Bibi & Janbi & JJ Pt.1
Libi: [okay so I’m thinking this is like late on her bday catch him before he goes to bed vibes, because 1. She doesn’t really wanna talk to him and is lowkey gonna be leaving this message like a secretary and 2. She’s been busy with all her bday shenanigans, especially Peach and only been going on to post pics of her excitedly without checking anyone’s socials but she finally does when they’ve finished the paint party of her new room cos clearly her plan was to post content of that too but then she sees what Bobby/China/both have posted and is genuinely so upset about it that she has a really bad full blown asthma attack in said newly painted empty room, like I’m vibing she would have had to go to hospital if not for JJ doing some iconic levels of teamwork and managing to calm her down, so sending this boy a message when she’s recovered enough to do it]
Libi: I’ll be off [whenever the nearest school day is, whether her bday is on a school day so literally tomorrow or it’s the weekend and she means monday], you’ll have to manage on your own
Bobby: 👍 no problem
Bobby: You get wasted and throw another party again, is it?
Libi: Closest to a happy birthday as I’ll get from you, is it?
Bobby: you’ve been spoilt plenty
Libi: Alright, night then
Bobby: Don’t let the paint fumes kill you
Libi: Don’t wake me when you come in, more like, I’m having the sofa
Bobby: By all means, make yourself at home, he’ll have already said it’s fine without consulting me at all
Libi: Yeah, he did
Libi: hurts to be blindsided by something important you should know about, huh?
Bobby: He’s an idiot but a generous one, his inability to say no has stopped surprising us at this point
Bobby: what’s he meant to do, leave you with nowhere to go
Libi: I have loads of somewheres to go, it’s not lack of options keeping me here
Bobby: do you though
Libi: Of course I do
Bobby: There’s no room above the pub, taken away another option by gifting you a slobbery massive dog, I don’t know about that, like
Libi: Tah for your fake concern, but I’m okay, really
Bobby: just pointing out the obligation, even if he’s the only one of ‘em who believes in it still
Libi: You know what, I’d love to point something out if that’s what we’re doing
Libi: for all your big talk after my party, everything you were up to today is exactly like a move Casey would pull
Libi: she’s even blonde, congrats
Bobby: Of course you’re mad 🙄
Bobby: you hate her anyway, it wouldn’t matter to you if she was really helping me right now
Libi: With her kind words? She can’t speak to you in person, how can she possibly help you with anything other than the proper reason you picked her to spend your day with?
Bobby: As I’m nothing like Case, I can read, tah
Bobby: just like I’ll have to at school when you can’t be arsed to show up
Libi: You couldn’t be more like him right now unless you’re posting with her sister soon
Bobby: You’ve never wanted me to have any friends of my own
Libi: That’s such bullshit
Libi: you’ve never shown no interest in China before wanting to hurt me
Bobby: I wouldn’t have told you if I had
Bobby: because you’d react like this, making an absolute show of yourself for no reason
Libi: No reason, you used to be scared of her, for fuck’s sake
Bobby: When I was five, and I’d just been dragged here away from home, maybe, I was scared of every fucking thing, thanks for bringing it up
Libi: She was a massive bitch to you, it needs bringing up
Bobby: Isn’t any of this teaching you that we don’t live in the past now?
Libi: Says you, but why her?
Libi: it’s a rhetorical question btw, cos the answer’s obvious
Bobby: I’m glad you’ve filled in those blanks, I’m not about to tell you what’s none of your business
Libi: I would’ve never treated you this way, whatever’s happened
Bobby: it’s not about you, Libi
Libi: How can you just lie and lie and lie?
Bobby: Don’t call us a liar
Libi: Why, does it hurt your feelings?
Libi: I fucking hope so
Bobby: Who’s being a bitch now…
Libi: You started it
Bobby: 👌 acting all 14 of your years
Libi: There you go calling me childish again when this is the most little kid on the playground behaviour ever from you
Bobby: I like her, if you can’t handle that, it’s not my problem
Libi: Very convenient date to choose to act on liking her though
Bobby: Hardly
Bobby: I’m sick of the lot of you, stressed out
Libi: You deffo have some problems, Bobby
Libi: 🤞 she can help you
Bobby: and your family causes all of them
Libi: Don’t look inward, god forbid
Bobby: I haven’t done anything, didn’t ask for any of this
Libi: Might’ve been true before now, but today you did loads, I thought the stories would go on and on ‘til my next birthday
Bobby: Says you, always having to film everything
Libi: What was it you said? Clearly I’m filling a void, sorry
Bobby: You’re showing off, what a class time you’re having with them trying to make it up to you like you’re a spoilt little brat, yeah
Bobby: rather die than have anything off ‘em as a bullshit apology, but you do you
Libi: I will, I’ll do what I want, since you aren’t after it being none of your business no more
Bobby: Suits us down to the ground, that
Bobby: stay out of my way, I’ll be well out of yours, can assure you
Libi: I’m made up for you
Bobby: You would be, if you were any sort of real mate
Libi: Yeah well, maybe we never were
Bobby: Wow
Libi: It’ll be better like this, according to you
Libi: it hardly matters what or who we were to each other, how keen you are to chuck it to one side
Bobby: There’s just no need to be so bloody dramatic, like
Bobby: Of course we were friends, don’t be an idiot
Libi: Don’t call me an idiot
Libi: I’m sorry I’m not a chill cool girl like her and can’t shrug off losing my best friend as if it’s nothing to me
Bobby: I’ve not gone anywhere, Jimmy wouldn’t
Libi: Jesus, yeah you have, you couldn’t be further away
Bobby: You’re making no sense right now
Libi: Forget it, I’ve tried and tried to get through to you, but I don’t, I can’t
Bobby: All I know is we’re still about because he thinks he has to be for your sake
Libi: Blame me, go on, but he’d still have to be about for Janis and the baby if I wasn’t here
Bobby: He hasn’t mentioned it, not once, he don’t want it, care about it
Libi: To you, he don’t fancy putting up with how you’d react, they’ll be talking
Bobby: Optimistic
Bobby: Isn’t that why they split, you know, beyond the affair she had
Libi: For the baby’s sake they’ll have to both try
Bobby: Babies fix everything, how could I forget
Libi: Wasn’t what I said
Bobby: It’s what you believe
Libi: No it isn’t, they’ll be parents, they have to grow up and raise this kid together putting everything but doing that aside, or he should leave town with you and start over in a new place
Bobby: He clearly thinks she wants him back, what else would he with all the time she’s suddenly spending with him when she couldn’t be bothered before, he’s not going to leave now
Libi: Option 1 then, like Ali and Junior’s dad before my mum died
Bobby: That isn’t fair to him
Bobby: but of course, neither of you cares because you get what you want, never mind he’ll be trying not to die every second
Libi: The kid didn’t ask to be brought into this mess, he had a part in it, I can have all the sympathy in the world for him about how hard it’ll be but it’s still a situation he got himself into
Bobby: He was really in a fit state to consent, weren’t he
Libi: He must’ve been, Janis wouldn’t force him to have a baby with her
Bobby: And why did she do it, eh
Bobby: the marriage was that bad for her, so bad she had to go and fuck Case
Bobby: well good parenting already
Libi: I wasn’t in their bedroom with them, I don’t know
Libi: all I know is, she’s not a monster
Bobby: It’s obvious, come on
Bobby: she did it for attention, and not off Jim, clearly
Libi: How weird you can only see when she’s doing it
Libi: people make mistakes, you’re making one going out with China, so
Bobby: Hardly the same, they’re meant to be adults, aren’t they
Libi: Adults fuck up too
Bobby: Who do you think you’re talking to, I bloody know, that’s all they do
Bobby: you being stupid acting like any of this will ever be alright or work
Libi: Stop calling me stupid
Bobby: Quit your acting and sounding it, easiest way to put a stop to that
Libi: We’re off on our separate ways, remember, it won’t make the slightest difference to you if I want to believe things might be alright
Bobby: I’m off nowhere, so if I want to get myself a missus to make that slightly less shit, I can and I will
Libi: You’re calling her your missus after a day and I’M stupid
Bobby: You think it started today ‘cos you think everything is about you, you’ve got no clue though
Libi: Alright, when did it start? Clue me in
Bobby: Why would I tell you now?
