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Soleil Whitaker 07/28/18 Daniel
Gay.
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 He's...
-pauses, shrugs-
Independent enough.
-squints-
Kind of.
-shrugs again-
I guess we'll just have to see.
-sly grin-
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 Sh*t. Yes.
-too eager-
Lead the way.
-sheepish grin-
Can't believe I almost forgot our son.
-short laugh-
Oops?
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 -squeaks-
... sure.
-white knuckle driving all the way back to the hotel-
So, uhm.
-scratches cheek, gets out of car-
It drives nicely. I can't thank you enough, baby.
-takes his hand, already leading him back to suite-
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 -smirks right back-
Well, you do know I like to go fast.
-winks-
And that I always have time for you.
-pulls him back into a quick kiss-
-hops into driver's seat-
How's your driving in this new body? Still...
-coughs-
Terrible?
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 -reaches around to cop a feel-
You're such a f*ckboy, do you know that?
-pulls keys out from his back pocket-
-holds them up-
You didn't have to do this, babe.
-presses free hand to his chest-
But, thank you. You're too good to me.
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 -swats-
Because. Public indecency.
-hums-
Remember that time outside the brownstone?
-smirks, then pauses-
Wait.
-brow furrows-
Y-you didn't... a car?
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 Oh. Well, hello.
-hooks leg around his waist-
Love you.
-sheepish smile-
But, let's not traumatize you know, the neighbors.
-kisses his nose-
Surprise?
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 -squeals-
Daniel!
-nods-
Yes please.
-taps lips-
'Nother kiss first, please.
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 -rushes out, waving-
Hi, baby.
-grins-
Missed you.
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 Daniel
Alright, I'll be ready. Just text me.
Soleil Whitaker 07/27/18 Daniel
You really need to stop spoiling me.
I love you already, baby.
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
Some things never change.
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
Whatever you'd prefer, darling.
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
You're also ridiculously gay.
I'll be over within the hour, okay?
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
You're ridiculous.
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
Do as you please.
I don't think I'll be much longer, though.
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
Okay. :(


