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Post by Apple Collins on Jun 30, 2014 22:13:28 GMT
Throwing down her feet with every heavy step in her plain black flats, a limp was still prominent. The bruises that once swatted her face had tamed in color; a dreary series of pale, jaundice yellow along her eyes. "What'f they're mad, Payne?" She murmured, melancholy and wondering...
The largeness of her sweater against the heat sent beads of sweat drowning into her pores, but alas, it covered the pain of her nearly-crippled body. Pushing open the door of the bakery...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2014 5:16:23 GMT
It was about time that she reappeared. Months without a word, months of searching, months of endless worrying and lost hope. Yet, she'd been just under their noses this whole time, hiding in the back alleys of the Capitol while the two males scrounged the end of every District for a trace of her existence, but there wasn't the slightest hint of life. They had to suspect the worse. Death.
But it wasn't like that, Apple was alive, and with a certain peppy teen. Payne. Her words fluttered into his ears, causing him to shake his head and reassure her simply with, "Zayn won't be." He couldn't promise Niall's reaction though. There was no say on how the curly-haired baker would act. "They may not even be in," he was half hoping, not wanting to face his brother quite yet.
He was going to be in so much trouble for what he'd been doing recently. Though, he was shaken from his thoughts by a bell- she'd opened the door.
This was it.
A mess of brown curls shook atop the head of a baker doused in flour, a scowl on his lips. His blonde friend had been in the bakery with him that day, trying to help, but all he did was wreck the place. If they weren't practically brothers, Niall would've went off on him for wasting supplies, but he'd get him back. It was all fun and games until the green eyed one got upset. The younger would have to look out, he had a few tricks up his sleeve just waiting to be used.
He never did use them though, because in a moment's time, his jaw had dropped, eyes bugging at the sight before him.
"Apple," an unsteady voice whispered, body falling still behind the counter seperating him from his new guests. Emotions rushed through him, anger and joy alike, but all he could do was shout for his friend, his voice cracking.
"Za-Zayn?"
"Come on, mate, cat got ya' to-" The cheeky male's taunting was cut short as he pat down his powdered hands while walking into the main shop, eyes catching on the female in the doorway. "It can't b- Apple?!" His accent rung with eagerness, adding a childish twang to his words as he leapt over the counter and tackled the girl in a hug. It'd been too long.
This couldn't be real.
It just couldn't be.
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jul 1, 2014 15:51:06 GMT
Apple wrenched her arms behind her back, a notion of grace she hadn't had the last time they'd been acquainted. Things in the shop didn't seem abnormal, besides the look of utter hope coming from the floppy-haired baker. "Heee-eey," She guffawed anxiously, tongue prodding the empty space a tooth should be, her wide smile exposing a mass of chipped teeth. Although, she was still stunning; her aura, her sense of being.
She stepped forward to greet Niall, but met Zayn instead, arms wrapping around her. Everything grinded with an ache. She wrapped her arms around her brother, slouching into him. "I love, love, love you!" She spat with tears in her eyes, falling down her cheeks without purpose. Apple tightened the embrace, bouncing up to reach his face and press a kiss to his cheek.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2014 9:19:46 GMT
All Niall could do was watch and listen to Apple's clipped words and Zayn's muffled cries of joy and he just stood there. What else could he do? She had just up and left, then appeared months later with his little brother and act as if nothing happened? It doesn't work like that. Why did she even leave in the first place? The baker was conflicted, happy she was back, but mentally scolding her for being so incompetent.
Payne had left the hugging blondes sides to greet his brother, walking around into the back and halting beside him. Leaning in, they conversed in a series of whispers, analyzing the scene before them, their gaze never leaving the step-siblings while the discussed the subject at hand.
It seemed that Zayn was the only one truly elated that his sister was back. Alive. Breathing. How could she just leave them? Why did she go? What happened to her? Was she okay? He couldn't pull himself away to ask any of his endless questions. All he could do was relish in her warmth, in her being. She was here and that's all that mattered.
"I love you too," he mumbled into the hair shielding her neck, tears threatening, but he couldn't let them fall. He wouldn't.
"I was so worried."
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Post by Apple Collins on Jul 2, 2014 15:27:56 GMT
The woman held her brother tight, a pesky "sorry" forming upon her lips. "I tried to call!" She puffed effortlessly, hand moving to hold his wispy blonde hair. "I'm all right." Apple lifted her head to leer at Payne, questioning if he'd come clean or not.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2014 6:25:49 GMT
Minutes later, he finally broke away from his step sister, but remained close enough so that her fingers could still grip his blonde locks. His look of pure excitement washed into a weak smile as he took in her appearance. She looked horrid. Beaten and bruised. What had happened? "Apple," Zayn whispered, confused, "I-I never got the calls. I thought you died. What happened? Why'd you leave us?" The boy was completely broken, his gaze resting on the shorter girl's face with sorrow.
The Malik's had dropped their stares, bitting their lips as the siblings talked- so Payne never received Apple's questioning glare.
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Jul 3, 2014 13:42:44 GMT
"I had to get away from Dean-" A shock to hear her no longer calling him "father" belovedly, "None of you could know in case he went after y'all!" Apple's bouncy hair shook as she wrapped her arms around his taut, muscular shoulders.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2014 2:56:16 GMT
Niall didn't buy into all that she was saying. How could she just up amd leave them without a second thought and blame her silence on being worried. The pair could handle themselves, she was the one who couldn't and that much was clear simply in the way her dad treated her.
They would have easily taken her in, protected her, but no. Apple always had to go the hard way.
Zayn clearly was wrapped around her finger though, sucked into her tale as he gawked over her presence.
"You know we could've helped, sis," his best friend mumbled, "We would've done anything."
True then, not so much now.
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Sept 28, 2014 4:17:21 GMT
"I know-" Apple rubbed her pink nose with her index finger, a growing nervous habit. "Where is he? I just wanna - I wanna, ugh." She lowered her head, staggering forward into her brother's arms. "Help me." Her voice was barely a sound.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2014 4:53:34 GMT
"How?" Zayn whispered, the hype of her return wearing as the side emotions stepped in- betrayal, hurt, anger. How could she put him through so much and then expect him to help her now?
How dare she?
He didn't say that, couldn't. That wasn't him. How long could he keep it in, though?
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Post by Jasmin Forte on Sept 28, 2014 5:02:09 GMT
She didn't push his buttons any more than she'd meant to. "Tell me he's gone. Lie if you need to." She draped her arms over his stomach, head caressing his lean, toned shoulder, like a tiny hedgehog would on it's self.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2014 2:07:35 GMT
"Who?" Zayn pressed, not sure if she meant her dad or someone else she'd met along the way. Either way, he guessed he'd tell her, if it would help.
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Post by Apple Collins on Sept 29, 2014 2:13:00 GMT
"Dean-" She flared her nostrils like a bull in distress.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2014 2:17:57 GMT
"He's moved on. Settled down, actually," Zayn whispered, pulling away from his sister as he looked back at his friends. Everything they'd went through was for this- what was he meant to think about that?
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Post by Apple Collins on Sept 29, 2014 2:22:23 GMT
"Settled down?" Her mouth was dry, and her eyes were wet. He'd moved on from her. She had nobody and everybody back. She wanted Casper.
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