Bobby: obviously she didn’t just agree to go out with me today out of nowhere, we’d have to have been talking, use your common sense, like
Libi: Why wouldn’t she? Obviously you’ve no clue who your missus is
Bobby: real nice, that
Libi: It’s nicer than you using a girl you don’t even like to piss me off and try and ruin my birthday
Bobby: You are so up yourself, I don’t know how I didn’t realise before this
Bobby: for God’s sake, Libi
Libi: And you’re such a liar
Libi: I’d realise if you had a crush on anyone, whether you told or not
Bobby: You rate your detective skills, still, when you didn’t see any of this bollocks coming
Libi: That’s an unfair comparison
Bobby: It were right there, under all our noses, don’t pay yourself the compliment, you’re as clueless as everybody else is
Libi: You’re being a prick to be a prick
Bobby: nah, I’m not
Bobby: this is exactly why I stopped talking to you
Bobby: because you just want to talk about yourself, like the most important thing isn’t currently happening
Libi: Yeah, and you don’t wanna talk about that, you’d rather act out by getting a missus and rubbing my nose in it
Bobby: You talk like you have a clue, when all you’re saying is noise, you’ve had nothing useful to say since day one
Bobby: I’m better off alone at this point
Libi: Fine, be alone with her
Libi: at this point, I’m done
Bobby: Thanks so much for your blessing
Libi: You’re welcome for everything I’ve ever done for you
Bobby: Holding that all over my head now, are we?
Libi: Sure, fuck it
Libi: you’re determined to let the bridge burn, and to run me down every second that’s left before I walk off
Bobby: I never asked for you to translate for me, I didn’t ask to be like this
Libi: And I didn’t ask to come from a family of fuck ups but you keep on punishing me like hers are mine
Bobby: The best thing for Jim would be to leave, to never look back
Bobby: and you won’t support that
Libi: I would if it was what he wanted
Bobby: Why will no one listen, he can’t be trusted to make that decision right now
Libi: You can’t make it for him, even in his best interests
Bobby: maybe if I had your support
Libi: It isn’t my support you’re looking for, it’s for me to agree with every word you say
Libi: lucky for you, your new girlfriend probably will
Bobby: You’ve really made that sound terrible, well done 👏
Bobby: anyone in their right mind would agree with me
Libi: I’m not in my right mind, I don’t know how any of us would be
Bobby: I won’t be dragged down to their level
Libi: Good for you
Bobby: You’re going to end up just like the rest of ‘em, you know
Libi: I can’t believe I built my entire life around someone who could say that to me
Libi: you win, I’m really fucking stupid
Bobby: I never thought you’d let me down this hard either
Libi: At least this is the last time
Bobby: Suppose we’ll take that
Libi: 🤝
Janis: How’s your lungs?
Janis: Back on track yet?
Libi: The drs will sort them out tomorrow, long as I can drag myself to my appointment
Janis: I’ll take you
Janis: though, I’m not quite out of touch with my emotions enough to think you mean the physical is the thing holding you back there
Libi: You did loads already, I’ve sorted a lift with [what are you calling Ali cos Tess is nan? Grandma? idk lol] she’s worried
Janis: It was a bad one, I’m not surprised
Libi: Yeah
Janis: have you told her, about any of that?
Janis: She’d be able to help, breathing exercises, all that, right up her alley
Libi: I don’t want to talk about it
Janis: Of course you don’t
Libi: With you either
Janis: Yeah, I got it
Janis: I can’t tell you to, I wouldn’t have told anyone
Janis: but you can’t be making yourself ill, you have to figure out something there, alright?
Libi: I didn’t make myself ill, he did
Janis: Alright but I can no less make him behave like any less of a dickhead so you have to take the responsibility for your health here
Janis: He don’t appreciate what he’s doing is having that kind of effect, and you wouldn’t appreciate if we had to tell him
Libi: He wouldn’t care, he’d tell you I faked it for the drama and sympathy
Janis: I’ve witnessed enough fake panic attacks when Gracie has lost her favourite shoes and her date is in 10 minutes, like
Janis: We both know you weren’t, me and Jim, who were actually there
Libi: What’s important is he still wouldn’t care
Libi: if I was dead he’d invite China to my grave like Mary Shelley
Janis: The one in your year?
Libi: Asia’s sister who bullied him when we were younger, I��m a twat for pointing that out though since he expects me to believe they’ve been in love, or lust, from afar forever, but cos I’m a massive cockblock there’s the reason he didn’t have a childhood wedding to her instead
Janis: I see
Janis: well, YOU know that that’s clearly not true, there’s been no mention of her since those days
Libi: Yeah, and obviously it’s just a coincidence they made it official on my birthday, not at all about me
Janis: He’s never going to cop to that, however obvious
Libi: Why bother when you can keep on lying and being a prick
Janis: If it were purely about pissing you off or ruining your birthday, then he has to see that out
Janis: he won’t be able to hack it long though, if she’s still a bitch like that
Libi: They’re welcome to each other for the next [however long she went out with Jake because we’re being a bitch]
Janis: I don’t think Jimmy knows anything yet
Janis: and I think he’d still tell him, if it was serious?
Libi: It’s all over socials, that’s how Bobby lets people who care about him find out something like this now
Janis: I’m not sure he uses his now but I’ll forward that as a warning, if nothing else
Janis: He knew this would hurt you, or he’d have approached it differently, that’s not bullshit, whatever he’s said, you know that
Libi: If you hadn’t gifted me Peach, it never would’ve happened
Janis: What could she have to do with anything?
Libi: She lives here in his house, he has a right to be upset
Janis: He loves dogs, he just doesn’t appreciate the gesture
Janis: he’d take whatever cue he was given to do what he wanted, he’d still be angry
Libi: You should’ve picked a less permanent gesture, maybe, a gift that don’t have a literal life span to consider
Janis: If you don’t want her, Jim will keep her
Libi: 1. Of course I want her 2. Jim keeping her wouldn’t solve anything about not consulting his brother beforehand about her or me staying and Bobby focusing all his anger on him about it instead of me is the last thing I’d agree to
Janis: As you pointed out, she’s a living creature, not something to be pushed pillar to post on Bobby’s whim
Janis: and he has been ‘consulted’, I know that for a fact, Jimmy’s spoken to him numerous times about still wanting a relationship with you, what Bobby means is his objection wasn’t listened to and he didn’t get his own way about it
Libi: Alright, but he has a point about not being listened to when it comes to your weird and reckless dog giving decision, the timing’s well bad
Janis: You said you want her, how is it bad timing
Libi: All of our heads are fucked, why’d you bring another living creature into it?
Janis: because you can off-load to her as much as you like, it’s never fucking her head up, that’s why people have pets, it’s legit, not made that up myself
Libi: Seeing her every day means avoiding him as much, and probably his missus, as he calls her
Libi: what good she’ll do for my mental health, that’ll cancel out
Janis: He’s just parroting, I’m sure it’s not that real
Libi: She’s blonde too, btw
Janis: I’ve had a look, from a bottle 🐭
Libi: He had the fucking audacity to tell me she’s been helping him
Libi: What with? His Casey impression? Losing his virginity?
