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Lincoln Cole

these words are knives, and often leave scars.

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a character in “The Devil You Know”, as played by sapphire.

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age: twenty
sexuality: closested homosexual
birthday: august 8th
occupation: server at olive garden / oddjobs for richer clients
hexcode: #517887
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthis is gospelxx||xx f**kin' perfectxx ||xx dirty little secret




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secrets:
after his mother died at thirteen, his father became a drunkard. damen became more and more abusive towards the male, who eventually became used to it. he was drawn into a somewhat abusive cycle from the man. he tried to live the life of the perfect son. became a football player, brought home girls, even with that damen's drunken attitude would end up prevailing. eventually, link would begin to take over and raise his younger brother keeping the abuse a secret from him as well. he's also hiding his sexuality from his father in fear of being harmed or his younger sibling being harmed.

likes
reading
vanilla scents
photography
stargazing
black coffee
helping his younger brother
playing his guitar
playing football
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dislikes
white milk
forests
his father
seeing his younger brother struggle
alcoholics
himself
ketchup
edm music










quirks
bites his lip when he's uncomfortable
only eats his icecream with forks
can eat an entire tomato by itself, but hates ketchup
can't focus without his mother's ring around his neck
can't sit still
fears
losing his brother
being outed by someone
clowns
people in mascot suits
any type of bird getting too close











words are knives, and often leave scars




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appearance:
standing at 5'12 he stands nearly around the average height. most of link's body is muscle, due to his rigorous work for his football training. over his body however are numerous scars from his father's abuse over the years. inheriting most of his mother's looks, link possesses sandy blond hair that in certain lighting takes a light brunette coloring. he keeps it cut short, so he can easily hide it under a helmet and not really have to worry about such an issue when it comes to style. his eyes are also gained from his mother, unlike his younger brother who inherited a majority of their father's traits. his eye coloring takes a light greenish-blue coloring that tends to fall in the blue variation of the iris more and more based on his emotions. freckles dust the pale porcelain skin of the male, mainly across the bridge of his nose. though most people don't notice them, because they'd never get that close to him. his dress style, is what most girls call "boy chic". he really only wears band-shirts from old rock bands, and ripped jeans. here and there he'll throw in a flannel, but there are three items that never leave his person. the bracelet his younger brother made for him, his mother's wedding ring, and his leather jacket. there is never a day you will see lincoln samuel cole without his leather jacket.

personality:
arrogant, asshole, abrasive. link's heard it all before, he often takes his time to make sure people think he's a dick. he makes it his goal to make people think he's nothing but an arrogant jock, who bullies people for a living. while he doesn't agree with it, he has a reputation to uphold. with his father being the football coach, and able to see how he acts. he has to act how "the cole men act". he doesn't need people knowing he likes to take photographs, that he likes to play guitar, that he actually enjoys helping his brother with his homework especially in english. people don't need to see that side of him, just the facade he plays for his own safety. however, it doesn't seem to calm the beast within him. link does have a raging temper.

one word can set him off, and end up with him getting into a fight. however, in a twisted sense of a way, link holds a loyalty to his father that his younger brother doesn't. the man gave life to him and lost his wife, so link gives him a sympathy. but he hates the man more than words can say, and acts like he's the loyal little soldier. he also doesn't think great of himself, thinking he's stupid or worthless. nobody's ever going to love him.

made a wrong turn, once or twice. dug my way out, blood and fire



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lincoln samuel cole was born to damen and alicia cole on an oddly stormy august night. alicia and damen were high-school sweethearts, damen the quarterback, and alicia the valedictorian. they were purely in love, and they loved their child. raising him alongside his younger brother, who was seven years younger. but at the age of seven, lincoln became more acquainted with things he should never have. a few nights before lincoln turned seven, his mother was involved in a car crash created by a drunk driver. at seven years old, lincoln and his younger brother, henry lost their mother. but in a twisted sense, they also lost their father.

damen blamed lincoln for the accident because he needed his chocolate birthday cake. when lincoln cried, his father hit him. this began a vicious cycle of abuse between lincoln and his father. the only thing on link's mind is, he had to keep henry away from this. he had to raise the child, even when his father was vicious. so lincoln in a sense became the parent around the house. he learned how to cook for his father, he cleaned, he helped henry with his homework. but regardless, his father continuously abused him. because he was too "girly" or he looked like his mother and had no right to. lincoln still remained a loyal solider to his father though, the man had lost his wife. the love of his life. but lincoln still resented him. he only listened to his father for fear his abuse might fall onto his brother. so he continued to take the hits. he did the things his father asked for, and became the person his father wanted him to be. a football player, a womanizer, and more importantly a man in his father's standards.

at a party one night, his senior year, drunk out of his mind. lincoln had kissed one of the openly gay boys at school. realizing he had liked it, a lot. he had gotten feelings that he had never gotten from kissing girls. it was just numb to him. scared of it, he ran from the boy. he ran from the party, and he went back home. his father drunk, noticed he had some sort of discomfort on his face but in his drunken state had ignored it. the abuse got heavier and heavier over the following months, until lincoln had enough. taking the shitty car he had saved up for himself, and his brother, he would have left. he left and went to their father's friend's home, their uncle rick. he took care of henry, as lincoln left and hadn't been seen. scarcely keeping in touch with his brother. he only returned once throughout the years because of his father's passing from an accident. the star coach who produced so many wins for their high-school, dead in a crash he caused. though he's dead, lincoln still feels like he can't be himself. like his father is still going to hurt him, and worse hurt his brother. so with all desperate he doesn't want anyone to know his past. he doesn't want to come back to this town, but he had to. in the memory of his friend, not his father.

So begins...

Lincoln Cole's Story

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xxx"now it's four in the morning
xxxi'm just trying to find myself.
xxxwhat the hell did i do?
xxxi'm the life of the party."

