* , JUST A LITTLE LATE .

[maeson nichole ryan ,]

my mistake, i didn't know to be in love

you had to fight to have the upperhand, i had so many dreams
about you and me, happy endings. now i know.

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----- m aeson was sick of everything at the moment. she was sick of aiden, she was sick of the way he acted. he didn't even act like he was sorry for what he did, which made her hate him even more. of course she didn't actually hate him -- she loved him, and that was why she was so hurt by what he did. she was laying on her bed, strumming her guitar. she'd just finished practicing the song that she'd written recently -- can you guess what her inspiration was? she hadn't done the whole song, including guitar and the lyrics until just now, and she decided it sounded decent. she wasn't going to spend anymore time on it -- at least not today. she loved writing songs and she loved singing and playing guitar, but under circumstances like these, it was okay not to. it just made her depressed to think about how much mae cared about aiden, and how much he seemed not to care.

----- she strummed the first few chords of the song again, playing the whole song through on the guitar but only humming the notes she was supposed to be singing. when she was done, she let her fingers linger on the strings again, lightly plucking them as she let out a long sigh. her bedroom was quiet -- suprisingly. her brother was already at the bonfire with his friends, and her parents were..well,she wasn't sure where they were. they'd probably drop in on the bonfire to embarrass maeson and her brother for awhile. it was expected of her parents. her room was so quiet that, the sound of her cell phone vibrating as an indication of a text message, made her jump and her heart rate accelerate. she let out a shaky breath as she realized what it was, running her fingers through her hair as she reached for her phone. she flipped her sidekick open and read the text message that appeared on the screen. bonfire in an hour, right? the message read. it was from zack, the guy that had asked mae to the bonfire. she felt bad, because she had flirted with him and acted as if she had feelings for him when she didn't. she did it only to make aide jealous and to get zack to ask her to the bonfire. and she felt horrible about it.

----- m er lips were pursed as she replied to the text message. yep, see you then. she said and clicked send, sliding her phone shut. she was a bit shocked when her phone vibrated again, as soon as she shut it. another text message. she flipped it open and a frown formed on her lips, her brow furrowing as she stared at the message. from aiden, so, i guess i'll see you and your date at the bonfire. i can't wait for you to meet mine. it said. a fire seemed to burn higher inside of her, and her nostrils flared. it was enough to cheat on her, but when she was being sarcastic and saying she was over him he's suggested they bring dates to the bonfire. of course she wasn't going to say no -- then he'd know how she felt. she didn't want that. she let out a sigh and closed her phone without responding. she really didn't even want to talk to aiden if it was going to be about that. she wished he could just apologize and she'd yell at him about how unfaithful he'd been and somehow she'd find it in her heart to forgive him and they'd live happily ever after. the end.

----- m ell, not quite. there was also the fact that maeson's former best friend, brexton harper, thought she might be pregnant. of course, at this time, brexton only thought she was. it could just be a scare. that was all mae wanted to know. she didn't want to get involved and she hoped with all her heart that brexton wasn't pregnant. she didn't know if she could handle having brexton as a friend and aiden as a boyfriend, if that were to happen again. she decided she was only going to be able to have one, otherwise the two would have to be separated completely and if maeson so much as heard they'd seen eachother, she'd be angry. a little harsh, but could you blame her? if brexton was pregnant and if brexton had the baby, that means there would be a child walking around santa monica that would always remind mae how her boyfriend had been unfaithful and her bestfriend had stabbed her in the back. it would be too much for maeson. though she did not think she'd stay in santa monica for very long if her and aiden didn't work out. what was left for her here, anyway? if aiden was no longer with her since brexton had stabbed her in the back there was probably no chance that she'd want to stay because of her. she had other friends, but she wasn't close enough to any of them to want to stay in santa monica for them. there was jasey, but if it came down to it she knew that jase would choose brexton over mae because brex and her had been friends longer. so what was mae still doing here?

----- mt seemed sad, but she was still secretly hoping that aiden would apologize and she'd somehow forgive him and they'd run away together and be happily ever after. that brexton wouldn't end up being pregnant and maeson wouldn't have to worry about it and aiden learned his lesson and would never cheat on her again. but, this was a lot to ask for. she threw her phone down on her pillow and placed her guitar next to her, letting out a long, shaky sigh and running both of her hands through her hair. she let her head bang into the wall behind her, not meaning to do it so hard, just meaning to rest it against the wall. she grumbled to herself as she rubbed the back of it and stood up, her bed springs squeeking and the wooden floor creaking. she decided it was time to start getting ready for the bonfire. she grabbed her towel from where it hung on the towel rack outside of her bedroom and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door and clicking the lock shut. she turned the shower on and stood over the sink, staring at her reflection until the mirror began to fog and the bathroom was filled with steam. she turned the fan on and the mirror instantly became a little clearer, and by the time she was out it would be as it was before she showered. she got into the shower and took as little time as possible in there, because she knew one hour wasn't going to be long enough to get ready.