Janis: Nice, if true
Janis: I’m not wholly convinced either
Libi: There’s no chance he’s having deep and meaningfuls with her, before today or after, I wish he would, even if it has to be with China, I hate this
Janis: I know, I wish he would talk to someone, he needs to
Libi: 🤞 doctor’ll refer me at least, feel like I’ve lost the plot whenever I talk to him
Janis: he’s purposefully keeping you on that different page, for his sake, he doesn’t want you to get it
Libi: I know, but knowing doesn’t make it any less shit while it’s happening
Janis: nah, of course it don’t
Libi: I’m tired, I’m gonna go to bed
Janis: Are you on the sofa? Grab the nice blankets from [wherever they are, hidden from general slobby use and dogs]
Libi: Not a good idea, as she’s here, might as well grab my dog from out of her crate to sleep with me
Janis: As good an idea
Janis: and we’re talking to your school soon, you won’t have to be around him, should that still be something you’re not about, alright
Libi: Can you talk to them about getting China moved to a different school, preferably miles away in the far far north of the country?
Janis: Well, I’ll have to be thinking on a good enough reason to get them on side
Libi: I’ll sleep on it, slut shaming her sadly isn’t a good enough reason
Janis: He’s nearly half a year younger than you, remember
Janis: I’m sure she isn’t being a slut anywhere near him, really
Libi: I’m sure she is, he’s tall, nobody remembers that
Janis: No one has ever gone as far as they claim, at your age, trust me
Janis: Take my word for that one thing
Libi: I used my birthday wish before realising the slags of my year needed to factor in, I don’t have a choice really
Janis: I’ll see if he’ll talk to Jim, subtly
Janis: it happens, I should think he remembers how to handle himself around girls but a refresher can’t hurt
Libi: He should talk to Case but we all know that’ll never happen
Janis: Didn’t suggest it for that reason
Janis: I’ve said to Jimmy countless times that either of us will be a verbal punching bag but there it is
Libi: Jim’d always rather be it
Janis: yeah
Janis: but they should talk anyway, let him say some of the things he needs to, maybe things will get better with the rest of yous
Libi: Is he back under your thumb how Bobby reckons? Be honest
Janis: No, of course not, not that that’s how I’d ever have described it, personally
Janis: we’re trying to work together, that’s all
Libi: Okay, that’s what I hoped
Janis: We want more time like today again, including Bobby, ideally but not until he’s calmed down some
Libi: He doesn’t think it’ll ever work, he thinks I’m stupid
Janis: He doesn’t want it to at the minute, I didn’t expect any different
Janis: Jimmy and him have a special kind of bond, like, and I betrayed Jim
Janis: he’s protecting him now the only way he knows how, letting it be known how he feels, it’s okay
Libi: So do me and you, I expected him to get why I can’t just cut you out and hate you, he don’t have to like it, but
Janis: He’s definitely being a little unfair to you, don’t get me wrong
Janis: we’re all fucked in the head by it, like you said, none of us are gonna ace every part of it
Libi: I failed every part earlier, Christ, it was a mess
Janis: You were pretty much in shock
Libi: We’re done, I said, and I’m standing by it
Libi: I can’t keep doing this with him how it is, especially not with her there watching him make me look a twat too from here on
Janis: I’d say that’s a good shout for now, definitely
Janis: focus on yourself, your other friends, we’ll be making sure he’s good, at school and in the important ways, so try not to worry about him at all for a while
Libi: 🤝 I’ll do my best
Janis: All you gotta do 🤞🤝
Libi: Tah again for the parts of my birthday you had some control over
Janis: I know it ain’t gonna make the shortlist of best evers but, hope it was alright
Libi: It ain’t your fault it won’t, you properly did your best
Janis: don’t mention it, part of my job, like
Libi: Needs mentioning when I’ve been such a bitch
Libi: I’m sorry it’s a hard job
Janis: You’re owed some bad behaviour, if we can set the limit at getting us evicted though, yeah, I would appreciate that
Janis: I’m not, whatever I may have said when I was not quite reaching my best
Libi: I love you and whatever Bobby says if I turned out like you I’d only be 🤏 gutted
Janis: the 🤏 is so warranted
Janis: I love you an’ all and you know who that is, however lost you’re feeling right this second
Libi: I thought I was about to die, seriously, not in a Grace way
Libi: and I can’t hack him having that much power over me when I can’t trust him anymore
Janis: I know what you mean, it’s terrifying
Libi: I need another birthday wish
Janis: I’d offer mine but I’m not sure you can borrow that far in advance
Libi: If I’m still feeling the same by then, there’d not be enough hope in more candles than all our birthdays combined, be none
Janis: feels like a very current Bobby move to point out that there’ll be another birthday added to the list by then
Janis: but technically there are no candles so guess the number of wishes stays the same
Libi: It’s okay, I’m not him, you don’t have to keep it off limits as a taboo subject
Janis: It still seems long enough away not to need to push it
Libi: I guess it is, but I’m used to thinking so far ahead when everyone else is asleep
Janis: right now that’s my fault, keeping you when you said you were tired
Libi: I just don’t know what to say to anybody… I feel ridiculous and embarrassed and gross and sad and too thick to be allowed to open my mouth
Janis: oh Libs
Janis: I’ve seen you at your most embarrassing, you can’t top the baby years, nothing you say or do is going to shock us
Libi: Rude, those were my best years…
Libi: she knew who she was, who the fuck am I now?
Libi: maybe he’s right that I’m suffocating, cos I don’t remember how to have a life, make friends, do things
Janis: You do, you know people who aren’t Bobby, just none of them figure as important, you can do it
Libi: It’s really unfair I can’t go back and need to go forward
Janis: tell me about it, girl
Janis: It’ll get easier and feel less strange, the longer you’re there, swear
Libi: Why won’t he just
Janis: I don’t know, I wish I could tell you
Libi: I don’t want it to get easier for him or for me, not in that sense
Libi: to leave each other behind and tell ourselves it’s good, that we belong in the past
Janis: You’ll have a future, it’ll be different but they aren’t going anywhere, he will have to accept that
Libi: But he’s going places I’ll never reach him
Janis: you have to trust he will come back
Libi: I’m not sure he will
Janis: you can’t be, if you could, you’d have no problem
Libi: I used to have a feeling always, intuition or whatever about almost everything 🔮
Janis: boys fuck that up
Libi: Yeah
Janis: Not that I can say boys at my big age, sound like I’m trying to be too relatable and cringe about it
Libi: To be fair, saying men to me at my age’d be weird and sound like you want me to give up and get in Mr Lucas’ boot
Janis: Sincerely hope he’s about when we go down for our meeting 🙏👊
Janis: just like old times
Libi: A light in a dark time, we’d all be cheered up slightly
Janis: bit gutting to include him in that but 😬 once a weirdo always a weirdo, him
Libi: If I get another detention I’ll not go, like you said
Janis: don’t, however tempting the peace and quiet of a boot might seem at the time, been there, not worth it
Libi: I was angry at you, but something’s gotta give with him and her added high on the list, it’s too much rage otherwise, I don’t think I have it in me
Janis: Prioritize, yeah, sensible
Libi: Besides, you did bribe me with a very cute puppy to stop
Janis: I mean, yeah
Janis: pretty top if entirely unreasonable gift
Libi: She’s top, even though the day itself ended up much lower down cos of the near death experience and everything
Janis: you and your shit lungs
Libi: And it wasn’t even what I’d class as a top near death experience, I didn’t hear mum and dad calling to me or nothing
Janis: you was probably still miles away from the bright light, drama queen
Janis: would shit you up if they started screaming
Libi: I’d have a job to hear anything over Jim trying to talk me down off the ledge as if I was trying to kill myself, but he should honestly work for the Samaritans, it was comforting
Janis: Can’t decide if that would give him a sense of purpose or give him ideas, as a hobby goes
Janis: he can be comforting though, always has been
Libi: So was you though, and from what I remember after the party as well
Janis: Can’t pretend there’s a 1 before my age, kicking off would’ve felt great but you know
Libi: You’re always there, like mum, I didn’t ever need to reach for her, she was just so close to me all the time knowing what I wanted
Libi: you have to reach too far for some people and it doesn’t mean they’ll end up with a clue what you want
Janis: She was a good mum, even though she was that young
Janis: maybe because, it’s all she wanted at the time
Libi: You were good too, even though you were that young and you didn’t ask to be my mum
Janis: Telling you to shut up goes against telling you you’re not embarrassing or gross and whatever but
Janis: dunno what my new hormones are capable of yet
Libi: It’s okay, my hormones are taking the piss lately too
Janis: Being a girl does, big time
Janis: can’t be crying in the tescos like a mental person here, Christ
Libi: Why are you in Tescos when I’m spilling my guts here? Bit rude
Janis: We ran out of [basic household necessities], soz, I haven’t broadcast it over the tannoy, like
Libi: Oh no, I’m deprived of their advice in aisle 5, could’ve been perfect insight into my messy life
Janis: All the 👩🦳👩🦳s that reckon they know it all, like they weren’t tucked away in a laundry or whatever the fuck
Libi: China’d deffo get put in one for being a temptress, they were still about
Janis: Church can’t even do you that favour, honestly 🙄
Libi: Finding faith as a hobby goes, to fill the void, unlikely, sure Jesus would be my new best friend, but at what cost?