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A few days after the funeral, a day or two after they’d all been interviewed. It had been an intense few days, and they all needed to let off steam. So somebody had thrown a party. A mutual friend, a friend of Sarah, the girl who had been murdered. She’d been such a wonderful person, one of those people who’s always looking out for everyone else, who had been involved in pretty much every club going. Turns out she’d been hooked on prescription drugs. That hadn’t been what had killed her- it had been revealed that it had been a murder, that she’d actually been in a rehab programme to get off the drugs.

At first, it had been quiet. Chill. Mostly just a chance for everyone to talk. But now it was starting to liven up, to become an actual party. The alcohol was flowing, but it was still at that nice point where things were still fun, and nobody was messy drunk or out of control. Everyone seemed to be having a good time.

Everyone, that was, except for Lee Romero. The anxiety was starting to creep in as it started to feel more and more like... those parties. And his anxiety had already been at a higher level than usual what with the brutal interrogation from the police. Well. It hadn’t been that brutal. But it had been intense and unpleasant and it had been with the same police officers he’d gone to about Neil, the man who had manipulated him and forced him to have sex with strangers. At first, he thought they were going to tell him that he had been released. Instead, he’d been questioned. He hated it.

And now, for some ungodly reason, he was at a party. He hadn’t even ran into anyone he knew yet. He was just standing there, clutching a drink, and wishing he was somewhere else entirely. What if a... client showed up? What if nobody he knew showed up? What if Neil had gotten out and he showed up?

But he couldn’t bring himself to leave. He took another sip of his coke and waited. Half an hour. If nobody showed up, he could leave after half an hour.

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xxx"So come and taste the reason
xxxI’m nothing like the rest.
xxxI'll kiss you in a way
xxxyou’ll never forget about me."

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EARLIER THAT WEEK:

β€œSo honey, when we going to break out those handcuffs you have there and have some real fun?” Rebecca said to the police officer guarding the door, with a smile and wink to the officer guarding the door out of the interrogation room, not getting much of a reaction besides a chuckle. She changed her smile to a frown/pouty face. β€œYou’re no fun. And if this is about a parking ticket from years ago, isn’t there a statue of limitations for that?” Rebecca asked, getting up from her chair and fixing her hair in the mirror which she knew was a window on the other side. She had asked numerous times about why she was brought here, but they refused to tell her. She had only been back in the states for a couple days, and hadn’t yet bought her ticket home. She wasn’t entirely sure how long she would stay in town, she had gotten a couple weeks off from work so she wasn't too worried.

The door opened, and two detectives walked in. β€œMiss Cruze, yo-β€œ Rebecca quickly interrupted the man talking. β€œPlease darling, call me Rebecca, or later.” She said obviously flirting with him, and going back to sitting in the chair, putting her legs on the table as she took off her heels. If this was about parking tickets, she was going to try to sweet talk her way out of it. β€œAs I was saying Miss Cruze, when was the last time you visited Roseville?” He asked as he sat down putting a folder onto the table. β€œWell, honestly, not since I left a while ago and moved to London. Lived there ever since.” She answered the one of the detective’s questions β€œHow would you describe your relationship with the victim.” Abigail had a puzzled look on her face. β€œThe victim? You mean Sarah? I guess you could say we use to be close. We slept together once but her at time girlfriend didn’t appreciate it, and Sarah blamed me for it, saying whatever she could to keep her girlfriend from breaking up with her, including some harsh and NOT true words. She keyed my car when I went to leave the apartment, that bitch." Rebecca paused a second. "But we patched things up before I left, we were good friends. Wait what is going on here?” As she finished the detectives slid the folder and opened it up. Rebecca gasped, and some tears came down her face. β€œMa’am, you are being investigated as a possible suspect for the murder of Sarah Green.” And the interrogation began.

PRESENT TIME:

All around was upbeat music playing, people reconnecting, having a good time. The whole atmosphere of the whole house was very high and happy. Rebecca leaned back, reaching for her drink with one hand, and the other holding herself onto the lap of a male β€œSo you’re from England? I love brits” The man, which Rebeeca was sitting in the lap of, said. ”Oy yes. I live in London, right by the royal palace.” She replied with a giggle and a very, very bad English accent. Somehow this guy heard that Rebecca flew in from London and wanted to know more, so Rebecca took this chance to make out with a moderately attractive guy. Plus it would be fun to do a bad English accent.

Rebecca gave him a light kiss on the cheek after finishing the rest of her drink. β€œI’m going to go get more of this American beer you yanks drink.” She said as she got off his lap and walked away from, debating with herself if she would go back to him, or find another person to β€œtalk” to, a lot of people were here and Rebecca was having a great time, she really did miss this place. Especially her group of friends she had back then.

Rebecca had not seen any of them since she left all that time ago, even at the funeral she stayed at the back. Lee, Heather, Lateesha, Willow, Link, Tallulah. All the adventures they’ve had. That time Rebecca jumped off the roof of the school into a ball pit because of a dare from Lincoln, competitions with Lee to see who kiss the most people in a row without being stood up, to drunk make out sessions with some of the others, and much more adventures. Rebecca felt guilty and terrible for leaving, but she had to, she could barely stand this town after what happened. She couldn’t even drive down the road it happened, always taking a 15-minute detour around it.

As Rebecca looked up from the cooler, someone immediately caught her eye across the room, standing there awkwardly. "Lee!?" She said outloud, she hadn't seen Lee since she left for London. She walked over and wrapped her arms around him in a hug, kicking one of her legs back as she hugged him. "I'm glad to see you again. How have you been?" Rebecca asked as she stepped back after hugging him, with a smile on her face.

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xLINCOLNXxCOLE
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xxx"for all the light that i've shut out,
xxxfor all the innocent things i doubt.
xxxfor all the bruises i've caused and tears.
xxxfor all the things that i've done,
xxxall these years."


