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🎵☕️ I'm doing "Sleepy- Evasive"
🎵☕️ I'm wondering "Lumiere"
🎵☕️ Im carrying "About two grand and various supplies"
🎵☕️ I'm with "Tyrese/ Lillian."
🎵☕️ I'm wearing "Nurse 4 a Day"

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Hakem was slightly amused by this, the whole crazy ex thing going on here. Because, yeah, he was getting a stalker, crazy lady vibe from the fact Ty didn't want Lillian here and she was screwing him over. He chuckled as his ceramic cup rested against his lips. Well, Ty had be super into it back in high school, hadn't he. So, if Victoria was coming for a shift of keeping an eye on Ty, then she could deal with the blonde. Or Aubrey could- which he should have mentioned as Lillian showed herself upstairs. Or he could tell himself he wasn't obliged to warn someone who wasn't invited inside, which was exactly what he did as he checked the time and went to grab his keys. It was Aubrey's turn now, he had errands to run for his nephew which included getting his phone fixed and picking up his car from the B&B. Besides, he wasn't sticking around in case of a cat fight. "I'll be back, Aubrey's here to watch you for me while I get some things taken care of. She can cook for you, if it's her you don't have to worry about the two other people who can poison you." He informed with a wink to the younger wolf. Tyrese was too busy having his fit to reply, which was fine by Hakem as he spun his keys on his finger and made his way out the door.

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Tyrese threw all three of his pill bottles and his glass of water on the floor in attempts of getting the attention of the blonde, the glass cup shattered and his pill bottle spilled out its contents on his hardwood floor as he raised his voice to reach the stairwell. "Lillian- Lillian! Get your a** back here!" He yelled after the shadow had already passed into another presence. Going unheard and ignored, he crossed his arm over the other and folded along his chest to pinch the bridge of his nose. Seriously?! She was going to do this now of all times?! The wolf locked his jaw and closed his eyes, hearing the front door shut as his uncle made himself scarce. b*****d.

Now alone again with his own thoughts, he threw the only other pillow on the bed somewhere into obscurity and used the couch to prop him up. It was infuriating when she did this, she knew he couldn't put her out. The wolf was so engulfed in himself he didn't noticed Aubrey at first. It wasn't until she was directly at his side that his smoldering gaze landed on her face. "Yeah..." He grumbled, rubbing his hand down his face.he paused before looking her over again, his head nodding to take her in from head to toe. "Hey, Aubrey, did you just get here?." That wasn't a good thing if Lillian was here, he couldn't be breaking up any fights. Then again, Lillian came back looking like utter hell too, hopefully he wouldn't be doing any fighting either.




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Lillian became visible from behind the crouched Aubrey, getting Tyrese's attention as she stepped forward and spoke. It earned his hardened gaze finding her face, his lips making no attempt to move as she went on to make sure to hush the brunet before she could even speak. That was assuming Aubrey would, before Lillian said what she did. Aubrey hadn't been the devil on his shoulder telling Tyrese to leave the blonde this whole time. Although he wasn't blind to the resentment, he couldn't argue with it given what happened. Like he told Lillian already, she couldn't expect the wind to blow these things over for her. Ty waited a good few minutes after Lillian spoke, his gaze drifting to several other places in the room, including both women's faces, before his ear lowered itself towards his shoulder when he cocked his head. "It's Tyrese, by the way. Not Ty. And Lillian, I think that was a little unnecessary of you. She's only here to help,” He said as his eyes fell to his lap, almost looking as if they had closed. “I mean, I didn’t have to even ask for her help, she just offered." He shrugged. Was he defending Aubrey? Yes, but the other half of it was wanting to spite the blonde with her own words. This was a family emergency, wasn't it? Aubrey was here to help him, Lillian could manage some forced generosity for that reason.

His eyes were burning when he saw the notebook from behind her back, the blue of his eyes appearing almost black with clouded anger. "I can tell you now, whatever you read in there doesn't give us something new to talk about." He'd scribbled that yesterday and finished it just this morning, the fact that she not only invited herself in but helped herself to his things was just pissing him off all the more. Not to mention her passive aggressive tone in absolutely everything. "At least Aubrey is welcome in my home." The wolf became silent again, looking down at his hospital gown before signing. "Hey Aubrey, can you give us a second? Hakem burned the s**t out of lunch and I'm about ready to get cleaned up. Id appreciate if I had your help with those things." He asked, looking over to the one other person in the room. She probably wasn't convinced he could be left alone with Lillian at all, but rather than meddling she'd been supporting him this whole time. She was going to back off if he asked her to.




