This is an rp between QueenHarley and myself from before the site crashed.
[She] comes from a small town, she's not that well off but works for her own. She isn't popular and doesn't have a lot of friends, which makes her a good target for the more well off people in the city. The rich and popular. This isn't high school but some seem to forget that, namely a bully called Carter. Carter is the guy who never moved on from pranks and dares; taking the chance to even approach a more likable character to take the small town girl on a roller coaster ride of emotions and betrayal. [He] doesn't want to do something so harmful to such a sweet soul, but does he have a choice if he doesn't want a secret of his getting out that could ruin his reputation for good? Or can he manage to pull it off without either side getting hurt?
“Corruption is still corruption even when you explain it that way,” Dan retorted, raising an eyebrow. “And it’s my job. I’ve told you that for years, and if you did tell her about the monsters under the bed, I would have come after you myself. Magic or no magic.” He meant it, to an extent; of course he would never hurt Genna, but Ingrid was his baby sister; he had a duty as big brother to protect her. Anyone who messed with Ingrid ultimately messed with Dan. A boyfriend that she had when she was twelve years old had gotten the full protective big brother treatment after trying to manipulate her; nobody tried to hurt his baby sister and got away with it. Especially not some boy who was two years older than her and gaslighting her when she did nothing wrong. “I know she does. She still believes you were working your magic all this time, and that I had unlimited wishes with you. A magical genie and a boy who’s half fish; pretty perfect pairing, if you ask me,” he said, shaking his head with a smirk as he glanced down at his phone to read the message from Ingrid before he met Genna’s gaze again. “Me and Shiloh? So now we’re allowed to talk about her without you getting mad I was near her or just mentioned her name?” He asked, clearly not serious about the second question. "What are you talking about? I thought we were...very different."
"It's a wonder we never worked out as a couple." Genna replied sarcastically. Dating never crossed their minds, but there were people who assumed they would because of how close they were. They were like siblings, nothing more than that. "I think that would make you a mermaid." She shrugged, able to see it now as much as she could before. He loved animals, but aquatic animals held a special place in his heart. Something she never understood, but it made him happy. He deserved happiness despite his thinking otherwise. Her dark gaze shot to him, her finger pointed in an accusatory manner as she slipped into that sisterly role she's done so many times before. "I know the kind of trouble you guys can get into. She's innocent and doesn't need the corruption." She huffed, shaking her head. This interest in her sweetest friend was still so strange to her, but if she truly knew Dan then he wouldn't purposefully put her in harms way. He had his faults sure, but he was a good person. His mom raised him well. Genna was protective of those she cared about however. He would know that. "Ohhh, you're different alright. You're night and she's day, but you both struggle to be happy..." They had similar yet different battles, but Shiloh's story wasn't hers to tell without permission so she wouldn't. If there was one good quality about Genna, it was the fact that she respected her friends privacy. She was good at keeping secrets, sometimes a little too good. A moment later a laugh left her lips. "Maybe she could even teach you a thing or two."
"Teach me a thing or two?" Dan asked, repeating it back to her. "What could your innocent little friend have to teach me?" There was no bite behind his question, only pure confusion. The idea intrigued him, that Genna even thought that. "We're very different. I've talked to her. And, hey, we don't get into all sorts of trouble. You make the guys sound so bad," he told her, shaking his head. Of course, he understood why Genna was wary of their interest in Shiloh; she had good reason despite not knowing why he and his friends had their attention on her. Carter gave off enough bad and suspicious energy without even being mentioned, so he knew they appeared much more stressed and freaked out. But on the other hand, he also knew the kinds of things the guys got themselves into occasionally and Genna had witnessed it before. "If I'm night and she's day, like you said, wouldn't that make it difficult?" The last time he'd spoken to her, not counting when he was dragged to lunch with the two of them, it had been strange; they ran into each other in the mall, in the photography section of one of the stores. Shiloh had caught him in a similar state that Genna saw him now, much quieter and reclusive rather than the intensity of the diner incident. They'd found a similar interest, a calming conversation until Genna had caught him next to her that led them to a very public argument.