"So, Mr. Cole, you were one of her last contacts in Sara's phone before her death," the investigating officer asked a pretty pissed off looking Lincoln. His brows furrowed as he looked up towards the man. He had been in rooms like this before. Getting caught stealing from stores for his brother and himself to live. Speaking of which, he needed to see Henry. The man felt guilty about not seeing his brother in such a long time. Aside from that point, Lincoln would look angrily towards the officer. "She had called me to check up on me, aside from her addiction issues in the past, her and I were a close as children. She helped me with my younger brother sometimes. I had to check up on her, she was doing fine. Give me a lie detector test if you want, but before I answer anything more I know my rights. I want a goddamn lawyer." Lincoln spoke in a calm manner, despite his angered appearance, he would then give a smirk to the officer and lean back in his chair.

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After being irritated by the pigs of Roseville for around an hour, who harassed him as a teen. He would be making it towards the house where the party in Sara's honor. Hopping on his baby, he'd rev up the engine and make his way down to the party. Trying to ignore the small hope that a person he fucked up with so bad was there, so he could possibly make amends. His eyes focused on the road he'd reach the party hearing music play softly from the house, so he was late. Link was never on time. He hoped Tee had made it safely to the party, even though they lived together in Cali, they simply made their own ways of getting to Roseville.

Stopping his bike on the street, he'd get off the bike and begin to walk in. Immediately, Lincoln was greeted with a wave of hellos from previous teammates from the football team, and girls would wink at him. Some had given him condolences on his father, he accepted with fake smiles, but he was truly happy the bastard was dead. As he walked deeper into the crowd his eyes landed on a dark-haired boy, that Lincoln hoped for his safety that he'd never see again. Quickly looking away he'd focus his attention on some girl who was dancing in front of him, and he would just move along with the rhythm. Just down a few drinks Cole! Don't be a pussy, high school is done and over with he's probably forgiven you!! he thought before he would move away from the woman and move to the drinks. After downing a few cups of whatever alcohol they had, he would make his way towards the duo in the corner. As he did, he'd hang onto Rebecca and begin to giggle. "Heyyyyyyyyy!" he slurred as he stumbled and giggled again.

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Never let it be said that Lateefah didn't try to make people happy.

If you had left it up to her, she would have been on the next flight back to California, regardless of the sinking feeling in her gut, alerting her that it might not be the best decision. It was kind of ironic. The same town she had clamored to get out of years ago seemed more like relief to her than the sunny state she was leaving behind. And in the midst of a funeral at that! Yet and still, she had stayed, mostly because - for the first time in her life - she and grandmother agreed on something: it would be too suspicious for Lateefah to go back to California after the interrogation earlier today.

"It seems like you and Sarah had left on bad terms," the police offer had said, trying so hard to sound cryptic and threatening. Lateefah had just stared at him, face blank. "You make a habit of leaving things like that, Miss Hart?" Lateefah had fought the urge to laugh in his face, but soldiered on - straight-faced - to tell him that unless she was being charged, she was leaving and would not return without a lawyer. To be fair, she and Sarah had left on bad terms, bad enough that it left the deterioration of Tee's friendship with Lee look like a lovers' spat. Sarah, Lincoln, and Lateefah had known one another since they were children, and while Link was able to look back with fondness on their relationship, the one Lateefah had with the girl had been tumultuous at best. There was a kind of love there that enabled Tee to feel the ache of Sarah's permanent loss, but while others remembered her for being sweet or the allusion of being sweet, Tee remembered the head cheerleader. The one who bitched about any and everyone behind their backs, but retained her snake-like debonair charm the second a classmate was in their midst. The same one who loved the idea of having friends, but having them in the ways she wanted them. Sarah had never been truly bad, but Tee had never considered her as good as everyone else either. Especially after she revealed that it was her who had told Lateefah's grandmother of her affair - and all because Sarah had wanted him first.

Needless to say, though, Lateefah hadn't killed her. Hadn't even been close enough to Roseville to consider doing it and she damn sure couldn't stomach it. She and Sarah had gone back and forth with ignoring one another until a month before her death. At that point, Lateefah had blocked her number. It still meant she couldn't make any sudden moves, so Tee had been prepared to throw her clothes off and lounge about in her old bedroom with her Netflix and some Chinese...until her grandmother had pouted about her morose mood and the sullen attitude of the entire town. How her grandmother knew that there was a party for young adults happening was beyond Tee, but after five minutes of pouting, she grabbed her keys, her leather jacket, and rolled out without so much as a goodbye.

She was loathe to admit it, but the party wasn't that bad. Lateefah was sober, clutching a cup of crushed ice she had gotten from the ice maker instead of the buckets of ice that had much larger chunks inside that she was casually chewing on, the flavor of the sprite beneath it adding a sweetness to her tongue that she could appreciate a lot more than any alcohol at the moment. She would have turned to the dining room of the home where old friends and classmates were hanging out, but then she spotted three very familiar faces. Faces she wasn't ready to see nor deal with, which was why she turned right instead, going down the hallway and making a quick left to the living room. She lived with Lincoln, so it wasn't a problem, and Tigger was always going to be Tigger. A refreshing glass of vivacity and cheeriness that made Tee want to smile. But Lee...Lateefah just didn't have it in her to pretend at the moment, especially not when she'd already warded off any attempts at getting to know her life away from Roseville. So, she whipped out her friend to see about a friend she actually wanted to see.

To: Willow
pls tell me i didnt come 2 dis party 4 u not 2 come

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xxx"now it's four in the morning
xxxi'm just trying to find myself.
xxxwhat the hell did i do?
xxxi'm the life of the party."


