paper C U T S && Newt

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Bailey laid in her bed, snuggled up under the covers with her favorite teddy tucked in her arms. That's where she had been for the last two days, not even getting out of bed for school. It's not like her father really paid attention enough to make her go, although the day she had gotten home after her confrontation with Newt, he paid alot of attention to her and the hickey on her neck. He gave her enough attention to add to her bruise collection, starting with her right eye and her arm. But he didn't stop at just that, no. Unlike most father's he wasn't entirely human and when angered he had the tendency to shift into a large black wolf with alcohol on his breath, strangely. He scared the shit out of her and still did with his harsh words and stares. Calling her names like slut, bitch, whore, he even had the balls to bring her mother's name into it. Frightened and still shaken up by the encounter, this would be the first time he had actually laid a hand on her.

Large scratches covered her entire body but only her arms and her neck were visible. Her baggy t-shirt and sweat pants covered most of the damage. But thanks to her fathers gene's her wounds were healing quickly, but not quickly enough. Bailey couldn't go to school looking like she had just gotten into an accident, her friends and teachers would talk, and she couldn't let that happen. Not to mention she was too depressed to even move. She hadn't eaten or slept well since the incident, and it kept replaying in her head like a broken record. Mainly she blamed herself for pushing Newt into it, although she didn't ask for the bruise on her neck she seemed to not have a problem putting some of the blame on him too. If it wasn't for her damn pride she wouldn't be laying in bed and missing all the fun with her friends. Letting out a sigh she looked up and turned her phone to face her on her night stand. 20 missed calls and 10 text messages. All from her friends but instead of instantly answering them back like usual she set it back down on the table and turned over, covering herself with the blanket and continued to cry.

sad bailey T^T

tag...Newt
muse...Just Tonight - Pretty Reckless
word count...enough

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Friday! Newt always loved Fridays. Not only was it the start of the weekend but the weekend had parties. Two weeks ago he could have been found in the Adyersons house when he had no clue who they were. He made himself comfortable in their home, drink their stuff, smoked their stuff, got happy, and left. Typical, although he did mutter a thanks to them for letting him in the house in the first place. Currently, it was the last block of the day, science class, where he was supposed have the project done and turned in with his partner Bailey. Bailey hadn't showed up to school for a few days though, not since that day they had their blow up. He did wonder why, but didn't put to much thought into it, it wasn't his business after all. Newt gave his presentation to the class then told the teacher he really didn't care if he gave Bailey credit or not. Which he didn't.

The bell rang! Freedom. Walking out of class, he went to his locker and shoved all his books in their and grabbed Baileys bag she left. He was extremely tempted to keep it until she would freak out then turn it into the lost and found, but he deiced to just take it to her house. Newt walked from the school onto the roads and streets of Forks. He was heading straight for Baileys house to return her belongings. "knock knock" his hand knocked against the door then he folded his arms across his chest casually.

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The house was quiet with the exception of her fathers loud footsteps upstairs and the sudden knock on the door. Bailey just laid there and didn't pay attention to it. She didn't want to move or do anything, she just wanted to sleep. It wasn't until her father shouted for her to answer it did she actually move. With a loud growl she threw the covers off of her and jumped out of bed. Bailey had no idea who it could be and it seemed like her father wasn't expecting any company or he would of answered it himself. Her friends rarely came over, mainly because they didn't know where she lived. So she figured it was a Girl Scout trying to sell cookies. Upon opening the door though, she was proven wrong. "Newt, what are you doing here?" she said, confused.

Newt had, surprisingly, shocked her once again. How the hell did he know where she lived? Well, she should of known since he apparently already knew her first name. With a scowl on her face she quickly wiped the stream of black mascara down her purple cheek she had just remembered she had been crying. Great...I look like shit she thought. But what didn't surprise her was hearing her father screaming for her, calling her by her first name of course. Looking down for a moment she sighed before looking back up at him. "Can we...go for a walk?" she said before slipping her converse on and grabbing a small hoodie, closing the door behind her. She put her jacket on and zipped it up, pulling the hood over her head and tucking her hands into the pockets. She needed to get out of the house, some time away from it all. And at the moment she didn't care if she spent it with him, hell...he already knew two of her secrets.

sad bailey T^T

tag...Newt
muse...Just Tonight - Pretty Reckless
word count...enough

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Newt heard a man yelling for Bailey to answer the door. At least he didn't have to ask for her this way, but the man seemed terribly rude about it. It reminded him of his own father but knowing Newt he would yell back just as rude-like. He sighed lightly waiting for her to open the door. "Newt, what are you doing here?" When she had opened the door she looked terrible. She was bruised up and scratched and cuts where everywhere. Her makeup was smeared across her face making it obvious she had been crying and by the looks its been going on for a few days. His mind wondered what happened to her. The man yelled for her again using her first name. Her dad sounded awfully drunk and disordered...very messy like.