"Didn't you see how calm she was despite being seriously injured?" Shiloh took scalding hot soup to the shoulder, most people wouldn't have been so calm in that situation. She was so grounded during the tougest of times; that was something Genna thought Dan could benefit from. He wasn't one to go crazy but, he didn't exactly always think things through either. "You guys aren't innocent either." They've gotten into their fair share of fights, Dan's nearly gotten himself arrested for the team, and they could be a rowdy bunch. Boys often were. "She's the sweetest person I know, but she has her griefs." Again it wasn't Genna's place to tell Shiloh's story without permission, he would have to take the time to learn about it himself. She was wary about letting them get close to the shy woman, but at the end of the day Shiloh was an adult and could make her own decisions. If she wanted to get to know them, who was she to stop her? They were good people, but she would still keep an eye on them. Maybe she could figure out why they were so interested if she did let them hang around. Genna really hoped Dan knew what he was doing. "I'm sure things wouldn't be as difficult if we didn't make them that way." They fought to keep the world out, Dan especially, but Shiloh had such a way with people. She somehow got through to Genna, and after Nathan's death she thought she would never be the same again. "...Nathan would've loved her."
"Of course I saw how calm she was at the diner. It freaked Emmett out even more then the actual incident. I went and apologized for a reason," Dan reminded her. The injury at their job had been a spectacle of sorts; he'd gotten into a fight he knew he shouldn't have gotten into and it had escalated far beyond what any of the guys expected. Though, Dan knew he was in the right considering the couple was awful and pretentious. He bet they cheated on each other, hated every second they spent together; she looked like a bitch and the guy was a prick. "I don't know, Gen. It's complicated, and you know that. I'm not so sure what she would even have to 'teach' me or whatever," he said, using air quotations with his fingers as he watched the subtle change in Genna's expression. Despite only recently coming back into each other's lives as friends, he'd never lose his ability to read even the most subtle changes in Genna. "Yeah. He definitely would have. Honestly, he probably does, from wherever he's watching you. She's been good for you." He knew Nathan would have been thrilled Genna had someone like Shiloh at her side, keeping her out of trouble that Dan often got her into. But now things were different, with their friendship being rekindled after everything that happened and Nathan didn't get his chance to meet Genna's best friend.
Genna rolled her eyes. "You can learn how to be a little more grounded for starters." Dan would certainly continue to argue with her about this, but she didn't expect anything less. He was a stubborn guy. His world was small, but she was determined to broaden his horizons at least a little bit; she was stubborn too. Now she was pushing for a friendship between the two and it felt weird, but them hanging out couldn't be avoided. Genna loved them both and she would not choose one over the other, they were both stuck with her. "Yeah I imagine. He never met a single person he didn't like." Nathan never hated anyone, she knew he didn't even hate his murderer, that was just the way he was. Shiloh was much the same although she had trouble trusting people; with what she's been through she didn't blame her. The world could be cruel, the people in it could be more so. Before she could say anything else a loud buzzing noise went off, her gaze shifting towards the door. They were expecting company so she wasn't surprised. "I wonder if that's the food, or Finn." She smirked, checking her phone for the time. There were a few messages from her mother which she ignored, and one from Shiloh which she opened. It made her smile, even when Shiloh was upset with her she still made sure to say goodnight. "You're still eating something, no objections."
Dan was about to retort, a snarky comment on the tip of his tongue to argue his side when the buzzer went off again. He reached for his phone again, checking his messages; the unanswered text from his mom, the many messages from the now muted group chat with the guys, and a single text from Ingrid. "Probably the foo-" He paused when he felt his phone vibrate in his hands, glancing down at the text that made him smirk. "I stand corrected. Finn's downstairs," Dan said, reluctantly pushing himself up to go over to the door so he could let Finn inside downstairs as he answered his phone that was now buzzing with a call. "What? You texted two seconds, you little shit. I'm buzzing you in, for fucks sake," he said, holding his phone between his cheek and shoulder as he pressed the button to unlock the front door downstairs and his own room. "It's unlocked, goodbye," he told them, ending the phone call and putting his phone in his pocket to head back to where Genna stood. There was a noticeable difference in the way Dan spoke to Finn compared to Genna moments before; even in his downs, he still had some of his attitude in him. "We don't have much time, so just prepare yourself. Finn is still the same as ever, just like you remember them," he warned her, knowing they were coming in here seeing red. Not towards Dan, of course, and he doubted any of it was directed Genna's way.