Even if Lee hadn't particularly wanted to be social tonight, all that changed when Rebecca appeared in front of him. He grinned and returned her hug, so glad to finally see her. They'd kinda fallen out of touch after she'd moved away. Lee had had too much on his plate. Things with Neil had reached breaking point, and it just wasn't something he wanted to deal with. So he'd let her go. Not exactly the best decision he'd made. "It's good to see you too! I'm great! How's England? I wasn't sure if you'd make it over," he gushed. It felt a little like he was just trying to cover up for not getting in touch. He wondered if she picked up on that. But before she got a chance to dwell on it, a distraction arrived in the form of Lincoln Cole.

Lee's stomach tightened, but for all the wrong reasons. This was the guy who had tried his best to make Lee's life living hell for years. And yet Lee still had the biggest fucking crush on him. It was so messed up. It was beyond messed up. Because when Lee looked at Lincoln, he didn't see the bully. He saw the guy he'd drunkenly messed around with when they were both freshmen. He saw all of Lincoln's denials. And Lee found himself wondering. Wondering.

"Hi, Lincoln. Oh, look at that, my cup is empty. I'll be back in a minute," he said, brushing past the two of them. He took a deep breath as he moved towards the drinks table. Somebody handed him a beer, and he was too distracted to even think twice about it. The man standing beside him did a double take. "Hey, dude, this might sound weird. But were you friends with a guy called Neil Crowley?"

Lee felt like somebody had poured a drink down his back. This is why it had been a mistake coming here tonight. "Nope, no clue who you're talking about. Excuse me." He turned around and headed back towards Rebecca. He was too close to turn back around when he remembered Lincoln's presence, so he just forced a smile as he went back to them. "So. How have you guys been?" He asked. Even if he usually hated being drunk, it was starting to seem like an increasingly better idea the more he considered it.

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xxx"Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
xxxSo while you're here in my arms
xxxLet's make the most of the night
xxxLike we’re gonna die young


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Rebeccan was glad to Lee smile, and listened to him talk β€œYeah, London has been great, just the break I needed from this small town. And barely made it, flight got delayed because of the weather, almost cancelled actually.” Rebecca replied to Lee. She wondered for a second why he never reached out to her, but to be fair she didn’t reach out either. Life was busy trying to adapt to a different country and climbing the corporate ladder.

Rebecca was caught off guard when hands came around her with a giggle. She quickly turned around expecting it to be the guy she was talking to before, but saw it was Link. β€œLink!” She threw her arms around him and leaned back in his arms. β€œCareful with your hands buddy, you still owe me a dinner.” Rebecca said giggling with Link, but then heard Lee comment about needing a drink, Rebecca knew it was just to walk away. She knew about bullying history between the two.

β€œNo problem, nothing fun ever happens with an empty cup” Rebecca commented as Lee walked away, then giving her attention back to Link. β€œSo… You and Cinnamon, living together now huh? When you going to pop the question?” Rebecca said jokingly, pointing at her left ring finger teasing Link. She didn’t think of them two getting married would actually happen, then again, they were an unexpected friendship.

During the conversation with Link, Rebecca noticed a little red head she recognize throw her drink into the face of a guyit made Rebecca giggle, but right after that Lee walked up asking how they’ve been. Rebecca saw that he had a drink in his hand, β€œMay I?” She asked, as she took his drink and just about chugged it, giving him a wink afterwards. She never got her second drink from the cooler before she saw Lee and walked over to him, so it was kind of his fault she didn’t get a drink, right?

β€œOh! I’ve been dying to tell someone this, but guess what.” Rebecca said getting all giggly and such, pausing for a second. β€œThe cops down at the station brought me in after Sarah’s funeral. And I totally thought it was about parking tickets or something from the before I left for London. But no! They interrogated me! Something about since me and Sarah had a slight falling out, they thought I could be a suspect in her murder! Can you believe that!? I’ve been in London.” Rebecca said crossing her arms and rolling her eyes.

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xxx"for all the light that i've shut out,
xxxfor all the innocent things i doubt.
xxxfor all the bruises i've caused and tears.
xxxfor all the things that i've done,
xxxall these years."


Link spent most of the time that Lee was right there staring at him. His dark blue eyes would focus on the beautiful structure of Lee's face. His eyes were so beautiful, and his hair looked so soft. He wished he could touch it, hold him and just let him know he didn't mean what it was in high school. But the memory of the threats his father held over him as a teen still lingered in the back of his mind, but the absence of his sobriety seemed to numb it. As Lee stated he was going to get drinks, but Link just kept staring at him. Beauty. His mind seemed to be brought back to the present by Rebecca's voice. "Well I never thought you'd go streaking through the park," he paused before he looked at his drink. Maybe he should put it down, he still had to drive his bike home, he would place his drink on a nearby nightstand and become back into the conversation, still slurring slightly as he talked once more. "But, no Cinnamon and I aren't going to tie the knot. We aren't involved like that....she's not my type." he spoke this sentence carefully trying to make it sound like he just meant his type of girl.

When Lee came back Link went right back to staring towards the other male, his eyes focusing on the male's jawline. His lips. Ya know, just the normal things "heterosexuals" do when they stare at another person of the same-sex.

His gaze strained from Lee as he heard Rebecca tell the two that she was questioned. "I was questioned as well, but they know me down there.....pretty well. So they won't believe anything I say anyway. I was in Cali with Lateefah when she was murdered." he spoke before he would smile nervously. It wasn't he thought they didn't believe him. He was simply nervous about being around Lee, he had been so cruel to the other male in the past. All because he harbored a love for him, he was his first time with a male. And his last time, he refused to sleep with another man, because in his heart was Lee. So he forced himself to sleep with women and keep up his facade from high school. He believed Lateefah saw through him a few times but didn't speak about it. He would return to look towards the man he had caused so much harm, and just stare.

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xxx"all the people i know aren't who they used to be
xxxand if i try to change my life one more day
xxxthere would be nobody else to save
xxxand I can't change into a person I don't wanna be."



