I'M IN OVER MY HEAD - - - HARLEY

[BENJAMIN TYLER RUNE]

Grizzly skies hovered over the courtyard as if it were a long-awaited dinner plate, threatening to absorb all that inhabited the premises. Peering out from beneath what seemed like a million layers of clouds was the sun, mocking the sleep-deprived students at their weakest of times, the beginning of the school day. Some scurried through the double doors in hopes to be early for their first block, but that was mostly the freshmen, or as the upperclassmen liked to call them, the fresh meat. They were so motivated to do well and be on time, and wary of detentions, that they practically ran to their classes. The majority of the senior class would watch as they idly walked around the court-yard, socializing and keeping a distant but conscious watch on the clock. Their hearts were at ease with the daily routine, having planned out when they needed to be where.

Benny was naturally the type of kid to be playing catch with a football in the front yard of the school with the rest of the team, but this dreary, dragging morning was different. His tired eyes were rested on the paper that he held clutched in his hand, the anonymous ‘Holy Truth.’ He didn’t know why, but he was hooked with it, even though he despised the purpose of it. This month’s issue hovered around a particular someone, that one being his underground boyfriend. It might not even be called that, but all he knew was that he was in love with him, despite not swinging for that team. His feelings were complicated, and that’s all he knew about the subject, and that he was pretty satisfied with how their relationship made him feel. However, this paper, it told in great detail about Alex having raped another boy on his hockey team, and just the very thought of it made him crumble one side of it. He’d already known about the scandal, Alex having told him, but that didn’t mean the rest of the town needed to know, too.

He went on with his day when he heard the bell, slugging through his first block and heading to the bathroom afterwards. There was a deep feeling in the pit of his gut, aching, telling him that something felt off in the air. What it was, he didn’t know. What he did know though was that Alex hadn’t showed up for his morning class, and he could only wonder if he had seen the paper, if he had seen the crime he’d committed written publically for the school to see. Everyone read the paper one way or another, and there was no way Alex hadn’t by this time. After finishing his business, Benny washed his hands and splashed some cold water on his face, hovering over the sink and looking at his reflection with an expression of blankness. A loud pop made him flinch, dropping his hands quickly to the sink and gripping onto the edge of it. He knew exactly what the source of it was, no thanks to his dad taking him to the shooting range as a kid. He immediately set off in search for his two younger siblings, not caring at all whether he got shot or not – he needed to know they were okay.

After running at his fullest speed for a full five minutes and flinching whenever he heard another shot, he stopped against a wall, giving it all his body weight because his lungs couldn’t hold him up. The shots inched closer and closer, and he could hear running and screams, and his eyes practically stung from fear. He was not crying – no, Benjamin Rune did not cry, but fuck, he was scared shitless right now. He gave up his search party in fear of his own being, running into a classroom and slamming the door shut, locking it with shaky hands. He ducked beside a wall that was out of sight and frantically dialed James’ number, swearing out loud when he didn’t answer. The next number he tried was Emily’s, but that was also a failed attempt. “Fuck! Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” He covered his face and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. He tapped his foot viciously and looked around the room aimlessly, little to no order going on in his train of thoughts. Were his siblings okay? His best friend, Jayden? … Was it Alex? He couldn’t think about that, there was no way. But he knew Alex – he knew him. As much as he couldn’t admit it to himself, he knew that it was him, and he didn’t know how this was going to end.







WORD COUNT: 776
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: sleeping with sirens, four corners and two sides
NOTES: let the fun begin.

[HARLEY QUINN MORGAN]

It had been just a regular school day, boring, annoying, and pointless. Harley dragged herself from class to class for the millionth time. But no, it wasn’t as routine as she expected, in fact, today was a day of loss and fear. Harley was in the restroom when she heard the first gunshot; she was checking her make-up, even though she was never really one to really care too much on how she looked in school. She had no one to impress, right? She never even paid attention to boys since dexter was born, she had no interest really. But as soon as she heard the gunshot, she knew it wasn’t just someone shutting their locker door hard or someone dropping their books, especially when the second shot went off. She had heard about school shootings before, but them going on in this city? Never. She didn’t have much time to react, but she rushed to the bathroom exit immediately, but didn’t open the door. She breathed heavily as she listened closely to many students running in separate directions. She waited a few seconds before stepping out, no one was in the hallways, and backpacks, books, and papers were everywhere on the floor, which only meant that everyone had retreated as soon as they could.