----- m he turned the shower off and wrapped her towel around her, stepping out of the bathtub and onto the bath mat. she turned the fan off and opened the bathroom door. she was suddenly blasted with cold and that drew goosebumps to her skin as she exited the bathroom wrapped in her towel. she left the door open so it could air out while she got dressed, because she would need to go back in there to blow dry and curl her hair. back in her bedroom, she was deciding what to wear. it was always the hardest part of getting ready, wasn't it? she ran her fingers along her many sundresses that hung in her closet, pursing her lips as she tried to pick one to wear. she liked them all, so it was difficult. it came between a silky, purple dress that she would wear with brown cowboy boots and a white dress that she would also wear her brown cowboy boots with. it took her another five minutes to decide on the white dress, but she did. she got dressed and pulled her cowboy boots on, then headed back to her bathroom with her towel wrapped around her head.

----- m t seemed she had about a half hour left before she had to leave, so she tried to rush through getting ready. though you can't really rush blow drying hair... she turned her hair curler on to heat up and then pulled the towel off of her head, shaking it out and hanging it up on the nearest towel rack. she shook her head, her hair shaking from side to side. it was damp, not as wet as she thought it would be, which was good because then it wouldn't take as long to blow dry. she turned the hair dryer on and began to run the hot air over her hair, causing her hair to dry. it took a matter of fifteen minutes to dry it completely, and she began to curl her hair. this took a matter of ten minutes, and then she took the last five minutes she had left to apply mascara, eyeliner and coverup. she was soon completely ready, and she turned the curling iron off and headed back to her bedroom. she grabbed her cell phone and then set it back down. she wouldn't need it, would she? she was going to be at the bonfire with everybody she should talk to, so there was no point. she let out a sigh as she saw another text from zack, then let it fall to her bed. she'd see him soon enough.

----- m ecause maeson lived down the street from the beach, so there was no point in taking her car. she loved living near the beach, mainly because, well, she loved the beach. she loved the salty scent that lingered in the air, miles away from the beach. she loved the sand beneath your feet and in between your toes, the constant crashing of the waves against the shore. it was all so soothing. she could smell the ocean the second she stepped out of her house, and she closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. the sun was almost set and she was glad it wasn't set yet. she hated walking alone, especially if it were dark out. the walk was less than ten minutes to the beach, and she smiled a little as she saw the large fire burning already, and the many people that were loosely gathered around it. she saw aiden instantly, and it made her head spin a little bit as she stepped onto the sand. there was really no point with the flip flops -- they did nothing, and she could feel the sand getting in between her toes and on her feet, though she didn't take them off.

----- m he saw zack soon after she got near the fire, and she smiled as he looked over at her. for some reason she swore she could feel someone's gaze burning into her back, but she kept walking toward him and smiled as she reached him. "hey," she said, bumping into him and turning to face the fire. her eyes wandered across it, to where she could see aiden staring at her with his date standing to his side. she was talking, and mae assumed she was talking to aiden. though aiden didn't seem to be paying attention. maeson smiled, though it was mocking as she did so, and looked at him.



----- tagged , husband dearest! aka calvin, aka mr. spencerrrr!
----- words , 2,277!
----- outfit , click.
----- lyrics , white horse, taylor swift!
----- notes , i started it, husband. happy now?

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[aiden reyes spencer]

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A grin appeared on his face when Maeson arrived, but right when her eyes landed on him he turned to his date. She was blonde blue eyed, had a great figure, and was wearing a tight mini dress. Perfect to make Maeson jealous. He looked into Jenny's eyes, and smiled at her, faking it. He honestly wanted to jump up right then and tell Maeson he loved her, he wanted to spend his life with her. To be honest, he wanted to propose to her. But he had an ego to hold up, he couldn't or he'd lose the little game him and Mae had since their break up. She made it obvious that she didn't want him, so he had to be twice as hidden, he could not let her know how he felt.

