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Post by ARCHER TATE RYDER on Apr 3, 2012 14:47:24 GMT -5
[style= width: 450px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-color: #4d4d4d; color: #b9b9b9; font-family: courier; font-size: 14px;]still kicking still alive, we built this to survive [/style][style=height: 10px;] He'd had a great night, he knew that much. The details were a little foggy at the moment, he hoped that they'd clear up soon, as they always did. He was one of those people that always remembered what happened while he was drunk, some people got annoyed with that, but he thought it was quite fun at times. Being able to recall what someone did while blind drunk could be quite fun when they were ashamed of it, no matter what the level of ashamed-ness. As he lay there, not ever remotely aware of his surroundings, it started coming back to him. He'd been at a party, no surprise there, with some of his band mates. It'd been fun, they'd done some silly things, nothing that he regretted. There were some others there too, from some of the other bands, crew members and all too. And Jackie had been there, he'd liked that.
Oh shit, Jackie. Then it hit him, he realised he wasn't alone in his bunk, what had happened. And for the first time in a long time he regretted something he'd done while drunk. At first, for the first few seconds he told himself that it had been a dream or something of the like, but then he realised that he had to face the fact. He fucked his best friend and probably ruined their friendship. Not to mention the fact that she had a boyfriend, that made it even worse. He turned over a little just to make sure it was her that was there, yep it was. It didn't make his feel any better, but at least he hadn't brought some random back to the bus. He needed to think about this, so he got out of the bunk, put of the closest pair of track pants he could find and locked himself in the bus' bathroom. There was no-one else on the bus, well at least not in the bunk area and on the way to the bathroom, he thought that was a little strange.
Looking at himself in the mirror he noticed how shit he looked, his hair was a mess and he looked like he had been hit by a bus. Well, not really, but you get the idea. Sighing maybe a little too loudly, he put his face in his hands and shock his head, resisting the urge to cry a little. He'd been stupid and he wasn't too find of himself right now. How would she feel, she was asleep when he left her, but him leaving could have woken her up. He hoped not, he didn't want to face this right now, but he knew he had to. Pulling himself together, not that he was all over the place, he decided that he had to go back out there, talk to her and all that crap. She was his best friend, he couldn't treat this like any of the other girls he'd brought back. Slowly he made his way out of the bathroom and back to his bunk. [/style]
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Post by JACQUELINE SOPHIA SEVERINS on Apr 7, 2012 16:34:41 GMT -5
[newclass=test]border: 10px solid #96CDCD; width: 450px; background-color: #F0FFFF; padding: 40px 5px 40px 5px;[/newclass] [classy=test] [style=position: relative; top: 120px; right: 100px; width: 200px; background-color: #96CDCD; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 60%; text-align: center; padding: 10px 10px 10px 10px; color: #F0FFFF;]spinning out of control the world we knew won’t come back [/style] Jackie groaned slightly in her sleep as she began to slowly wake up. Someone had just rolled out of bed next to her and she just assumed it as Atticus for the time being. She shifted a bit to get more comfortable, keeping her eyes shut as she did so. She really didn’t want to wake up right now. Her head was already starting to pound and she wasn’t even close to fully awake yet. After a few moments however it seemed that she wasn’t going to be able to fall back asleep sadly. She groggily lifted her head and peeked around with one eye. Jacqueline quickly realized that this wasn’t the right bus. No, this was Archers bus. Oh shit. That revelation woke her up quickly and she sat up, a little too quickly in fact. Her head hit the bunk above with a small thump and she groaned. That definitely wasn’t going to help her growing headache. She held her head with one hand as she crawled out of the bed and pulled on her underwear and pants from last night. She could put on a shirt later but right now she just didn’t feel like wearing one, her bra would do. Jackie sat on the edge of the bed and rested her head in her hands, starting to try and remember what had happened last night. She didn’t quite remember, only bits and pieces of it. Her brain was still trying to wake up and her headache wasn’t making thinking any easier either.
