no place feels like home , eduardo

[LUCY ELINOR RIGBY]

Nearly six months had passed, and she still wasn’t over him. It was completely ridiculous…she really should have been over him by this point in time. She really should have been…her best friend since forever had told her he was cheating on her…although she hadn’t talked to that particular friend since moving to Portland. So apparently they weren’t that great of friends…but whatever. And obviously the fact that maybe her friend was lying had entered her mind…but she honestly saw no point as to why she would. Everyone loved Lucy and Eduardo together, no one would try to spread that rumor. And okay, she was probably acting more on impulse than anything. She heard her boyfriend was cheating on her, what else was she supposed to do? No matter how many times he told he he didn’t, it didn’t really seem to register. And instead she just packed herself a suit case and left…and she refused to look back until she was already in Portland, where her job was offered to her a few weeks earlier. She’d honestly turned it down…but it seemed like her best option, she needed a way of money, she needed to be far way from Eduardo, she needed to move on…she was still working on that last one. It was honestly an off day when she didn’t think about him at least…oh, five times. Per fucking hour. Which was definitely sick and wrong…but she really wasn’t that bad. Not to the point where she was thinking about seeing him again…ever. She didn’t even know what she’d do if she saw him. She was still pissed at him for doing that to her…and yet she couldn’t help but wonder why he would. If it was her fault. Why he’d go as far as to lie about it…hadn’t their relationship been a good thing?

From what she could remember…it was. She’d been happy, really. To the point where she loved him to pieces, and couldn’t even see herself with any other guy…which was probably why she hadn’t been in an actual relationship with him. She’d pretty much went right back to just slightly drunken one night stands. And okay, when she first left, she spent the first week or so…completely drunk. Because it made it easier. But then she realized how immature she was being, smartened up, and didn’t let herself have even another drink for another month. And now she only partied sometimes…much less than she had when she first met Eduardo…god, everything about her life seemed to trace right back to him. He was the reason she was here, the reason she was slightly depressed, the reason she was working with a bunch of insane kids…god, the last part still confused her. And the even more confusing part was the fact that she was fairly good at handling them. Maybe it was because she was young, or nice, and yet at the same time she didn’t take their shit. Or maybe it was because her classes weren’t that horrible…mostly literature and such…and while there were always a few breakdowns when they were doing Shakespear, that was really as far as that went.

And yet she was still awlays happy when her classes were done for the day. Which was why she let out a relieved sigh as she put the papers she’d been grading away, and stood from her desk, quickly throwing her hair in a slightly messy pony tail and slipping her shoes back on. Yes, she’d had her shoes off, it was easier to grade papers when she was comfortable, thank you very much. And with that she looked around her office one more before making her way over to the door, turning off the lights, and walking out, making sure to lock the door behind her. Just in case. Not that she had anything all that vauable in there…the hall ways were kind of empty, she noted, but there were a few other people there. She nodded politely and smiled as she passed a girl who’s office was next door to hers, but other than that kept walking on her way, slightly distracted by wondering what she was going to do for dinner…and then she bumped, quite literally, into someone. Someone who…felt familiar, as weird as that probably was. For a moment she looked slightly annoyed…and was even more so as, when she caught her balance she saw the face of the person whom she’d bumped into. And all she could do was stare.

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[EDUARDO JULIO PACO RAMOS RUBIO]

Eduardo had been through his share of breakups in his twenty three years of life. Some fine, some...not so fine. The worst though, was his break up with Lucy, six months ago. It had come so suddenly. Lucy's best friend had told her that Eduardo had cheated on her...which he hadn't. He had loved her. No, not past tense...he still fucking loved her. They had dated for a year and a half until she left. Suddenly. Without listening to his explanation that he would never cheat on her and that he was completely and totally in love with her and that he had been looking at rings. Yes, Eduardo had been planning on proposing to her soon, they had been living together after all, they had been dating for awhile, they had discussed marriage and both agreed it would be a good thing. And he had had no idea where she had gone. Eduardo didn't think she was in New York City still, since she had quit her job and moved out of their apartment. Part of him wondered if she had gone back home, to Maine, to live with her parents for awhile. But Eduardo couldn't really see her leaving to go to Maine. And he couldn't call her, considering whenever he tried to the phone just kept ringing and ringing and ringing, not even going to voice mail. It was like she had disappeared. And Eduardo soon became depressed. He had thought about her all the time, taken a good week and a half off of work and went to his brothers house in Brooklyn where he sat around watching Spanish soap operas on television all day and eating whatever food his mom came over and cooked. Eduardo's family had been worried about him...they hadn't seen him that depressed before. But finally, after nearly two weeks of moping around and barely talking to anyone, Eduardo's oldest brother had come over and given him a good pep talk on how he needed to move on, since she wasn't coming back. It had been a harsh speech...but it had worked.

