evelyn-brooks:

Evelyn bit her lip, but a small smile was present at John’s words and she nodded her head to prove that she was serious. She was ready, she was beyond ready to leave this place and start her life with him. “Yes, I’m actually ready to go. I’m no longer want to be a ‘patient;, I just want to be your girlfriend, that’s it. I want to wake up in a place that’ll be our home, no other people, just us and our dogs. And, I want you to come home to me every day. I just… I want to get out of here and I want to focus on us…our life, building our future together.” She answered, her eyes fluttering up look at him and a full on smile came across her features at his expression. Evelyn heard his next question and she had to stop herself from blurting out ‘TONIGHT! Let’s leave tonight’. That wasn’t very rational, she knew she couldn’t just pack up and leave. There were still people she needed to say goodbye too. Mickey, Trent, Lo, Liam…she couldn’t just leave without a proper goodbye. She may be happy to leave this place, but she wasn’t ready to part from them. This was her beginning, this was her new life, things weren’t going to be the same from here on out. Kissing him gently, her hand cupped his face and her thumb ran along his cheek. “Tuesday? We can leave Tuesday. I don’t care where we go, what we do. I just want to be with you. That’s enough for me. As long as I have you, I’m good and I’m happy. Always.” She said.

“Tuesday.” John nodded slightly as the word fell from his lips and he stared up at Evelyn. A part of him couldn’t believe she was so willing to walk away from Bradford but he did know she wasn’t lying. In her heart, she was ready to go. John couldn’t help but grin when he nodded again and kissed her quickly. “Okay. Tuesday it is.” When she mentioned going anywhere with him, John instantly knew where they would go. He wouldn’t just push her into a new life with no limitations. No, they had to take their time with this. She’d been immersed in the Bradford word and it would take a little time before she realized it was the beginning of everything. “I love you. You know that? I love you more than anything.” When John tilted his head towards Evelyn, he grinned and whispered quietly against his lips. “Paris…”

evelyn-brooks:

A week. It probably didn’t seem like a lot of time for many, it was only seven days but for Evelyn that time without John felt like an eternity. Breathless from the kiss that was just broken her apart, Evelyn nodded her head even though John’s words barely broke through the haze she kept feeling herself in. She had been with how many times since the first time they met and she still managed to get like this whenever they were together. If it was anyone else but the man above her, she’d be scolding herself, but with John she was okay with this. Evelyn was okay with being this vulnerable around him, allowing her body to just give into everything he did and be at his will. Lifting up a bit, her eyes trailed down John’s upper body and she licked her lips as John removed his pants and boxers. Her green eyes flickered back up to him as he hoovered above her and just as quickly Evelyn said goodbye to another pair of panties that would be of no use from the way John tugged them off of her. If only he was that graceful with her bra and she did let out a shallow giggle at his frustration, which she managed to cover up with a sigh when it was finally removed from her body.

Just as naked as he was now, Evelyn shivered at the kisses he left on her bare skin. Hearing yet another apology from him, Evelyn didn’t bother to refute it. Instead, she simply ducked her head down and captured her lips with his needingly once again. “Enough talking.” She uttered against his lips before she deepened the lip lock, her head falling back against the bed and her arms snaking around his neck. “We’ve wasted enough time, yeah?” She asked, with a cheeky grin on her face. With her arms still locked around him, her lower body moved some, brushing against his hardness. Evelyn gasped, at the first contact her body has had with him in about a week. “Baby…” Evelyn whispered, a slight trace of a moan in her voice. She nipped at his lower lip before sucking it into her mouth playfully as her hips continued to teasingly roll against him, wanting to him to push forward and satisfy the craving that they had been wanting…no, needing for awhile now. 

“Yeah…” Words seemed to escape John. All he knew was that he was ready and Evelyn was completely naked beneath him. Writing and gasping and wantonly seducing him with that sexy voice she managed to drag out when she knew it’d get her what she wanted. She probably didn’t know exactly what she could do to him from a simple look but John’s body sure as fuck knew. He wasn’t in control of himself. Everything was about Evelyn and if he didn’t have her soon, it’d most certainly mean the death of him. “I know, love. I know. Enough waiting.” His voice was a hushed whisper in and of itself but he knew she heard him. His lips lingered against hers and when she pulled his lower lip into her mouth, John’s grip almost slipped from her waist. With his hand drifting down to his painfully throbbing length, John lined himself up with Evelyn’s welcoming warmth and groaned as his hips thrusted forward.

