3. offer them a ride home.

It's the middle of Autumn; the leaves that are left on trees are golden, red, and , but most are on the ground, crunchy and available to be stepped on. It's windy in the large city of Crestbury, and the air smells like the ocean from the large beach on the south side. Needless to say, it's cold. Very cold. It hasn't rained yet, but it's getting darker- the first storm is coming.

❥

Zailynne walks down the torn up sidewalk, slowing occasionally to move her dark hair out of her face. Pulling her knitted jacket together more with one hand and pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose with the other, she glances up and across the road at the top of the tall apartments. Seeing a large corgi in one of the top windows, she smiles softly and waves, then turns her gaze back to the walkway in front of her.

'Yeah?' she answers her phone, glancing up and down the street before she quickly walks across the street. It's Reylyt, probably calling to ask her to do something for him.

'Yeah, Zai baby. Would you mind stopping by my house to feed Mer for me? I'm going out with Zeph tonight, and I'd hate for him to not get his dindins.' Reylyt's voice turns from distracted to mush as his kitten crosses his mind.

'Oh, yeah. I will, don't worry. I'm going to the library now, but I'll go over to feed him before I head home.' she rolls her eyes slightly, wondering just what her friend was up to.

'Alright, thank you!' he laughs slightly, and clicks the phone off. Zailynne exhales through her nose in amusement and slips her phone into her back pocket.

•

Zailynne walks out of the library and quickly shoves her books into her jacket, trying to shield it from the rain that must have arrived while she was in the back. As she starts to walk to the grass, she pauses and turns around, hearing someone whistle.

'Hey, get in! It's wet!' Ceaghan beams at her. He's sitting in the driver's seat of an old, rusty, beat up pickup truck stopped in the parking lot. Zailynne exhales through her nose and rolls her eyes, trying to contain a small smile that pulls at her lips.

'Really? I hadn't noticed!' she calls back, shaking her head. Glancing at the road, then back at the truck she grips her book tighter under her jacket. Sighing slightly, she runs to the truck and quickly scrambles in. She rolls up the window, places her book on the dashboard then buckles herself into the seat.

'Well, Ms. Shy, I can't say I'm not too surprised to see you here.' Ceaghan smiles, pulling out of the parking lot. 'Right way, right?'

'Uhh,' Zailynne pauses. 'yeah, it is. I have to go to Reylyt's house.'

'And what was that, about not being the boyfriend?' Ceaghan jokes and keeps his eyes on the road, his smile fading a tiny bit, but barely enough to notice.

'He's not,' Zailynne sighs. 'I have to stop by his house to feed his cat. He called and told me he wouldn't be back home tonight until way late. So I said I'd feed him- and I didn't think it would rain or I would have postponed my visit to the library.'

'Oh, poor thing. I have an axolotl at home that my little brother and I take care of.' Ceaghan shares, and laughs when Zailynne wrinkles her nose. 'What? Don't like sea creatures?'

'No, actually, I don't. I don't like water much, at all. Let alone the creatures that inhabit it.' she states, wrinkling her nose even more. Her hand finds his forearms and touches it. 'Oh, this way.'

•

'You're going to follow me in?' Zailynne turns her head to her companion as he gets out of the truck right after her. He nods and she sighs, taking her keys out of the pocket of her jacket. After opening the door, she walks in quickly and heads for the kitchen, taking a golden drink out of the fridge. 'Merlin!' she calls, and almost instantly a cat meows from the other room. Soft padding is heard on the hallway floor, and a beautiful young black and white cat jumps onto the counter. 'Mer, baby, get down.'

'Your friend has a nice house,' Ceaghan remarks and glances to Zailynne's newly uncovered wrist, finding the word 'infinite' tattooed there.

'Yeah, he does.' she glances around the kitchen and runs her hand down Merlin's back and around his tail. The cat raises it's bottom as he eats when she repeats the gesture. 'He's never home though; it's a shame. You can, uh, leave, if you'd like. I can wait out the rain here and walk home.' she glances at him though her glasses.