Meaningless chatter swirled through the air and Tallulah tried to shove her way towards the edges of the room. Maybe there she could just crawl into a ball and hide from the world for a while. She heard a few people mumbling about "death" and such things as she squeezed her way through the people. She shoved one hand in her pocket and gripped her necklace with the other. Tallulah kept her head down, trying desperately not to draw attention to herself, although that was becoming difficult with the guy she'd poured her drink on still screeching behind her. She did her best to ignore him.

Surely there was someone here that she knew.

She looked up from under her lashes and caught sight of a small group of people on the other side of the room. Familiar people. A small smile spread across Tallulah's face. How long had it been since she's seen them? She moved towards the group, cautiously passing through the small gaps between party-goers.

"Excuse me. Sorry. If I could just get through..."

Everyone moved out of her way but some scowled as she squeezed through. Wow, okay, sorry. Frickin' rude.

Tallulah wanted to call out to them but felt like it might not be the best idea with so many people around. She looked up again and saw that she was almost there. Not even bothering to say "excuse me" anymore, she pushed her way though, hoping that she didn't knock drinks out of anyone's hands, and finally arrived at her destination.

"Rebecca!"

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xxx"now it's four in the morning
xxxi'm just trying to find myself.
xxxwhat the hell did i do?
xxxi'm the life of the party."


Lee just rolled his eyes as Rebecca stole his drink, grinning despite himself. "Get your own, bitch," he teased lightly. He could feel Link's eyes on him. He didn't know why, but he also knew he didn't stand a chance of holding any eye contact. He was glad when Rebecca suddenly changed the subject, revealing that she'd been interrogated as well. Lincoln said the same. "Huh, same here. Guess they're just interviewing everyone with any connection to her." He said, shrugging a little. And then a distraction arrived in the form of someone calling Rebecca's name. A familiar redhead, Tallulah Ashmore. She and Lee had been friends for a while, but when the whole Neil thing had come up, things had changed. And she seemed pretty focused on Rebecca right now which left... him and Lincoln. Fuck.

He drained the bottle of beer. Turns out Rebecca had left more than he'd expected. And had beer always tasted that weird? He shrugged it off and ran a hand through his hair. "So, uh, what are you up to these days, Lincoln?" He asked. God, small talk felt so weird in this situation. Given their history, just talking about college and stuff felt wrong. But what else could he say? "Hey Link, I've more or less forgiven you for bullying me, mostly because I actually really like you?" Lee would have to consume considerably more alcohol before that would have any chance of happening.

Over Lincoln's shoulder, he could see the guy who had asked him about Neil staring at him. He hadn't believed him. He knew. Lee turned his attention back to Lincoln, trying for force himself to make eye contact, but his eyes stopping to stare at that jaw, those lips, that face. The fingers of one hand started toying with the bottom of his jacket, as the other ran through his hair. God, did Lincoln pick up on how much he was fidgeting?

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xxx"Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
xxxSo while you're here in my arms
xxxLet's make the most of the night
xxxLike we’re gonna die young


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β€œFine, be that way.” Rebecca said handing the drink back to Lee and sticking her tongue out, leaving some left in there for him. β€œReally? They interrogated both of you, weird.” Rebecca said after hearing Lee and Link also talk about how the cops picked them up. Oh that makes sense. Rebecca thought to herself after Lee gave the suggestion of the cops talking to anyone connected her.

Rebecca was quickly taken out of the conversation when she heard someone call her name. β€œLula!” Rebecca said as she turned around and hugged Tallulah, lifting her off the ground a little. β€œHow has my Little Lula been?” Rebecca asked after setting her back down β€œBut seriously, gotta be so clichΓ© with throwing a drink in a guys face? Did you get that from a movie or from me?.” Rebecca said to Tallulah, giggling, starting up conversation with her.

Throughout the conversation Rebecca started feeling slightly dizzy, stumbling once into Link, but just smiling up at him and apologizing. Damn, feeling tipsy already Becca, such a light weight gosh. Rebecca looked back at Lee and Link, seeing that they were having a conversation, and not just Link bullying him, she smiled at them, lightly listening to their conversation.

β€œSo, you gonna get with any cute boys tonight? I’ve seen a couple.” Rebecca said to Tallulah. Yeah there were a couple guys, and girls, here she would get with, but she really just wanted to tell Lee how she felt and have him return feelings. But right now, the only feelings Rebecca could feel was as if she was tipsy and leaning towards being drunk, also zoning in and out of the conversations and reality around her.

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xxx"for all the light that i've shut out,
xxxfor all the innocent things i doubt.
xxxfor all the bruises i've caused and tears.
xxxfor all the things that i've done,
xxxall these years."


"You're so beautiful," the male thought to himself. His dark blue eyes staring at Lee's brown ones. He didn't know what was about them, but they always pulled him in like the monster Charybdis. Yes, Link read in high school. He wasn't just a dick. He would smile a bit towards Lee, it was an awkward smile. He would pick up his drink again and take a sip of it. Beer was the oddest thing he had tasted, it tasted like sweaty socks. He would nervously run a hand through his hair before his mouth opened up and words began to fall out. "You can call me Link," he paused. "I'm sorry. For high school, for how I treated you. I was just an immature asshole, who knew you were going to have a better life after we graduated, and was so insecure about it I made your life a living hell. After that night......I just got insecure in myself. Back then I recognized you as the cause, so I targeted you. So, I'm sorry."

He spoke out, before he looked away from his eyes. He probably avoided the part where he liked Lee. He also avoided the part, he often got in fights with the other football players for saying shit that went to far about him. He was his "target" in high school, nobody else's. He knew that the other male probably hated him, he tried to leave the conversation when he showed up. He would place his hand on the back of his neck and smile a bit, awkwardly.

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xxx"now it's four in the morning
xxxi'm just trying to find myself.
xxxwhat the hell did i do?
xxxi'm the life of the party."