She stood there for a few minutes before she heard another shot, which interrupted her thoughts. It sounded yards away, which meant the student with the gun was on another part of the school. Harley’s breathing was still off, but she knew she was safe, at least for now. She ran to the closest classroom and shut the door behind her. She had to be safe here, right? She ran to the windows and looked around, then backed away from the window. She touched her pockets, realizing her cell phone was in her locker, and she groaned at the thought. She couldn’t die like this, dexter would have no one. The thought frightened her, but she knew she had to press that to the back of her mind, she had to be strong for now. she ran to the teacher’s desk, it being her English class as she recognized and climbed under it. She had to be safe her until it was all over, right? Sure, she should have probably locked the door, but wouldn’t that tip the shooter off that someone was in there? She brought her knees up to her chin and hugged them tightly, she closed her eyes and whispered to herself. ”please be over soon, please be over soon”, she said to herself, not really believing in a god, but just wanting to get out for her son. She had never been this vulnerable or so out of herself, but right now, this was about survival and she had to think straight. She just wanted the shooter to be gone and her to walk free back to her child’s daycare in one piece.

She stayed in her place, rocking back and forth, whispering to herself that everything would be alright. But before she could say anything more, she heard a noise. Someone was running into the classrooms he was in and with that, she clasped her hand over her mouth in case it was the shooter. This couldn’t be the way she was going to go, not from this world. She stayed quiet, heard the classroom door lock and her eyes grew even more alert. Would the shooter lock the door? , she asked herself mentally as she sat in silence, listening to see if she could hear any further action. The other individual began to curse to himself, she instantly assumed along with the evidence of a dial tone between each ‘fuck’, that the boy was trying to reach someone close, so no, it couldn’t be the shooter. She started to crawl out from under the desk, peeking her head out and finally laying her eyes on none other than Benjamin Rune.

Her body froze, she could feel her muscles tighten as her eyes locked on the jock sitting against the door, mentally arguing with his cell phone. She gulped dryly and crawled out more, seeing that he didn’t have a gun in his hand, therefore he wasn’t a threat, despise the fact that she had not wanted to cross paths with the boy since their last meeting. ”ahem”, she cleared her throat as she was finally out and stood up, brushing her shirt and jeans, relieving any awkward crease or dirt on them. ”benny, right?”, she addressed, even though she knew exactly who he was, hell, he was the father of her baby, but she didn’t think he even knew her name in return. ”can I borrow your phone?”, she asked, just wanting to make sure her son was okay and walking slowly towards him. She held her hands out to show him that she was in no way a danger to him ,”please… I just… need to check something” she pleaded.

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W O R D S --* 833
T A G G E D --* BENNY
T H O U G H T S --* (:

[BENJAMIN TYLER RUNE]

If this was his last day with a heartbeat, Benny might not be able to live with himself. Well, technically, he wouldn’t be living, but his soul sure as fuck wouldn’t be pleased. There was so much he had in store for his future, even if he wasn’t the brightest of kids. On the upside, he’d have left with a pleasant last memory of his family, which was the previous night when they all watched Elf together before heading up to bed. It seemed cheesy, but that was the Rune family for you. There were certain nights where they would just sit around the TV in the living room and watch some silly movie or play a game, because honestly, the siblings were closer than any others. Their parents rarely joined in, seeing as they were both busy with work, but it was nice when they did join even if it was for a little while. He closed his eyes and squeezed them shut, trying to stop thinking about all those things, and to snap out of his nostalgia. It wasn’t the time for sappiness, it was the time to remember he had the skills of a survivor, and if it truly was Alex who held the gun, he knew the people he cared about most were safe. It was a dirty, evil thing to think, but he couldn’t help himself. However, he knew that it wasn’t for sure, and he still refused to admit the awful, likely truth.

He was nearly scared out of his pants when he heard a voice and saw a girl, a familiar one at that. He remembered their night together, even though it seemed likely that he wouldn’t. It had been a very long time ago, and he pretty much blew her off. Despite the low chances of her name sticking, it definitely did, because she was the girl who got pregnant. Everyone knew her name. He scratched his neck and nodded, “Yeah… Benny. And you’re Harley.” He said with a quiet, albeit worried tone. It wasn’t that he was worried about her or anything, it was just his mindset, and the fact that he knew the two closest people to him were somewhere in the school as shots continued to go off. He flinched when he heard another and it was getting closer, but not quite close enough to be worried yet. “Um… yeah… here.” He handed the phone to her warily, understanding the case, but not wanting to miss a call or text. “Just, uh… if there’s a call, answer it alright?” He told her, a glossy look invading his blue, clear eyes.

Quickly after saying that he added on, “It’s just… you know. I got two siblings here… if they’re okay, I wanna know.” He told her with a crooked, sad smile. He sat against the wall and breathed heavily, closing his eyes. He couldn’t even imagine what it would be like if he walked out of the school with the others dead, and nothing to live for.







WORD COUNT: 507
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: sleeping with sirens, four corners and two sides
NOTES: let the fun begin.