"Can we...go for a walk?" Newt nodded lightly taking her bag off his shoulder and placing it next to the door. He didn't feel like carrying it with him and she had already come out. "Sure. Where too?" He doubted Bailey had any certain place in mind. She seemed to just want to get out of the house. It surprised him that she wanted to go for a walk because of the relationship they held so close but, nonetheless, agreed. He turned and walked off the porch, keeping the same pace as Bailey as they walked.

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She could still hear his voice once out of the house and off the porch. Newt left her book bag on the porch and that was where it was going to stay. "Sure. Where too?" She just shook her head and continued to walk without even looking at him. She tried to hide her face with her hair and hoodie but the breeze that that swept passed them made it hard to cover the bruise. Her mind was blank and for a few minutes there was a awkward silence between the two. She had no idea what to say but figured she would just say something...anything. "I'm sorry. You really don't have to walk with me. I just needed to get away from him for a while. Um...thanks for bringing my bag back though." she struggled saying the last bit but even in her current state she just couldn't stand to be mean. She just didn't have it in her at the moment.

When they reached the end of the block they came upon the playground. It was deserted as were the streets. Bailey felt anxious and nervous, her body was still slightly shaking even though she wasn't the least bit cold. She turned and started walking towards the climbing towers that were connected by round tubes. "I hope you don't mind..." she said as she climbed up into the highest tower and climbed into an area that was unseen to others. Sitting on her knee's she waited for Newt to join her before she pulled out a small joint. This was her way to release stress and to relax, and at this time this was all she had. She just had to deal. Pulling out her lighter she lit it up without hesitation, letting the smoking soak into her lungs and breathing the smoke out her nose. She sat there with her eyes close for a second and smiled, for the first time in a few days actually. Holding it out to him she opened her eyes. "Want some?"

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The walk ended up being pretty quiet and slightly awkward. They hadn't talked since they made out in the school hall way which made it a little more...awkward. He had his hands in his hoodie pocket and sun glasses pushed up on his nose. The hood, however, refused to stay on his head so he gave up on it. "I'm sorry. You really don't have to walk with me. I just needed to get away from him for a while. Um...thanks for bringing my bag back though." Newt licked his dry lips before answering her. "It's not a problem." He was speaking for both walking with her and her book bag.

The park started coming into view. It was quiet toady, no kids, good...He wouldn't have to put up with any. He just wasn't in the mood. His mood was real calm and relaxed even though Baileys wasn't. He could tell she was really shook up but hopefully this little walk would calm her down and if not he would figure out a way to cheer her up. Ladies crying doesn't make Newt happy. "I hope you don't mind..." He shook his head simply and climbed up right after her. The tubes were interesting...It been awhile since he's come into these things. He randomly took a different direction than her, this one was a little longer to the top. He come up into the tower and sat infront of her, trying to think of something to say. He noticed she had a joint in her hand and snickered. Smoking in a playground tower, how interesting. "Want some?" Without hesitation he took up her offer and let smoke fill his lungs. He blew out it slowly letting the tower they were in fill up in it. This way they breathe and get more. "Thaaat's nice." He grinned handing it back to her. Newts back was propped up on the wall behind him, legs crossed Indian style, and he began relaxing more. "I knew you where daring. Didn't know you where this daring." He smirked. The could easily become caught if someone where to come along and smell it. He wasn't in the least bit paranoid though, more like amused.

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It had been a while since she had smoked one, well....if you count a few days a while. Bailey always had a way to get some whenever needed, and with her life that happened to be alot. But with her father being on the edge more than usual she found it hard to sneak out of the house, until Newt came along. In a small way she was actually happen Newt showed up at her door, but she would never admit it. She watched as he took a hit and passed it back. It seemed this wasn't the first time he's smoked, or he would be coughing his lungs out. This made her happy, seeing as it was less attention drawn towards them. Not like the smoke that filled the box reeked of it would do it. But she didn't care. That's why she picked the highest, that and she loved heights. . "Thaaat's nice." She smiled and took another hit, this time making smoke rings with it.

"I knew you where daring. Didn't know you where this daring."