The door swung open moments later, and in stepped Finn; faded pink curls, their staple black heeled boots, and a faux leopard print coat barely even on their arms. Finn pushed their sunglasses up onto their head as they shut the door, a moment of silence though Dan knew he wasn't safe for long. Finn's eyes shot directly to Dan, an annoyed glare that Dan met with a simple eyebrow raise. "You," Finn said, pointing directly at Dan who held his hands up. "You have some shit to explain." Their gaze traveled to Genna; they'd nearly forgotten Dan had mentioned she was back in his life. "Little miss Genie returns. Has Dan got more wishes?" They asked, signature smirk and attitude that Genna knew and loved.
Genna watched the whole ordeal in silent amusement. Finn has always been a sassy one, their energy matched Dan's perfectly. She wasn't sure why they were upset, but figured it would come out sooner rather than later. Whatever Dan had done she wasn't going to protect him this time. Not that Finn would let her. They weren't afraid to throw that sass around like it was candy from what she could remember of them. "He has one wish left, maybe two if he's super lucky." Her reputation as a genie definitely still stood strong it seemed, she couldn't let anyone down. Genie Genna wouldn't be upstaged by any other genie. It just wouldn't do. She shook her head, glanced at Dan with an amused shrug, and then went back to her phone. Contrary to popular belief, she did have other friends. Most of them were from the café, but they were still friends. They wanted to know how Shiloh was doing of course. "Why is our dear Dan in trouble now?" She honestly couldn't help the curiosity.
"Ah, yes, of course. Dear little Danny has another wish or two~," Finn nearly sang, though their attention turned right back to Dan as they spun to face him again. Their heels clicked against the tiles and Dan made no moves to get away from them. "I'm not sure if Dan told you considering you're newly back in his life, but Bree is back in town. I texted him about it," they said, harshly poking Dan's chest as they got in his face about it. "And clearly I haven't been told some things but he keeps saying it's no big deal一"
"That's because it isn't a big deal, Finny," Dan retorted through clenched teeth, crossing his arms; this was about how he expected it to go. He knew how much he was really hiding from Finn about that relationship...he hadn't even told Genna everything. Which reminded him that Genna held quite a bit of important information on that part of his life, even if it wasn't close to knowing everything. He thought he'd been properly prepared for the ambush he knew Finn would give him, but he was quickly beginning to doubt that. "I don't see you for two months and you barge into my place with a damn attitude一"
"My attitude is perfectly reasonable一!"
Dan reached forward to cover Finn's mouth, cutting him off. Though, he couldn't help the smirk that crossed his lips. He'd missed them terribly, but he wouldn't say it out loud. "You never change. You can't even say hello," he said, quickly retracting his hand. "Really? You licked me?"
Finn grinned at that, shoving him back a bit. Truthfully, they'd been worried sick; seeing Bree back around where they lived in Sacramento made them nervous. She was too close to San Francisco, even if it was over an hour away. Dan was their best friend and they had seen the emotional ride Dan had gone through after the breakup, even if they hadn't explicitly been told much about it. Nevertheless, they despised Bree from the moment they met her, so naturally their concern was in the right place. "Of course. I had to assert my dominance so you'd spill your secrets."
Genna looked up from her phone, her chocolate gaze falling on the pair before her. They were so odd, but they made such good friends. "I might've heard something about that." She replied, tossing a raised eyebrow in Dan's direction. They literally just talked about it in her car, and she too had the feeling that she didn't know the whole story. He wasn't always so forthcoming and she hadn't wanted to grill him when she wasn't in the best mindset. That wouldn't be good for either of them. Dealing with her mother was enough of a headache for one day; finding out she basically put him into an abusive relationship was just too much to handle. A part of her didn't want to know everything, but Finn was here and they didn't seem like they were going to give up that easily. They were stubborn and persistent. The protective side of her did want to know. "I plan to punch her dead in the face when I see her." Dan taught her to throw a punch so she was very confident that she could break the Bitches nose in on hit. "You two are so weird."