Janis: Personality? Body weight? Ask Ro
Libi: He’d fancy that I washed Bobby’s missus’ feet or something, at least sat down and had dinner with her, I’m alright for all of it
Janis: 🤣 fuck’s sake
Janis: fairness, kid stood no chance, they’re all like that
Libi: I’d pray she cheats on him same as her last boyfriend
Janis: Bob knows about that, yeah?
Libi: The whole year does, he weren’t bothered by the smaller dramas but I’d not leave him out of the loop on anything that big
Janis: Just checking
Janis: definitely not serious, if that’s her rep
Libi: Their mum has cheated on every man she’s ever been with America said, with a margin for how often she lies, the truth must still be loads of times
Janis: Wouldn’t surprise me, Asia was the worst of that little bunch by a mile, which was saying something
Libi: Like, I’m aware of the irony of us talking about this right now, but
Janis: Alright, maybe not the best two but only two, nevertheless
Janis: I could run a pissing laundry, those numbers
Libi: I’m temporarily missing you off my hit list, lucky for you
Janis: Aisle 5’ll have worse to say, don’t you worry
Libi: The whole year might have shit to say to me when I go back, they all think he’s my boyfriend, meaning they’ll reckon I was dumped for her
Janis: What’s your plan for it?
Libi: I don’t have one yet
Janis: You’ve got the time your appointment gives you
Libi: Thankfully, I’ve no ideas at the minute
Janis: Let them clarify, I bet they will
Libi: Gross, I could win money putting a bet on how I know they will
Janis: Not the first or the last to utilize it, even I can’t take credit
Libi: Cliche for a reason, exactly
Janis: Effective for him, if people are finally paying attention
Libi: I’m genuinely off to bed now, we’re at my limit
Janis: Alright, give Peach some love from us
Libi: [a pic illustrating that she is]
Libi: Goodnight
Janis: Nanight
Janis: Have you checked Insta?
Jimmy: [potentially after a pause because he might be asleep/getting ready for bed but obvs before Bobby has loudly bowled back in either with or without this gal lol cos never knows how loud he is]
Jimmy: Fuck’s sake, what’s gone on now?
Janis: Not necessarily fuck’s sake level but Bobby has some news he’s shared with his feed but not us
Janis: well, I don’t think you know?
Jimmy: Be why Libs went poorly
Jimmy: hang on, I’ll have a look
Janis: I’ve spoken to her about all that, think it made her feel 🤏 better but
Janis: told her she can’t be pulling stunts like that over him, to sort herself out, like
Jimmy: Do we know that lass from somewhere?
Janis: Asia’s kid sister, the one in their year
Jimmy: She were Mary, ‘course
Janis: 🐑 upgrade, well done, kid
Jimmy: Little dickhead back then, her, but 🤞
Janis: Apparently not now, according to him
Janis: Libi is obviously not on the same team about that but she has reason
Jimmy: Long as her and her 🦷🦷 are behaving nowadays, no need for us both to have same reaction as the birthday girl about it
Janis: nah, just didn’t want them randomly showing up and making you wonder what year it is
Janis: clearly shock was the reaction he was going for so I’ll get ahead of him just to be a dick
Jimmy: He’s not in yet, be waiting up for him now I’ve heard to find out how far he’s reckoning he’ll push it with her sleeping on the settee tonight
Janis: I know what we’d have done but
Janis: he isn’t us, who can say
Jimmy: Can say what I’d still put my money on
Janis: yeah, sorry if this woke you but I remember how he enters a room so
Jimmy: You’re alright, and a mate for the heads up he weren’t fancying chucking us
Janis: hitting the teen years with a vengeance now 😈👿
Jimmy: Be about right, far as pisstaking timing and bollocks I could do without goes
Janis: 😈👿 advocate, he reckons this a top distraction for you?
Janis: see the logic, teenage boy logic but nevertheless
Jimmy: Top fuck you for not packing up the car on his say so, more like, and the rest
Janis: none of us best speak to this girl, get such a complex
Janis: Libs is convinced it’s all about her too
Jimmy: See her logic, teenage lass based or nah, today of all days he’s posting he’s got himself a new missus
Jimmy: convenient coincidence if it were, that
Janis: alright, marple 😏
Janis: ‘course he’s buzzing that none of us will be hugely
Janis: but maybe he does just fancy her as his own distraction as well
Jimmy: I get it, whenever he don’t fancy a chat he can tell her his phone’s dead
Janis: exactly, you wish you could’ve got me to fuck off that easily
Jimmy: Never did commit to the fake deafness hard enough, too much to juggle without the rumour about us being famous off [whatever hollyoaks style teen soap people reckoned he was in back in the day when he first arrived] being for real
Janis: if only they knew how so-so your acting was, yeah
Jimmy: Save it for when they’re back and I have to play the role of disappointed dad over our kid treating the place like an hotel
Janis: cue sighing as you wipe up an imaginary spill on the counter with your tea towel, see it now
Janis: but you’re more likely to need to hold Libs back, she’s being a right cow about her, like
Jimmy: Soz to her I can’t help being a bit chuffed he’s getting himself out there, pissing about and lasses off how a normal lad his age would do, weren’t reckoning there’d come a day at one point
Janis: I know, me too, not that you heard that from us
Janis: after she’s had her time to be devvo about it, hopefully she’ll do the same
Jimmy: She were you, she’d do the same tomorrow ready or not, ‘cause she’s gutted
Janis: 🙄 Christ, what an embarrassing age
Jimmy: Watching this space for some dickhead lad at the door an’ all before the happy couple have had a minute
Janis: looking like a long lost relative, undoubtedly
Jimmy: ✔️
Janis: Unless you’re hoping she’s not quite that much like me, as we all should be
Jimmy: You might be, but I’ll live if she turns out to be owt like you, her an’ all
Janis: Yeah, you’re definitely half-asleep still, being this nice
Jimmy: There’s something to hope for, be knackered for work tomorrow this rate
Janis: Have we ever had to discuss a curfew with them? 🤔 What’s standard?
Jimmy: What kind of question’s that?
Jimmy: pair of ‘em didn’t used to be off nowhere but [a cinema they like and some food places they like, that kinda thing]
Janis: I’m not going on mumsnet, more your crowd, go on and get your flirt on for advice
Jimmy: Tah for that heads up an’ all then, it’s a good shout and I will do
Janis: Any time, mate
Jimmy: 👍
Jimmy: be needing to sit him down and discuss all sorts else, won’t I?
Janis: Potentially, but like, he probably knows, right
Janis: I knew at that age
Jimmy: Probably ain’t he 100% does do, though, is it?
