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"And I don't even need your love..."

Apr 15, 2012 13:22

Who: jewhawk and puckzillarette
What: When time stops just passing
Where: Puck's apartment, NYC
When: After she receives THIS
Rating: Could be swearing ( Read more... )

[ship] puck/dani, [scene] rp, [character] noah puckerman, [character] naomi puckerman

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jewhawk April 15 2012, 12:30:00 UTC

It had been a hell of a week, but they'd finally made it through week one of Nick's trial. There was no way of knowing how much longer it would go on, but the evidence was decidedly stacked in Nick's favor. Not that Puck had ever doubted it would be. Dani was a cutthroat lawyer, and this was personal. He'd been there for some of the trial, though he'd spent most of it home with Benny, which was an ordeal in and of itself some days. Benny was a smart kid, and he knew that something very serious was going on. Dani had explained it to him in a kid-friendly terms as he could, and he knew.

But tonight, Dani had wanted to have some time with their son alone, and Puck had given it, returning to his own apartment to get some rest. They all needed more of that. He was half asleep on the couch watching That 70s Show reruns when the buzzer rang. He didn't even bother checking who it was, just buzzed it up, and opened the door to his apartment, standing in the hall in a well-loved old Sublime t-shirt and a ratty pair of jeans. When the elevator ( ... )

puckzillarette April 15 2012, 13:17:25 UTC

For a long few moments, Naomi just stood there at the door and looked at him. The last time she had seen him, he looked atrocious and barely the shadow of the brother she knew. It was a day she had forever wished she could erase out of her memory banks, but she knew that wasn't possible. Now, though, she stood there with her arms folded tightly across her chest, trying to figure out what she should say and for that brief passing of time, she completely forgot that she probably looked a lot different to the fifteen year old he saw her as last. She had asked their mom not to tell him anything about her, not to send photos, nothing. She had intended on making a clean break from him forever. So, why was she here now?

"I want you to swear on my life that nothing in the message you sent me was bullshit," she stated, her voice remaining as calm as it could be despite her stomach flopping over and over from nerves.

jewhawk April 15 2012, 13:44:54 UTC

He was stunned to see her, and not only to see her, but to see her as this beautiful, grown woman, looking very put together and even more beautiful than he'd remembered. His baby sister wasn't a baby anymore. That much was clear. The person standing in front of him was a woman, and from the look of things, a very put-together one. She was dressed nicely, and looked so smart and sophisticated that he could barely believe this was his little sister.

Her need to know that he wasn't lying to her was understandable after the way he'd shattered her image of him forever ago, and he nodded. "I swear," he replied, sliding the sleeves of his shirt up so she could see that all of the track marks, except for a few particularly scarred ones, were gone. "I'm clean. I have been a long time."

puckzillarette April 16 2012, 08:46:39 UTC

Naomi's eyes dropped to his arm, but she didn't know if it was going to be enough. In fact, no, she knew it wasn't going to be enough. Not to breach tens years of estrangement when the last time she saw him, he was stealing the money of her she put blood, sweat and tears into earning to save for her college tuition. She had been absolutely devastated when she discovered it, never thinking that she would be someone Puck would hurt. She knew he hurt others, but she had lulled herself into the false sense of security that her big brother would never do those things to her ( ... )

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