Right then he saw Maeson turn his way, he took advantage of this moment. Come on you can do it.. He then leaned over and kissed Jenny. That should show Mae. He looked over at Mae, she had finally turned away. He stopped kissing Jenny, she giggled, he just smiled a little. Then Jenny went on talking about something stupid, damn that girl was a dumbass. When he said we're going to a bonfire at the beach, she wanted to know how the fire was lit in the ocean. Freaking stupid. Aiden's eyes landed on Zack, he watched him closely and studied him. Ugly bastard, Aiden was ten times the man that guy was, what the hell did she see in him. It pissed Aiden off a bit, but he decided to shrug it off. He took off his jacket, the one he lent Mae on their first date, and he gave it to Jenny to wear. Then he put his arm around her and looked at mae one last time before turning away, it was getting harder to stay away from her every moment.

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LYRIC CREDIT silverst.
TEMPLATE CREDIT LIZZ SAY WERD ?!
THREADING WITH wifey [ eva <3 ) mae.
HOW MANY WORDS yerr face .
YOU ARE WHERE the bonfire .
LOOKING LIKE sexyy [ like calvin ) .
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[maeson nichole ryan ,]

my mistake, i didn't know to be in love

you had to fight to have the upperhand, i had so many dreams
about you and me, happy endings. now i know.

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----- maeson pursed her lips as she looked at aiden, aware that zack was babbling about something next to her. she only paid a little attention to it, but as soon as she saw him lean in, her nostrils flared and she easily ripped her gaze from him and turned to zack, trying to look as into what he was saying as possible. she was turned, a little more toward him, and she leaned in to him, laughing a little. she knew that it was alright to laugh at that point because zack was already laughing. she placed her hand on his thigh as she leaned in toward him and laughed. when she'd leaned back again, zack was smiling at her. he leaned his head down and pressed his lips against her, and at first she was a little shocked. she was going to do that herself in a few moments, but probably not for the same reason zachary was. his lips were too hard, the kiss was too intense for her liking. it was as if he just wanted to get it done, and it was nothing like when she kissed aiden, which just made the beating of her heart more painful. she smiled a little as he pulled away, and any of her good friends would be able to tell her smile was fake. though she didn't know zack very well, so he probably couldn't tell. he just kept on smiling.

----- behind zack, maeson saw avery sitting on a log and strumming his guitar, singing. she realized that the large group of people that were centered around the fire were directed more toward him as he sang, and she only tuned in to hear the end of the song. she remembered then what avery and her had planned. well, she had just asked to borrow his guitar. it was really what she had planned, and a smile spread across her lips as he finished his song. she turned toward zack and smiled, uncrossing her legs and lifting her eyebrows as she spoke. "excuse me for a moment," she said, pushing herself up from the seat as the people around the circle began talking again. some were wandering off on their own, actually, many were. but there were also many people that were around the fire still.

----- with a smile, maeson approached avery. "can i borrow your guitar? you know, for the song. for aiden," she added, her smile fading as her lips spoke his name. she took the guitar from avery and whispered a thanks in his ear as she walked back to where she had been sitting with zack. she sat a little further away from zack, though, so she had room for the guitar. she strummed a few chords before the people around the fire's conversation dulled as they realized mae was about to play something. "say you're sorry, that face of an angel comes out just when you need it to. as i pace back and forth all this time, 'cause i honestly believed in you. holding on, the days drag on, stupid girl, i should have known, i should have known." she looked down at the guitar during the first half of singing these lyrics, then she let her gaze flicker to the bright red flames in front of her. she turned her head a little during the next verse, her eyes locked on aiden's as she sang it. "that i'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale. i'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet, lead her up the stairwell. this ain't hollywood, this is a small town. i was a dreamer before you went and let me down. now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around." she let her fingers fly along the strings, playing the next few chorrds on the guitar before continuing. she switched her gaze away from aiden a moment after the words came out of her mouth, staring into the fire again.

----- she began singing again, "maybe i was naive, got lost in your eyes. i never really had a chance. " she shook her head at the next verse, her lips pursed as she did so, she let out a small laugh as she sang. "my mistake, i didn't know to be in love you had to fight to have the upper hand. " her forehead creased as she sang now, looking down at her fingers as they played different notes and her other fingers plucked and strummed the guitar strings. "i had so many dreams about you and me, happy endings. now i know," she shook her head again before continuing. "that i'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale..." she continued again with the chorus and when she sang again, her voice rang stronger than it had during the rest of the song and she stared at aiden through the whole next verse, on the verge of tears. "just like i always wanted, but i'm so sorry...'cause i'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale. " she paused briefly, "i'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well!" her voice was louder than it had been before, stronger. "there is a big world, this is a small town. there in my rearview mirror disapearing now. and it's too late for you and your white horse. now it's too late for you and your white horse to catch me now." she wound down the song, her words coming slower each milisecond that ticked by. she strummed the last few chords and looked away from aiden, down at her fingers. she let out a long sigh as the music faded from her fingertips and the bonfire was instantly quiet.