Finn stuck their tongue out at Genna for the insult, though they soon tipped their head back with a laugh. "Ah, yeah, spending my entire life by his side did that," they said, narrowly avoiding a smack to the head. "Hey! I just want to know the secrets, you can't keep them from me forever."
And that was where Dan believed Finn was wrong. He'd kept his secrets tightly wrapped up in a bow and in check; it proved to be quite the challenge for people to try to unwrap his past and untangle the mess. No one knew anything he didn't want them to know, except...well, Genna. He hadn't even realized what he had been saying while he drove her car or in the apartment parking lot; he'd been so locked into the panic and the memories he didn't realize he admitted a couple details. "It's not a big deal, Finn. Bree just...you know we didn't work out well," he said simply, glancing down at his own arm for a moment and catching sight of the scar on his wrist. He adjusted the way he had his arms crossed, the sleeves of his hoodie fixed and his arms no longer visible. "You don't have anything to worry about, okay? I'm glad you're here, but it'll be fine. Besides, I haven't seen you in two months. Are you seriously telling me you drove all the way here just for that?"
"Excuse me, I'm just looking out for you," Finn said, rolling their eyes at the assumption. "And no, I'm not just here for that. You make me sound like such a fuckin' asshole," they whined, tossing their fur coat aside.
"When you two are done with your little love spat, I'll be in the livingroom." Genna didn't have much else to add to the conversation, but she would still be able to hear if anything happened. The apartment wasn't that huge, Dan lived pretty small away from home. She could never, but she's also never tried. Shiloh's apartment was small as well and the few times she's spent the night over there she felt trapped. This isn't anything she would tell Shiloh directly, it was her home and she made it feel so warm that Genna couldn't help but love the place. The blonde knew how to work with the space she was given, and Dan did as well. The two were more alike than he knew, but she was done beating that dead horse for one night. Finn was here anyway, and she was sure they didn't want to here her babble on about her best friend when they were on a mission. With a slight roll of hr eye she enetered the livingroom and plopped down on the couch, hearing the two argue in their playful banter. "Try not to kill each other okay!"
"You can't leave me alone in here with them一" Dan called, dodging the incoming hit as he made his escape to his living room. "Don't fuckin' hit me," he warned, hopping over the top of the couch to sit with Genna. This was just how he and Finn were, how they'd always been together. It was that way since they'd met and Dan knew it wouldn't change. He had no complaints, even if it seemed like they were always at each other's throats to those who didn't know either of them. Moments later, Finn appeared on the other side of Dan, staying on top of the couch for a moment.
"You're such a drama queen. Emmett's rubbed off on you even more一 hey!"
Dan had grabbed Finn by the ankles, puling them right off their perch to fall onto the couch next to the two of them. "Enough of that. I've got Genna here too, before you rudely barged in. So enough. You'll be here a few days, so play nice and give it up." It nearly made Dan laugh, saying that; telling either of them to play nice was a bit ironic considering the temper they both could have. He hoped that Finn would drop it for now, he was supposed to be helping Genna after the whole thing with her mother. Despite his own panic from finding out Bree was back, he still wanted to make sure she was alright while she stayed with him. "Don't mind them. You know how they are," he said, turning to Genna and ignoring Finn's protests.
Genna shook her head, it was like dealing with children though she wouldn't say that to their faces. Both would only pout and argue as to how they were not being immature even though they definitely were. They acted more like siblings than she and Dan, they never bickered this much. At least she didn't think so. "You're both being dramatic," she muttered under her breath, going back to her phone to answer more texts. Her mother had called while they were in the kitchen 'fighting,' but she didn't care enough to call back. The unbearable woman likely just wanted to demand that she come home after picking up whatever it was she had asked for earlier. Then they would just argue some more when she got home and she didn't want to deal with that. Not that Dan would let her go, but before he reentered her life and before she had Shiloh she had nowhere to go to escape the torment. She would go for a drive only to go back home and it all start over. No wonder she had such a hard time moving on from Nathan's death. Her mother used it as a weapon every single time she didn't get her way. It wasn't fair.
I need to move out if dad doesn't do something about her.