Tate Langdon:

You packed your bags, as the tears fell silently, your head conflicted. You didn't want to leave, you couldn't leave Tate, but he was so horrible to you, and you felt surrounded by darkness here. "Y/N," you heard a voice croak, and you whipped around, seeing a sniffly and bloodshot eyed Tate. "What?" You snapped, "please don't go, I've spoken to everyone in the house, they promise they won't hurt you anymore," you walked towards him slowly. "It's not just that, how could you be so mean to me Tate? You told me to leave," He started crying again, and went to lay his head on your chest. "I'm sorry I'm sorry, I was hurt, I don't want to you go to, never never," he started sobbing like a baby and you stroked his blonde locks, kissing them lightly, promising him you weren't going anywhere.

Kit Walker:

You slept alone that night, and went you woke up, you relived the upset of last night. You sleepily pulled yourself up and went for coffee, surprised to see Kit standing there, holding two steaming mugs. "I made this for you," he muttered and passed it to you. "Kit I'm sor-" "Don't apologise Y/N, you did nothing wrong, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. My time at Briarcliff is so hard for me to discuss, and I don't want to drive you away, give me time please," You smiled at him and nodded, knowing you would do anything for him.

Kyle Spencer:

You hadn't seen Kyle in hours, he didn't come in at night when he normally did, and you lay in silence, mooning over your boyfriend. You heard a soft knock, and you padded your way to the door, unclicking slowly. It was Kyle, and he looked agitated. "Come in," you sighed, and he walked in. "I am sorry," he grunted and kissed your forehead. "Kyle, I need you. You can't do this to me," he kissed your forehead again, and stroked your hair. "I promise Y/N," You knew that was the best you were getting and let him come in for a cuddle.

Jimmy Darling:

You steadfastly ignored your boyfriend that morning, determined not to speak to him. Desiree was apt at keeping him away, and all the other freaks looked after you. "Y/N, please, please!" You heard him banging on the door of your trailer but you ignored it. "Jimmy, I'm not letting you in, you said you wouldn't drink again, and you did! And you treated me like shit as well!" He pressed his face to the window and attempted to get your attention. "Baby, please let me in my darling, I swear I won't touch another drop, I am so sorry," you opened the door slowly, and he went in, wrapping his arms around you. "Y/N, I truly am so sorry," you leaned in, touching his forehead with yours and kissing him lightly.

James Patrick March:

You moped in a guest room,knowing that you couldn't be in the study. You wanted to leave the Cortez, but every time the thought of James realising you'd gone stopped you. But after your fight, you knew what you had to do. After packing a bag you stormed the elevator, breezing past the other guests. "Y/N, are you leaving us?" Liz said, quirking her eyebrow. "I'm sorry Liz, I have to, it's the killing. I can't take it anymore, it's ruining me." She sighed and gave you a sympathetic smile, nodding her head. "Just where do you think you're going?" You heard the stern voice bark, "I'm leaving, like you told me too, and I promise you, I won't come back, not to someone who treats me like this," you scowled and turned to leave. Suddenly, Jimmy was next to you. "I need to to speak to you Y/N, I cannot let you leave," you growled and let him pull you aside. "I-I am sorry for what I said. I do not say this often, however I need you here, you are an exquisite light in my life and you cannot leave this hotel," You sighed and nodded, letting yourself be swayed by your love for James.

Edward Phillipe Mott:

You were stuck sulking in the forest, your boyfriend having pissed you off royally, and you had no one to comfort you. You kicked a stone aggressively and watched as it rolled over to well dressed feet. "Can I join you?" Edward said wryly and you scowled at him. "I thought people meant nothing to you?" You quipped and he flushed, his face stiffening. "What I meant was, most people mean nothing to me. You mean everything to me. I may have hurt people in the past but I am sorry, and I don't want to do it again, please forgive me," You couldn't help the smile forming at his compliment, as you hugged him, knowing he meant the world to you.

Kai Anderson:

You shivered, the rain beating down on you. You barely had a jacket on, and it was very dark, you felt your heart beat fast at the terror of the streets. You knew you had to go home, despite your anger at Kai and his violent temper. You clicked the door slowly, cringing at its creak. Thankfully nobody was there, and you let out a breath of relief, crawling onto the sofa to get some sleep. "You shouldn't have to sleep on the sofa," you turned at the soft words, the blue haired man staring at you. "Darling, I-I," you stared at him, waiting for an apology. "I'm sorry, I lost it. You mean the world to me, more than anything, and if I lost you, I would have nothing, nothing in the world." He was on his knees, begging you. "Kai, you can't behave like that to me, I'm not one of your devotees," you said, but you felt yourself softening, "I swear, I never will again," You sighed, "okay Kai, fine, now let's just get some sleep,"

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