So what did she remember? She had went to a kickass party last night with some other crew members. Quite a few other people had been there too, from bands and crew alike. Clearly Archer had been there as well and it had been a fun time all around. The girl slightly remembered joking around and maybe being a bit too... nice to Archy but she hadn’t meant any harm by it. She had a boyfriend for heavens sake! And she still tried to ignore her thoughts about Archer because she knew that it would ruin their friendship. She didn’t know what she’d do if that happened. But from the looks of things she’d probably be figuring that out soon. She had no idea what to do or say at the moment so she just sat with her head in her hands, only looking up when she heard Archer walking towards her. She managed to let out a small ”...hey.” That was a start right? She really just hoped that Archer wouldn’t treat her like a one night stand and tell her to get out and then never talk to her again. That would be absolute hell. She didn’t know how exactly they were supposed to handle this situation anyways though. It wasn’t supposed to happen in the first place so how would they know how to deal with it? Jackie sure didn’t. She blinked over at him and then softly patted the spot on his bunk next to her. She didn’t really know why but she figured it was probably just that she didn’t want to be alone and if he was near her then hopefully he wouldn’t run away like she was sure they both wanted too. They had to deal with this though, they couldn’t just try and sweep it under the mat, that wouldn’t work. Jacqueline sighed softly and figured she should probably ask since she couldn’t remember. ”Archie...did we actually? I mean” she held her head again. ”I dont remember.”
notes this is so crappy sorry D: tag ARCHER (hayley) words 602 [/classy]
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Post by ARCHER TATE RYDER on Apr 10, 2012 10:54:13 GMT -5
[style= width: 450px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-color: #4d4d4d; color: #b9b9b9; font-family: courier; font-size: 14px;]still kicking still alive, we built this to survive [/style][style=height: 10px;] He was ashamed and rather angry at himself. How could he let himself do such a thing? It was a friendship ruining action, he didn't want what he and Jackie had to be ruined, it was special, at least to him anyway. He only hoped that it was for her too. What happened, well, it was something that he had hoped never would, he wished that it never crossed his mind. He'd thought about it before, always pushed the thoughts aside, just like the feeling he knew he had. He couldn't really deny those feelings now, could he? Archer was confused, he wasn't sure how to react, what to do. What if she was awake when he got back out there? Did she remember, would she care? Of cause she would, she wasn't exactly single or anything. These were among other such things running through his head as he made his way, slowly, back out to the bunk area and where he was sure she still was, but hoped that she wasn't.
When he saw her he froze, awake and looking at him. She even spoke. What was he supposed to do? He wanted to run, to leave her there, treat her like some girl he'd never met before, just another one night stand. But no, he couldn't do that, it was Jackie, his best friend, the only girl that he really truly cared about. "Hey." He managed to say in return, running a hand through his hair as he stood there, awkward as hell and still not entirely sure how to react to the whole situation. He almost missed her invitation to sit on the bunk next to her from his mind being all over the place, not sure what to think. He didn't really want to, from the awkwardness of the situation, but he thought he should, after all he wanted to do all he could to make sure that it didn't ruin anything the two had. Quickly moving to sit next to her, he sighed a little, not sure what to say. Sitting next to her was a major step for him, considering he would told anyone else to leave and he'd never talk to them again. It was what his head was telling him to do, routine maybe? Or just some kind of fear he had of losing her.
She didn't remember? It was somewhat a relief to Archer, for a second. He then realised that he now had to make the decision to tell her that it did, or to simply lie to her. But then, a lie wouldn't be simple at all, he'd feel guilty for the rest of his life and hate himself more and more for it. He couldn't have that, it's probably kill him. "I - uh - yeah." He dropped his head, looking directly at the ground, an almost overwhelming urge to cry sweeping over him. He didn't like it, it was strange and foreign to him. He wanted to punch himself in the face right now, he was just that angry at himself. But at the same time he wanted to wrap himself around Jackie, no doubt she'd be upset about it, she had a boyfriend, he felt like he needed to comfort her, despite the fact that he felt like he was to blame for it all. [/style]
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Post by JACQUELINE SOPHIA SEVERINS on Apr 13, 2012 17:57:29 GMT -5
[newclass=test]border: 10px solid #96CDCD; width: 450px; background-color: #F0FFFF; padding: 40px 5px 40px 5px;[/newclass] [classy=test] [style=position: relative; top: 120px; right: 100px; width: 200px; background-color: #96CDCD; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 60%; text-align: center; padding: 10px 10px 10px 10px; color: #F0FFFF;]spinning out of control the world we knew won’t come back [/style] Jacqueline really just didn’t know what to think or do right now. For the most part she was trying her hardest to coax her head to stop screeching at her. Some pain killers would really be nice right now, but just as she realized this, Atticus walked out of the bathroom. They just awkwardly looked at each other and exchanged ‘hey’s before Jackie silently asked Archer to sit next to her on the small bed. This whole situation was just so fucked up it was ridiculous. The girl had no clue what she was supposed to do right now. She also had no clue how she felt either. She had so many emotions and thoughts running through her head that it was just a mess. She wished she could take last night back, undo all of this and have things not be complicated. Jacqueline wished she had stayed in and watched a movie with Atticus so that she would never have been drunk and so... open with Archer. Maybe then she wouldn’t be so confused about what she felt towards Archer now. He would be her best friend and nothing more, just like always. But even that wasn’t the truth. She knew that she had feelings for Archer that were more then friendship and they really weren’t anything new at this point, she was just adamant about pushing them away. Plus, now she had Atticus so even if she was okay with risking their friendship, she couldn’t ever do that to Atty.