[HARLEY QUINN MORGAN]

Normally, Harley wouldn’t have been this sensitive or vulnerable, but this was a complete mindfuck for her. She was stuck in her high school with the last person she had expected and all she could really try to do was to survive, if not for her, than for her son. Even if she was looking directly into the eyes of her child’s father, she had to man up and convince the jock to let her use his phone to assure that her child was safe and in one piece. He wasn’t anywhere near the school but she would have to alert the supervisor that she’d be a little late to pick him up after school and if using Benny’s phone was the key to informing her, then so be it. She hadn’t spoken to the male since she had attempted to inform him on his son’s existence, but even then, he had dismissed her, not wanting anything to do with her. She knew he probably thought she just wanted another round on the Benny train, but no, she just wanted to tell him that he had impregnated her, but that didn’t turn out too well, so she never told him. Hell, she never told anyone.

She nodded silently, surprised that he was even aware of her name. She nodded again as she took his cell phone in her hand, ”er..thanks”. she was really shocked that he even knew who she was, but she wasn’t going to pay too much attention to that fact right now. She quickly dialed her child care’s number and pressed the phone to her ear, nodding in his direction to assure him that she’d answer if he’d received a call. ”yes, hi, it’s Harley… dexter’s mom… I just wanted to tell you that I’m going to be a little late…. There’s….something… unexpected going on …. On campus….and yeah… just please… keep him safe for me? And if I don’t make it to pick him up… just… um…. Call my parents..”, before the child care could get more information out of her she hung up and looked up at Benny.

She gulped and handed him his phone, ”thank you”, she blinked and walked away, leaning on the teacher’s desk, avoiding his eye contact. ”no one called,” she reassured him and looked out of the window, still trying to compose herself. She looked back at benny, ”I hope your siblings are alright” she added and looked away. A look of confusion rushed over her face as she returned her gaze to his, he was so attractive, which was hard to miss, even if she hated the male for their history. ”you…. Remember me?” she asked, feeling a little pathetic at the question, but she had to ask, especially considering their history. She always thought of him as a careless and promiscuous jock, who just slept with whoever.

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W O R D S --* 479
T A G G E D --* BENNY
T H O U G H T S --* (:

[BENJAMIN TYLER RUNE]

Benny’s heart beat at a mile a minute and he didn’t know what to think. He only nodded as ‘you’re welcome’ to her, letting her dialing fill the air instead of his voice. Throughout the phone call he rested his face in his hands and closed his eyes, listening to the sound that pounded from inside of his chest, and briefly the conversation in front of him. At a young age he’d been forced into learning manners, and he knew that eavesdropping was a no-no, but it was hard in the dead silence to ignore a conversation going on right in front of you. He wondered for a moment, who was the father of Dexter, anyways? The rumors had gone around virally that it was one of the Steele brothers, which he wouldn’t doubt for a moment, but at the same time he didn’t think it could have been them. Plus, she wasn’t known to sleep around, and the father obviously never stepped up to the plate. It made him grimace for a brief second when she said to call her parents, a little disgusted at the thought of Dexter not having a reliable father. It was true that he slept around like the little whore he was, but he knew that if he had impregnated someone, he’d step up to the plate. It was the humanly responsible thing to do.
“ ‘Course.” He nodded in her direction and retrieved his phone back, staring blankly at the empty of notifications home screen. He closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh, concentrating fully on sending a message to his siblings mentally. It sounded silly, but he saw it in a movie once, and was really hoping it would work. He was telling them to hide, to be safe, and to not die. Surely they wouldn’t hear his desperate thoughts, but it was all that was keeping him sane, and all that kept him from running out into the danger zone and tearing the place apart to look for them. He put the phone in his pocket and continued to tap his foot nervously, but still quietly. “Me too… they’re all I have, Harley.” He told her honestly and looked up at her, that same sad smile haunting his features. “Besides my… boy… friend, anyways…” he added quietly under his breath, but just loud enough for her to hear. He couldn’t believe he’d told her that, and quickly after he added, “Alex. But I swear to god I’m not gay. Just… y’know, for him.” They were all about to die anyways, right? Why the fuck not?
Benny was a little taken back at the question, and he nodded gently. “Yeah… we uh… y’know.” He said awkwardly, avoiding her gaze but meeting it shortly after. “Speaking of… sorry I blew you off.” He added, a little grief in his voice. He really did hate who he used to be, and he let that be known in the next words. “I’m no angel now, but I was really a little fucking asshole then.” He told her with a grin of the moment.


WORD COUNT: 507
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: sleeping with sirens, four corners and two sides
NOTES: let the fun begin.

[HARLEY QUINN MORGAN]

Harley slowly helped herself up on the desk, getting comfortable by crossing her legs Indian style. She was wearing dark blue denim jeans and a burgundy spaghetti strapped tank top. Her eyes remained outside; she hadn’t heard a gunshot in almost 10 minutes. What was the shooter doing? She shivered at the thought and looked back to Benny, who looked slightly different than she had remembered him. He always had a load of confidence and a sly smirk plastered on his face, brushing off girls left and right, bullying the innocent. But now? He was sitting on the floor of the classroom, with a look of worry, fear, vulnerability, and honesty in his expression. She couldn’t look away, but she was still very cautious.