[/i] She couldn't help but laugh at this. Little did he know she had been doing this since she was 13. Sneaking out of her house and going to party's opened her up to new experiences and new things. But those were one time things, this though she felt the most comfortable with. Leaning her back against the wall and propping up her leg, resting her elbow on her knee. "There's alot of things you don't know about me." she said with a snicker as she took one last hit and handed it back to him, now feeling more relaxed then ever. This of course wouldn't be enough for her, her immunity had slightly built up over the years and it took more than a mere joint to do the trick. "You can have the rest." But for right she was content. "Can I ask you a question? No bullshitting." she said as she crossed her leg flat on the floor under her propped leg and leaned her head against the wall. "That day....why did you kiss me?" she was curious. Whether it was her or the joint speaking, she didn't care. She wanted to know.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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"There's alot of things you don't know about me." Newt took the joint and took a long drag off it. He held the smoke in his mouth letting it barely move past his lips before sucking it into his lungs. "You can have the rest." He smirked blowing the smoke out and taking another hit. "That day....why did you kiss me?" Newt figured the question would arise eventually. The memory of kissing her replayed in his mind, how he strangely liked it. "You underestimate me a lot. So, I decided to prove you wrong. I know it was a weird way of proving myself. I just didn't know how else to get your attention." Getting Baileys attention for Newt had always been hard. He never looked for it but when he needed to it was damn near impossible unless he pissed her off; which seemed to be often.

"You kissed back. Because I provoked you?" He knew the answer was most likely a yes. He doubted she did it for any other reason but to prove she could. Newt looked at the joint in his hand for a moment...then took the end and stuck it in the gap between his two front teeth. His gap wasn't very big so it fit tightly, which was good...now he didn't have to hold it. He rarely done this infront of people but with Bailey...well...stranger things have happened between the two. He smoked it that way letting his hands rest in his hoodie pocket. His head rested on the wall behind him. "If it means anything, you proved me wrong." He couldn't believe that come out of his mouth. He wanted to scold himself for it but at the same time he was way to relaxed.

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"You underestimate me a lot. So, I decided to prove you wrong. I know it was a weird way of proving myself. I just didn't know how else to get your attention."

[/i] At first she wondered why he would even want to get her attention, and she especially wondered why he chose to get it in that way. She still could of came up with a better excuse, but then again she didn't blame him. There had to be another reason for it, she was convinced. "Damn right it was weird. You weren't having a problem getting attention from pissing me off. Why the sudden change?"

She raised her head from against the wall and lowered her leg, crossing them indian style. "You kissed back. Because I provoked you?" For over a year she had been struggling with her transformations, her temper was easy to spike and her senses had been overbearing with different scents. At that moment she was pissed to the extreme and based her poor decision on that. But why did she like it? That she was still trying to figure out. She watched as he placed the joint in his gap in his teeth and she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She had never seen anyone do that and she had to admit, it was hilarious....and sort of cute, in an odd way. "If it means anything, you proved me wrong." her lips curled into a small smile once she stopped laughing. "Of course I proved you wrong." she said with another giggle. Yeah she was cocky sometimes, but so was he. "You weren't so bad yourself but I've had better." she said as she slightly stuck out her bottom lip, tilting her head and shrugging, only half teasing with him.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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Content. He took the joint out from the teeth and put it out then placed it in his pocket. He couldn't help but grin at her laughing at him for having it there, it was comical.
Newt decided not to answer Baileys question. In honesty, his judgement was a little off the walls lately. It wasn't like he could explain that to her and really didn't want anyone to know. Not like people are supposed to though. It's supposed to be kept secret and he doesn't, and will never, have intentions on telling someone. Liking like her lips on his wasn't in his book though, so didn't say.

"You weren't so bad yourself but I've had better." His lips curled into a smirk. "Doubt it." Newt knew he was a good kisser. Many girls could confirm that and his conceited little mind to verify their thoughts. He lifted his head from the wall and placed his elbows on his legs, resting himself. He wondered if she knew she was tempting him to kiss her again, but would it be to much? With a mischievous smile, he moved closer to her... inching his way over. His hand fingers brushed against her cheek until his hand was completely against it. His face close to hers, noses almost touching. "What about my kissing?"

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"Doubt it."

[/i] She did lie to him, somewhat. He was infact a very good kisser, a lot better than most guys but he wouldn't know that, because she wouldn't admit it. Even if she wasn't really thinking straight at the moment, keeping that particualar secret hidden wouldn't become a problem for her. Her eyebrow slightly raised as she watched him inch his way closer to her. She tried to move back but her back was pressed up against the wall and she had no where else to go once his hand touched her cheek. She didn't know why but her heart rate spiked and her nerves started to settle in again, paranoia also taking an effect. His breath was warm compared to the cold chill in the air but not was warm as his touch. Lately to her most of her friends seemed slightly colder than her, mainly due to her own body temepture being higher than everyone elses, but Newt's felt as warm as her own, maybe even a few degree's higher. Their noses were only a few centimeters apart and her eyes were glued wide open with bewilderment.