Janis: Yeah, you’re right, got to be responsible
Jimmy: And I’ll have to leg it down the school to have a go about nobody giving us a ring back and put a rush on them lot sorting something, she can’t sign for him this new lass, bloody hell
Janis: Just tell me what day/lunch break/whatever you can and I’ll be there
Janis: they’ll have to give him their presentation printouts and handwritten instructions in the meantime, let them struggle with that before they can’t deal any longer
Jimmy: No choice but to fit it in soon as, sound of how fuming Libi is, what she’d be signing to him in lessons won’t help him pass no exams
Janis: It’s always been a bullshit ‘solution’, they can finally do their jobs, we’ll get it sorted
Jimmy: I let it go on as there were no stopping her but
Janis: We did
Janis: and when he was a little kid, Ian would’ve had to hire someone, you couldn’t
Janis: he’s done alright, but now he needs someone proper, can’t rely on her
Jimmy: She were you she wouldn’t be about to rely on, I should probably check the settee ain’t just a pile of blankets, like
Janis: I stayed for ages, you were snoring like a pig with Peach doing the same, tah very much
Jimmy: Can’t be doing a full blown runner with her lungs any road, end up in the hospital not the train station
Janis: She won’t, it’s not her style
Jimmy: Dunno how much comfort that is, lying here waiting to find out what her style might be
Janis: You know, if anything she don’t know when to leave him alone, stop trying
Jimmy: Make you feel better? It don’t me
Janis: Not really
Janis: but I know we can’t get in the middle of it
Janis: if it’s a lover’s tiff, which is how it feels to her, we can’t treat it like a family affair, fuck up their heads
Jimmy: Right you are, mate
Janis: Do you not agree?
Janis: don’t have to, I’m hardly an expert
Jimmy: What about how I said it makes you reckon I don’t?
Janis: I dunno, the ambiguity of a 👍 energy, genuine or sarky?
Jimmy: Come on, you can trust yourself this far with knowing what you’re on about
Janis: Can I?
Janis: still just feels like I’m making it up as we go along
Jimmy: Might be how it always feels, as we’re so used to it, don’t mean you’ve no common sense
Janis: think you’re doing alright too, as it goes
Jimmy: I’m trying, don’t seem it to our kid, but there we go
Janis: His way or the highway, like you said, nothing but is what he wants to hear
Janis: he’ll grow out of it
Jimmy: 50/50 chance
Jimmy: less Ian’s included
Janis: don’t reckon it’s as simple as all that anyway
Jimmy: Nor me, nowt’s ever as simple as all that
Janis: If only, eh
Jimmy: If only, girl
Janis: Now we really sound about 100
Jimmy: First time for everything
Janis: S’a new you, for sure
Jimmy: Wouldn’t put it past her to use her candles, state of the old me, be why
Janis: I don’t need 3 guesses to know at best you were cheekily tacked on the end
Jimmy: Went well for her, poor cow
Janis: know it’s our fault but
Janis: it’s not healthy, how they were
Jimmy: 🤏 our fault for being such bad role models, but nah, you’re bang on again, something had to give for them as well as us
Janis: guess so
Jimmy: They’ll both end up having some space, however heavy handed he went about it don’t change the fact needed doing
Janis: There were no way else to go about it, drifting apart weren’t on the horizon, she’ll get it, once she’s there too
Jimmy: I don’t doubt she’ll never be on about saying tah to him or this lass for it but still it’ll do them both a favour, long run
Janis: She don’t need to, if that were what he were after, be the worrying thing
Janis: but it’s not
Jimmy: Obvious what he’s after, like you said before
Janis: feel like everything just makes me sad these days, even good things
Jimmy: Know the feeling, my dear
Janis: Fuck sake, how do we stop
Jimmy: Knew that I’d cancel my doctor’s appointment and crack on telling him to sod his happy pills
Janis: Why?
Jimmy: What?
Janis: I don’t even fucking know
Janis: just that we should all be heavily medicated so I won’t be long after you, I reckon
Jimmy: His and hers
Jimmy: don’t sound so bad to me put like that
Janis: you said it was BFF matching only from now on
Jimmy: Did I? Mates rates then, bound to have a group discount
Janis: Wow, you’ve already forgot about being matching heads in jars, some mate 🎻
Jimmy: Something about how you look covered in paint makes it hard to remember owt else, takes us right back to my 🎨 homework
Janis: Traumatic memories of bowl cuts and thick-rimmed glasses, yeah, what a time it was
Jimmy: Tah for reminding us an’ all to hide the scissors before Libi cuts herself a DIY 💔 fringe
Janis: 😱😱😱
Janis: remember when she cut their hair, looked like they had mange
Jimmy: Be dead awkward if she reckoned there were a career in it for her
Janis: I SHOULD make her do her work experience at the salon, you’re right 😏
Jimmy: Nowt else she can be mates with the blue rinse brigade, always with your nan, be well in off the practice
Janis: I’ll float the idea, as she reckons she has no idea how to make any mates
Jimmy: I dunno if it’ll cheer her but it will me, chuffed to bits at the idea of them lot gatecrashing of a night
Janis: should’ve never stopped being a barista boy, you
Janis: not enough old ladies in [whatever it is exactly Jimothy does]
Jimmy: Advertisers missing a trick, what could be fitter than a blue rinse? And you watch it catch on when Libs has one to keep up with her new mates
Janis: So a fringe’s a no go but you’re alright with that? 😂
Jimmy: DIY’s the no go, be rough at school for a bit as is without the target on her forehead showing through her uneven fringe for every dickhead
Janis: She can handle herself, she’ll surprise herself with it
Janis: the shit people have to say is never as 🎯 as they wanna believe/you worry about when you’re first the target, like
Jimmy: Dagenham or whatever her bloody name is might take after her big sister far as 🧠’s go, no worries there then
Janis: Fucking names and 🦷🦷 alone are all the ammunition she needs for a clap back so
Jimmy: What is her name before she shows up here? Tokyo?
Janis: You’re killing me
Janis: China, think Asia but smaller, should get you to remember
Jimmy: Fucking hell Suze, you outdid yourself with that one, love
Janis: galaxy 🧠 behaviour
Janis: she should’ve kept to her continent theme and kept going but
Jimmy: I’d be beyond keen to see the dad she picked out for Africa
Janis: I’d not ‘cos it’d be mine and I want less than this much to do with them again, nevermind DNA shared, tah
Jimmy: Dunno about that, keeps us on our toes does Suze, more than likely be someone from Tokyo
Janis: Could be you if you’re that keen
Jimmy: Have her ‘round for a little chat about Romeo and Juliet the next generation, see where we end up
Janis: Well she combined North and South America into one kid so that’s less hassle for you
Jimmy: The kid I’m having with her ain’t called Antarctica, I don’t want it, send it there out my sight
Janis: 🐧❄️☃️
Jimmy: Suits how frosty the reception’ll be morning after
Janis: Poor Suze
Jimmy: Oi, from her, always charming, me
Janis: Oh, I thought you were gonna crack on trying a new bad boy thing like Bob
Jimmy: She don’t let ‘em hang about what I’ve heard, gotta prepare myself 🩹
Janis: You’ll be grand, boy
Janis: stand around too long, she’ll cover you over in crushed velvet
Jimmy: *leopard print
Jimmy: which I’d look well fit in
Janis: try your luck then
Jimmy: 👌
Janis: 🐆 camo or nah, still be able to find you
Jimmy: Good, be gutted to lose you
Janis: Swear?
