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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] 03/20/18, 6:04PM






honeymilktea Happy first day of spring! 🌼🤍 A brand new
honeymilktea book for a brand new season.

honeymilktea If someone would have told little me that I'd be
honeymilktea where I'm at today, I wouldn't believe them. Life
honeymilktea has been so great lately and I want to thank you
honeymilktea all for being so patient and sticking with me.

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] 03/14/18, 12:11PM






@e.done should i give the sweater back?


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bjh yes, E. bring it friday

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goldenlies I don't know if you remember but you turned to
goldenlies me this day and asked me if you were making the
goldenlies right choices. I said, "Probably not but you should
goldenlies always do what your heart tells you. Even if you
goldenlies make a mistake at least you know you had the
goldenlies right intentions." Life has been coming at us so
goldenlies fast lately, but I hope we're always able to have
goldenlies these conversations. Stay golden on your golden
goldenlies 21st. Happy Birthday @forgetmenot ✨


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𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖

Bentley wanted to say more, ask more questions about why they were actually here, but it was too late because Cherise was already attempting to get him to stay, and with much reluctance it worked. Immediately Bentley sighed out a quick, [********] before snatching the wristband from her hand and latching it on to his wrist. Already he knew this was going to be the best or worst decision of the night as he turned his back and went straight to the bar for the first of many round of the night. If he was going to survive he needed to get drunk, the sooner the better.

Things got messy and fast, ultimately deciding if he was going to be held here he might as well do what he came out to do, get obliterated to forget what tonight even was. That meaning, in the span of an hour, he found himself, Eden, and Cherise drunk off in a corner to themselves that was until Eden tried excusing herself. Before he could process anything, his brain falling two seconds behind, he found himself wrapping his arm around Eden’s waist to prevent her from falling directly into his lap. With Cherise’s help he sat her back down, asking a quick, ”You good, E?” before following Cherise back to the bar as requested.

As they stood there Bentley began to zone out after they had ordered, he felt like he was boarding that line of blacking out, but Cherise was slowly starting to drag him back at the mention of Diane. ”She keeps choosing M—,” he started, the alcohol making his tongue loose, as his vision was suddenly blocked. ”Huh?” the look on confusion on his face, added to the loud music, caused them to lean in close and enter his personal space. ”Oh, uh, yeah, I’m here for the party,” his response was fairly short, the proximity making him uncomfortable, ”Excuse me, I have to go to the restroom,” and honestly he did, forgetting Cherise behind as he went.

The entire walk over he had to focus being that the room was starting to shake with every step, but Bentley managed. Unfortunately there was only one bathroom in the entire building and Diane and Milo were standing right outside arguing. Some how, thus far, Bentley had managed to avoid the two of them up until this point, aside from stray nasty looks coming from Milo through out the night but the more drunk Bentley grew, the less he cared. A part of wanted to tell him that he didn’t want to be here either, zero intentions on being here in the first place really, but the other part of him was enjoying the other males discomfort.

Instead of saying anything at all, Bentley ducked his head figuring he could avoid them for a bit longer, and wove past them and inside. If this had been years prior Bentley would have already stepped in, demanding to know what Milo’s issue was, this Bentley knew that what ever was going on between him was no longer his problem. All he had to do right now was go to the restroom and then meet back up with Eden and Cherise before heading out soon, it was about that time he should be getting back to Aaron’s place anyway. The realization that this was Diane’s birthday party, and him in this drunken state literally avoiding her, suddenly wasn’t settling well with him, the feeling was nearly sobering.

Bentley was so close, so close to walking away from this whole thing, surviving the night with no conflict, but of course Milo was some how always there to prevent that. He must not have noticed him as he left the restroom, because as he began to walk around them he heard Milo begin to brag, the words quite literally making him sick to his stomach. “You beg Diane to be with you and then ******** break her heart. At least when I did it, I wasn’t cheating on her you ******** a*****e.” Bentley spat, jumping into the conversation without hesitation, heads beginning to turn their way, but Bentley hardly cared, he was more focused on Milo’s response.