At least, worked enough to get Eduardo back to work and make him start showering and eating again. But that was about it. He would wake up in the morning, shower, get ready, eat, go to work, come home, eat, and sleep. That was all he did until about two months ago. That's when Eduardo remembered the job offer at this school. Fitzgerland Academy had contacted Eduardo about a year ago, offering him a job, but he had been dating Lucy at the time, and things were going good. Really good. Which is why he turned it down, considering he didn't want to ask Lucy to move across the country with him, and he didn't want to do a long distance relationship either. So he quietly turned down the job offer and continued to have a happy relationship with Lucy...until she left. Eduardo was very thankful that when he had called them up two months he learned they were in the need of a new Spanish teacher, and he was a very good Spanish teacher, so they hired him. And here he was. Eduardo had only been living here for about a month, and he didn't really like it. Too rainy. Too cold. Too...not New York City. But even though he was pretty sure Lucy was not in New York City anymore, he didn't want to stay here. It was to...nerve wracking, thinking that there was a possibility of running into her. And what if she had a new boyfriend? Eduardo did not want to have to run into her while she was with another guy, because in Eduardo's mind, they were perfect for each other. He probably sounded crazy and stalkerish, but he didn't care. It was true, and he knew if he could talk to Lucy he would be able to convince her that as well. But he knew there was a very slim chance of ever seeing her again.

So for now, he would just continue here at Fitzgerland Academy. Teaching some crazy people Spanish. And they were legitimately crazy. They would probably kill him if he gave them a bad mark or something. Just kidding. Kind of. Eduardo had only been teaching here for a week, so he was still kind of nervous. He knew why some of these kids were here. Some of them were murderers. One wrong move and he could be...dead. Eduardo knew that probably wouldn't happen though. They didn't have weapons...except for the ones that managed to somehow sneak them in. But he would just have to try and be friendly. Eduardo was a friendly person, he had been popular at the school he had taught at in New York, though he had been happier there. But he was just going to try and move on now. It was clear he was never going to see Lucy again, clear that they would never speak again. Which is why Eduardo decided he would go out tonight. He didn't have any papers or tests to mark or lesson plans to make up. And he obviously would not drink too much, considering he had to teach the next day. No, he would just go out and...get to know Portland. Who knows, maybe he'd even meet a pretty girl. At least, these were Eduardo's plans as he walked down the hallways of the school, his coffee in one hand and lesson plans in the other. These were his plans until he bumped- physically- into someone, spilling his coffee all over the floor. "Mierda." Eduardo muttered, bending down to pick up his things, and the now empty coffee cup. He had a tendency to swear in Spanish too...kept him from getting into trouble as a kid. Eduardo stood up, ready to apologize to whoever he had bumped into [or maybe they bumped into him, he wasn't sure]. Until...he saw who it was. "Lucy...?" He said...this couldn't be. What the hell was she doing in Portland?

STATUS!? DONE
WORD COUNT!? 1045
TAGGED!? LUCY ELINOR RIGBY
OUTFIT!? HERE
NOTES!? I SAID I WOULDN'T BEAT YOU...I LIED. AND MY SPANISH IS PROBABLY WRONG. I WANTED HIM TO SAY ~SHIT
CREDIT!? PEOPLE ARE CAUTION 2.0

[LUCY ELINOR RIGBY]

Surprises….Lucy had always kind of been a fan of them. She wasn’t the type to lead such a lifestyle that she got them often, so when she did it was always pretty fun. Like that one surprise party she had way back in the day…for her seventeenth birthday party, if she remembered correctly. Or the surprise of finding out that the guy she’d slept with, and had an amazing night with, she was kind of working for. …And the surprise of finding out that the guy she’d been with for a year and a half…and the guy she’d loved…was cheating on her. But that last one hadn’t been a good one, at all. And now she was getting the surprise of all surprises…finding out that the guy she’d spent the last half a year avoiding was right in front of her. At the school she taught at…which was honestly just fucking creepy, in a semi-flattering kind of way. And fine, a part of her couldn’t help but be happy that she was seeing him…after all this time…that he was okay. She knew what he’d done the last time a girl had left him, and god, she really didn’t want him to do the same over her. The very thought of death scared her…so to see that he was at least alive gave her a strange sense of relief. And anger…what the hell did he even think he was doing here? How could he possibly think she wanted to see him? She didn’t. really. After the anitial relief wore off she was just annoyed…and pissed…and okay, for about half a second she took in his appearance. And she couldn’t help but note that he was still just as…handsome as ever. There was really no way to describe him other than handsome…he was good looking in a classic kind of way. And you didn’t exactly call your ex boyfriends sexy…although that would fit pretty well, too. But no, she really shouldn’t have been thinking that kind of shit. The last thing she needed was to be sucked in by his charming Spanish ways…like she had last time.

