all i've ever asked, brooklyn

[TALON OLIVIA LAVENDER]

just give me all of your love,
THAT'S ALL I'VE EVER ASKED

Talon just needed to get away, it was all she could think about as she had left the concert that night. What a way to hear such a thing. Especially after him being gone so long! Not to mention the night that they had spent together before the concert, the night before it to be exact. Why had he not told her? Was he planning to tell her ever? These thoughts bombarded the girl's head and they weren't showing any signs of stopping. Her mind seemed to be in overtime and she wasn't expecting a break anytime soon. He wouldn't have told her had she not found out like she did. Some girls backstage had heard of it, and apparently discussing his sex life while he sang his heart out on stage. Talon was disgusted. It was a drunk hookup. Something that the girl hated to hear about, even if it wasn't involving Nash. The fact that it was, just made everything worse.

How long had it been... five.. six months maybe? And talon had withstood life without Nash. Of course there were skype sessions and hour long phone calls and text messages here and there, so it wasn't like they were going without each other for this amount of time. It was the simple fact that he had gotten drunk one night... one. fucking. night. And had sex with someone other then her. It disgusted her, and it made her want to go insane. She had gone without him for far too long to hear that kind of news, and not only was she angry.. she was hurt. How could he cheat on her like that? Much worse, he hadn't been that drunk. He could still remember parts of it. She didn't want to hear anymore, and she had dashed past him to attempt to open her car door. She hadn't even been able to speak to him for a moment, the boy didn't even know what was wrong. But when he did.. it seemed as if he didn't care.

Talon knew things were too good for him to actually change. He had been doing good with his alcohol yes, so far as she knew. But who was to say he wasn't lying about this too? She would never know, and quite honestly, she was fucking tired of babysitting him. Now she just had to move on, and she knew that was a job all in itself. She couldn't do it, no. But she would sure as hell try. And having the mindset to get her mind off of the boy, she was getting ready to go down to the beach, get some sun, and figure out a way to fix this mess of what she called a life. Things would have been better if he had let her take her life in the first place. The simple thought brought chills to her spine and caused the girl to immediately glance at the scars upon her wrists. Scars caused by her, but containing memories of him.

He was everywhere. There wasn't a place she could look that didn't remind her of him, and she hated it. Because no matter how hard she tried he was always with her. And while he was away on tour it was a good thing, because they were still together and he was sober and happily taken with her as his girlfriend. He had cheated, and boy.. did that change everything. Talon sighed as she slipped on her bathing suit and got her things neatly placed in her colorful bag. Times where she would meet Nash on the beach for a day of sunlight and volleyball on the beach drifted through her head. No, she couldn't let thoughts of him ruin her day. This was her day off. She scoffed, as if.

With a small sigh the girl placed her sunglasses on the top of her head and grabbed her ipod, slipping it in her bag before stepping out of her house, locking the door behind her. The walk to the beach wasn't very far at all, plus the nice day and the cool breeze that it brought helped to clear her mind. It was exactly what she needed and she hoped to God that this day would be what she would need. She hoped she didn't meet up with anyone here. It was partially the reason the girl walked nearly half a mile to find a secluded spot on the beach. Talon grinned as she set her stuff in the sand and brought her towel out, laying it out on the sand before laying down on it, shivering softly as her back came into contact with the now-warm towel from the hot sand. The feeling was ecstasy as she put her sunglasses over her eyes and slipped her headphones in her ears. relaxation time.