----- she looked up then, tears in her eyes and her lips pursed. she stared at aiden for a moment before looking to her side. "zack.. i'm sorry, i can't do this. i'm sorry for leading you on. i have to.. i have to go." she mumbled, handing avery's guitar back to him as she stood up, she rubbed under her eyes to keep her mascara and eyeliner from smudging as the first tear escaped her eyes. her throat felt swollen as she made her way over to aiden. she drew in a shaky breath just before she reached him. she was looking at her feet as she made her way over to him and once she made it, she looked up at him and shook her head, her lips pursed and her jaw locked to keep it from shaking as she felt more tears coming. "you win, aiden. i do care. " she said, turning away from him before he could respond and heading away from the beach.

----- she knew she was on the sidewalk for two reasons, because the ground underneath her was no longer moving when she stepped -- and she was staring at her feet as she walked, so she could see the pavement beneath her. tears were streaming from her eyes and down her cheeks, along with her mascara, because she honestly didn't care what she looked like. she was still more in the city section of santa monica. she was still about ten minutes away from her house, only because she was walking very slowly. there were small businesses to her left, and to her right -- across the street -- was the beach where she could hear the waves crashing. she was walking for a few minutes before she realized she heard footsteps echoing off of the buildings next to her -- but they weren't her's. they were coming a little faster than hers, and she could hear her own as well as the other persons. she swallowed past the lump in her throat and peered over her shoulder. behind her, about eight feet, was what looked like a man. his shoulders were hunched and he had his hands in the front pockets of the baggy sweatshirt he was wearing. maeson's heart race accelerated as she whipped her head back in front of her, trying to walk faster. she swallowed, the lump in her throat and the tears streaming from her eyes now the least of her worries.

----- she drew in a shaky breath, thinking to herself: you're fine, it's probably just some guy walking. he's no trouble. you're just scaring yourself. she drew in another deep breath and looked over her shoulder again. her forehead creased with confusion as she saw the man was gone, along with his loud footsteps. she swallowed, perplexed. had she just imagined -- and a hand wrapped around her mouth. it stunk of men's public restrooms and tobacco, and even though it was pointless she screamed as loud as she could. though it was muffled by the man's hand and would hardly be recognized as a scream. she felt something hard bash into the back of her head and everything went black for a moment. she could hear him, she could feel him, but she couldn't see. what was going on? she couldn't feel his hand over her mouth anymore, but she could feel his hands somewhere else. she knew she was no longer standing because she could feel the cold pavement beneath her. where was she? he couldn't possibly be doing this in the middle of the street? was there an alley nearby? she couldn't remember, because she hadn't been worrying about her surroundings. she'd been worrying about the creepy man following her.

----- she screamed as loud as she could, sure somebody would hear her, and the hand was back over her mouth. she felt her head lifted from the ground and bashed back down into it. she let out a cry of pain, but her body suddenly felt heavy -- to heavy for her to carry. she felt his weight on top of her and she tried to scream again, but nothing came out. her throat was dry as she fought to even breath, and the darkness that had invaded her eyes was invading her brain and then her body, because she felt as if her body weighed two thousand pounds and she couldn't possibly move. she didn't even realize what she spoke but she did, and the thought seemed to make everything better. "aid..aidenn..." she whispered as she exhaled, as if she were yelling at him to save her. it was the best she could do.



----- tagged , husband dearest! aka calvin, aka mr. spencerrrr!
----- words , 2,118!
----- outfit , click.
----- notes , i have a lot of muse for maeson =)
----- song , riiiight hereee.

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[aiden reyes spencer]

they'll tear us apart if you give them the chance

don't say we aren't meant to be, run baby run,
forever we'll be, you and me.

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----- when aiden heard her singing it was like a melody that he couldn't resist. she first won him over with that one song he heard her sing, and now, although she was singing about him, he couldn't help but smile. it came right off his face when maeson looked at him, he then looked into her eyes and felt his heart drop. damn, he missed her. it was a good thing he didn't have a ring with him because he would have gotton down on one knee right then, because at that moment he knew she was the girl for him. he was about to swallow his pride and apologize to her, and tell her how he felt, although he was almost certain she hated him, when she stood up and looked directly at him. ' you win ' that didn't sound nearly as good as he had imagined it. then she ran off.