Last time. God, she needed to stop living in the past. It wasn’t like her at all…she usually lived for the future, and loved change, and all that…but she couldn’t help but want it to be like, a year ago sometimes. Back before the cheating, or at least before she found out about it, and before all the drama happened. When she was living in the best place on earth instead of Portland fucking Oregon. She’d almost actually went back to Maine…her mother had asked her to, her father had tried to bribe her with home made bread and insense…but she’d said she needed a change. And she got one…a huge fucking change. The weather here was almost as bad as the weather in Maine was. At least Maine had amazing Summer’s…this place was just…blah. But at the same time she liked it…because up until he fucking showed up, there wasn’t much that reminded her of Eduardo. There weren’t very many Spanish speaking guys…other than the old Spanish teacher, who’d gotten fired. How could she not have seen this coming? They called him up, he somehow knew she was there, he took the job so he could stalk her around and make her life living hell…and no, the fact that he was a nice guy didn’t even enter her mind. Despite the fact that he’d been the nicest guy ever during their relationship, and even before that…the second he cheated on her that all went out the window. And okay, maybe she overreacted, she completely freaked out, and barely let him get a word in edgewise. She’d just screamed, and not allowed for him to explain, she hadn’t even questioned who the girl was or when it happened or if he was drunk or not. She’d literally just screamed at him about how they were supposed to be committed and how she’d loved him and would never do that to him…and then she’d packed up a suit case and left. All she’d decided to take were things she needed…clothes, a tooth brush, the essentials. She’d left everything else…she couldn’t be bothered with it…all her books…she hadn’t even had time to start a new collection of books yet.

And yet all she could bring herself to do was stare at him, as he spilled his coffee on the floor and swore in Spanish…god, he didn’t seem to have changed a bit. It was kind of….well, she probably hadn’t either. She was having trouble even being mad at him…annoyed, yes. Sad, yes. But hearing him say her name brought it all back…the only confusing part was that not only did it bring all the good back, but it brought the bad back as well. Not that there had been very much bad in their relationship…they hadn’t argued very much, truthfully. They’d been happy…up until the end. But to Lucy that had obviously been enough to end it all…and she had no regrets about ending it. Maybe she regretted not letting him say anything on the matter, or explain himself, but she wasn’t going to stick around with a guy who’d cheated on her. There was no point. Honestly. “…Eduardo…” She said slowly…it felt so odd to say his name after refusing to let it pass her lips for so long…and in a weird way she missed it. No matter how annoyed she was at the situation. “What are you doing here?” She demanded, crossing her arms and taking a step away from him…and even that was too close. She didn’t want to be in the same state as him, much less school. That was why she’d left New York. “Are you stalking me?” The words kind of fell out of her mouth…but honestly, that’s what it was seeming like. And she was kind of freaking out, at least on the inside…and she was so confused…

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[EDUARDO JULIO PACO RAMOS RUBIO]

Eduardo had had his fair share of surprises in his life. Maybe more than the average person. Growing up with four siblings, all older than you, entitled you to being surprised a lot of the time. Most of the surprises...not that good. But he had had a few good surprises in his life. There had been a surprise sixteenth birthday party. The surprise that Lucy, the girl he had slept with to get over an ex, was his teaching assistant. And he surprised himself when he allowed himself to finally let go of his ex and be in a relationship with Lucy. But the biggest surprise of all was Lucy coming home one day and screaming at him. At first, he hadn't really been able to...decipher what she was screaming at him...but then he understood. And he was surprised, more surprised than he had been before in his life. And it had broken Eduardo's heart when she wouldn't listen to him, wouldn't believe him. He had thought she trusted him...but apparently not. He had been out with his brothers! They wouldn't let him cheat on Lucy, especially since they knew how much Eduardo had loved her...still loved her. But no. Lucy didn't let him get a word in, no matter how hard her tried to tell her. And before he knew if, her bags were packed and she was gone. Gone to Portland, apparently. He wondered how she had ended up there...he was pretty sure she had no family. Was it just the first place that popped into her head? The best place, since it was across the country, two thousand eight hundred and ninety five miles away from Eduardo and New York City? She hadn't even taken her books, books that Eduardo had kept, and even brought with him to Portland. He had read a few of them...and they were good. And they reminded him of Lucy, which he liked the best...even though it did make him fairly sad whenever he opened a book and began to read it.