TAG jay and nash<3
OUTFIT CLICK
WORDS 810
MUSE a whole lot more then i thought XD
NOTES nawh :3

[brook2]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] my mouth is frozen so I can't even speak what a disappointment, I had it perfectly what i was going to bring up suddenly stood like a stone as you stood quietly you're making it hard for me - - - - - - - - - ► all i can do is freeze Brook was known for being a complete asshole with no regard to any ones feelings, that was suppose to be the old him. The old Brook who purposely made you feel like shit because deep down he knew what a piece of trash he really was. So to get rid of that pain, he drank half the time which did little to help anybody. He just tried to force it in his thick headed skull of his that he was helping himself some how. He did more than just drink, the other half of the time he was trying to kill himself. He seemed hopeless at one point, Talon and him both. He still remembered that night though he refused to speak about it. It made him snap out of it most defiantly changed him for the better, or so everyone thought. Things that had happened in the past were what fueled him to take on the music career he always wanted. He didn't have much faith he would go anywhere, but suddenly things happened so fast and swooped him off his feet. He kept telling himself that this would be good for Talon and him. He could finally do something with himself besides just being a nuisance considering he didn't have a steady job at the time he left, essentially he did have more money though ever since he quit drinking. He didn't really know how long he would last on the road, and what would happened to him. He was clueless again and that's what scared him. Sometimes long nights on the road killed him more than anything to be away from the girl he loved, no matter what shitty things he had done. He was never going to stop loving her, he couldn't imagine such a thing. Those night when he was by himself, alone with his mind, and in the silence were the worst. Still he promised himself he wasn't going to resort to drinking, but old habits are hard to break even then he wish Talon knew how hard on him it was to be away and not go back to that lonely place he had been before. Those nights alone on the bus while everyone was out getting trashed, he stayed most likely not to get sucked into the lifestyle he tried so hard to stay away from. So he put all his past problems on paper, really he would write anything down to keep him busy and the words just flowed. He stopped writing after that night. He didn't have anymore motivation for a while. He didn't know who to blame himself, his band-mates, the alcohol, or the girl that pushed herself into his lap. It hurt him just as much as it hurt Talon to find out, still he didn't stop himself from taking that stranger back to the bus. He could still remember it faintly when he didn't want to. If he didn't remember it he could say it never happened. The worst was he wasn't planning on telling Talon ever as bad as that sounds. He wanted to let it go and erase it from his drunken memory as if it never happened. He was hopping everything would just go away, and as much as he was trying to deny it never happened. He could never deny it in front of Talon. He could come up with as many excuses as he wanted to, but he was going to tell her the Truth. He got drunk and had a one night stand and that was that. It was hard for him as it had been hard for him to do many things before that. As much of his time went to blocking out that nigh it became harder everyday to function, to get out of his bunk or get on stage. He refused to drink and or let his fans down, he kept telling himself if he could keep those two mere promises somehow everything would get better. After that night the rest of the tour didn't flow as well. It was like everyone could tell he was going down hill. He tried to hide it for everyone’s sake, he wanted to be that carefree guy he always been. Though things didn't get as better as Brook hoped they would and for a short amount of time he went back to that period where it was just him and it was cold. He sunk lower and buried himself in deep narcotics to ignore everything around him. They were just as bad as alcohol and Nash wasn't stupid, he knew it, it was just a lot easier to hide. He always hated when people took pity on him, and or asked a lot of question. That's what made popping pills easier, he could avoid those things. He thought by not telling her, she could avoid the pain he suffered. The one that was always on his conscience, the one eating away at him. Now that things had gotten out about it, he only wanted to confront the girl. He wanted to make things up no matter how impossible that sounded. Though deep down, he knew she would come back he just needed to give her some time. There was just one little problem with that, he didn't think he could wait that long. He obviously knew what he had down was wrong, and maybe he didn't deserve forgiveness, but there was no denying he loved Talon and that was something he didn't have with that other girl. He was thinking about getting out of the house he had to do it sometime, and though he didn't know what he would do with his free time he needed to find something to keep his mind off of Talon just for a few seconds and maybe that would be good for him to do even if that's just what he kept telling himself. He wasn't expecting to run into talon, she was the person he was trying to avoid for a while, but as he pushed through the sand. He could easily make out her figure. At first he stopped maybe ten feet away to admire her, he probably looked like a creeper. And after a few short moments, he sauntered over, looking down at her through his shades, she looked peaceful. He'd been standing there for quite some time, she seemed oblivious to his presence. He sat down beside her deciding to be extra creepy today. all I need is just a little emotion TAGS: TALON , WORDS: 1081 , LYRICS: LIGHTS - ICE template made by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0