'No, I'd like to give you a ride home. There's no reason to make you walk. How far away do you live?'

'Not too far.'

'Really now.'

'Really. Do you think I'm lying to you?'

'Accttually,' he smiles and leans against a counter, stretching the word out. 'yes, Ms. Shy, I do think you're lying to me.' Zailynne squats on the floor to take Merlin from his food and gives him a kiss. After releasing him, he walks back to him food. Glancing at him through the corner of her eye, Zailynne walks towards the front door.

'You coming?'

•

'Hah! You said you lived nearby. Why didn't you let me give you a ride home when you left the coffee shop?' Ceaghan glances over to the quite woman, and laughs lightly, seeing her shrug. 'Hey,' he lowers his voice. She glances over to him and raises an eyebrow. 'Will you ease up, please? I'd honestly like to be your friend.'

'You can be.'

'Then why don't you smile?'

'Because; I need a reason to. I've smiled before, you've seen me.'

'I've told you, and you've heard me. You need to smile more.' he stresses.

'I don't see why. I'm happy now. Smiling doesn't mean you're happy.'

'It's an indicator, though.' he smiles as he notices Zailynne cross her legs and turn away from him. 'And you're very pretty, smiling or not. Which way?'

'Left,' she sighs lightly, seeing her large apartment building come into view.

'In there?'

'Alll the way up there.' she points with her head towards the top as the truck pulls to a stop.

'I'll walk you up.'

'What if I don't want you to know where I live?' she glances at Ceaghan, raising an eyebrow. He tilts his head to the side and forward a bit, his sandy blonde hair almost covering an eye, and gives her a blank stare. 'What?' she asks, smiling a tiny bit.

'Awe, look at that smile,' Ceaghan says softly, smiling back. Zailynne rolls her eyes and opens her door, grabbing her book and running to the covered sidewalk.

•

'Uhm, so, this is my apartment.' Zailynne nods to herself and takes off her jacket and throws it on a chair. Ceaghan nods and pushes out his bottom lip, looking down at the barking corgi in front of him. 'This thing yours?' he laughs and smiles.

'Yes, that thing is mine, thank you. It's name is Hermes.' Zailynne gives her guest a harsh glance. 'Come here, Hermy,' she coos. The short dog stops barking and turns around, running to his owner. She pets his head and rubs his jaw, then motions for Ceaghan.

'I'd really rather not. Contrary to popular belief, I don't like getting bit.'

'Oh, if Herm wanted to bite you you'd be bit by now. Just come here,' she squats down, and takes Ceaghan's hand that he holds out to her. She holds his hand with one of hers letting the other hold Hermes' jaw. 'Herm, butt, he's not going to hurt you, I promise,'

'Right. You can only hurt me, and please don't do that,' he laughs quietly at himself.

'You're full of jokes,' she comments and moves his hand, that's so much larger than hers, over her dog's head and around his jaw, then moves her hand away and sits against the wall. Ceaghan smiles and coos to the dog a little, rubbing along his jaws and the top of his head.

'You know, corgi's aren't so bad,' he laughs, standing up. 'I better be going, though. I told my brother we'd let Spike out if it was wet outside.'

'Spike?' Zailynne repeats.

'Yeahh, Spike. The axolotl; our pet,' he smiles. Zailynne makes a sound and he laughs at her. She sticks her tongue out at him, and Hermes barks once and pants, pawing at Ceaghan's leg. 'Hey, Hermes, I'll talk to you latter, bud.' he smiles more and rubs his head once again, turning to Zailynne. 'I really think you should see him, though. He's pretty cute, and really nice to people.'

'Uhhuhh, yeah. I'll stay away from water and the animals in it for now, thanks though, Ceaghan.' she wrinkles her nose again. Ceaghan turns around, going towards the door. With his hand on the knob, he looks back.

'I'll see you around, right?'

'Yeah, of course.'