But god, she probably thought he was stalking her now or something, which he wasn't. Eduardo had never been a creepy stalker guy, even though he had considered going to Maine a few times when she had first broken up with him, just to see if she was there, see if he could convince her it was all just a misunderstanding. Because that's exactly what it was. Lucy's best friend had probably just thought she had seen Eduardo, even though she really hadn't. Or maybe she lied...for whatever reason. Eduardo didn't know. But he knew he was kind of mad at that friend...even though it might not have been her fault completely. But Lucy's friend had ruined their relationship. They had had an amazing relationship too. Not much fight, and a very good sex life. Eduardo had not had sex since Lucy had broken up with him...and it would be an understatement to say he wanted it. He needed it. But he wasn't going to go have a random one night stand...he was over those. He would have sex again if he happened to meet a girl he liked more than Lucy...but that probably wasn't going to happen. His brothers had decided to surprise him with a fleshlight about a month after Lucy left, and Eduardo had acted like he was disgusted by it...even though he did use it...once or twice a week. It was a good invention, and he would tell his brothers that...if there was a chance they wouldn't tease him about it for the rest of their lives. So Eduardo's little buddy would stay a secret, and he would continue using it until either Lucy heard him out and realize it had all been a mistake, or he found another girl that he was willing to have sex with. Basically...Eduardo would probably be using this thing for the rest of his life.

Eduardo let his eyes wander over Lucy quickly...not wanting to seem like he was checking her out or anything, even though she was. She was still gorgeous. Honestly...he had been kind of hoping that if he ever saw her again, she would be...a mess. So devastated by their break up that she didn't even care what she looked like. But of course, with Eduardo's luck, that was not the case. Lucy looked as good as ever, maybe even better than before. Eduardo missed her...so much. So much that it probably wasn't very healthy. He missed her, missed them, missed everything they used to have since it was basically the best relationship he had ever been in. And he had ruined it, since he hadn't attempted to get her to stay or anything...he was too nice. It wasn't like he was going to grab her arm and make her listen to him. That wouldn't have worked. But now...here they were. Running into each other in a hall way at a school for completely crazy kids in Portland, Oregon. Two thousand eight hundred and ninety five miles away from where they had first met. Maybe it was...fate. Even though Eduardo didn't typically believe in that kind of stuff, it could have been. Maybe now he could start believing in fate, if this all worked out of course. Maybe him showing up would make her leave and go somewhere else in America. Maybe not even America. She could go to Canada, Mexico, Europe, Asia. The world was a big place, and Eduardo would have to convince her he wasn't a cheating man so she could stay and they could work things out. Eduardo bit his lip hard when he heard Lucy say his name...it had been a long time since she had. And last time she had screamed it at him...and not in a sexual way. "I'm...uh, teaching here." He told her. He was practically praying that she didn't think he was a stalker. That would just make things worse...she'd probably get a restraining order. Eduardo sighed when she asked him the question he had been dreading. "No. I'm not. I had no idea you would be here, honestly. I didn't know where you were." And that was the truth...though Lucy probably wouldn't believe it. She never believed him anymore. Why couldn't things just go back to normal?

STATUS!? DONE
WORD COUNT!? 1111
TAGGED!? LUCY ELINOR RIGBY
OUTFIT!? HERE
NOTES!? I BEAT YOU AGAIN...MY APOLOGIES
CREDIT!? PEOPLE ARE CAUTION 2.0

[LUCY ELINOR RIGBY]

