she was a hurricane / judas

[ELIZA JEAN RAMIREZ]

SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC

she was dancing. his hands were running down her sides and she could feel him breathing on her neck. it went black. her face was in the toilet bringing back all the alcohol she consumed. it went black again. she was nearly falling down the steps, stumbling into various people who gave disgusted looks or sounds towards her. it went black again. she woke up on the floor, cold hard flood. her cheek was pressed hard against the wooden floor in her best friend olivia's foyer. eliza ramirez felt her head spinning as she closed her eyes tight. she was sweaty, covered in what smelled like alcohol and cologne, and wanted to go lay in the bed she was familiar with at judas's. she moved her arms and it sent tingles down her whole body. out of her mouth came a long painful groan. finally after a few moments of complete still and silent she managed to use the wall to stand up. her hair was a wreck and her stockings were ripped under her leather skirt.

damn it. she looked at her stockings and stood up straight grabbing at her head. reaching around she noted her keys, theyve been there the whole time?! she reached over on the table next to the front door, she had left them there and couldnt find them for a whole three days. letting out a large sigh she walked out the door, quietly shutting it, knowing others were passed out as well. unsure of the nights events as she got into her car and started it. she backed out of the driveway and sped off towards her destination. she closed her eyes a few times but opened them hearing cars beeping at her. she still felt drunk from the night before. finally reaching the place she recognized so much she stopped in the street, a small smile creeping onto the corners of her mouth. home. she mumbled out in a painful voice.

parking outfront eliza slid out of the drivers side, purse on her arm and locked the car silently. it was 10am and she wasnt sure who was up and who was home but she knew ju was going to give her crap regardless. sneaking in through the front door she met the dogs there and pet them bending close to one to let it lick her. she chuckled softly and then turned towards the living room. stepping on the carpet she managed to get her boots off with her feet instead of having to bend down and untie them and do so much unessicary work. dropping her keys and purse to the floor she did a little dance and slid out of half the clothes she was wearing, narrowing it down to her skirt and a tight white tank top, minus her under clothes. walking to the front of the couch eliza fell back on it and let her head hit the pillow. a sigh of relief escaped her mouth as her body collapsed in relaxation.

it took a few moments but she let her eyes slide shut, assuming that no one was home, she was going to sleep the day away.

WORDS IDKIDC TAGGED JUJU <3 NOTES I HAD MAJOR MUSE TODAY LOL

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[JUDAS RYDER BENNETT]

it wasn’t in his nature to worry. jude had always been the cool and relaxed sort of guy. he didn’t like to worry. it brought too many emotions that he tended to associate with his dad who was now in prison. but right now he was annoyed. he was upset. and most of all, he was just plain worried. lizzie hadn’t called him back. she wasn’t answering her phone. her friend, aliison hadn’t seen her for a few days and said that she would call if she went over to her house, but just the thought that she was gone wasn’t new. she had done this a few times already and it wasn’t like it was super worrisome, but jude was a sucker for the girl. he always wanted to know where she was just to make sure she was okay. some people called him paranoid, but he described it as being protective. she didn’t have a much of a support system, he knew that for sure. her ‘friends’ were fake. and the guys she ‘went out’ with were dicks. they spent their nights fucking girls who left their legs wide open and it was disgusting. yeah, sure, he did that sometimes, but the girls weren’t whores. at least they had some class, right? and he wouldn’t take advantage of people. lizzie was vulnerable. no matter how fucking confident she tried to pull off, at least he knew what was going through her mind. or well, most of the time.

his fists were pounding against the punching bag. bam bam bam! they went in constant pattern. bump bump bump! his mom had gotten it for him for his thirteenth birthday a few weeks after he had gotten into a fight with some kid who wanted to kick his ass. and basically, he did. and that was when she said that she couldn’t afford classes, but she managed to find a bag that her coworker was going to throw away after her son said he didn’t want to be doing it anymore. jude took another swing at the bag before taking a few deep breaths. he had been going at this for almost three hours now. this was how he got his emotions out. he had been registered in anger management classes, but stopped going after he threw a chair out the window when someone whispered something about lizzie being his whore. no one spoke about her that way. as much as jude wanted to not care, it was proving to be impossible. there were only a few selected people in the world he would risk his life for and lizzie was one of them.

he grabbed his water bottle, drinking it up quickly before he heard the door open. “lizzie? liz!” he called before quickly going upstairs to see if she was there. there were her boots. untied and laying on the floor like his brothers used to do. the only difference was instead of the lingering soccer mud smell, it was alcohol. jude shook his head, just about to double check the bathroom when he saw some hair sticking out from behind the couch. quietly, he walked up and kneeled beside her. she looked tired, strung out, and simply not in the mood to talk. this was probably the best time to do it. he glanced at her and nudged her softly, announcing his presence, “you know that if my mom saw you, she’d say that you looked like shit, right? maybe in a nicer way, but both you and i know it’s true.”

tagged, eliza aka lauren
notes, blah. sorry it's so late and hope it's okay! <3

[ELIZA JEAN RAMIREZ]

SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC

rolling over on her stomach eliza let out a groan. she knew that judas was going to worry about her and freak out because she never called and or answered her phone. he called her multiple times. leaning her chin on the carpet she saw her phone. reaching with her left arm she let out a groan and grabbed her phone. there was at least 4 missed calls a voicemail and a variety of texts from either judas or seraphina begging eliza to come home. she let out a small sigh followed by a smile. it was nice to know that someone cared about her, regardless of if they were her family or not. she slipped her arms back at her sides and rolled back onto her back letting out another sigh.

she thought she heard some thumping followed by her name but she didnt say anything back. she stared at the ceiling. she had about a thousand emotions going through her mind right now. but they stopped at judas. why she didnt know. she knew that she had feelings for judas but never ever acted on them. she couldnt risk what they had already. he was kinda like her brother, but kinda like her boyfriend. she had heard that his anger management classes werent working, but he never exactly told her why. as much as she wanted to know, he wouldnt tell her. she finally got her eyes to stay shut and her mind started to go blank when she felt someone sitting next to her.

she waited until she heard the voice before responding. it was judas, thank god. she slid her eyes open and looked at him. yeah, i know i know she let out another groan and looked up at him. i guess i should get up, huh? she chuckled and leaned up on her elbows looking at him. running a hand through her long hair she had such a migraine and just wanted to snuggle up in bed and go to sleep. he had been punching his bag, she could tell by his expression. that was his way of letting loose. she looked at him. you were hitting the bag again. whats wrong? she finally sat up all the way, crossing her legs and putting her hands in her lap.

WORDS IDKIDC TAGGED JUJU <3 NOTES HAHA ITS ALRIGHT :3

TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTIO 2.0