'Hey babes, how are you today?' Reylyt smiles as he sits down across from Zailynne and slides her a cup across the table and keeps a coffee for himself.

'Hey, Rey; thanks. I'm doing alright,' she takes her drink and sips at it, then slips her bookmark in her book and sets it down.

'So, I heard from Larenna that some guy was here, talking to you. Tell me what's up,' he grins and leans his elbows on the table, setting his chin on his hands that are clasped together.

'That's surprising,' Zaiynne rolls her eyes and continues. 'His name is Ceaghan. he's very.. Odd.'

'Odd. How so?' Reylyt motion for her to continue.

'After you left,' she pauses to sip her drink. 'he came back here and told me I should smil-' Reylyt cuts her off.

'You should!' he exclaims. 'I think I like this guy already.'

'Well, that's good, because I probably won't see him again.' she gives him a look. 'If you'd like me to not tell you about it, then just tell me.'

'No! Continue, please. Sorry for interrupting,' he smiles and leans towards her more.

'Okay, well, he told me I should smile. Smile more. And he sat down and had a coffee or something and..' she pauses. 'Stared at me pretty much, stood up, paid for both of our drinks, then left.' Reylyt grins.

'Awe, how cute,' he remarks, his grin growing. Zailynne just rolls her eyes and consumes some of her drink, keeping her eyes on her book the entire time.

•

'Why're you so quiett?' Reylyt complains loudly, pulling a face. 'Baby, talk to me. Are you thinking about him?'

'Who?' Zaiynne looks at him, raising her eyebrows at her friend. Reylyt rolls his eyes as it if were very simple.

'The guy, of course!' he sighs, waving his hands and arms around.

'Rey, you're dramatic. I would say you're embarassing, but I'm sure everyone here is used to you.' She rolls her eyes and he shoots her back a toothy grin. 'But really, no, he wasn't on my mind. Why is it that you seem to be thinking about this whole thing more than me?'

'Because if you don't want him, I do.' he jokes. 'Andd he's a guy whose nice to you. As your brother, I can't help but to like him. But I have to go work. I'm coming over tonight for movies.'

'Alright. I'm going to walk home in a little, maybe stop at the park. Just, call me or something before you come over.' Zaiynne sips at her drink, raising her eyebrows at him over his cup.

'Alright, alright, I will. Promise. Tell me if you see him.' Reylyt winks at her and turns around, walking away with his cup.

•

The front door bell, and Zailynne glances up quickly, then furrows her eyebrows. Ceaghan smiles as he walks to her in the back. 'Why are you here?'

'Oh, so I'm not allowed to be?' his smile grows. Zailynne rolls her eyes and sighs.

'Yes, you are, but why did you come back?' she asks. 'Anyway, I'm about to leave. Goodbye, Ceaghan.'

'Noo,' he stretches the word out. 'sit here with me for a bit? I'd like to talk to you.' Zailynne raises her eyebrow at him and he smiles softly. 'Don't worry, I won't keep you long.'

'What did you need?' Zailynne asks, leaning back against her seat and sets her book in front of her on the table.

'Well, don't make it sound like I'm keeping you here hostage,' he jokes and slides Zaiynne's book to him and read the inside cover quickly. 'but I was stopping in town again, and I thought I'd see if you were here-'

'Ooh, hello sir!' Reylyt smiles from behind him. Ceaghan turns around to greet him, and Zailynne slaps her hand to her forehead before he turns back around. Reylyt chuckles at her, and Ceaghan turns around to see her glaring at Reylyt.

'You okay, Shy?' he asks, and she nods quickly.

'My name's Reylyt; is there anything you need?' Reylyt smiles at him slightly, nodding his head. 'You want more, Zai?'

'Uh, no, I'm fine, Rey.' Zailynne picks her book up and starts reading, absentmindedly tugging at a strand of her hair a bit.

'I'll just have a coffee, thank you.. Reylyt.' He leaves after gazing at the woman for a moment and Ceaghan turns to Zailynne. 'Is that your boyfriend?'