Surprisingly there was a lot that Lucy missed about her relationship with Eduardo…one was that he used to cook for her. Lucy had never really been the best cook…she could make the classics, things her mom taught her. Spaghetti, chicken, potatoes, corn, cakes and cookies, easy things. Boring things…Eduardo’s cooking, though, was amazing. He would make her Spanish dishes she wouldn’t even be able to pronounce the name of if not for the fact that she was fluent in Spanish…and his food was always…satisfying. As was everything else. Like…their sex life, which had admittedly been amazing. They hadn’t been the type of couple who just had sex the whole time, but they’d definitely had an active sex life. And he was pretty good at everything they did, too…admittedly, Lucy was kind of picky when it came to guys, and she wasn’t the easiest to please, but Eduardo could always do the job quite well. She never had to fake an orgasm with him, at least, like she admittedly had with a few guys in the past. And since leaving him…well, there had been a lot of not-so good lays. Yes, despite the fact that she wasn’t over him, she still had sex. She pretty much went back to doing what she did before meeting him. Having the occasional, or not so occasional, one night stand. Even if they weren’t as satisfying as her ex boyfriend had been…and it wasn’t like they’d all been bad. She’d admittedly had a few good ones…and even a few guys who wanted more than just a one night stand or the promise that they could still be friends. Despite the fact that Eduardo would hurt him, and she would never go back to him, ever, she couldn’t see herself with any other guy. She’d been truly happy with him, as weird as it was, since they had ended so badly.

Their relationship had been a good one though…they’d been serious. And they’d lasted quite a long time, compared to most relationships standards. She’d met his family on several occasions…and she loved them. Maybe as much as she loved her own family…whom Eduardo had never met. Not because she was hiding them, because they were all the way in Maine. They’d actually had plans to go up and visit her family during the Summer…but that obviously hadn’t happened. But his family had been nice…and she’d thought that they’d liked her. And she could speak Spanish, which gave her bonus points she was pretty sure. And as weird as it was, she could see herself actually being a part of his family…she and Eduardo had talked about marriage a lot. It had just popped up in conversation, and neither of them tried to push it out. Because quite honestly, marriage with him sounded like a good idea…she’d never even discussed marriage with any of her previous boyfriends. And she wasn’t the type to sit around and day dream about it. Except for with Eduardo, of course. And a part of her had kind of thought an engagement might be in their near future…up until her friend told her of course, and then she realized she was being completely stupid in thinking she had any sort of future with him. Other than a future avoiding the hell out of him, but obviously she wasn’t even any good at that. Lucy was, however, pretty sure she’d be a good wife. She wasn’t sure about a good mother…she’d never really considered children. Although thinking about it now she’d be pretty good. She was good with the teenagers she worked with…and she was pretty good with kids. And while babies tended to get on her nerves when they cried, she was fairly good with them as well. But none of this even mattered anymore…because sadly, she couldn’t see herself having a future with anyone but Eduardo.

But of course a future with him was also completely out of the question. Everything with him was out of the question…she wouldn’t even be friends with him. Although she couldn’t help but smirk as she saw him looking at her…even though she was pretty sure he wasn’t checking her out. You don’t check out the girl you fucking cheated on…well, maybe you did. She didn’t really know. This was her first time she’d knowingly been cheated on…which was probably why she’d overreacted like she had. Although in her mind she hadn’t’ overreacted. At all. He’d cheated. What was she supposed to do if not leave? Just let him do it again and again? No. And the sad thing was that the part that hurt her more than anything was that…he hadn’t chased after her after she left. Okay, now he was stalking her, but it was too late. What would she have honestly done if he’d followed her and tried to explain things? She didn’t know…but it would have made her feel better than him just letting her leave like that. In her mind it was like him admitting that he’d done it. Even though he’d tried to tell her he hadn’t. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes in a scoffing way as he said he was teaching there…of course he was. After he somehow magically found out that she was. It made such sense. In her unrealistic mind. “Right. Teaching.” She replied, shaking her head in misbelief. Could he stoop any lower? Probably not. And she didn’t even take the time to think over the fact that his words were right…he couldn’t know where she was. She’d severed all ties with anyone back in New York, there was no way he could possibly know. Unless he was just the expert stalker, which was probably the case. “Right, I’m sure you didn’t.” She replied, in a slightly cold manner, although she couldn’t help but note that…he looked…she didn’t even know. But it made her miss him, for some reason. “Look, I’m just now finally starting to get over you…so just…leave me alone.” She said in a slightly wary manner, running her hands through her hair in a stressed out way. Which she was, mind you. She wanted nothing more than to go anywhere but here…maybe back in Maine with her parents, and have her mother make her some soup. And the strange thing was that she couldn’t even bring herself to move…because in a sick way she wanted to talk to him. And she missed talking to him…even if she was angry and annoyed at him, and it would be more effective for her to stomp away at this moment. Instead she just looked at him, as though asking him to walk away…because she couldn’t be the one to do it this time.

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