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“Before you start ripping into me, just listen a second,” she began as she slowly crouched down beside him, setting his notebook on the air mattress for him. Only a few seconds in the position and she couldn’t handle it, having to just sit on the floor instead. Licking her lips slowly, she ran her hand along her jaw as she let her gaze drift away from him and out into his backyard. Thinking on how he suddenly wanted her to call him Tyrese instead of the name he let everyone else, including strangers, call him, she felt that empty, apathetic hole drilling into her chest again. The one where she felt no urge to gush and cry, but felt utterly numb inside and just let her words come out uncensored. “No one had to ask me to come over and check on you, or want to help you. In fact, I’m sure no one would have told me at all,” Lillian looked back over to him with a neutral expression, slowly lacing her fingers together in her lap. “What about Sela? Would I have had to wait until she was told and hear it from a three year old that the- you were severely injured? I slept outside your house waiting for you, took time off work for you. I dropped everything so I could help you recover and make sure you were still in one piece.” Lillian paused as she licked her lips again, dropping her head and running a hand through her long hair. She really needed to cut it all off. Snatching the book from where she placed it, she flipped open the pages to the fantasy he wrote of them. The knuckles of her right hand turned white as she grabbed it tightly and pointed to the words that were made visible from all his frantic scribbling out of some of it. “This part of you, that seems so keen on saying he still loves me is a load of bullshit! No man who says they love someone would heartlessly say or do the things you’ve done to me. You don’t love me anymore and I’m making peace with that. But you can’t-” she violently flipped a few pages and shoved the notebook back into his face where her single tear stained the page where it was her end of the fantasy conversation. “You can’t think I would say things like this without believing them to be true in some way. ‘I would fight for you, for our family, until my very last breath. I’ve screwed up, but you’re the only one that has ever made me want to work so hard for something. You. There is no doubt in my mind that you’re indeed my soul mate; I’ve thought so from the very beginning of our relationship.’ ” With a small sigh of frustration, she closed the book and pushed it into his chest for him to take back. Looking away from him with a shake of her head, she finally hoisted herself up from the floor, her back to him before slowly turning back to him and looking down at his position leaning against the couch.

“By the way, I wanna talk about your friend for a minute; Tyrese,” she said emphasizing his insistence on her using his full name. “What does any of our situation have to do with her? It’s great that she’s so willing to help you out in your time of need and all, but the things I’m sure she says about me and the looks she gives me are entirely uncalled for. You want me to be civil to her, tell her the same damn thing. She has no right to be butting into our business like it’s hers and I certainly don’t appreciate you enabling her!” Lillian placed one hand on her hip while the other pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed heavily. Dropping her hand, she slowly lulled her head back to look up at the ceiling as she shifted her weight to one leg. “I...I’ve been thinking about this a lot recently…” she trailed off, another sigh leaving her lips as she brought her gaze back down to him and sat back down on the floor. A deep, forlorn look came to her garnet eyes as she stared down at the sheets on the air mattress, almost zoning out. “I think it would make everyone happy if I just gave up my paternal rights and leave, for good. Everyone thinks I’m a terrible mother anyways.” Her hand once again combed through her slightly curled hair as she looked away and into some random direction, her gaze still detached from what was in front of it. “That fantasy woman in your writing, I’m not her. That’s a child’s dream of who we were. Yes, I’ve made mistakes, and they are mistakes even though I made the choice to do them, but I’m still condemned for them no matter how many times I try to make up for them. I might as well walk around with a scarlet letter embroidered on my clothes. I’m not that woman you think I am anymore; quite literally actually. I’m a whole different person from back then. I mean, I’m only twenty-one, but not only did I have to skip the last of my teen years, I was turned into a full blooded demon in that time. I’m evil- Well, more like chaotic neutral, but still. I still, occasionally, have the urge to be wild and crazy, but I stay at home and take care of my daughter. I go to work and come home. I grocery shop and cook meals. I get myself dressed, then a three year old, and then put her and myself to bed. I comfort her at night when she has nightmares. I comfort her when she’s sad about something. I had to give everything up while everyone else has been enjoying their teens and getting all those crazy experiences out of their systems. But now that I’ve done some of them, I’m fairly sure I’m done…” Lillian’s words trailed off as she gave a halfhearted laugh as though any of her words didn’t matter to him. They never did anymore. What was the point then?

