hiswar.


                       ❝ solace ? baby, it’s turned me into what I am today !
                                    ‘course I accepted it, can’t change the past. ❞

  it’s not the life josie would have ever chosen on his own, but it’s a life with its perks. as she speaks, he smirks and squints at the bite — damn, that’s a tough one and she came back from it ? every turn in this girl’s story has another twenty pages, all streets that keep winding on  ;  he figures if she’ll keep talking he’ll keep listening. got all the time in the world, after all, and bella’s got the kind of story he wants to HEAR.

                  ❝ oh, the volturi, you had to deal with that mess ? bunch o’ pussies if ya ask me, 
              maybe not all of ‘em but this whole rules & rule breakage shit —— BORING.

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  josie messes with loose change in the pockets of his jacket, cracked nails picking at lint strings while he watches the movement of her lips, jaw setting when he hears jasper’s name and the words that come after.  ‘  his family  ‘ , a list of unfamiliar names with strange undertones he doesn’t care about. good for him. his head snaps up, bouncing a mess of ratty hair black as oil slick, & focuses instead on the blur of passing civilians with their everyday scents  ;  pomsky mix, mocha frappucino, last night’s hangover and tuesday’s aftershave. 

                ❝ shitstorm, huh ? ain’t heard that one. y’wanna talk about it ? ‘less it’s this edward guy’s fault.          
                                    I mean, I’m not past kickin’ ass if ya need a favour. ❞

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        a small smile twitches upon her lips as a part of slightly forced contentedness —– it fades after a short moment. 

            ❛ i appreciate the sentiment, but no ——  edward is.. ❜     she pauses, and laughs under her breath after being short of words; though it’s born out of irony, it’s bitter.     ❛  the love of my life.  i just fucked up, is all.  ❜   and then, she’s much eager to MOVE PAST that topic.        ❛ there’s not a lot to talk about – i think i over-estimate it.  like most of the STRESS is just in my head, you know? ——- but the volturi.   yeah, they’re a problem.  they either want me to be turned, or be killed.  they aren’t very pleased with my ability to defy their powers, either.  ❜     a pause, before wide brown eyes look to the other again.      ❛ you got something like that??  an ability? ————  my MIND blocks a lot of them out.  if you know, um – jane.  the whole PAIN thing, doesn’t work.  aro’s ability doesn’t work either.  edward can read minds,  he can’t read mine.    kinda WEIRD, i don’t know why – but i guess i’m just special. ❜     

 

BELLA SWAN

independent and selective canon divergent twilight/tvd roleplay blog for isabella swan.
mutually exclusive, multi-verse and ship. oc, crossover, and au friendly.

❛ she defies us all. ❜

written by sam.
twenty - est.
est 07/2013, revamped 11/2015. triggers will be tagged. please read rules before interacting.

❛ life is hard. ❜

draft count: 8.
message count: 0.
starter count: 0.
plotting: open.
queued: infinite.

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