Daniel
Love you, too.
Text you when I'm done.
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
Join me and Vee for dinner? Bring Wilson?
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
Most likely.
I'll text you?
Soleil Whitaker 07/26/18 Daniel
Love you, too.
Miss you.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -faltering smile-
Sure. Bedtime.
-turns onto side-
Goodnight, Daniel.
-feels guilty, but is too tired to say more-
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Vee... she's like me.
-sits up-
It's not really my secret to tell, but we're the same. Sort of.
-hopes he understands-
Which is part of the reason why I feel close to her.
-fidgets-
You're my number one. Always. But...
-closes eyes-
I love you, okay? No matter what.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Okay.
-shrugs-
-changes into pajamas-
You act like I don't spend every free moment with you.
-gets quiet-
And you make me feel like I'm not allowed to have friends.
-slips under the covers-
After all this time, I would've thought that you'd understand that I need you. That I will always need you, no matter what.
-sighs-
Just because I'm choosing to spend some time with the one friend I have, doesn't mean I love you any less.
-shakes head-
I know you're hurting, Daniel. And I'm sorry I keep disappointing you. I don't... I don't know what to say.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Why do you have such a problem with her?
-isn't trying to start a fight, just curious-
You know, actually. Nevermind.
-retreats to bathroom to wash up-
I'm exhausted from traveling. Just... bed. Please.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -covers Wilson's ears-
You are such a f*ckboy. Still.
-changes toddler, tucks him into bed-
G'night, Wilson. Love you.
-kisses his forehead-
-steps out of room, waits for Daniel-
I would love to stay here, baby. You know that. But, Vee's niece just passed. She...
-pauses, deep breath-
We need eachother right now.
-reaches out-
Please. Please don't get defensive. I don't want to fight.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -glances at clock-
It's way past his bedtime.
-scoops up toddler-
C'mon, little man. Sleepy time.
-hushes his protests-
-turns to Daniel-
Help me get him into his PJs?
-small grin-
And then Netflix?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Stop being such a baby. I said your hands are the best.
-rolls eyes-
No need to get all butthurt about it.
-reaches over, caresses his cheek-
Mud bath? I feel like that is hypocritical.
-hums-
But, sure. Why not?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -wide eyes-
Couple's massage.
-so excited-
Oh my god, babe. Can we? Please?
-claps hands-
I've been dying for one.
-pauses, blinks-
Not that your hands aren't phenomenal, I just...
-coughs-
Please?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 You spoiled me, just by marrying me.
-so soft, so gay-
I got so lucky with you.
-swats at his hand-
Mama's hungry.
-blinks-
I hated saying that. Why did I say that?
-shrugs-
I don't have plans for tomorrow. Figured we could explore.
-lowers voice-
Vee does want to meet you... again.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -lopsided grin-
If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're just trying to get me drunk.
-shrugs-
I might be okay with that. I mean, we're on vacation, right?
-immediately reaches for plate of pancakes-
These first.
-suddenly starving-
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 You could've gone with markers and a coloring book.
-hums-
You spoil him. Always have.
-readjusts robe-
-picks Wilson up, bounces him a little-
Hey, bud. Are you hungry? We have nuggets coming, how does that sound?
-listens to him babble-
Uncle Dan is nice enough let us stay here for a little.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -orders quickly-
-returns to couch-
You got him a Nerf gun, too?
-blinks-
Daniel. You don't have to...
-watches Wilson silently-
You don't have to keep buying him things.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -slaps his shoulder-
Rude.
-laughs, shakes head-
I didn't, not yet.
-gets up to retrieve menu-
-returns, flips through-
Tenders for Wilson? Stack of pancakes to split?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -pads around suite-
Daniel? Wilson?
-finds them, settles on couch-
Hey, you two.
-reaches over to ruffle Wilson's hair-
What've you been up to? Legos?
-glances at strewn Lego pieces-
You should've kept me awake.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -squeaks-
Oh.
-nods-
Yes. That is... that would be alright.
-sheepish grin-
Definitely better than alright.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Why're you...
-shakes head-
Nevermind.
-takes ahold of his shirt collar, tugs him close-
I trust you.
-lingering kiss-
Kiss me a little before I inhale that massive lobster all by myself?
-grins against his lips-
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -pauses-
What's up, baby?
-reaches up to stroke his cheek-
Something wrong?
-so concerned-
Did I do something?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -quiet laugh-
Always such a charmer.
-wraps arms around his neck-
I got a little bit of sun with Vee, earlier. Wilson built a sandcastle.
-leans up on tiptoes to press a kiss to his jaw-
Lobster is great, babe. Thank you.
-leads him back into bedroom-
Can we watch Shameless?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -appears in doorway, offers over champagne-
Veuve Clicquot is almost too fancy to drink straight from the bottle.
-grins-
Almost.
-tilts head-
Lobster for dinner?
-arches brow-
What's the occasion?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -rolls eyes-
Of course you did.
-touches his shoulder-
Why don't you go show him, and I'll open that bottle of champagne you were talking about?
-small smile-
I'll... get comfortable.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 -steps into suite-
Wow.
-sets Wilson down-
I'm slumming it over at Tucker's, and you're just...
-waves hands-
You can keep Wilson, then.
-smirks-
-jumps into his arms-
Missed you.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Daniel
Maybe let me in so I can take advantage of that body you offer?
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Daniel
Well, yeah. And you feed me.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Daniel
Would you stop being such a homo.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Daniel
I'll be over soon, just requested an Uber.
I love you, you know.
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Daniel
What's that supposed to mean, "you're you?"
Soleil Whitaker 07/25/18 Daniel
I'm still mad that you stayed behind.
You promised that we'd leave together.
Soleil Whitaker 07/20/18 "I love you, too."

Soleil stares into the pair of caramel colored eyes she'd become so well-acquainted with, the tension and angst held in her heart dissipating, then. The angel has a way of putting the younger woman at ease - this moment is no exception. She leans close enough to bump her forehead against his own, a brief expression of adoration and admiration. "The three of us, then," she says quietly, "We'll go to LA tomorrow. Will you help me pack?"
Soleil Whitaker 07/20/18 "No," she insists, "I don't want to be away from you." She grabs onto the front of Daniel's shirt, bunching the fabric up in her tight fist. It feels juvenile, being curled up in his lap, cradled against his chest. But, it also feels safe. It's another few minutes until she's able to speak again. This time, her words come as whispers.

"Where El goes, Death follows," she repeats, eyes sliding shut, "That's what makes her so predictable. Everything she touches, she destroys. I can't risk losing you again, it'd... I don't know what I'd do."
Soleil Whitaker 07/20/18 She's caught in this violent cycle of emotions for what seems like hours. By the end of it, tucked snuggly under Daniel's chin, Soleil is exhausted. She'd spent the majority of the day in such shock and panic that she'd almost felt numb. But, the walls crumbled in the angel's presence, finally allowing for Soleil to lament. She listens silently, processing every carefully chosen word Daniel speaks. His voice is calm and even - for Soleil, it's unsettling.