“But,” she groaned in pain as she pushed herself back to her feet. “Since I’m not welcome here, I’ll get my stuff and go. I’ll work on getting the papers for giving up my rights, so you can have Sela all to yourself and no longer have to worry about me screwing up your child.” Walking towards the stairs, she stopped as she placed one foot on the first step and her hand on the railing. “And by the way, Tyrese, nobody would ever have to ask me to be by your side. If you needed help, or just support, I’d be there for you no matter what. In a heartbeat. You wanna know why? Because you’re the only one that has ever made me work so hard for something.” Her shoulders dropped a little as her head tilted a little as she looked up the stairwell before beginning her climb up to the third floor for her things. She couldn't argue with the fact that he had, kind of, said she wasn't welcome in his home anymore. So, she'd leave.

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Tyrese didn't have much a choice but to sit and wait for the blonde to take a seat, but he did so patiently until she had every chance to get settled in. He was nibbling his lip, feeling a thin line of liquid run down his side and bleed onto the the air mattress under him. It was easy enough to ignore the pain as he tried to organize his thoughts, because had she obeyed when he told her to leave in the first place then there wouldn't be a discussion now, however, since she decided she wanted to listen after the fact, it was now too late to put everything on him and try to walk away. Finally he sighed and rolled his neck on his shoulders, lifting his good arm to pick at the dried blood that glued his hair to his neck. "Okay, so, being angry with you doesn't seem to work. You put up that wall of yours so you don't have to be hurt over and over again by what I'm saying. I mean, that expression you're wearing says it all. You only get passive aggressive and take everything as an insult, or you do what you want to do anyway and ignore me." His hand stilled before falling into his lap with a dull thump. He felt tired, but at the same time he could feel his medication wearing off. The pills and the water were spilled on the floor not far from the stair case. He hung his head down and thinned his lips into a line. "Having a heart to heart didn't work with you either; the moment you started hearing an answer you didn't like, you threw away everything else I had said and ran to that p***k like a dejected puppy." He paused, knowing what reaction to expect already; he didn't even look at her face to see if he was right. She was going to do the predictable thing. "I shouldn't even bother repeating myself again, because I know what the answer will be. But if I have to sit here and pat you on the back so you don't feel so bad about yourself? I will. If- When you take half this conversation and walk away again, then I'm going to let you. I won't say a word when you drop Sela off and omit yourself out of the life of your own child."

Sitting up was painful, aching now that his pillows were gone, but the wolf was too stubborn to find a more comfortable position. He leaned off the couch instead, trying to stay still rather than squirm. "Yes, a man can say he loves you in written form and turn around and treat you so coldly. He can do it when he's had enough. Lillian, the fact that, until three days ago I was willing to forgive you and try again after everything you put me through proves that we're soul mates. I was willing to fight for you. The fact that I no longer can proves that I'm human, with a breaking point. I was completely exposed to you when you came back. I sat here and told you I wanted to try again. The difference was that I said we needed time, a break to get ourselves right. And for some reason that was justification enough to you to go and see Jason. Lillian, for Christ's sake, why the hell do you think I would be willing to give you another chance when I found you with the man that-" He motioned to the notebook where it sat beside him. "Why do I want to see the face of the man who defiled my sanctity? There was, and never could be, a grey area where Jason could be your friend and I your lover. You're an idiot if you think taking a break meant seeing him again and that would be acceptable to me until I was ready to be with you again. What you actually showed me was that the 'one night stand' you said it was? Was way more than that. Apparently he's the kind of man you can see yourself being around, and not only is that a threat to me, it pisses me the ******** off. I don't understand how you don't see that. You defended him, you stood up for a man who was supposed to be a mistake and told your lover his anger was unnecessary. That's why I didn't stop Aubrey from saying what she just did, I was hoping it slapped you in the face hard enough to let you see if from my perspective. The only difference is that you've done an injustice to that woman. You almost killed her and her child, that is not what you call 'uncalled for.' You knew better before you threw her across the pavement that she was pregnant. Showing up the same day you did it and trying to apologize was wholly inappropriate. And since then you have not offered any signs of regret or humility for what you've done. So of course she looks at you like you can't be trusted. As for everything else, I'll have a talk with her. Then both the little children can be scolded, and you can feel like you're being treated fairly again. But that's you're problem, Lillian. You say you're sorry then you do something that shows you aren't sorry at all. Or you expect sorry to be enough to bandage everything. You left for two weeks, Lillian, you were not going to come back to any smiling faces. Like you said in the park, you left so you could fix you, so you could fix us. You know what you should have done? You should have fixed us first."