"What about my kissing?"[/i] Her smile faded as quickly as it came back. She couldn't help it and even though she tried not to, she failed miserably. Bailey had always found Newt funny, whether it was at him or with him she always got a kick out of his oddness. What she didn't like was his cocky aditude but she couldn't complain much, she was the same way, though she still would never forgive him for the gum incident. But at the current moment she wasn't smiling because he was doing something funny or odd, which sometimes he doesn't even have to try to achieve making someone laugh, she was smiling because he was making her nervous. For as close as he was to her she was expecting him to kiss her again but he didn't, which surprised her considering the last time he just shoved her into a wall and started making out with her without a word before hand. ”You kiss like 5 year old on crack.” she snickered, of course lying once again but she liked the idea of egging him on, also for the fact when she got nervous she tended to be a bit harsh as her own self defense. She knew it would seem like she was asking for it. Maybe she was but she still smacked herself mentally for thinking this way and she smacked herself hard. Atleast they weren't in the middle of the school hallway to where anyone and everyone could see.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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”You kiss like 5 year old on crack.” Newt chuckled lightly. He moved his hand into her hair twinning his fingers, slightly tugging, then moved them to the back of her neck. "Tell me something." He whispered. "Why fight what you're really feeling?" He moved his face closer so their noses touched. His hand moved from her neck to her cheek so his thumb could brush her lips. She felt warm, almost as warm as he did. He didn't think humans had the same body temperature as weres did. This confused him. She could have a temperature from being sick... but she didn't seem sick. He ignored it instead of pondering what he was most likely tripping about.

His thumb moved so he could touch her lips to his. "What are you waiting for?" He spoke against them. Newt couldn't understand his current emotions toward Bailey...So many mixed feelings had been crashing on him since he pushed her into a wall. And it wasn't just the kissing that had him thinking...it was everything. Ever since they were little he couldn't stand her. For some reason, he was thinking about her more and more; how she tended to hide feelings, gets mad so easily, how she liked to pick at him, her touch, her kiss...It was cute. He liked it...And at the same time...He couldn't stand it.

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Her skin and lips felt slightly numb, it couldn't of been because of the chill in the air but she figured it was the joint they had just smoked that made his touch feel like static shock on her cheek and lip. "Tell me something." She grew more nervous by the second, her widened eyes and racing heart beat giving it away, but his next words were just the icing on the cake. "Why fight what you're really feeling?" She knew the answer to that. Because her pride was bigger than her heart, and she couldn't stand to be seen around or near him. But at this current moment she had no strength to fight it or the care so instead of pulling away when his thumb brushed against her lips she just sat there perfectly still with her hands on her lap and her eyes fixated on his.

"What are you waiting for?"

[/i] Why the hell was she even considering this? For years before this the two couldn't stand each other and now here they are at the playground in a cube, seconds away from kissing each other. If you would of told her about this a few months ago she would of thought you were crazy. But there was no denying the attraction between the two, although they would never be confessed through actual words, for now what they had right here was good enough. As long as this was kept a secret Bailey didn't think anything ill of it, then again she still thinks she's growing crazy by the minute for even considering him. Without another thought she leaned in, kissing him softly at first, placing both of her hands on the side of his neck. She felt like she was doing something terribly wrong, but she had never felt anything that also felt this right. It confused the hell out of her yes, but that never stopped this daredevil from doing anything out of the ordinary.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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Newt waited patiently for her to do something. He wasn't sure what would happen, although it did seem as if they would eventually kiss. He could feel heart heart racing on her neck where his hand was currently placed; she was nervous which he found amusing. When she leaned in to kiss him he wasn't surprised but instead a little nervous himself. Nervous because he didn't believe he was really considering this...considering her. He wouldn't admit anything through words though do to his pride and he honestly didn't know if he would be seen with her in public, at least not anytime soon. They had their own reps and so many people knew the discomfort between them. He wasn't sure how others would take it. Then again, they aren't together leaving him a little more confused.

Newt felt her lips press against his and almost automatically his heart rate picked up. He kissed her back holding it for a moment before pulling away. He really wasn't sure of what to say now, what was there to say? The moment was fine as it was without words spoken, so he leaned in to kiss her again.