos, the air filled with shouts and commands and men being handcuffed. But Evelina was in a daze as she was rushed from the house with Jordyn at her side.

It was only when the two were helped into a squad car that the brunette managed to get a grip and shake herself from the daze she was in. "W-Where's Noah? Oh my god, where is he? Is he okay? Oh god, we need to find him." Evie could tell she was beginning to panic over the fact that now Noah was nowhere to be found. Even Jordyn's hand on her arm and soothing voice couldn't calm the anxiety beginning to build within her. Without another second of hesitation, Evelina grabbed her phone and dialled his number, shutting her eyes tightly as several tears spilled down her cheeks. This was such a mess. Both Layla and Noah were missing. Did Marcus have them? Were they being held hostage now, too?

"Jim! His phone is ringing!" Martha had been holding the little girl tightly in her arms when she noticed the man's phone lighting up, the name 'Evelina' flashing across the screen. The exact woman this stranger had said he needed to get a hold of. "Well pick it up, Martha! I can't; my hands are full," Jim responded urgently, keeping his hands pressed against the man's gunshot wound, a cloth between his palms and the man's side. With her heart pounding, his wife did exactly that, letting go of the child with one hand to grab the phone, answering it with trembling fingers. "Hello?"

The ringing seemed to go on forever as Evelina waited for Noah to pick up. Finally, on the fifth ring, there was an answer. But it wasn't his voice; it was a woman's. "N-Noah? Where's Noah? Who are you? Why are you answering his phone?" The words spilled from her lips before she could think about what she was saying, her hands shaking as she kept her eyes shut tight. Dear god, this was a mess. On the other end, Martha could hear the panic in the girl's voice as she asked after Noah. Was the man on her foyer floor Noah? He must have been... This was the Evelina he had mentioned before he'd passed out. "Evelina, it's okay. It's okay. I'm Martha. Noah's here with my husband and I. He came into our home with a little girl saying he needed to get a hold of you and then he passed out. He was shot," she began to explain before realizing she was only making this Evelina panic more. "We've called an ambulance, dear, they're on their way! He'll be okay. We'll look after the girl until you can get here. Or we'll take her to the hospital with Noah, whichever is easier. You can meet us there."

Noah had been shot. Fuck. Even though this woman, Martha, was insisting that he would be okay, Evelina found herself panicking anyways. Where had he been shot? Was he bleeding out? Were they putting pressure on his wound? Oh fucking god, what if he died? Hearing that Martha had called an ambulance, though, calmed Evie slightly, at least enough to focus on what else the woman was saying. They had Layla. Oh thank fucking god. Breathing a trembling sigh of relief, Evie lifted a hand to her forehead, her eyes still shut tight as more tears trickled down her cheeks. "O-Okay. I'll meet you at the hospital," she whispered finally, knowing it would be the wisest thing to do now.

The ambulance arrived at Martha's home just then, leaving the two women to hang up. But Evelina was quick to explain to the police officer sitting in the car with them that they needed to get to the hospital immediately. Within seconds, they were off, flying down the road with their lights and sirens. Swallowing thickly, Evie laid her head on Jordyn's shoulder, the two sniffling as they tried to comfort each other. Things would be okay soon, right? God did she ever fucking hope so. By the time they reached the hospital and pulled up outside of the ER, she'd told Jordyn what had happened, which caused the two to scramble out of the police cruiser in a desperate attempt to reach Noah and Layla faster. The officer came with them, guiding them into the emergency department and bringing them up to triage to question the nurse about Noah. "I-Is there a Noah D-Decker here?" Evelina asked, her eyes filled with tears as she pleaded with the nurse to tell her where the man she loved was.

Just then, a somewhat familiar voiced called out her name before there was an unmistakeable cry of a child. "Mommy!" Evie turned immediately at that, her eyes searching the waiting room before landing on none other than Layla, who was in the arms of a woman who must have been Martha. Completely forgetting the nurse, Evelina rushed towards them and reached out, pulling her little girl into her arms and hugging her to her chest tightly, tears rushing down her cheeks. "Oh baby girl, you're okay. You're okay, I'm here. Mommy's here now, you're safe," she whispered to her, burying her face in Layla's hair as she held her tightly in her arms.
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