'her name was eleanor. or thats what they called her. its ellie now.'

bloody-livvys best friend.

trust me in my tinted type,
as the sky was made blue,
trust me when i cannot fight,
because i will trust you.

amelia passed knightly the video camera. the only clip on it was of layla. knightly clicked play.
 
'hey. its layla. i'm sorry i left. i can't tell you why, but you have to know you can't come after me. they will kill you if you do. and just to be sure, they said, if you come, we will kill her. they'll kill me if you come. don't come. so, i guess this is it. this is my note. i love you guys. oh, and something else-'
 
and the video cut off, due to low battery.

olivia had found knightly sparkling in the woods. she had made fun of her at first, but in the end they became reliable companions to eachother. they went to wars together. knightlys nickname for her was bloody-livvy, olivias for knightly was silver-knight. they constantly teased eachother, olivia about knightlys sparkling and knightly about olivia messiness and self-destrutive personality.
 
but it changed when they went into a war once. olivia turned on knightly by accident, accidently fracturing her arm. but knightly got even, broke olivias ankle. they haven't talked ever since
 
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@cawesomepanda do you want me to do an rpwh about olivia and knightly/kate?

not everyone is perfect.
but when i call someone perfect, i mean you are a beautiful, amazingly flawed, lively, brilliant person. i love you because of your flaws and imperfections. but today was the day alicia rose from hell.
 
alicia was perfect. literally. but when she rose she was broken and careless. she had so many flaws i couldn't look at her as caddy. alicia was a new person. alicia was a cold-hearted kiIIer. a bringer of death. a monster.
 
and as much as i wish i could have fixed her, i couldn't. she was broken in ways even i couldn't heal.
 
and as much as i wished she was caddy, she wasnt. and never would be. ever again.
 
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"Who is she?" Asked Layla.
"Olivia Harkness, my misery and nightmare." Amelia replied, but Layla shot her a look as if wanting more detail.
 
"The year was 1864. It was a normal january, for me. then this girl, came. her mouth was covered in blood and her eyes were blood red, and back then i was terrified. she asked me, 'please, they're after me'. i ran into my house, as if for her to follow. though she stopped at the doorway, and said, 'could you invite me in?'. i had no clue why, but i said to her 'come in'. she shut the door behind her, and breathed a sigh of relief. thats when i realised. there had been so many symtoms and break outs, and i was so petrified i didn;t notice. this girl lunged for my neck, but i sort of shoved a bit of wood in her stomach. it put the girl off, but not completely. she lunged again, her bloodlust becoming stronger. she compelled me to let her in. she wanted to drain the blood from my body. she compelled me to make her think i was her sister. she plotted fake memories in my head. i only understand this now since i can see through the cracks. olivia harkness is not her name. but i have no clue what is."
 
@cawesomepanda bit of background info on livvy

find that one amelia in a bunch of laylas. @cawesomepanda

name: ami juliet croft
age: 18
date of birth: eleventh june
place of birth: lochside, scotland
 
appearence: eight/karen gillian
secret: shes not who she says she is
bio: ami was born in scotland, but moved to london when she was six years old. she stayed there with her aunt jenna, and her cousins samantha and deanna. they owned a hedgehog and aunt jenna worked at an otter zoo.
fashion sense: leather jackets, dark shirts, jeans, boots.
likes: her family, that ring she always wears for no apparent reason, polaroid pictures, daisy chains.
dislikes: backstabbers, gems, yoga, cold, ribbons
 
first clique preference: the artists
second clique preference: the dancers

tilt back, look at laylas dress