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xx𝗯𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗯 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗲






𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖

The way Milo said you , the way it rolled off his lips was so accusatorial that it had him suddenly feel a shade of insecurity. Heads began to turn their way but Bentley hardly cared, he shoved Milo hard enough so his back hit the wall behind him, watching as his friends scattered. ”You don’t even ******** know me?” but before he could cause a bigger scene he found Eden stepping in front of them, pushing at his chest. ”Eden, go back to Cherise, this isn’t any of your business,” Bentley heard her say something along the lines of, “It should be,” as she pushed herself into him and jumped on her tippy toes to reach his lips.

Bentley sighed into the kiss placing one had on her hip and deflating immediately due to his drunk haze, taking a few seconds before he could remember where he was at and what was happening. He pulled back, ”Eden, enough,” and just like that he let go of her and walked away from the situation, ignoring what ever else Milo had to say, but not without having Eden on his heel the entire way out. Bentley was angry, and overwhelmed, and tired, and drunk, and suddenly just really wanted to go home.

”What was that back there? I told you back when we first met I’m not doing this, us,” he waved a hand in between them. Bentley was loud and clear when they had met back on day one that he wasn’t ready for a new relationship, not then and certainly not now while he was trying to heal. ”And what is up with you dragging me to my ex’s birthday party, E. It can’t be an excuse that you don’t know who she is, what are you even doing here in the first place?” he had forgotten that she was Cherise’s best friend being that Eden had posted him far more often than she had her, which should have been a red flag in itself. It never seemed to be a problem up until now, ”Look, I’m not over her and there’s nothing you can do can change that. If you want to continue here then you have to be fine with that?” Bentley was slowly starting to realize that even though their age difference wasn’t that big, the experiences they had were miles apart.

After a little more back and fourth, after Eden claiming that it wasn’t anything serious and that she was just trying to have fun, she had finally walked away and Bentley had let her go. At the very least he’d text Cherise later and make sure she had gotten home safely since he didn’t think that either himself or Eden would be reaching out any time soon. But that just left him there, standing under the streetlights, realizing that he was far too drunk to walk home, especially when Eden had drove them here, which was another thing, where exactly was here? Bentley finally resorted in pulling out his phone and calling for an Uber, it was over his dead body that he’d reach out to Aaron or Eleanor for a ride. Things were just slowly starting to get better between him and his brother, ever since Bentley stopped being so sensitive over Diane and Aaron began to give him a little space. Of course he knew that Aaron didn’t like him out late like this, but he still came home each and every night because at the end of the day Bentley knew that’s what helped him sleep at night.

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xx𝗯𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗯 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗲






𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖

He wasn’t sure where she had gotten one, but apparently there were many things he didn’t know about Diane these days, “You know, smoking’s bad for you,” And yet, he pulled out a cigarette for himself, brought it to his lips and quickly lit it before leaning in real close to Diane. Bentley brought the two tips of them together, covering them as he forced the other one to light, not managing to make eye contact once. As soon as the other one began to burn he pulled away and took a life depending drag, quickly blowing the smoke out over his shoulder, for once, not caring what Diane had thought of him, maybe he was healing after all.

The back and fourth stopped as soon as a car pulled up, rolling down their window, and leaning forward to ask if he was the one who called for him. “Yeah, that’s me,” immediately he dropped the cigarette, stepping on it, before he opened the door, suddenly hesitating to get in. Maybe it was the alcohol, but Bentley couldn’t help but take a deep breathe, look over at his shoulder and ask, “Come back to Aaron’s with me?” He ignored the impatience coming from the driver, closing the door just a tiny bit and turning towards Diane. “Don’t go back to him, at least for tonight,” they both knew who he was talking about and this was the second time he was asking, even though she ignored the first time, look where it had gotten them.