When he's finished, the two sit for a moment. But, it's the resurgence of utter panic that propels the young woman from Daniel's lap, and onto her feet. "So, what?" she cries, voice shrill, "We just let her walk away with him?"

Her breath hitches as a new tears begin to fall. "A-and the threat she'd been protecting him from? Doesn't that put us in danger, too?"
Soleil Whitaker 07/20/18 "Baby," she squeaks, appearing in the kitchen doorframe with her arms wrapped around her own slim frame. The color has drained from her already pale face, feelings of guilt, panic, anger, and confusion brew in her chest. She'd been betrayed yet again. What's worse is that she'd walked herself right into this mess. There are tears now, silently streaming down her cheeks. A hand reaches up to clasp over her mouth, stifling a heart-wrenching wail.

"She has our son. I-I don't know how she did it."
Soleil Whitaker 07/20/18 Daniel
Please. Please hurry.
Soleil Whitaker 07/20/18 Daniel
He’s gone.
Elouise.
Soleil Whitaker 07/20/18 Daniel
Logan’s gone.
Soleil Whitaker 07/16/18 Daniel
I'll be over in 20.
Soleil Whitaker 07/16/18 Daniel
What am I, a f*cking booty call?

Daniel
I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.
Soleil Whitaker 07/16/18 Daniel
Maybe.
Soleil Whitaker 07/16/18 Daniel
We'll discuss when I come over, then.
Soleil Whitaker 07/15/18 Daniel
Coffee tomorrow?
I have something to discuss.
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 -arches brow-
Creative, huh?
-smirks-
I like the sound of that.
-pauses-
Let me see if the boys are down first.
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 -shrugs-
I suppose that's fair.
-pouts a little-
Could these lips ask you to stay tonight?
-wandering hands-
I think I'm getting too used to having you around.
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 Why'd you leave so early?
-hums-
Maybe. We haven't been to the zoo lately.
-presses a kiss to his cheek-
We could have an outing.
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 -winks-
Always have a trick or two up my sleeve.
-fixes hair-
I might've been a Gold Star before...
-waves hand-
This, but I've done a lot more than you think.
-huge smirk-
Thought you might like that.
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 Daniel
Food and sex.
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 Daniel
I'll pick you up.
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 Daniel
How about the Mustang?
Soleil Whitaker 07/08/18 Daniel
I love you, too.
Boys loved the pancakes.
Come by later?
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 -laughs-
Only if you have a license to be carrying those guns.
-sits up, reaches out-
How about you use those muscles for something other than showing off, hmm?
-hooks fingers in his belt loops, tugs him close-
-leans in to whisper-
Might as well take advantage.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 -rolls eyes-
Always such a charmer.
-runs fingers through his hair-
I miss having hair to pull.
-smirks-
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 -takes his face in hands-
Baby, I know you.
-pulls him into gentle kiss-
You don't always have to be so stoic.
-obliges with boob pillows-
Some things, however, never change.
-quiet chuckle-
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 -sighs-
I know, I know.
-reaches for him-
I'm sorry for being short with you, baby.
-tugs on his shirt-
I know it's not easy for you, either.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 -wraps arms around his neck-
I have you boiled down to food and sex.
-smirks-
So easy to please.
-nods-
Loft.
-slight frown-
I-I don't sleep in our bed anymore.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 -rolls eyes playfully-
Of course I love you.
-swats at-
Pancakes? Really?
-shrugs-
Only if we have chocolate chips.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 -quietly opens front door-
How did you know I was going to say yes?
-ushers him in-
I missed you so much.
-practically drags him upstairs to loft-
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
The boys are asleep.
Rhiannon is... she's somewhere.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
Then, help me, baby. Please.
And have some faith in me.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
You know I’m always going to love you. I really don’t like when you joke about that, it makes me feel like I’m not doing enough to prove that to you.
But, I would like my wife back. I’d like for things to go back to normal.
I’m going to do everything in my power to make that happen. Including having some level of confidence, however misguided it may be.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
Then, why would you say it?
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
Overreact?
You’re the one who jumps to conclusions.
I said I don’t think another child is a priority right now, and you automatically equate that with how I don’t love you.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
I don’t want to argue at all.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
With the “you don’t love me” bullsh*t.
I’m not sure of anything. But, your doubt certainly isn’t doing sh*t for us.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
Please don’t start.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
I’m going to say no.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
It’s not permanent.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be short.
I just, I want our normal life back. The boys need their mother.
My priority, right now, isn’t another child.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
I don’t know, getting my wife back?
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
We could.
But, I think we have other priorities right now, baby.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
I know it rubs you the wrong way, baby. But, I do need to spend some time with Vee.
I just found out that her niece died, so she needs a support system right now.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
I could definitely be into that.
Soleil Whitaker 07/07/18 Daniel
Yes, if our accommodations allow.
Vee said something about staying at Reid’s.
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 Daniel
I love you. Don't forget.
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 "You and I."