She was definitely taken a back when he mentioned he had a boyfriend, she didn’t even know he was gay now. Why was he even telling her this? Why wasn’t he worried about this Alex character? ”and…where’s Alex now?”, she asked carefully, seeing that Benny didn’t want to exactly talk about the ‘gay’ thing. He really believed he was only gay for this one person, she didn’t quite believe that, and just figured he just told himself that to help him sleep at night. She knew how the jocks were when it came to being homosexual, I mean, she saw the shift in treatment when that Jayden guy came out, and it wasn’t pretty. Maybe Benny didn’t want to go through that?

She shook her head at the thought, why was she even thinking about this, she didn’t care. Then Benny went on, mentioning the time the pair had hooked up. A wave of embarrassment washed over her, but she did her best to not let it show. She wasn’t at her strongest then; she was just an ill-advised drunk teenager who thought one of the hot popular boys actually found her attractive. To him, that night meant something different. He was just looking for something to stick his dick into, but to her? That was a night she’d never forget. No, she wasn’t in love with the guy or anything. That night just so happened to be the night she lost her virginity and got pregnant with Dexter, becoming a night she could never forget. She didn’t regret it, as much as she wanted to, she didn’t. Why? Well, that’s simple, that night brought her little bundle of joy into her life. Sure, she wasn’t ready to raise a child and it didn’t help that her parents kicked her out, but she couldn’t imagine her life without him.

Harley avoided eye contact at first, staring down into her lap as her hands touched the desk she was sitting on. ”No big deal,” she shrugged nonchalantly, trying to play off that it was in fact, no big deal. She hated talking about things like this and if she was going to talk about that stuff, he was probably the last person she’d talk about it with. ”you weren’t the first… “ she grabbed the nearest piece of paper on the teacher’s desk, which looked like someone’s essay but Harley didn’t really check. ”..or the last,” she quickly added in a lower tone, lying of course, she just didn’t want Benny to do any calculations to figure out that Dexter was in fact his. She balled up the paper in her hands, in desperate need of a distraction from looking at Benny. ”but you get extra points for remembering my name” she looked up finally and gave a crooked smile, just adding some light humor, as always. Humor was her defense mechanism.

”You were an asshole then?” she asked, ”what changed?”. She was actually interested in his reply, she didn’t know the guy very well but she knew highly of him. She always tried her best to avoid him in school, so she didn’t really see a difference, but then again, she didn’t even know he was into guys now. Did being make him nicer? She eyed down the small trashcan beside Benny, lifting her arms up, she sang, ”Kobe!”, shooting the paper ball into the trashcan smoothly. Totally a Kobe Bryant move. She did random things like that at times to mainly distract her and make her forget what was really going on around her. ”and the crowd goes wild”, she added. But right then, two more gun shots went off, and they sounded closer. She then realized that maybe she shouldn’t be in window view of the entrance door of the classroom. She looked where Benny was, he seemed to be in a more safe soft. She slid off of the table and sprinted over to him, sitting beside him, but about a foot away, still not comfortable with being close to him. ”sorry, but it’s better to not be in his view…or hers…. Do you even know who’s doing this?” she asked, her fear coming out in her voice.

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W O R D S --* 825
T A G G E D --* BENNY
T H O U G H T S --* (:

[BENJAMIN TYLER RUNE]

Was he right to tell Harley about Alex and him, or was he just stupid? By the look on her face he could tell she was a little surprised, but then again, who wouldn’t be? The world’s biggest womanizer just admitted to having a thing with a guy, who was just as much as a womanizer as himself. He sighed out and curled his fingers into his blonde locks of hair, closing his eyes and breathing steadily. He had his legs pulled up close to him, one hand rested on his face and the other nervously tapping on the dirty, white titled ground. Benny tried to avoid eye contact with her as the awkward intensity rose in the room and he made a face, shaking his head and raising his shoulders into a shrug. “I have an idea where he is… but I really hope I’m wrong.” He said vaguely, a deep tone in his voice, as he mentally started to panic. There was no one else he could think of it being, besides a random person, but why would someone else do it? The chances of it being anyone other than Alex were low, and it broke his heart. Alex had a motive, and he sure as fuck had the guts to do it. He had always been like that, even when they were seven year olds causing havoc in the court.

Benny never, ever had this kind of feeling in his chest. It was like his heart was sinking into a pit of rough waves, tossing and eating at it, tearing the flesh until there was only a scrap left to keep him breathing. He was wearing a varsity jacket and some tight, but fitting black jeans that showed his ass off pretty well. His brother had actually helped him pick them out, since he tended to have trouble finding fitting ones and James happened to be a fashion expert. He pressed his face on the material as she commented that it was no big deal, and he wasn’t the first or the last. It made him feel at ease to be honest, that is, at much ease as he could be at in this situation. His boyfriend probably killed several people and had more to come, and both of his siblings were somewhere in the large, shallow building. He looked out the window and smiled a little, even though it was very brief. “Good to hear.” He said quietly, but still genuine. He didn’t feel good about the way he made people feel, at least, not anymore he didn’t.