He felt the reluctance in her voice when she was responded, but simply opened the door wider for her to climb in when she agreed. The city fell silent around them as they drove past the lights and crowds, neither of them willing to say anything about what just happened not even a half hour ago. Bentley wasn’t sure what she had caught wind of, or where she had been at for the fight, or the kiss, or even the argument that followed, but he didn’t really care. All he cared about was that she finally agreed to walk away from Milo for a night, that she chose himself over Milo for the first time in forever, and that was enough for him.

The moment the driver arrived at Aaron’s, Bentley slid out of the car, not waiting for Diane as he walked up to the apartment complex. ”Last chance to change your mind,” honestly he wasn’t sure why he was asking, he had never been this careful with Eden. And yet, when Diane stopped in her tracks and asked about his brother he stopped too. “Good as always, and probably, it is his place,” Eleanor was probably there too but Diane didn’t ask that. But when Diane refused to move, Bentley moved without thinking, walking up to her, grabbing her chin to look up at him. “Come up stairs with me, get a good nights rest away from the house. That’s it, nothing else, you can walk away tomorrow,” and just like that he swiped his thumb over her cheek and grabbed her hand so he could lead her.

Bentley was deep in the thought, confused about the kiss, unsure how he had ended up here with Diane, practically over everything that happened tonight, causing the silence to take over as they weaved through all the homes. When they arrived at Aaron’s door he opened it up for them and nodded to the bed sectioned off in the living room. “I can sleep on the couch,” he said as he toed off his shoes and pulled his hoodie over his head. “I’m going to go change,” and just like that he disappeared but not without laying out one of his shirts for Diane as he had done time and time before when they together.

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🗓️ april twenty-second, 2018 3:24am

📍 aaron's apartment, CO

👤 diane 🌸💙

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𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖

Bentley proceeded to remind himself as he changed, this wasn’t about them it was about her, so after taking a little longer than necessary, he finally walked down the hall and whispered, “Did you change?” The shirt was simply an offer, but his heart began to thud loudly in his chest when she admitted that she had, and as soon as she did he walked around the corner and suddenly felt like he couldn’t breathe. A wave of nostalgia crashed over him, early mornings, waking up beside her always in his clothes and sometimes none at all. Bentley could feel himself starting to stare, so instead of saying anything else at all he crossed the room and crawled onto the couch in silence.

A moment of silence passed, “I'm not sure that's a good idea,” he repeated her words back to her, and yet he found himself crossing the room and crawling into bed beside her. Immediately he was on his back again, as was over on the couch, starring up at the ceiling when Diane flipped over, his head lulling to the side when she did, curious. The question shouldn’t have annoyed him as much as it did, and yet, he couldn’t help but sigh and look away from her, he knew this wasn't a good idea. “No, she’s just a friend,” he started as he began to think about what happened at the bar again, about how everything had gotten so messy between them, “Cherise’s friend,” and that was all he had left it at, a new uncomfortable silence settling between them, Bentley didn’t want to talk about Eden.

Bentley figured that would be it, they would fall asleep, or rather Diane would since his brain was far too busy, they would wake up tomorrow, and go their separate ways again, their last conversation being about Eden of all things, and yet her touch startled him out of his mess of thought. Her fingertips, brushing over the wording, “It is what it is,” formed in the shape of a smiley face, his eyes slow to follow, it now dawning on him that Diane had yet to see his new tattoos due to the cold weather since getting them back in December.

There was hesitation, Bentley refusing to make eye contact, trying to gather his thoughts before he spoke, asking himself how vulnerable he wanted to be with her, “Ever since the overdose—,” he started slowly, the topic had never actually been brought up between them, only shared between himself and Aaron. “I felt really shitty, unwanted, worthless, thinking about how even my parents didn’t want me,” but there was something, something about the way they laid side by side like this, brought him back to all the times things were still good between them.