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Lee smiled despite himself when Lincoln told him to call him Link. And then Link did something that Lee hadn't been expecting. He apologised. And it seemed genuine. Lee didn't really know that much about him- but a star football player, whose father was the coach... It was probably understandable.

"Thanks, Link. I know it can't have been easy." He said. "And yeah, you were a dick," he added jokingly, grinning at Link, "But we all did shit we're not proud of in high school. Stuff we left behind. Let's leave it there and move on."[/color] It gave him hope, more hope than his hopeless romantic heart could take. If this Link, the one standing in front of him, was new and improved, then maybe... maybe something could happen. It had happened once, even if that had been powered mostly by alcohol.

It was only when Lee felt Rebecca leaning against him slightly that he realised how clouded, how sluggish his thinking was. He felt drunk. And all he'd had to drink was one beer. No, half a beer. A familiar feeling of anxiety started to bubble in his stomach and chest.

"Hey, uh, guys, I just need to get a bit of air, okay? I'll be back in a minute," He said, both to Link and to Rebecca. His heart was pounding, too hard, too fast. There was no way he should be feeling like this. He stumbled a little as he walked away, which just made him worse. And again, he saw the guy that had been asking him about Neil, and Lee was sure he was going to throw up. He forced his way outside, taking a few deep breaths. Something was wrong. And now all that was whirling around in his thoughts was those parties, all the way back then, where he got so drunk that what he was doing, what was happening to him, it didn't even register. All the way back, to how he had ended up in that mess. Was Neil out of prison? Could he be? How long had he been put away for? This was wrong, this was wrong, this was all wrong.

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xxx"all the people i know aren't who they used to be
xxxand if i try to change my life one more day
xxxthere would be nobody else to save
xxxand I can't change into a person I don't wanna be."


Tallulah hasn't realised how much she's missed seeing Rebecca's face. Or everyone's faces for that matter. She wanted to talk to everyone; see what had been going on in their lives but she decided against talking to anyone except Rebecca, at least for now. Tallulah hadn't really kept in contact with anyone else and she had no clue if they even wanted to speak with her.

Maybe they don't even remember who I am.

So, despite her curiosity, Tallulah chatted with Rebecca and for a while, it was like she'd never left. They slipped back into old conversation so easily.

"I seriously regret throwing that drink at him. I've never been one for clichΓ©s."

"Rebecca, I literally just drenched a guy in my drink. I doubt I'm going to get with any 'cute boys' tonight.
Tallulah chuckled.

Not that I'd really want to anyway.

It wasn't until Rebecca started to act strangely that Tallulah noticed something was wrong. She was leaning all over Lee and seemed to be really zoned out. Had she really had that much to drink?

"Rebecca, are you okay? You seem... weird."

Suddenly Lee excused himself from the group and stumbled away, looking panicked and intoxicated. Something was definitely wrong.



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xxx"Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
xxxSo while you're here in my arms
xxxLet's make the most of the night
xxx Like we’re gonna die young


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Rebecca kept a smile on her face throughout her conversation with Tallulah, missing her β€œlittle sister.” β€œYeah, it was clichΓ©, but you totally pulled it off. Plus some boys like it when we play hard to get.” She started feeling more drunk and out of it as their conversation continued, even though she had just barely two drinks. Rebecca hadn’t even heard Tallulah’s last question before she heard Lee say something to her.

Rebecca looked over at Lee when he changed his tone, she could tell he wasn’t just talking to Link anymore, hearing him saying he needed air. But after Rebecca watch him hurrily walk away, she felt like something was up. β€œLee?” She said as she turned completely around, then looking over to Link. β€œDid you say something to him? I’m going to make sure he’s okay.” Rebecca turned back to Tallulah. β€œYou two should chat a little, might make a cute couple.” Rebecca said with a giggle and tried to follow Lee, not entirely keeping much of a better balance than he was.

As Rebecca pushed open the door and walked outside, she leaned against it as she closed it behind her, no one could really see what was going on outside with the door closed and the blinds not being open. Seeing Lee and her were the only two outside, she walked over to him and put her hand on top of his on the railing, but entirely on purpose. β€œHey, hey. You okay cutie?” Rebecca said putting her other hand around him, staring into his beautiful brown eyes. She quickly looked away towards the sky. You gotta tell him now, just do it. She thought to herself, zoning out a little, then being brought back at the end of Lee talking, not really catching all of it.

β€œLee, you know how we would always compete about who could get the most numbers, or see how many people we could flirt with before being ignored? Well” She paused for a second, rubbing her hand through his soft hair. Just do it Becca, now or never Her internal voice told her. β€œI always wish you would pick me, I… I really like you” Rebecca finished as she pulled Lee’s face toward her and began kissing him.

The kiss didn’t last as long as Rebecca would have liked it, she was pushed back by Lee and he stormed stormed off. She wanted to call after him, but she couldn’t for some reason. Rebecca slowly sat down on the ground, feeling very light headed. She leaned against the wall, a little bit out of view, slowly closing her eyes and passing out.

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xxx"for all the light that i've shut out,
xxxfor all the innocent things i doubt.
xxxfor all the bruises i've caused and tears.
xxxfor all the things that i've done,
xxxall these years."


Link raised an eyebrow towards Rebecca, he didn't say anything bad to Lee. Did he? He practically just apologized. "I....uh didn't do any-," he spoke interrupted by Rebecca's sudden giggle and saying he and Tallulah should get to know each other. He looked awkwardly at the girl and did the rather odd wave nod combination before getting this feeling in his gut something was wrong. Did he do something wrong and not realize it? Did he stare at Lee wrong? He wasn't aware if he did something wrong, but he knew he had a different feeling. A sense of something wrong and the impulsive part of Lincoln told him to follow his gut feeling. Something that often started fights between him and others in high school.