He couldn’t even manage to ask if she was okay. He barely breath. As perverted as it was, he figured he was home. On top of her, inside her. This is where he was happiest. Maybe that could have been attributed to the fact that he loved Evelyn and anytime with her was beautiful. He’d be lying if he said the sex wasn’t life-changing and amazingly good. “Fucccccck…Ev.” John’s voice tapered off as his hips began a steady rhythm and his hand drifted up to trail along her thigh. Pushing it down against the bed, John’s other hand made it’s way opposite of his preoccupied hand. There was something about watching Evelyn move beneath him with her legs completely around him. “Yeah, yep. I’m an asshole. Never leaving you again. Ever.”

(Source: john-m-bradford)

evelyn-brooks:

Evelyn looked at John as he spoke and let out a soft sigh at his words. She highly doubted anyone could relate to what he was saying and how he was feeling right now. Leaving a kiss on his neck and nuzzling his neck, Evelyn knew nothing she could say would bring him the comfort over this lost and emptiness he had to be saying. This place means so much to him and now it was just ruined. “Yes…yes, I wanted you to say all of that. Even if you didn’t want to and I don’t have anything to say that can make you feel better after all of this or a way to fix this.. I know how much this place means to you.” She finally said, her fingers aimlessly and randomly circling his chest. Her eyes fluttering close, she moved closer to him, curling up to his side and she let out a deep breath, just letting what had been on her mind come out. “Let’s get out of here.” She simply said, pausing for a moment before she clarified. “And I don’t just mean, for a day or two. I mean…for good. I’m ready, I want to leave this place. It’s not the same here for me either.” As much as she grew to love this place, the novelty of it had worn off. A lot of the people she had known had either left or were planning on leaving. She really had no ties left to this place anymore and no other reason to want to stay.

“You serious? You’re really ready to leave? To just get up, pack, walk out of that door and begin a new life?” It wasn’t that John doubted Ev but what he did doubt was her frame of mind at this moment. She could have been overemotional about the events of yesterday or a bit down about her friends leaving. Looking into Evelyn’s eyes, John could tell that he was wrong. She was serious. She was sure. She was ready. “You’re not lying. You’re actually ready to go.” John didn’t know whether to be happy or cautious about this. Anyone who know the situation could tell that Evelyn was the only reason John occupied his old room for as long as he did. She was his motivation and John couldn’t believe she was telling him that she was ready to the next step of their lives together. “When? Say the word and I’ll have you on the damn ferry away from here. We can do whatever we want to do. Go wherever we want to go.”

evelyn-brooks:

Evelyn bit her lip as she took notice to John’s body almost trembling above her. It had to be over the inner desire, want, and need to have her right now. How she knew that? Cause her own body was aching for him to continue, to do more. But she knew John too well and after what had occurred between them, she knew that they were going to take their time with one another…or at least attempt to. Her back arched off the bed slightly as John’s mouth trailed down her stomach and when he opened his mouth and spoke what his plans were for her tonight his words went straight to her throbbing core and she let out a pant in response. Only he could do that, only he could make Evelyn think it was possible for her to cum just from the words that came out of his mouth in that deep, almost husky voice of his.

Her chest was rising up and down, and she felt slightly short of breath already without him even doing anything and not even touching her. That had to be the problem, he wasn’t touching her, and the unshakable need for him to do something was becoming all too much for her. Shaking her head to get herself out of the fog she was in, Evelyn’s hand moved from the waistband of John’s pants to run through his brown hair. Letting out a deep breath, she spoke. “I love you, always will. I’ll never get tired of hearing you saying it or saying it myself.” She gave him a small smile and lifted up some to lightly plant kisses along his face, muttering out her next statement. “Ssh, quit apologizing. Please, stop apologizing. You came back, you came back to me, and you’re still here. That’s more than enough right there.” Evelyn finished before her lips founds his again and she kissed him passionately. “You hear this a lot, but I need you so badly…” She whispered against his lips. It felt almost cliche to say and if he noticed the slight sigh into the kiss after she said it, he’d know what she was thinking. But what else was new? When did she not need him in any way shape or form.

Once again, John mentally kicked himself for ever leaving Evelyn alone. His temper shouldn’t have become her punishment. He suffered but not nearly enough as she had. He could tell by the whispered desperation of her words and the erratic beating of his own heart. The kisses were almost as if were the first time he kissed her. Something different. Something electric. He was craving her touch almost as much as she needed his. Breathing heavily, John pulled away to hover over Evelyn with a grin. “Touch. If it were any other night, I’d torture you but since I feel like I’m dying…Come here.” Hurriedly kicking out of his pants and underwear, John leaned onto the bed and gripped her hips tightly. Pulling at her underwear, John realized this wasn’t the slow and romantic beginning he’d envisioned for them but he just couldn’t stop himself.

