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Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Hiiiiii everyone!!!


I'll go to the chat now!

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

I keep refreshing my browser waiting for posts. The curiosity is killing me. XD

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

After having spent the day watching action movies in bed, Lila thought she was fit enough to leave her self-imposed exile and have some human interactions. With raised spirits, she got up to prepare for the party. She wanted to look good, but didn't want to bring much attention to herself. So she chose to wear a tight black tank top, a high-waisted and flowy coral mini skirt and some black flat sandals. She wore her silky brown hair down in all its glory, no accessories and just enough makeup to highlight her cheeks, soulful eyes and sweet smile. She left her room after bathing herself in Flowerbomb perfume, and called out to her friends to no response. She guessed they were already at the party, so she left the suite and walked to said location. Her nervousness grew at each step... Did Jar love her? Or would he tell her they'd continue on to live separate lives?

Lost in these thoughts, she arrived at the party. It was in full swing: everyone dancing to the booming electronic music, drinking, having fun. Lila made her way through the sea of sun-kissed bodies and was in a less crowded area when the chords of a familar guitar reached her ears. She could recognize the sound of that guitar anywhere: after all, she'd been the owner's #1 fan for the last eight months. She walked blindly towards the music, through a crowd of girls and had reached the front...

There, sitting in a bench and pouring his heart out into his song, sat the love of her life. He looked especially handsome, and Lila suddenly felt back in time, when she'd watched his band play for the first time. Her heart swelled with love and joy, and tears rolled down her cheeks at the song's lyrics.

It's your finger and how I'm wrapped around it.
It's your grace and how it keeps me grounded.
While you were sleeping I figured out everything:
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me.
Now I feel your name, coursing through my veins.
You shine so bright it's insane, you put the sun to shame.

The music was soft and sweet, and the lyrics full of feelings and meaning. It was exactly how she felt about him too. Ever since the moment she'd laid eyes on him on her birthday, her life had never been the same. There had been something unexplainable about him, even magical, that had drawned her to him. She'd thought it was just lust and desire at first, but soon found out that it was love. Jareth was her soulmate, and theirs was a connection unlike anything in this world. No matter what hardships they'd gone through, her heart still belonged to him.

When Jareth opened his eyes, Lila gave him her biggest smile. With the tears of happineess still present, she mouthed at him: "I love you so much, my JarBear." And there was no doubt in the world that he loved her too. She was going to make things right this time. They would make things right. He would become her forever.

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

That's okay @HeartsCollide! Don't worry about it! :D I'll be on the chat now if there's anyone on. :)

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

OMG I just saw this before I read your beautiful post! I wish I had someone sing for me D: Lol.

Maybe one or both of the girls can help me out here and try to convince Lila to attend the party?

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Lila's broken heart soared as she saw Jareth give her a smile. It had been so long since she'd seen him smile at her, and Lila was aware of the butterflies in her stomach that still remained even after their break-up. She was sure he would jump at the chance of getting high with her after so many tries and fails. But when he spoke, Lila's heart felt like it had been hit with a hammer, and the butterflies fell dead and sank onto the pit of her stomach.

“Do you even know what that is? I need that, so it doesn’t get me high, and if you took it you’d probably just fall asleep. The good stuff is in my…” Jar stopped and rubbed his face with a flustered sound. It was obvious that this was proving to be something difficult for him. “Oh Delilah, you’re right there. We are screwed up, which means we need to stop acting the way we always do. What I mean is, we need some time to think before we make a huge mistake here. Can we do that, for each other? More importantly, for ourselves?” He paused and gave it some thought, maybe waiting for Lila to say something. When she didn't, he continued. “Listen, I heard that there is a party tomorrow night, it sounds like a lot of people are going to be there. I’m thinking they’re going to need a DJ, or a musician, so I’ll be there. But, I just need a day to process everything, and we can talk then. Okay?” Jareth stood up and took the pills from her, letting his fingers linger on hers a bit longer than he should have, and only making her hate herself because of the electric shock that ran through her at his touch: a clear sign that she was still completely in love with him. “Come on, I’ll walk you back.”

Lila had been quiet and expressionless all during his speech, and remained so even after she'd arrived at her room. She watched Jareth walk back to his suite with a bigger heartache than the one she'd had before. She was completely done with anyone and everyone that day, thinking it best to retreat to her room with the company of some booze in order to avoid any kind of confrontation. So when she entered the suite and saw Adelisa talking to Grant, she didn't even give them a second glance. Lila went straight to the wet bar and grabbed a bottle of tequila Rose and Bailey's before going back to her room. She spent the rest of her night listening to her favorite band and organizing her belongings on the closet and drawers between liquor swigs straight from the bottles. She'd downed about a third of each bottle before she passed out on her bed, too drunk to care about anything.