Ever since Jayden came out of the closet, something struck him about homosexuality. People really didn’t have a choice. For a long time he thought they did, and that his brother just was trying to get attention, but when Jayden revealed he was, he could tell he didn’t choose to go down a road that would get comments and harassment. No one would, not that he could think of. He started being nicer to his brother, even though he was never really awful to James, he still stepped up to the plate and started being a better brother overall. The thing is, he didn’t know how to word that. He opened his mouth to start talking but nothing came out and he just shook his head again, indicating he didn’t really know the answer. “Stuff just changed… I realized a lot of things… and I don’t know, I can’t really take shit back, but I was a total douchedick to all the people I really care about.” He said, looking up at her finally and catching her gaze. Once he did, he couldn’t look away. There was something about her that was just so beautiful, he couldn’t even describe it, but he didn’t try to, not even mentally. He couldn’t, not without thinking about Alex.

He immediately smiled and laughed at what she did, his mood brightening a little and he covered his mouth as his thrill died down a little. His laugh was a soft one, but a definitely amused one. It was an inappropriate reaction for the scene going on around him, but he couldn’t lie, he fucking loved people that changed the mood or did something wrong at the wrong time. It was just hilarious, and a lot like something he would do. He rubbed his face nervously, peering up at the murky lighting that hung over his head like a predator. It looked like it was about ready to die, the last of its spark fighting for its last moments, and go out at any time. He hadn’t noticed her move until she said something, and when she did he looked over with a gentle expression on his face. He bit his lip gently and didn’t say anything for a moment, but he carefully slipped the crumbled paper out of his pocket and looked at it cautiously, deciding on whether or not he wanted her to see it. Maybe she hadn’t seen it yet, but maybe she did. What if she knew the kid Alex raped? How would she react? Did he want to be around her when that happened?

He looked over at her and nodded a little bit, but hardly. “Well… that’s the thing…” He said lowly, looking at it one more time before handing it to her. “I don’t know if you’ve seen it already… but, I got it this morning… Alex didn’t show up for first bell. I think it’s him.” He said, almost ready to cry and it was obvious, but he held back. He looked nervously over at her, adding on a little shakily. “He doesn’t react well… and it’s true, so he’ll be in some deep shit if the guy presses charges.”


WORD COUNT: 965
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: when we were young.
NOTES: let the fun begin.

[HARLEY QUINN MORGAN]

If you told Harley that she’d be locked inside of a classroom with her baby daddy, someone that she hadn’t really been alone with in over a year, she’d probably laugh in your face. She never thought she’d have this issue, hell, she did her best to avoid the jock, especially after she saw how he was, but here they were. And what mind-fucked her more was that Benny was actually opening up to her, rather than dropping pickup lines left and right. She wasn’t offended, she was just…. Shocked and confused. What happened in the past 1 and a half year that made him into this different person? ”oh? Where?” she asked concerned, benny looked worried and for some reason Harley was starting to care why. She didn’t acknowledge it officially, but she thought since the pair were in this situation, why not ask?

Harley met his gaze and nodded, seeing that his gaze was locked on hers, ”well, I’m just glad you realized it, most people don’t until they’re like… in college”, she said casually. She bit her lip watching him, did he really change himself? She wasn’t sure if she should trust his words, but she wasn’t going to reject the idea. She had an issue with misjudging people, and it was mostly because the girl had bad trust issues, especially when it came to guys. What if he was just fucking with her? You know, playing nice just to get her to play nice as well for the time being? Harley wasn’t stupid and she had her guard way up. She didn’t buy it and she had a right to, especially considering their history and his alone.

She didn’t know what it was, but it made her stomach swarm a bit with butterflies at the sound of his laughter to her random actions. She didn’t acknowledge it, but she appreciated it internally, it was just nice to know that the guy had a sense of humor. It actually allowed her to tolerate the male more, which wasn’t really a concern, but as far as the current situation was, it was for the time being. She was thrown off when Benny handed her a piece of paper, a look of confusion on her face as she took in her own hands and straightened it out enough for her to read it. He thought his boyfriend was the shooter? Holy shit. Did that mean he’d be after Benny? It was just her luck to be locked in a room with him, wasn’t it? ”is he mad at you?” she asked, looking at the paper and reading it.

She read it and froze as she read ‘declan’s’ name, reading the rest of the paper and throwing it back at Benny. She didn’t look at him, she just stared into space. Declan was her best friend, the only male in the world she fully trusted. How could he not tell her about it? ”Um…” she gulped, still choked by her own words, she didn’t add anything yet though. She stared across the room, then just shook her head, ”you know what, I’m not even surprised… do you ever… get to know people before you stick your dick inside them?” she said raising her tone and looking back at him. Maybe it was a little about her, but this just topped it all off, adding more bickering to her tone. ”thanks to you… I’m probably gonna die now…thank you”, she didn’t even know why she was being so mean to him, but she felt like she had to. She had her own issues with him and because Declan was involved , only added more. Hopefully he wouldn’t catch on that she still cared about their night alone together almost two years ago.