Sighing softly, his fingers fumbled with the latches of her bra and he almost growled in frustration before it came undone. He was very surprised Evelyn didn’t flat out laugh at him because his lips quirked into a smile and went back to the speed of slow and steady. Sliding her straps from her shoulders, John placed a kiss against her shoulder blade. “Look at me. I’m breaking the rules. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I love you.” John didn’t know why but he felt it necessary he say it again. He knew he’d probably spend the rest of his life making it up to her. A full week of anger and frustration was nothing but wasted time and he hated that about himself.

(Source: john-m-bradford)

evelyn-brooks:

Evelyn adjusted as John moved, settling her head into the crook of his neck as she normally did and her lazily hanging across him. If he could see her, he’d see she was narrowing her eyes slightly at his words. She wasn’t buying the “I’m fine” that he had answered with. Evelyn knew better, how can someone be fine after all that had occurred and it indirectly affected them in a way. Sighing she nuzzled his neck in a soothing matter before talking. “Of course I am going to worry, who wouldn’t? And you’re not fine. I know you.” She simply stated before she pulled her head away and she rose up to look at him. She fell silent momentarily as she took in his face and his features. Yeah, he was probably holding back a lot and this had to be wearing on him more than he was letting on. “I know you’re not okay with this, because I’m not even fully okay with this. So, talk to me, John. More is going on in that head of yours than you’re letting on.”

John sighed softly before shaking his head. “What do you want me to say, honey? That I watched them scrape a man off the ground and carry his broken body to the hospital? That the house feels different and I don’t feel like it’s my home anymore. All this time, even with all these people around, I saw it as my house. Now, it’s not.” John knew he shouldn’t have been talking like this. Not if he didn’t want Evelyn to worry. He was too far gone. He couldn’t just shut it all down. “Xavier and Charlotte thought I should have gone with them to the hospital. I mean…what the fuck could I do? How many people does it take to tell the cops, ‘He had a gun. He set off some shots. He threw himself off the roof.’ I’m just feeling the strain. Feeling the immediate difference.” John wouldn’t say his emotions were pent up but there were definitely limited. Between the investigation, the departure of residents, and the difference of Bradford, John knew things would never be the same. He was naive to think it would be. “I’m here now. I have you in my arms. I’m going to be fine.”

evelyn-brooks:

It was amazing how this place seemed to have fallen apart so quickly and now it just felt…tainted. Maybe not so much to her, but it had to be for John and the rest of his siblings. This was their home and as if it wasn’t bad enough this place reeked of sex, drugs, hangovers, and a handful overdoses and emotional breakdowns, now a suicide had to be added on top of it all. Yeah, Bradford Manor would never be the same after last night. That much was obvious and the idea of that was kind of startling to Evelyn who had come to think of this place as another home to her. With a slight yawn, Evelyn turned around and a smile came to her lips at her boyfriend who looked like he was beginning to wake up as she was. They hadn’t talked much once he found his way back into their room in the wee hours of the morning, he simply just plopped down beside her, held her in his arms, and passed out. Kissing his forehead, Evelyn moved closer to him and her head settled on the same pillow as his as his gorgeous blue orbs came into view when his eyes opened. “Morning.” She said softly, kissing him now on the lips. Reaching between them, Evelyn grabbed his hand and locked her fingers with his. “How are you this morning? You doing okay? Everything alright…” She listed off a handful of questions cause she was worried in general, but also because they needed to talk about something that was on her mind as well.

To say last night was traumatizing would be an understatement. Shots were fired in his childhood home. A man threw himself from the roof and when John pulled the front door open, he knew the house was ruined for him. Never would he be able to come back and not see the broken body of a man he never even knew. He’d never be able to bring his children here and pretend nothing happened. John could deal with the debauchery of the house. The sex, the drugs, the drama. When everyone left, he would have just evolved every room and gotten rid of the past where he could. But now there was blood all over Bradford. He couldn’t exactly wash that out. Once he’d stumbled back up the stairs to Evelyn, he hadn’t even been able to discuss it with her. It didn’t make sense to him so he figured he should keep quiet about it. He’d simply pulled her into his arms and situated the covers over them both. Waking up to her staring at him caused him to smile before groaning softly against her lips. Evelyn made everything better. She didn’t know just how much better she made it all but she did. “Morning. I’m fine. Can’t say the same for anyone else.” Shifting on the pillow, John reached over and pulled Evelyn against him before rolling onto his back again. “You don’t need to worry, babe. I’m fine.” Even his bedroom felt different. Surreal to be honest.