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Delilah woke up the next day to a blazing hangover, with no idea of what time it was or when she'd passed out. Dazed, she trudged to the bathroom only to vomit her guts out on the toilet. I swear, I will never touch a damn drink in my life... she vowed as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Lila always thought taking a long bath helped her hangovers, and so she took one using a lavender bubble bath gel meant to be soothing and relaxing. Once done with the bath, she spritzed herself all over with her favorite Victoria's Secret body splash (which smelled of starfruit and white orchird), put on some underwear and a fluffy white bath robe, and walked out of the bathroom. She was feeling slightly better.

She left her room and walked to the kitchen, inhaling the delicious scent of brewed coffee. From experience, she knew coffee was the only thing her stomach kept down after a hangover. She was excited to find that the girls had left her some coffee still on the carafe of the coffee maker. She instantly felt guilty for avoiding them, but the best therapy for Lila when things like this happened to her was to be well left alone. She'd make it up to them with one of her famous breakfasts tomorrow. Lila poured the hot liquid onto the biggest mug she could find and walked to the fridge in search for milk. To her delight, a carton of her favorite vanilla milk sat on one of the fridge racks. She eagerly poured some milk onto her coffee until the contents looked brown, added a few spoonfuls of brown sugar and walked back to her room while mixing the contents of her mug. She'd spend the day being lazy and watching some movies while pondering attending the beach party or not. Maybe by that time she'd feel like facing society again.

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Jareth reached his arm around her, trying to comfort her. Lila rested her head into his shoulder, now crying silently, salty tears like dew rolling down her pink cheeks.

"No." Lila heard Jareth croak out a while after she'd declared herself worthless, putting and end on the painful silence. Jareth used his right hand to guide her face to look at him, then he softly held her face with both hands. making eye contact unavoidable. He wanted it that way, so the conviction would ring loud and clear when he said "You are not worthless."

Lila's eyes filled with tears again. "But I couldn't make you happy. I couldn't even keep our baby safe.

Lila lied her head on Jareth's lap until there were no more tears left in her. After what seemed like hours, she wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sniffed, finally gaining control over herself. She was quiet for a few minutes, thinking about what she could do to ease the pain. Her wandering eyes fell onto the prescription bottle, then turned to Jar. "Let's just get high and wasted and make lots of love, baby. I want us forget to all the pain we've been through." It was a fucked-up idea, but she'd do anything to stop their torture.

Her sudden desire to try drugs was proof of how emotionally distressed she was. Delilah had been raised as a goody two shoes by her well-to-do family; her parents were on a somewhat prominent position in their town, and so they were constantly worried about appearances, portraying their family as the example of perfection, and expecting and demanding that their only daughter be on par with that image. So, imagine their surprise when their daughter brought home a 'satanist, druggie, overly-tattooed, washed-up loser that seems like a real bum' (her parent's words) for Christmas. Her mother had nearly fainted, her father had treated them coolly all throughout their stay, and they'd warned Delilah that she'd lose their financial support if she remained with Jareth. In her first act of defiance, Lila had stayed with Jar, making her relationship with her parents strained and risking losing everything except him. And for what? To have been dumped on Valentine's Day Eve. Her parents had nearly cried with joy at the news.

Lila had remained a faithful believer that drugs were 'bad and harmful and something she'd never try in her life'; even when she'd gotten to know her beloved Jar's dirty little secret, and even when she'd had the substances at arm's reached, she'd remained firm on her word. Hell, she'd even tried to get Jar into rehab. His use had also been a cause of their many arguments near the end, given the fact that Lila had found out by accident instead of her then boyfriend having told her.

Another reason to stay away, but she simply couldn't bear to part with her bittersweet love.

Lila got up from Jareth's lap, grabbed the Xanax bottle, opened it and shook two pills onto her open palm. She offered them to Jareth, locking her eyes onto his, full of determination. "Here you go, JarBear. You give me mine and I give you yours. I promise it won't hurt us. We're both too screwed up anyway."

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

I'll be posting in a bit then! ^·^

Spring Break- from Hell. {Closed- Not accepting any more Players}

Everyone's forgiving each other and on good terms... The beach Party will be interesting