----- everyones eyes landed on aiden. he was aware of it and the tension in the air was thick. thankfully avery winked at aiden, picked up his gutair, and began to sing, distracting everyone. aiden knew what that wink meant, go get her. aiden stood up, and turned to jenny. " look i'm sorry but i have to go get my girl. " then he grabbed his sweatshirt, that jenny had put down after warming up, and ran off. " maeson ! " he yelled. he went down the sidewalk but he still couldn't find her. where the hell can one girl run so fast? then he heard her faint words , ' aiden. ' she didn't seem too good and this made aiden run faster than he had ever had. he turned a corner and saw a man on top of maeson. aidens heart beat fast and before he could even think, he jumped at the guy anger bolting through him. " back off her !" he yelled, as he punched the man in the face over and over again. he had the man pinned against a wall, his hand gripping his collar. aiden punched the guy once more and threw him to the ground. the man ran off instantly.

----- maeson lay there her clothes torn. aidens heart pounded and tears actually came to his eyes. " maeson.. " he walked over to her, and wrapped his arms aroudn her, and held her closeto him. he took his sweatshirt and put it around her to keep her warm. " i'm sorry maeson, had i not been such an asshole this wouldn't have happened. " aiden was completely sure if she was still concious or not, but he continued talking. " i love you maeson, that's all i know. i- i want to spend the rest of my life with you, i want you and only you. i'm sorry. " then aiden broke down into tears, realizing it was his fault this happened. he could have prevented it. now the woman he loved was just beaten and almost raped because of his stupid ego. he couldn't let go of her though, he kept holding her, sitting on the ground, his nice pants covered in dirt, he didn't care. he just held her tears falling down his face, " i love you baby.. " he whispered through his tears.



----- tagged , the wifey -- eva <33 [ maeson )
----- words , rawrr i dunno!
----- notes , i this post made me all bubbly x]
----- song , rawr ! click !.

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[maeson nichole ryan ,]

my mistake, i didn't know to be in love

you had to fight to have the upperhand, i had so many dreams
about you and me, happy endings. now i know.

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----- suddenly the two thousand pound weight that had been crushing her was ripped away from her and she felt as light as ever, though her body felt as if it were frozen in place. everything was black, but she could hear grunts coming from the man as aiden hit him constantly. maeson's head was suddenly no longer numb -- it was throbbing painfully. it wasn't like a headache kind of throb it was like a 'kill me now so i don't have to experience any more of this pain' kind of throb. she let out a groan, and soon she could feel warm arms wrapped around her. she heard every word that came out of aiden's mouth, and her heart seemed to beat without pain for the first time. though this was the only part of her that wasn't in pain at this time, because the rest of her was screaming in agony. "i'm sorry maeson, had i not been such an asshole this wouldn't have happened. i love you maeson, that's all i know. i- i want to spend the rest of my life with you, i want you and only you. i'm sorry."

----- he rambled on and even though maeson was in unearable pain it made her want to smile. she lifted her hand slightly, attempting to find his face. her arm felt so heavy and pain shot through it as she moved it. she cried out in pain and let it drop back down to the pavement and whimpered as it smacked against it. she decided words would be enough as she answered him in whispers, though she wasn't sure he could understand her slurred words. she wasn't even sure what she was saying as she said it, because her mind was only thinking about the pain that was still shooting through her right arm and the pain that seemed to be spread throughout her entire body. "i.. love you.. too.." she whispered, though she was hardly sure he could understand her words because they were so slurred. everything seemed to be fading, though she'd been in a blur for the last...well, she didn't even know how long it had been. everything was a blur, she couldn't pinpoint anything. she didn't even know where she was anymore. she knew three things for certain. first was that aiden was with her, holding her, just like she'd wanted the whole time they'd been apart. even if he'd hurt her, it would only hurt if she loved him. and she did. second was that she loved him. obvious. and third was that she was sure that she was in more pain now than she had been when she caught brexton and aiden together.

----- she knew she wouldn't be able to take aiden back that easily. cheating was a serious thing and with her best friend? it just wasn't right. but this isn't what was going through her mind at this time. at this time the only thing she was thinking about was the pain pumping through her body with every thump of her heart. she was only thinking of finding some way to stop the pain, just as she had when aiden had broken her heart. maeson squirmed a little, trying to move and do something. a whimper escaped her lips and she whispered, "it huurts..." her arm was what hurt the most. something was up, it shouldn't hurt that bad. she tried to move is and whimpered quietly again. she could feel her eye lids closing and as she tried to speak one last time the words were muffled so much they couldn't be made out, and she had slipped into unconsciousness.



----- tagged , husband dearest! aka calvin, aka mr. spencerrrr!
----- words , 836.
----- outfit , click.
----- notes , no longer a novell :c

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