i can't get much wronger[willow/v2]

[alex ray sanders]

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never was a thug, just infatuated with guns,

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( NEVER WAS A GANGSTA TIL I GRADUATED TO ONE)
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alex didn’t know how to take all of this in, it was brain overload. yes alex was smart as can be, and he could comprehend almost anything. that wasn’t the problem, he understood what was going on. he understood he was going to be a father. what he didn’t know, was how to take it all in, how to process and move on. he was just so stuck on the fact that she didn’t tell him, and that ty was now more pissed off at him. he felt like a moron, a incompetent idiot, though he knew he was far from either of those things. staring at willow, his beautiful willow, well it calmed the tiny bit of anger that had built up inside him. “i’m not mad at you,” he said, giving her a small smile and walking over to her. he cupped her face with his hands, and stared deeply into her eyes. “I could never be mad at you, at least not for long.”

he let her lips touch her’s for a second before pulling her into a hug, wrapping his arms around her. “its okay. i don’t understand why you didn’t tell me, but it has to be a good reason. I trust you.” he sat on her bed and pulled her onto his lap, letting his hand move to her stomach. “I’m just upset that jeffree knew before me. that’s all.” he looked up into her eyes, with nothing but love and care. willow was the only person he ever felt comfortable sharing more than a few words with. she was his soul mate, that’s how he saw it. she was his, and he was hers, and forever that shall be.

with the anger gone, he was finally able to think of the idea of being a father. he wasn’t sure if he liked it, or not. yes he was going to be raising a child that was created from love. ‘if it’s even your baby.’ that thought, made a frown come to his lips. of course it was his baby, willow would never do that to him. ‘no but jay would.’ he had forgotten about her promiscuity, or maybe he purposely didn’t think about it. knowing that some other guy had touched what he thought was sacred, and doing it in a probably horrible way. well it made alex sick to his stomach. but he didn’t care whose baby it was, he was going to raise it like his own, because he couldn’t help love something that would live inside such a loving woman for nine months. a father wasn’t just some guy who fucked someone and left. no a father was the guy who stuck around, even though the kid wasn’t his, because of the love he held for both the child and mother. and that was alex.

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and got the rep of a villian

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words: four hundred ninety three
outfit: here
tags: marcie with willow
notes: and the other one you wanted<3
music: soldier by eminem

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[willow jayden shae]

Willow couldn't help but cry still, even after he said he wasn't mad. She had done some terrible things to him, and she didn't even want to. She smiled a little when he said he couldn't be mad for long. It was true...nothing seemed to separate them or long. She never could get angry at him. Maybe they would have a spat or something, but a second after they were back to hugging. Forgiving each other. When he touched her face a shiver ran down her spine, and she closed her eyes. When his lips met hers, her fear and worry melted away. she kissed back for the brief moment they connected. Hugging him back, loving the warmth he gave her. She felt safe in his arms, at ease. No one could hurt her with him around.

A tinge of guilt hit her when he said it had to have been a good reason. There was no good reason for her doing this, and the fact that she almost went behind his back. Willow looked down at his hand on her stomach, caressing it softly. Tears welled up in her eyes and she bit her lip. She had to tell him, tell him how horrible she was. She took a deep breath and looked at him. "The..the reason J-Jeffree knew first..was because...because." She looked away, her voice cracking. She sighed and looked back at Alex, her hand moving to his face. "I...I didn't want to have the baby...at first...when I found out...so I went to Jeffree...asking him what to do...and...I was..I was going to..Get r-r-rid of the baby...I wasn't going to t-tell you. I was going to..get rid of it, and act like it never h-happened."

Willows cheeks were wet with tears, she looked away from Alex, not wanting to see his reaction. She was horrible. Lying to him, wanting to get rid of her baby. 'It might be his, and even if it wasn't, it wouldn't matter.' "I-I was stupid..I didn't think it was yours, and I didn't want it..I don't know why I thought of doing it to you...to the baby"

She tried to get her breath in order, why she was so upset about this she couldn't place. Her hands ran across her stomach, and she smiled slightly, trying to be happy. Trying to get rid of these funky emotions. "I didn't want to be a mother, I'm a horrible mother...Look how Lilli turned out. I didn't do it though...I thought about how much it would hurt you...hurt me...I don't care if it is or isn't your baby, but the thought that it is...and I was about to kill it..." She closed her eyes and shook her head...It was too much for her. She didn't know if he could hate her for this, even if he said he couldn't. She would understand if he did, if he was disgusted. She was horrible for it, and she knew it. Her eyes trailed up to meet his. Her heart beating fast. Tear continued to pour out. "Please...forgive me?"



Notes: Aww.. gyujknfg I almost cried. :c
Outfit: bleh..I'll find it laterrr
Words: wee..like 500-ish?

[alex ray sanders]

never was a thug, just infatuated with guns,

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alex had never been able to stay angry at his willow, because she was his and he loved her with all his heart. even when jay was here, he would never punch her, just knowing that he could harm willow too, it had always kept him only yelling. never had he thrown punches, no matter how bad he wanted too. but her next word, the thought of her killing something as precious as their child. he felt that anger, rise again, but then he remembered she didn't go through with it. she was afraid, but she didn't kill the baby. it was still growing inside her, and he was didn't care whose baby it was. he was going to love it like his own. that was all that mattered to him.

when he saw the tears fall from her eyes and she looked away from him, he felt guilty for causing this pain. moving his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, he pulled her head closer to him and kissed her softly. "it's okay. you didn't though. willow, that's the important thing." he let her cry into him, knowing that was what most people usually need. to cry and be held, so that's what he did, held her while she talked. then she mentioned lillian. lillian fucking marie shae. she hurt both ty and willow way too much with her idiocy and sluttyness. god it pissed him off how little she cared for anyone else.

"willow. lilli was not you fault okay. you raised her as best you could, in the end she made her own decisions and decided to live her life...well the way she decided to live it." he kissed the top of her head, pulling her closer and rubbing her stomach some more, trying to calm her down. "i forgave you long before you started to explain," he said with a small laugh before laying down on willows bed, pulling her with him. "now love that all of this is explained and we are going to have a baby. well i think its a good time to tell you how much i love you," he said with a small smile.

"i love you so much that if god asked me if i had to burn all my favorite books, every copy of it on earth, to stay with you, i'll do it without thinking." and that was the truth. he loved willow so much, he'll give away anything to keep his willow. she was the love of his life, and he didn't want her to be harmed or far away from him for to long. he was afraid

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and got the rep of a villain,

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( FOR WEAPON CONCEALIN' )[/center]

words: four hundred and fifty three
outfit: here
tags: marcie with willow
notes: blady blee blah
music: soldier by eminem

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