Only, she just did. Her mouth dropped open a bit and she blinked rapidly at Archer when he confirmed her fears. ”W-w...what?” She just couldn’t believe that she had screwed up this badly. What the hell was she supposed to do about Atticus? She couldn’t keep it a secret. That just didn’t work and certainly not when it came to this tour. And even if Jackie could somehow hide this little incident, it would eat her up on the inside to know that she hadn’t been faithful and that her whole relationship with Atticus was a lie. She could just imagine how upset he was going to be when he found out. She took a deep, shuddering breath like she was about to cry and glanced over at Archer for a moment. ”You remember all of last night don’t you?” She asked in a small voice, struggling not to bust out crying. That wasn’t really what she wanted to do right now, it would only escalate the situation probably.
She just didn’t know what else to do though, her emotions were all over the place. She frowned and picked up the pillow laying next to her before hitting him with it in the chest. It wasn’t hard at all because she wasn’t trying to actually hurt him but it wasn’t just a tap either. ”Fuck you Archer! Why didn’t you try and stop me?” She asked with annoyance. He would probably think she was some crazy bitch for switching emotions so quickly but she just didn’t know what to do. Honestly all her anger was gone after just the one hit and now she felt like sobbing again. She took another shaky breath and shoved both her hands into her hair. notes I can’t decide if I like this post or not, but hopefully you do.tag ARCHER (hayley) words 550 [/classy]
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Post by ARCHER TATE RYDER on Apr 20, 2012 9:22:09 GMT -5
[style= width: 450px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-color: #4d4d4d; color: #b9b9b9; font-family: courier; font-size: 14px;]still kicking still alive, we built this to survive [/style][style=height: 10px;] He knew she was going to be upset, who could blame her, she had just cheated and with her best friend. He knew she wouldn't take it well and despite the fact that he had almost lied to her about it, he knew he wouldn't have actually been able to, eventually he would have had to tell her, he couldn't lie to her forever. He figured that it would be easier, on both of them, if he told her right away, as he did. He still felt terrible about it, he was thinking that he had just ruined two of her most important relationships. It was something that he'd have to live with for the rest of his life. The guilt was overwhelming, he seriously blamed himself for everything that had happened the night before, after all he was the one who was the responsible drunk, the one who never did anything he regretted while under the influence. Not any more.
"Of cause." The reply came out a snappy, a little like the answer was obvious and he wanted her to know that. But he didn't mean it and as soon as it came out he was silent because he heard the tone and didn't want to make anything worse, though he didn't things could get worse. He glanced over to her, she looked like she was about to burst into tears, something like how he felt. He wondered how long it would take for the whole tour to find out about this, gossips did travel well in the place after all. He had been lucky and nothing about him had gotten around, but he wasn't sure that this could be kept in, well he was fairly sure that it would get out, these sort of things always did, right? The only thing that is impossible to keep secret in a place like this. Archer didn't want this to get out, not for his sake, but for Jackie's. It was going to destroy her relationship with Atticus, she'd probably hate him forever now. He didn't want that, but now he was somewhat prepared for it.