Soleil presses her forehead to his, eyes sliding shut for a moment. The thought of Rhiannon, and going 'home' creeps into the corner of her mind, and her best effort is just enough to suppress it for a few minutes longer. But, her return to the brownstone is inevitable. She's painfully aware of how long she's left Logan and Wilson with her in-laws; there's no doubt that they'd done her a huge favor in babysitting last minute. Finally, she breaks the silence with a heavy sigh.

"I have to get back to the boys."

It's a sad admission, every bit of reluctance palpable in the way she says it. Then, she's up and moving around to collect her belongings. The thought of being apart from the angel, even if it's just across town, makes her heart ache. But, delaying her departure would only make things harder on the couple. "LA," she says, shuffling over to the edge of the bed, "I'll text Vee, and we'll go. Okay?"
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 “Relax, baby. I’m teasing.” The angel’s given name is sacred, reserved only for a few select situations. Soleil knows this. But, she can’t help it, especially since ‘Daniel’ feels so strange and foreign between her lips. To soothe the nerve she’d so obviously and painfully struck, Soleil shifts so she can reach over, and caress the angel’s cheek. “I love your stubborn resolve and your one track mind, you know.”

Fingertips brush against Daniel’s facial features - cheekbones, across his brow, down the length of his nose. They settle gently against his lips, Soleil’s expression softening as the highest form of affection takes command of the muscles in her face.

“I love your dedication to this family. Your devotion to me, and my well being. I love that you’re so unapologetically protective, that you always have my best interest in mind.”

“I love you, Atarah.” Soleil knows she’s pushing boundaries by daring to use the angel’s name once more. But, she finds it necessary in her attempt to express just how real this love actually is. Her small hand presses flat against the spot just above the angel's heart, leaning in for another kiss, thereafter.
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 “I’m filing for divorce if you go all ‘psycho white man’ on me,” Soleil chides, pressing her palms flat against his chest, “Wilson needs both his moms.”

She squints up at the angel, bottom lip stuck out in an defiant pout. Of course, she has nothing but love in her heart for him - but, there’s no way she’ll stand for such close-minded ideologies, even if Daniel doesn’t mean what he says. To acknowledge his joking tone, however, Soleil lifts her head to nip at his neck. “You know better, Atarah,” she mutters, lips moving along his jawline.
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 "It's not just about him catching on," she responds, taking a playful swat at his arm with her free hand. There are bigger issues at play - keeping up appearances, of course, is the most important. Not that Wilson would particularly understand the whole 'your mommy is a man, but not transgender' dilemma. And not that anyone in LA would be able to relay the news back to the East Coast. The whole situation is just... complicated.

"Plus, you know that boy questions everything. How is he going to react if he sees us... canoodling?"
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 Soleil hums as Daniel peppers her with kisses, making his way down her pale torso at an agonizingly slow pace. The angel has always been such a tease. "One track mind," Soleil breathes, "Even now." Stillness settles around the pair, the rest of the house quiet as well; the only indication of life is the sound of Soleil's erratic heartbeat.

"I don't know what else you'd call that," she comments after they're done. Daniel makes his way back to her lips, an expression of self-satisfaction evident on his face. Soleil rolls her eyes before reaching up to run her fingers through his damp hair.

"And we'll discuss sharing a bed in LA."
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 "Wilson fondly refers to you as Uncle Dan," Soleil admits with a chuckle of her own, "You're like Callum's equivalent, just on my side of the family." She offers a playful wink before craning her neck for another kiss. In a miraculously short period of time, she'd grown comfortable with kissing a man. Surprising, to say the least, especially considering how opposed she'd been in the past - even if said man had been the notably gay Winter Summers. But, this? Well, this is certainly a special case.

"Of course I want you to go with me, baby. It'd kill me to be so far away."
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 "I wouldn't trade it, either," she responds with a small smile, "It helps that you shaved."