evelyn-brooks:

Evelyn completely yielded to John. Her body moving with him as he backed her to what she assumed was the bed. She felt herself melt into the kiss they shared, her knees weakening some the longer it lasted. John was addicting, he consumed her entire being whenever he was near her. And right now, in the heat of this moment she was completely at his will. Not like that was different than any other time they were together.. Her small hands ran up his broad chest and her neck craned when he spoke, smiling at his answer, but her eyebrow slightly. “Where do you want to be?” Evelyn curiously asked, feeling as if she knew that answer and thinking it was identical as hers. It had to be inside of her, just like she wanted him to be. With her clinging onto him as if he was her life support and moaning his name out in their throws of passion. 

Shivering slightly from his touch when her shirt was gone, Evelyn kissed John back eagerly. Her hands slipped the rest of their way up his chest to wrap around his neck, which she gripped onto to pull him down with her as she laid back down onto their bed. Grabbing one of his hands and letting him shift accordingly, Evelyn placed it on one of her bra covered breasts before slowly moving it down her toned torso, goosebumps forming and her breathing hitching slightly along with a soft moan coming from her. “See what you do to me? No one else does that to me but you.” She said, pulling her lips away from his. Her lips kissed and nipped along and down his jaw as she moved his hand further down her body. “Touch me.” Evelyn whispered against the skin of his neck as she slipped his hand into her cotton shorts before letting the hand go. Her own hands went to work to undo his pants as her lips continued to work at his neck.

“Ev…don’t.” John’s words were contradicting the reaction of his body. His heart raced and his mind was completely gone when Evelyn spoke softly. She asked him where he wanted to be and he shook his head slightly. No. He was going to take his time with her. At least he was planning on doing so before Evelyn grabbed his hand and allowed it to drift down her soft curves. God, he missed her. He missed being able to touch her and talk to her and he definitely missed the things that were running through his mind right at that moment. Shaking his head slightly, John tried to hide the fact that he was actually trembling with the desire to take her completely. It wouldn’t be fair. Not to him and sure as hell not to her.

Groaning quietly, John bowed his head slightly and dragged his tongue across Evelyn’s abdomen. Leaving lingering, open-mouthed kisses in his wake, John smiled against her skin before lifting his head. ”Touch you? Baby, I plan on touching, tasting, and memorizing every inch of you before I let you out of this bed again. You are not going to leave until I’m sure I’ve exhausted you to the point of passing out.” John knew he was probably talking way more than he could actually do but what was he supposed to do when the woman he loved practically begged him to do what he was already thinking from the minute he saw her? “I’m pretty sure I’m going to say this an outrageous number of times tonight but…I love you, Ev. And I’m sorry. I won’t stop until I make it up to you.”

(Source: john-m-bradford)

I’m going back into the house. I don’t have the energy or the desire to fight with both of you. Especially over bullshit. If anyone’s been hurt, you should speak up. Even if it’s just emotionally. There are three therapists here I think. You can find them if you need ‘em.

charlotte-bradford:

xavier-bradford:

Alright, we are leaving now. Charlie, a lot of stuff we are going to have to go through. We’ll talk about this later.

When will be the right time, John?  How many people get hurt?  Forget it.  Let’s go, Xav, this is one huge mess.

Maybe the right time exists when there isn’t a house full of people panicking. Maybe when there isn’t blood spattered across the ground in front of the home we grew up in. Anytime but right now. Go with Xav. He needs you. I’ll make sure everyone else is okay.

(Source: john-m-bradford, via c-bradford)

charlotte-bradford:

john-m-bradford:

As far as I can tell everyone else is okay. The doc said he was still breathing so maybe if he makes it through this, we can ask him what the fuck he was doing.

You did get the part where he left his suicide note in MY room, right?  I’d like to know why he did that.  John, this place isn’t safe, and I just mean me.  People getting beat up, firing shots, jumping off the roof?

What the hell do you want me to do, Charlotte? I can’t fix everything right now. Did that note explain why he went through the effort of shooting through my…our home and then throwing himself off the damn roof? Not right now, Char. Not right now.

(via c-bradford)