He was a little shocked when the pillow collided with his chest and he instantly brought his hands up to protect himself from a second hit, but it didn't come. "What the hell Jackie!" He exclaimed. "Why didn't I try to stop you? Why did you have to be..." He trailed off when he realised that he wasn't really helping with the whole situation. "Jackie.." He said quietly. "I'm sorry, I - I don't know what came over me, I - I - uh - I don't know, I'm sorry." Only he did know what came over him, he knew exactly what had happened to him. He had wanted it, he'd wanted it for a long time now, and he couldn't stop himself this time, or maybe he didn't want to, he wasn't entirely sure. Either way he had fucked up something severe and there was no forgetting it and just simply letting it pass, nope he was screwed this time. [/style]
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Post by JACQUELINE SOPHIA SEVERINS on May 26, 2012 12:11:31 GMT -5
[newclass=test]border: 10px solid #96CDCD; width: 450px; background-color: #F0FFFF; padding: 40px 5px 40px 5px;[/newclass] [classy=test] [style=position: relative; top: 120px; right: 100px; width: 200px; background-color: #96CDCD; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 60%; text-align: center; padding: 10px 10px 10px 10px; color: #F0FFFF;]spinning out of control the world we knew won’t come back [/style] Jacqueline ran her fingers through her short dark hair. They didn’t move through it smoothly at all thanks to the thickness and the fact that it was rather knotted as well. She started to imagine what must have happened last night but then sharply stopped herself. Her first thought was disgust, how could she have been such a bitch to Atticus? He didn’t deserve that at all. She hated to imagine what his reaction was going to be like when he found out. She had to tell him though, it would be a thousand times worse if he had to find out thanks to someone else or one of those nasty blogs. No, that would just be far too bitchy and Jackie really didn’t want to hurt Atticus. If there was some way she could rewind time and fix this she would. She didn’t have bad intentions and Atticus hadn’t done anything terrible to deserve it. Jackie had only really been aware of what she had done for a few minutes now and even so guilt was quickly devouring her. There was no way she could pretend nothing had happened and try to trick him like that. No she would have to face and face her screw up, starting right now. She pulled her hands away from her hair, letting them still hover by her face however. Archer’s snappy reply of ’of course.’ wasn’t exactly what she wanted to hear. She would rather them both hardly remember a thing and maybe be able to play off that there was a possibility that nothing had seriously happened. But if he remembered then that wouldn’t work and Jackie knew that archer would lie about something like that. Even despite the fact that they were friends and she really did trust him, what reason would he have to lie about that? Just so that he could single handedly ruin two of her best relationships? Hell no, that would be ridiculous so she didn’t doubt his words. Of course he remembered.
His snappy tone however caused her to pull her eyebrows together and look even more upset with him. He had obviously heard how that had sounded though because he was quiet after that. Jackie really didn’t know what to say until she got the urge to hit him with that pillow. She knew that yelling and swearing were just going to escalate things but she just didn't know what to do right now. Her emotions were running too high for clear thought. At his equally angry reply she began to glare at him and parted her lips to snap back at him. But before she could say anything he trailed off and changed his tone and the anger quickly drained out of her face as well. She blinked a few times, surprised by his words before slowly, cautiously reaching out to rest a reassuring hand on his shoulder. ”Archie no... it - it was my fault. I’m[/] sorry.I shouldn’t have.... drank so much or something. I.... sorry.” Her eyes flicked away from and back to his face as she talked. She couldn’t handle this. She knew that it wasn’t just the alcohol last night, sure it helped her rational mind take the night off but it wasn’t purely a mistake. She had thought about Archer like that before but just never acted on it out of the fear of ruining what they had. Well, now she’d done it. Gone and fucked everything up.
Jacqueline could feel the pricking sensation in the back of her eyes as her tears kept building up but she tried her hardest to hold them back as she looked at him. She really only wanted two things right now. A hug and for everything to be okay. She knew one was impossible though and the other... she didn’t think she should risk it. Who knows what his reaction might be at the moment. Her hand on his shoulder though was a subconscious hint and she hoped that maybe he’d notice and just wrap her up in his arms. Jackie knew she shouldn’t be thinking like that but she just really needed someone right now. Being alone and upset was not something high up on Jackie’s wishlist.
notes I know this is SUPER late and Im so so so sorry. I really do like this post though so hopefully it will make up for lateness even a tiny little bit.tag ARCHER (hayley) words 717 [/classy]
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