Her hands rest on top of his, thumb brushing against his knuckles. His calloused palms feel different against her cheek, but it doesn't seem to bother her all that much. Silently, she savors each and every moment she has with the angel. Despite the very drastic change in physical presence, Atarah still exhibits the same kind of affection and adoration, which, in turn, helps put Soleil's heart at ease. Of course, she's anxious to return the angel to her previous body. But, this is enough, for now.

"Come with us," she whispers, forehead pressed to his sternum, "To LA. I'll... I trust Vee enough to tell her what's going on. She could help us."
Soleil Whitaker 07/06/18 In the morning, Soleil wakes slowly and reluctantly, as she always has in the angel’s company. “Morning,” she mumbles, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Daniel greets her with a tender kiss, and an offer to make breakfast. Humming, Soleil smiles and pushes herself upright, gathering the sheets around her naked form.

“Wait,” she says, just as Daniel swings his legs over the side of the bed, “Not yet.” She’s pulling him back into bed then, a leg hooking over his waist. Hands travel across the expanse of his muscled chest, up the back of his neck, and into his hair, effectively pulling him into a feverish kiss. For obvious reasons, a lot about last night had felt different - not wrong, necessarily. As gentle of a lover as Daniel had been, Soleil missed the certain softness she’d become familiar with in Rhiannon. But, to her surprise, the whispered pleas, hushed laughter, and sleepy kisses afterwards all felt the same as they had before. Daniel tasted like her angel, and falling asleep with his arms around her had felt like home.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 "I won't be gone long," Soleil replies, just as Daniel lowers her onto the bed. She smiles, then. Wide, bright, and genuine. He leans in, smiling as well, to whisper expressions of love and affirmation - things that make Soleil's heart swell with an emotion she hasn't felt since the accident in Montana.

Everything feels different, and yet, just the way the angel still smells like vanilla is enough to put Soleil at ease. Daniel is cautious when undressing her, intermittently asking if everything is okay. Soleil only nods. When her hands find his belt buckle finally, she stops.

"I've never..."

The angel understands before Soleil can finish. He's gentle, and Soleil is beyond grateful. After, with her 'Gold Star Lesbian' status thoroughly destroyed, Soleil curls up against Daniel's side, bare thigh draped haphazardly over his hips. Fingers drift absentmindedly across his chest, drawing lazy patterns against his skin. It feels like their first time. All that's missing is the haunting melody of Russ' 'Cherry Hill.'
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Her brow furrows at Daniel's inquiry. She knows what staying the night might entail; she'd known long before he even asked. But, as the angel steps away, stuttering, Soleil feels a strange sense of emptiness in her chest. She reaches for him, guiding his hands back to her waist. Her own hands come to rest on his broad chest.

"I want to," she murmurs, leaning onto her tip toes to press a gentle kiss to his lips, "With you." In that moment, there's no room to doubt Soleil's love for the angel; it's an affection, a devotion that transcends physical form, runs deeper than the person's bodily composition. For the angel, Soleil would do anything, and to her own surprise, that included something that she'd sworn off doing, simply because of her sexual orientation.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 "We'll figure something out," she repeats, grip tightening instinctively. It feels different, embracing someone of much larger stature than Rhiannon. But, it's not uncomfortable - Soleil feels at home, still. Daniel's apology does not go unacknowledged. The younger Whitaker nods silently, knowing, in her heart, that the angel is genuinely sorry. In a whisper, she apologizes, as well.

But soon, her lips are preoccupied by other means. The urgency in the kiss is palpable, and Soleil's hands immediately lift to lock around the back of Daniel's neck. Fingers thread through short, dark brown hair. For a brief moment, Soleil leans away, but only to whisper something the angel has heard countless times before.

"I love you, too. You're everything to me."
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Soleil doesn't feel particularly welcomed into the angel's new place of residence. Of course, it feels foreign. But, an odd sense of frigidity ripples through her body as she steps across the threshold. It doesn't help that Daniel is tightlipped. "I-I don't have to stay, Atarah," she whispers, pressing herself back against the wall. The angel slips past her, shuffling slowly down the hall and into the kitchen. She follows, hands shoved deep into her jacket pockets.

It's silent for a few moments, only the sound of their heartbeats occupy the space between them. Daniel offers food, finally. Soleil isn't hungry. And then, she jumps at the sound of his fist against the marble countertop. The sadness in his voice is easily discernible, and Soleil can feel the way her heart shatters in her chest.

"We were meant to take care of eachother," she responds, quietly. Slowly, she makes her way closer to him, arms wrapping around his torso thereafter.