The male looked at Tallulah and would speak briefly before he'd leave "Um sorry, Tiana, wasn't it? Sorry, I gotta go check on my friends. Sorry to leave ya stranded." he spoke quickly before walking through the crowd the crowd to the get outside. He'd reach the outside to see Rebecca slump herself over next to a wall. He couldn't just leave her here, but he didn't know where Lee went. Taking out his phone he sent a quick text.

To: Queen Tee
ey, can u come get bec? gotta go find someone he ran off and idk where he is plssssss ily and ill buy u olive garden or somethin

Sending the text he'd whisper a someone will get her soon, and kissed Becca's forehead before he took off to get on his bike. He saw a vague silhouette walking down the street, and guessed with a hope it was Lee. He would start his bike, and drive down to see Lee walking, he looked a little pissed. What did Link do? Did he manage to fuck this up within the little time they had been around each other? "Hey, do you need a ride or something? You're not exactly sober my friend, don't wanna get arrested for intoxication. Especially in Roseville, not the place to do that. Definitely not fun," he spoke from personal experience before stopping his bike and looking at Lee.

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xxx"now it's four in the morning
xxxi'm just trying to find myself.
xxxwhat the hell did i do?
xxxi'm the life of the party."

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Lee was a little glad to see Rebecca following him out. He always appreciated a familiar face. And as thoughts and memories of those days, back in the parties, back when he used to get so drunk he couldn't think about what was happening to him, swirled around his dazed and fuzzy head, Rebecca was a distraction, something his brain couldn't distort into something scary. At first, it seemed innocent. A hand on his, something innocent and grounding. And then she started talking about the good old days, back when Lee was unafraid to flirt and to tease, before he second guessed all of his actions. That was fine, but it put a twist of anxiety into his stomach as he remembered what he used to be.

And then she kissed him. For a moment, his brain went black. And then it went into overdrive. Without even thinking, he pushed her away. He stumbled away, his thoughts whirling and dragging him down into a pit. He couldn't do this, he couldn't. It felt just like he was back there, like every hand touching his arm, every voice asking him if he was okay was just another client, another person who didn't really care, who just wanted to know if he was up to the job. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think. He had to get out of there. He couldn't go back to that. Somebody had known that he was tied up with Neil, they had to know what he used to do.

And even as he left, he swore he could hear a voice calling his name in anger, yelling at him for running away. And then there was a bike, they were chasing him. When Link's voice called out to him, it was like a lighthouse through fog. And Lee had to bite his lip to stop himself from just breaking down into tears. He had to pretend he was okay, he couldn't let Link know he was as bad as he was.

"I- I- Link, somebody spiked my drink." The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. "And Becca drank half of it and she- she- oh god I left her there, I left her behind, what did I do?" So much for staying calm. Lee felt so goddamn pathetic, he was nearly shaking and was on the verge of tears.



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xxx"why should I play this game of pretend?
xxxremembering through a secondhand sorrow
xxxsuch a great son and wonderful friend
xxxoh, don't the tears just pour"

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Willow laughed at Tee's comments about Link. She'd never really gotten why the two of them were friends, but they seemed to be close at least. Which, even if Willow didn't like Link, was nice at least. It made her feel a little better about not staying in contact. At least she had somebody from home. Willow had moved away from everyone for good reasons.

She shrugged at the mention of her Instagram, but grinned a little bashfully. "Thanks. It's... actually kinda awesome. Getting to work with and learn from all of the other people in my class, I've learned some awesome things and met some awesome people. We've got an end of term show coming up, so things are a... little hectic at times. But they're always a lot of fun. I know you're probably pretty busy with..." God, she wasn't even entirely sure what Tee was up to these days. "You're doing an internship, right? If you can bear a weekend from Link and your job, I'd love it if you could make it down. I'd love to show you around. New York is an awesome place to paint."

She was about to suggest they go get drinks, but then something kicked off involving a bunch of the jocks and some guy that Willow didn't recognise, but that looked a little too old to be one of her peers. From what she could gather from the yelling, he'd been caught spiking someone's drinks. Willow raised an eyebrow and suddenly became glad she hadn't get gotten a chance to grab a drink. She also spotted someone lurking by themselves. She waved a little, trying to catch Tallulah's eye. She felt bad for her- only moments earlier, she'd been talking to Link, Becca and Lee... all of whom had vanished.

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xxx"all the people i know aren't who they used to be
xxxand if i try to change my life one more day
xxxthere would be nobody else to save
xxxand I can't change into a person I don't wanna be."


One second Tallulah had been standing in a group of people, chatting with Rebecca and the next thing she knew, they were all gone. Did Lincoln actually call her Tiana? She threw her arms up in frustration. Honestly, she was not having a good day.
Wow, they really don't remember who I am. Tallulah thought to herself as she watched Lincoln walk away. She sighed and started to fiddle with her necklace absentmindedly. Why did she think that everything would be like it used to be? So much had happened since then. Everything was different now.
Tallulah looked around, debating if she should just leave. Go home and watch some weird old movie that would be playing on TV. Maybe drink some tea and just forget about tonight. She should probably make sure her mum was okay too; she hadn't heard from her all night. She quickly pulled her phone from her pocket and looked at the lock screen.

xxxxMum:
xxxxHey Lu, probably best if you find somewhere else to stay tonight.
xxxxI don't think it's safe for you to come back here. I'll be fine. Sorry.


Tallulah's brow creased in worry. Of course this wasn't the first time she'd had to find somewhere else to stay because home wasn't safe, but she worried about her mum. Tallulah knew better than to reply. If her mum's phone went off with a message from her, it would end up worse for her mum. Tallulah shoved the phone back into her pocket and looked up, noticing a familiar face.
Willow?
Standing around anyone was better than standing alone, she decided, and slunk through the crowd towards Willow.
"Hey, it's been a while."

