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Realistic or Modern Last Summer

Ales sat down, running her hands through her hair, a nervous habit. She was silent for a moment before saying, "I like Tom, but I know he love Eve. And I think Eve loves him. Still, I'm trying to be a good friend. I really am." The alcohol was making her vision a bit blurry, but she went on. "I'm trying to let go. But it's so hard. I want to think about something else."


@DaManofWar
 
Gabe began fidgeting. She liked Tom the whole time.... Part of him almost felt betrayed, but the rest knew something else. Gabe put his arm around Ales, pulling her toward him. "Ales," he said, "you remember that girl I told you about? The one I really liked?" Gabe leaned in close to her ear, so his lips brushed it. "It's you." He said the words quietly and cooly. He had said it. He had let her know. He could have told her he had autism, or anything else, but this would work best.


@ThePumpkinQueen
 
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Ales was silent for a moment, trying to soak up his warmth before pulling away with a puzzled expression. That couldn't possibly be true. She chuckled for a moment. "I think I like you too." After a tense second she added, "But I need some time to get over this. Let me sleep on it."


@DaManofWar
 
Gabe nodded. He had been expecting more of a reaction from Ales, so he was rather disappointed. And yet....Gabe just smiled. "Okay," he told her. "This was a good talk." Before he left, he leaned forward, and gave Ales a nice, long, loving hug. "Have a good sleep," he told her. He then got up and left, heading back to his own room. He set down on his bed, opened his laptop, and reviewed some of the comments on this blog. He smiled, and set the laptop down. He got undressed, and went to bed in nothing bit boxers. He said a quick prayer before going to sleep. For his friends. For Tom, Eve and Oliver. For his family. And for Ales. Then he went to sleep.


@ThePumpkinQueen
 
Ales had this strange warm n' fuzzy feeling everywhere. She changed, for the millionth time it seemed, into her

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and slid under the blankets after turning off the lights. Luckily, she no longer thought about Thomas. Her mind was elsewhere. Eventually she slipped into the darkness, going to sleep.
 
Oliver woke up with a splitting headache and a faint taste of vomit on his tongue, nothing out of the norm. He stretched his arms and cussed under his breath, quickly remembering that his hand is hurt. He looked at it and bit his lip, his hand was a dark purple where as his fingers were a lighter shade of purple, his knuckles were blood stained and ached tremendously. He sat up quickly and another sharp pain shot through his skull, causing him to grimace. He stood up slowly trying to not make himself ill. He unlocked his door with his left hand and made his way downstairs, not even bothering to put on any clothes so he was basically naked, but not. He went into the kitchen and grabbed himself a glass of water, chugging it quickly and messily. He wiped his mouth as he set the glass down. He then took an icepavk out of the freezer and winced as he placed it on his hand.
 
Paeyton had watched about 2 movies before she finally forced herself to get up and go and change into her pajamas, she grabbed the bottles of vodka she'd brought in for herself. She walked out and went upstairs and changes, grabbed her blanket and phone charger and walked back down stairs, she noticed Oliver standing in the kitchen, he ignored her earlier so she figured he probably wouldn't want to talk to her now, she did walk over to grab a bottle of water and noticed the ice-pack on his hand "What happened?" .





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Oliver shrugged, "nothing, I'm fine." He moved the ice pack for a second and examined his hand again, then quickly replaced it. He got himself another glass of water while balancing the ice pack on his hand, he quickly gulped it down and turned away from Paeyton so he could go back upstairs.
 



Lucas had lurked longer at the beach than most of the others, still relaxing under the warmth of the sun. There was something about the soft, crashing waves and the salty, ocean air that kept him in a state of peace. Soon, however, he could feel his light skin burning up and he decided to pack up his things. He trekked his way across the sand towards the beach house and entered through the front door. The first thing he smelled was the alcohol and saw red cups scattered across the floor. He laughed amusingly as he heard loud voices and shots coming from all around the house. Paeyton must have decided to throw a party with her aunt's alcohol.


He quickly jogged upstairs to his room and tossed his beach bag onto his bed. Lucas changed into a fresh shirt and pants, running a comb thoroughly through his faded brown hair. By the time he made his way downstairs and walked into the kitchen, Tom and Eve were lying on the floor. His piercing hazel green eyes widened as he watched Paeyton tend to the two of them, but their wounds looked like they were gonna be okay.



His attentive gaze shifted over to Audrey and he made his way over to her side. "Looks like I missed the party," Lucas said, grabbing a cool beer from the fridge. "I'm glad the fight didn't get escalated too much," he commented. "Did you have fun?" he asked, smiling at her.



@Tsiwentiio @Ecstasyia


 
Gabe woke up bright and early. He blinked as the sun hit his eyes. He held his hand up to block it out. "Oh man," he said to himself. He had been having a nice dream. Now, he had woken up, and it was over. He groaned, and rolled out of bed, planting both feet on the floor. He sat up, and got on his bathrobe. It was a dark blue bathrobe. He opened his door, and went downstairs. He found both Paeyton and Oliver already downstairs. "Hey guys," he said.


@Tsiwentiio @killingxtime
 
Oliver stopped when he saw Gabe, Oliver gave him a slight wave with his good hand. "Hey." He responded quietly, his voice sounding a bit scratchy. Oliver felt another sharp pain shoot through his hand, "God dammit.." He grimaced at the pain, wanting it to stop he turned back around to Paeyton and took the ice pack off of His hand, and showed her it. "I hit the wall in my room yesterday, I don't remember why but I know I did."