"I love you, baby. We'll figure this out. I promise."
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Soleil can't stay away. She couldn't, even if she tried. Yes, there had been moments during which the angel had made Soleil question her own competence. And yes, she'd been hurt beyond mature words by the mention of her relapse. But, there's no denying that she loves Atarah with every last fiber of her being. So, after a quick call to Callum McKay and a half-assed explanation for the last minute request, she's swinging a leg over her motorcycle, small satchel of belongings strapped to her back.

The ride is quick, and for the first time since the beginning of their relationship, she's nervous to see the angel. She'd been unnecessarily cruel with her words earlier in the day; the weight of regret is heavy in her chest. She parks along the curb, and shuffles her way to the front door, hesitating only for a moment before reaching out to ring the doorbell.

"Daniel?"
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
I don't know, to be quite honest.
I think I need some time to think.
I'll text you later.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
Show, don't tell.
Prove to me that you trust me.
That you believe I can make the right decisions for our family.
This is bigger than just you, Atarah.
It's bigger than me, than us together.
There's a lot at stake, and it would mean the world if you could grant me just a morsel of approval.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
I'm sure that'll go over well.
We fought because you don't f*cking trust me.
You question every decision I make, and have no regard for how incompetent it makes me feel.
You see me as a child, and as a dependent. Not as your equal.
Did you ever stop to consider that maybe you're the problem I'm running from this time?
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
I'll give you the flight number.
You can watch and wave from the terminal.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Just like that, every last bit of air is knocked from Soleil's lungs. As Daniel stalks off, she's left gasping, hand reaching out to clutch the back of a chair for support. Such a low blow is uncharacteristic of the angel, and Soleil knows there's more to the outburst than just anger. But, it doesn't stop her from lashing out, as well. Stubborn as she is.

Daniel
I'm hoping you'll be less of a pr!ck when I get back from LA.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 -pushes chair in angrily-
Don't you think, even for a second, that you're not all I want in this life.
-crosses arms over chest-
Day in and day out, I try my hardest just to prove how much I love you. I need you to start acting like you trust me.
-moves to gather boys-
Because this isn't just about you, anymore.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 -is slightly taken aback-
They're our children, Atarah.
-stands as well-
I acknowledge and accept your frustration. This isn't easy on me, either.
-begins to gather belongings-
But, I'm not going to let your obvious disdain for Vee cloud my own judgement. If the West Coast is what I feel is best for our children in this moment, believe me, I'll be on the next plane out.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 -shrugs-
I don't know, baby. It's possible.
-sighs-
I don't want to be alone, but staying in the brownstone is too much right now. Ideally, I'd stay with you, but...
-puts hands in lap-
Vee's my best friend, and she's good with the boys.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 -nods slowly-
I've been thinking about going home. To Boston, I mean.
-pauses-
I want you to come, but I think...
-another pause-
It might be confusing for Wilson, and I don't want to alarm him.
-brushes thumb over back of his hand-
I might see if Vee is up for a visitor, too. Just for the company, I'm not sure I can handle being home with the boys for the first time without you.
-deep breath, quickly wipes away a tear-
Tonight, though. Chinese food, and Netflix?
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 I know, I know. I love you, too.
-runs fingers through hair-
I've been sleeping in the loft because being in the same bed as Rhiannon feels wrong.
-bites lip-
And after... you know, the three of us. It's like, she thinks I'm good to do it, whenever.
-watches the boys for a moment, silently-
-a little scatterbrained-
I'll drop them off with Callum and Margot tonight, okay? I want to come over.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 It's not...
-leans close, presses forehead to his-
It's not your fault, baby. And it's not your responsibility to fix this, either.
-cups his cheek-
We'll fix it, okay? You and I.
-small smile-
No matter what.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 -shrugs-
Okay, I guess? I'm not sure.
-fidgets-
It's hard. Everything is so freaking hard without you.
-takes his hand again-
She's useless, the boys don't understand, and I...
-shuts eyes, whispers-
I just want things to be normal again.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 -b-line to back table-
-ushers boys along, too-
Hey, stranger.
-so relieved-
Thanks for being here last minute.
-squeezes his hand-
I just wanted to see you.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
I don't really want to talk about her.
We're in the Uber.
See you soon.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
You can ask them yourself.
I'm not leaving them in the house with Rhiannon.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
Our usual place?
I can be there in 20.
Soleil Whitaker 07/05/18 Daniel
Free for coffee?
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