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W O R D S --* 631
T A G G E D --* BENNY
T H O U G H T S --* (:

[BENJAMIN TYLER RUNE]

Benny had ignored her previous question because he didn’t want to say it, not then. But he agreed to the comment afterwards because it made him smile a little, but he didn’t say anything other than, “Yeah, exactly.” His heart pounded and he looked out of the corner of his eye at the door, imagining someone coming through and just shooting them. Harley might be the last person he saw, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. He had slept with her before, but something about her was just too… adorable to ignore. He pushed the feeling aside and focused on the situation at hand, even if he really, really didn’t want to. He didn’t want to believe that his boyfriend was behind this, but he could just tell. He could feel it, even. It broke his heart, knowing that the guy he was in love with, that he spent literally his whole life with, was doing this. And if he wasn’t, then he was probably going to be dead. “Oh, no… he’s not mad at me.”

Their mothers had been pregnant together. They planned it all out, set a date to have sex with their husbands, and the babies came out in the same week, one day after the other. Naturally, they were best friends from the start. It was only a recent thing that Benny felt anything other than a tight bond. He watched her carefully as she read it and jumped a little, startled at her reaction. Did she know the guy? He raised his eyebrows, “Whoa, whoa! When did this become about me, huh? That paper is about Alex. HE raped him, not me, and is no way it my fault you might die. FUCK, if he’s the shooter, you probably fucking wont. Ever think about that?” He said with an angrier tone, looking at her judgmentally. “You’re lucky you’re in here with me and not out there.” Benny mentioned, crossing his arms. ”Why is that any of your business, anyways? Yeah, I knew Alex my whole fucking life, and I told you we’re together. He’s the only person I stick it in, now.” He said, since the question was in fact, present tense. ”But if you’re talking about what happened between us, I already apologized and I’m pretty sure you said you were over it. Whats the big deal?”

No, he didn’t, before now. ”So calm your tits, you’re going to be fine if it is him. Don’t know about homeboy, though.” he said, pointing at the paper. ”He probably thinks he told, I’m just fuckin saying.” he added cruelly, shaking his head.


WORD COUNT: 441
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: til the world ends
NOTES: let the fun begin.

[HARLEY QUINN MORGAN]

Harley just nodded, sort of relieved that Alex wasn’t mad at him, mainly because that meant she wasn’t near the target. Sure, it was a tad bit selfish, but what else did she have to rely on? She didn’t deserve to be shot, right? Especially since she was with the shooter’s boyfriend and she was a good person, right? She had never even met the guy! She frowned at his reply and became somewhat offended, ”like I said.. you don’t pay mind.. to people you stick your horny little dick into”, she said with slight attitude and rolled her eyes, looking away. She was glad she was a foot away from him, the guy was an asshole and didn’t see what he had caused. ”I’m probably better off out there,” she said bitterly and looked away.

Her attention looked back at him when he mentioned their own history, knowing he was right but didn’t want to submit to his accusations. ”I AM OVER IT!!!” she raised her voice, it was obvious she wasn’t and it was obvious she had more to say on the subject, ”you know what, forget it” she shook her head and looked at her hands. When he mentioned Declan she shot a mean look at him and shoved him roughly, ”you better hope it isn’t Declan that’s hurt, because I promise that I will fucking hurt you myself” she said honestly. ”heh, I should have know you didn’t change.. you’re still the same little dick douche.. head.. whatever the fuck you were back then… no matter how much you want to think you aren’t…. you’re still a fucking shit head…..” she said honestly and scooted away from him.

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W O R D S --* 282
T A G G E D --* BENNY
T H O U G H T S --* (:

[ALLIE]

“It’s douchedick, you cold woman devil.” He said with a look of disgust, catching himself from losing balance. If she was going to use his insult against him, she might as well get it the fuck right. He was growing angrier and angrier by the second and he grabbed the paper roughly, holding it up.“This has absolutely nothing to do with me. It is all HIM. If you’re going to be mad at anyone, it should be Alex, you crazy bitch!” He said with a mean glare on his face, backing a foot or so away from her. He couldn’t even stand to look at her right now, not with all of this going on. With her yell he smirked, and he tilted his head with a raise of one eyebrow. “Are you really, Harley? If you are, then why the fuck does this matter to you?” He said in a patronizing tone, unable to grasp around any reason other than this.

“I mean, shit girl, you sound like I impregnated you and left, like the asshole that knocked you up.” He said with a sneer, rolling his eyes and looking out the door window. He wondered if they really were right about all of this, and it was his boyfriend. He had planned something pretty special for Alex and his birthday days, which were literally a week away. Soon after his last words he added, “It might not even fucking be Alex, you know. It just seemed likely, is all. He can’t be that crazy… I hope to fucking god he’s not, anyways…” he said, a little more of that worry coming back to him.