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"i'm the ghost of a girl
that i want to be most
i'm the shell of a girl
that i used to know well"



"It's not a - you know what? Never mind. I'd love to," Lateefah said with a strained smile, belatedly cutting herself off from acknowledging that her job was no longer an internship. It felt like an internship; she fetched coffee, gave ideas that were taken in as someone else's, kept out of the picture unless it looked good for the assistant she was being an assistant to, and a host of other very depressing things that Willow didn't deserve to be bombarded with. They had been doing well too. If Willow had kept talking, Lateefah could have kept up the genuine smile that had softly curved the corners of her mouth, gazing at the young woman as her countenance revealed how much good New York had been for her. Lateefah had liked that. All of her old friends deserved to have found some semblance to a happy ending away from this shitty town, but Willow especially and Lateefah was so pleased to see the clear tranquility Willow had managed to find, even if a small part of her felt the bitter sting of envy.

The sudden eruption of energy and shouts made Lateefah blink in surprise, but she didn't focus on it for too long for her phone went off and she pulled it back out to see a message from Lincoln. Snorting because Tee was pretty sure the guy Link was chasing after was probably a conquest or something, Tee sent him a quick response.

To: Legend of Zelda
make it tgi friday. use protection ;D

"I'm just gonna...go take care of something real quick," Lateefah finally said to Willow, who seemed distracted with Tallulah. Tee had never been exceptionally close to the girl, but she at least remembered her. Her friends had hung out with the other girl enough times for her not to just be a nameless face in a sea of former classmates they just so happened to graduate with. "See you later?" She left the question hanging in the air, not even sure if her friend had heard her. Lateefah had already been walking away. Disgusted with the mess that had become of the kitchen, Lateefah wrinkled her nose in displeasure before heading back in the direction she had originally seen Rebecca in.

This wasn't the first time Lateefah would have had to deal with a drunk Rebecca. There had been plenty of nights in the past where Lateefah had to remain the less drunk one for the girl's sake and she never did it grudgingly as she probably would have been ready to let loose on anyone who even thought about harming her Tigger in a vulnerable state. Eventually, she found the girl slumped in the corner, eyes closed, and Lateefah rushed over to crouch by the girl's side. "Don't do this to me," she groaned after a sigh, feeling at the girl's somewhat clammy forehead. Her friend barely even reacted to the touch, which made Tee's smooth brow furrow only slightly in consternation. Obviously, Rebecca was out, but Lateefah used her forefiner and thumb to peel open the girl's eye to see how out of it she was. "Come on, Tigger, really? I am so not in the mood to carry your cute ass outta here tonight." She would, though, if needed. That, however, that she would do grudgingly and she'd make damn sure the other girl knew it the second she was conscious and of her right mind.

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xxx"for all the light that i've shut out,
xxxfor all the innocent things i doubt.
xxxfor all the bruises i've caused and tears.
xxxfor all the things that i've done,
xxxall these years."


Without a second of hesitation, the man got off his bike. He moved over and pulled Lee close to him. Hugging him but in a more intimate way. He wrapped his hands around the other male's abdomen pulling Lee's head into his shoulder. He didn't know what else to do, he knew when he was upset about his father Tee hugged him and he felt better. So he did it upon instinct. His dark blue eyes closing as he took in the scent of the other male. His head running in a circle, but that didn't matter. It just mattered that Lee felt safe. He also had to hug him to suppress the rage that someone had spiked Lee's drink. What kind of dick does that? "It's fine, I have Tee taking care of her. I came after you because something went off in my head. She's in safe hands.." he would pause before he'd begin to speak again. "If you need to cry, I don't mind, it's healthier for you to let it out."

How hypocritical was that statement?

He was telling Lee he could cry, and let everything out. But here he was, hugging the boy who he had bullied and picked on because he liked him. Repressing every urge and whim inside him to let everything run loose. His father's abuse, something he never even let Tee know. She probably did know, but it wasn't verbally acknowledged between the two so Link could assume she was clueless. He wanted to let Lee know, he couldn't stop thinking of him. He was gorgeous, a beautiful man. Who deserved every single star in the sky. But he couldn't, his father's voice still echoed in his head. The threats, the memories of abuse, he swallowed down like a pill. He had one focus, and that was to comfort Lee.

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xxx"now it's four in the morning
xxxi'm just trying to find myself.
xxxwhat the hell did i do?
xxxi'm the life of the party."


Lee wasn't exactly sure what response he had been expected. His head was foggy and dizzy at the same time, and he couldn't really think or plan ahead. So when Link hugged him, Lee was surprised. And then he nearly burst into tears. What he would have done to be held like this after leaving all those parties. He pressed his face into Link's shoulder as the other man comforted him, reassured him that Tee was looking after Rebecca. But he'd still left her behind, she didn't deserve that, why hadn't he stayed? He shouldn't have stormed off like that, should have... talked about it. She was going to hate him now, and it was all his fault.

So when Link told him it was okay, that he wouldn't mind Lee crying, Lee broke down. He wasn't even entirely sure why. He was ashamed, he was afraid, he was so afraid of so many things. Perhaps if he was a little more sober than he was, he would have felt embarrassed about how, an hour ago, they were just awkward acquaintances at best, and now, here he was, sobbing in Link's arms. But right then, Lee wasn't capable of feeling more than one emotion at once. So he let the anxiety consume him for a brief moment, and he cried.

He didn't know how long he stayed like that for. In some ways, it felt like it wasn't long enough, and in others, it felt like an eternity. But eventually, the crying subsided, and Lee straightened up, wiping his eyes. And perhaps it was the drugs in his system that lent him some courage, but he found himself asking, "Can... can I stay with you tonight? I just... I don't want to be alone." His parents were out of the country at some big important business conference, one that was too important for them to miss. And generally Lee didn't mind being by himself but... this was an exception.