'What, Reylyt? No, he's not. He's a brother to me,' she scoffs softly and rolls her eyes.

'Is there one around, though?' he questions then grins, showing his white teeth that contrast with his tanned skin. 'Well, not that I'm hitting on you already, but. You are very pretty; I can't imagine you not being taken by some handsome knight in shining armor.' Zailynne smiles softly and her eyes stop moving along with the lines in her book and tugs at a lock of her hair a bit more.

'Why does it matter, Ceaghan? Do you plan on filling that position?' she raises her eyebrows, the corners of her lips still pulled up a little.

'No, not really. And look at that,' he lowers his voice, and turns to thank Reylyt as he sits a coffee down in front of him, then sets another hazelnut mocha in front of Zailynne and takes her previous mug.

'Rey-'

'I got it, babe.' he smiles and walks away.

'Awe,' he fakes a frown. 'it's gone.' The corner of Zailynne's lips raise a tiny bit.

'What?' she asks.

'There, there it is!' his grin returns. 'A beautiful smile.' The woman moves a hand over her mouth slightly, her smile growing slowly. 'Oh, noo,' his grin grows, reaching over and pulls her hand away from her face gently. He pushes her hand down to the table slowly, and she takes a sip of her mocha slowly, letting her hands warm up a bit.

'I don't see how they can be beautiful,' Zailynne looks up to the front of the room, and out of the window. A storm is coming slowly over the town, and it's getting darker; very dark, for the time. 'and I need to leave soon, Ceaghan. You know, you did say you wouldn't keep me long.' she reminds him, and he sighs a little.

'You're right, and I have to keep my word. Do you need aride home?' he asks, pushing his half empty cup farther onto the table.

'Uh, no, I don't. I live right by here,' she fibs. 'thank you though.'

'Are you sure?' she nods. 'Alright then, I'll see you around?' he leaves it as a question.

'Yeah, you will.' she glances at him and quickly dogears her page, and stands up. 'So, I'll see you around. Bye, Ceaghan.'

'Goodbye, Zailynne.'

smile at them.

there's a young woman, sitting alone in the back of a small coffee shop. book in hand, she doesn't even bother glancing up when people walk by her and pause occasionally or when a bell chimes, signaling someone entering the business.

a short, apron clad man clutching a pad to take orders on walks to to her table and stops. he taps softly on the table, and the woman rests a hand on her book, her index finger marking a sentence.

'still no friends with you?' the man smile softly.

'no, rey, no friends with me. i'm sure it's surprising.' she shakes her head a bit.

'and no new book yet. how many times have you read that thing? actually, no, i don't want to know,' he rolls his eyes and grins. 'but anyway, ms. zai, are you going to have your usual?'

'of course, rey. honestly, have i ever had anything else?' she asks, gaze returning to her her book.

'you're very right. i'll be back with it in a couple minutes,' he smiles, looking down zai, who is absorbed in her book once again.

'oh,' she looks up at the back of the man's head. rey turns to face her but keeps walking, backwords now. 'by the way, twenty-seven.'

•

'zailynne!' comes a male's voice from behind the employee's door of the cafe, the door nearest to zailynne. she places a finger on a word again and looks up to the door expectantly. rey emerges from the door while slipping on his jacket. he sits down and scoots closer to the long haired brunette. she glances at his suspiciously then goes back to her book.

he stares at her face the entire time, then quickly grabs her hazelnut mocha and stands up and backs up a couple feet. 'ugh, reylyt, get your lips off my drink!' she glares at her friend as he smiles brightly then sits the drink back on the table and slides it over to her.

'well, would you rather them be on you?' he laughs and winks. 'but really babes, i need to get going. i'll talk to you later.'

•

a shadow falls over zai and after a moment she glances up. seeing someone stopped and looking at her, she glances down at her book and marks her place then looks back up.

'is there something you need?' she looks him over quickly and raises an eyebrow.