“But then I thought about all the things that happened because of it.” A small sigh escaped his lips as he finally looked up at her, “Aaron wouldn’t have survived in that house, neither would have I, and then—,” immediately he rolled onto his side, now facing her and exposing his other arm that had a set of flowers and the words, “Watch me while I bloom,” on his forearm. “Then I met you, and without you I would never have had Scout.” there was another fit of hesitation as he lifted his hand and placed it on her cheek, thumb swiping over it before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, dropping it back down on his pillow immediately after as if he regretted his actions. “And suddenly I had a purpose again,” another sigh escaped his lips before he shook his head and rolled onto his back again, “You should really get some sleep,” suddenly Bentley was feeling too much.

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and when the snow begins to melt and the weather becomes
just a little bit warmer, i'll still be here. because w out you
i'm stuck in january


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xx𝗯𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗯 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗲






𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖

He spoke into the darkness, nothing but the moon seeping in through the windows to cast light. “She won’t, she’ll always have the both of us,” Bentley immediately reassured her without thought. No matter how rocky of start he had at the beginning, no matter what happened between him and Diane, he’d never leave Scout again. He was so serious when he said that Scout was his purpose, because without her he probably would have given up a long time ago.

“Your mom loved you," so much so that he had spent a lot of time wishing, every time Isabella was around, that his parents had ever looked at him the way she did Diane. “She left so suddenly, but I know she did, and that will never be your fault or burden or even Scouts for that matter,” it was the same way that they both looked at Scout. The way Bentley looked at Diane too, but she probably didn’t need him telling her that, she knew, she had too. So he repeated, “I just know she did,” challenging the thought that she would ever doubt their affection for her.

Bentley almost missed the way Diane had stopped speaking or the fact that she had closed her eyes and began to drift off, too consumed by his own thoughts. He could only smile at tehe notion, as he turned his head back over to look at her. The fact that she was finally at ease, and asleep by his side pulled a deep need inside of him. In his heart, in his stomach, every inch of his body, and yet Bentley refrained. instead he simply whispered, even quieter than before, “Happy Birthday, Diane, I love you, ” sure she had to be long gone with the slow rise and fall of her chest, before voicing his feelings, “Goodnight,” and then there was silence.


𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖

Bentley would be lying if he said he had slept much the night before, spending most of his time starring at Diane as if he blinked she would just up and disappear. The only break being when he snuck out to the balcony to smoke another cigarette in the middle of the night, poetry journal in hand, but hardly got any writing done because even then he kept glancing inside over his shoulder. He kept thinking about the events that occurred tonight, he could only blame his loose tongue on the alcohol now that the fresh air from outside was finally beginning to sober him up, pulling him enough to his senses, demanding that he give himself some rest.

So when he finally passed out due to exhaustion, at an ungodly hour, he wasn’t too happy with the jostling he felt on his shoulder, a short groan escaping from his lips as he began to open his eyes. Bentley couldn’t see Aaron, his vision still focusing, but he could feel the tension in his voice. “What?” A part of him was confused, last night felt like a dream, but when he looked next to him and saw Diane resting beside him, he couldn’t help but smile at her, forgetting for a quick moment that Aaron was still standing over him.

Bentley frowned, looking back at Aaron before he kicked the blankets off himself and got up, walking towards the kitchen with his brother on his heel. The last thing he wanted was disturb her, the thought of her leaving upset him more than it should have. “She was having issues with Milo. Nothing happened,” except that he had gotten in a fight, kissed Eden, and then begged Diane to come back here with him, but again, Aaron hadn’t asked all of that. “I’ll walk her home or call for a ride when she wakes up,” It took everything in Bentley not to yell at Aaron due to his response, his fingers gripping the counter much stronger than he had meant too. And just like clock work, Eleanor came walking out of Aaron’s room, already dressed, he could only assume that Aaron had asked her before he had even woken him up or talked to him which upset him even more.