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[TALON OLIVIA LAVENDER]

just give me all of your love,
THAT'S ALL I'VE EVER ASKED

Talon couldn't help the way she felt. There was no way of getting away from her emotions. She had known that from the very first love she had ever felt for the boy. She couldn't get away from the love she had for him, and she couldn't get away from the opposing hate she had for him. No, she didn't absolutely hate him. But he had his moments. Especially moments like now, where he was finally home from tour, and how she couldn't talk to him, she couldn't be with him and most of all she couldn't love him without the memory of him having a drunk hook up with someone drifting through her head as she spoke with him. She couldn't do it, and by all means, she wasn't about to. This was his mess, and he could fix it. If there was even anything to fix, Talon wasn't sure. All she knew was that she had done her part.

She had helped him so long ago, that night that brought a pure shiver to her spine at how close she had cut it. They had saved each other. But it was obvious to her what good that had done. No, she may not know the struggles he faced every day in his tour life, and no she didn't know about the nights that he spent on the bus alone. What she was focused on, was the one night that he went out, and the one night that he had destroyed everything they had worked so hard to repair. In Talon's mind, there was no coming back from this. She didn't want to try anymore. There was no use, he was just going to do it again wasn't he? Talon's heart was in shreds, the one little piece she gave him after the attempt at killing herself was now shattered. The girl had no heart anymore.

She didn't want to think about it, she didn't want to talk about it, and most of all she just wanted to get away from it. Her mind would stay centered on Brooklyn she knew, it always did. But that didn't mean she couldn't go out and have a good time herself. Part of her wanted to go around and sleep with the first male she saw, completely sober. But she knew that she would be thinking of him the whole time, and to be quite honest, if she was going to cheat she wanted it to be for her, and not with him in mind. It would be useless to do such a thing. And she hated the fact that she had given him the satisfaction of having her right after he had cheated on her, it was without Talon's knowledge though, and if she could take it back she probably would have. Not because it was with him, no. Talon loved being with Brook, it was just the fact that he had ventured away from her love, and gotten it from somewhere else. It disgusted Talon.

And now, listening to her Ipod as she laid there her mind was wrapping itself around the idea of being free for once. She didn't like it, but she knew that she had to give it a chance. If this was how loving brooklyn would turn out, she wanted another go around. If someone could find their way into her heart somehow, she would let them in. But she was forgetting one thing; she had no heart now. It was still in his incapable hands, and it seemed as if he had a hammer in his other hand, breaking it piece by piece just because he had the power to. Talon was broken, she had no doubt about it. There was no spark of life, or love left. She had given this love her all, and it had gotten her here, which wasn't very far.

The music she had been listening to lately was nothing that she was used to, she had acquired a new taste. Quite surprising knowing talon, but that didn't matter. The screams in her ear were far too loud for her to notice someone watching her, much less standing right over her. Her glasses covered her eyes from the sun as they remained closed, letting the sun caress every part of her figure she could. The sun felt so good. She was relaxed, her mind on the lyrics rather then the boy who she couldn't push out of her head, but that was soon to be ruined as she let her eyes flutter open to find Brooklyn sitting beside her. Talon jumped, her whole body reacting to his presence.

What the fuck are you doing here? her eyebrows furrowed as she spoke, attempting to move her things so she could scoot away from him. But her towel only covered the sand but so far and she wasn't about to lay in the gritty substance. Can't you just leave me alone for one fucking day? Her words were harsh, but she knew they were needed. He wouldn't get the idea if she wasn't stern about it. Talon wasn't a mean person, but when you had been through as much as she had it kind of came naturally, regardless if that was your nature or not. She felt bad, but not really. He had caused her too much pain for her to be nice now. Her nice days were over, and she was ready to forget.

TAG jay and nash<3
OUTFIT CLICK
WORDS 911
MUSE alot
NOTES so somer x.x