Janis: ‘cos the freezer aisle is feeling a little too 🥶 now
Jimmy: Only on my life which ain’t worth loads at the minute, but
Janis: it is to me
Janis: priceless like a 🏺 yeah
Jimmy: There you go then, I swear
Janis: Good 😁
Jimmy: 😁☀️
Jimmy: ‘til I hear the door go at least and it’s either him or them pair both
Janis: Bit full on, which he deserves the embarrassment but you don’t the Lucas rep of it all
Janis: save your 😁☀️ for decorating really bad cakes
Jimmy: *for you
Janis: yeah but made me sound a bit full on myself, or full of, nothing new there
Jimmy: Saved you from it, you’re alright
Janis: Tah 🦸♂️
Jimmy: Fancy seeing me in tights again, I get it, been too long for all of us
Janis: Only fair, you got a paint-covered throwback
Jimmy: Weren’t fair, I’m still thinking about it
Janis: did kill the mood a 🤏 with her asthma attack, were having a good time
Jimmy: Yeah, but I’ll leave it out chucking loads of guilt over him sec he walks in, however much I want to right now
Janis: I know, gotta resist the urge, couldn’t have known she’d stop breathing about it, however much he fancied pissing her off with his own stunt
Jimmy: Best behaviour or I can’t have a go at him for being a dickhead and we can’t have that
Janis: Someone does need to have a word, yeah
Jimmy: That’ll be me, nobody else’s job, they’d not hack it now he’s 😈👿
Janis: I could
Jimmy: It’d go nowhere good if you did do
Janis: I still think he might act like less of a 😈👿 to the rest of you if he could have it out with us but
Janis: it is ultimately up to you
Jimmy: I can’t stop him if that’s what he really wants, knows where your inbox is, up to him, that
Janis: True, he hasn’t tried so maybe he isn’t interested in taking it out on me
Jimmy: Don’t reckon he’ll be interested in sod all else now he’s got a continent for a missus, dodged that bullet, you
Janis: I’d say phew but
Jimmy: You’d rather be hit by it, I know
Janis: I still deserve it
Jimmy: I ain’t gonna give you the answer you’re after hearing and tell you yeah you do
Janis: I know you won’t, I know you
Jimmy: But you can have it for that, yeah you do
Janis: when it felt like I didn’t anymore, that we were strangers
Janis: that was the hardest, harder than now, for me
Jimmy: I’d know you anywhere
Janis: I see you now, just lost, for a while
Jimmy: Piss easy for me, always has been
Janis: shouldn’t let you wander, like
Jimmy: Don’t, keep us close
Jimmy: who knows where I’ll be else
Janis: I have to, I can’t imagine you anywhere else
Jimmy: Nor me
Janis: I’d have had to get on the tracks if you’d run away when he wanted
Janis: not to be dramatic or anything but
Jimmy: It weren’t ever even a might do
Janis: I can’t lose you
Jimmy: You
Jimmy: I need you
Janis: I need you, always will
1 note
·
View note
Gimme Shelter - 7
Here it is, the last chapter of Gimme Shelter. It took me a while to write it, I kinda had a hard time to let Kat and Henry go... I'm going to miss them. I hope you like the ending I chose for these two. If so, please let me know by leaving a comment, reblog or like. Feedback is much appreciated. 💜
Pairing: Henry Cavill x OFC (Kat Spencer)
Words: ~ 4.5 k
Summary: Henry has to deal with a personal crisis and he finds shelter with his old rugby mate Sam and his sister Kat. She used to be Henry’s best friend a very long time ago. Will they be able to become friends again or maybe even more? Chapter 7: An important conversation, a celebration and lots of love.
You can find the previous chapters and my other fics on my masterlist!
Warnings: RPF, mention of mental health issues, smut, sex (p in v), vanilla, unprotected sex, nsfw, 18+, fluff
UNBETA'ED! English is not my mother tongue, so expect bad grammar, wrong spelling, chaotic punctuation and clumsy language. All mistakes are mine…
I got a little help with a certain paragraph, thank you so much @sillyrabbit81 for your advice and your support. Love ya 💕
Credits: Pics for the moodboard from Pinterest. Face claims: Kat = Jennifer Connelly
Disclaimer: I don’t know the real Henry Cavill or anyone who's related to him in any way, this is pure fiction and a lot of wishful thinking.
Tag list (let me know if you want to be added or removed)
@lunedelorient @inlovewithhisblueeyes @willkatfanfromasia @hell1129-blog @mis-lil-red @agniavateira @kebabgirl67 @omgkatinka @legendarywizarddetective @summersong69 @taebfada @xxxkatxo @artandotherdelights @notabronte @littlefreya @luclittlepond @eldarwen333 @meowpurrbooks @marantha @liliumdream @enchantedbytomandhenry @greensleeves888 @witcherfan @margauxmargaux07 @radaofrivia @m07belzen @a-little-counter-esperanto @starstruckkittyangel @mary-ann84 @sillyrabbit81 @emelinelovesjc @wheretheriversrunintothesea @lam0ureuxq @kingliam2019
Let the grand finale begin....
***********
"There's no need to be nervous, Kat."
Henry gave her a smile before taking a sip of his coffee.
They were sitting at their gate, waiting to board the plane that was going to fly them to Jersey.
"I know", Kat sighed, shaking her head slowly, "but I still am. I haven't seen your family in years, there will be so many people I don't know…"
"And they will love you. Look, Kitty, today is gonna be relaxed. You'll meet my parents, my brothers and their families and that's it. Just a casual dinner. Tomorrow there will be the celebration and I promise you it's gonna be great. My folks know how to party," he winked at her with a grin, "and on Sunday everyone except for my parents will be gone and we have a whole week to relax and just enjoy the island and our time together. Okay?"
"Okay," she smiled at him and took a bite of the muffin she had bought at one of the airport cafes, "I'll try to relax. Just distract me, tell me something... anything."
"That's the text for Instagram. The open letter to my fans and followers."
"Well, actually there's really something I want to talk to you about", Henry said reluctantly. He grabbed his phone and opened his google docs. "I need your opinion on this." He gave her his mobile.
Kat saw that the display showed a long text. "What's that?"
"I see," Kat chewed on her lip, looking him in the eyes, "and you want me to proofread it?"
"I want to know what you think about it."
"Alright. Let's see."
She stared at the words on the screen with a beating heart. Henry had been working on this statement quite a while now and she knew it would include his plans for the future. They had talked about different scenarios but she didn't know what he'd finally decided to do with his life and his work. She was curious but at the same time she was scared because many of these scenarios meant that he was going to leave St. Ives and her life. She took a deep breath and started to read.
The statement was deep and of unabashed openness. The way Henry described what he had gone through in the past year was very touching and she had to fight back tears several times. Relief flooded her when she read that he was asking his fans to give him a little more time to reorientate and that he intended to remain in the background for a little longer, stating that he was very happy at the sanctuary he had found and that good friends had given him shelter. What left her completely amazed was the last paragraph.
"Kal is going to take over your Instagram?"
Henry grinned sheepishly.
"Yeah. For a while. I think it's a good solution. I'm going to post pictures of him with captions that let people know what I'm doing without giving up my privacy until I'm ready to return and face the public again. It's my way of letting my fans be a part of my life although I'm not really present. I want to share what I'm up to but not the way I used to do it. I want to do more than promotion and I want to be more than a thirst trap, Kitty."
"You're much more than that, Hen", she took his hands in hers, looking at him with a frown, "so much more."
He gave her a grateful smile.
"I know that but many people don't and that's my own fault. The way I've presented myself on social media was very one-sided in the last year and it will be interesting to find out how many of my 17 Mio followers still like me when all they'll get to see in the next weeks is my dog. The ones that remain are the ones that count and in the future I want them to see who I am and what's important to me. I have picked three topics I want to concentrate on. First: conversation and protection of species in cooperation with Durrell. Second: mental health, focusing on problems men often face. I want to found a charitable trust that helps and supports men with mental health issues and that raises awareness of that topic. Thirdly: Fitness, because it's such an important part of my life. I want to show how good moving can make you feel but I also want to show the risks of overdoing it and that even very fit people can still have body issues and how I deal with these issues myself."
"First of all I think the statement you want to post is great. It's so sincere and you open up so much... It's a risk because you expose yourself but I think people will appreciate your honesty and I'm sure many can identify with what you've been through. And your plans sound fantastic, Henry. I know how important these topics are to you and you're going to be a great ambassador for all of this because it's authentic. This is you, people will notice and appreciate that." She couldn't help but give him a spontaneous hug. "God, Henry, I'm so happy for you."
Henry let out a sigh and shrugged, looking at Kat with an expression full of doubt and insecurity.