The man picked up the book again and slung it to the floor at her feet. "I know your heart, Lillian. I have for a long time. The woman in that book is you. Is it who've you've been acting like? No, and we both acknowledged that. The Lillian Hall I'm in love with never let 'I'm a demon, so it's in my blood' be an excuse for hurting the people she loves, she would never use words like that to justify knowingly screwing up. Ever since I met you, you were being who you wanted to be. You rebelled against your father and your mother to be with me, you weren't doing anything they wanted you to do. What about now. The Lillian I know is a fighter, she gets up every morning and gets herself dressed, then she dresses a toddler and works nine hours to make sure that toddler is provided for. She's not a pathetic wrench who sleeps with another man and leaves her child to go looking for her own self because she feels the need to live it up like she should have five years ago. Who wants a woman filled with that kind of bullshit, that's why you don't even like you right now. Get your s**t together, Lillian Hall. If you need to leave and get it out of your system, then by all means I will be the damn father I know I am and let you be a damn teenager again. And when you finally find yourself, don't try to walk back into our lives, that door will be shut." He pointed her out the door and stared her down with no regret or reservation. She didn't feel like she had an obligation? Fine. She was free as a bird to do what demons do. She could have as many pricks as she wanted sticking their dicks into her. "And here's another thing. I haven't been waiting since high school for you to screw up again. You haven't been walking on egg shells to give me an excuse to hate you. I've been waiting, ever since I learned you spit lies in my face because of something your bother did, to prove you were going to put everything on the line for me. I will admit you're right, I walked away from you. No, not knowingly, nevertheless the result was the same. But I will be damned if you compare what you did to what I did. I watched my mother die in front of me and listened as she cursed my name with her last breath. I didn't walk away in the middle of a crisis between us, I was not putting myself over you or going on a trip to discover myself. I had a mental breakdown and I could not function in normal society. You coming back and saying everything you do to make up for your mistakes is rejected? You had that chance two weeks ago, and even when I was giving you another chance you messed it up yet again. That's why I wish you told me I ruined this family three weeks ago rather than three days ago. That's the blame I take for myself. I wish, back when I was begging you to give me another chance in your life and you were reluctant to do it, I wish I stopped back then. I wish I had backed off and taken things slow, at least then sleeping with Jason would have been your right. If I don't know what it's like to be the reason the person you love is hurting, it's because I haven't treated my lover in a way that would put her through that. If you really think I don't know what that feels like, then don't scream it at me like it's wrong for me not to. After all the tears you cried while raising my child when I was no where to be found, yes, I know what it's like. I was on my knees in front of you Lillian, and if I've been a bad father since that day then please tell me now how I've screwed up our child. Tell me how I brought her around the person that ruined her family, tell her how I was making excuses not to be there, how I could claim to love you while I was entertaining the thoughts of the life I've missed. I haven't drowned out everything you've been saying to me, Lillian, I've just been waiting for your behavior to follow your words. You've always been hard headed, when I'm asking for space you always force your way on me anyway, it's your personality. But let me tell you, Lillian, you need to change right now. You just turned your back on me and spoke the exact words to me that I had written in my book, but you would say you aren't that woman? I know who you are, but I need to see her. I told you years ago that I would have run away with you, I was never around a person who was drowning me or dragging me down or being a burden to me- until now. Stop making excuses and throwing yourself a pity party, suck it the hell up and act like an adult. You've already pissed me off for the last time I'm ever going to allow you to. Do yourself a favor before you really sign that paperwork giving up your rights over the child you carried for nine months and raised for three years. Disrespect that woman in the kitchen in front of me again, I dare you. No one has been treating you unfairly or undeservedly. She has not been your mortal enemy, if it weren't for her you'd be staring at a headstone rather than a person. The ******** suicide letter is still on my desk. Someone needed to be 'butting into our business' and helping keep me together, my own best friend didn't see me worth the effort of coming around when I needed him, she was working on a broken marriage and still found a way to encourage me. She doesn't sit here and s**t talk you all day long. I didn't tell you what happened to me because I didn't want Sela to know. You're half of her lifeline and I wanted her to have a few days of ******** stability before either of your knew and had to worry. Do you get it now, or are you ready to leave?"




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Patrick over to this estate to do the same thing as he did with the others. He was unaware that his ex-roommate was living at this estate. He places the two pieces of double tape then sticks the party flyer onto the door. "Next time I make party flyers I should use rubber band instead of tape. That I would leave them hanging on the doorknob" he thought as he took a step away from the doorstep. Taking one last look he heads off to the last estate in this district he needs to go to before he can go grocery shopping. [exit]
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