@Tsiwentiio
 
"Ohhh that's not good" she looked at his hand, it looked broken to her "Do you wanna go to the hospital, they can check it, give you some medicine, give you a brace for it depending on how broken or fractured it is" she looked at him not wanting it to seem like she was forcing him. "I'll bring you, you don't have to go but I really think you should "
 
Oliver nodded. "Yeah, I probably should go and hell yeah it hurts." He looked over at Gabe, "Imagine slamming your hand in a car door and then lightning your hand on fire. It doesn't feel good." He smirks, trying to seem too upset about it. He looks back at Paeyton, "What the hell happened last night? All I remember is hitting my wall then passing out." Oliver couldn't recall anything that happened, whether it was the alcohol or adrenaline, it was all a blur to him but knowing him, it wasn't anything good.


@DaManofWar @Tsiwentiio
 
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Gabe realised that of Oliver didn't remember, then that would mean that the situation created last night could be resolved. "You were pretty drunk, and accidentally hit Tom," he said.


@killingxtime
 
"Honestly I don't even know, I was outside when everything was happening, Okay lets go then you will probably need some help getting dressed, Gabe will you help him. I'll go change and get the truck" she turned and headed to her room, because her and Lucas had the master bedroom, the closet itself wasn't actually in the bedroom, it was in a little walk way leading to the room. she put a hoodie and shorts on and grabbed her purse and keys to the truck and went outside to the garage
 
"I hit Tom?.." Oliver's mouthed dropped open slightly, I hit Tom!? He thought to himself. He quickly shook the thought as he was told that he needed to get dressed. "I think I can dress myself, maybe. Probably." He went into his room and grabbed a hoodie, he got it over his head fine but his arms were a different story. He annoyingly sighed, "I hate this.." He said as he struggled to get his arms in his hoodie.
 
Soon after Eve had awaken from her unconsciousness, she made her way back into her own room next to Annie's and fell asleep. The party had ended entirely differently than she'd imagined. Eve knew Tom and Oliver wouldn't remember it, but she would. With a small exhale, Eve closed her eyes and fell into a deep, undisturbed sleep.


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As the sun shown through her window and onto Eve's pale face, her eyes fluttered open. She rose from her bed, silently staring at the floor as she thought of the night before. It caused a pang of sadness to hit her, making a frown appear on her face. Slipping out of bed, Eve changed out of her pajamas and into a blue, flowy summer dress that dragged barely against the floor and hugged her waist.



Eve stepped out of her room, hearing commotion in Oliver's room. Hesitantly, she walked towards his room, standing at the doorway. He seemed to be struggling to put his hoodie on, making her blush slightly to see him half-naked.



"Ollie?" She called out to him softly. Eve caught a glimpse of his hand, causing her eyes to widen. After he put his hoodie on, Eve approached him rather quickly.



"W-What happened?" Eve asked Ollie quietly, reaching out a hand and gently grasping his hand in hers, studying the bruises aligning his skin. She glanced back up at him, her eyebrows slightly crinkled into a worried frown.
 
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Oliver glared at Gabe, "No I don't!" He quickly got his hoodie on as Eve entered his room. Before he knew it, his hand was in hers and she was asking what had happened, she made a worried face which kind of upset him. He never wanted to worry anyone especially Eve. He sighed and pointed to the hole in the wall, with his good hand. "I don't know why it happened but that's what happened." He looked down at his hand, Eve was still gripping it gently and then he looked back up at her. "This really sucks.." He mumbled under his breath.
 
Her pale gaze followed to where Oliver had pointed, and almost immediately upon seeing the hole, tears began to form in her eyes.


"I know why..." She whispered, staring blankly at the hole. Tears began slipping down her cheeks, gathering at her chin and then falling. Eve's lips trembled slightly.



"Y-You probably don't remember, but... I do." Eve turned her gaze back to his, tears continuing to slip down her cheeks. She didn't mean to begin crying. Eve couldn't help it, especially after seeing the hole in the wall. It really must have pained Oliver last night, and she felt it was all her fault. Eve had a feeling Gabe was trying to hide the situation from him, but she didn't think that was right.
 
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When Eve said that she knew why, Gabe felt his bowls loosen. He ran over, and slung his arm around her. "Hey," he said, "Eve, I think we should talk. You're way to emotional over Oliver accidentally hitting Tom. They were both drunk, and he had no idea what he was doing. Just calm down," Gabe added a tone of nervousness to his voice.
 
Oliver's eyes widened, he wiped her years off of her cheeks. "Hey.. don't cry, darling.." A sense of nervousness in his own voice, he just wanted to grab her and hold her. But didn't want to make her cry even more. He smiled at her calmly trying to better the situation, "I'm fine. It doesn't even hurt that much.." His smile widened and he continued wiping her tears away. "Itll all be okay, I promise.."
 
Eve closed her eyes immediately at Oliver's touch, feeling comforted instantly. She reopened her eyes, glancing over at Gabe with a frown on her face.


"Why are you trying to hide it from him? It'll only cause more conflict later." Eve whispered, her voice shaking slightly as she said it. Gabe knew as well as she did that pretending it didn't happen was not a solution. Tom and Oliver were going to find out sooner or later.



Eve glanced back to Oliver, still grasping his injured hand in hers. The tears stopped spilling down her cheeks, but she still looked rather upset. A moment of silence passed between them before Eve finally spoke.



"I'm sorry, Oliver..."



Eve took a few steps forward, moving away from Gabe and nearing Ollie. She leaned her forehead against his chest when she was close enough, tears beginning to fall once more. Eve had never been so emotional before, especially in front of other people. It was embarrassing, and she felt the need to hide. She just couldn't help it. Every time she saw Oliver it made her upset, reminding her of the night before and how angry he had become.
 

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