"What do you think?"
He hugged her back, pulling her into a tight embrace. "That's such a relief, Kat. I was worried it might sound stupid."
"Not a bit! It sounds perfect. But what about work? Do you already know where to go with your job?"
He took a deep breath.
"Yes. I want to return to filming but I want to leave my comfort zone a bit and try to get different kinds of roles. I'll have to talk to my agent and hope that he can find some interesting projects for me. I also thought about going on the stage again. Back to the roots, maybe I will find a theater that is willing to give me a chance. But that's just an idea, I'm open to anything. I just know for sure that I love my job. I want to be an actor and I'm ready to work again."
"And you will work again. I'm sure. Are you going to tell your family about your plans?"
"Sure. It will be a great relief for them to see that I'm back on track."
"Of course. It's a relief for me too."
"I know…"
They were interrupted by the announcement that boarding was about to start and so they got on the plane, heading to Jersey with a pretty good feeling.
****
36 hours later Kat was still feeling pretty good. The garden party was in full swing and she really enjoyed the jolly atmosphere, the food, the drinks and most of all Henry's company. His family had given her a very warm welcome and so she had a very good time. The garden was beautifully decorated and lit by countless torches, candles and chinese lanterns. A local band was playing cover songs on a little stage and a clown was entertaining the children.
It was almost midnight when Henry turned to her with a smile.
"Time for the big surprise."
"Can't wait. You've been such a mystery-monger lately."
"I know, but you'll soon know why."
"Well, you want to surprise your mum. Isn't that the reason?" Kat was visibly confused and Henry gave her one of his perfectly imperfect winks.
"My mum and...you. Maybe?"
He went away with a grin and left Kat with a beating heart. What kind of surprise could he possibly have for her? On his mother's birthday? She smoothened out her plain black dress with a nervous gesture before she followed Henry with her eyes, her arms resting on the cocktail table right in front of the stage. When he grabbed the microphone, Kat assumed he wanted to hold a speech, maybe telling his family and friends about his future plans but when he turned to the band leader for a whispered exchange she knew there was more to it. Henry nodded at each of the band members and Kat could tell he was nervous by his body language.
"Hello everyone," his deep voice echoed through the speakers, "I'm sorry to interrupt, I know everyone is having a great time and don't worry, I'm not going to bore you with a speech, but I still have prepared a little something. A surprise."
He flashed a bright smile at his mother, ignoring the teasing cheers and whistles coming from his brothers.
"Mum, I racked my brain over a special present for weeks. What would make you happy? What would surprise you? Eventually I had this idea I knew you'd love but that really got me out of my comfort zone. I worked hard on it and I hope you and everybody else will like the result." Henry cleared his throat with a sheepish smile.
"Come on man, spill it." That was Henry's younger brother Charlie and Kat couldn't help but chuckle when his older brother Simon joined in.
"Yeah, Hen, the suspense is killing us."
Henry shook his head, laughing and Marianne Cavill shushed her sons with an amused smile.
"Okay, well... I'm going to sing for you."
"Oh please, spare us. You can't sing." Charlie again, he'd always been a cheeky guy and obviously he hadn't changed a bit. Henry laughed out loud, pointing his finger at Charles.
"Right, brother, that's why I took lessons. I spent many, many hours at our neighbour's who is a vocal coach. Kat is my witness."
All eyes turned on her now and she couldn't give them much more than a shrug, a nod and a smile to confirm his words. She wasn't able to say anything, but her mind was racing. He had been taking singing lessons with Mel, who had been a music teacher and vocal coach before her marriage. The revelation hit her hard and unexpected, flooding her with relief and a hint of shame. She had been so suspicious all this time without a reason. Nothing had been going on between Hen and Mel, nothing inappropriate, nothing intimate. He had been telling the truth.
Henry's voice interrupted her thoughts and she took a deep breath, turning her attention to what was happening on stage.
The band started to play and Kat immediately recognized the song, Green, Green Grass of Home, and when Henry began to sing she was completely captivated by his full, warm and dark voice. He did great up there and it didn't take people long to pull out lighters and smartphones to wave them in the air to the slow rhythm of the song, creating a sea of lights that illuminated the garden.
"Well...I better get started before I chicken out and change my mind." He nodded at the band with a grateful smile.
"We only had the chance to rehearse two times so please be lenient with me. Thanks guys for playing along and allowing me to take over... Anyway, I've prepared three songs. Enjoy."
Kat looked at Mrs Cavill, no, at Marianne -it still felt strange to call her by her first name- and she was beaming, tears of pride and joy sparkling in her eyes. Kat was incredibly happy and proud too, it just felt so good to see Henry perform, completely at ease with himself, confident and charming as ever.
The next song seemed to be some kind of family hymn. After only a few lines of Neil Diamond's Sweet Caroline everybody was singing along, even the kids, and Kat joined in, soaking up the jolly atmosphere and the good mood that was so infectious. Henry obviously had a great time too. He was smiling all over his face and it made Kat glad to see him so relaxed and happy. Before he began singing the last song, he spoke softly into the microphone.
"The next one is for everyone who's in love. Grab your loved ones and get on the dancefloor, it's time for slow-dancing", and after a little pause he added, "this one's for you, Kat."
I know that you've been hurt before
He looked her straight in the eyes and his words sent shivers down her spine. She noticed the curious glances people gave her and she knew she was blushing but she did her best to pretend to be cool, calm and collected, taking a sip of her red wine. When the music set in, Kat easily recognized the song. It was a slow version -Henry's version- of a Curtis Stigers song and she already loved it after the first few words. She knew the lyrics by heart and thinking about them awoke the butterflies in her belly.
Happy couples filled the dancefloor looking lovingly at each other, dancing slowly to the music. Henry's full voice was perfect for the song and he kept looking at Kat. Their eyes were locked and to her it felt like no one else was around, like Henry was singing just for her.
But that won't happen anymore, no no
Just give your heart to me
And I'll guard it with my life
I don't know what I'd do
Baby, without you
His words found their way right into her heart and for the first time in 22 years she felt ready to finally let go of the past, to completely trust him again, to believe him and to forgive him.
You're all that matters to me
The ground that you walk
The air that you breathe
Someday you'll discover
I don't want no other, believe me
You're all that matters, baby
All that matters to me
She realized that a teardrop was rolling down her cheek and she wiped it away hastily. Concern was showing in Henry's eyes when he saw that she was crying but the smile she gave him showed him it was a tear of joy and relief flooded him. He couldn't wait to finish the song now, couldn't wait to dance with Kat, to hold her in his arms.
Loud applause followed his performance, accompanied by calls for an encore that he declined politely with a shy smile. Henry made sure to tell the band to continue with some ballads and after receiving some very tight hugs and kisses from his extremely happy and proud mother he finally joined Kat at their table.
"Fancy a dance?" He offered her his hand with a charming smirk.
She nodded and took his hand, following him to the dance floor where he pulled her close. They swayed slowly to "You Are The Sunshine of my life" for a while without saying anything, content with just looking at each other, before Kat broke the silence.
"You were great up there."
"You liked it?"
"I loved it, Hen. You have a wonderful voice. Mel seems to be a good coach." Kat gave him a sheepish smile.
"Yeah, she is. Once she'd realized that I wasn't interested in more than singing lessons she was very professional and pretty strict."
Henry grinned at her, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"It was supposed to be a surprise and I wanted you to trust me." He shrugged, giving her a tender smile.
"And I didn't. I let you down. I was such an idiot, Henry. I should have believed you, I am so sor…"
"No, Kitty, please... don't apologize, okay?" He looked at her with a frown, seriousness showing in his eyes. "You had every right to be mistrustful, I understand that. Just tell me that you think you will be able to trust me again some day."
"I already do. I…"
They bumped into another couple and it wasn't the first time. The dance floor was crowded and everyone was keen on congratulating Henry on his performance. It felt like every single party guest was watching them.
"Wanna leave?"