'hm, no, not really. just wanted to know if i could join you. you looked lonely back here all by yourself, reading,' he pauses to peek at her book and sees a dark pair of shimmering wings gracing the cover. 'and not even smiling. you know, you should smile more,' he nods as if assuring himself.

zailynne raises her eyebrow a bit more and goes back to reading her book. 'why?' she questions.

'because i think it'd be pretty,' he smirks a little and invites himself to sit down across from her.

'and that doesn't make you seem like a player at all,' she scoffs, her eyes still trained on her book. his smirk grows.

'hey, i'm just sayin',' he chuckles and raises his hands in defeat. 'but really i think you should smile.'

'alright.' she says simply and ignores him as he orders his drink and stares at her.

'what the hell is with staring at me today? really, is there something you want?' she says, her tone showing a little bit of irritation, but her expression stays calm for the most part. she saves her place in the book and stares back at him.

'i told you, i want you to smile,' he starts and looks at her with a slightly confused expression. 'is that so impossible?'

'no, it's not,' she gives him an odd look. 'i can smile, and will. i just need a reason to smile.'

'welll,' he stretches the word out, 'i'll make you smile. just wait.'

'uhm, alright,' she glances down to her book and he stands up and puts some money on the table for his drink. 'zai, by the way.'

'shy?' he questions, his eyebrows coming together slightly.

'zailynne, my name.' she clarifies, looking up at him.

'there should be enough there for yours, too. by the way, my name's ceaghan.' he smiles broadly at her and leaves quickly before she can protest her drink being paid for.

why the fuck would you use a username like 'rapemeplz' or 'rapeme4fun'?
fucking seriously.
if you are THAT fucking dense, maybe you should be raped.
and i'm not one to wish bad things on people.

and get your fucking nipples out of your gallery; it's vf, not a porn site.
i can google tits if i wanted to see some or look at my own.







people disgust me.

the ties've been cut for a little now,
and they're healing alright.
i'm still something i hate, but
that was never your fault too much.

i've found something else to wish for,
and to be quite honest with you while it's
not something i wish would come true more
than the ones about you it's not too bad of a rival.

i'm looking forward to this summer; amusement parks,
staying up for days on end, and even more self destruction
than the one before.

i guess all my thoughts and worries and insecurities about you
in general were more right than i thought they could be. dead on;
surprising, i've never had a good aim unless the target was something bad.

i'm a pussy. proof.

what i'm afraid of;
bugs.
spidercrickets.
spiders.
crickets.
ladybugs, kinda.
WORMS.
slender man.
things on me / any random feeling i get on my body that's not my skin (blanket, people, ants, air, everything.)
those are just irrational ones. (and there're probably more i didn't think of.)


compliments.
feeling good about myself.
rejection.
heights. except on rollercoasters.
falling. example, if i'm in a taaall walkway thing, with rails that i can't fit through on both sides of me the entire way, i'm still terrified i'm going to fall.
throwing up.
pain.
being lied to.
people touching me. (i can hug people and be fine, i just freak out when people hug me without being like 'awee, i'm going to give you a hug.<3' and then give me time to realize what's happening.)
strangers.
not being on land.
drowning.
being yelled at.



and more.
woo. :l

i posted this on subeta, and i felt like putting it here, too.



i honestly don't think a guy could ever like me, for me. the shit i do and my faults are so many and some are so bad, i don't think a guy could put up with them just to have me. especially when there are plenty of other girls who go through way less than me, complain less, are less negative, and are nicer and care more and look better (or just not horrible). ones that aren't a complete fucking bomb and have been that way since they were ten.

maybe for a friend, but not a boyfriend. and definitely not a fiance or husband.
and i'm afraid i can't change what's wrong with me.

i didn't think it'd end this way.


-do me a favour?

-?

-it might seem odd,
but;
say goodbye to me?

-... Goodbye?

-yeah.
you'll know why eventually.
goodbye.

/went on invisible