WORD COUNT: 441
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: til the world ends
NOTES: let the fun begin.

[HARLEY QUINN MORGAN]

Harley looked at him confused, ”what the hell is a douchedick?”. She scoffed at his own insult towards her and laughed a little, ”yeah, I’m the cold one of the two in the room…”, she replied sarcastically, still not looking at him. When was this all going to be over? She just wanted to be away from any threat to her life and away from the individual beside her. She heard his voice raise and looked at him when he held up the paper, ”it does have something to do with you… he’s YOUR lover boy…do you ever get to know people first or do you just see what you want to see?” she asked him seriously, not caring that he had just called her a ‘bitch’. She had been thrown that insult before and believe it or not, she knew she could be a bitch some times. Okay, maybe all the time, but still. ”and believe me, I am mad at your sociopathic boytoy” she said looking away again, pure anger in her eyes. She really hoped Declan was okay and what angered her more was that she didn’t have her cell phone on her and there was no way she was asking to use Benny’s again.

She didn’t like the way he said her name this time around and as he went on, everything started coming back to her. The moment she found out she was pregnant, the time when she tried to tell him about it, and everyone looking at her in the hallways like she was the slut of the school. Sure, she didn’t care what people thought now, but then, she was younger…. More naïve and a lot more sensitive. She had to grow up too fast when she got pregnant though, which made her a stronger person, the person she was right now. She hated the look on his face, that stupid infamous smirk of his, she felt disgusted. And to top it all off, his next few words made her push off of the ground and walk to the other side of the class room.

She could feel her skin grow warm, unsure of what to do, she didn’t reply yet. She just let him go on and start talking about Alex again, not really listening to his words. She was too lost in her own thoughts, unable to keep the next few words from leaving her mouth. She spun around to look at him from across the room and began, ”you know what, considering we’re probably going to die in here… I might as well leave you feeling like that ‘asshole’ that impregnated me….oh, wait,” she placed a finger on her chin as if she was pretending to think, slowly walking towards him, but still far away. ”that asshole was you!”, she said with a sarcastic smile, ”yeah, you… took my virginity… didn’t acknowledge me the week after at school… I found out I was pregnant…. Tried to tell you….and then you completely blew me off”, she laid the story out for him, crossing her arms across her chest and falling into one of the chairs in the classroom. She looked away from him, ”surprise”, she muttered, unsure if he even heard that little part.

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W O R D S --* 543
T A G G E D --* BENNY
T H O U G H T S --* (:

[BENJAMIN TYLER RUNE]

"I don't fucking know, it's what James called me last saturday when I beat him in a Pokemon battle," He snapped, not meaning to give that much information on out what exactly it was that they were playing, seeing as he wasn't exactly a Pokenerd, unlike his brother. He shook his head and ignored her next statements, unable to form a retort because there wasn't much he could really say to defend himself in this situation. She was clearly convinced that it was his fault this was happening, just because he was fooling around with the probable prepretrator. He sighed and stood up, walking to the other side of the room, crossing his arms and occasionally glancing over at her. This all felt wrong, way too wrong. Something was about to happen but he didn't know what, it was just the air that told him so. It felt off, a feeling someone couldn't describe if their life depended on it.

He ran his fingers through his hair and leaned back on the wall, crossing his feet and staring at the floor, freezing at what she told him. His expression was shocked to say the least, and upon her laying out what happened he looked up, finally meeting her gaze even though it was just for a moment. "What?" He said, almost angry, but mostly surprised. "What the fuck? You're kidding me, right? You've got to be fucking kidding me." He moaned a little bit into his hands and leaned his head back, covering his face with both hands and dropping them to his sides shortly after. "What the fuck, man... I have a baby and a sociopathic boyfriend. This is cool." He said quietly, looking up at the sky, as if talking to a higher power. He didn't care if she heard him, he was about to die possibly, and if he didn't, then he had a child in the world that he didn't even know about for the past year and a half.

He took a deep breath and looked at her after cooling down for a minute, meeting her gaze, even if she didn't want to return it. "Alright, I guess you do have a right to hate me, then." He said a little humorously, but he wasn still shaking his head in disbelief. "I guess it's too late for an apology?" He asked rheotorically, knowing well and good what the answer was. He couldn't believe that the time he had told her to beat it pretty much, she was bearing his child. He rubbed his face and looked away, sighing deeply and shaking his head. Suddenly, he heard running down the hallway and instinctively said "Get down!" Quietly, but loud enough for her to hear. Even if she was a bitch, it didnt mean she wanted her to die. He heard the next door over slam and his heart beat faster than ever, sitting as low as he could. After a couple of minutes he flinched at a gun shot and covered his ears at the scream, and then another, and the scream of someone he didn't want to hear scream.