"Yes," Kat nodded with a smile.
****
"It's so peaceful, isn't it?"
"It is. It's beautiful." Kat squeezed Henry's hand before resting her head against his shoulder. They were walking down the beach along the dark shore, that was romantically enlightened by a bright full moon hand, in hand. The sea was calm, just giving off its soothing sounds and a cool breeze that made Kat shiver. Henry took off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.
"Thanks", Kat said with a smile, "not only for the jacket but for bringing me here and for this wonderful night."
"Did you enjoy the party?"
"Of course, it was so much fun and I loved your performance. Especially the third song."
Henry stopped walking and turned to her, taking both of her hands in his, looking her deep in the eyes.
"Every single word was true, Kat. I meant it. I'd never hurt you again. You're really all that matters to me. I know you find it hard to believe me, but…"
"I believe you," Kat cut in, "I felt it. I feel it now."
Henry stared at her. "You do?"
"Fuck, yes, I do!" Kat threw her head back, laughing out loud, feeling incredibly happy and light-hearted all of the sudden. "And I feel the same, Hen. Exactly the same."
She cupped his face with her hands and did what she had been longing to do for so long. She kissed him. It was a gentle kiss, almost shy and when Henry felt her mouth on his, her soft lips united with his, skin on skin, no tongue, just tenderness and love, he was beyond happy and savoured every single second.
When Kat pulled away reluctantly he rested his forehead against hers taking a deep breath.
"I feel like 17 again", he whispered.
Kat laughed softly at his words. "So do I. It feels great."
The next kiss started off just like the previous one, innocent and sweet, but when Henry pulled Kat close to deepen the kiss all the bottled-up sexual tension and energy, all the suppressed passion and desire of more than 20 years erupted and they started to make out hungrily, starving for love and intimacy. After a while things really heated up and Henry was the one to put the brakes on when Kat started to fumble with his fly.
"If you don't want me to take you right here we better take it to the bedroom, Kitty", Henry sighed, his voice thick with arousal and desire.
"Well, I've never done it on the beach…", Kat smirked, biting her lower lip.
"Seriously? Here?" Henry took a look around checking if the coast was clear.
"I was joking, Hen. I hate having sand in every pore." Kat nudged him with a grin. "Just take me home."
They made it to the cottage in record time and started to undress each other right in the little hallway, kissing and fumbling like teenagers. While Kat was unzipping Henry's trousers, he was unsuccessfully trying to open her bra.
"Front clasp, Hen", Kat explained to him breathlessly.
"Fuck", Henry chuckled, "I swear I'm not gonna be that clueless once I'll have you naked."
"Good," she answered with a lewd smile, stripping off her bra when he'd finally managed to open it, standing in front of him in just her panties.
"God, you're beautiful, Kitty." Henry let his eyes wander all over her body while stepping out of his pants. He took off his socks and now he was facing her naked too, except for his briefs.
"You don't look so bad yourself, pop."
She grabbed him by the hem of his underwear, pulling him close for another kiss. Kat gasped when he lifted her up effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his waist, feeling his hard-on pressing against her wet panties. She moaned into his mouth when he moved his hips, dry humping her teasingly. Henry carried Kat to his bedroom and laid her down on the bed. He stripped off her pants before he did the same with his and when they finally were both naked he climbed on top of her, looking her deep in the eyes, before kissing her again. It was a long, slow kiss and Kat let her fingers run over his back till they reached his butt. She squeezed his ass and pulled him close, sighing with lust when Henry started to kiss her tits and to suck her nipples. She reached between her legs and grabbed his dick that was pretty impressive, giving it a few strokes that made him moan loudly.
"Fuck, Kat...I need you…I need to feel you...now."
She brought the tip of his cock to her entrance, bucking her hips, inviting him in.
"Take me. I'm yours, Henry."
"Are you on birth control?"
"I am, don't worry. Just go for it. Please."
Her words weren't more than a hoarse whisper but Henry heard them crystal clear. He moaned again when he realized that it was finally going to happen. He was about to make love to Kat and it was like a dream come true. A hot, sexy, wet dream and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He penetrated Kat slowly, gently, enjoying the moment that marked the beginning of their first time.
"God, Hen…", Kat moaned softly as he stretched her pussy, kneading his ass and lifting her hips to meet him halfway, "you feel great."
"I love you, Henry," she whispered before she came with a loud moan. She arched her back and Henry felt the shiver that ran through her body and the contraction of her pussy that tightened around his cock. The feelings that flooded him were more than Henry could take and he cried her name out loud when he got off, releasing an enormous amount of cum and the thought of filling her up like this made him thrust into her cunt hard and deep one last time. "Fuck...Kitty." He collapsed on top of her, gasping and panting, holding her tight, pressing a kiss on her lips. Henry looked her in the eyes with a loving smile.
He started to move slowly once he filled her completely, looking her in the eyes. It was impossible to turn back time. He wasn't her first, she wasn't his first but he still intended to make their first time together feel special, he didn't want to fuck her mindless, he wanted to make tender love to her. He thrusted a little faster and deeper now and Kat followed his rhythm, her gaze resting on his face. They shared another sensual kiss, moving in sync for a wonderful long time, prolonging the intimate moment as much as possible, enjoying the sensation of closeness, their bodies and souls connected.
Henry's moans got louder, turning into raspy grunts which was a great turn on for Kat, who was a panting mess. Breathing heavily she was getting closer to cumming with every thrust that hit her cervix, with every stroke, brushing against her g-spot, with his lower body pressing and rubbing against her clit. She watched Henry, who had his head bent back now, eyes half closed, his upper body propped up on his elbows that were placed left and right of her torso. She wrapped her legs around him, making him go even deeper before she grabbed his head and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. They locked eyes and his gaze was full of tenderness, his pupils tinted black and filled with lust.
"I love you too, Kat."
A few minutes later they were lying side by side, holding hands, their faces turned to each other.
"We should have done that 22 years ago."
Henry grinned at Kat, stroking her cheek with his thumb.
"I doubt it would have been so good. Teenage Kat was very self-conscious and a little prude and I guess teenage Henry wasn't a pro at handling this weapon right from the start." Kat touched his dick and gave him a teasing wink that made Henry chuckle.
"Right. We've come a long way. It just feels like we've wasted so much time...all these years."
"We can't change that, Hen", Kat said, "but we can make the most of the time that's still to come. Let's just be happy together from now on. Let's spend as much time together as possible, let's have lots and lots of fucking great sex, let's have fun, let's share our joys and sorrows, let's share our lives."
****
Epilogue
Two years later.
Kat sat at her desk in her office with a happy smile on her face. Mr. Darcy was sleeping on her lap and she held a letter in her hands. Bringing it close to her nose she took a deep breath, smelling Henry's scent, his tangy, musky cologne. It was a habit they had established in the last years. Whenever Henry and Kat were separated for more than a few days they sent each other love letters. Handwritten in ink, the exclusive, handmade writing paper perfumed with their odours, the lines filled with their love. The letters usually weren't long, most of the time they shared just short poems or simply a few sentences about how their days had been without each other. It was their old fashioned way of showing their affection and of staying in touch in addition to their conversations via phone or facetime.
"A letter from daddy", Kat whispered, stroking her round belly tenderly. Eight weeks to go until they would welcome their first child and a little more than half a year until their wedding. "Let's see what it's saying."
Kat opened the letter carefully and pulled out the thick paper to unfold it.
"My darling Kitty,
Only three days to go until I finally can take you in my arms again. I can't wait to kiss your lips and your belly to greet you and our little bean. I don't have much time, you know how tight my schedule is, but I needed to write down this poem for you. It would make a great wedding vow, don't you think? Just read it and let me know how you feel about it when I'm back.
"Mouthful Of Forevers
I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin.
Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you.
And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know: whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane."
Isn't it perfect for us?
by Clementine von Radics
I love you!
Forever yours,
Henry"
***********
The End
102 notes
·
View notes