( just like a match )

PART I -- PART XII -- PART XIII -- PART XIV

PART XV

( rains and it pours )

Audrey doesn’t know what’s going on with Theo. She’ never been able to read him as well as Derek - well, obviously, but also Derek can read Theo better than Audrey can. He’s been a little off since the Chicago trip, which, considering it’s Monday, isn't necessarily that long, but things were weird the week before that, too, because he expressed an ( Read more... )

Bronx didn’t really mean to trade handjobs in the bathroom with Derek Way and dye his hair to completely clash with his red suit for the wedding.

It just sort of happened, and it all made sense at the time.

But now, it’s morning, and the sunlight glares off straw-stalk hair, chemically ruined and losing color. And Derek left bruises where he ( Read more... )

PART I -- PART IX -- PART X -- PART XI

PART XII
( spent the night dancing )

 
( what they ask of you )

 
( Take all the pain away )

“Jack Bryar speaking,” she answers, reluctant to walk too far away from the music.

“Hey, it’s Jeremy.” There’s a thin, male voice in the background, and he amends it to, “Jeremy Stump.”

Jack says, “Bond, James Bond,” in unison with the voice behind Jeremy, and then she clucks her tongue. “Tell me that’s not Bronx.”

Jeremy’s voice brightens up, ( Read more... )

 
( Nothing I can say )

Okay, so, the bottom line is; Bronx and Jeremy aren’t brothers. Technically.

Even-more-technically than that, they kind of are.

Yeah. So.

The whole thing is long and convoluted and involves a lot of tears, mostly from Bronx’s dad, but here’s the abbreviated version:

Pete and Ashlee had Bronx. A few months later, Patrick fell in love and did the ( Read more... )