"Harley..." He said quietly, staring at the wall to the right, a little horrified, his voice gentle. "That was Alex, just now... I think it's not him." His heart raced faster than ever, not even considering that he'd shot himself. He shot up and shakily walked to the door, holding onto the door and unlocking it, looking back at her. "Stay in here... I'm going in." He said, not sure if she was going to follow or not, but assumed she wasn't.

WORD COUNT: 441
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: til the world ends
NOTES: let the fun begin.

[STEPH]

”a pokemon battle?”, she raised a brow, a light laugh leaving her lips, ”manly”, she added sarcastically. She moved her bangs out of her face and sat in the seat in silence, she looked around recognizing the classroom. It was her History class in sophomore year, she sat in the third row, fifth seat. Her eyes wondered over to her old seat and she stared as a memory ran threw her head. The fact that benny was silent helped her almost get lost in it, but then Benny reacted to her news. She had always dreaded this moment, not that she expected it to ever actually happen. She was so close to just graduating and getting away from him, hoping she’d never have to break the news to him, but here she was, giving him insight on the whole thing. She didn’t know how he was going to react; most guys just deny it and accuse the girl of trying to trap them. But she had no reason to pretend like it was his baby, she didn’t even like the guy. Sure, he was attractive but his personality ruined all that and the more she spoke to him the more she didn’t like him.

He didn’t completely lose it nor did he accuse her of lying, which definitely surprised her. But then again, he was pretty promiscuous, so who knew how many other babies he had out there in the world. She let him gather his thoughts, not really wanting to press the subject anyways. She wasn’t even sure if she was ready for this conversation, but she knew it was a matter of time before it had to happen. She looked up finally, just wanting to see the look on his face, in attempt to read him. He looked up finally, meeting her gaze and began to speak again. A small laugh left her lips and she nodded, ”chyeah…” she said lightly, agreeing with him on her having a reason to hate him. He asked whether or not it was too late for an apology and she just rolled her eyes, not answering. He knew damn well the reason to that and he didn’t need her to spell it out to him.

Before she knew it, she heard the same running and at Benny’s orders, she obeyed slipping out of the seat and onto the floor. Here it was, the moment they had been dreading. They were both about to die. Her breathing sped up as her heart rate did, she wasn’t ready to die, not today. Doors slamming, gun shots, and screams came next. Next would be them, Harley whimpered at the thought. She heard Benny say her name and looked over at him, fear in her eyes. He recognized the scream and told her he was going outside of the room, she stood up slowly, ”No… I… I’m not staying in here alone.. and you… no, you can’t.. “ she gulped, not believing she was about to do this. ”I’m coming with you”, she said and walked over to him, her legs shaking as she did so, ”if I’m going to die, I rather it not be with me in the fetal position under a desk”. She took a breath, ”plus, you’re not going to want to see that alone” she said with a nod, knowing that alex was probably either wounded or dead, either way, even benny didn’t deserve that. She took his hand, ”lead the way”.

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W O R D S --* 581
T A G G E D --* BENNY
T H O U G H T S --* (:

[BENJAMIN TYLER RUNE]

At first, Benny wasn't surprised that she followed him, and he looked at her with cautious, scared eyes. He took her hand gently and looked at the door, deciding finally that they were definitely going to go in there, and he couldn't say he was prepared. "Alright... first." He sighed, kissing her cheek and holding her hand tightly, looking into her eyes. "I want you to know before we go in there and die, that I am, one hundred percent regretful for blowing you off. I wish I could of been there for him. Okay? That's the one moral I've ever set for myself... was to not let a kid, if I had one accidentally, grow up without me. I think it's the worst thing someone can do." He said, pretty much pouring his heart out to her. "I hope for his sake that neither of us die right now." He said quietly, opening the door and walking silently, and carefully to the next door.

With a shaking hand he turned the knob, and he hesitated to open it, looking away when he did and at Harley. He breathed heavily before turning his head and stepping inside, dropping his hand from Harley's and covering his mouth. He felt the urge to puke but instead ran forward, dropping to his knees in front of Alex's slowly, slowly leaving body. He could feel the blood sinking into his clothes as he held him, shaking him frantically and trying to get him to stay him him, but he knew it was too late. He paid no mind to the tears streaming down his face, finally breaking free from the bottled up emotions he'd been harboring for the past twenty minutes. Everything happened to fast, and he thought he was going to faint from the smell of blood and just the whole deal. Not only was his boyfriend without a pulse, but, he had a baby. A baby, a living baby was his! "No, no, you can't fucking die," He buried his face in Alex's chest, practically feeling it go cold.

To the side was Declan, laying against the wall and holding his thigh, where he'd been shot. "Harley? Oh, fuck, thank god," He breathed out, his eyes wide and leg feeling limp. "Please, get the medics, yell for them, say the shooters down or they won't come in." He told her, his british accent filling the air and the world starting to go dizzy in his perspective, "Fuck, get me out of here," He moaned, about ready to try and walk himself.
WORD COUNT: 441
TAGGED: harley - steph <3
MUSIC: til the world ends
NOTES: let the fun begin.