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APRIL TWENTY-SECOND， ２０１８

Everything was starting to look up since the book launch, or at least as well as it could go given the circumstances. At some point in the night he had managed to get Eleanor’s father alone and popped the question, explaining to Mr. Kennedy that he couldn’t promise her the world and it’d be slow to come but he was absolutely sure that no one would love Eleanor more than he did. The hard part was over, because now he just had to actually propose, which, he wasn’t nervous about at all. Everything was so easy with her, it always had been, and when ever he was able to get the chance he was going to ask her in a way that he knew they’d both appreciate.

When it came to Bentley, things were getting better there too. He wasn’t going out as often, coming home at a decent hour, sometimes even before him and Eleanor had gotten home from date night. It was a breathe of fresh air, two months running, until Diane’s birthday had finally rolled around. A large part of him anticipated this, coming home in the evening to not find Bentley hanging out on the couch as he had been when he had left him. What he hadn’t anticipated was waking up the following morning and seeing Diane in bed beside him.

Aaron had been very vocal about it, as much as he loved Diane he didn’t think that she was right for his brother. Every time she made her way back into Bentley’s life Bentley would eventually begin to spiral, and to be honest, Aaron’s heart couldn’t handle if it happened again. So when he woke up in the morning to make himself coffee, only to see the two of them sleeping side by side, albeit not curled up next to one another, Aaron took one look and turned around going straight back into his room. “Eleanor, Honey,” he called for her softly even with the unsettling feeling lingering in his stomach. “Diane spent the night, I don’t know why, but I need you to take her home, please?” if he tried to talk to Bentley while she was still there, either of them, Eleanor or Diane, he knew how badly it might end being that the previous heated discussion ended poorly.

As quietly as possible he walked over to Bentley’s side of the bed and gently shook his shoulder, hoping not to wake Diane before Eleanor could get dressed and make her way out of his room. “Care to explain?” he could feel his patience dissolving, his reactions becoming snappier due to Bentley’s nonchalant response and his instant need to flee to the kitchen. Of course Aaron followed, this conversation certainly wasn’t over. “Diane, Bentley, what is she doing here?” Out of everything his little brother could have said, having Milo be apart of the problem, was nothing short of an even larger irritation. “No, you’re going to stay here, Eleanor will drive her home.” and just like that he had cut him off just as Eleanor had come out of his room fully dressed and ready for the day.


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The car ride was quiet, Eleanor not wanting to step on any one’s toes, no matter how welcoming Aaron’s family had been towards her. At this point, Diane was like the little sister she had never had, an only child to a mom and dad who doted on her endlessly, so all of this was far out of her depth, and yet, when Diane finally brought up her worries she didn’t hesitate to reassure her. “Diane, you don’t have to explain anything to me,” as she spoke she looked over and offered her a smile briefly. “I believe you, and I’m sure Bentley had good intentions,” as much as Aaron didn’t appreciate Diane and Bentley being together, Eleanor understood that they needed one another wether it was platonic or romantic, in one way or another they were soulmates, just like she knew Aaron was hers.

“Call me if you need anything, okay?” there was no thought before she leaned over the center console and hugged Diane when they arrived back at the house. It seemed that Diane had a lot on her mind, it was that way with Bentley too, and yet that was the end of their car ride conversation. Eleanor was ready to drop her off, get back to Aaron so she could make sure he was handling things okay, but driving up and seeing Milo waiting on the porch for her, the way he was, had her stalling. It took all of Diane under a minute for her to hop out, and reach Milo’s side before Eleanor was hopping out herself.

“Hey, Milo, everything alright?” even though he reassured her his body language had read otherwise, “Perfect, glad to hear. I’m just going to walk Diane up then.” Instead of letting Milo respond, she wrapped her arm around her shoulder and guided her away. There was something about the way Diane had said “Bentley didn’t want me to go home,” had Eleanor leading her inside and up the stairs. The moment they were out of earshot she looked over at her and whispered, “Diane, I need you to be honest. Does he always speak to you that way?” the arm around her shoulder squeezing just a tiny bit tighter.